Author's Note: Hello my wonderful readers! So I am very excited about this fic! As some of you know, awhile back, I did an Orange is The New Black/Law and Order SVU fanfic entitled Halloween. It's truly one of the fics I'm most proud of! So I thought why not do that with Greys Anatomy and Law and Order SVU? So that's exactly what I'm doing! There are a few things you should know before reading this story:
-For the purposes of this fic, Law and Order SVU is set in Seattle, not Manhattan.
-This fic is set in season 12 of Greys Anatomy and season 18 of Law and Order SVU (But Tuckson is not a thing). More specifically for you Greys fans, it takes place during season 12 episode nine Sound of Silence.
-For you Greys fans, April isn't pregnant and Omelia is not a thing. Yes this is an Amezona and Rolivia fic so if ya don't like, don't read!
-Cristina Yang is mentioned in this chapter. She was a character on the show from seasons 1-10 until she moved away. She is Meredith's "Person" and vica versa. She was married to Owen Hunt.
-And if you haven't watched Greys or haven't seem season 12, do not fear! Everything you need to know will be explained.
So please read, review and Enjoy!
WARNING: This fic deals with sexual assault. If you feel that you may be triggered do not read!
Title: I'm A Survivor
"Ok what do we ha-" Amelia Sheperd stopped mid sentence as she saw exactly who was lying on the hospital bed in front of her.
"It's Grey, I'm sorry. I thought you knew." Owen Hunt's voice sounded far away as the brunette's eyes stayed trained on her sister in law's face. She felt everything else fade away as she slowly backed herself against a wall.
"Dr. Sheperd." She heard Stephanie Edwards, her resident, call her name, trying desperately to get through to her. But she couldn't speak, couldn't move. Her eyes never left Meredith's broken body. Meredith's broken body that wouldn't be broken if she hadn't chosen another consult over her. She heard words like collapsed lung and preserve her airway coming from the doctors that stood around her. Words that, if she weren't completely numb at that moment, she would have responded to. She would have rushed over and done everything she could to save her sister in law. So she sat, huddled into a corner, watching, fearing the absolute worst. She would probably laugh if the fear gripping her wasn't so suffocating, at the irony that everyone she loved seemed to end up dead or almost dead. Her father had died right in front of her and her brother Derek when they were just kids. He was shot by two men robbing his store. Her boyfriend Ryan had died of a drug overdose, after she had suggested they get high one last time before they got sober. Her baby, Ryan's son, had been born with Anencephaly—no brain. It was ironic, Amelia had always thought, that she was a neurosurgeon and her baby had been born with no brain. Then, months prior, her brother had been killed in a car crash. He had been rushed to Dillard Medical clinic where they had decided to forgo the CT scan. Once again someone else she loved had died of neuro related causes and Amelia had been unable to do anything. Slowly, she got to her feet and, unseen by anyone, exited the room. She made her way down the hall and into an on call room. Her body was still too numb to feel anything at all. She felt like the world kept moving but she stood still. Changing her clothes she walked out of the on call room and through the hospital;, her body moving but her mind staying frozen. She couldn't get her sister in law's broken body out of her mind. It was her fault she was in that bed. If she hadn't let her anger and hurt get the best of her, she would have answered that call. As Amelia sat down at Joe's bar, not far from the hospital, and ordered a vodka tonic, not her first in the last two days, she remembered her last conversation with her so called sister in law.
"God. Meredith, you are the most loyal person I have ever met to everyone except me. You're loyal to some woman halfway across the world."Amelia spat with disbelief.
"Yes I am" Meredith replied.
"When I am right here. Cristina left you. I'm here. I'm your sister."
"You are not my sister. Cristina is my sister. You are Derek's sister and Derek is gone." Meredith replied emotionlessly.
Amelia let the cold liquid burn her throat. She knew she shouldn't be doing this. She knew she was erasing every sober day she had had up to this point. She knew she would hate herself tomorrow. But the hurt and anger she felt at that very moment, the hurt and pain she had felt for months since Derek's death, were almost unbearable. She let her mind wander back to her conversation with Meredith.
"Is this why you hate me?" Amelia asked, pointing at her face." 'Cause I remind you of him? Does it help you to hate me?"
"I'm asking you not to push me." Meredith replied.
"Am I like her? Something you cling to to keep the memory alive?" Amelia asked, referring to Penny Blake who was not only dating a fellow doctor but also the nurse that was on call at Dillard Medical Clinic the night Derek died. Ever since Penny had started working at Grey Sloan, Meredith had welcomed her onto her service." You are such a child. You wrap her around you like some sick widow shawl.The widow Grey. She's okay. She's moving on. She'll never love again, but she's holding it together. That is crap. You've given up. You are crawling into your little hole and dying. You are hollow. And Derek would be sick about it if he could see it. He would be disgusted." Amelia continued her words like venom.
Deep down she knew she shouldn't have said those words. Knew they were fueled by so much hurt and anger they could start a fire. But when a person feels hurt, sad, angry, even rejected, they sometimes show it in the most disastrous ways. She had let those emotions get to her, so much so she almost cost her sister in law her life. She sighed as she drained her fourth vodka tonic; she needed to talk to Meredith. To tell her how sorry she was. As she stood up the alcohol in her body decided to make its presence known. She grabbed onto the table to steady herself.
"Hey you aren't driving are you?" Joe asked as she walked to the door.
"No. I'm going back to the hospital." Amelia replied, aware that her speech was more than likely slurred.
"Alright just be safe." Joe said.
Amelia nodded as she made her way out of the bar. It was dark out and not many people around. Amelia walked towards the hospital parking lot. As she neared the end of the row of cars she was grabbed and thrown to the ground. She tried to scream but a hand covered her mouth.
"Shut up bitch." The voice above her sneered. She tried to fight the man off but he was too strong. Tears streamed down her face as she realized what was about to happen. As she closed her eyes, she let her brother's face come into focus. Her brother, who had always protected her from everything. Her brother, who had taught her so much. Her brother, who couldn't save her anymore.
Author's Note: Well there is Chapter One. It was dark and sad I know, I'm sorry. And please don't hate me. I promise chapter two will be posted tomorrow. AND yes, I know there was no SVUness in this chapter but don't worry. Our favorite badass blonde and brunette detectives will appear in the next chapter. Please drop a review!
