Since Cristina left, Owen was very lonely, and then he met Amelia and things started to change. They were having a great time together, but, unfortunately, that didn't last long. Now, he confides mostly in Callie, who was going through a rough path herself, especially after divorcing Arizona.

Owen Hunt woke up in that morning very excited. In the night before, a patient he was discharging gave him two tickets for a concert and he was determined to take Amelia with him and, hopefully, restore their relationship. The only problem was he was as nervous as a guy who is just about to ask a girl on the high school prom. So he decided to talk to Callie before, just in case she could come up with a good plan for him.

- Torres, you have a second?

- Sure, what's up?

- So, I've got this tickets for a concert next weekend and I want to ask Amelia to come with me. What do you think?

- For starters, you are already over thinking it. Just go there and ask. Keep it simple.

- It's just, Amelia and I, that's not our kind of thing. It never was.

- Hunt, listen to me! Take a deep breath, go up there and just ask her; okay?

He smiled. Callie always had a way to push him into things. He was in his way, heart beat going up at every step when duty called.

Oh, what a day for the Sloan-Grey Memorial hospital: Two fifteen years old girls were hit by a train. Their story was very sad because their families didn't accept her love so they decided to commit suicide, so they could be together forever. Hopefully, everything turned out just fine in the end, with a little help of Maggie. She punched the homophobic mother and put some sense into the father's mind.

Back in the house, things weren't easy. Amelia and Meredith couldn't stop fighting. Mer wasn't one known for taking a step back, so when the day was over she just picked up her kids and went home with Maggie, leaving a very angry sister in law behind.

Dr. Shepherd was storming out in the attendant's lounge when Owen showed up to save the day, again.

- I can't believe she just left me behind! - That was Amelia, shouting at the fridge.

- Everything okay? You sound a little stressed. - Owen gently asked.

- Oh, Owen, don't worry about it. It's nothing.

She walked towards the door, but he pulled her back.

- Tell me what happened. - He insisted.

- Ah it's just Meredith. It's always her! I do the dishes, I make all the clothes fluffy, I do the laundry, and yet all she does is complain. You heard about what happened last night, right? With the damn wall? It wasn't the tequila talking, she wants the wall down as much as me or Maggie. And if it wasn't bad enough already, she left with no warning. How the hell am I supposed to get back home? In a frigging ferry boat?

Owen takes her by the hand and tells her to follow him. They stop by his car and he opens the door for her. The ride back to Meredith's house was extremely quiet. Dr Hunt opened his mouth two or three times and tried to start a conversation, but he didn't succeed. Amelia avoided eye contact at all costs and just kept changing stations.

When they finally arrived at the house, there was no way to run, she had to look at Hunt. After a few second, Amelia broke the silence.

- I mean, who does that, right? Who carpools to work with somebody in the morning and then leaves without them that night? I can't believe she… she just left me.

Owen was just amazed. She was so stubborn! Whenever something really upset her or made her mad, Amelia would just repeat the even again and again until it made sense – at least for her. He knew that could go on for days, so he had to do it. Right there.

- Look, I'm happy to give you a ride. Actually, I did want to...

- I don't even want to go in there. I may lose it. - "Oh my God, I'm doing it and she's not even paying attention." Owen took a deep breath and tried again.

- So, I was thinking. I have these ti...

- You. Inside. Now! - That was Maggie barely opening the door and pulling Amelia in.

- Okay. That's enough. I'm really trying here. Can everybody just stop for a moment? - Owen raised his voice and the two women just gave him a weird look. No one spoke for a few seconds.

- Lover boy, you asked the podium. So you might as well use it. - That was Meredith sitting on the stair with a half full bottle of tequila in her hands.

Amelia gave Meredith a "shut up" look and crossed her arms back at Owen.

- So? Spit it out.

Owen looked at Maggie and Meredith before starting talking. He, for a second, thought he would get some privacy. He gave it a few more seconds, but it's almost needless to say it didn't happen.

- Okay. Here we go. Amelia, you're messed up.

- I'm out of here. - Maggie went to the kitchen.

- Wow, that's a good start.

- Shut up Meredith.

- No, no. Wait. Amelia, I'm pretty much as messed up as you are. When we met I was in a rough path, and you helped me. I fell in love with you and I thought that was not gonna happen again, and yet you made me happy. Amelia you make me smile.

- Oh my God, are you gonna propose Hunt? Seriously? - Meredith collapsed on the floor, laughing. Amelia and Owen just ignored.

- I'm not proposing. I'm asking you to give us a chance. Let's try again; from the start. I got this tickets to a concert, so why don't we just go on a date and see what happens from there? Step by step; Please.

- Owen, I...