#derek shepherd x sister!reader

[shelbgrey]

Kiss me in the dark(Derek Shepherd)

Paring: Derek Shepherd x Kepner!Reader

Summary: April Kepner's older sister is still a virgin and unlike her sister no one really knows. She shares the same morles as her sister but really she'll only sleep with someone she loves. She loves her boyfriend Derek but hasn't really gotten the chance to do anything until recently.

Warnings: SMUT, no plot just smut, fingering, Praise, gentle sex, loss of virginity, Derek being an absolute sweetheart.

MasterList ML2

As soon as we got into his trailer his lips were on mine, holding my face gently. as the kiss got more heated I felt his hands start to roam my body.

My eyes widened for a second feeling my stomach do flips I placed my hands on his chest and slowly pulled away. he noticed this, and placed a small kiss to my nose.

“we don't have to. only if-”

“shut it” I softly joked, cutting him off as ran my fingers through his perfect hair. My hands slightly shook as they fell to his belt. I kissed his lips trying to cover the fact I was struggling to unbuckel it. He softly pulled away and placed his hands on mine stope me.

He chuckled slightly. “hey, hey, slow down” I looked up at him with puppy eyes. He smiled lovingly and caressed my cheek. “we'll take things slow” he whispered kissing my cheek.

He smiled softly and took my hand and lead me to his bed. I felt so innocent and shy compared to his confident poster.

I stood still for a bit and looked around his tiny trailer. As I looked around a felt him come up behind me and brush my hair to the side. He started leaving soft kisses up and down my neck as his arms wrapped around my waist.

I felt him stop as he noticed my nervous poster. He turned me around softly and held my face in his hands making our eyes lock.

“what's wrong, Sweetheart?” he asked kindly, looking down at me.

“mm' nothing” and it was the truth. I didn't feel uncomfortable, nor felt paranoid or scared, I trusted him completely. I just simply felt shy at that moment, he smiled at and stroked my cheek softly with his thumb.

“your so beautiful...” he whispered as his hands fell to my ass. I stuttered feeling more shy under my boyfriends gaze.

A soft wine left my lips as I felt him pick me up caring me to his bed. he crawled on top of me, laying me down on the bed as he did so. he rubbed small, comforting circles into my hips, letting me know he was there and I could trust him.

I felt his hands settle on my thighs, slightly letting them wander up my shorts, “do you trust me?” he asked softly.

I felt body trembled, but seemingly in the best way possible. My body was practically in flames from his small, teasing touches. I nodded needing more of his touch.

“use your words, or I can't do anything” he said as I got lost in his blue eyes.

“yes..” I whispered and gently played with the dark hairs at the neap of his neck. He thumb stroked my cheek and his head titled to the side rasing and eye brow. “Yes, what Honey?”

I swallowed nervously not knowing how to say nor did I know what he want to here. “I trust you... please touch me Derek”

that was all Derek needed before he snapped, and his lips once again collided with mine. My hands went to his chest and I gasped into the kiss, noticing how much harder than it was than the first. but nonetheless, I was enjoying the hell out of it. especially when I felt his tongue slip past my lips and began to explore every part of my mouth.

He broke the kiss for a swift moment, “if you want me to stop... tell me and i'll do it, okay? i don't want you to be uncomfortable.”

I quickly nodded, not even really processing his words, I just wanted more of him.

He pulled away slightly giving me a serious look “I'm serious y/n” he said softly.

I nodded softly playing with the dark hair at the neep of his neck. “I will...”

My hand fell to his and our fingers laced together. I felt my chest heat up as he leaned down and pressed a delicate kiss on my lips as he placed our laced finger on the bed next to my head.

he started to press light kisses on my neck. I sighed, I had never felt a sensation like this. He bit down lightly and I let out a small whimper at the feeling. he moaned quietly at the sounds that were leaving my lips. He didn't sound disappointed.

“you like that, Baby?” he cooed teasingly in my ear, nibbling a bit on it, causing a shiver to go down my spine. that was all he needed before he continued to work on my neck, leaving small love marks on the smooth flesh.

“Der.. more.. Please” I pleaded, still not really knowing what I needed more of, but I just I needed more of him. he chuckled in my ear, and placed one last kiss on my jaw before gently lifting me up and laying my head on his pillow.

“what do you want more of?” he asked, hovering over me. His blue eyes stared into mine with a smirk.

“I-i don't know... just-more”

It was kinda funny, because I was begging and I truly didn't even know what I wanted. I knew it would make Derek's thoughts go wild, and I could feel his cock harden at the look on his face as he leaned in closer.

“you want me to touch you more?” he asked trailing his hand down to my outer thigh, “want me to make you feel good with my fingers?”

I felt my heart almost exploded from his words, and I felt my panties suddenly dampen.

“please Derek” I shuddered, wrapping my arms around his neck. he smirked and placed a small, but reassuring kiss on my lips.

I felt his fingers gently trailed over my thighs, going down my shorts, the feeling made me whimper. he pinched at the delicate skin, and I sighed out of content as his fingers inched closer and closer to where I needed him the most.

“are you okay?” he asked and placed a delicate kiss on my lips.

“I-it feels good...” I whimpered to him.

“don't worry, baby. gonna make you feel amazing,” he said kissed my neck once more, and his fingers finally found my clothes bundle of nerves, and he pressed down gently.

I let out a gasped at the sensation, my hips instinctively bucking up as I tried for more friction. he began with small circles on my panties, and he had already made me a sounding mess by the time he was attempting to push them aside, and run a finger up my slit.

“I've barely even touched you and you're soaked... what's got my beautiful girl so worked up?”

I blushed at the question making me hide my face in his chest from embarrassment, and he chuckled lightly.

“hey, don't be embarrassed. I think it's adorable.” he smiled lovingly.

he kissed my lips again, his tongue finding its way back into my mouth as my chest heaved from the overwhelming pleasure.

without warning, he slipped one finger in. it made me gasp into the kiss, partly from pain, the other from pleasure. He moaned at the sounds he was pulling from me.

soon enough, he was fucking me relentlessly with his just one finger, and I rocked my hips back and forth, just chasing a build up that I had never even experienced before.

“your being so good Honey, fucking my fingers like this.” he whispered, making a small whimper escaped my lips once again.

he kept going, even at one point, slipping another finger in to stretch me out a bit. I practically screamed at the feeling, the overwhelming sensation almost becoming too much to handle.

“can I take this off?” he asked tugging at his shirt that covered my body.

I nodded and he swiftly pulled the shirt off my body, and beginning to suck on my nipple lightly. He chuckled at the sudden halt in speech, and kissed my breasts soothingly as he felt my pussy clench around his fingers.

“I can feel you clenching around me baby... are you gonna cum for me?" he asked, coming closer to my face. I quickly nodded, the coil in my stomach progressively becoming looser.

“Derek, I'm gonna cum.” I warned him, and he simply hummed at my obliviousness. “Der..” I gasped, a wave of pure pleasure washing over me, sending what felt like electricity through my veins as he fingers went even faster.

“There you go, Baby.” he said softly.

My thighs trembled violently as I came on his fingers, and I had to hide my face in Derek's shoulder to muffle the scream that elicited from my lips.

As I saw stars, Derek kept going, this time focusing on my clit more than anything. those same noises leaving my mouth hadn't stopped, and before I knew it, that same feeling over came me again. I started to rock against his hand as I came, clinching the sheets on his bed.

I felt my whole body shake as Derek took his hand away, and he licked the rest of my release off of his fingers. he hummed as he stared into my eyes.

“you tast so good” I could feel his cock now painfully hard on my thigh, practically pleading to be released.

I smiled quietly as tried to regulate my breathing. I had never had an experience like this before, and I couldn’t believe that I had just lied there and actually enjoyed it

“you alright?” he asked brushing a few pieces of hair out of my face.

I smiled kissing his lips softly. he placed his hands on my cheeks deeping the kiss as he rubbed his hand up and down my hips, I sighed calming down as his touch soothed me. “do you want more? or... are you done for the night?”

Of course I wanted more of his touch, I wanted so much more. I wanted everything I just had, and even more than that if even possible.

I looked up at Derek with puppy eye “more... Please.”

he raised an eyebrow at with a comforting smike, “are you sure?"

I nodded my head threading my fingers through his hair bring him closer, “please Derek."

And with that, he started kissing my shoulders and neck every now and then to calm me down. He could tell that I was nervous about him seeing me in such a vulnerable moment. he slowly slipped my shorts and panties down gently, throwing them off to the side of the bed.

I laid back down, watching as he began to take his own clothes off. when he was finished, he hovered over me again, his hands gently traved my naked skin, drawing small circles into it. I felt his blue eyes scan my whole body and I started blush as I instincly covered my body with his sheets.

“hey, please don't cover up. you’re so beautiful.” I let out a quiet whimper still keeping my body covered up by his dark sheets. Derek looked up giving me a look of permission, slowly peeling the sheet away.

“so beautiful” he said kissing my chest. I trusted and loved Derek. He always made sure I was safe and comfortable. He handled me with care like he had always done.

He smirked, and gently kissed my lips. he began to kiss all over me, sucking and nibbling at certain parts, leaving me to whimper and tremble some more. his hands traveled everywhere, especially when it came to my breasts. he played with them between his fingers, showing extra attention to me nipples as he whispered sweet nothings. I sighed from pleasure and carded my fingers through his dark hair when he kissed them, and began to play with them with his tongue.

suddenly, he leaned up, and took us in for another heated kiss, “I can’t wait to ruin you, baby"

maybe if any other scenario or if he wasn't my loving boyfriend, I would’ve panicked and ran for the hills. but, this time, his words simply made me clench my thighs together. he felt it, and looked over. he let out a low chuckle, and shook his head.

“is that what you want? want me to fuck you?” he asked rubbing my cheek as a smirk was plastered on his face.

I felt nervous for this part, but I couldn’t even be bothered to think on the fact that I was still a virgin. Derek knew it as well and we had the conversation before. And he said wait until I was ready. That's always been the plan and he simply wasn't going to let me freak out, or feel shy or embarrassed.

I nodded my head frantically, and he teasingly rubbed his cock on your swollen clit. I leaned up to kiss him this time, forcing my tongue in his mouth, which baffled him as he continued to rock his hips into mine.

“look at you making demands...” he moved some hair from my face, “damn... you’re so beautiful.”

There was a beat of silence, only the sounds of your heart beating in sinc. “der..”

He hummed in response, locking his blue eyes with mine as I started to stutter under his gaze. “W-will you...um...”

He gave me a comforting look “will I what, sweetheart? say it.”

I blushed and glanced over for a moment, I felt my face burn again, but he grabbed my chin, and forcing our eyes to lock. “say it.”

Ihuffed, growing more needier and needier by the second, “Derek please.... Fuck me”

that’s when he kissed me again, but this time, it felt... different. it didn’t feel as if he was just trying to fuck me. It was like his normal loving kisses. Like the first kiss we ever shared. he simply just wanted a kiss. A kiss that says he loves me.

he aligned himself with me and looked up at me with reassurance in his eyes. “are you sure?”

I quickly nodded, “yes, please.” I shot him a loving smile, despite the very thing that was about to happen. but, I felt my smile suddenly faltered when a small thought popped into my head.

He must have noticed the shift on my face, and stopped automatically with a concerned look. “what's wrong Honey?” he asked stroking my cheek.

“does-will it hurt?” I asked softly. he softly smile,as my voice was just so fragile and curious. but, he leaned down and softy kissed my forehead,

“just for a few moments, but if it’s too much... you can let me know and i’ll stop, alright?”

I couldn’t help but to smile back at him lovingly, as his voice was so gentle and hypnotic. “okay...”

And with that, he aligned himself one more time, and his hand moved to my hip down as he slowly slid his tip inside. that burning sensation started, the one that ginny had described. and for a moment, I thought I wouldn’t be able to handle it. a small hiss feel from my lips at the intrusion, and Derek caressed your cheek as held on to his arms.

“s-slow at first... please?” he looked at me with a reassuring smile.

Derek chuckled, “that was my plan.” he kissed my forehead softly. “I'll be as gentle as possible”

He began to dig his hips deeper, his cock making its way slowly more into me. I whimpered with every movement, but Derek was there whispering soft praises and reassurances in my ear.

“tell me how good it feels, darling.”

“so good... Fuck, Derek...”

And at one point, a string of curses even left my mouth, leaving Derek a groaning mess, as my shyness and innocence was slowly dying out underneath him.

“never knew such a innocent girl like you could say such nasty things...” he whispered, kissing my neck, sucking on it a bit.

Finally, that now familiar burning in my stomach took over, and I started squirming underneath him as I  unraveled in his arms. a loud scream left my lips, and Derek started planting open mouthed kiss to muffle the noises.

“God you look so gorgeous when you cum...” he groaned.

with just a few more thrust, Derek pulled out, cumming all over my stomach.

he rested his head on my chest few moments catching his breath as I mindlessly played with the damp strands of his hair. he placed a few kisses around my Breasts then up to my face, and slowly got up. he picked up my panties off of the floor, and leaned me up to put them back on.

“Let's get you cleaned up sweetheart” he said slipping his boxers back on.

I obliged by getting up. but, I underestimated everything for a moment, as you my aches, as well as my whole entire lower body. I tumbled and Derek caught me before I hit the ground. “I got you” he whispered.

He quickly scooped me into his arms, and carried me into the bathroom. He ran a hot bath and got one of his t-shirts to sleep. He gently lowered me into the bathtub then situated his body behind mine. “you did so good for me, Baby” he said softly, kissing my neck.

I leaned my back into his chest, as I tried to keep my eyes open. Derek gently kissed my cheek and continued to clean me up. “just relax, I got you” he whispered.

After he massaged the aches away and got me changed he gently picked me up in his arms once again caring me to his bed that now had fresh sheets.

“I wasn't too rough was I, Honey?” he asked as I cuddles to his chest. I looked up and smiled dispute my burning cheeks. “it was amazing” I whispered right before falling asleep in his arms.

[thewritingofamadwoman]

Should I Stay, or Should I Go?

Happy Monday! I hope I did this request justice, tried to keep it light with a bit of angst. Not sure where I want these two to end up but let me know what you think!

Requested by the lovely @caseyandsloan

Pairing: Mark Sloan x Fem!Reader (gave her a name but no descriptions used)

Warnings: A bit of Angst, Mark being Mark.

“Annalise, wait-“

I rolled my eyes at the sound of the familiar voice trailing behind me.

