Owen sat against the door of the NICU, crying softly with his head in his hands. He looked up at the incubator that held his two new children, and wished Amelia was there to see them. Every time he closed his eyes he saw her panicked eyes before she passed out, he heard the clash of the shocks against her porcelain skin, and it was like reliving the trauma. She had fought so hard, but now, he wasn't sure what he was going to do. They had gotten her heart rate back up, but she had been down for at least 4 minutes, and no one knew if she would recover from that mentally. Addison forced him to go to the NICU, and she promised she would let him see her once she had her in recovery. He couldn't stand waiting, and his babies had no effect on him, he couldn't think about anything but Amelia. He didn't know how he could raise two kids alone, he needed her. He started pacing, glancing at all of the babies, all of whom had mothers. He prayed to God that his would have one too. Edwards volunteered to stay, and she was stroking Lucy's soft red hair when they heard the door slide open.
"Owen, come with me." Addison said as she stuck her head in the door.
Owen tore his yellow gown off and quickly followed her.
Two hours later
Amelia slowly opened her eyes, she saw the warm colors of her maternity room and she instinctively put her hand on her stomach to find only a small bump, no babies. She turned left to look out the window, and it was pitch black. She turned her head and saw Owen sleeping in the chair next to her. She tried to sit up but felt a sharp pain, she whimpered and slowly lay back down. The bed was only slightly raised, so she couldn't see much. She abruptly had a flashback to what happened just a few hours ago. She remembered being rushed into the OR and falling asleep. Now she was here, and she had no idea if either of her kids were okay, or what had happened when she went to sleep.
"Owen?" She asked, in a scratchy voice that she wasn't expecting.
He quickly sat up and leaned into the bed, carefully grabbing Amelia's hand which was tangled in IVs.
"Amelia, you scared me to death in there, I love you too much. You have to promise me that you will not die before I do. Okay?" Owen cried, burying his head on the side of the bed.
Amelia looked at him, she couldn't believe how broken and stressed he look.
"Owen, what happened?" She asked, confused.
"You almost bled out on the table. You coded and for a while, I didn't think that you were going to come back. But you did, in the last minute, and Addison was able to stop all of the bleeding. Oh, also, we now have twins, a girl and a boy."
Amelia's frown turned to a smile, and she tried to face towards Owen more.
"I did it? They're both alive?" She asked in disbelief.
"Yeah honey, you did it. They're in the NICU, but they're stable and they are the cutest things you've ever seen. They're in the same incubator, and Edwards even got a picture of them holding hands. Well not exactly, but they look very cute together. You are going to love them. Before you yell at me for not watching them, she's still there with them. They're being taken care of. I needed to take care of you first."
A million thoughts were rushing through Amelia's head. She took a deep breath and said,
"Edwards is great, I don't know what I would do without her. Did you call the dog sitter, what about Derek? What time is it?"
"Amy, relax, I have the dogs under control, the sitter dropped them off at Jo and Alex's, Jo said she would take care of them until we got you home from the hospital, something about convincing Alex to get a dog. I called Derek and he'll be in soon. It's 5 in the morning right now; you got out of surgery at 2. Just try to relax and close your eyes, you need to sleep."
"I want to see the babies." She whined, trying to remember what her daughter looked like.
"Amelia, you need to sleep, Arizona said she would bring them in at like 6, once you've slept." Owen said, gently pushing her shoulder.
Knowing Amelia, he didn't think that she would sleep. Of course he was right, she made him raise the bed slowly and once she was propped up, she smiled at Owen.
"Hey, we're parents now." She thought aloud. "We are actually responsible for lives other than ourselves and the dogs."
"Well, we're surgeons, we've been responsible for lives for a long time, or at least I hope so." He laughed quietly.
Amelia rolled her eyes and replied, "We only have one crib, and not nearly enough clothes, and one car seat. Damn it, there's so much to do! I can barely move right now."
"Okay, I can fix that. Tomorrow I will go shopping, I'll take someone with me, and we will get more stuff. We've got this. I took a three week leave from work, and you can take as long as you want. Let's just focus on the fact that we have two healthy kids and you're okay."
"Well I have this huge ugly scar now." Amelia said, lifting her gown to reveal a bunch of bandages and blood. She pulled the wrapping aside to reveal neat stitches below her belly button, the work of Addison."
"Hey, it's a battle scar, I think it looks sexy." Owen whispered, gently kissing the side of her stomach.
As she smiled and swatted him away, they heard a knock on the door. Owen answered to Arizona, and behind her Stephanie, who was wheeling in the babies.
