Owen's POV.

Ethan had woken up fine, of course. I never had any doubt that he would, because Amelia is great surgeon, and it was a relatively easy surgery. I wasn't worried about that.

I was, however, worried about her. I didn't know the full details behind her pregnancy, or what all happened, but I do know that carrying a baby to term and delivering it, without ever getting to enjoy the impact that child has on your life... I cannot even imagine that kind of pain.

That, coupled with the fact that she witnessed the murder of her father, and battled with drug addiction... It's a miracle that she's still standing. She's strong. And I love that about her.

After she did all of the necessary examinations on Ethan, and we drove to the trailer, I managed to get her to eat some cold Chinese food. She was in my shirt again, something that made me inexplicably happy, and we were tangled up in bed. We had pillows propping us up, but she sat sideways, with her legs laying over mine. And we just ate in silence for a while. It was comfortable, though. It's been a while since silence has been comfortable.

She turned to me, then, looking up with tear-stained cheeks. "Some date, huh?"

She was laughing, though, so I laughed a little bit too. It wasn't what I was expecting when I envisioned our date, but I can't honestly say that I'm not happy with the way things ended up.

"Okay, so maybe it wasn't what we had in mind, but... I'm happy with this kind of date, too. I like getting to know you, the bad parts and the good parts. And cold Chinese in bed is never a bad idea."

And I wasn't just saying that to make her feel better, honestly. I've loved getting to know her, all of the broken little bits and pieces. And the good stuff, too. She's an amazing doctor, she's smart, she's incredibly funny... What's not to love?

Because yes, I love her. Maybe I wouldn't tell her that, yet, given our current situation. But I would eventually. These past few months I've been thinking about all of the different parts of her personality and her appearance that I love, and then I realized that maybe it wasn't all the parts of her that I loved, it was her as a whole. I loved her.

And I can't help but think that maybe, with the way she's looking at me, she might love me too.

She moved the Chinese takeout boxes to my bedside table, scooted close to me, and kissed me. I knew that sex wasn't on the venue for tonight, and I wasn't expecting anything. But I was happy to just be kissing her. I liked doing that.

"Thank you for... being there for me. You know, I had been feeling like crap all day. And the only person that I could think of, the only person that I wanted to go to... Was you."

I won't pretend that my heart didn't swell at her admission. So much so that the those three little words were aching to come out of my mouth, but I held them in. I didn't want to ruin this moment by making her uncomfortable.

"I'm glad to be of service."

I kissed her forehead then, turned the lights off, and then we snuggled into our usual sleeping position. Funny that after only two nights we developed sides of the bed, and a sleeping position. All of those things scream permanence and longevity. I'm hoping that's what this is.

I woke in the morning to the rain, and the light sound of Amelia's breathing. Two things that I absolutely love waking to. I slipped out of bed to cook some eggs and toast, and brought it in on plate just as she was waking up.

"You know, if you keep cooking me meals in bed, I might not ever get up. Or leave."

"How do you know that's not my plan?"

I kissed her good morning, another favorite of mine, and we shared breakfast. There wasn't much talking involved, just a lot of chewing sounds and scraping of forks, but I was content with the way things were going.

"I have to get into work pretty soon to check on Ethan again, but... Do you wanna, maybe, meet for lunch? I know cafeteria food isn't exactly a romantic restaurant, but we're doctors, so it's a close second."

"Of course. Come by my office when you're ready to eat and we can walk down together."

Her smile at the confirmation of our plans spread a warmth throughout me. This was going to another good day. All days seemed manageable when I had Amelia to look forward to.

"Perfect. Well, I better get going if I'm gonna check on him."

She hopped out of bed and started to brush her hair and teeth, using my comb and the spare toothbrush she used last time. I'm still laying in bed, content to watch her go through her morning routine.

There's something incredibly... alluring about watching her change from my shirt into the clothes she wore last night. Maybe it's just her that's alluring, and therefore everything she does becomes that way, too. As I'm contemplating this, I forget that I've been staring at her. She smiled at me, apparently noticing my obvious staring, and started walking towards me.

"So I'll see you around one, then?"

"Yeah! That's perfect."

Then she bended down to kiss me, a soft, but quick peck on the lips.

"Love you!"

It took about a full minute for us both to realize what she just said. Since we're both awkward and seemingly out of practice, we just stood like idiots.

I noticed the color begin to form on her cheeks. She started to get flustered.

"Oh my god. That's just a habit, I uh- when I leave Derek and Meredith's in the morning we do this round of 'love you's' with the kids and each other and I just- not that I... Oh my god."

"Amelia, relax. I wanted to uh- I almost said it to you last night, actually. I just didn't think you were ready to hear it, and I didn't want to scare you off. But... I love you. So you can take it back or whatever, if you're not ready, but I'm not going to."

She stared at me for a minute, gathering herself, I think. And then smiled. It was another one of those incredible, heart wrenching smiles.

"Yeah? Okay... Well I do really need to go, and I'll see you at one. But... I love you, too."

I had never seen her walk faster, and that alone might have made me nervous, but she was smiling. She's happy. And the fact that I had any part in that makes me incredibly happy.

That was two weeks ago.

A lot has happened since, but for the most part, it's all been good things.

Amelia stays over every chance she gets, though we work a lot of nights. And we have as many meals together as we can manage.

There have been a few hiccups, like getting Meredith and Derek to be completely on board with our relationship. But after an awkward, but weirdly fun, double-date, we've made progress. Amelia and I have officially become the go-to couple to watch Zola and Bailey when they need a little... time together. Which we're totally and completely thrilled about.

But for the most part, we're just enjoying each other. We spend a lot of days just wrapped up in bed, spending a good amount of time having sex, but we talk, too. And I love every minute of it.

I didn't ever envision a life where I would have a healthy relationship. I didn't think it was possible for me to meet someone with as much emotional baggage as me, and even if I did, I didn't think we'd ever make things work. But Amelia and I struggle together, and we work through it together.

It's been the best two weeks of my life. I find that even the mundane things in life are incredible, as long as I get to do them with her. But what can I say?

I'm in love.

END.

I hope you all enjoyed my feeble attempt at making these two incredible characters come to life. Let me know your thoughts, as well as any suggestions you have for the future, and I might just come around again.