“Don’t you dare ‘Annalise’ me. It’s DOCTOR Grey to you, Doctor Sloan. I have no interest in speaking to you so please go whore yourself to any other attending,”

I continue walking until I reach the nursing bay, pulling out one of my patient’s charts and looking into their case. Mark stood in front of me, and gave me an apologetic smile.

“Fine, “Doctor” Grey, can you please just hear me out. I came to Seattle to find you, to apologize. I want to be part of your life again. What I did was a mistake, but you have to know that I never stopped loving you,” he pleaded, his eyes begging me to believe him.

My heart wavered, feeling a million and one emotions in a span of a few seconds. Our life together flashed before my eyes; our first date, our time during medical school together with our friends, being best man and maid of honor at Derek and Addison’s wedding, finding out we were pregnant. The last memory to cross my mind however, was the scene I walked into back in New York. The way he and my ex-best friend Addison Montgomery, were in bed together. My gaze immediately hardened once more.

“Here’s what you’re NOT going to do, Mark. You’re not going to show up to my place of work and bat your baby blue eyes at me in hopes of me taking you back. You ripped my heart into *shreads* Mark. I loved you. Part of me still does. But you don’t get to prey on that minuscule part of me. Not anymore. Now get the hell out of my sight before I call security,” I could feel my eyes water as I glared at him, the hurt fueling my heart.

Before Mark could say anything else, I heard a voice I’d never been more thankful speaking up from behind me.

“Is everything alright, Annalise?” I turned to find Miranda Bailey staring at me with her arms crossed, turning her head to shoot daggers at Mark. My sister, Meredith, was standing beside her along with the rest of the interns, looking on.

“Everything’s fine Miranda, thank you. Come on Meredith, I think you and Yang on my service today,” I walked forward, hearing my sister’s sneakers trail behind me. Rounding the corner I paused against the nearest wall and let out a deep breath. Meredith came to a short stop behind me.

“So…who was that?”

I scoffed humorlessly. “That, Mer, was Mark Sloan,”

“Wait. THE Mark Sloan? The guy who slept with your best friend? Derek’s best friend?Jolie’s father? THAT Mark Sloan?” Meredith’s eyes widened comically and both she and Christina looked back down the hall, as if trying to catch a glimpse of the man in question.

“Yup. The one and only jackass,” I huffed. I took a deep breath, put on my game face, and pushed off the wall. Mark Sloan had taken so much from me, and I wasn’t going to let him piss me off at my place of work anymore.

“Wait, wait. Derek’s best friend, who slept with Derek’s WIFE was married to you, Derek’s other best friend? What, was this some sort of doctor orgy?” Christina said as we made our way to our first patient.

“First off, we were never married. We were together for six years. But welcome to the Grey-Sloan-Shepherd family dynamic, Yang. Stick around, there’s so much more to come,” I rolled my eyes as we reached the patient’s room. The day continued and I managed to forget about Mark. That is, until I saw Derek punch him in the middle of the nursing bay. I gasped, along with the rest of the on-lookers before following Derek with my eyes as he walked away.

“That was one hell of a punch, Shepherd’s a badass!” I turned to see Alex Karev smirking to George O’Malley who looked like a fish out of water as his eyes trailed between Derek, Mark, Meredith, and finally to me. I raised an eyebrow at him, and he immediately looked away, a deep blush spreading along his cheeks.

I sighed. Fuck, this was going to be one hell of a fucking day.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

The sound of a lunch tray slamming down onto the table tartled me from my deep thoughts. I looked up to see Callie Torres and Miranda Bailey looking at me sheepishly. I nodded and both women sat down, waiting for me to speak first. I rolled my eyes playfully, taking a bite of my carrot.

“Go on, I know you want to ask..”

“Holy SHIT, Anna. THAT’s Mark? He’s fucking hot!” Callie gushed, looking around to make sure the man in question wasn’t around. Bailey scoffed and nudged Callie.

“Torres!”

I laughed at Bailey’s exclamation.

“No, she’s right Miranda. He’s ridiculously hot. But he’s also the biggest asshole on the planet,” I shrugged, taking a sip of my coke.

“Mind if we ask what happened? All we know is that you came to Seattle after breaking up with your ex. There’s definitely more to that if he’s back here begging for you to take him back.” Callie said, smiling sympathetically. I let out a deep breath and allowed myself to think back to the good old days.

“What’s there to tell? He was the love of my life and we were happy. And then he decided to fuck my best friend, in turn hurting both me and HIS own best friend.”

Both women stayed silent, knowing that there was more to come.

“Two years ago Mark and I were the couple that everyone was jealous of. The country’s most well renowned plastic surgeon and cardio thoracic surgeon, tackling New York together. Mark, Derek, Addison and I were truly the best of friends. Addy and I grew up together and when we met Mark and Derek in college the four of us were inseparable. Derek and Addison got married after we all got our PhD’s and Mark and I were over the moon for them.

“A few months after the wedding, I found out I was pregnant. And after seeing how happy Mark was at Derek’s wedding I assumed he’d be just as happy about the baby. I mean, we spoke about our future all the time but I guess it was just all talk to Mark. The second I mentioned I was pregnant, he changed. He started staying late at Cornell, taking on case after case. It was like he was never home. And I didn’t question it, I just assumed he was busy, maybe even working hard to save up for the baby. But one rainy night, Derek and I worked a late together and he offered to drive me back home when we finished up. Since’s Derek and Addison’s place was close by, we walked there so Derek could grab his car from the garage. The second we walked in to the house, we both knew something was up. The sight of a familiar leather jacket on the ground next to a pair of haphazardly tossed heels made my stomach drop. Derek and I shared a glance, both of our hearts breaking simultaneously.

“Derek walked up the steps to his bedroom while I did my best to keep myself from hyperventilating. The second I heard Addison’s gasp and Mark’s voice calling out for Derek, my heart shattered into a million pieces. Derek flew back down the stairs, eyes watery. Our gaze locked and he grabbed his keys and raincoat, pulling me by my hand, doing his best to drag me out of the house but not before a familiar silloutte stood at the top of the stairs.

“Annalise…”

Mark’s voice cracked with shame and my tears finally spilled over. That was the last time Mark and I saw each other. Derek and I immediately went back to the hospital where we spent the night consoling each other in silence. We were shocked. Sick to our stomaches. Devastated. Jolie was born 7 months after that and it’s just been the three of us ever since. I officially made Derek Jolie’s God-Father and we’ve been happy. Mark tried to reach out multiple times but I packed up and left Seattle shortly there after. Changed my number and just lived my life for my little girl.

So watching Derek sucker punch Mark truly made my day. I even got myself a cookie to celebrate,” I took a bite of the cookie in hand and smiled at the women infront of me.

They both looked disheartened and yet happy to have gotten the full story.

“Thank you for telling us Anna. If you need anything at all, we’ve got your back,” Callie said, smiling and placing a hand over mine. Miranda nodded.

“Absolutely. I’ll kick that little shit in the balls if he ever attempts to come near you if I have to,” I laughed and smiled back at them, happy to have friends like them.

Hours passed and I was staring at the OR grease-board while chewing on a twizzler before hearing two familiar voices off to my left.

“Welcome aboard Doctor Sloan, Seattle Grace is proud to have you,”

I turned to see Chief Webber shaking hands with Mark. My mouth dropped open, Derek standing a few feet behind me with the same look on his face. I felt like a fish out of water, my heart racing. Suprise, sadness, fear and rage bubbled inside me and before I knew it, I felt myself explode.

“What the fuck Chief!”

Please let me know if you’re interested in a part two. Do you think Annalise should forgive Mark down the line, or should a new love interest join in on all the fun?

[illdowhatiwantthanks]

Postpartum

Amelia Shepherd x fem!reader Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI (NSFW), sex, oral sex, hella eating out, fingering, etc., mentions of anatomy/body parts, some explicit language, post-pregnancy times (please let me know if I've left anything out!) Word Count: 2.0k

Summary: You're six weeks postpartum, and your doctor has cleared you for sex, but you're worried that it might not be the same anymore. Amelia assuages all of your worries. 😉

Request Info: This was requested by an anonymous user, but the request itself accidentally got deleted! The user also requested that the reader be an ortho surgeon and a third twisted sister. Whoever you are, I hope you find this, and I'm so sorry to have lost your original request!

“You’re good to go,” your OBGYN declared, finishing up your 6-weeks postpartum checkup.

You raised your eyebrows at her. “As in, good to go?”

She laughed. “Good to go, as in cleared to resume any and all sexual activity as you feel ready for it.”

You nodded and repeated it to yourself. “Good to go…”

But as you left Grey-Sloan, making a quick stop at the ortho unit to say hello to the nurses and the other attendings, you couldn’t help but wonder if you really were good to go. Sure, you missed sex with Amelia. You missed her body, missed connecting with her in that way, but you were also so self-conscious. You hadn’t had any major tears or anything, but you had shoved a human head out of your vagina less than two months ago. It was bound to be different down there. It felt different. What if sex didn’t feel good anymore? What if it never did? Or, even worse, what if it looked or felt different for Amelia, and she didn’t like sleeping with you anymore?

You decided to text Meredith and Cristina about it, as you so often did about any and everything.

Y/N: You guys I’ve been cleared for sex

M: Yay!

C: Good for you bitch

Y/N: I’m kinda scared tho…

M: Aw, why?

Y/N: Does it hurt after? Or like idk was Derek weirded out?

C: It feels like I could have been left out of this conversation

M: Shut up Cristina we’re being supportive! And no Y/N it didn’t hurt. You just have to take it slow and do what feels good at the time. And stop if it doesn’t feel good.

C: You don’t have a dick to deal with so you should be okay

M: CRISTINA

Y/N: I mean tbh we have several

M: Ew she’s my sister I didn’t need to know that…

C: I need to know more…

You shook your head and smiled. You decided that you might as well try, if Amelia was up for it. And there was no question that Amelia was up for it. She’d powered through like a champ, but before this, the longest you’d gone without having sex was two weeks and that was only because you’d been brought in as a specialist on a case at another hospital.

When you walked into the apartment, everything was quiet–a rarity at your house these days. You crept through the rooms, looking for Amelia and Pippa, and finally found them in the nursery. Amelia held Pippa to her chest, bouncing her softly as she slept, little chubby cheeks pressing out like she was blowing bubbles.

You placed a hand on Amelia’s back and kissed her on the cheek. You nodded toward Pippa, eyebrows scrunched.

“I just can’t bring myself to put her down,” Amelia whispered. “How was your appointment?”

“Good.”

Amelia stared pointedly at you. “Good good?”

You nodded, smirking.

If Pippa had not been tiny and fragile, Amelia would have tossed her into the crib like a football.

She placed the baby gently on her back in the crib, then crashed into you with the force of a tidal wave–or six weeks of no sex.

She pushed you into the hallway wall, shutting Pippa’s door behind her, and pressed into you, her mouth and hands desperate. She ran her tongue up and down your neck and back to your mouth and yanked your shirt over your head. God, you’d missed this. You’d missed her. Even though she’d been right here next to you the whole time. She groaned as she pushed herself into you, and you smiled into her kiss.

At this rate, Amelia would be finished before you even had a chance to make it to the bed.

“No, no!” she whined as you pulled away, her blue eyes pleading desperately with you.

“Come to bed, Amy,” you teased, taking her by the hand and leading her to the bedroom.

You gently removed her clothes and pushed her onto the bed. “You first,” you said.

She grabbed at your face hungrily as you leaned over her, kissing you with all the fervor of someone who’s love has been lost at sea for several years. She gasped and arched her back as your hand grazed over her clit.

You couldn’t help but smile at how needy she was, her hips bucking into your hand as you held it still, cupping her heat.

“Y/N, don’t fucking tease me,” she scolded, her voice stuttering. “It’s been way too long for that.”

“Oh, you don’t like that?” you said, smug. It was not often that Amelia was this powerless in bed. Usually it was the other way around, so you were enjoying this moment.

She grabbed your face, rough, and then soft as she ran her hand through your hair. “Just finish me already so I can get inside you.” She pulled your face closer, her breath hot in your ear as she whispered. “I’ve missed the taste of you.”

You’d never switched gears faster. No more power trips, just getting Amelia off as quickly as possible.

You kissed and licked your way down her body, intoxicated by the way she pushed into you and pulled you closer. By the time you reached her center, she was panting and glistening and you knew it'd only be a matter of minutes before she was absolute putty.

You pressed soft kisses into her inner thighs, then closer and closer until she was nearly bursting with the want of you, so that when you finally, finally, wrapped your mouth around her clit, she nearly lost her mind. You held her hips in place as she moaned, licking your way through her, around her, inside of her until she was shaking in your arms, hips rolling to meet your tongue. And for the final touch, you slipped two of your fingers inside of her, curling down and around, just how you knew she liked it. Her hands were gripping your hair so hard you thought might pull it out. “Y/N!” she gasped, her breath coming out in short, sharp moans as she came on your fingers. You smiled as you buried your face in her, guiding her through her high and back down again.

“Holy shit,” she breathed, her chest still heaving.

“Good?” you asked, already knowing the answer, as you wiped your mouth.

She nodded, still struggling to catch her breath. “Give me a second.”

You lay down next to her, feeling wildly pleased with yourself, especially when Amelia rolled over on top of you and pressed her mouth into yours, moaning as she tasted herself on your lips.

But as she worked her way down your body, anxiety shot through you.

You grabbed her hand. “Amy, wait…”

She looked up at you, concerned.

“You don’t have to,” you said, avoiding her eyes.

“I know I don’t,” she replied, still looking at you curiously. “I want to. I’ve wanted to for months.”

“I think…” you stuttered. “I think I’d really rather you didn’t.”

Amelia’s eyebrows furrowed. “Hey,” she said, laying down next to you and propping herself up on her elbow so she could see your face. “What’s going on?”

“I’m just not ready.”

“That’s fine, but you seemed super ready about two minutes ago.”

You didn’t respond, fiddling with an edge of your comforter.

“Y/N,” she said, brushing your hair behind your ear. “Tell me what’s going on in that pretty head please.”

She took your hand and you played with her fingers for a moment before answering.

“I’m scared you won't like it.”

Amelia looked genuinely shocked. “You’re what now?”

“I got messed up down there,” you mumbled. “What if it’s not like normal for you?”

“Oh, babe,” she said, caressing your face. “You’re not messed up. You could never be messed up. You’re you and I love you. I love all of you.”

You stayed quiet.

“Honey,” she continued, more emphatic now. “Your body made a whole human. A human that is sleeping in the bedroom down the hallway. A beautiful, precious human that I love with all my heart and hope with all my heart stays asleep for a while so that I can get in there. She had her time. It's my fucking turn."

