So I started writing the second chapter because few people asked for it. I had so much fun writing this one, so any time you want me to continue one of my fics let me know, it reminds me about them and I get new ideas. Hope you like it.
'He is still in love with her' Amelia said this in her head when she was walking into the hospital, when she checked her patient and during the time she was operating and later in her office. She keep saying it to herself, hoping that if those words will be said enough she will get used to it and it won't hurt so much.
She is trying to focus on the paper work in front of her when Owen knocked on the door. She ignored him.
"Amelia are you there? Can I come in?" Owen asked through the door. After a minute of silence he came in.
"Amelia…" he said as he saw her, feeling relive for the first time that evening since she left him and Christina.
"I have too much work to do and I am sure your wife will be happy to spend time with you" Amelia's eyes didn't leave the desk she couldn't look at Owen without letting him see what she really meant.
"She is my ex wife and I don't want to be with her, we broke up long ago" Owen came closer to Amelia.
"I am working, can you leave me alone?" she stubbornly repeated.
"Can you just listen…" Owen was interrupted by the beeping of Amelia's pager.
"I have to go to the ER" Amelia took her lab coat and started walking fast out of her office.
"Ok I will go with you and we can talk" Owen followed her.
"There is nothing to talk about. We are not together or something so I don't have any right to be jealous or any…" Amelia stopped talking when she noticed some of the words she said affected Owen. He was standing in the elevator with a ear to ear smile on his face.
"You are jealous?" Owen teased Amelia, for some reason the thought of jealous Amelia made him feel something warm inside like a prove she really care about him.
"I am not" Amelia denied and looked everywhere but at Owen.
"You are defiantly jealous" Owen laughed.
"Oh yeah? Then you're…" Amelia was saved of finding a good reply because they arrived to the ER. They walked out of the elevator and Amelia went outside to wait to the ambulance, Owen kept following her.
"Dr Hunt, what are you doing here? You aren't on call" Kepner said when she saw Owen.
"I want to be on that one, you mind?" Owen moved his head toward Amelia's direction.
"Oh fine I guess" Kepner turned back into the ER leaving Amelia and Owen standing there alone.
"Are you going to ignore me through the entire night?" Owen asked as he put gloves.
"Night? No" Amelia said and Owen breathed in relive "more like for the entire life".
The ambulance came and a paramedic opened the doors and jumped out "male, 42, conscious and responsive. Trauma to the head and abdominal".
"Ok sir can you tell me your name?" Amelia asked as they brought him in.
"Yes, did you miss the conscious and responsive part, Dr? Please don't call me sir. You are way too beautiful, it's Dave" the man said, his voice deep and with British accent.
"Ok Dave, what happened to you?" Amelia asked laughing.
"The floor opened beneath me and I fell" Dave said.
"The floor? You really hit you head badly" Owen was checking his abdominal injury.
"Glass floor" Dave explained.
"That is dangerous" Amelia laughed as she checked his reflexes.
"Mostly embarrassing" Dave smiled "but it could be a nice story to tell our grandchildren".
"Is it?" Amelia cleaned his cut and Owen stopped working and listened to their conversation.
"How about a private tour to my winery?" Dave offered.
"No I don't drink" Amelia refused.
"Trip to New York for a midnight hotdog?"
"I am from New York, you need to try harder".
"Italian restaurant here in Seattle?"
"I don't think so"
"Coffee in the cafeteria?" Dave asked this time catching Amelia look.
"Well after New York, winery and good restaurant how could I say…" Owen interrupted Amelia.
"Dr Shepherd if you don't mind I would like to have a word with you" Owen didn't wait for answer, he took Amelia's hand and dragged her into the next supply.
"What are you doing?" Amelia released her hand fro his grasp.
"He is flirting with you" Owen was clearly mad.
"So?"
"I don't want him or any one else to flirt with you. I don't want him to invite you to New York or to some restaurant. I want us to be a couple, I want you to be my girlfriend and no one to have the right to invite you anywhere but me" Owen gasped suddenly feeling short of breath.
"Fine" Amelia smiled.
"Fine" repeated and came closer to her, he kissed her. First, the kiss was soft and gentle but fast turned to be passionate and intensive. Amelia's hand found their way under Owen's shirt and Owen's hands were in Amelia's hair messing it completely. After few minutes they stopped, remembering where they are.
No need to say that when they came out all messed out and blushed, Dave didn't ask Amelia out again.
Let me know what you think.
P.S skcofan this is an Omelia fanfic, if you didn't noticed it yet by this chapter ;)