This is my day 2 post for Owelia Week on Tumblr. The topic is Jealousy. I have a totally unrelated part 2 to this, that I will try to post soon! Thanks for reading.
Who does that bitch think she is?
They weren't entirely together, but they weren't exactly single either. They were each other's people. And to Amelia, that means not flirting with skanky nurses at the nurse's station. But that was just her opinion.
One more not-so-innocent touch was going to push her over the edge. And Boom! There it was.
Amelia storms towards the pair and slams the file she has in her hand down on the counter. "Chief Hunt, can I talk to you a moment, please?"
It had come out more forceful and desperate than she had hoped, but what was done was done.
Taken back by her hurricane-like entrance, he responds, "Well do I really have a choice?"
She gives him a death stare and he actually might have been scared for a second. He looks around and takes her elbow in his hand, leading her to the closest supply closet.
Closing the door, she shakes her elbow out of his hand and huffs.
"Amelia, what is the problem? What do you want?" he bites.
"What's my problem, Owen? My problem is that I want you. I want you, us, I want us to work and you're out there flirting with that bitch and she kept touching you. And I want to be the only one who gets to touch you." She stops. Yep. There it was. Word Vomit.
He reaches up to touch her arm and she recoils.
"I'm sorry. I am- I am sorry. This is a mistake. I'm the mistake. We shouldn't do this. I shouldn't want this and I do, Owen. I do want this."
This time she doesn't shy away from his touch; She welcomes it. He pulls her into an awkward embrace. And they just stand there. The silence washes over them.
He speaks next. "Amelia, I-I don't really know what to say. You know how I feel about you. And I do regret everything I've ever said or done that has made you think that I don't want you. I want the high, I want the rush, but I want the real too. I don't want to be done with you."
She cups his face in her hand, "I don't want to be done with you either. I want to mix work and play. I want all the ups and all the downs and I want us. I want to go through all of it with you."
He holds out his pinky and says, "I promise to do whatever it takes to make this work."
She reaches her pinky finger towards his and adds, "I promise too, just no more flirting with skanky nurses, please?"
Owen's eyebrows hit his hairline, "Wha-when was I doing that?"
"I don't know Owen, like 20 seconds ago?"
"No-what? No I wasn't." He tilts his head to the side. "Are you talking about Jackie? Please! Amelia, she is young enough to be my daughter. Don't be silly."
Amelia mocks the nurse's actions and words and Owen can't help but laugh.
"Amelia Shepherd. Are you jealous?"
Her face turns bright red as she crosses her arms and turns away from him.
Stepping closer to her, he begins to poke her sides and taunts her. "Oh My God, you're jealous. The brilliant, astounding neurosurgeon Amelia is jealous of a flirty nurse. I have found your kryptonite. This is too good!"
He continues to tickle her until she caves, bursting into laughter. "Stop! Stop it Owen! Stop!" She shrieks in-between giggles.
She turns back to him and simply says, "I'm not jealous, now shut up and kiss me".
He decides to let her win this round and graciously abides.