Here's the next chapter! I decided to post today because I saw a review that made me so happy. That person asked me to post soon, and I decided to! I want to thank all of you that reviewed, I'm glad that you are enjoying the story. This is a pretty long chapter, so enjoy reading!

The TV played quietly in the background in the otherwise silent room. Meredith lay on the couch, reading a book, while Amelia did her best to sleep. Every few minutes or so she would groan and roll to the other side of the bed. Meredith kept checking her watch, the day care was closing at 9, and it was 8:30. Suddenly, the door swung open, and Stephanie pulled back the curtains to reveal the scene.

"Hi guys!" She said cheerily as she took a seat next to Meredith on the couch. Meredith shushed her and pointed to Amelia who was sleeping.

"How's Amelia?" She whispered, taking a seat next to Meredith.

"Last time Addison was in she was at 6 centimeters. She said probably about another 2 hours before anything happens. She just fell asleep, and I don't want to wake her up."

Meredith glanced at her watch, and a smile crept across her face.

"Are you busy tonight?" Meredith asked Stephanie.

"No, I was just going to go home and …"

"Well, there's been a change of plans. I am going to take my children and go home with my husband, and you can stay here! You and Amelia are tight, right?"

"Um, I guess so, but I don't really know if she wants me to watch her give…"

"Nonsense!" Meredith interrupted. "She would love the support, just until Owen gets here."

"Um, okay." Stephanie reluctantly agreed.

Meredith went over to Amelia, kissed her on the forehead, and walked out, before she left she turned her head and reminded,

"Call me when the baby is born, send pictures! Good luck!"

Stephanie walked over to the couch and sat down. She pulled a book out of her bag and started reading. She heard coughing and looked up to see Amelia looking at her.

"Were you going to say hello?" She smiled.

Stephanie got up and Amelia stuck her arms out for a hug. They hugged, and Amelia moved over and patted the bed. Stephanie sat on the corner.

"Okay, I'm in a lot of pain, so distract me, tell me all about the surgery and what you did. Was Derek a hog? I hope he let you practice, you're getting pretty good."

Stephanie smiled and started telling her.

One hour later

Amelia's legs were dangling off of the bed and she was squeezing Stephanie's hand tightly when Addison walked in.

"Hey guys, how's it going?" Addison asked.

"Fine." Edwards answered sharply; Amelia's grip was cutting off circulation in her hand.

"I just want to do a quick ultrasound and make sure that the baby isn't in a breech position. Can you lay down when the contraction is over?" Addison asked.

Another 30 seconds passed and Amelia lay back, pushing her head against the pillows. She pulled her hospital gown up. Addison set the machine up and ran it over Amelia's stomach.

"Holy crap." Addison blurted out, quickly covering her hand with her mouth.

"What, oh God, does it not have a brain? Please tell me that it has a brain." Amelia said, propping herself up on her elbows.

Addison flashed a smile. "Oh, it has a brain, or should I say, they have brains."

"Good, for a second there I thought, wait what!?" Amelia yelled.

"Ow!" She moaned, sitting up and clenching her teeth.

"Breathe, Amelia, that's it, deep breaths." Addison coached, wiping the gel off of her stomach.

"Twins?" Stephanie asked while Amelia was still going through a contraction.

"Yeah, that's the mystery! Her water broke at 34 weeks because she's carrying twins! They're both in a head first position, so she's good to deliver naturally if she wants."

"Um, hello, I'm right here, literally standing right here." Amelia said as she stood up and pushed her IV cart to the other side of the room.

"Sorry." Addison said.

"How did I not know that I was carrying twins? This is ridiculous. I'm not ready for two kids. Hell, I didn't even think I could handle one." Amelia said, starting to cry.

"Where's Owen, I want Owen." She continued.

"Amelia, honey, hyperventilating is going to put stress on the babies, why don't you lay down." Addison suggested, trying to calm her down.

Amelia continued to sob while Stephanie and Addison walked her back to bed.

"Oh, not again, it hurts! I need to push, there's too much pressure." Amelia twisted in pain.

"Okay, let me see if you're fully dilated. Hang on, 10 centimeters, yes, you're ready to push."

