You're Mine

chapter 56

"Mommy, I wanna sleep in here.", Layla whined, waking her parents. She had closed the door behind herself and was now waiting to be picked up by her mother, who actually lifted her into the bed a minute later.

"Did you have a nightmare?", Owen worried as his daughter got comfortable in between them, wrapped in her mama's arms, which meant the brunette had to face her boyfriend now. "Do you need something?" There he was again, sweet Owen.

"Cuddles.", the five-year-old mumbled. "I just can't sleep.", she shared tiredly, closing her eyes. Before the redhead turned off the little lamp on his nightstand that he had turned on during her entrance, he glanced at his girlfriend, who couldn't even stand to look at him, which broke his heart.

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Thursday, 7th October:

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"What are you doing here? Don't you have work?", Amelia asked Owen when he came back home after taking the kids to school. She had planned on having a nice morning with Leo and now she had to deal with him.

"I took a day off.", the redhead said, a second later he was laying on the floor, his head bleeding. His girlfriend just stared at his body, holding her baby close to her chest, trying to breathe.

"Did you miss me?", Hugo, a friend of James questioned. They had only met twice. Once in LA and then again when Stella and Tom had kidnapped her. But she had been so hungry and weak that she had forgotten he was still out there. "We have to talk.", he grinned at her, twirling the gun he had hit Owen with around his pointer finger. "Sit down, give me the baby."

"No!", the neurosurgeon replied determined. She was scared to death, but nobody would take her kids from her ever again. The blonde came closer and pointed the gun to Leo's head. Memories of her nightmare were flooding her mind. Just, that the nightmare had become reality. "Owen?", she whimpered, praying for him to be alive. No response.

"You want me to shoot an innocent boy? Sit down!", Hugo repeated firmly and watched his counterpart take a seat on the couch, still hugging her now crying baby, trying to protect him from what was to come. "James is dead because of you. Stella and Tom are in prison.", he shared, ripping the one-year-old out of her shaking arms and lifting him into his playpen. "STAY WHERE YOU ARE!", he ordered.

"DON'T YOU TOUCH MY CHILD!", the brunette yelled at him and stood up again, causing him to forcefully shove her back onto the couch and take her in, glaring at Leo to shut up since his crying annoyed him. But of course, the child didn't get it.

"You still think you're twenty-something, huh?", he acknowledged her summerly dress. "Hot.", he whispered, starting to pull it up, stroking her leg meanwhile. "I've always been jealous of James. There are so many things I wanna do to you!", he informed her, sticking out his tongue to lick her lips instead of kissing her, causing her to freeze upon seeing the bulge in his pants. Amelia closed her eyes and hoped for it to be over quickly.

"Same here and none of them are nice!", Owen meddled. He had secretly pulled his phone out of his pocket to call 911, letting them listen and track the call before he had decided to make his move. "GET OFF MY GIRLFRIEND!", he shouted, wrapping his arm around the blonde's throat to pull him off her. He had easily overpowered the guy since he hadn't expected this. "Babe, don't!"

"It's never going to end if I don't shoot him!", the neurosurgeon cried in agony, pointing the gun that had fallen out of her predator's hands, to his forehead. Her boyfriend had never even thought about the fact that she could be able to commit such a crime but right now, watching her steadily hold the gun, he wasn't so sure anymore that she wouldn't.

"If you kill him, if you murder a person, you will not come back from this.", the trauma surgeon softly tried to reason with her. "You're better than this and the police are on their way. Put the gun down, please.", he begged.

"Dr. Shepherd, we'll take it from here.", one of the two cops that had sneaked into the room, not sure about the current circumstances, slowly let her know. "He's not gonna hurt you anymore. We are arresting him. Put the gun down."

"Oh God!", Amelia sobbed, realizing what she had been about to do and not recognizing herself. She watched the police arrest Hugo and let them take the gun out of her hands. "You've saved me.", she told Owen, allowing him to wrap her in a hug.

"I'm just glad I've been here.", her boyfriend sighed, kissing her head. "Should I call Dr. Brato?", he asked, gently stroking her back before he let her break the embrace to take Leo out of the playpen.

"No, it can wait until tomorrow.", the brunette decided, snuggling with her son to calm him down as she walked back over to the redhead, who stared at her with pity in his eyes. "Can you...could you just stop pitying me and kiss me? I don't want to remember his tongue on my lips. I don't want to think about having been kissed by anyone but you."

"Sure.", Owen shrugged, kissing Leo's head quickly while he cupped his girlfriend's cheeks gently. He comfortingly smiled at her, staring deeply into her eyes. "I love you so much!", he whispered, his lips slowly touching hers. After a second of contact, he deepened the kiss and waited for her to respond to it by kissing him back, which she did with newfound passion.

"Thank you.", the neurosurgeon mumbled after breaking their kiss. "I am going to take a shower now, yeah?", she requested quietly, not wanting to feel Hugo's fingers on her legs anymore.

"Of course.", her boyfriend agreed. "Ames-", he started unsurely when she had almost left the room and turned back around to face him again. "I am so incredibly sorry for what happened between us yesterday.", he felt guilty.

"I know.", Amelia nodded, offering him a small smile. "You're forgiven. Just don't do it again.", she advised. "The thing is, you stopped when I told you to and he wouldn't have if it wasn't for you.", she compared. "And I love you."