You couldn’t help but giggle a bit.

“Listen,” she ranted, excited that your mood was brightening and trying to make you laugh more. “I’m like the Lewis and Clark of vaginas, okay? The wilderness must be explored. I gotta get in there and get the lay of the land. And it might be new, right?”

You nodded, grinning and blushing.

“But new doesn’t mean bad. Lots of times new means better. So just… let me do my exploring, okay?”

“Okay,” you acquiesced.

Amelia was gentler with this attempt, slow and steady and worshipful as she moved down your body, taking her time especially at the place where your uterus still bulged, where new stretch marks had drawn their way across your abdomen. And when she got to your center, she was gentle there, too, mindful of your anxiety, mindful that it might take your body more time than usual to warm up.

She was loving and slow and obsessive, sighing with pleasure as she placed kisses along the inside of your thighs, on your clit, all over you. Amelia’s careful touch had washed away most of your anxiety, leaving behind your flushed face, the shuddering of your body each time her skin met yours.

And when finally, finally, she had you wet and whimpering, she dove in like a woman starved.

“Amy,” you breathed, lightly holding her head in your hands as you threw your own head back, your hips rising to meet her. You could feel her smile against you.

“You want more?” she asked, and you knew she meant, Do you want fingers or a strap or a toy or anything like that?

You shook your head. “No, just–” Your breath caught in your throat, replaced by a moan as the knot in your lower abdomen tightened.  “Just keep going.”

If there was one thing about Amelia, it was that she could eat you out forever. You’d been afraid that would change, but clearly your fears had been unfounded. She was insatiable.

“Amy–” you exclaimed, arching your back as your body approached the edge. You couldn’t even get the words out, just “Amy” over and over.

She reached up to grasp one of your hands in hers as you fell apart around her, Amelia lapping up every last bit of you.

You breathed heavily, watching as Amelia emerged from between your thighs, grinning like an idiot, her face an absolute mess.

You laughed as she wiped her face. “I take it your expedition went well?”

“God!” she exclaimed, flopping down beside you. “I missed you.”

“We literally have not been apart for weeks.”

“Okay, well, then I missed your vagina.”

You giggled, rolling over a bit to kiss her on the cheek. “You’re a dork.”

“Yeah, but I’m your dork,” Amelia retorted, pulling you in for another heated kiss.

You were interrupted then by a loud, crinkly wail through the baby monitor.

Amelia groaned, but you could see a smile creeping in. She stood and stretched. “I’ll go get her.”

“Amelia!” you hissed, throwing a pillow at her. “You can't bring her in here! We’re naked, and it smells like sex!”

“She’s six weeks old! She won’t remember!” Amelia nodded at you. “Go take a shower. Relax. Then we can switch. It's almost time to feed her anyway.”

You lay in bed a moment longer, waiting to hear Amelia on the baby monitor.

“Hello!” she cooed, her voice crackling through the speaker as Pippa continued to cry. “Hi, pretty girl! Oh, I know. I know. You want Mama? Let’s go see her. Oh, you love your mama, don’t you? Mommy does, too.”

You smiled, your heart full as you listened.

“We loooooove Mama, don’t we? Yes, we do. We love her so much.”

[slvt4em1lyprenti2s]

Hi hi ! I was wondering if you would do Amelia Shepherd x fem reader fic where R is the third twisted sister to Cristina and Mer, Amelia and reader have been in a relationship in secret for a while because they afraid of Mer’s reaction. They finally tell her and she gets protective of R but at the end she is very supportive and protects them against a patient’s hate comment? Xoxo

You’re dating my sister?

Summary: see req above!

Pairings: Amelia Shepherd x fem!reader

fluff, slight angst, homophobia, use of a homophobic slur

Word Count: 1.04k

NOT PROOFREAD

SET WHEN MEREDITH DIDNT LIKE AMELIA MUCH IN THE BEGINNING

Reader pov:

One year. One whole year me and Amelia have been dating for. It’s crazy how fast time feels when you’re in love, I do t know what I’d do without her. The only issue is my best friends, Cristina and Metrdith. Not that I’m afraid of their answer, well. I’m not staid if Cristina’s answer.

Meredith’s husband happens to be my girlfriend brother. It’s a minor detail, and you know, Meredith isn’t the biggest fan of said sister. Me and ames have talked it over and we’re going to tell people soon, but leave Mer till last, what could go wrong right?

Cristina went wrong.

“Hey! Cristina!” I whisper yelled across the nurses station.

“If you have another twisted-sisters-almost-died-or-had-a-traumatic-event drama to tell me save it for after my surgery. Please.” She sighed out.

“No it’s not that I have to tell you something. But you can not, and I mean can not, tell mer.“ I insist

“Dann what did you do screw her sister or something?”

I stay silent at this and her eyes go wide. “Oh. My. God. No you did not.”

I nod my head profusely and respond “We’ve been dating for a year Cristina. Me and Amelia, what am I supposed to tell her?!” I start to panic just thinking about all the different ways this could go wrong.

“Ohh I have no idea! Good luck, you’re gunna need it, oh and tell me when you’re telling her so I can watch.” I rolled my eyes as she walked away from me towards the OR to scrub in.

I walk to my patients room pondering ways to tell mer about me and Amelia, it was going to be a long day.

Amelia pov:

“Derek! Come here!” I call out to him across the neuro floor.

“What do you need I’ve got a surgery with Yang in like, 2 minutes?” He says looking bored before I even start talking.

“Hey you could at least act interest in what I’m about to say, oh and don’t tell mer yet. Please.” His interest was piqued at this so he gave me a look as if to say ‘keep going you’ve got me hooked’ so I continued “Me and y/n have been dating for a year, and we are o my just telling people ad were scared how mer will react because she’s not exactly my biggest fan as of right now and her and y/n/n, and Cristina obviously, are like twisted sisters or whatever.” I took a breather after sayibg all that and my brother just looked like he wanted to laugh in my face.

“Well, good luck!” He smiled and walked off to the OR.

Well shit.

Reader pov:

I walk into my patients room still deep in thought when he speaks up, he’s fairly old, around 70-ish and was in for a broken hip. “You seemed pretty serious with whatever you were talking about back there and now I don’t even get a hello? Something’s gotta be on your mind Doctor.” He gave me a knowing smirk as I open my mouth yet no words come out and let out and exasperated sigh.

“Ah you know, trouble in paradise, well, paradise’s surroundings at least.” I say trying to be as brief as possible.

“Happens to the best of us kid.” He seemed like a genuinely nice guy and to be honest I needed a break so instead of getting a nurse to check his vitals I decided I was going to do them, although it seemed someone else had the same idea.

“Hey y/n/n what are you doing here?” I hear a voice I know all too well say from behind me.

“Hi Ames, just doing Mr Davison’s vitals, are you okay?” I say giving her a smile.

“Funny I was just coming to do the same thing.” she walked beside me and trailed her hand lightly over my lower back which didn’t go unnoticed by Mr Davison.

“Your ‘paradise’ is a she? Ugh just another dyke, exactly what we need!” I stare at him shocked, as does Amelia. His sudden outburst seemed to pull some attention from outside and the one person that I didn’t want to walked in, walked in.

“Is everything okay in here?” Meredith asked.

“No get these people away from me! Horrible people you lgqbt whatever people!” He flailed his arms about like a toddler as he was ranting and raving. Immediately Meredith jumped to our defence.

“Excuse you? Who do you think you’re talking to? I have you know you’ve just made and enemy out of the best neuro, general and ortho (sorry callie) in the state. It’s 2024 in the USA for gods sake, get a grip man!” With this she ushered us out of the room and then into an in call room so she could talk to us.

•

“YOURE WHAT?!” mer practically yelled

“Keep your voice down, yes we’re dating.” Amelia said to mer try help her keep her head on.

“Look Amelia, I love y/n with my whole heart she’s my sister okay? So, if you hurt her, break her heart or do anything to even slightly harm her, I will hurt you twice as much. She’s the best thing that’ll ever happened to you, so don’t screw it up okay?” My heart warmed after hearing just how much mer cared about me and that she would protect me but also slightly concerned she just threatened my girlfriend.

“Yes ma’am.” Amelia murmured clearly slightly intimidated by mer.

“Okay, now that that’s out the way, I’m so happy for you guys!” Me and Ames say thanks and mer’s oager goes off so she has to run so me and amy are left alone in the in-call room.

“I love you Amelia.” I say as I peck her lips and wrap my arms around her neck.

“I love you too y/n/n.” At this she pulled me into a passionate kiss and lowered us both down onto a bed.

When in an unoccupied on-call room…

[redhairedwolfwitch]

Baby Shepherd - Part 7 - Jo Wilson x Shepherd!Sister!Reader

Summary: All of your siblings have children, now that Amelia and Link have Scout. After Jo spends some time with a baby left at Station 19, the two of you begin to think about adoption. Then patient Val Ashton is admitted with an abdominal pregnancy.

A/n: yes it took me over a year but I rewatched season 17 of Grey's Anatomy, cried a lot, and finished this.

"Hey, heard you caught an interesting case... well, a non-COVID case anyway."

Jo gave you a weak smile, thinking for a moment before she decided something.

"Come with me."

///

"This is Luna... she was growing on her mom's liver. Her mom is the patient you heard about." Jo explained, smiling softly as your eyes widened.

"She's so small... but she's a survivor." You stated, pausing as you realised.

"She can't see her mother, can she?" You already knew the answer, but you asked anyway, seeing how sad Jo looked.

"Val really wants to see her too."

"I'm going to go see Val..." You concluded, heading out of the NICU and across the hospital.

///

Everything had gone so quickly. One moment, your wife was trying to take Luna to see her mother before her surgery, and then, Luna's mother had coded. Jo ran the code for an hour, but you both knew she was gone. Val died never knowing her baby, never getting to hold her, or comfort her over more than a video call.

Luna's surgery went well, she was strong, but now she had lost her mother, and her father signed away his parental rights almost immediately. Jo had told you what he had texted to Val, a good luck and a baby emoji.

"She deserves parents who love her. Val loved her, even if her father didn't care that she existed... it sucks, when parents who love us get taken away so early..." you trailed off, the memories of your own father, or lack thereof, since he had died such a long time ago.

///

"Would you be mad at me if I quit surgery... and became an OB/GYN resident instead?" Jo enquired, rolling over in bed to face you, nuzzling into your bare shoulder.

"Well, it's not like Grey Sloan has a rubbish OB/GYN program, you'd get to work with Carina DeLuca... and you'd get to work with Addison, since I'm trying to persuade her to visit post-pandemic, if we ever get there. Plus, I think the residents were getting confused with the amount of Shepherds on the OR board... it wasn't as bad when Derek was here, since it was him and Amelia in neuro, and I was cardio. But now it's cardio, neuro and general surgery... now OB/GYN... like Nancy..."

Jo was silent for a moment as you trailed off, letting out a quiet hum before you spoke again.

"Yeah, Carina and Addison first, I think Nancy and Kathleen are still in shock over our wedding."

"Probably shocked to see you happy... but I love happy on you." Jo replied, grinning as you quickly leaned your head over to kiss her nose.

"I love how happy looks on you too... we're going to be okay. Even when everything sucks, you've got me, and you will always have me." Comforting your wife, you brought her hand up to your mouth to kiss, before she shifted so she could lean over and kiss you properly.

///

"DeLuca deserves a proper funeral. Not a memorial in a car park." Jo murmured, feeling you squeeze her hand as the two of you stood together, leaning into each other and trying to fight back tears as you listened to Andrew's residency application video. How he grew up stealing his older sister's game of Operation.

You were quiet during the drive back from the memorial, confusing your wife for a moment before you finally broke the silence.

"Can we- um... I want a game of Operation, at our place. For any children, doesn't have to be ours, since all my siblings have children... there's even one trying with medical school at the moment but, I-"

"Yes. I will order a game of Operation when we get home." Jo nodded, needing the joy and understanding where you were coming from immediately.

///

"How's Luna doing?" You enquired as Jo walked into the ER, making a beeline towards you as you waited for the incoming patient you were paged down to the ER for.

"She is a genius! She reacts to her name, even though Hayes doesn't seem to think so..." Jo replied, grinning at the thought of Luna, which made you smile in response.

"I'll go up to see her later- the traumas are here!"

///

"Hello, my darling wife, hello, Luna! How are we doing today?" Jo cheered, despite the fact that she was carrying OB/GYN textbooks in her arms, the scene of you stood with Luna in the NICU brightening her day.

"Well, Doctor Shepherd, Luna seems to be doing well according to Hayes, but Luna and I were having a nice chat about animals. I think she reacted when I talked about a giraffe!" you paused to glance down at Luna with a soft smile, "you talk to Bailey yet about OB?"

"Not yet. I know Webber gave me everything to say but... what do you want to watch for movie night tonight?" Jo chewed her lip, her gaze fully on Luna as you hummed.

"Madagascar?"

///

"So, Jo's changing from surgery to OB, hoping you could give her some tips, with your extensive extraordinary qualifications... we're... we're doing okay? Does Henry know how to play Operation?" you were sat by the window, looking out onto a world void of people until hands wrapped around your waist. Your wife's chin resting on your shoulder as you talked with Addison.

"Is that Addison? Can you ask her if I can ask her questions? Carina's going back to Italy for a month... she's getting married though so she's coming back!"

///

"Your mum was Val. We loved Val. You are Luna, and you have a family here. Every time I step into an OR, I think about your mum, and you, and my wife. My wife thinks about you too. Every movie night for a while now, there has been a giraffe. One day you'll get to watch those movies, Luna, I know it."

You smiled as you stood in the NICU doorway, listening to Jo talk to Luna, who smiled as she spoke to the baby girl.

///

Jo was much more tense after she met Luna's legal guardian assigned from CPS, then every time since seeing Carmen Delgato with Luna as each week went. As Hayes put it, social worker, not a parent.

"She deserves parents who love her, not a social worker who sees her as a box to tick on a list." You whispered, having snuck into the NICU to check up on Luna, not realising that Hayes had overheard.

"I'm surprised you two Shepherd haven't put the paperwork through to become her legal parents yet."

"My wife told me about how the social worker wasn't allowing that operation... we're working on it, had to get Jo's background check cleared, and they started looking at my family too. My dad was murdered before I was born, it traumatised my family... they're being thorough." You shrugged off the look on Hayes' face, keeping your gaze on Luna instead.

