A/N: Hey guys! As always thanks for reading and thank you for your patience. I will try to have more regular updates now that I'm out of school for the summer. Review please!

Amelia

Meredith had somehow convinced Lexie that she was coming into the hospital with us this morning to talk to Bailey. But she was still asleep on my couch when I came downstairs.

Even though I was a doctor, I was still shocked to see her without her prosthetics. She stirred as the last step let out an inevitable creak.

"Oh my God, what time is it? Did I oversleep?"

I chuckled. "Probably for Mer's standards, but I, a humane civilian, like to wait for people even if they're running late. I'll text her and tell her to meet us there."

Lexie let out a sigh of relief. "Okay. I'll be ready in like 15 minutes, us that okay?"

I put my hand on her shoulder once she stood. "Lexie. Relax. I'm like… 99% of the time not going to care about whatever you're worrying about. That's not my style. Alright?"

She sighed again. "Thank you, Amelia. I appreciate everything you've done for me."

"What else am I supposed to do with the newest potential neuro attending?" I smirked.

A bit later, once we made it to the hospital, we met Meredith in the tunnels. Part of the reason Lexie agreed to come was only if no one saw her. Of course, that apparently excluded Derek.

"Lexie…" he said, with tears in his eyes. They embraced for a minute. Mer caught my eye but looked away. She probably felt bad for bringing Derek along, even though I'm sure he would have heard that Lexie was back from her anyway. From what I understand, Derek was always a good big brother to Lexie. Ha. Must be nice.

"Hi, Derek," Lexie said. "How are you doing?"

"How am I? H-how are you?" he chuckled, wrapping his arms around her shoulders again. "Lexie, I'm sorry about Mark…"

"Thank you," she nodded.

"What time is Bailey expecting us?" I asked.

Mer looked at her watch. "Now. Well, we have a minute. Let's take the stairs, there probably won't be anyone over there."

The four of us started to our covert operation.

Kaleigh

"Kay," Nick said, approaching my locker on Monday morning. "How are you?"

I sighed internally. "Nick…"

"I know, I know. I just want to make sure you're okay. So… I'll see you around, alright?"

We shared a smile and for a minute I felt the sudden urge to kiss him. Ugh, hormones. "Yeah. You will see me around."

Jess and I walked to homeroom together, and there were more than a few faces looking at me. Or was I imagining it? But Jess was also being way too nice to me.

"So how was your weekend? We didn't really talk much. Did anything interesting happen?" she was babbling all the way down the hall.

"Um, actually, well…" I saw her eyes light up as I started, and I knew she thought I was falling for her bait. "My… Amelia's brother's wife's half-sister, who was presumed dead, is actually alive."

"What! So that makes her your…" she bobbed her head as she put it all together. "Your aunt-in-law?"

"Is that a thing?" I asked, as we sat down at our desks, which were, to my dismay, right next to each other.

"I think so. Maybe. I don't know. Maybe she's like an aunt once-removed or something. Anyways. Is that it?"

"Is that it? Jeez, Jess, that's a pretty eventful weekend if I do say so myself. I mean, it was so weird, meeting this person and seeing how everyone else reacted to it… I never in a million years dreamed that this would be happening to me."

"Yeah, yeah… I know, it's just… I don't know, what'd you do all weekend?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Are you accusing me of something or are you pissed that we didn't hang out?"

"Neither! Neither, I just… look I don't know how to say this, Kaleigh." We shared a look and I knew she knew what happened.

"Not here," I said through gritted teeth.

"So it's true?" she asked, her eyes swelling with concern.

"I said not here, Jess!" Of course, my outburst had attracted more attention than her whispers about the subject had. "We can talk about it later. Not that I owe you shit."

"Kay…"

I was already standing. "No, Jess, just shut up already. I don't care what bullshit you're about to feed me, we all know the only thing you like better than a dick in your mouth is a new headline of gossip."

I started to storm out of the room as my homeroom teacher started to walk in. "Ms. Lane?"

"Don't worry about her, Mr. Hebert. She's just having some hormonal issues lately," came the voice of Graham Cates, sitting in the front row.

I spun and my heel and punched him squarely in the eye.

Owen

I was in surgery when my pager went off. The scrub nurse, who unfortunately wasn't Bohkee, read out that it was the school.

A thousand thoughts raced through my head, but the realistic part of me said that whatever it was, it wasn't more important than the patient lying open on the table in front of me. I knew that. But it didn't stop me from paging Kepner in from the ER.

"Owen?" she asked, after scrubbing in. In the whole six minutes it had taken her to get here, I had seen an entire movie of awful scenarios playing in the back of my brain. A school shooting. A bomb threat. A car accident in the parking lot.

"I need to get to the school… something with Kaleigh… can you take over? It's just an MCV victim with internal bleeding."

"Absolutely, go ahead."

I called the school back the second I got to my truck.

"Dr. Hunt? Let me transfer you to Vice Principal Folan."

I waited on the line for another minute until I was transferred.

"Dr. Hunt, this is Vice Principal Folan."

"Yes," I answered. "What is going on?" I may have nearly ran a red light as I drove frantically to the school.

"I'm here with Kaleigh. She has punched another student in the face."

I let out a sigh of relief.

"Is something amusing there, Dr. Hunt?"

"No, no, I mean Jesus, I thought she was hurt, or-or… or dead, you know?"

"Dr. Hunt, we're going to need you to come down to the office. I assure you this is a serious matter."

