Amelia POV

I immediately grabbed onto Owen's hand. I knew whatever Callie was going to say was going to be bad. We started to follow behind her as we speed walked to Pediatrics.
"From what I heard from Robbins and Edwards briefly, uh, Bella was in the daycare and had stood up on the top of that play slide... She lost her balance and fell off the side... The back of her head broke her fall. Edwards said there are a few bleeds that she is going to fix and Robbins is working on her too."

I stopped right in my tracks. There was no way this could possibly be happening to my baby. It was only a week before her first birthday and she was in surgery for multiple brain bleeds. Owen looked horrified and instantly I broke down in tears. It was always the damn brain. My career as a neurosurgeon was starting to haunt me. First my brainless baby, then Derek dying of a brain bleed, and now my sweet baby girl... It was too much. I could not fathom it. Owen wrapped his arm around me and gently urged me forward as we made our way to Pediatrics. We immediately went to the front desk. They hadn't heard anything about Bella so we took a seat in the waiting area. Callie got paged elsewhere; she didn't want to go but we told her we'd let her know as soon as possible when we found out something. I didn't like everyone looking at us in the waiting room so Owen and I made our way to the chapel, sitting in the same row we had when we lit the candles for Jackson and April. Owen looked at me with dark sullen eyes as we sat in the chapel

"Our baby lived for 11, almost 12, months."

Those were my words whenever I had told him about my unicorn baby, but now he was saying it about our daughter. I looked at him and shook my head, giving his hand a squeeze.
"Bella is gonna make it. She's half me and half you. She's strong."

I looked into his eyes trying to be comforting but the sheer panic and fear was clear to both of us. I knew what this was like, after all loss was something too common for me, but for Owen this was new. The possibility of us losing our beautiful daughter broke away at Owen's hard image. He was no longer the tough trauma surgeon; he was a distraught father worried about Bella making it or not. Just then Meredith came rushing in and hurried over to us.

"I came as soon as I could... I'm so sorry this happened."

She sat down beside me and took my hurt hand gently, not bothering to say anything about it this time.

"I know we have our disagreements but you are my sister. I'm always going to be here for you and Owen and Bella too."

Fresh tears welled in my eyes.

"Thank you so much for saying that. And just being here."

"We're family, it's what we do. I tracked your pagers and Robbins knows to find us here."

The three of us sat there as a family impatiently waiting for any news. Thirty long minutes passed and just as I was about to snap Robbins came out towards us. My heart dropped when I saw the expression on her face.

"Just tell me. Don't beat around the bush, we need the facts."

Robbins nodded.

"Bella's brain bleeds were pretty bad. We are doing everything we can to stop them but we hit a rough patch during the surgery. She's losing more blood than she has."

Mere clasped a hand to her chest as my body sagged against Owen. He held me tighter and cleared his throat.

"So what now?"

"She is getting two bags of type specific A positive. We are rushing to get it in her. I promise we are doing everything we can."

"I don't want a promise. Just please help save my daughter." I said quietly.

Robbins nodded and hurried back to the operating room. I was quickly starting to lose it again, no longer the strong one between Owen and I.

"I can't do this. I can't do this again!"

"Amelia calm down, its going to be fine." Owen tried to reassure me but I couldn't focus on him.

"I can't do this Owen! I can't lose anybody else. I can't take it. This always happens!"

I walked over to where I was sitting before and sat down, trying to stop my hands from shaking. Mere again sat beside me and took my hand. "Amelia. Look at me."

I somehow managed to lift my head up.

"Bella will be fine. You taught Edwards everything she knows. There could not be a better person to operate on her. Bella is in excellent hands. She is strong just like her mother and both of you will make it through. Do you hear me?"

I nodded and slowly but surely started to pull myself together. Owen sat on my other side and together the three of us waited. Again. Time dragged on like watching paint dry but finally we were paged to the PICU. In the room right in front of the nurses' station laid our little girl, intubated and with gauze wrapped around her little head. Edwards and Robbins were standing in the room getting her settled.

"She responded well to the blood and all bleeds have stopped. They were all minor so we expect a full recovery. Once the swelling gets to a low enough level, we will wean her off sedation and take out her breathing tube."

"Thank you... Thank you so much."

I gave Edwards a tight hug, relieved to have such a great student.

"No need to thank me. After all, I learned it all from you. We will let you two be alone with her for a bit. Page us 911 if you need anything at all."

We watched them leave while Owen, Meredith, and I all took a seat around her.

"She looks so precious. She is going to be okay, look at how stable her stats are."

Meredith smiled.

"Told you so."

That made all three of us laugh. Everything truly would be okay, even if we had such a close call.