For simplicity's sake, there is no Betty in this story. Owen still fosters Leo and Amelia moved in to help him.
Owen
I had just gotten home from a particularly exhausting day of work, I had picked Leo up from daycare and he fell asleep on the car ride home. Once in the garage, I carefully lift the little boy out of his car seat and carry him inside. It was way past bed-time for the 15 month old which I felt bad about. It's hard raising a baby with such a demanding job. That's why Amelia moved in with me a while after I started fostering Leo, to help develop a resemblance to a normal schedule. Amelia starting helping out so much that it just made sense for her to move in. After that, our relationship, well, evolved. It wasn't like we hadn't had any ex-sex before. We were just getting the hang of our whole 'no strings attached' relationship when she told me to go to Teddy in Germany. Which I did. What Teddy did to me in Germany was probably the hardest rejection I've gone through in my life. After the unforgettable night we spent together, she couldn't get over that it was Amelia that sent me there so she kicked me out; barefoot, into the streets of Landstuhl. Needless to say, when I came back from Germany, I tried to put Teddy behind me. As painful as it was, she made it clear that she didn't want me. So now I'm back into something that resembles a relationship with Amelia and we're raising a foster baby together.
On this particular night, I had been in an emergency ex-lap until 9:00 and Amelia was still working the night shift on-call. Poor Leo was half asleep while I got him ready for bed, eyes drooping and slumping in my arms. After I laid him down in his crib and shut off his lights I dragged my own feet to Amelia and I's now shared room and collapsed on the bed. I reach over and grab my laptop to check my email before I fall asleep. Most are typical for the head of trauma surgery, some about departmental meetings, scheduling, but one particular email caught my eye. The subject line was simply "I'm sorry." My curiosity was peaked and so I clicked.
The photo that popped up on my computer was not anything that I was expecting. A baby. A newborn baby. Wrapped one of the blankets that the all hospitals seem to have for new babies with little blue and pink footprints. A hat with a bow almost as big as her face sat atop the baby's little head. Small tufts of strawberry blonde hair stick out from under her hat. Her eyes still not open, fingers curled near her face were stilled wrinkled from the womb. A cute baby by any standard. However it's the words that came after the picture that took my breath away.
"Owen-
I'm sorry. I thought I could do this. Never tell you. Do it all by myself. I thought I was doing fine until she was born. All I can think about every time I look at her tiny little face is her growing up and asking about her father. I should also mention that you're her father Owen-
I can't breath. I'm hyperventilating. I-I have a baby. Another baby. I'm having a full on panic attack. Oh god, I feel faint.
Head between your knees, Major.
I pushed my computer aside and sit on the side of my bed and put my head down between my knees. I try to focus on breathing. My thoughts are a mess. How could she have done this? My best friend? Teddy had a baby? My baby? I have a baby? Yes, Owen, you have a baby. A daughter. I have a daughter. Oh my god.
My next thought is that I need to go to Germany immediately. I need to be there for Teddy and my daughter. What kind of man am I? I left Germany and I never looked back. Oh god, what have I done? Teddy was right. I guess I am terrified of being alone. I came back to Seattle and I started a new family, in record time no doubt. The fight we had in Germany all those months ago is now replaying in my head. I feel sick. I didn't even finish reading the email! I quickly drag my computer back over to my lap and scroll to read the rest of Teddy's message.
-I can barely sleep at night and it's not just because of the crying baby. You've wanted to be a dad your entire life and I'm taking that from you. We have a baby, a baby, Owen, and I didn't tell you. The guilt has been consuming me so I had to tell you. I'm shaking while writing this because I know you. I know you'll be upset with me but I hope with every cell in my body that you'll forgive me. I don't expect anything from you I just know that you needed to know. I don't know how we go from here, but we'll figure it out. We'll figure it out because you love me and I love you.
-Teddy"
A million questions are running through my head. Should I go to Germany? What about Leo an-and Amelia? How do I tell Amelia? Teddy loves me? Teddy loves me. I love Teddy. This can work! But what about that fact that she's living a million miles and time zones away? I can't move Leo to Germany, I haven't even legally adopted him yet. But Leo is my son as much as this baby is my daughter.
I immediately start drafting an email back to Teddy.
"Teddy-
First of all, of course I forgive you. I won't say I wasn't upset or that I didn't have a panic attack at first, but I just wish you had told me sooner. I would have been there for you Teddy, you know that. I'm getting on a flight as soon as I can to come see you and our daughter. She's beautiful, by the way, just like her mother. I can't lie and say this will be easy; there are some complicating factors but I want to work this out. Please though, I want to know some things about our daughter- her name, when was she born, how was your pregnancy, is she all healthy? I want to know everything. I promise I will see you soon,
Owen"
A tear falls from my face as I send the email. I can't believe I have a baby girl. I'm going to fly to Germany and meet her.
Now I just need to figure out what to tell Amelia.
A/N: This is the first fanfic I've ever written so I have no idea how well it reads. I'm sorry if it seems rushed. Basically, I had a dream about this idea and I had to write it out so here it is. If it gets some reviews I'll continue it.