Love, Amelia

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My first day working at Seattle Grace, I was assigned a patient with a tumour that was growing on the left side of her brain.

She was only nine, younger than most patients I saw, but that made no difference to me. I was going to save her life, come hell or high water.

I'd been standing by the nurses station, flipping through her chart, when she whirled into my sight, instantly changing how I viewed the world.

The first thing I noticed, was that she was wearing heelies, which explained the abrupt entrance. The second thing I noticed, was that she was stunning.

Her eyes were shining the deepest shade of blue, twinkling happily as she smiled, dimples dotting the sides of her mouth. Her hair was curled in ringlets at her shoulders, the shade reminding me of the colour of champagne. She was beautiful, anyone with eyes could tell you that, but there was something about her that I just knew made her different.

As cheesy as it sounds, I couldn't put my finger on what exactly it was.

Never in my life had I been rendered speechless by the way somebody looked; but I'd never seen anyone like her, in my thirty one years of life, I'd never wanted to know somebody so badly.

The way she looked at me made me want to know her name, did she have any nicknames? She looked like the type for a quirky nickname.

"Dr. Shepherd" she smiles, seemingly knowing who I was, even though I didn't know her. All I knew was that I would definitely remember her.

"Yes?" I ask, unsure of who she was, while also wondering why she sought me out.

But I wasn't complaining; she was a sight for sore eyes, and I couldn't get enough.

"I'm Dr. Robbins" she introduces herself, extending one petite hand politely "I'm working with you today, I'll be scrubbing in on Tasha Cook's surgery this afternoon"

I saw that her lab coat had neatly stitched onto the left side Dr. Arizona Robbins, Department Head of Paediatric Surgery.

Arizona. Well, it wasn't a quirky nickname, but it was still quirky.

"I'm Amelia" I say, shaking her hand "Dr. Shepherd is my brother" I joke lightly, and she laughs happily. I notice just how beautiful she looked when she laughed, the way her head leaned back and her lips parted slightly; it were as if I couldn't stop noticing her.

"Arizona" she smiles, and I find myself wondering why on Earth she was named after a state. Nonetheless, it was a gorgeous name, and I liked how unique it was.

A generic, run of the mill name wouldn't have fit someone as stunning as her.

"Like the state?" I joke, before quickly following up with "it's a unique name, I've never heard it before" I didn't want to insult her, if anything that was the last thing I was trying to do.

"I suppose that's a compliment" she says, tilting her head to the side to study me carefully "you're Derek's sister, then? Amy?" She asks inquisitively. Her eyebrow arches slightly with the inquisition, and I see her smirk slightly.

I cringe. "Amelia. Amy is too juvenile"  I explain, and she nods in understanding. Derek and Addie were the only two people who called me Amy, but more often than not Addie opted for Ames.

She looked at me for a moment before speaking, and the whole world faded behind me; she was my focal point, because the way that she was looking at me made me unable to break my attention away from her.

Like a moth to light, I was drawn to her.

"Amelia is a beautiful name" she murmurs, still looking at me in a way that made me squirm "it's very fitting" I don't know how to explain it, and I don't think I ever will, but in that moment she made me feel like I was the only other person in the world; like she'd never seen someone like me in her life.