"It's always been her, hasn't it?" Amelia's voice wavered as she struggled to keep her composure.
"I didn't sleep with her!" Link exclaimed, slurring his words. "I just stayed with her."
"Whenever something goes wrong between us you always go running to Jo. Just get it over with and fuck her already! She'll be all the things I'm not."
"You have no right to be mad. I poured my heart out to you, I've been planning for months on proposing to you. I love you Amelia Shepherd, but your so damn self destructive you're ruining this for the both of us. I've done everything you've wanted this is just one thing I wanted. If anything I should be mad, but I'm being the bigger person."
"You're being the bigger person?" Amelia chuckled in disbelief. "Talk to me again when you're sober."
"Who said I wasn't sober?"
"Please, part of Jo's help sessions always result in the two of you downing a bottle of whiskey, which is an incredibly unhealthy coping mechanism." As she said this she was aggressively packing her clothes in a suitcase.
"Not everyone's a fucking alcoholic. Not everyone has to sit an a room with fucked up strangers complaining about their lives, when they did that to themselves."
"You think I wanted to be snorting oxy off of the reception desk of a medical practice while I'll my friends watched? Or stealing my brothers car and crashing it trying to find drugs? I thought you were different but you're just like Owen." That's the last thing she said before walking into their sons nursery and scooping with up.
"You can't take Scout."
"I can because you're drunk out of your mind, I don't even know why I'm talking to you."
"Where are you going?"
"Don't worry about it." Amelia yelled before slamming the door behind her. She fought to get the baby in his car seat, she couldn't seem to catch a break. She needed to get away, she needed to go back to her original refuge.
"Come on Scout, can we cooperate for mommy?" Amelia begged, fighting off tears as her son kicked and screamed. Despite being a movement baby he hated the car, specifically the car seat since no one could hold him. Eventually the baby was secured, and he quickly fell asleep, as he realized how he exhausted himself after his tantrum. Three hours into the drive Amelia immediately started to regret this, it was a 17 hour drive, and she was doing it alone with a baby who just barely turned one. No, she was doing this, she needed to. She'd be sure to take as many breaks as she needed. This was what needed to be done for her and her sons well-being.
After two hotel visits and countless stops along I-5 S she found herself in LA standing outside her sisters door, but couldn't bring herself to knock. She knew Addison loved her but she couldn't help already feeling the subtle condescension. 'How have you already managed to screw this up?' 'I love you Amy, I do, but isn't this a little extreme?' 'You're clean, right? Because I'll take you back right this minute'
Quickly she turned around to go back to her car to think about her next game plan before a voice stopped her.
"Amy?" Amelia jerked back around to be met with Addison's confused yet comforting smile.
"Umm I'm vaccinated, but I got tested if that makes you more comfortable. I'm negative I-I just needed to get put of Seattle."
"I know the feeling." The older woman chuckled holding the door open wider to allow the two to come in. "Now let me hold my new nephew!" She squealed as she held her arms out for the baby, soaking in his tiny stature. "I miss when Henry was this little."
