Part 22

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Tuesday October 12th

Amelia's POV:

Owen and I get out of the car and walk into the hospital together. We stop once we get inside and he looks down at me, "So am I allowed to kiss you or are you still upset with me?"

I laugh, "I forgive you for being stupid. Lay it on me." I look up and kiss him then can't help but smile.

"I will see you later. Drink your water! Eat! Don't work too hard!" He walks away down the hallway and I head down to my office. Stephanie is waiting for me outside my door holding a boat load of scans.

"Well good morning Edwards. What do you have?" I unlock my door and we walk in.

"I have a present for you. You can call it a late wedding gift."

I raise my eyebrows as I put on my ID tag, "I'm interested. Continue"

Stephanie hands me scans, "This girl has been told her tumor is inoperable by several surgeons. But I think you can do it."

I look at them and nod, "It's a big one, and it would take a long time cause you have to be very careful. But those are the surgeries I love."

She nods, "But I wasn't sure with you having that pregnancy sickness thing. I could ask the other Dr. Shepherd."

"Edwards! Remember I said this sick thing does not impact my work. We are doing it. Now are you scrubbing in with me or are you too afraid?"

"No I want to scrub in." She say sternly and I nod, "I thought so. Now lets go meet the patient." I walk down with her fighting another wave of nausea. I tell myself to ignore it and we walk into the room, "Hi! I'm Dr. Shepherd. And I am going to take that monster out of your head."

She gasps, "Everyone said its inoperable." I smile and point at myself, "Yes that is because no one has met me."

I hang the scans up and explain the entire procedure to her, "We would be in there for about 6 hours. I would like to schedule it for Friday because the sooner we get in there, the better the results will be."

The patient nods, "Let's do it." I smile, "Great. If you have any more questions my intern dr. Edward's will answer them I need to go check something." I walk out of the room quickly and go into the bathroom. I am starting to get a little dizzy but decide to ignore it and walk back out. I sit down at the desk in the ER and Owen walks over.

"You okay Mel?" He puts his hand on my shoulder. I shake my head, "I hate asking you to do things for me. But can you please get me something to eat. I of course just threw up everything I ate already. I just need to sit here for a few minutes."

He nods, "Yes of course. I will be right back." He brings be back a whole meal and sits down at the desk with me. "Go work Owen. I am fine" He sighs and kisses my cheek but goes back to checking on patients.

Owen's POV:

I walk into the therapists office and shake her hand, "I am Dr. Owen Hunt and I need help."

We sit down and she takes out her notebook. "So what made you realize you needed help Owen?"

This is all very new to me. I have never good at talking about things especially with people I don't know well. I Sigh, "Well my daughter got scared of me the other day. I had pushed a kid against the car door, he was trying to hurt her. I just got so mad."

She nods, "And this isn't the first time you have had outbursts?"

I shake my head, "I have punched walls, people, I yell. Then after It happens I have no clue what i've just done. I get like-like tunnel vision I guess. I don't know if thats the correct term but that is what it feels like."

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