"All my siblings have children, Jo and I only really started thinking about children after Jo attached to this baby left at Station 19, but it was during DeLuca's memorial that I realised... anyway, we're fighting for Luna, and... we were going to move after the wedding but the pandemic... anyway, we're also looking at moving. Jo wanted to try get Link to foster until we can get the legal stuff sorted, but it's moving faster with both of us than it would if it was just Jo alone trying to get parental rights." You explained, letting out a sigh as Hayes nodded.

///

"Have you spoken to your sisters or your mother about Luna?"

"Nancy will probably try analyse her case, Kathleen will say we're not ready, Liz will be supportive, Amelia is struggling with Link and Scout. She adores them both but she's struggling. Addison is struggling with the pandemic because Jake just works on model trains, and Henry plays videogames at every waking hour. My mother... I think she was concerned at first but I think she worries we'll struggle without help... but there's a vaccine, and we're doctors who understand how to take care of Luna's needs. Besides, my sisters can get their updates from the rare Instagram photo of Luna's hand or foot or something... Luna's our daughter, I'm not listening to them talk about a baby negatively."

///

"Y/n! You're Amelia's sister! Do you know what ring she'd like?" Jo summoned you into a patient room where Luna was staying, revealing Link and three engagement rings.

"Uh... um... right, engagement ring for Amelia... why did you get three? You kept receipts right? You don't need three of them!" you pointed out, leaving Link to nod, closing the boxes and hurrying out after asking the two of you to wish him luck.

"Jo... I don't think Amelia will say yes."

"Oh poop! Merry Christmas everyone..." Jo murmured, her eyes full of panic as you sighed, nodding nervously.

///

You smiled as Jo paced around on the phone, thanking whoever was on the line informing you that the adoption of Luna had been approved.

"She tell you she sold her hospital shares yet?" You enquired, leaving Bailey to pause.

"What's with that face? Bad price?"

"I still have my shares but... it's more the person my wife sold her shares to..." You trailed off, smiling at how you referred to Jo as your wife, and accepting the kiss that Jo gave you as she sat on the picnic bench with you and Bailey.

"Maybe I should just let the person who bought them tell you..." Jo paused, turning the phone around as it began to ring with a video call.

"Miranda! Did you hear the good news?"

Bailey's face fell as Tom Koracick was revealed to now have shares in the ownership of Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital.

"Shepherd. Tell me you didn't. I offered you both character references!" Bailey hissed, whilst Jo hurriedly hung up the call, and the two of you hurried away as Bailey glared.

///

"Welcome home... welcome home Luna, and my darling wife!" Jo smiled, looking around the apartment that was once Jackson's, but the two of you had purchased from him for your family to grow up in.

"I found the Operation game!" You declared with a grin, revealing the box as Jo rolled her eyes playfully.

"I thought you were looking for cutlery!"

///

Tags: @nnightskiess @multifandomlesbianic @emskisworld @afuckingshituniverse

[wonderswritings]

Flight

Summary: Boise is expecting you, your brother, your husband and the residents to help with their conjoined twin surgery. You’re all prepared to go, practicing for weeks for the surgery except you never make it to Boise. Well, not for the reason you were going at least.

Warnings: Angst, Blood, Miscarriage, Depression, PTSD?

Pairings: Mark Sloan x Wife!Reader, Derek Shepherd x Sister!Reader

@redama: Mark Sloan x wife!reader? Where during the plane crash the reader is on the plane as well. I want it to be angsty and Mark is completely in love with reader and Lexi is just a friend and nothing more. If you decide to stick with what happened in the show and Mark dies then have the reader die in the woods please. If Mark lives then maybe the reader can live too. I've always liked Mark and I feel like his character development was wasted when he died. Thanks in advance!!!

AN: Dude I literally just watched the airplane episode! First four times I watched it didn’t cry, this time, tears. So I'm fresh off the angst train for you! And I definitely agree with you, they did Mark dirty. 💙

So for this, Mark did not sleep with Callie! More like it was just a sperm donation so she could have a baby but they did not sleep together!

Every medical term used that was not in the episode was taken from sites on google.

Please do not read any further if miscarriage is a trigger for you! I didn’t go into detail about how but I know it can be triggering for some!

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“You son of a bitch. I had to hear it from Hunt? What you couldn’t even be man enough to tell me yourself?”

“Sweetie.”

Callie turned towards Alex, sighing softly.

“She has had a horrible day, I am so-”

“No, you ungrateful crap dog!”

“Robins they want me. Alright, they really want me.”

“It’s Hopkins. You went there. You of all people should know that.”

“You are a miserable, miserable bastard.”

Arizona stepped back, gasping.

“Oh well you, you’re actually going?”

“Can we talk about this when I get back?”

“No!”

Arizona grabbed the charts from Alex, bringing them to her chest.

“What are you doing?”

“Look at Alex, showing us all up by going to Hopkins.”

“No you are not going to Boise because you no longer represent this hospital!”

“Oh give me a break!”

I grinned as I handed the nurse my chart, walking past them.

“If Robins lets him live that long.”

Meredith and Cristina laughed, the two carrying on with their conversation as I stopped in front of Mark and Derek.

“Think Arizona kills him before we leave or when we get back?”

Mark grinned, laughing.

“Arizona won’t kill him, yet. There’s to many witnesses.”

I laughed, shaking my head as Derek handed me my jacket.  

“Fine you know what? Forget the charts. Go see if they need help in the clinic.”

“I’ve been prepping for this surgery for days!”

Alex ended up walking away as Callie tried to calm Arizona down, Mark wrapping his arm around me as we walked out of the hospital, Mark helping me onto the bus before he was putting our things in the back, helping Derek. It was a quick ride to the airport, our bags being taken as we boarded the plane. I took my jacket off as I sat down, Mark coming in after Derek and Meredith who sat behind us.

“Oh this is crap!”

“You know what? Fine! Fine!”

“You okay? I know you don’t like to fly.”

I smiled, taking Mark’s hand in mine.

“I’ll be okay. You’re here with me.”

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A month ago, you were in med school being taught by doctors. Today, you are the doctors. The seven years you spend here as a surgical resident will be the best and worst of your life. You will be pushed to the breaking point. Eight of you will switch to an easier specialty. Five of you will crack under the pressure. Two of you will be asked to leave. This is your arena. How well you play, that’s up to you.

“Mer? Meredith! Meredith! Get up! You have to get up, now! Meredith! Get up!”

Meredith groaned as Cristina pulled her up, looking around. She could see a part of the plane and Mark, Arizona screaming.

“How long was I out?”

“I don’t, I-I don’t know. I lost my, I lost my shoe!”

Meredth gasped as she pulled the shard of glass out of her leg, wrapping the shirt around it.

“Where’s, where’s Derek and Lexie?”

“I don’t, I don’t know. I lost a shoe.”

“What happened?”

“The plane crashed, that’s what happened. We were in a plane and it crashed! Plane crash.”

“Where is Derek?”

Meredith’s voice carried as she looked around, turning.

“Cristina, where is Derek?”

“He was sucked out the side when we hit the trees, and then the back of the plane came off. It came, it came off.”

Meredith reached back, feeling something wet on her fingers.

“Lexie and Y/N  were in the back of the plane.”

“I-I looked to the back and all I could see was freaking sky.”

“Where are they?”

“I don’t know! I only have one shoe!”

“I’m bleeding.”

Cristina turned towards Arizona, yelling.

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!”

Arizona whimpered when they heard something banging, looking around for the source.

“Do you hear, do you hear that sound?”

“There.”

Arizona pointed towards the hill.

“It’s coming from over there.”

It took them some time, walking up the hill and over the broken tree’s when they stopped, seeing the tail end of the plane.

“Derek! Lexie! Y/N!”

They looked around, seeing movement from under the bed.

“Lexie.”

Mark got down on the ground, laying on his front as he reached under, placing his fingers on Lexi’s neck, feeling for a pulse.

“Lexie. Lexie.”

“I knew you'd show up.”

“How is she?”

Mark turned back towards Meredith, nodding slightly before he looked back over at Lexi.

“She's awake and responsive.”

“How you doing in there?”

“I'm, I'm great.”

“Yeah?”

Mark smiled softly, nodding.

“Good girl.”

“We're gonna get you outta here, okay?”

“Okay.”

Mark got up, placing his hands on his knees, his breathing laboured.

“She's tachycardic and short of breath.”

“We have to find Derek and Y/N.”

“We've got Lexie. So go. Go find him. Go, go. Go try and find them.”

“Okay, you know what?”

Cristina nodded, turning towards Meredith.

Meredith nodded, turning when Mark called out.

“Wait a minute.”

He got back down on the ground, looking over at Lexi.

“Lexi, Lexi where is Y/N? Did you see her?”

Lexi coughed as she slowly shook her head.

“She, she was walking by me and then she was gone.”

Mark clenched his jaw as he nodded, getting up and looking over at Meredith.

“Keep an eye out for Y/N? She’s out there somewhere.”

Meredith nodded as she turned, calling out for Derek and Y/N.

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Cristina could just barely hear Meredith calling out for Derek and Y/N as she walked back towards the plane, her arm in a sling made out of a shirt. Cristina started grabbing some sticks, a piece of metal she had found that was still in good shape, a shirt and a belt, throwing it down beside Arizona, kneeling in front of her.

“I’m gonna try and splint this.”

“No I can do it. I can do it.”

She sniffled as she grabbed the belt from Cristina, looking up towards the plane.

“Uh, Jerry needs c-spine stabilization.”

“Who's Jerry?”

Cristina gave Arizona the things she had grabbed, looking over at her when Arizona nodded up towards the plane.

“How are you doing there, Jerry?”

Cristina made a face as she got up, huffing.

“I give us four hours tops before they find us.”

Cristina stopped in the doorway, leaning against it.

Cristina walked around the plane to the opening in the back.

“There's a transmitter in the plane that lets out a squawk that should lead 'em right to us.”

“Did you find Derek?”

“Uh, not yet. Uh, Jerry, uh, do you, uh, have any tape?”

“In the cabinet to your left. There's a flare gun in there, too.”

“Uh, yeah. In the bulkhead.”

Cristina nodded, turning and opening the cabinet.

“Yes.”

“You hear a chopper, you fire it straight up.”

“And Lexie?”

“Not good.”

Cristina went to turn when she saw a broken board, picking it up.

“Oh, great. Great, great, great, great, great.”

Cristina placed the board behind Jerry’s back, pulling the tape and cutting it with her teeth.

“What about Y/N?”

“We can’t find her.”

Arizona yelped as she twisted the stick, whimpering.

“Okay, keep your head very still.”

Cristina wrapped the tape around Jerry’s head, checking to make sure it was secure.

“Yeah.”

“Okay. Good, good.”

Cristina leaned forward, sighing softly.

Cristina turned, sighing.

“Jerry, is there a first aid kit?”

“A yeah, a big one. In the cabinet on your right, behind the cockpit.”

“There's no cabinet there.”

“Just tell her to hang on for another four hours.”

Cristina grabbed the backpack from the ground, yanking the cabinet open, pushing the water bottles out, falling to the ground as she stuffed them into the bag.

“Great.”

“I'm sorry.”

“Hey, hey, wait. Don't leave! I-I can't feel my legs. That's because I'm trapped, right? I mean, I'm gonna be okay, right? I'm not paralyzed. I'm gonna walk again. I'm gonna be okay, right?”

Cristina made a face as she zipped the backpack up, getting up and turning back towards Jerry. She grabbed the pen she saw, picking it up and slamming it into Jerry’s leg.

Cristina grabbed what she could carry, placing the backpacks on her shoulders as Arizona screamed and cried.

“Cristina.”

Cristina stopped, turning as Meredith walked towards her.

“I can't find him. I can’t find him or Y/N. I looked everywhere. I can't find him.”

Cristina nodded, walking towards Meredith.

“Maybe he's fine. Maybe he went for help.”

“Maybe, but I gotta, I gotta keep looking.”

Cristina shook her head, looking in Meredith’s eyes.

“No, Meredith. You should come help Lexie.”

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First it was cold. Then it was hot. Searing hot. It felt like my entire body was on fire as I came to, gasping. I shook my head as I looked around, tilting my head to the side as everything was upside down.

“Wh-

“Y/N!”

I looked around, not seeing anyone but trees and a part of the plane. The plane was hanging in the tree above me, and I was upside down, my foot caught in a branch as the other dangled.

“Oh god.”

It took me some time to get my left foot onto the branch where my right foot was caught, any movement I made only causing me more pain. I closed my eyes once I was about to keep my foot on the branch, swinging back. I screamed, trying to grab onto anything to stop myself from swinging. I placed my hand on my chest, feeling around for any broken ribs, groaning when it felt like two were broken.

“Come on Y/N, you can do this.”

Gasping, I swung myself back, groaning as I tried to grab the branch.

“Come on, come on.”

My fingers skimmed the branch the second time, and I whimpered as I swung back a third time, grabbing the branch.

“Yes!”

It took longer than I’d like to admit, pulling myself up. Luckily Mark liked to work out in the mornings, the push ups I said I’d never need to use coming in handy. It was hard, pushing myself up and twisting so I could get my foot from the branch. Everything I tried to do only seemed to make it worse, and I knew the others were too far to help, and there was no telling what their conditions were. Before I could think too much about it, I yanked my leg really hard, gasping once it was free.

“Oh thank god.”

My relief was short lived as I lost my grip on the branch, hitting the branches as I fell to the ground, my eyes closing.

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“Derek! Derek! Y/N! Y/N!”

“I don't understand how this keeps happening.”

“Cristina, we have to find him.”

“I'm serious. I do not understand how this keeps happening.”

“We have to find him, because I don't think he went for help.”

“We keep dying. We're in a plane crash, Mer. Like, like right now.”

“If he went for help, if Derek had gone for help, he would've sent a message or something. I mean, we have to find him. Something is wrong.”

“I can tell you one thing. When we get out of here, I am getting the hell away from Seattle Grace mercy death, and I'm never looking back!”

“Cristina I think Derek is dead. “

Cristina turned towards Meredith, tears streaming down her face as she shook her head, waving her hand around.

“He would've come for us by now. He definitely would've come for us by now. I think he's dead. And Lexie's dead. And Y/N probably is dead. My husband and my sisters are all dead! And we are gonna die out here, too! We are gonna die out here-

Cristina placed her good hand on the side of Meredith’s face, shaking her slightly.

“Keep it together. Keep it together.”

Meredith shook her head, yelling.

“No, you keep it together!”

“I'm trying! I know. Keep keep it together anyway. Keep it together anyway.”

“My sister is dead.”

Crisitna’s face fell as she nodded, sighing.

“Keep it together anyway.”

“Do you think Derek and Y/N are dead?