"Hi guys," Owen said as he reached his hand in the incubator and let Lucy grab his finger.
"Oh, they're here!" She exclaimed, clapping.
Arizona brought them over to the side of the bed.
"Listen Amelia, I know that you are excited, but you need to go slowly. You have a huge incision in your abdomen, and if you move too fast, it's not going to be very fun for you. Doctors make the worst patients, but your recovery time will be much faster if you just listen. I'll send you home Monday if you aren't stupid and you don't hurt yourself. Got it?" Arizona asked.
Amelia nodded and sat up slowly. Arizona stuffed two pillows behind her back. Owen had already grabbed Lucy and sat down, settling her carefully into his arms.
"Lucy's doing great, I gave her some formula by mouth and she had no problem at all, I'm thinking that she'll be off of the extra oxygen by Sunday. Amelia, you can try breastfeeding her today if you are up to it. Then she'll be ready to go home, probably by Thursday. You guys are both doctors, you can deal with a preemie."
"Wow." Amelia said. "She looks great."
Owen smiled at the tiny baby; she was no longer than his forearm. She had a tiny pink hat that had little purple polka dots and a white onesie with tiny monkeys on it. She was asleep, and her tiny fist held on tightly to Owen's pinky.
"And for our other little boy here, he's okay, but still needs some more support than his sister. He was only 5 pounds at birth, a lot lighter than his sister. He has an IV giving some meds, and we're feeding through an NG tube because he doesn't quite have the sucking mechanism down yet. I think we're going to try the kangaroo hold, skin to skin, because he needs his mommy right now."
Amelia smiled sleepily as Arizona walked to the incubator and picked him up, holding the baby so that Amelia could see him.
She started to cry again as she saw her son for the first time.
"Oh my God, he's adorable, he looks like me! Hi baby, how are you?" She swooned.
He looked completely different from his sister; with very dark hair like his mother, and Owen's lighter blue eyes, not piercing like Lucy and Amelia's. He was very cute, and almost seemed to smile at Amelia. His arms and legs were all scrunched up, and he fell asleep quickly in Arizona's arms.
She carefully set the baby on Amelia's chest, being mindful of the cords and wires that were attached to both of them. He settled his cheek against Amelia's skin. He had a little blue hat on and was wrapped tightly in a blue blanket. Arizona covered him again with a small yellow blanket, and he stretched his arm out and laid it on his mother's shoulder. Amelia kissed him on the forehead, and let his tiny hand fall on top of her own.
"What time was he born?" She asked.
"November 8th at 12:04 A.M." Arizona answered.
"Wow, so they have separate birthdays. Owen, I guess we were both right, a girl and a boy." Amelia murmured softly.
"Wow, I won't brag too much, we couldn't have guessed that. We need a name for him though." Owen reminded her.
"Do you like Theodore? We could call him Theo for short, Theodore Christopher Hunt, for my dad." She pondered.
"Welcome to the world, Theodore Christopher Hunt." Owen said while he rocked Lucy, who had started to cry.
"She's hungry." Stephanie yawned. "I fed her at 2, but I think she wants more. She's really high maintenance."
"Stephanie, you can go home. Thank you so much for staying, you are the best." Amelia thanked her.
"No problem, you have fun here, I guess I'm going to sleep for a little bit in the on call room, rounds are in an hour, and I'm on Derek's service now."
"Tell him to be nice to you today, and if he's not, I'll handle him." Amelia said.
"Okay Amelia, do you want to try feeding Lucy?" Arizona asked.
"Sure." Amelia replied.
Owen slowly stood up and placed Lucy on the other side of Amelia's chest; Lucy put her arm over her brother's to acknowledge him, and started feeding immediately.
"Wow." Arizona exclaimed. "That took a lot less than I thought it would have. I guess you don't need any help."
Amelia smiled and Owen pulled his chair closer to the bed and grabbed Amelia's hand again, Owen couldn't believe something so wonderful could happen to him, he smiled at Amelia as she did her best to balance two newborns on top of her.
"Here, I'll take a picture." Arizona said, grabbing Owen's phone.
Owen stood up, and put his arm around Amelia the best he could, and Amelia turned Theo around very carefully and Owen picked up Lucy, who was very upset being disturbed from eating. She made a sour face, which made Owen laugh. He put her right up to Amelia's face, and she calmed down once she was against Amelia's soft cheek. Theo opened his gentle blue eyes and gazed up at Owen. Arizona took a few pictures, and showed them to Amelia and Owen. Lucy went back to eating as soon as Owen brought her back down to Amelia's chest.