"Of course," I said. "I am already on my way."

I heard what might have been a chuckle on the other end of the line. "Usually parents wait until they know what's going on before taking off from work to get here… Regardless, your wife actually answered before you did so she's also en route."

"Okay, I'll see you shortly."

Amelia

I know it was bad that Kaleigh had decided to punch another kid in the face, but I was cracking myself up with the possibility of what the kid had done to piss her off so much. He – and I knew it was a guy, because I was almost positive she would never punch another girl, but instead get revenge in a sneakier, more inconspicuous way – probably strap snapped her bra, or called one of her friends a slut, or objectified women in one of the millions of ways men do that every day. That wasn't the funny part. The funny part was some stupid jock with fragile masculinity getting punched by Kaleigh, because while Kaleigh had a lot of anger, she didn't have the most muscle definition. And I already knew he 100% deserved it.

Maybe that's part of being a parent, though. Believing your kid was in the right without even hearing the full story. My mother was certainly never like that, but I had friends whose parents thought they were the greatest thing since sliced bread. Of course, those girls usually lacked the discipline later in life to fulfill their own potential, but I didn't like to make broad generalizations.

Owen's truck was parked in the fire lane in front of the school when I got there. I rolled my eyes. I bet he left a patient open on the table and ran to his truck in his scrubs.

I, on the other hand, was talking to Lexie in one of the on-call rooms, updating her on what has happened in neuroscience since she was gone. One of the things she said she enjoyed about working at the clinic was that there was less of a need to constantly read the literature to keep yourself current and up to date. But she was Lexopedia. She was catching on really fast.

I had locked the door behind us, but the handle jiggled. "Amelia? I saw you walk in there a few minutes ago. Perhaps you could… dismount Owen and come do a consult for me? It's just that it's a really great friend of Sofia's and I don't trust anyone nearly as much as you, and Derek is…"

I cleared my throat. "Um… not with Owen," I said, interrupting Arizona.

She tried the handle in. "Then what are you doing? Just unlock the door and I can show you some scans…"

I gestured to Lexie, who had a look of horror on her face. I bulged my eyes. "Make a noise, or something," I whispered.

"Amelia, seriously…"

Lexie let out a groan that was a comically attempt at a sex noise. I had to cover my mouth to keep from having an outburst.

Just then my pager had gone off. I gestured for Lexie to "stay here" as I slipped out of the door, careful to keep Arizona from being able to see into the room behind me.

Arizona looked completely confused. "Wait are you… who… How did you get dressed so fast?" She reached for the door handle once again but I grabbed her arm.

"This person… really doesn't want to be outed," I emphasized. "She… they, I mean, they… don't want anyone to know who they are."

"Amelia are you cheating on Owen?" Arizona asked, with wide eyes.

"No, I… God no."

A look of realization that I could have laughed if I wasn't lying through my teeth crossed her face. "Oh, you guys are… trying something else out, huh?"

"Sure, let's go with that. I can't do a consult right now. Kaleigh's school just paged me. I'll find you when I get back. Don't… please don't mention this."

Arizona winked. "Mention what?"

Kaleigh

Amelia and Owen arrived at the office at the same time, which made me throw my head back in exasperation.

Of course friggin' Graham Cates wasn't in the office with me. No, apparently rude comments that border on sexual harassment don't matter if they come from a baseball player who was well liked by the rest of the faculty.

"Doctors, I'm glad you could make it. Please have a seat."

They sat on either side of me, both of them trying to make eye contact with me, but I had my eyes trained on the ground.

"Kaleigh, would you like to explain what happened now that your parents are here?"

I almost corrected Folan and said that they weren't my parents, but that would just hurt them, and I didn't even believe that. I was just angry and upset.

"Yeah. That stupid prick Graham made a comment about my hormones, like women aren't anything more than a target to make fun of, and I punched him. He deserved it. Just give me the office detention already."

"I think you're overreacting to his comment, Ms. Lane. It wasn't sexually charged-"

"Bullshit," I said, hitting my fist against her desk. Amelia took my hand and uncurled the fist, interlocking my fingers with her own and holding my hand in her lap.

"What was the comment?" she asked.

Folan looked to me. I sighed. "He said that I was having hormonal issues lately, but I know it wasn't just that. He knows what happened this weekend. They all do. Nick fucking told." I looked up to the ceiling, trying to use gravity to keep my tears from falling. I could feel my hand trembling in Amelia's.

Folan shrugged. "And you think that warrants punching him in the face?"

I bit my tongue.

"Hold on a minute. Where's this kid? Grant?"

"Graham," she corrected. "He's been dismissed with a warning."

Owen stood. "Classic. That's just classic."

"Dr. Hunt…"

"No, I don't think you understand!" he yelled.

"Owen, stop it!" Amelia let my hand go to put both of hers on Owen's shoulders.

"I assure you, Dr. Hunt, the entire situation has been explained to me by multiple people."

"No, you don't understand because my daughter… had an abortion this weekend! And this kid is clearly teasing her about that. And you're going to sit here and say that it's not a 'sexually charged' comment? Oh, but I suppose the kid who actually knocked her up hasn't gotten any flack. Perfect, it's just perfect."

Folan only shrugged again. "You have every right to appeal my decision to the school board, but for now, Kaleigh has office detention after school until 6pm."

Walking out of the school, tears streaming down my face, I was convinced that I would have been better off if neither of them had come at all.