"Owen," Amelia groaned, "Where is he?"

"Amelia, he's busy, I know this is important, but he is saving a life right now, you're going to have to do this with me and Addison, okay?" Stephanie calmly answered.

"Okay." She submissively agreed.

"Now on the next contraction, push as hard as you can, and wait until I tell you to stop."

Stephanie held one leg by the back of the knee and the nurse did the other on the opposite side. Amelia waited a few seconds until she felt another contraction, and then she pushed.

"Okay, good, you can stop when you want."

Amelia moaned, which turned into an extremely long sigh. Stephanie pulled Amelia's hair into a bun, and went back to her post. Stephanie was used to having quiet patients, because they were all asleep when she operated on them. She wasn't used to screaming and crying.

"How much longer?" She frantically asked.

"Well, she's not crowning yet, so I can't say. I'll let you know when I see the head." Addison answered.

"I want drugs, give me something NOW!" Amelia screamed.

She knew it was too late, but she didn't think that she could do it for another hour or so.

"Ams, I can't, it's too late. If I give you anything now, it won't have time to work. Now on the count of three push again, 1-2-3, PUSH!"

Amelia screamed so loud, Stephanie thought that the whole hospital could hear it, she peaked her head past the curtain to make sure that the door was closed.

OR

"I need more access, okay good, the spleen is out, how's the liver going Karev?" Owen asked.

"Almost done, any bleeders left?"

"I'm checking, no we are certainly good. I'm going to start to close the vertical incision, let me know when you're ready to close horizontally." April said.

"Owen, you might make it." Alex said enticingly.

"That really would be a miracle." Owen said.

There had been multiple complications, and they had just finally started to have smooth sailing. The surgery started at two in the afternoon, and it was now 10:30 at night. Suddenly, the monitor stopped beeping.

"Dammit, he's slipping into b-fib. His heart is going to stop if we don't get it out of b-fib. Everyone clear, give me the paddles." Owen yelled as he stepped near the heart and took them from April.

"Charge to 300! Clear!" Owen yelled.

"Nothing." April whispered.

"350 clear!" Owen repeated.

There was no response from the monitor, which continued to scream uncontrollably.

"Grab me a scalpel." Owen said.

April, who was doing chest compressions said, "Oh no, you need to wait for cardio to do that."

She knew exactly what Owen was going to do, a crash thoracotomy. It was an invasive procedure that gave access to the heart within minutes. It was messy and only done in emergencies, but Owen knew that it was the kid's last chance.

"We don't have time to wait, his pericardium is filling with blood, and his heart won't change pattern until I relieve the pressure."

Owen took the scalpel and made a 6 inch incision just below his shoulder. He widened it, and within 45 seconds, was staring at the heart. Blood pooled out from the block up he opened, soaking his scrubs and shoes. The anesthesiologist had 2 bags of blood dripping into the boy's veins at the fastest rate possible. Suddenly the monitor stopped, and resumed the usual beat.

"There, all I did was massage it and it opened right up." Owen announced as he got out of the way for Pierce, who had just burst through the door.

"Nice job Dr. Hunt, you did it just as well as I would have." She joked as she inserted a tube to continue to drain the blood.

"Yeah, he better thank me, he ruined my sneakers." Of course he was joking, but he needed it.

"Go see the miracle of life take place; we've got it from here." Karev said nonchalantly.

Owen calmly went into the scrub room, washed up, and quickly ran to the locker room to put on a new pair of scrubs. Then he ran as quickly as he could to the maternity floor.

Maternity

"Come on Amelia, you've got this keep pushing! Oh my God, I see it. I see the head! Look at the red hair!" Stephanie exclaimed.

"Shut up, if you tell me to push one more time, I'm going to push you out of this room!" Amelia yelled.

Then she looked down at Addison in defeat.

"I can't do this anymore, I'm too tired. I'm just going to wait for Owen to get here."

Amelia was exhausted, her hair was falling in her face, and there was sweat pouring down her forehead. Stephanie and Addison looked at her as if she'd lost her mind.

"Amelia, if you stop, the baby will die because oxygen will be cut off for too long. What will you say when Owen comes in to a sick wife and two dead kids?"

