The elevator doors pulled open and Amelia Shepherd stood in the entry way beaming.

"Oh, hey!" She exclaimed, a little surprised to see Owen and I together.

Owen took his hand off my abdomen so fast, like he was afraid of Amelia. I don't even think she noticed. Was he ashamed of me, of our child, now that Amelia was here?

"Hi," I said softly, with a small smile and looked over at Owen who just stared, trying to force a smile after coming out of his trance.

"What's up? Whoa..." Amelia said stepping in and looking over at my patient.

"Just bringing him up to CT. Amelia, we have to talk. All three of us..." Owen jumped right to it.

"Okay? Well, I have to talk to you about something too!" Amelia answered.

I just stood, frozen. The moment Owen and I shared just seconds before could be ruined in an explosion of impending drama that I was actually preparing myself for, for weeks.

"Is everything okay?" Owen and I both asked Amelia.

"Yes, actually," Amelia smiled, "Perfect."

"Okay, let us get him to CT and see where he's at. I'll page you when we're ready to talk." Owen said.

Amelia just nodded and stepped back out of the elevator. Once again Owen and I were alone, shared a nervous look and headed up to CT.

About an hour later, after getting out of CT I was setting up my patient in the CICU. He needed surgery but wasn't stable enough to go in yet, I'd be paged when he's ready.

It was time to talk.

Amelia, Owen and I met up in the Attending's Lounge. The silence was almost gut wrenching, trying to figure out who would speak first.

"So..." Amelia started awkwardly, "What's going on with you two?"

"I-um," I looked over at Owen, and he actually took my hand and squeezed it.

"Teddy and I, we're..., we're going to have a baby." Owen finished for me.

Amelia's eyes widened, but she didn't seem upset. On the contrary really, she smiled.

"Oh, wow!" She replied, with a stunned undertone.

"Yeah," Owen laughed nervously, "Germany."

"Amelia, I'm so sorry. I really didn't want to come between whatever it is you have going on with Owen right now and those kids." I jumped in, slightly panicky.

Owen looked at me a little insulted.

"Teddy don't apologize for our child." He snapped.

"Yeah, no. I mean I'm a little shocked but, a baby is beautiful Teddy. You'll be a wonderful mother." Amelia replied.

I was in shock over her reaction. I honestly could not believe it. I really thought she'd run off, pissed, hurt and confused but her entire reaction was the complete opposite. What was going on, and what did she have to talk to us about?

"Well, we'll talk more about this but Amelia, what did you have to talk to me about?" Owen asked.

"I can go if you want to talk privately, my patient should be ready for surgery soon." I started to get up.

"No, no stay Teddy. You're kind of part of this too, since you've been such a huge help regarding Betty the last few days." Amelia gestured for me to sit back down.

"What about Betty?" Owen inquired.

"Well," Amelia took a breath, "I want to apply to be Betty's official foster mom."

Owen looked stunned. I don't think he ever expected Amelia to get this attached, although she had been the one to take Betty under her wing during her recovery.

"Really?" Owen asked.

"Yeah. This has been a crazy day, crazy last few months really and I know we haven't made anything official or really established anything with us or with the kids but I know this is what I want. She came back, she needs us, she needs...me." Her eyes started to fill with tears. This was really important to her.

"So, if you do this Amelia, you know you're probably going to have to move out of my house..." Owen said carefully.

"I know," she responded coolly, "And I think that's a good idea because you have other things to focus on right now," She looked towards me, "And Leo."

I looked over at Owen, he looked at me and almost on cue the baby began to flutter again. I took that as a sign, maybe this was going to be okay.

After our conversation, which went as smoothly as I it could have been I headed into surgery. I was slightly concerned about being unfocused, the whole day had been a rollercoaster of emotions and I was exhausted. Even though Maggie Pierce and I weren't on the best of terms, she softened up on me a bit when she heard that Owen and Amelia finally knew about the baby. She even finished up the surgery for me so I could leave and get some rest.

As I was scrubbing out, Owen walked in.

"Hey, how'd it go?" He asked, looking through the glass into the OR.

"Great," I replied, "Dr. Pierce is just closing now, he should make a full recovery."

"Good," Owen paused, "Hey, I was thinking, what do you think about staying at my place for a few days? We can talk about stuff, you won't have to be alone in that hotel room anymore. What do you think?" He asked slowly.

I hesitated. I really wasn't sure if I'd be comfortable with that just yet. I had just told him I was pregnant that day, then again I was already in my second trimester and time was flying by, we really did need to figure things out.

"Sure," I said, "As long as you're really comfortable with that."

"Teddy, you're carrying my child. I want to be there, with you, as much as possible." Owen smiled.

That smile. That calm, sweet, reassuring smile that got me every time. He really was going to be such an amazing father. Even if we didn't end up together, I'm glad I'm having this baby with him and I'm glad I finally, finally told him.