A/N: Just had to complete this scene the way I hope it happens. I simply can't wait until January.
Darkness suddenly surrounded them in the elevator. All three of their heartbeats almost audibly increased as silence fell eerily over the group.
"Okay, well that's not…ideal." Owen's voice came from the black.
"Shit," Teddy's voice overlapped.
Adrenaline kicked in and the three doctors gathered by the patient gurney, Amelia turning the flashlight on her phone and propping it between the patient's legs.
"Where were you taking this patient, Teddy?" Amelia spoke cautiously, fiddling with the pulse oximeter on the patient's finger.
"CT…I was taking him to CT? Assess internal damage from this…license plate…lodged in his chest. Shit." She was beginning to panic. This man wasn't going to survive if he wasn't operated on soon.
"Okay, okay…" Owen reasoned, "Well this hospital has generators, correct? We'll just monitor vitals until that those come on. We've got hours of this morphine drip so should be fine…"
Owen's voice was outwardly confident but the two women who knew him best could hear the waver. They nodded anyway.
"Good plan, good plan," Teddy replied, continuing to squeeze the ambo bag in the respiratory rhythm.
"And we can take turns with that," Owen whispered, moving Teddy's hands aside to take over. "Some of us have more energy to conserve than others…"
There was an edge to his voice and it felt like a dagger to Teddy's heart.
"Okay, so we're doing this now then?" She was defensive, but determined to remain strong. If she needed to do this on her own, damn it, she would.
There was a moment of silence and Owen was relieved that it was too dim for Teddy to see the pained look on his face.
"Seriously, what is going on you guys? I know we're physically in the dark right now, but I really feel in the dark on this one…"
Teddy and Owen found each other's eyes, neither knowing quite how to respond.
"Okay…" Amelia tried again, "we've got a moment here to ourselves so I think one of you should start talking…Owen, I just told you something kind of life changing…kind of hoping for a response on that one" –
"Teddy's pregnant," Owen interrupted.
"What…?" Amelia heard words coming from her mouth but wasn't sure how they had found their way there. Her brain was suddenly foggy.
"Owen is the father…" Teddy offered weakly, wringing her hands together.
"Yeah. I gathered that," Amelia quipped sharply.
Owen cleared his throat, his jaw tightening, "I'm sorry," he offered, not quite sure which woman exactly he was apologizing to.
"Ha, Sorry…?" Teddy found herself saying, finding it impossible to keep the bitterness out of her voice.
Amelia backed herself against the elevator wall, suddenly not quite able to hold up her own body weight. "Okay…" she said, thinking aloud, "so Teddy is pregnant. I want to foster Betty…and then there's Leo. So…what's next?"
Both women turned towards Owen. He let out an exasperated sigh.
"Listen, this is a lot to process, okay? In the span of an hour, I went from just Owen Hunt to Owen Hunt, possibly Father of Three…understand how that's a lot for one guy to consider?" His voice was pleading, exhausted.
Both women nodded, both attempting to understand and empathize with the situation and with the man that they loved.
"Listen," Teddy spoke up, "I want you two to know that I don't expect anything. Really. That's honestly why it took me so long to tell you, Owen. I see you're happy with Amelia…with Betty and Leo. I see that, I'm not blind…I'm pregnant, yes. But that doesn't have to mean anything for you. For the two of you. I'm not asking for you to be a part of it. I mean, I'm not going to pretend that it wouldn't kill me, but you" –
"Okay, let me stop you right there, Teddy," Owen interrupted, "I'm going to be a part of this baby's life, that's not even a question."
Teddy let out a breath she didn't know I was holding; "Okay…" she bit out, her voice tight with emotion.
Owen took Amelia's hand in the dim light, wanting to reassure her. "It's just going to take me a second to figure out how this is all going to work…"
"Right…" Teddy said, her voice detached. She was trying not to let her heart explode into a million pieces; she was just hanging on by a single thread. She wasn't sure what she had been expecting, she should be overjoyed Owen wanted to be a part of the baby's life…but she couldn't help but feel devastated that he didn't want to be a part of her life as well…
And then Owen grabbed her hand too, giving her just the smallest amount of hope. The hope she needed.
He squeezed her hand, "We just have to figure out how this is going to work for all of us."