“I don't know. Maybe. But I've got P.T.S.D., so you know I'm not reliable.”

“Cristina You are still my person, even if I'm not yours.”

Meredith started to cry, causing Cristina to start to cry.

“Meredith, Meredith.”

“Meredith.”

They both turned, seeing Derek stumbling towards them, cradling his hand to his chest. “Oh, I heard your voice. I thought, I, I thought I was dreaming.”

He fell to the ground, Meredith gasping as she walked towards him.

“Oh, my God.”

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Cristina was rummaging through their things in the plan3, pulling out what they could use.

“Oh, I found it!”

“The first aid box?”

“My shoe.”

“Is she gonna be okay?”

“She's not barefoot anymore.”

“Well, I guess that's something.”

Cristina placed everything in a suitcase after putting her shoe on, pulling it behind her as she walked back towards Meredith and Derek. Meredith was pouring the alcohol on Derek’s arm, causing him to yell.

“Aah! Son of a damn it.”

“I know.”

“Oh, son of a-”

“I know. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.”

“Where's Lexie?”

Meredith felt the tears coming again as Derek shook his head.

“No?”

“Oh.”

“Okay, let's just keep it together, okay?”

“What about Y/N?”

Meredith gasped, looking down at Derek.

“We haven’t found her. Mark went looking for her but I made him come back, I was scared he’d get lost.”

Derek nodded, biting his bottom lip.

“Loosen the tourniquet a little bit.”

“You'll bleed to death.”

“I need to save my hand.”

“Well, I'm trying to save your life.”

“Okay, we have to close the wound.”

Cristina fell to her knees on the other side of Derek, laying the things she brought in front of her.

“Use the safety pin.”

Cristina handed Meredith the safety pin as Meredith looked down at Derek.

“Weave your way inside and out and then put the bandana on top of it and tape it.”

“And what's the what's the t-shirt for?”

“Put it in my mouth. I'm probably gonna scream a lot, and I'm gonna I'm gonna, I'm gonna pass out.”

Cristina placed the shirt in Derek’s mouth, holding it there as Meredith started to weave the safety pin.

“Okay. Good. Okay. Sorry. I'm sorry Please pass out. Please pass out. Please pass out.”

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Cristina gasped as she found matches, holding them up towards Meredith.

“Matches. Yes, God. Finally, fire. We can build a fire.”

“We should. They'll see a fire. Let's get a fire started.”

“Yeah, Mark. We need, we need to start a fire.”

Cristina bit her lip as she got up, walking towards Mark.

“Mark. Mark. You have to help.”

Meredith moved to get up, shaking her head.

“I-I'll figure out how to get it started.”

“No, no. You know what? He doesn't get to do this. He doesn't get to stop helping. I'm sorry we can’t find Y/N, but she was Derek’s sister, she was your sister, and you're still helping. He has to help because the sky is falling, Mark.”

“Cristina.”

Cristina turned back towards Derek, yelling as she waved her arm around.

“No, no, no. You know, if there's one thing that I've learned with all the the bombs and the guns to my head and and the buses running down my friends is that I am not interested in dying. I want to get out of here, and I want to go home. And everyone has to help. Mark, get up. Get up and help, Mark. Get up.”

Cristina placed her hand on his shoulder, causing Mark to fall forward, Cristina grabbing his face in her hand, feeling for a pulse.

“Mark? Mark? Mark? Mark. Please. Please be okay.”

She grabbed him by his shirt, pulling him down to the ground, ripping his scrub top.

“Mark. Oh! Oh, crap. Mer!”

Meredith helped Derek over to Mark, kneeling on Mark’s left as Derek kneeled beside Cristina who was listening to his heart.

“It's a cardiac tamponade.”

“Are you sure?”

“Seventy five percent. Seventy percent sure.”

Derek looked over at Meredith, making a face.

“That’s not very sure.”

“Well, if you want me to be sure, get me an ultrasound.

“We have to drain his pericardial sac and relieve the pressure, or or his heart will stop.

“With what? We don't even have an 18-gauge spinal needle.

“I don't know.”

“All right. Okay, I got it.”

Derek held the bottle towards Cristina, nodding.

“Okay. Hold this. Take the top off. Okay.”

“Why?”

“Use that right there.”

“Ohh.”

Cristina unscrewed the lid, pulling it out of the bottle.

“Use the tube.”

“Brilliant. Brilliant. Okay, this will work.”

Cristina held it out towards Meredith, leaning forward slightly.

“Sanitize that.”

“Is the tubing long enough?”

Cristina moved over to make room for Meredith, holding the tube.

“I'm going in, um, subxiphoid. Knife.”

Derek handed her the knife, Cristina spraying as Meredith cut.

Mark groaned, arching his back, Derek moving forward to keep him down.

“Okay needle”

“All right, Mark. Try not to move.”

“Easy, Mark. It's okay. Don't move. It's gonna be okay.”

“Aim for his left shoulder.”

“Wait. Don't puncture his heart.”

“I know, I know.”

Meredith stabbed the needle into Mark’s chest, Mark groaning.

“Deeper!”

Meredith pushed it deeper, blood pouring out of the needle.

“Good. Excellent. That's it. That's it. That's it. Great. Very good.

“It's gonna be okay.”

“That's good. That's it. That's exactly it.

“You did it.”

Cristina placed the bottle at the end of the needle as Derek sighed.

“Just let it drain into here.

“Oh, you did it. You got it.”

Derek kissed Meredith’s cheek as she nodded, smiling slightly.

“I got it.”

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Cristina and Derek pulled Mark in front of Arizona, gasping as Meredith sat down behind Arizona.

“Hey. Mark? What happened?”

“Tamponade. Mer did a pericardiocentesis.”

“Oh, my God.”

“He's holding on for now.”

Arizona turned her head to look back at Meredith, looking around.

“Where's Lexie?”

Arizona looked up at Derek and then back at Meredith, getting louder.

“And Y/N?”

“They’re dead.”

Arizona gasped as she held back her tears, looking down at Mark.

“So we should get a fire started.”

“Oh, I've got I've got the matches.

Cristina handed the matches to Derek, sighing.

“We have five left.”

Derek nodded as he walked by Meredith.

“Make it big so they see.”

Arizona leaned her head back, cutting her eyes over to where Jerry was.

“What happened to the four hours, Jerry? It's been more than four hours.”

“Shh. Listen.”

“What does that mean? I mean, does that mean that they're not coming for us? I mean, you said four hours. You said four hours tops.”

“Ch-chopper!”

Cristina stopped what she was doing as Derek looked over at her, both of them looking up towards the sky.

“Oh, my God. It's a helicopter!”

“Hey! Help! Help! Hey!”

“Where is it? I don't see it.”

“I don't see it.”

“Help!”

“Get the flare gun! The flare gun! In the bag! In the bag!”

Meredith turned, grabbing the flare gun.

“Oh, God, shoot it!”

“We're down here! Come back!”

Meredith took aim, pulling the trigger.

“Why isn't it working?”

“Shoot it again! Shoot it again!”

“Give it to me.”

Derek took the gun from Meredith, trying it.

“Help! Help!”

“Oh, my God, no! Help!”

“Oh, my God.”

Derek cut his eyes down at the flare gun, making a face before he threw it.

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Derek leaned against the side of the plane, listening to Jerry.

“Hey, they don't know where we are. They don't know where we are. It's because the transmitter's probably been damaged in the crash. If the transmitter's damaged-”

“We could be here for days.”

“Yeah.”

Derek looked over at Meredith, his face falling.

“Zola.”

Cristina turned towards Meredith, sighing.

“Owen has got to have figured out we're missing. I know he sent someone.”

Arizona was nodding off when Mark started to move, gasping and groaning. She woke up, looking down at Mark.

“Mark?”

His eyes were closed as she ran her fingers through his hair, her other hand on his chest when his eyes fluttered open.

“I shoulda said it earlier That I loved her. I shoulda said it earlier.”

“She, She knew. She knew Mark. Y/N knew.”

Mark slightly shook his head, groaning.

“She didn't know. She didn't know.”

His eyes started to close causing Arizona to panic, tears falling.

“Mark Mark, hold on. Okay, I need you I need you to hold on. You'll be okay.”

“You don't need me. You take care of our girls.”

“Shut up. Do you hear me? Shut up.”

“No. Shut up.”

Arizona gasped, shaking her head.

“Y/N's waiting for me. I'll be okay.”

“No! Mark Sloan, no! Hey! No. No. Sofia's waiting for you, and Callie is waiting for you, and I am waiting for you. We're gonna go home together, okay?”

Mark groaned as he nodded, his eyes closing.

“Inhh okay. Okay.”

“Okay. Okay.”

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When I opened my eyes again it was dark out. I groaned as I sat up, looking around. I nearly wept when I saw a small light, pushing myself to get up. I wasn’t even half way up before I was falling again, crying out. I had to crawl to the tree, using it for leverage as I pulled myself up. I was able to pull a broken branch, using it as a walking stick, walking towards the source of light.

Good morning, Dr. Hunt. This is Dr.Sheehan over at Boise memorial. I just wanted to double-check what time your surgeons were set to arrive today.

“I'm hungry.”

“Think of something else.”

“I'm hungry.”

“I have a stick of gum.”

“I don't want gum.”

“I want food.”

I gasped as I fell again, huffing as I looked up at the hill.

“Come on dammit!”

Dr. Hunt, Dr. Sheehan again. Still no word from your surgeons. I'm gonna check in with the airport to see if the weather held 'em up.

The fire slowly started to go out, Cristina grabbing a stick and pushing it, grabbing the box of matches, shaking it.

“Oh. Shoot.”

“Great. We have one match left.”

She turned towards Meredith, slightly pushing her.

“Hey. No sleeping.”

“Yeah.”

“You have to stay awake.”

“Okay.”

“Derek. Derek. You, too. I want everyone conscious!”

“Okay.”

Cristina held the match box open towards Meredith.

“Mer, light the match. Careful. It's our last one.”

Meredith swiped the match against the side of the box, the match going out before she could relight the fire.

“Meredith.”

Cristina and Meredith both looked up, looking over towards the tree line, gasping.

“Y/N.”

Derek woke up when Meredith pushed him, groaning.

“Wha?”

Derek looked to where Meredith was pointing, seeing his sister walking towards them, dried blood along her hair line, blood pouring from her side where her hand was.

“Derek.”

They all gasped when Y/N’s eyes rolled back, falling to the ground.

“Oh god.”

They all jumped up as Arizona shook Mark, smiling down at him.

“Mark, Mark, Mark it’s Y/N, she’s here. She’s okay.”

“She’s alive.”

Arizona nodded, gasping as she watched the three turn Y/N onto her back.

“Yeah, yeah, she’s alive. Y/N is alive.”

This is Dr. Sheehan again. We're starting to get a bit concerned here.

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I groaned as I came to, seeing a blurry Derek and Cristina, feeling hands pressing down on me causing me to scream.

“You’re going to be okay Y/N. You hear me? You’re going to be okay.”

Cristina. I’m pregnant.

I felt something pierce my side, causing me to arch my back as I groaned.

“I need you to stay still, okay? Just stay still. It’ll be over soon, I promise.”

Meredith Why can’t you hear me?

“You’re doing so good sweetheart, just stay awake.”

Derek. Derek I’m pregnant.

“Hand me that shirt, I need to wrap this.”

Where’s Mark? And Lexi? Where are they?

“Oh god, her pupils blown.”

Cristina looked over at Derek, shaking her head.

“If we don’t get her out of here, she’ll die.”

“Let me see.”

Derek moved over me, shaking his head.

“No, it’s not blown, she’s always had a bigger pupil than the other.”

“I’m pregnant!”

Derek leaned back, his hand on my cheek, turning me to look at him.

“Y/N? Y/N did you say something?”

I gasped, my ears pounding as I looked up at Derek, tears falling down both our faces.

“I’m pregnant. I’m pregnant.”

Derek gasped, saying something to Meredith before I passed out again.

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“Where’s-where’s my sister? Where is Lexie?”

Meredith tried to take her oxygen mask as she shot up, grabbing the doctors arm beside her.

“Alright, hold on. Hold on.”

“No, no, no, no.”

“Where’s my husband and Cristina? Oh god where’s Y/N?”

“Lay back and relax.”

“I have to get-”

“Alright.”

“I have to get my sister and my husband.”

The heart monitor started to beep faster and louder as the doctor tried to get Meredith to lay back down.

“I-my sister, Y/N, she’s pregnant. She’s pregnant.”

“Hey you can’t go in there!”

“Don’t tell me where I can go.”

“Doctor we’ve got them. We’re taking care of them.”

“There’s an infection and I need to see him.”

“Move.”

The doors opened, Meredith stopping as she looked over, seeing Bailey and Webber, Bailey holding Zola in her arms.

“Hey, that’s your mama.”

Meredith sat up, holding her arms out as Bailey walked closer.

“Hey honey.”

Bailey handed Meredith Zola, whispering.

“You sit here.”

Meredith hugged Zola to her chest, Zola whining.

“Okay, okay. Mama’s here baby.”

“There we go.”

“No.”

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“Yes I’ll marry you, you dimwit.”

Her smile was contagious as he surged up, wrapping his arms around her, picking her up and spinning her around.

“Yes!”

Her laughter filling the air.

“Charge. Clear”

“What about babies?”

She shrugged, moving closer as she leaned her head back against his chest.

“Dunno. Not right now, but soon. We’d make some really pretty babies though.”

He laughed, wrapping his arms tighter around her.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Have you seen you? Sculpted by the gods I tell you.”

“Yeah, I got a pulse.”

“I love you.”

She lowered the magazine she was reading, eyeing him over the top of it.

“What did you do this time?”

He laughed, grinning as he knelt beside her, pushing her chair out slightly.

“Nothing, promise.”

She laughed, running her fingers through his hair.

“Oh really?”

“Marry me.”

She laughed, pulling her hand back and lifting it in front of her.

“I think I already said yes dummy.”

“Marry me again.”

“I-okay.”

“Yeah?”

She shrugged, leaning down and kissing him.

“Yeah.”

“Dam this dude is trying really hard to die.”

“Have you told him yet?”

“No Alex cause I’m not.”

She turned against the desk, leaning against it as she gave Alex a pointed stare.

“Why do you think I am anyway?”

He shrugged, copying her stance.

“Dude I work with pregnant women everyday. You have the symptoms of a pregnant woman.”

She scoffed as she stepped closer to Alex, her finger hitting his chest repeatedly as she spoke.

“I am not pregnant.”

