Posting this early today because the Grey's Finale is tonight! So excited to watch, but sad it will be over until September. Enjoy!
Amelia sits there, mouth agape, wondering what the hell that was.
Something was about to go down and she was hoping it was Owen. I did not just think that.
She tries to focus, but she was feeling a little lightheaded and she felt like everyone could tell. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair was slightly disheveled as she wheeled the patient up to the OR. She handed off the young woman to Callie and darted back in to her office.
Okay Amelia, breathe. It means nothing. Or does it? Does he have a plan? Should I have a plan? I have got to chill. We're at work. What is he thinking, turning me on like this? Tease.
Amelia decides she was not going to play nice anymore. She whips out her phone and her fingers move feverishly over the keyboard.
A: Is it hot in here? Or is it just you?
She slams the phone down. Oh my god, who am I? What am I, 16?
Her phone buzzes almost too quickly.
O: I'm sorry, who is this and what did you do with Amelia?
She laughed.
A: Good one, Owen. I guess I'm just not myself; you've got me all hot and bothered. You've turned me from Shepherdness to Temptress.
O: My office. 7 minutes.
Well, didn't see that coming. That was way too easy. I was just getting started.
Amelia tried to compose herself again. To hell with composer, she was out the door, rushing towards his office.
"Dr. Shepherd!" Damn it.
"Hi, yes Dr. Edwards, what can I do for you?" Amelia blurted out way too quickly.
"Oh, um" a frazzled Stephanie responded to her fearless leader "That patient from your aneurysm clip is awake and he's complaining of back pain, any suggestions on what to do?"
"Hm, back pain? Do me a favor, page Derek Shepherd and have him review the case"
"O-Okay Dr. Shepherd, will do. Thank you."
Okay 3 minutes.
She ignored her phone buzzing in her pocket and continued to Owen's office. She grasped the doorknob and entered the room.
"Alright Major Hunt, drop and give me twenty!"
"Amelia" he says as he clears his throat.
She looks up and sees Richard Webber standing across from her wide-eyed boyfriend.
Shoving her hands in her pockets and quickly pivoting on her heels, she was out the door before anyone could say anything.
She was officially turned off.