Right Time, Right Place

Part 6

Owen's POV: 

"Sir! Can you hear me?" I open my eyes at the sound of someones voice. I am not dead, I survived. I try to nod my head but the pain is too much.

"Don't try and move, we are going to try and get you out now okay?" I blink my eyes in response since that is all I can do. 

I hear a lot of guys talking outside and they find my phone. I realize someone needs to tell Amelia, I need her there. I open my mouth, "Amelia" I say quietly hoping someone will hear me. One of them looks at me, "Amelia? Is that someone in your phone? Do you want us to call her?" 

"Yes" I say weakly before my eyes start to shut again. I am fighting to keep them open. The last thing I remember is hearing Amelia's voice on the other end of the phone. 

I open my eyes again and see so many of my colleagues around me. April, Callie, Webber, Derek. But where is Amelia? 

Derek notices my eyes open first, "Hunt! Keep those eyes open." I hear Amelia's voice next, "He's awake!" Before I know it she's standing next to me and I try to open up my hand and she takes it. 

"You are gonna be okay Owen. It is okay. Try to stay awake." I try and move my head more but my neck is in a brace. My head is also throbbing. Webber comes towards my face, "Hunt you have a few injuries. Your left arm is broke in a few places, Torres will deal with that, your legs are banged up pretty bad but there is no significant damage. You have a pretty serious concussion and we are going to have to take you up to surgery because you have some internal bleeding. "

After that I am being rushed to the OR and I don't remember anything that happens after that. 

I wake up again in recovery. "Amelia" I say her name hoping she is in here. Immediately I feel someone grab my hand, "Hey I am here. How are you feeling?" 

"Like I have been hit in the head thousands of times." 

She rubs my hand, "Yeah your concussion is very bad. You might be feeling like that for a while. I'm just glad you're okay." She leans down and kisses my cheek. 

Amelia's POV: 

I run my hand through Owen's hair, "You really scared me. You were out cold when they brought you in Owen. When I got the call from the paramedics I legit almost dropped Bailey on the ground." 

Owen looks at me, "All I could think about was that you needed to know." 

I nod, "I am just glad you are okay. I will help you through this. I will stay at your house." 

"You don't need to. I still live with my mom remember. I started looking at apartment's but didn't find one yet." 

I think for a second, I need to take care of him. I love Evelyn to death but he should be with another doctor, right? "No you are staying with me then. Just until you are fully healed." 

Owen is on a lot of pain meds so he's slightly out of it, "Oo we are going to live together." He winks. 

I laugh, "You are ridiculous. Get some rest it will help your head." I lean down and kiss him, "I will be here when you wake up." He closes his eyes and falls asleep. once he has been asleep for a while I walk out and talk to Webber. 

"He has the severe concussion, the broken arm in the cast. He also has a broken ankle so Torres put that in a cast as well. He would normally be fine with crutches but since he has a cast on his arm, he will need a wheelchair instead." He tells me and I nod, "He is so stubborn he is going to hate that. but I will make sure he is careful." 

A few days later...

We talked to Owen's mom and she is fine with Owen staying at my apartment. He is able to leave today.

I walk in with the wheelchair and he shakes his head, "Nope I am not going in a wheelchair."

I sigh, "Owen you have to! You can't walk on a broken ankle, and you can't use crutches because you have one arm in a cast. You are using this chair and there will be no fighting about this." 

He nods, "Alright let's get out of here." Derek walks in to help me get him up. We get him in the chair and I start pushing him out. 

"Do you want something to eat?" I ask him as he is laying on the couch later that night.

He shakes his head, "No I am not hungry, but can you come and lay with me?"

I smile and walk over, "We are supposed to be moving slow Owen." 

"I know, but I almost died and now I am In desperate need of cuddles. It's not like we are having sex, although I definitely would I don't think you would let me." He looks at up and holds his good arm out.

I laugh, "No we aren't having sex when you have a concussion but I will lay with you." I lay down next to him and he wraps his arm around me.

"So sex when my concussion is healed then?" He looks at me seriously. 

"Owen!" I laugh again, "We aren't even technically dating."

"Will you be my girlfriend?" He asks next. 

I smile, "Are you serious?" 

"Yes Amelia, I love you a lot." 

I sit up suddenly. He said it. I haven't heard him say those words in years. He tries to sit up but struggles so I help him. 

He looks at me, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that so early on.  I know we used to say it all the time years ago, but things might be different now. We are supposed to be starting over. " I can tell in his voice he is rather worried and I put my hand on his face. 

"I will be your girlfriend, and I love you too." I have no idea what will happen to us or what we will go through together but I am willing to do whatever it takes to make us work again. My love for him, my feelings are still 100% there and I know his are too. 

A big smile goes across his face and he kisses me passionately. 

I pull back and stand up, "You need to get some actual rest. in a real bed" 

Owen's POV: 

I smirk, "So to the bedroom!" 

Amelia rolls her eyes at me, "Owen we are not having sex. You have a concussion and you had surgery for internal bleeding. Speaking of I am going to need to look at your stitches." She brings the wheel chair over and helps me in it. 

"I just know our first time having sex in 5 years will be great." We both laugh as she takes me to her room. She gets me on the bed. 

"Alright  I am gonna help you take off your shirt." She says to me as she gently starts taking it off. I lean back to let her look at my incisions. 

"They look good" She says as she puts some antibiotics on them and covers them back up. "Do you want a new shirt or do you wanna sleep shirtless? Whichever is more comfortable for you"

"I will go shirtless. The material hurts the incisions a bit. "

She nods as I lay back against the pillow. She gives me a pillow to prop up my leg and my arm. 

"Alright, goodnight call for me if you need anything" She smiles and walks over to the door. 

"Wait Amelia come back here. You are sleeping in here. We are dating now remember."

"Okay I just don't wanna hurt you." She says, I can tell she is nervous. 

I smile a bit, "You can lay here and put your arm around me just avoid my stitches. You won't hurt me." 

She changes and then lays next to me doing exactly how I said. 

"Goodnight Owen." She kisses me and then we both drift off to sleep.