She walked off, and it was then he decided to step out, Alex jumping when he saw him.

“What was that about?”

Alex shrugged, grabbing his chart, running into the wall when he turned.

“I don't- It’s not my place to tell.”

“Clear.”

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They came to a stop outside her room, Owen sighing when he saw her. They had her bed sitting up slightly, her eyes closed, the heart wave moving steadily.

“We had to do emergency surgery on her side. Apparently she had a piece of the plane in her side, and it tore her lung and liver. She had pneumothorax, which we were able to take care of with a chest tube. Her clavicle, as well as four ribs were broken. Unfortunately, her x-rays showed that her tibia was torn and her fibula was crushed. We had to perform surgery on the leg, but we have high hopes for it. Her t11, t12 and l1 are torn, but until she wakes up we won’t know the extent of it.”

“Is that it?”

She shook her head, looking down at the floor before she looked back up.

“She was pregnant, but she had a miscarriage before they were found.”

“Is that why she’s sedated?”

She nodded, placing her hands in her jacket pocket.

“Yes. She had woken up once she was stable and when she had found out, she had, she was angry and she acted out. She broke one of our nurses' arm so we had to sedate her.”

“Is she stable enough to fly?”

“Yes but-”

Owen shook his head, turning towards her.

“No, I am taking them all home, now. Meredith said that they all need to be sedated so do it. Discharge them and sedate them. Do whatever you have to do. It’s time they came home.”

☤☤Three Months Later☤☤

Mark came to a stop beside Derek, standing beside his chair.

“I don’t know- how can I be there for her if I don’t know how to help her?”

Derek sighed as he looked up, looking at Y/N. She was laying in the bed, her eyes closed. It was the most peaceful he’d seen his sister since the plane crash. This was the third time in three weeks she had to be sedated, but this was the first time she’d actually looked, calm.

“She just needs time Mark. She lost her baby, she almost lost you. She died, twice. It’s all just- it’s a lot.”

“I want to help her but I don’t know what to do. She won’t even let me touch her.”

“Have you, have you thought about sending her upstairs?”

Mark turned, looking down at Derek, glaring.

“I am not having her committed! No!”

“It may help her. This isn’t, she’s not well. She needs help, help you and I can’t give.”

“She’s my wife.”

“She’s my sister!”

Mark clenched his jaw as he turned back towards the room Y/N was in, shaking his head.

“I am not having her committed.”

Mark walked off, pushing the door to her room open, grabbing the chair and pulling it behind, setting it beside her bed, sitting down in it, taking her hand in his. Derek leaned back in the chair, watching them. Derek felt helpless only four other times in his life, when their father was shot and he was having to hold Amelia down, when Meredith drowned and then died, when he found out that his little sister was not only dating Mark, but planning on marrying him, and when he couldn’t perform surgery anymore. But right now, for these past few months, he’d felt helpless. He was the big brother, he was supposed to protect his sisters but how was he supposed to protect his little sister from this?

☤☤Four Months Later☤☤

I smiled at Mark as he grabbed the chair at the other desk, pulling it towards me and sitting down, kissing my forehead.

“Seven.”

“How bad is it today? Scale of one to ten?”

I sighed, leaning back in my chair, clicking my pen.

“Are you- are you okay?”

“That’s not too bad.”

“Yeah.”

I smiled softly over at Mark, nodding slightly.

“I’m okay.”

He nodded, leaning forward and kissing me.

“Okay. Page me if you need anything?”

I nodded, turning back towards the computer.

“I will, promise.”

He nodded, standing up and kissing my forehead.

“Okay. Love you.”

I smiled, nodding.

“Love you too.”

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I was at home, sitting against the wall, my arms wrapped around my knees as I cried. I had the day off, so I decided to clean up the apartment. I had completely forgotten about the box, tucked away in the far corner of the closet, hidden behind blankets and other things. But I had decided to clean out the closet, and I had found the box. The box filled with the baby items I was going to give to Mark to surprise him with. The box was upside down on the bed, the scrub onesie laid out in front of me. It was blue like the attending scrubs, white lettering on the front of it. I thought it was cute, “My dads a surgeon, hero.” The surgeon marked out with hero underneath, a pair of stethoscopes hanging off the “o” in hero. I had gotten a little hat to, the same navy blue color like his scrub cap. I had even gotten a little toy stethoscope. I had completely forgotten about the sonogram, the picture being the bain of my existence.

“Y/N? Sweetheart you here?”

I gasped, reaching up and wiping my tears.

“Y/N?”

I heard Mark walk into the room, looking up when he kneeled in front of me.

“Hey, hey what’s wrong? Are you okay?”

I nodded, sighing.

“Yeah, I just, I-I found the stupid box.”

“The box? What box?”

I nodded towards the bed where the things were laid out, watching as Mark turned towards the bed, squeezing my hand before he got up, walking towards the bed. He picked the sonogram up, gasping.

“Oh Y/N.”

“I had this big thing all planned out and I didn’t want you to find it so I had hid it in the back of the closet and since I had the day off I decided to clean up some and I was cleaning out the closet and I found it. I had, I completely forgot about it.”

I leaned down, placing my head on my arms, sobbing.

“Sweetheart, Y/N it’s okay.”

I gasped as Mark hugged me, pulling me into his chest, rubbing his hands along my spine.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. We were going to have a family and it, we were going to be a family. I-It’s my fault I lost the baby. If I had just-”

“Hey no, no, no, no. It wasn’t your fault. It isn’t your fault. It will never be your fault. Please, please don’t think it’s your fault or even say that it’s your fault because it’s not. Okay? It’s not your fault.”

“But I was supposed to protect him. I was meant to keep him safe.”

“I’m supposed to keep you both safe. I’m your husband, and I promised to protect you no matter what. I failed, so technically it’s my fault.”

I made a face, leaning up and looking up at Mark, shaking my head.

“It-That’s the dumbest thing you’ve ever said. And you’ve said a lot of stupid shit before.”

He laughed as I reached up, placing my hand on his cheek.

“Mark, you have to believe me, there is no way it was your fault. You-It isn’t your fault.”

“Then why are you saying it’s yours?”

“Because I- I was his mother. I was supposed to keep him safe for nine months, just nine months and I couldn’t even do that.”

“I was his dad. I’m supposed to protect him and you. But Y/N listen to me, what happened, it was out of our hands. There was nothing, no way we could’ve prevented what happened.”

“I could’ve not went. I could’ve stayed in Seattle. The board could’ve looked into the plane. Webber could’ve not planted the seed in Alex’s head to pit Seattle against another hospital making Owen have to cut the funding, making him have to sign for the change in planes.”

“Y/N-”

I shook my head, huffing.

“No, no! This is- all of this could’ve been avoided!”

Mark laughed, causing me to glare up at him.

“This is not funny. Why are you laughing?”

“You Shepherds, you all hold grudges. Derek held a grudge against Owen for weeks after we all got back. Guess now it’s your turn.”

I nodded, moving so I was leaning against Mark’s chest, my head resting in the crook of his neck.

“Seems bout right.”

Mark smiled as he kissed my forehead, squeezing me.

“Besides, we’re already a family, we’re just, expanding. And whenever you’re ready, we can always try again.”

I nodded, smiling as I kissed his jaw.

“Okay.”

“I love you, you know that right?”

I made a face, leaning up and placing my hands on both sides of his face, smiling softly.

“Of course I know Mark.”

I leaned down, kissing him.

“Of course I know you love me. I love you too.”

Mark grinned as he surged forward, pushing me onto my back, hovering over me, causing me to laugh as he kissed me.

“I love you. I love you. I love you.”

I laughed, running my fingers through his hair as I grasped his bicep.

“I love you too you idiot.”

The years we spend as surgical residents will be the best and worst of our lives. We will be pushed to our breaking point. This is the starting line. This is our arena. How well we play, that's up to us.

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shit that got long, like suppppper long... sorry!

[mypoorexcuseforwriting]

“How am I meant to do this Derek?” You ask as you fall down on the ground beside his grave. “There is just too much going on, so many things I can’t deal with right now and no one to help me get through them. Yeah Amelia and Meredith are there but they’re not you Derek, they don’t understand me as well as you do…did” You say a stab to your heart making your eyes twinge with tears that you quickly wipe away. 

“It’s okay to cry Y/N” You hear Derek say and you look up to see him standing beside the gravestone, his favourite coat thrown over his shoulder, looking the same as he normally does when you come to visit. 

“No it's not Derek, I’m meant to be stronger than this, I’m a doctor, I’m not weak,” You tell him and he crouches down beside you, placing his hand over yours as if you’d be able to feel it, although the strange thing is, you could. 

“No your not,” he tells you and with those three words you lose it, tears streaming down your face as he crouches there watching you, not being able to do much else due to the fact he’s, well dead. 

“Distract me please” You get out in between sobs and just like that he’s blabbering on, asking you about the kids, Meredith, the family and ever so slowly you manage to silence your sobs, answering his questions as if he was still alive, on holiday and everyone was still sending him photos of their lives just as he was his, but that wasn’t the case, not at all. Your brother was dead.

A/N: Not particularly fond of this one but I liked the idea so decided to publish it

[bellarkeselection]

Sister Crush

Request from @a-woman-with-claws-and-fangs Reader has a crush on Derek but thinks he likes her sister Meredith. Instead it's in fact the opposite he likes the reader.

Having a sibling is fun when you're little and sometimes when you're an adult. But it hurts when you're sister flirts with the surgeon you're crushing on. Derek Shepherd is obviously attractive. Our friends labeled him as Mcdreamy and it suits him entirely. We'd seen each other outside of the hospital but he's always around my sister Meredith. I'm practically in her shadow with her since she's a year older than me. Our mother the best surgeon in Seattle Grace is what we have to live up too. Mer takes all the weight that our mother is sick so I can have a better life with less worries. Finishing my braid I see him reading charts of patients. "Hey Der." I waved his way using the nickname that brings a grin to his face. "Hey Y/n. How about we go out for drinks later?"

Just as I'm about to respond my sister jogs up to us smiling at him. "Hey Derek, drinks at Joe's with me tonight?" Bawling my hands into fists I feel angry towards her. She flirtingly twirls some of her hair. He closes his chart smiling but turning it down. "Sorry Meredith I've got labs to finish." She rolls her still following on his heels still trying a couple more times just today. She's unbelievable sometimes. Rumor spreading around the hospital is that she slept with him the day before our first days as interns and she can't let him go. I've never had a real boyfriend spending time watching mom's old surgery tapes, wanting to pour everything I can into this job like my mother would have.

Later that morning I'm re-reading notes for the intern exam in a few weeks until a coffee cup is placed in front of my book. Glancing up from the pages I see Derek standing above me. "What's this for?" He replied with a date I vaguely remember. "Friday, November 19. I met a woman who amazed me with her head buried in a medical book. Sitting at a table in the window of the coffee shop on the corner by Joe's bar." Tilting my head in confusion I sit the book down resting my head in the palm of my left hand. "Is there significance to that date, Dr. Shepherd?" He aims his index finger at me warmly, joining on me on one of the couches in the waiting room.

"Yes, just listen to me. This girl and I got our drink orders messed up so we had to switch. It was when I learned of her name and that her favorite drink from there was..." He trails off resting his chin on his hand with a perfect smile. "Hot chocolate..." I spoke taking a sip of the drink feeling the delicious flavors on my tongue. Parting my lips in shock I whip my head looking into his eyes. "I can't believe you remember the first time we met." He reaches over with his freehand tucking a fallen hair from my braid behind my ear ever so slowly. "Of course I remembered. I couldn't get you out of my head Y/n."

I feel a light blush creep up my cheeks but can't shake the feeling of how he's interacted with my sister. "You're just saying that to get me in bed." I scoff going to stand but he gently grabbed my right wrist stopping me. "No I'm not. Who gave you an idea like that?" Glancing over my shoulder at my crush I can't help think of my sister. I'd seen him come from our house the morning we became interns and he seemed pretty interested in her. "Because you're in with my sister. Derek Shepherd and Meredith Grey. The great love story of Seattle Grace." I feel tears start to slip from my eyes.

"It's only a rumor Y/n. A rumor because some workers saw us at the bar. But it's not what you think. Yes I slept with your sister, but it was the one time." He gets to his feet trying to explain the situation as I wipe away tears still not believing him. "The only time I've seen her outside the hospital was at Joe's to ask her about you. The things you like, don't like and if I could ask you out..." He slowly cupped my face in his hands leaning my head to his to give me a kiss.

Fighting my better judgment my hands wrapped around his neck kissing back. He sure knows how to kiss a girl that's for sure. "It's you, it's you Y/n Grey. I want you and only you." He breathes out breaking the kiss smiling lovingly down at me. My heart skips a beat at the realization. Derek Mcdreamy Shepherd actually likes me back. "You know they'll spread rumors about us too, Der." I whispered glancing to my feet. Especially among our friends that's for sure.

"Let'em spread baby. I have you in my arms that's all that matters. Now will you go on a date with me." He rests one hand on my hip, his left hand still resting on my cheek. I released a giggle pulling his lips onto mine for a quick kiss. "You could've asked me the day we met and the answer would've been yes. It'll always be yes, Derek Shepherd." He grins capturing his lips with my own pulling me closer to his chest.

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School Girl Crush

Request - Hii, if your requests are open, may i ask a little scenario for lexie grey realizing she's crushing on a girl (reader who is Derek's adopted little sister) for the first time? Reader is sarcastic smartass type of person but she's actually a really kind person and starts to notice lexie's change of behavior (like everyone) thank you ! Have a nice day!

Fluff

Warning - None?

Pairing - Lexie Grey X Fem!Shepherd!Reader

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You were a plague to her, like your very being was an attack on all of her systems. She couldn’t think straight with you around, she could barely speak around you. It didn’t help that you always around her, when you showed up at the hospital you joined in with her year of doctors. Everyone was on her about being Meredith Grey’s sister, now they were all over you since Derek said his sister was coming, you.

Lexie sighs, leaning her head on her hand. “I just don’t know what’s wrong with me.” She confesses to Jackson, who’s currently stuffing his face with lunch. 

“Well, for one you’re not eating.” He points over at her with his fork. “And secondly, you don’t stop staring at Derek’s sister. Kinda creepy.” That snaps Lexie right out of her trance of staring at the girl walking with Derek Shepherd into the cafeteria. 

“What? I’m not staring.” Lexie’s face goes red, heating up as she looks away from you as you turn and look in their direction. “I’m just looking.” She insists, reaching over to his Jackson’s arm.