She ignored both of them and started to cry, gripping tightly on the IV that was shooting the desperately needed medicine into her to strengthen her babies' premature lungs. The door creaked open and Amelia turned her head as the curtains were pulled and revealed Owen. He came rushing in and grabbed Amelia's hand. He was still in scrubs and forgot to take his scrub cap off.

"Hi." Amelia panted, leaning her head against the pillow; he cradled her face with his hand, and kissed her on the lips.

"Hi honey, I missed a lot, didn't I?"

"Owen, I can't do this anymore. It hurts too much." Amelia said in a high pitched, panicked tone.

"Amelia, you can do it, you know that. How much longer?" He asked Addison.

"Have a look for yourself." Addison suggested.

Owen walked to the bottom of the bed and quickly exclaimed.

"Oh my God, the hair! It's red!"

Stephanie did her best to stifle a laugh, because Amelia shot her a death stare. Owen walked back to Amelia, took his sneakers off, gently climbed into the bed behind Amelia, and started rubbing her shoulders. With the next contraction she still refused to push, but no one knew why this time.

"Amelia, it's almost over." Addison urged.

Owen applied pressure to Amelia's back which eased the intensity of the contraction; he whispered encouragement into her ear.

"Oh my God, it hurts! It burns!" She cried.

Owen cringed and wiped sweat off of her face with a towel a nurse gave him. Stephanie just kept her mouth shut and watched.

"Okay Amelia, come on, keep going, you've got it!" Addison coached.

"I know I lied before but give me one more and you're done! I promise that this will be worth-it." Addison promised. "Can someone page Dr. Robbins?"

Amelia nodded slightly and took a deep breath. She grabbed both of Owen's hands in a death grip he tried to ignore, cried as she leaned forward, and then laid back against him and exhaled.

A tiny cry filled the room.

"It's a girl, congratulations!" Addison said, lifting the baby onto Amelia's chest. The baby cried as she was quickly wrapped in a blanket and given a tiny striped hat. Amelia looked at the new addition to her family, and she couldn't stop smiling.

"Ok sweetie, I'm right here. Addie, she's crying!"

Amelia's last baby hadn't cried when he was born, she was grateful for the noise. Addison gave her a smile and Amelia brushed tears from her face. Owen reached his hand around and stroked his daughter's soft red hair; she had quite a lot of it.

"Well hello, you are so beautiful, yes you are." He cooed.

"She really is; her hair makes her look just like you." Amelia said, looking back at Owen.

"Born November 7th, 11:21 P.M" Addison added.

"She looks like a Lucy." Owen suggested.

Amelia squinted and carefully moved the baby further up onto her chest.

"Yeah, I think I like it. How about, Lucy Elizabeth Hunt?"

She turned to look at Owen and he kissed her on the lips.

"It's beautiful. I love it."

Owen was elated, he was so happy just looking at his new daughter, something that he'd wanted for as long as he could remember. It was like out of a movie. Then, it seemed to all stop. Amelia grimaced, and gripped his arm with her free hand. She squeezed her eyes shut and inhaled sharply.

"What's going on?" He nervously asked.

Addison and Stephanie glanced at each other skeptically. Stephanie decided to give it a try.

"Well, we recently discovered that the baby actually happens to be babies, as in twins."

Owen cocked his head until it set in, and then he seemed to lean back a little. Addison put an arm around his shoulder to make sure that he didn't fall over.

"Why don't you sit next to Amelia, she's going to need some moral support."

Addison took the baby and gave her to Arizona who briskly walked in. Addison then turned around and walked back to care for Amelia.

"Okay Ams, you have a lot of bleeding, because your uterus isn't contracting correctly anymore. You might feel a little bit lightheaded, but let's just try to get this baby out quickly, okay?"

"Is the baby okay?" Amelia asked, too distracted to focus.

"Yep, she's perfect!" Arizona updated. "Her lungs are a little weak, so I'm going to give her some oxygen; we're going to take a trip to the NICU. She's 6 pounds 3 oz. in case you were wondering. Alright, good luck with the next one!"

"Edwards, go with the baby, Owen, can you stay?"

"Of course, I'm right here honey."

