You're Mine

chapter 11

Thursday, 29th June:

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"Hey babe, since I am busy over here and you're just watching me do this puzzle, would you mind ordering us a pizza?", James asked his girlfriend, who nodded. They had lived here together for over two weeks now, so he knew he could trust her. He loved her so much. "Here you go, that's the number.", he said, handing her his phone before he went back to his huge puzzle on the floor.

"911, what's your emergency?", a dispatcher asked after the brunette had changed the number and called the police. The neurosurgeon kept watching her boyfriend to make sure he stayed busy.

"Yeah, hi. Shepherd my name, I would like to order a pizza.", Amelia told the person, internally shaking. If he found out what she was doing, he would most likely kill her, too.

"I think you have dialed the wrong number, ma'am.", the dispatcher said about to end the call when she heard the woman deny it and order the family sized version. "Ma'am, are you in danger? If so, order tomatoes!"

"Yes, tomatoes please.", the brunette answered nervously, waiting for another question. Her hands were sweaty, and she was trying hard not to shake. The trauma surgeon, on the other hand, was calmingly working on his puzzle.

"Stay on the phone, we are going to trace its number to where you are, and we'll send a few cops to the location. You will be rescued soon but I need you to talk to me a little longer, so we can figure this out.", the person informed her. "If your kidnapper is in the room with you, order olives!"

"Yeah, olives too please. And bell pepper.", the neurosurgeon replied. "Do you want anything else?", she asked her boyfriend, who looked like he was either thinking about it or figuring out how he'd kill her.

"Ham. Oh, and jalapeños.", James answered, which the dispatcher heard, meaning they knew that the guy was really in the room with her. "Ask them what kinds of cheese they have!"

"Uhm, what kinds of cheese are there to choose from?", Amelia questioned but was told to stay on the phone for just a moment longer. "Well, they are asking the chef.", she let the brunette know.

"What the fuck is taking them so long?", he wondered about two minutes later. "Who's on the phone?", he wanted to know. "Maybe they should hire people who are actually able to do their job.", he complained, not aware that his girlfriend's heart had stopped for a second.

"Yes, Gouda it is. Great. Thank you so much!", the brunette finally ended the call and quickly deleted it from the phone. The next half an hour was kind of a blur for her. Police officers had stormed the house and arrested James.

They had untied her and brought her to the hospital in one of their cars while the one with the trauma surgeon had been driven elsewhere. Two cops guided Amelia through the ER entry, causing her brother to look up from the nurse station.

"AMY!", he shouted and started running towards her. He tightly wrapped his arms around his little sister and stroked the back of her head as they hugged. "I am so happy you're alive!", Derek sniffled. "Let's get you a room and do a checkup.", he decided.

"I'm fine Derek, really.", the neurosurgeon insisted but neither her brother nor April, who he had called into the room to do the checkup, cared. Another half an hour later, the redhead was done.

"Everything looks good. I'll do a few more tests tomorrow.", she announced softly, stroking her colleague's arm before she left. Sadly, Derek had been paged to an OR, meaning Amelia was all alone. But she didn't know that he had texted Owen.

"Oweeeen, you said we would go to the movie theater after your work!", Logan reminded his friend in a loud complaint as they walked to the room that he thought belonged to some random patient.

"I'm sorry I'm not a blockbuster.", his mother apologized, which caused the ten-year-old to actually let go of the trauma surgeon and look into the room. His eyes widened and filled up with tears when he noticed her.

"MAMA!", he screamed happily and ran over to her into her arms. The brunette embraced her boy tightly and kissed his forehead multiple times, so relieved to finally have him back. "I thought you were dead!", he cried.

"No baby, he didn't really hurt me.", Amelia admitted and sighed as she let him climb into bed with her. "I owe you big time. You took care of my biggest treasure while I couldn't, even though I was such a bitch to you.", she addressed Owen, who was still standing in the doorway.

"You're welcome. I had a blast.", the redhead smiled softly, before he decided to give them some privacy and left the room. But something in him made him watch them through the window, not in a James-kind-of-way-though.

"You are in love with her, I can see it in your eyes.", Cristina joined him, catching him off guard. Her ex-husband was about to argue but since he knew that she was in fact right, he closed his mouth again and glanced at the floor. "Just give her some time, Owen. And maybe there's a chance that she will fall for you, too.", she reassured him as they looked at each other and she touched his arm.

Amelia had noticed them standing outside the room right in this moment and felt a little sad at the sight of her boss and his ex-wife staring into each other's eyes like that. But although James had kidnapped her and held her hostage, she was still somewhat in love with her own ex-boyfriend.