Right Time, Right Place

Part 3

Amelia's POV:

Owen and I walk to an on call room and I sit down on the bed. He looks at me hesitantly and decides to sit in the chair instead of beside me on the bed. 

I sigh. "Do you like hate me or something?" I ask him, slightly afraid of the answer. 

He looks up, "Amelia no, of course not. I just figured you had moved on. I didn't want to overstep. Because believe me when I first saw you outside that ambulance all I wanted to do was pick you up and kiss you." 

"For the record, I am not seeing anyone currently. I have in the past over the 5 years but nothing ever really clicked." 

He nods, "I see. Can I sit?" He stands up and gestures to the spot on the bed beside me.

"Of course." I smile a bit. "So how was it over there?"

"Iraq was uhm a lot. I don't really wanna talk about it though Amelia." He looks down at his hands.

"Are you alright?" I put my hand on his shoulder, which causes him too jump. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you."

He sighs, "It's okay, I am a little jumpy lately. I guess I just don't wanna burden you with all of this. This is our first time talking in 5 years. I missed you. But I also don't know if there still even is a way for us to be together. Do you even want to be with me anymore?" 

"Owen. Of course I want to be with you. If you don't want to jump right back into where we left off, we could always start over. We can take things slow. We don't have to move right back in with each other." 

I see his smile for the first time in a long time, "Yeah I'd like that. And we also couldn't live together anyways because I am currently living with my mother." He chuckles slightly and I smile back at him. 

I get serious again and look back at him, "There is one thing though. I need an answer to it before I get too excited about us again." He nods, "What is it?"

"Are you planning on going back for another army tour? Because if you are just going to be gone for another few years I don't know if I can do that" I don't even realizing I am rambling until he interrupts me. 

"Stop rambling. I am not leaving anytime soon that I know of. I could get asked to come back at anytime but I did request some time off. This actually brings me to our next topic of conversation." 

"Which is?" I ask, confused. 

"Well I talked to Richard Webber today. He offered me a job here as a Trauma surgeon. He says I have until Friday to decide, but I of course wanted to check with you first. Do you want be working here?" 

"I mean if we were gonna try to see if us can work again, then I think you being close by would certainly help." I smile at him a bit. 

He smiles, "Great. Sounds like I will be the newest Trauma surgeon here."

I laugh, "So can I call you Major Hunt or Dr. Hunt"

"Hm how about just Owen" 

"Owen it is! Unless we need to be professional then its Dr. Hunt"

Owen's POV: 

I nod, "Yes exactly. And you are Dr. Shepherd, the better one" I smirk. 

Amelia laughs, "Yeah I do not think anyone in this hospital would believe that one. Derek is worshipped here, I am officially The Other Dr. Shepherd. Living in my brothers shadow"

"Well I think you are pretty great Amelia."I smile at her and put my hand on her leg. 

She sighs, "We probably shouldn't kiss right? We are going slow."

I widen my eyes, "Well one won't hurt." I say as I bring her onto my lap. Amelia puts her hand on my face and I smile back at her. I missed this so much. We may have a long road ahead of us and she doesn't even know about my struggles since arriving back home, but for right now I could live In this moment forever. 

I lean into her and we kiss for the first time in 5 years. A rush goes through that I can't even explain. I wrap my arms around her tightly and don't stop. I lay her down on the bed and hover over top of her still kissing her. We don't even hear the door open until we hear a voice. 

"Oh-Oh sorry didn't know there was someone in here. Wait Dr. Shepherd and- Major Hunt!?" Richard Webber voice interrupts us and I jump off of Amelia. 

"Hi sir! You can have the room. We were just uhm leaving." I watch as Amelia jumps up quickly too and straightens her lab coat out. 

"Not so fast. Do you two know each other? Or Is there how you make friends Hunt?"

I clear my throat, "We do know each other. We met in college and we dated the entire way through med school. Then we-uh broke up because I went to serve. And now I just found out she works here." I continue to ramble on but Amelia hits me in the side. 

"I see, well thank you Major Hunt for the complete life story. I am assuming you are going to take the job offer, but is this going to be a problem. You two being under the same roof, making out in the on call rooms?" He asks looking at us seriously. 

Amelia speaks before I can, "No Chief! We can work together. There will be no more making out in the on call rooms. Or anywhere in the hospital. Owen and I - I mean Dr. Hunt and I can be very professional!" She smiles at him. 

Webber laughs a bit, "Alright Shepherd. As for you Hunt, you can pick up your scrubs as early as tomorrow. Welcome aboard." He leaves the room.

I look at Amelia, "Okay so we got a little carried away, it won't happen again." 

She laughs, "It better not! Not only will Chief Webber be mad but Derek will also probably have something to say."

"Well I gotta go, I need to go home to my mom. I will let her know about the new job and everything. But tomorrow do you wanna meet up for coffee in the morning before our shifts?"

"Our first date!" She laughs

"I guess if you wanna call it that. But we still have some stuff to catch up. But I will take your response as a yes." I grab the door for her as we walk out. 

"Of course, I will see you in the morning. Text me" She says before walking down the hall and chatting with an intern. 

I watch her walk away and then head out to the exit of the hospital. I still need to talk to her about the PTSD I have been dealing with. I am so afraid to spring it on her. I can only hope that she will be willing to accept it and if anything, help me through it. I could really use someone in my corner.