Thanks to the Guest that commented and proved me completely and utterly, wrong. I apologize to the anon I ridiculed, definitely MY problem. Truly, the mind does see what it wants. I had looked it up, and I had done my research, but for some reason my brain actually did read Shepherd as Shepard. I honestly do apologize, especially because my tone was harsh. I tend to get too offended by these things...

Anyways, seeing as I can't respond to you privately, I thought I'd do it here. Thank you so much for the rest of your review as well, I'm happy you're enjoying. Amelia and Addison happen to be two of my favorite characters as well, and also, who knows what will happen. ;)

-Sam

My last radiation treatment was today, the week before I'd be cut into and have my brain man handled. I was very, very, scared. Many things could happen to me at the end of that surgery, and I'd been warned about all of the risks. Such as, amnesia, small memory loss, sensory losses, eyesight loss, among other things. My heart was beating rapidly, my eyes looked up at the plastic covering over my head and I took a shaky breath. "What'll happen to my baby, Amy?"

She didn't respond, and I knew that it wasn't a very good sign. "What do you mean?"

I sighed. "During surgery. You said teenaged pregnancies have complications, regardless of surgery."

"Doctor Robbins is an impecible neonatal surgeon. She'll be there the whole time in case something goes wrong."

"So something could go wrong?"

"Royal."

"Sorry." I murmured.

"Don't apologize. No need to be sorry. Just stop worrying, please, it doesn't help anyone. Especially you, babes. You're gonna be okay. And you want to know something else?"

"What?" I asked.

"You're done." She said.

I exhaled slowly. "Oh thank G-d."

The speaker turned off, the table came out, and Amelia began to unscrew the plastic around my head. I ran a hand through my hair, and she began on my stomach. "This was the last time today, Ellie. It's all good things. It's working, and you're going to be okay."

"I'll be okay." I mumbled. "I want this baby...I want this baby to be okay too."

Amelia kissed my forehead. "You'll be okay. That's what matters. Doctor Robbins will make sure the baby gets its best chance."

Best chance.

I nodded slowly, sitting up on the table.

"Do you want to go home?" She asked softly.

"No." I shook my head. "No, I really don't. Can we stay here? Maybe I could go and watch a surgery or two? We can go home later, with Hunt?"

She smiled down at me. "Sounds good, El. C'mon, let's get you changed into clothes again, and I can take you to an amazing surgery."

"What is it?" I asked excitedly as we exited the room.

"Major heart transplant. But the guy? He's organs are mirrored."

I gasped. "That's incredibly rare!"

"Exactly why it's amazing." She laughed.

"I love you, Amy." I said.

"I love you too, kid." She rubbed my back.

I scratched the nape of my neck, we made it back to her office and I was able to take the cringy gown off. Rubber duckies and rainbows decorated it on a purple background. "I hate this gown. So much."

"So don't wear it." She said pointedly, flipping through paperwork.

"I'm trying." I reminded, sticking my black leggings and red t-shirt back on.

Suddenly, her pager went off. "Ah! The surgery is starting."

I grinned and we sped off down to the gallaries. Once we got there almost all the attendings were there, except for Meredith and April.

I sat next to Amelia and next to Jackson. "Did we miss anything?"

"Why are you here?" He raised a brow.

"I'm pre-med, don't give me the whole 'kid' spiel." I said.

"Oh. Sorry, I keep forgetting. You're just so young." He shrugged. "But nah, you guys just made it. Maggie's starting the cut."

I leaned against Amelia and I crossed my legs. "Woah. This is actually amazing."

"Just think about what it feels like to cut into 'em yourself." Arizona said dreamily.

"Don't tempt me." I said.

"What? You gonna jump down there and take the scalpel?" Amelia laughed.

I shrugged, jokingly, "Who knows."

Truthfully, the surgery was incredibly amazing. Maggie did it perfectly, and according to everyone else, the patient was doing just fine. Right about now Amelia, Hunt, and I were in the car driving home.

"Aaand the surgery was just about the best thing in the world!" I was explaining to Hunt, who'd missed it completely.

"Really now?" He laughed. "I was expecting it to be boring."

I ignored his sarcasm. "Seriously...maybe I should be a cardio surgeon."

"This is why you have your entire residency to decide, everyone goes through that phase of, 'wow, I just watched the best surgery, so now I want to be that specialty', that includes me."

"Really?" I asked. "You didn't always want to be a neurosurgeon?"

"Nope." She shook her head.

"Oh cool." I mumbled. "Derek always wanted to be a neurosurgeon...I remember that."

"He was always very ahead of himself." Amelia was so comfortable talking about him, it was amazing, I could never do that.

"Yeah." I nodded my head as I sat back in my seat. "Yeah he was."