The two had been ignoring each other since that night, only saying what was strictly necessary and at times yelling that. It caused all the other doctors to be on edge around them, nobody wanted to be in an OR when they were working together. April decides she's had enough, she's sick of watching them waste what they have, after seeing how good they were together and how happy they make one another she can't stand by and watch as they continue to fall to pieces, not when she knows how incredible it is to be in love with someone and know that they love you back. She'd lost that and it was her single biggest regret and after Amelia had helped her finally come to terms with Samuel and Owen had always been there for her she decided she couldn't sit back and do nothing for any longer, 'Dr. Shepherd, have you got a second?'

'Sure, what's up?'

'I was just wondering if everything is alright? No strike that, everything clearly isn't. What happened? You and Owen were so happy and now you can barely be in the same room as one another,' April realised handling this with kid gloves was never going to make Amelia talk.

'What happened is he showed me what disgusting, misogynistic pig he can be. He thinks that just because I'm carrying his baby that he has control over what I can do and who I can do it with. I am a neurosurgeon, I am more than capable of making decisions regarding my own body and the welfare of my child,' she retorted.

'What? That doesn't sound like Owen at all. Are you sure that's what he meant?' April couldn't believe Owen could act like that, in all the years she'd known him he'd never done anything like that.

'I never realised he was so desperate to have a child that once he got one that would be all he cared about. I'm not some incubator whose only purpose for existence is to carry his offspring,' Amelia continued not wanting to listen to April. She knew it didn't fit with the idea of Owen she had in her head, he'd never said or done anything that would make her think of him like that before, but perhaps she'd been wrong. Maybe she'd been so head over heels for him she'd missed all the signs.

'I've got to say I agree with April here,' neither of them had noticed Meredith approaching. 'I saw him when Cristina was pregnant and he never acted like that once.'

'Of course you'd all take his side. You see him as some sort of trauma god who can do no wrong and what am I? Hurricane Amelia always sweeping through and destroying everything,' she could hear herself becoming more manic.

'Now that just isn't true. Yes Owen is a fantastic surgeon but he's not perfect and no neither are you. I just can't believe he'd ever do something like that,' Meredith tried to placate her.

'I have to go look after my patients,' Amelia finished before brushing past them, leaving confusion and disbelief in her wake.

Meredith couldn't get her head around it, sure she hadn't always agreed with how he treated Cristina but he'd never tried to control her, not like Amelia was suggesting. Knowing Amelia's tendency to be quite dramatic at times she decided to find Owen and see if she could hear a more rational explanation of what had happened. Finding him trying to get some sleep in an on-call room she decided this was more important currently, 'Dr. Grey what are you doing?' he asked as she sat down on the bed he was lying in.

'What happened between the two of you? You were both so happy, she was doing so well and now she's screaming about how you're trying to control her in the middle of the hospital.'

'She what? I'm not trying to control her.'

'So what is going on?'

'I screwed up, I saw her with another man and I couldn't help it. I don't know where any of it came from. I accused her of not looking after our baby properly when I know she'd never even think of doing that,' he admitted.

'OK. You need to sort this. You need to sort this right now. It's affecting both of your work and everyone else at the hospital. Not to mention you're both clearly miserable,' Owen raised a brow at her, not knowing where this sudden show of support was coming from. 'Look, I know we haven't always got along but she needs you and the guy you are with her isn't the same guy you were with Cristina. Neither of us could give her everything she needed so she had to go find it somewhere else and it took me a while to accept that; but you can be what Amelia needs. You've both been through so much and you really don't need me to tell you how little time you really have, so go and make it count.'

All he could do was nod in response, realising he and Meredith had finally reached some sort of understanding.

Having finished her rounds she found herself with nothing to distract her from her feelings towards Owen. Reaching into her pocket she found her phone and bringing up a phone number she never thought she'd call she brought the phone to her ear, 'Hey Conner, it's me…yeah sorry I know it's been a few days, it's been a bit crazy around here…'

Arriving home that evening he finds Amelia cooking some dinner at the oven. Approaching slowly he holds his hands up as she turns to look at him, 'Can we talk? No yelling and screaming at one another, just talk,' he asks, relieved when she nods her head in response. 'I'm sorry, I was worked up from a stressful day and coming home to an empty flat not knowing where you were didn't help. I know it's no excuse but I am sorry.'

'You should be.'

'Amelia, I'm trying here. I didn't ever mean to make you feel like I was trying to control you,' so he'd heard about that she thought to herself. 'I was just tired and scared and took it out on you, I'm sorry.'

'I'm sorry too. I know you didn't mean that I just couldn't figure out where any of it was coming from,' summoning courage she wasn't sure she had she continued, 'I don't know how you're going to react to what I have to say next but in order to keep things honest and open between us I'm telling you that I will be seeing Conner again. I will not be doing anything that will put myself or our baby in danger and you need to trust that. If you have a genuine worry about the man I chose to date then you are free to tell me because you are my friend and I respect what you have to say, but you do not get to tell me what to do. Alright?'

'Alright,' she can see he clearly isn't happy about it but she knows he won't say anything to stop her again unless he has a legitimate concern.