Amelia clenched her teeth as Stephanie nodded and followed Arizona out.

"Okay Amelia, you know the drill. Go easy, hopefully this won't take too long. Could you get me a bag of O-negative for her? Okay Amelia, you're contracting, let's go."

Amelia didn't scream she was incredibly quiet and calm, which was worrying everyone.

"Why is she so quiet now?" Owen asked, holding on to her cold hand.

"Because she's losing too much blood, we're going to have to do a C-section so I can stop it. Call an anesthesiologist to get an epidural in; we have to move fast because the baby's moving quickly. Amelia, whatever you do, don't push." Addison said, ripping off her gloves and gown.

Addison lowered Amelia's legs slowly and threw a blanket over them, and then she helped Owen roll her onto her side so the anesthesiologist could get the needle in. Amelia didn't make a noise, but Owen saw her eyes squeezed tightly shut.

"I'm going to scrub in; I'll meet you guys down there."

Owen nodded and waved her on. The nurses put up the rails on either side of the bed and quickly wheeled Amelia out of the room. Owen ran with them, and he couldn't help thinking that he was usually running alongside a stretcher when his patient was dying, but now it was Amelia. They got into the OR, and Owen ran in and out of the scrub room as fast as he could, he washed his hands as he watched them lift his wife onto the OR table, and he saw Addison talking to Amelia, who had by now lost half of her blood supply. He was thankful Addison was operating. He ran into the room. He sat on a stool near the head of the table and grabbed Amelia's hand.

"Owen, I'm really scared." Amelia said, breathing heavily.

"Amelia, take a deep breath, Addison's got it, and you are going to be fine. You have two babies to take care of; you are going to survive this." He promised, which sounded more like an order.

Her eyes filled with tears, and soon there were too many for Owen to wipe away. She silently cried, looking at the OR that just a few hours ago, she had been in charge of.

"Okay, I'm starting, first incision." Addison stated as she drew the scalpel across Amelia's midsection.

Amelia stared at the ceiling, hoping for it all to be over. She tried to keep her eyes open, but she was very dizzy and fighting sleep. A few minutes later, her eyes closed, and her head fell to the side.

"Amelia!" Owen yelled, shaking her hand.

"Owen, let her go, she's losing a lot of blood, I'm giving her transfusions but it won't really work until after I deliver the baby. Stand up and you can watch me deliver the baby." Addison said.

"I'm watching Amelia, I'm sure that you've got it." Owen answered quietly, trying to fight back tears, something wasn't sitting right with him, and he had a bad feeling about the whole thing.

"Baby's out." Addison said.

Owen listened for a cry but didn't hear anything, suddenly the monitor flat lined, and the only thing that was audible was the long monotonous sound, a tone that Owen knew meant death. Addison quickly handed the baby over to Alex who moved to the other side of the room, and Addison ordered a nurse to start CPR.

"Push 3 of epi, let's get the defibrillators in here stat, can we get more blood into her IV please?" Addison ordered as she started to find bleeders and stop them.

"Charge to 200. Clear." A resident ordered as he shocked Amelia. She curved upwards, but fell back down and made no changes.

"Charge to 250. Push another 2 of epi. Clear." He repeated, shocking her again. There was no response. He looked at Addison with a hopeless gaze.

They heard a cry from the other side of the room, but Owen didn't take his eyes off of Amelia for a second.

"Please don't die, you can't die, I love you too much. I can't raise them by myself, please, come back!"

"Charge to 300. Clear." There was still no answer.

Addison stepped back and looked at Owen with eyes that were too familiar to him.

"Owen, I'm so sorry." She offered.

"Do it again." He said calmly, doing CPR.

"Owen, we can't..."

"Do it AGAIN!" He ordered.

Addison picked up her surgical instrument just in case it was to work. She would be ready to finish the surgery. For the first time in a very long time she prayed.

"Charge to 350. Clear."

Cliffhanger! I haven't written the next chapter yet, so I don't know what I'm going to do. If anyone has name suggestions for the other baby, please review. Can be either sex, I haven't decided yetJ. Thank you so much for reading, and thanks again to those who review. You don't know how much it means to me! Next chapter might be up tomorrow, because I have off from school. We'll see.