Hi Guys!

So, for a while now I had the idea of posting one-shots set in this universe (My Boys). They can be read as independent Omelia One Shots even for those who haven't read 'My Boys' and the sequel 'Better Days'.

The ideas will come from prompts I get on my tumblr (jordan202) and the timeline is up to the senders. Could be anytime between Omelia first starts and the end of the My Boys Better Days.

Prompt: "Hi! So, I was rewatching 11x10 and that scene where Amelia says "I miss having a man in my bed. Facing away from each other, barely touching, except for the arm thrown over your waist. When I'd wake up in the middle of the night, terrified of me, I liked knowing he was there." well, something like that. Can anyone write this now that Amelia is married to Owen? Maybe waking up with nightmares and Owen being there for her? Very sweet and fluffy, please."

Timeline in 'My Boys Universe': Six months after Omelia's wedding.

My beginning

"I miss sleeping with a man in my bed. You know, facing away from each other, barely touching, except for just the arm thrown over your waist. When I'd wake up at night terrified of… me. I liked knowing he was there. That I wasn't by myself." – Amelia Shepherd, 11x10.

Amelia dragged her feet into the house, completely taken over by exhaustion. It had been a rough day, one of the roughest she remembered having in the past years.

She picked a bottle of water from the fridge and took a long sip, realizing for the first time she hadn't had anything to eat or drink for the past fourteen hours. The thought made Amelia go through all the events of that had happened during that very long day.

Her morning had started with a consult in the NICU. A full term infant with a congenital malformation required urgent surgery, and Amelia had rescheduled her entire day to work exclusively on the baby. First, a correction of myelomeningocele, and then the placement of a ventriculoperitonial shunt to drain the excessive fluid and correct the baby's hydrocephalus. The case had taken a particular toll on Amelia, seeing as she had constantly been assaulted by memories of her late baby throughout the entire day.

The baby's mother's pain was far too familiar. She felt like she could relate entirely. And during the entire day, she had fought, dribbling past hemorrhages and other post op complications, only to be rewarded with a good outcome. When Amelia had left the NICU, minutes past midnight, there lay a baby stable enough to fight for his life and make it through the condition with manageable consequences only.

Feeling too tired to even eat, Amelia undressed as she made her way through the dark corridor to the bedroom. Her shoes and clothes were thrown somewhere along the way, as she put on a top to match her panties and got on the bed.

Owen was fast sleep and he didn't move a muscle when she joined him. Amelia lay on her side, facing him. A soft smile formed on the corner of her lips as she outlined his light eyebrows with her index finger. Owen looked like a little boy in his sleep, his face relaxed, void of any tension, any worry. She loved seeing him looking so peaceful.

Amelia couldn't believe they had been married for six months. The best six months of her life, honestly. She and Owen had gotten married on the spur of the moment, and once the deed was done, Amelia started to doubt if they would actually work out together.

But every day, she was positively surprised. As the days progressed, she could feel their bond tighten and she started to learn more about him as she taught him more about her. Now Amelia knew his favorite color. She could easily identify by the tone on his voice when he was tired, or sad, or craving sex. She had a partner in crime to watch silly action movies with, and laugh about them. And she'd never had to feel alone again.

Owen shifted gently, slowly waking up with her touch.

"It's me," She whispered, gently caressing his hair "Go back to sleep."

Owen opened his eyes, and Amelia could identify the two crystal blue globes even in the darkness of the room.

"Hey," He smiled at her, not fully awake "How was the surgery? It took you a while."

As he asked her a question, Amelia felt his arm being gently thrown around her waist to lazily rest there.

"It was alright," Amelia felt exhaustion start to consume her. She had thought about sleeping in the on call room at the hospital, but she knew she wouldn't be able to. Not tonight. Not after the memories of her late son and the bad dreams she was likely to have. She needed to not be alone, to be with someone. And more than that, she needed that someone to be Owen.

Before Amelia finally gave in to exhaustion, she noticed with a smile that Owen was already fast asleep again. They were hardly touching, except for his arm around her waist. And that was all she needed to completely relax that night.

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Owen woke up the following morning and let his eyes adjust to the few sunlight rays that entered the room. He felt Amelia's presence by his side, snuggling up next to him. During the night, she had rolled over to his side, wrapping one leg around his thigh and involving him with one of her arms.

He took a deep breath, slowly regaining consciousness. His eyes glanced at Amelia's hand resting on his chest. Owen smiled and immediately captured her hand with his, studying it closely. His wife had a tiny hand, with long delicate fingers. It was so small and yet, so powerful. Owen held on to the hand that could perform miracles, gently kissing it before placing it back on his chest. Noticing the gold wedding band on her finger, he smiled widely. He had never given Amelia an engagement ring, because she had proposed to him. But it was past time he took care of that. She deserved everything, and he was determined to give her the world.

Owen turned his head to the side, silently watching her. Amelia slowly opened her eyes, and when she realized he had been staring at her, she greeted him with a teasing smile.