A smirk comes to his face. “Uhuh, and I’m just sitting here.” He says, laning over the table a bit. “You like her.” He draws on, raising an eyebrow to the girl across form him.

Lexie shoots him a glare, looking down at her food. “She’s pretty tho.” Lexie mutters as you walk towards them. 

Jackson flashes you a bright smile, leaning on the table a bit as he turns to look at you. “Hey Y/n.” He flirts, winking at you. Lexie’s stomach twists at the sight of Jackson flirting with you. 

You just roll your eyes, pushing Jackson with a huff. “Avery.” You snip, “Shouldn’t you be with Sloan?” You raise an eyebrow, giving him a look that sent him packing to another table. “Bye.” You wave him off before taking his seat across from Lexie. “Grey, how are you?”

Lexie is shocked by your change in behavior. “What?” You repeat your question. “Uh good, why?”

You shrug, taking her drink from in front of her and taking a sip. “You seem red, feeling okay?” You raise an eyebrow, watching her face fade to a deeper shade of red. “You don’t look good Lex.” You note as Lexie turns away from you. 

Her heart was racing, thinking about you finding out the little thing she has for you. Lexie’s full attention falls on her sister walking with her friends down the hall. “I’m fine.” She insists, nodding to herself. 

“Hey.” You reach over, placing your hand on her arm. “I’m always here to talk Lex.” You offer her a small smile. “Or if you wanna do something else.” You wink at her before standing up and walking away from her with the small sway of your hips.

[merci-bitch]

Nobody Knows Where We Might End Up, Nobody Knows

Addison Montgomery x fem!reader

Warning(s): angst, blood, cheating, just pure sadness

A/N: Ok, here it is. And it was just as hell as the other episode. But I do hope you all like it, you all seemed to like the first part ! Thank you ! Xx

Tag - @woderfulkawaii

“Still don’t think it’s fair, Addison.”

“Boho Y/N.”

“Very funny Addison. Very funny.”

You heard Addison laughing on the other side of the phone.

“Suck it up buttercup.”

You could almost hear Addison’s smirk on the other side of the phone.

“You ain’t never had a woman like me.” Addison practically purred.

“Don’t start Addison.”

“Start what?”

[Pager beeps]

“Thank god for Bailey.”

Addison chuckled on the other end of the line and made a kiss sound and wished you a good day.

-

[Derek]:

The human life is made up of choices. Yes or no.

[Gunshot]

In or out. Up or down. And then there are the choices that matter. To love or hate. To be a hero or a coward. To fight or to give in. To live or die.

[Gasp]

Derek took a deep breath as the sudden pain raddled through him. He looked down himself and saw his light blue blouse turning dark. Derek touched the dark stain and felt his fingers getting sticky with something. That something being his own blood. Derek looked up and saw April standing above him, holding her hands up in defence.

“My name is April Kepner. I’m 28 years old. I was born on April 23rd, in Ohio.” April started rambling as she was held at gunpoint.

“I’m from Columbus, Ohio. M-My mum’s a teacher and my dad is a farmer…” April stuttered. “Corn. Corn, he grows corn. Their names are Karen and Joe. I have three sisters.” April said as she held up three fingers. “Libby’s the oldest, I’m next and then there’s Kimmie and Alice.”

The shooter didn’t lower his gun, but his eyes flickered between April and Derek.

“I haven’t done anything yet. I haven’t…I’ve barely lived. I’m not finished yet. No one’s loved me yet. Please, please. I’m someone’s child.” April choked on her own sobs as she spoke. “I’m a person. I’m a person.”

“Run.”

The shooter made eye contact with April as he gripped the gun tighter. April’s body started shaking and it took her everything she had to run.

[Derek]:

Live or die. That’s the important choice. And it’s not always in your hands.

-

“Why are they only getting civilians out? Where’s the staff?” Richard asked the police officer.

“Policy is to clear visitors room by room, floor by floor, and remove them before removing any nonessential hospital personnel.”

“Did they get the shooter? Do you know where the shooter is? Do you know who the shooter is?” Richard asked again.

“No sir.” The officer responded as he started walking away.

“Do you know anything?” Richard grabbed the officer’s arm. The officer gave him a weak glare before turning on the radio.

“Dr. Owen Hunt from Seattle Grace…”

“Commander, I’ve got sound.” Another officer said.

“We are coming out with a critical patient.”

“Dr. Torres. I’m up on peds, we’ve got a kid with a ruptured appendix.”

“Dr. Miranda Bailey. I’m on five.”

” He shot a doctor. In the ICU.”

“There’ are two dead security guards…” Miranda’s voice was trembling.

“This guy. Six-one, greying hair, moustache…”

“Dr. Y/N Y/L/N has been shot…”

“He shot a nurse up here, Karev…”

“Please come, we need help.”

“We’ve got a GSW to the chest, I need a way outta here if he’s gonna make it.” Mark explained through the call.

“He was looking for the chief, specifically the chief. He shot him. He shot Derek Shepherd, right in front of us. We need help.” Richard heard Cristina’s voice over the radio. He turned his eyes towards the hospital as the radio continued to sound. He heard his people cry for help, heard his people die. He would never be able to forgive himself. Never.

-

“How much further?” Mary asked as she continued to hold up the liquid in her hand.

“We’re almost there.” Bailey responded as she continued to drag you across the floor towards the elevator. “We’re gonna get her on the elevator, and then we’ll be right at the OR floor. We’re almost there.”

“We’re almost there, OK Y/N?”

“We’re almost there?” Your voice was barely a whisper.

“Just a few more minutes.”

Bailey pressed the button, but nothing happened.

“Dr. B?” Mary asked quietly.

You looked up and saw how Bailey continued to press the button. It didn’t matter how many times she pressed it, nothing seemed to happen. Bailey leant forward, pressing her ear against the doors of the elevator.

“There’s a hum elevators make when they are on. There’s a hum. There’s no hum.”

“What does that mean?” Mary asked.

“It means the elevators, they’re off!”

You heard Bailey run to the other side of the small hallway, towards the other elevator on the other side. Bailey continued to press the buttons, but nothing happened.

“The elevators aren’t working! The elevators aren’t working!”

You heard Bailey start to shout and how Mary tried her best to calm her down. Bailey clapped her hands as she yelled out,

“We need to get to the OR! Turn the elevators back on! Turn them back on!” Bailey shouted as she continued to press the buttons. “Oh, damn it!”

You squeezed your eyes tightly as Bailey started screaming. How her voice was raw with tears.

“Turn the elevators back on!”

Tears were streaming down her face.

“Please! The man is still here somewhere. He’ll hear us!” Mary tried as Bailey kept screaming out. It hurt. It was like a knife in the heart as Bailey screamed for help, she knew wouldn’t come. It was one who kept tearing around. One who couldn’t move. As if the gods above were looking down and laughing.

“Please, stop. Please, Dr. B!”

“OK. OK.”

“What are we gonna do?” Mary asked Bailey once she stopped screaming.

You made eye contact with Bailey. Both eyes were filled with tears. Bailey’s hands were covered in blood, your blood. The colour of your skin was draining. The sheet you were lying on had turned from a bright yellow colour to a deep dark red stained. You were lying in your own blood. “What are we gonna do?” Mary whispered when Bailey turned her back and took a few steps forward.

“Dr. B, what’s the plan?” Mary asked again. “You have a plan, right, Dr. B?”

Bailey was a wreck. She was crying silent tears. Her whole body was shaking at this point. She had to be cursed. She was going to lose another one of her interns. She was going to lose you. First George, then Izzy and now you. Why was this happening? Miranda took a deep breath and tried her best to fall on the ground again, to grip herself. She grabbed her shirt and wiped her face clean from the tears. She turned around again and took off the gloves she’d been wearing and slowly made her wat towards you.

“We can’t get to the OR, but she has to get to the OR.” Mary rambled. You made eye contact with Bailey again.

“Miranda. We should be on a first name basis.” Miranda sat down and pulled your head into her lap. You pulled off the oxygen mask with the help of Miranda, and asked,

“I’m dying, right? Am I dying now?” You said so softly, as you looked up at Miranda.

“Yes. Yes Y/N, you are dying. But I don’t want you to worry. I don’t want you to be afraid.” Miranda started tearing up again as you started crying. “Cause I…Am not going to leave you, OK? Mary. Mary. Mary and I, are gonna be with you, the whole time.” Miranda said as she’d grabbed Mary’s hand in hers and took a hold of yours.

“You are not alone. Do you hear me? You are not alone.”

You nodded your head and tried your best not to choke on your tears. You closed your eyes for a moment, trying your best to relax. To just be there. You opened your eyes again and looked up at Miranda, and asked weakly, “Addison?”

-

Addison walked out of OR with a smile on her face. Feeling relief wash over her as the surgery was successful. The new member of the practice, Anna, walked up to her with her phone.

“Dr. Montgomery, your phone was ringing for quite a few times. I think they left a voicemail.”

“You didn’t listen to it, did you?” Addison raised an eyebrow at Anna, a small grin on her lips.

“Of course not!” Anna flushed.

“I’m joking.” Addison waved her off and checked her phone, seeing 5 missed calls from you. You’d left a voicemail. She pressed play and lifted her phone up to her ear.

“I-I know you slept with Mark.” Addison’s face dropped.

“Lexie told me, when he was in LA with Sloan.”

Addison heard you choke on your sobs and felt her heart drop.

“W-Why couldn’t you answer? I-There’s a s-shooter in the hospital.” Addison lost the colour in her face.

Naomi walked to Addison, holding out a hand. She looked like she was going to faint.

“I-I’ve been shot.” Addison heard you laugh in shock.

“He shot me Addie. I couldn’t be quiet. I’m s-so sorry.” She heard you let out another pained sob.

“I made Bailey promise to tell me the truth. No matter what would happen. Will you still love me tomorrow? I-I lost the baby.”

Baby.

“I-I was planning to tell you when you came home. But I thought I-I’m not going to be there. I’m dying, Bailey told me I’m dying. Please tell me you’ll love me tomorrow.”

Addison couldn’t move.

“I-I’m freezing. But it doesn’t h-hurt anymore. That’s good, right?”

Then, Addison heard a faint sound of a gun being fired in the background and flinched.

Then, the line went dead.

-

It had been a week since the shooting, or more. She couldn’t remember. Addison had lost count of the days that passed. She couldn’t look at you without seeing you in that bed, with tubes down your throat and a scar from the wound in your lower abdomen. The words from Bailey still rang inside her head.

“She was dead, Addison. What the hell went through your mind?!”

“She was carrying your child!”

“Normally I would mind my own business if it wasn’t my intern that nearly died in my lap.”

There was a distance between the two of you, Addison knew that. She saw how you tried to remove that distance but how something held you back. She knew you hadn’t forgiven her yet, or if you even would. It pained her even more to see you struggle to forgive her when she knew damn well, she didn’t deserve it. In those small weeks Addison had gotten her job back at Seattle Grace, now called Seattle Grace Mercy West. She had yet to become somewhat friends again with Miranda. She knew it would take time, but this time? She was willing to be patient.

Addison stepped through the door and noticed how quiet it was. You still weren’t back yet; the wound was still healing. She knew you still suffered from the trauma but there would always be some small sounds when she arrived home. It was never just quiet.

Addison called out your name but got no response. Addison walked further into your home and saw the bathroom door slightly ajar. She stepped inside and saw you sitting in the water with your clothes on, mumbling to yourself as you shivered. Addison took quick steps over to the bathtub and went down on her knees, grabbing your arm. The water was ice cold, and your lips were turning blue.

“Hey, Y/N. you need to get out of the water.”

Addison said as she tried pulling you out, but you didn’t move. You were crying. Your sobs becoming louder as Addison continued to try to get you out.

“I-I don’t…I don’t want it.”

“Y/N- “

Addison continued to try to pull you out of the water when you turned to her, eyes red from crying and your voice hoarse.

“No, I didn’t want it! I don’t want you!” You nearly screamed at her.

Addison looked down into the water and saw your wound, you’d scratched at it. Addison stood up as you let out another heart-breaking sob to take off her shoes. She then stepped into the bath behind you. She grabbed your hands and pulled them up to your shoulders and made you lean back against her.

“Okay, listen to me. You’re not alone. OK? I’m right here with you.” Addison put her head on your shoulder as she spoke. She put her hand on your forehead, making you lean back against her as you tried to pull away. “Okay? You’re gonna breathe.” You took a deep breath with her, trying to fill your lungs with as much air as possible. Addison’s grip on your hands tightened with every deep breath you took. Breathing in and out with you.

It took you a while. Perhaps an hour or two? When Addison pulled you up and wrapped you in a towel, it was unclear what happened to you. You let her lead you. The next thing you knew, you were cuddled up close to her. Your hands having a tight grip on her shirt, being afraid she’d disappear if you let go. Addison wasn’t going anywhere. She was right where she wanted to be. With you.

[writeshite]

Almost Had a Husband, but Couldn’t Keep Him

Summary:

“I care, your sister cares, Derek cares, Richard—” “If Richard cared, he wouldn’t have made me work with Mark,” you interjected, “and if Addison cared, she wouldn’t have…she….” you divulge into blabbering as the feeling of hurt resurfaces again. The tears start up, and no amount of harsh rubbing will get rid of them. You hold your head in your hands, then throw the bottle against the wall; it shatters into pieces as you start laughing.

Pairings:

Mark Sloan x Male!Reader

Words: 2950

Tags:

Discussions of Alcoholism | Nosy Interns | Drunk Reader | Hangovers | Reader Has a Mental Breakdown

Author's Note:

I'm sorry this took way longer than I thought it would to finish writing and editing 😭, but here it is, for your reading pleasure, Chapter 2, Electric Bugaloo.

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George practically runs into the others, grabbing each of them before they can spy into the chief’s office and picking apart whatever both Dr. Shepherds were saying, correction yelling at him.

“What the hell, George?! We were getting some prime-time material!” Christina complained.

“Forget that; I’ve got something better.”

Alex butted in, “We’re talking Dr. Shepherd-level drama.” He shoved George aside, “You know that consultant doctor that stopped by—”

“He’s Dr. Sloan’s fiance—”

“Ex-fiance,” Alex corrects.

Christina’s mouth opens wide, as does Meredith, Izzie covers her mouth, and the three of them stand there in silence as they process the news. “Holy shit,” Christina remarked. “Wait, is that why McDreamy’s up there in the chief’s office?”

George nods, “I mean, wouldn’t you be if that happened to Meredith?”

“Wait, so is he coming back?” Meredith asks.

Alex shrugs, “I don’t know; the guy ran out; I haven’t seen him since.” 

