Chapter 2:
She had just landed and was walking out the terminal, when she saw the people who were here to pick her up with the helicopter. She wasn't the only one who came to visit someone from the army, the girl she sat next to on the plane was also going to the same camp as Amelia to visit her brother and there were also other passengers waiting by the helicopter. Some were going to the same station as Amelia and Kate, but there were also people going to other places. While she was sitting in the helicopter, she started talking to some of the passengers. She met a guy, who was here to visit his best friend. He told her that he wished he could stay there and fight with the other men, but he had an amputated leg from 3 years ago, when he was also fighting in the war.
"You probably think it's weird, to want to come back even after what happened to my leg."
"Actually, I have a friend named Arizona and she lost her leg in a plane crash. She didn't actually fight in war, but I'm sure that even with her prostate, she would still fight if she had to. I know how you guys from the army think, sort of." She said thinking of Owen. "If it meant you would be able to save your men, you would come back and fight."
When they landed for the third time, it was time for Amelia, Kate and a 50 year old woman, who came to visit her son, to get off. They didn't stop in the camp itself, because it would attract too much attention, they had to take a car to get there first.
When they arrived at the camp, two men were already waiting for Kate and Elizabeth, but she didn't see Owen. It didn't surprise her of course; she hadn't told him she was coming. She just hoped he was OK. Kate hugged her brother and so did Elizabeth and her son. The guy who drove the truck, walked up to Amelia.
"So whom did you come here for again?"
"I came to visit Owen Hunt, a good friend of mine. He didn't know I was coming."
"Just follow me, I know where to find him."
They walked to one of the tents, while Amelia looked around her. It amazed her how peaceful it looked; you wouldn't think a war was going on here. They reached a tent and walked around it, to a big open space. Amelia saw some of the guys running around with a ball; they were playing football. Amelia searched for Owen, but she couldn't find him yet.
"Owen!" Owen looked around at the driver who had called him and his eyes fell on Amelia. When their eyes locked, it was like he could hear beautiful music playing in the background. Shocked he stood there, trying to process the fact that Amelia was actually here. Amelia saw him now too and she smiled like she hadn't in months. She was so relieved he was all right, only now she realized how much she had really missed him. Owen ran towards them and asked:
"Amelia? What are you doing here?"
"I came to visit you."
"I can see that." Owen hugged Amelia and she felt so save here in his arms, she didn't want it to end. The driver walked away, knowing that his job was done here. When Owen pulled away he continued: "Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I never heard from you over the phone?"
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't call you. I was constantly afraid that they would tell me you were dead." Owen felt a pang of guilt, when she said that. He really didn't want her to worry.
The rest of the time she spent there, they talked and laughed and they did a lot of activities with the other visitors. But on times when a group of injured soldiers arrived and Owen had to work, Kate, Elizabeth and Amelia went to visit the cities nearby. She really liked them; Kate was really nice and always made her laugh and Elizabeth was kind and caring. One time Amelia even helped with a head trauma on one of the soldiers. It was hard, because she didn't have the same material as they had in Seattle, but she could manage. She just had to get used to it. On the day before Amelia had to go back to America, Owen and she walked around the camp.
"Why did you come? I thought you would be mad at me?" It was something he wanted to ask her since she first got there. He thought she would never be able to forgive him for leaving. He thought she was mad at him for saying their relationship was a plane crash. That was one of the reasons why he decided to go back to Iraq; he couldn't stay there without being with her, but he also didn't want to be with her, because he was sure he couldn't handle it.
"I could never be mad at you! Especially if you're on the other side of the world fighting in a war."
"But I've been such an ass; breaking up with you, leaving… "
"I know why you said you thought or relationship was a plane crash. You thought we would end in a break up and you were scared that we were both going to get hurt. That was the reason why I said it was a mistake to be together; I was afraid that I couldn't handle losing you, that I would look for comfort in drugs again."
"But why did you come all the way down here?"
"I was worried about you! As much as an ass you are," she said in a playful tone, before turning serious again. "I still care about you. I missed you and I couldn't stop thinking about you."
"Amelia I…"
"You don't have to feel obligated to say you still care about me too. Just because I came all the way down here, doesn't mean you have to change how you feel. I will wait for you, as long as it takes. I will wait for you to come home, to know you're save again, but I don't expect anything from you. I love you. Not seeing you for three months made me realize how much I love you. I missed you so much, it physically hurt."
Owen wanted to say he loved her. He wanted her to know that he had missed her too, that that was the worst part of being here; not being able to see her every day. If it weren't for the men out there fighting for their lives, he would have never came back. But he couldn't tell her, not when he was still in Iraq. Not when he had to say goodbye to her tomorrow and wouldn't be able to see her. He knew that if he said he loved her now, it would hurt even more not to see her every day.
"I have to go pack." Amelia walked away towards her tent to pack her bag, she knew that tomorrow was going to be a ruff day. Even though she'd only been there for a week, she had already gotten used to seeing Owen every day again. And now she didn't have to worry all the time anymore, she didn't want to feel that ever again. But tomorrow she was leaving, and it was going to hurt like hell.
A/N: This was chapter 2, hope you like it. Reviews make my day! =)