"Hey creeper," She joked, making him laugh.

Owen didn't bother to reply. He leaned in and captured her lips with his. When Amelia willingly welcomed his kiss, his tongue parted her lips and she moaned with the sensual invasion. Owen rolled over to his side, nearly covering her body with his. When he finally broke their kiss, his hand traveled to her hair, digging through the mass of dark brown curls he loved so much.

"I missed you last night," He stated, burying his face on the curve of her neck.

"Ugh, it was such a long day," Amelia confessed, checking the clock on the nightstand. It was nearly 7 am. She usually woke up earlier than him, but she had been so tired that she slept deeply during the entire night. No more waking up terrified of herself anymore, she realized. "You know, there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about."

"Yeah?" Owen answered to let her know he was listening. He couldn't get himself to lift his head to face her. She was too delicious for him to break his touch.

Amelia wrapped both arms around his torso, feeling his weight on her.

"I want to add your name to mine."

Owen was silent for a second, digesting the news. When it finally sunk in, he brought his head up to face her. Amelia noticed the silly smile on his lips and the question stamped in his eyes. Unsurprisingly, she got ahead of him.

"Well, I was thinking about it for quite a while now… You know, I can't replace my last name because at work I'm Dr. Shepherd, and in my career I will alwaysbe Dr. Shepherd. It has a special meaning to me, and we both know it. But when it's just us, when it's you and me, I want us to be a team too."

"Team Hunt?" Owen teased with a smile, making her chuckle.

"Yes!" Amelia confirmed, her eyes shining bright with satisfaction "You are my family now, Owen. I know it sounds silly and overrated and most couples don't do it nowadays, but I've had my share of original and innovative. I don't want to be different anymore. I want to be boring and traditional and completely normal…" Amelia rambled, seeing his smile grow by each word she spoke "I want our kids to have our family name. The same name, for all of us. I want the people in the neighborhood to call me Mrs Hunt when they see our mailbox outside. I want the white picket fence and the good school district. I don't need anything more than the regular stuff. The real stuff. I want to be annoyingly ordinary. With you."

"Our kids?" Owen still couldn't get past the fact she had said that.

"Yes," Amelia confirmed with a smile, seeing the look of utter satisfaction in his eyes "When will you put a baby inside of me?" She asked tenderly, crushing his heart with emotions Owen never knew he was capable of feeling.

Being a father was his biggest dream. And Amelia was willing to make it come true. He didn't remember loving anyone or anything more than he loved her at that moment.

"Right now," He whispered against her lips, feeling her mellow beneath him "I will put a baby inside of you right now."

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Six weeks later, Amelia found out she was pregnant with their first child. When she broke the news to Owen, she could swear he had tears in his eyes.

"Owen?" She tried to bring him back to reality, seeing his state of complete shock. "Babe, I told you I am pregnant. You're going to be a father. Owen!"

Amelia was startled when he left her talking and disappeared into the hallway. Frowning with worry, Amelia was about to follow him to find out what was going on when she bumped into him on her way out of the living room.

"Amelia," Owen said, struggling to find the right words. He had never been good with speeches. They were usually her thing. But she deserved that he at least tried. "I am so, so happy," He held her in his arms and kissed her until they were both breathless. "Here," He said, picking a box from his pocket. Apparently, that had been the reason he had left the room in the middle of the greatest news Amelia ever remembered sharing with anyone "A while ago you said you wanted to be boring with me. But you're not boring, babe," He smiled, unable to hold his tears anymore "You're absolutely incredible and unpredictable and untamable… And I love you," He added, kissing her on the forehead "You asked me to marry you, once again going against tradition. But well, I thought it was time you had some tradition in your life, since you want it so much," Owen laughed, opening the small navy blue velvet box.

Amelia couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the sparkling diamond. She looked up from it to Owen's smile and watched in awe as he slid it on her finger, placing it next to her wedding ring.

"You've given me the greatest gift you could ever give me," Owen said, placing his hand on her belly where their baby was growing "I had this in my drawer for a while, saved for this exact moment. You have no idea how much I've dreamed of this, Amelia. And I want you to know that I will always, always¸ be here for you. For the two of you. This is a promise." He said, pointing to the ring.

Amelia hugged him, feeling his strong arms involve her with ease. She couldn't begin to describe how happy she was. She loved Owen so much it felt her heart would explode inside her chest.

"You are here," She stated. "And we are going to have to a baby. We're gonna be parents, Owen." She still couldn't believe it.

He smiled adoringly at her. This was everything he had ever wanted.

Amelia smiled back, knowing this was just the beginning. Sure, when the thrill of the news was gone, she would probably be scared and imagine the millions of things that could go wrong. She would stress over every detail and lose many nights of sleep worrying about the new baby. Their baby. But deep down inside, she knew everything would work out. Owen was there. He was there, and she could count on him, for everything. He was her family, her best friend, her favorite person.

And now, Amelia finally knew she never had to feel like she was by herself anymore.

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I hope you guys liked it !