A Change Is Going To Come

Chapter 8

A light was on in the old firehouse. Cristina has left it for Owen. Although it made his heart ache every time he came home and saw a light on, thinking that perhaps the love of his life came back, but it was only a lamp that he forgot to turn off the previous night. The redhead has just finished making dinner. He didn't spend much time there but he could not sell it.

Amelia swung her purse to her shoulder as she inserted the key to the place. The doctor climbed up the stair and found Owen setting up the table. 

"Hey" she smiled. 

"Hi. You're right on time. Dinner is ready."

She threw her jacket on the couch. The chief asked her to move in after overhearing her wanting to move out of her brother's place. His intentions were platonic, there was no way he could get over Yang. Especially when she was the one who fixed him.

They have been getting along well.

"Smells good," she said.

It is was chilly day in Seattle. Amelia just left the firehouse without Owen. It was his morning off and she was better off letting him sleep. The man has not rested well for a long time. 

As she headed towards the hospital, she met her sister-in-law's sister -if she can even call her Meredith's sister- at the coffee stand outside the door. 

"Good morning, Maggie." 

"Oh! Good morning, Dr. Shepherd," she smiled politely. 

Both paid for their hot drink and headed inside. Amelia was never good at small talk but it was already awkward, she thought nothing worse can come from it.

"So, how are you and Meredith going? Still not happy about sisters?" 

"Half-sisters," she correct. "But no... From what I heard from Richard and from what I have seen, she is a good person. I sometimes wished that we were close. Like your relationship with her for example."

Amelia nearly choked on her coffee. "Trust me. You do not want to be that close to her. Don't get me wrong... I love her but she is just so much, you know?"

"Hm. It could be nice though."

"I'm related to the man who married her. I lived with them for a while and ended up moving out because I couldn't deal with being the messenger. Turns out, I still am. There is no escape from the famous Medusa."

"Medusa?" she tilted her head. 

"Once you talk to her a little bit more, you'll understand," Amelia winked and nudged her before turning towards the neurology department. 

Meredith had finished her shift and headed home, ready to crawl into bed and sleep for the short 7 hours she had before she had to return to the hospital once again. She trudged up the stairs feeling as though she could fall asleep standing up. She walked into her bedroom to find Derek in nothing but boxers, hunched over his suitcase that sat on their bed, unpacking.