You're Mine

chapter 19

Monday, 6th July:

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"Hey, I'm home.", Amelia said when she walked into the house. She knew the kids were asleep, but she wasn't loud enough to wake them. "Work was shitty, so if you're in the mood, I could really use some sex-", she told Owen, entering the kitchen and living room and falling silent upon the sight of her friend with his mother and sister, who stared at her. "Oh, crap."

"Okay, I've known her for one second and it's obvious why you like her.", Megan chuckled, smirking at the embarrassed brunette, that was speechless. "Apparently, my brother didn't tell you about our visit.", she realized. "Well, I'm Megan."

"Hi.", the neurosurgeon greeted the female redhead before she glanced at her boss. "Owen, can I speak to you for a minute?", she asked him, but it wasn't really an option to say no to this. "Why wouldn't you tell me that they are visiting?", she wondered once they had closed the bedroom door behind them.

"Because you wouldn't have been yourself. You would have tried to act differently, and I wanted them to meet the real Amelia. The one I love.", Owen tried to calm her down by touching her arms gently. "You're sweet when you're pouting.", he chuckled.

"I just came in here and asked you for sex. I am glad I said hey first. Do they know what is going on between us?", his colleague wanted to know, embarrassed. "That we are having three kids together without being in a relationship and that we occasionally screw one another?"

"I guess they figured it out after you came home.", the trauma surgeon replied, trying to stifle a laugh. "I mean, I had informed them about us being friends and co-parents. They also know I am in love with you and that I am giving you time, so this won't be a topic. I did leave out the sex-part, but you just made up for that. Also, you briefly met my mom on Friday. She asked for you earlier."

"Ugh, I hate it here.", Amelia complained and pulled him out of the bedroom to follow her back into the kitchen. "Look, this is not the way I usually greet him. Especially not when the kids are still awake. I just had a very annoying day and uhm, this is how we help each other out and get the edge off. Still, I didn't want to shock anyone and I'm sorry if I did."

"Mommy, you here!", Layla beamed as she tiredly walked into the room and rubbed her right eye. She had been coming here for her dad but seeing her mama made her super happy since she hadn't been here to say good night.

"Hi, sweet pea!", the brunette grinned and crouched down in front of her daughter to hug her. "Why are you walking around during sleepy time?", she wondered softly, lifting the child into her arms.

"Me woked up.", the three-year-old informed her about what had happened. "Can you bring me back to bed?", she requested cutely, snuggling into her mom, and resting her chin on her shoulder to close her eyes.

"Of course, let's go.", the neurosurgeon said, kissing her head. Owen just stared at them, absolutely in love with both. When they were gone, he turned back to his family and took his seat from before once more.

"So, she can do both.", Megan pointed out. "She can be super hot but also super sweet.", she shared what she had noticed. "And she can apologize for stuff that she shouldn't be apologizing for, right mom?"

"I like her a lot. And if time is what she needs, then I say she's worth it, honey.", Evelyn told her son. "A little too straightforward sometimes as her entry proved but hell, I am way too old to judge what's sexy these days and what's not."

"Owen, why is there a police car outside?", Amelia asked when she came back. Suddenly, there was knock on the front door. Her friend shrugged and followed her. "Hello?", she greeted the two cops in confusion.

"Ma'am, is this the home of James Peterson?", one of them questioned and she nodded slowly. "Are you his partner?", they wanted to know, causing her to correct them with "ex". "May we come in?"

"If you must. But my kids are sleeping, so please be quiet.", the brunette said, making space for them to walk into the living room. "What's going in? He's already in prison.", she told the police when all of them were back at the table. Megan and Evelyn stayed quiet and just listened. They only knew half of what had happened to Owen's colleague.

"Ma'am, we are so sorry to tell you that Peterson killed himself in his cell today. Here's a letter he wrote for you before he did it and one for a Logan.", the other cop shared but put the envelopes onto the table since she didn't look like she was going to take them.

The neurosurgeon's eyes had become glassy, but she wasn't crying yet. Her breathing was hectic, and she just stared at the man in front of her as if the news would go away if she didn't react.

But eventually, her heart started aching and she sobbed loudly as she began to scream and fell to her knees. Owen was right by her side, kneeling down next to her and wrapping his arms around her shaking body as she cried.

Amelia felt like she couldn't breathe as she continued to cry, held by her boss who was afraid she'd fully end up on the floor if he let go for a second. Her screams woke up all three kids, causing Leo and Layla to cry and Logan just walked into the room in shock.

He didn't know what was going on but embraced his mother as tightly as he could. Evelyn thanked the police for now and guided them to the front door before she took care of the three-year-old girl while her own daughter was doing the same with the baby.

They stayed in this position until the brunette had no tears left to cry inside of her and was just breathing heavily. Her son looked up at his father in worry, not sure what to do and sad to see his mama like that.

"Sweetie, you can climb into my side of the bed tonight, if you want to.", Owen offered, watching the ten-year-old nod. He gently wrapped his arms around his friend to lift her up bridal style and to carry her into the bedroom. "You guys can sleep on the couch if you want. There's enough space if you pull it out. Blankets and pillows are in there as well.", he told his family when they met him in the hallway.