"Oh God, Theo is sliding down the side of me, and my hair! I look awful." Amelia complained.
"I look worse, look at my eyes, they're practically bloodshot." Owen retorted.
"Oh stop it you two! You just gave birth twice; of course you look like crap. And Owen, you've probably been up for over 24 hours. I'm not expecting much here guys, it's the first family photo, and it's never perfect. Look at the babies, both of their eyes are open, and Theo looks like he's smiling. It's damn pretty good. You're attractive people, and your kids are adorable."
Amelia smiled and Owen brought Lucy back down to Amelia, but Theo was content to sleep on the side of her. She brought her arm around his back, and his tiny little fingers curled and uncurled around a part of Amelia's bunched up hospital gown. With her other free hand, she was stroking Lucy's back in small circles, Owen slipped some tiny socks on her feet, and sat next to Amelia. He had never really been around newborn babies that much, and he was shocked how tiny they were. Amelia was too, she thought about her unicorn baby, how he had been almost three pounds heavier than Theo. She was also surprised with the noises; both of the babies were making tiny noises, either an exhale that was too strong or a small whimper, just experimenting with their brand new world. Owen would pretend to answer them every time, which made Amelia smile.
Derek walked in, followed by Meredith and the kids.
"We thought that you'd want a visit, I had to come see my new niece and nephew! How are you feeling Amy, I heard that you had a rough night."
"My incision site is really sore and since I can't take pain meds…" Her voice trailed off.
"But I'm doing okay; I have quite a few distractions." She said, not once looking up from the babies.
Zola climbed into the bottom of the bed, and inched her way up slowly, trying to hug her aunt.
"Careful Zola, you have to be gentle, Aunt Amy's kind of broken right now."
"Do you want to meet your cousins?" Amelia asked.
Zola shook her head up and down and jumped out of the bed. Owen picked Lucy up off of Amelia and helped her fix her robe. Meredith walked to the other side of the room and set Ellis' car seat on the side of the couch. She helped Amelia sit up more and placed Theo into her arms. Derek sat down and pulled Zola onto his lap, and then Owen handed Lucy to Zola. He squatted next to her, holding Lucy's head, accepting that he was already going to be the over protective parent.
"Wow, she's beautiful Amy. Look at those eyes, they're so blue. It's rare for a newborn to have such distinct eyes. You and Owen make beautiful babies."
Amelia laughed and nodded as Meredith made faces at Theo, who was too busy trying to analyze her face. Meredith couldn't believe how handsome he was, his dark hair and eyes made him look like a carbon copy of his mother. He was absolutely gorgeous, even though Meredith found most newborns too wrinkled and upset to find any cuteness in them.
"These kids are beautiful, I can already tell that they're going to be popular in high school." Meredith said.
Owen shuddered, "They're not even a day old, and I think high school is a little far off."
Derek laughed, "It will be here before you know it man."
"Right, because Zola's already sixteen and is fighting you for a car." Amelia sarcastically replied, shaking her head.
Owen's phone rang, and he answered it quickly,
"Jo, what's up?" He asked.
"The dog bit your leg? Well did you feed him when I told you, he starts nipping if he doesn't get his puppy chow, plus he's teething right now…"
Amelia laughed, kind of feeling guilty for leaving the dogs with someone so inexperienced.
Oh well, she thought. Owen rolled his eyes and kept his hand on Lucy's back, trying to explain dogs to Jo…
After they had been there for about an hour, the kids started getting antsy and Meredith and Derek had to get to work. They said their goodbyes and left, leaving Amelia and Owen with the twins.
"Now what?" Owen said, walking around the room with Lucy in his arms.
"Could I ask you a favor?" She said, giving him the puppy dog eyes.
"I hate these pillows, and my favorite ones are at home, could you..?"
"Ah, say no more my queen, pillows coming up."
Owen put Lucy in the incubator, kissed Amelia and each of the babies, and then he saluted Amelia and left. Amelia sighed and looked at Theo, who was asleep, his tiny cheek smushed against her shoulder. He had some drool going on, but Amelia couldn't have cared less, she had two perfect babies, and a perfect husband.
"That's your daddy, he's very crazy, but we are going to have a very good time with him, I promise." She cooed, kissing him on the top of the head. He took a deep breath, and Amelia listened to his steady breathing until she dozed off, waiting for Owen to return…
After the last episode, I needed something happy, so I wrote this. I know the name is a little bit out there but it's just what I envisioned. There were some great suggestions, and I used one for the middle name. Thanks for reading, the next chapter will be Thanksgiving themed! It will be up by Thursday, I promise!
