Owen POV

Miranda Bailey had called me early Saturday morning to say that I was finally cleared through both the hospital and the Army to return back to work full time. I could finally fully readjust back to civilian lifestyle. The only thing I didn't like was that it would be less time I could spend with Bella and Amelia. I would start back at work fully on Monday, giving me the weekend off. I was just starting to grill up some trout for breakfast when I got another call. This time it was Callie.

"Hey Torres. What's up?"

"Just got home from work. I was working an overnight. How is Amelia doing today?"

"Uh, fine I think. Why?"

I could hear her start to hesitate on the phone. I had no idea what she was talking about.

"Owen, don't you remember what today is?"

"Saturday the 26th..."

"Hunt, think harder."

Then it clicked.

"Shit. The one year anniversary of Derek's death."

"You got it. "

"Have you talked to Meredith?"

"She has the day off, of course. Actually she and Maggie are taking the kids to the cemetery to see Derek, then they're spending the day riding ferry boats. That was one of his last wishes for their family. Bailey forced Amelia to take the day off too which is why I was seeing if you knew if she was okay. She hasn't answered my calls but Maggie said Amelia was awake when she met Mere at the house."

"I can't believe I forgot... Just everything with being back and getting Bella in my life..."

"It's okay Owen, I won't say anything."

"I'm trying to get her back and I probably screwed it all up. Do you think she knows I forgot? I mean she was just over for dinner last night with the baby and she seemed fine."

My mind started to race and I felt terrible about it. I started turning off the grill, no longer hungry, so I could hurry over to the house.

"I doubt it. I'm sure everything is fine though. Just go check on her and be there for her as much as she will let you. Sofia and I am bringing dinner over later for all of them once I wake up and get her from Arizona. Will I see you there? I'm making enough for plenty of leftovers."

"I'll have to see. I gotta go Callie. Thanks for calling."

I quickly jumped in the shower to get ready, then headed to the dream house that soon would be someone else's since Meredith was moving back to her old house and Amelia and I were going to buy one together. The front door was unlocked when I got there but I could hear stuff being shoved all around. I walked up the stairs, wondering what was going on.

"Amelia? Is everything okay?"

Bella was napping in her bassinet that was randomly placed out in the hall so I pinpointed all of the sound to Amelia's room. Her door was open and she seemed to be frantically in search for something.

"Amelia... What's wrong?"

Her face was hot and wet with tears as she flipped around all kinds of stuff.

"Meredith found old pictures of me and Derek as little kids and she gave them to me at breakfast and I already lost them!"

She yanked open her last dresser drawer, and since she didn't find them there, she collapsed on the ground in full on tears. I quickly moved to pull her into my arms. She clung to me with dear life as she sobbed with every ounce of her body.

"Hey hey hey... It's okay... Just let it out."

She sobbed into my chest.

"I need... oxy..."

My eyes bulged a little. She could not relapse. Not now, not with Bella around now. I pried her from my chest to look at her.

"Amelia, have you relapsed?"

The question made her sob even more.

"No! I just can't... I can't feel this... I don't want to feel this. I want Derek back."

Then it dawned on me she probably had never dealt with a loss in any other way but doing drugs to avoid feeling it. I pulled her back to me, holding her as tight as she was hugging into me.

"Amelia this deep sadness is totally normal. It's normal to grieve. We wouldn't know because you and I run when things get tough. I sign up for a tour in Iraq and you've used drugs to avoid grieving most of your life. We can't run anymore. We have the most beautiful daughter in the world relying on us to do what is right."

"I love her so much..."

"I know you do, and so do I. You don't need oxy to get through this. Just remember why you keep getting out of bed every morning. Gabriella is worth it. So feel this pain. Find a way to grieve Derek but also remember how he would never want you so sad. He was so proud of you. You kicked his ass being head of neuro. Plus you get to be around his wife and most importantly his three children. I know he never met Ellis but he still would have loved her with all that he was, just how he loved you and the rest of his family. Live the life Derek would have wanted for you. And he's always looking over you, never forget that."

Her sobs started to slow as I realized she was crying herself to sleep. I carefully moved us from the floor to her bed and pulled the comforter over her. When her breathing evened out, I knew she was out cold. I replaced my spot with a pillow and quietly got to cleaning up her war-zone of a bedroom. When Bella woke up, I carried her over to the changing table in the corner of the room and there I found the pictures half tucked under the changing pad. When I picked them up, it was hard to not get a lump in my throat. There was only 4 pictures but they were beautiful. One was of Amelia and Derek fishing together. She could not have been older than four. Then there was one of the two of them passed out on the bottom bunk of some bunk bed. On the back in her mom's handwriting said "Amelia and Derek – good big brother fell asleep comforting his baby sister after she had a nightmare". Amelia was probably around six in that picture. The next was at Amelia's high school graduation. Derek had his arm around her and had one of the proudest smiles I had ever seen on him. The last one was the kicker. It was Derek and Amelia with who I assumed was their father. They looked just like him. I set the pictures on the pillow beside her then carried Bella downstairs to let Amelia rest.

An hour or two later, Amelia came down the stairs with her hair pulled back and it seemed like she put on a little makeup. In her hand was the pictures.

"Where did you find them?"

She smiled as she sat beside me on the couch.

"They were tucked under Bella's changing pad."

"Thank you... For finding them. And also thank you for cleaning up my path of destruction."

I gave her hand a quick squeeze. I knew how much those pictures meant to her the second she mentioned them.

"Anytime. Uh, Bella is probably hungry. I checked the fridge to see if there was any you pumped but I didn't know if the bottles were your milk or Meredith's and she hasn't cried so I figured she would be okay until you woke up."

That made Amelia laugh a little bit.

"Meredith's is on the top shelf, mine is on the bottom shelf, just for future references."

"Got it."

"Um, Meredith and the kids should be home around four thirty. Callie wants to bring over dinner with Sofia around five. You're more than welcome to stay if you'd like. We could watch a movie or something."

"A movie?"

"Well, I was going to try to go to Derek's grave today but the picture incident happened and... you know the rest. Plus it probably wouldn't be best that I drove so upset."

"I'll take you. We can stop and get flowers on the way. Poinsettias I guess so that they'll live through the cold until it warms up."

"Really? You'd take me?"

"Amelia, I'm here for you, of course I will. Today is an important day. Let's go see Derek. We can introduce Bella to him"

She smiled so brightly and kissed my cheek.

"Thank you so much Owen."

~Surprise! An update a day early. So, Omelia is working more on trust and support. How soon do you guys think they'll be a couple? Sound off in the reviews and let me know what you think of this chapter!~