Chapter 2:
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"Emma Brooklynn does your mother know you're here?" Were the first words out of a raging Amelia's mouth, leaving Pierce and her colleague off guard.
"Hold on you two know each other?"
"You wanna explain or should I?" Amelia asked with a glare at her niece. Her arms crossed giving the signature 'i will scold you' look all sheperd women had inherited from her grandmother. The look could kill an army.
"Explain what!"
"Dr. Pierce, We haven't formally met. Im Emma Montgomery- Shepherd. We exchanged brief chit chat at my father's funeral but a lot can change in appearance in two years." Emma offered a warm smile to pierce, who still was standing utterly confused before turning to her Aunt. "And Yes my mother knows I'm here, I was in town for a young minds conference and while receiving my award I tripped on stage and plummeted in the table of guests in front of it."
"I heard the story, now let me check your pupils before I yell at you for not telling me you were in town." Amelia lifting the girls eyelid began flashing her light into Emma's eyes to see the reactions. " Well you don't have a concussion."
"I could have told you that," the young shepherd rolled her eyes.
"Emma." Amelia warned with a stern voice. Allowing the other doctors to find it a perfect time to exit the room.
"Emma I'm just going to send this down to the lab and come back and check on you." Maggie pointed at her charts before hustling out of the bed area. Turning to Emma, Amelia looked more concerned now with hurt just slightly visible.
"Emmy why didn't you tell me you were in town?"
Emma stayed silent avoiding eye contact with her estranged aunt. The last time she had stood face to face with Amelia was when Amelia had made her way down to LA to announce her engagement to Hunt. They managed to piss everyone off by then informing everybody they had eloped. Emma was even standing in the room when Addison insisted Amelia group skyped her sisters and mother to inform them. Her grandmother cried more than she had cried at Derek's wedding about the fact she was not there to witness her youngest finally getting her life in tact and on track. Nancy complained about Amelia blocking her family out of her life, Kathleen sat quiet and Lizzy continued to comfort her hysteric mother. Emma stood in the background snickering occasionally, thinking about the comments her father would be making on the situation.
Amelia accepted the silence as an opportunity to sit down next to the bed. They stayed like this until Emma finally cracked under the staring. "I'm here for conference. I'm suppose to leave tomorrow but ditzy intern called mom and now she is on the next flight to seattle. There was no point in telling you I was in town. " Emma readjusting herself up as she continued to talk. "The last thing I wanted was for meredith to know I was here. I didn't want Alex to know either or anybody. and I just wanted to be in and out with in two days."
"Emma you practically grew up around these people. You haven't seen your siblings in who knows how long. You haven't even met Ellis and people are going crazy not knowing how you've been. Hell I've been going crazy."
Emma could only roll her eyes. "Listen, I've been really busy. Between school and colleges and work, I just- I've been busy okay?"
"Since when do you have a job?"
"Since I decided that moping around the house all goddamn day was useless. I needed something to keep my mind off of everything." Emma became defensive, moments later realizing her bitterness. "I'm sorry. It's been stressful lately….. I got a job last summer just after you and owen left LA. Its at this boutique by the practice. Mom and Jake wanted to make sure I was close just incase something happened. You know how protective they are." Emma let out a soft laugh as she kept her eye focused on her hands. Fiddling her thumbs and what not.
Just as Amelia was about to speak her pager went off. Looking at it she cursed to herself standing up and putting her lab coat back on. "When do you leave?" she questioned.
"Whenever my mother wants to leave so who knows," Emma answered quickly as her aunt began to move towards the direction of the trauma.
"If I don't get back before they move you or discharge you go to the OR gallery!" were Amelia's last words before bolting off leaving Emma with her lonesome yet again. She looked around the ER room which was filled with havoc but calmness as usual. The hospital hadn't changed a bit, only the staff. Emma could name practically most of the surgeons at this hospital if she had to but what was even worse was that she could count on two hands the amount of doctors that hadn't been the ones trying to save her life when she was a sick child rather than the many who helped her with her condition.
"I don't know what happened Derek! One moment she was fine the next I walk into the room and she's lying on the ground unconscious!" Addison yelled back at her infuriating husband.
"Well maybe if you kept a closer eye on her you would have been able to see the symptoms Addison!" Derek bickered back.
The muffled screams continues as Emma watched through the window in her hospital room. At six you don't understand why your parents fight all the time or why your father leaves in the middle of the night or why your mother tells you that you're going to live in seattle now.
"Man do they know how to fight." Piped up the lady who was drawing Emma's blood. She had been in here since they had stormed out to have 'grown up talk'. "I don't even live with them and hearing them makes me want to scream."
"They get loud sometimes but I guess they love each other." Emma winced in pain by the needle puncturing through her skin. "What's your name?" the girl asked trying to clench her bear through the pain. Even though her parents were doctors and she wanted to be a doctor, she could not stand needles. She thought they were gross, dangerous, and fascinating all at the same time.
Not lifting her head from focus on extracting the needle the dark haired women spoke, "Cristina. You can call me Cristina." reassured Cristina as she finished drawing the blood.
"No", Emma said causing Cristina to lift her head in shock at the little girl. "What is your doctor name. Mommy and daddy always have told me to approach a doctor by their doctor name."
Rolling her eyes Cristina sighed slapping off her gloves. "Yang. I don't care which one you call me but whatever pleases your parents please go ahead and say whichever.", she grumbled before disposing of her used equipment and gather her things beginning to exit the room.
"Take it easy kid, if they get too loud page a nurse and I'll set em straight. You've got a surgery to worry about not some mid-life marital problems." was the last thing Yang said before leaving the room. As one doctor left two came in. A concerning mother and father.
"Hey buggy." Her father smiled walking over to sit in the bed with her. As he scooted in close to his daughter he reached for the Harry Potter book on the end of the bed, "Ready to read?" he asked cautiously peeking up at Addison who was standing in the doorway looking over her husband and daughter.
Emma nodded and motioned over her mother to sit in the small hospital with them. Together the family of three sat in each other's embrace reading Harry Potter. As Emma had said before to Yang, no matter what, her parents did love each other.
The memories of the hospital weren't the things that had kept her away for so long. It was the thought of the encounters of the people.