McDreamy passes them just then, a flurry of footsteps, his face drawn into anger as Dr. Shepherd follows after him. The two’s voices can be heard even when they turn the corner and get further away; when the interns track back upstairs, they note the chief now arguing with his wife. Estelle’s hands are slammed onto the desk, and one goes up to point at the chief as she yells something; a small crowd has gathered a ways away to see the drama unfold as well, with Dr. Bailey standing off to the side, shaking her head, yet also listening.

When Estelle moves to leave the office, everyone disperses, and both sides of the walkway are filled as people try to act casual; glancing away when she passes; the chief exits his office just as the elevator closes. “What the hell are you standing around for? Get back to work! All of you!”

The air is tense when they make it to Dr. Bailey; she stands to the side of both Shepherds as they throw passive-aggressive insults at each other. McDreamy’s insults are far more aggressive, his demeanor less tolerant of his sort-of-ex-wife; Dr. Shepherd, on the other hand, looks apologetic, vying for any other emotion from her sort-of-ex-husband that isn’t anger. And Dr. Sloan is nowhere to be seen, at least in the nearby vicinity; Alex voices this out loud - Dr. Bailey shakes her head, Dr. Shepherd looks away, and McDreamy just snaps his clipboard in half before walking away.

Dr. Shepherd rolls her shoulders; she looks on the verge of tears, but she doesn’t say anything before leaving. Dr. Bailey sighs; turning to the group, she motions for them to follow. They skirt around other staff as Alex and George share what additional information they still have.

“No fucking way!” Izzie gasps, quieting down when she receives disapproving looks from others around them “on the anniversary of their engagement?!?”

“I’m surprised he didn’t beat the shit out of him,” Alex adds in, “I mean, that’s a pretty shit thing to do.”

Their whispers and heckling catch Dr. Bailey’s attention as she stops mid-step and turns back to them, pursing her lips, “I know you like to gossip and spread rumors in your spare time,” she begins, “but today is not the day.”

Alex shrugs; he opens his mouth to say something, but Dr. Bailey beats him to it, “Don’t you dare argue with me Karev, read the damn room and shut up!”

The interns’ mouths close, all of them exchanging looks as they continue to follow. The tense atmosphere doesn’t dissipate entirely by lunch; among the other staff, the incident is relatively forgotten, marked away as another chapter of Seattle Grace drama. For the Shepherds, and those closely involved however, it is far from forgotten. Alex joins them for lunch, looking haggard; his head slams into the table, and a groan leaves his lips as he relays the shit that being under Dr. Sloan’s thumb was today.

“How long do you think it’s gonna be like this?” Izzie wonders.

“Forever,” Christina responds, “chief brought in both Shepherds, who’s to say he won’t bring in the almost-Sloan too.”

“If he does, I hope Dr. Sloan gets punched again,” George adds.

“I hope he drops dead so I don't have to go through another day like today,” Alex chimes in.

You’d watched your phone ring to its heart’s content for three whole bottles before finishing it off; you laughed when it flew from your hand to the wall again, with bits of the screen chipping off entirely. After the ninth, tenth, maybe the thirteenth bottle, you’d started taking the pieces out individually, laying them to the side in your version of he loves me, he loves me not. The last piece of your phone screen turned into he loves me, which caused you to burst into laughter, then tears, then anger. You moved from the remains of your phone as someone knocked on the door; you scoffed when you saw Estelle on the other side.

“Oh honey,” she said.

“Don’t, oh honey me,” you sneered, “I don’t need your pity.”

You shuffled back into the room, sitting beside the bed, and took a swig of the alcohol. Estelle entered the room, eyes glancing around with worry as she noted the broken phone, discarded bottles of booze, and haphazard mess everywhere else in the room.

“Jesus,” she muttered.

“Doubt he can do shit right now,” you responded.

Estelle sat on the bed, not too far away from you but close enough to hold a conversation, “Honey, you gotta know this isn’t healthy; I mean, since when do you drink?”

You shrugged your shoulders; Estelle must not have found that a satisfactory answer as she grabbed the bottle; you glared at her when she refused to give it back. “Gods, I’m not an alcoholic, Estelle!”

“You might as well be; I mean, look at this place,” she gestured around the room, “you’re practically falling apart, and for what? Mark?”

You shake your head slowly, a slow laugh coming from you, “Don’t go there, don’t you dare sit there and judge me for dealing with my feelings this way.”

“It’s not healthy, honey; last time we spoke, you were doing so much better,” she says, “this isn’t healthy.”

You laugh, “Look, Estelle, I’m not in the mood for one of your lectures, just leave me alone; I’ll be out of your life and back home come tomorrow.”

“You can’t really think I’d feel comfortable leaving you alone in this state.” You don’t respond; taking a swig, you shrug. “Honey, you’re spiraling.”

“So? Who cares?”

“I care, your sister cares, Derek cares, Richard—”

“If Richard cared, he wouldn’t have made me work with Mark,” you interjected, “and if Addison cared, she wouldn’t have…she….” you divulge into blabbering as the feeling of hurt resurfaces again. The tears start up, and no amount of harsh rubbing will get rid of them. You hold your head in your hands, then throw the bottle against the wall; it shatters into pieces as you start laughing. Estelle stands off, watching you with bewilderment; you hold your head in your hands again, body hunched over as the tears mix with the laughter, and you’re on the cusp of another mental breakdown. You’d done so well to get fewer of those, but one day around Mark seemed to undo all that progress. 

“Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid….” you chant over and over again, hitting the side of your head quicker and quicker with every word. 

Estelle forgoes all decorum and grabs your arms, drawing them away, to stop you from hitting yourself, but all it does is make you wrangle in her grasp as you attempt to harm yourself more. When you can’t do that, you thrash until she releases you, and you’re falling onto your knees, face by the floor as you sob. Estelle squats down to your level; she comforts you as much as she can until you’ve calmed down enough to speak; when the tears stop, you’re left with red, puffy eyes and tear tracks all over your face. 

“I thought you said you were getting better,” Estelle comments.

You sniffle, “So did I….” wiping away at your eyes again, you laugh a little at yourself, “sorry.”

“It’s alright, hon,” she comforts you. 

When the sniffles die down as well, Estelle has you move from the floor to the bed; you sit beside her, eyes focused on your hands. “How did you handle Richard being with Ellis?” you asked.

Estelle sighed, “To tell you the truth, I don’t know,” she replied, “I just remember being so angry, but when the anger disappeared, I was empty. Empty because I knew it wouldn’t last long, Ellis Grey was not the most emotionally attuned with herself, and I was right.” She huffed, “but when Richard came crawling back, I almost didn’t care; there were moments I came close to just packing my bags.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“I don’t know,” Estelle truthfully answers, “sometimes I think I was an idiot to stay, other times…” she pauses, glancing at her ring, “other times I see the regret in his eyes, the way he wants to admit it, and I’m ashamed to say, it makes me want to stick by him. But over the years, it’s been tiring; I just don’t think I’d have it in me if he chose anything else over me again.”

“If it makes you feel better, I went out with Mark despite his reputation,” you quipped, “so in a way, we’re both idiots.” Estelle laughs at the joke, and soon enough, you’re joining her as well, both of you chuckle, and at the moment, you feel a bit better. With the adrenaline waning, your eyes droop, and you yawn as today's exhaustion finally catches up to you. You lie back on the bed and curl into yourself; Estelle’s wishes of goodnight sound so far away when you black out.

When you to again, you curse the happy little bird by your window as the raging pain in your head causes you to wince. The sunlight shines through undisturbed, and you glance guiltily around your hotel room, a glass of water and painkillers sit on the drawers beside the bed, and after downing them, you go about slowly cleaning up the room. You turn over the remnants of your phone and curse yourself for getting drunk; once the room is as clean as can be, you trudge out of the room with your belongings. You apologize profusely to the hotel manager and pay what’s necessary. You pray Estelle doesn’t find you before you catch a taxi because judging by the mess that was yesterday, she’ll no doubt be ready to beg you to stay. 

Unfortunately for you, she not only finds you as you make it to the lobby but has Derek right on her trail as well. Derek looks as ill-equipped for the morning as you feel, he’s stuffed into a trenchcoat, and his hair still looks morning tussled, barely presentable as if he just brushed it to the side. “Good, I caught you just in time.”

“Can’t stick around, Estelle; I’ve got to go,” you sidestep her, but she blocks your path. “Stay,” she begs.

You turn to Derek with a pleading look, “Estelle, let him go.”

“I brought you here to help me convince him,” she hisses at him, “you moved here for a fresh start; I want that for him too.”

“When I moved here, it was to get away from Addison; she followed me,” Derek clarified.

“So why didn’t you leave then?” Estelle countered.

Derek doesn’t respond, so Estelle turns back to you, “Look, honey, I know it’s tough but please, stay.”

“Why? So I can torture myself? I know you have the best intentions, Estelle, but there’s not much going for me in this city.” 

“You’ve got me and Derek and Richard, and my heart would break if anything happened to you back home, so why don’t you stay?” Estelle plays a dirty game, and by the time you’re walking out of the hotel, you’re calling up Richard and offering your services as a consultant for otolaryngological-related cases, and if Seattle Grace has the space, you’d be more than happy to be one of its orthopedic surgeons. Richard’s tone beams happily, and he offers a starting date a week later to give you the time to settle into the city.

Finding an apartment in a week is easier said than done, much more so when searching for a pet-friendly one. You just about manage to find one near the end of the week; in that time, Derek helps you settle in, and by the time Sunday night rolls around, you’re nearly passed out on your new couch as Derek gets the dogs’ beds inside. “I’m sorry for taking your weekend away.”

“Don’t worry, it’s alright,” he assures you, flopping in front of the couch, “I’m always happy to help a friend.” The dogs pile up on either side of him - on his left, your german shepherd, Atlas, rolls over his lap, exposing his belly for scratches, while on Derek’s right, your golden retriever, Gumdrop, lies across his legs - essentially trapping him. 

“They’ve missed you,” you comment.

Derek laughs, “I missed them too.” He takes Gumdrop’s face, tilting her head left and right while he coos at her. Gumdrop’s tongue flops out, and she barks eagerly at the attention. Atlas moves from Derek to join you on the couch, “You ready for tomorrow?”

“No,” you reply, “but I can’t really back out now, can I?”

“You know I’d be more than happy to sucker punch Mark for you,” Derek offers.

“I’ll keep that in mind, thanks,” you grin.

Mark gets called into Richard’s office early on Monday morning, and he is not a happy camper. He’d barely managed to sleep properly throughout the week and was very much not in the mood. The bags under his eyes go well with his steaming cup of coffee, disheveled hair, and sour mood. He nearly drops said coffee when he recognizes you from the back; you turn and greet him with disdain.

“Since the two of you share a history and will be working alongside each other, I’m hoping you’ll play nice,” Richard states. 

“For the sake of the patients, I’m willing to tolerate Dr. Sloan,” you speak first.

“I prefer Mark to Dr. Sloan,” Mark attempts, but you fold your arms.

“I don’t,” you firmly declare, taking a deep breath, so you don’t lash out this early in the morning, “there’s a consultation request later today; see you then, Dr. Sloan.”

When you leave the room, Mark turns back to Richard, demanding an explanation for your presence; Richard shrugs, “Well, I wasn’t going to deny having an ENT and orthopedic surgeon join the team; having someone as talented here is good for Seattle Grace.”

Mark leaves the office with a firm grip on his coffee; when he passes the interns, Karev practically dives behind the lobby desk when he passes by, Mark doesn’t let him have that and calls him out. He slithers out from his hiding spot and follows after Mark to the sound of his fellow interns’ laughter. Karev treads lightly around him, taking as many steps back as he can and keeping the sarcasm to a minimum, though Mark doesn’t give him the same reprieve. Having the man run out to every corner of the city he can think of to get some form of petty satisfaction.

Addison is near absent, mostly confining herself to the pediatric unit and any time outside that is unknown; Mark, on the other hand, has been on the hunt for you, but to no avail, as you evade him at every chance. The gossip mill is buzzing by lunch; Grey’s little group buzzes the most as they gawk at Mark at every turn. When Mark does finally see you for the consultation, you’re stood as far from him as possible, with O’Malley nervously looking at him when he enters. 

“Georgia, this is Dr. Sloan, his work closely aligns with mine, and he will be here to help us with the consultation,” you said. Just like in Richard’s office, you referred to Mark in a professional manner, though when it came to O’Malley, you were far less cold.

“So I’m not dying?”

“No, Georgia, you’re not,” O’Malley reassured her, “You just had a scare, but you’re perfectly fine, right, doctors?”

“Uh…yeah,” Mark responded, zoning back into the conversation. Georgia thanked all three of you and rushed out of the room with a skip of joy in her step; once she was gone, the easy, happy expression you had for her vanished, and you appeared just to shut down.

“Well, that’s good,” O’Malley mumbled, “her family’s gonna be happy she’s fine, especially her son; you should have seen him,” O’Malley rambled, “he’s so tiny and cute, he’s only six, but he’s like the rudest person I’ve ever met.”

Whereas O’Malley rambles slightly grated on Mark’s nerves right now, they struck something with you as you cracked your cold exterior and you smiled. “You should meet my sister; she’s ten times ruder than anyone you can think of,” you jest, “One time, she—” you cut yourself off when you found yourself turning to point at Mark, the words died down, and you closed off again. “It doesn’t matter; thank you for your help Dr. Sloan, and you as well, Dr….”

“O’Malley, George O’Malley, though I’m not really a doctor yet, still an intern, sir,” O’Malley corrected. “But you’re welcome.”

“Thank you, O’Malley, can I call you O’Malley?”

“Uh, George is fine, sir–I mean Dr—I mean—”

“Doc is fine,” you tell him.

End Note:

I will do everything in my power to drag you all through the angst before I give you even the tiniest drop of fluff 🙃, side note. Also thanks to this fic I now know I have no idea how to name pets 😅, and yes I know I picked the two most basic dog breeds 😭.

[shelbgrey]

Hey Pookie so there is this very sexy man named Mark Sloan and I was wondering if you could write some beautiful Fluffy/Smutty dating Headcanons for him PLZ

Dating Mark Sloan headcanons

Paring: Mark Sloan x Shepherd!Reader

Summary: headcanons about Mark Sloan dating Derek's little sister -SMUT warning!

💚MasterList ML2 💚Dating Mood board

You guys started fake dating... That's how it all started. He wanted to make Addison Jelouse and you just want to get back at her for hurting your brother Derek.

You had 10 rules to this plan:

NO Sex - you

Never break rule #1 - you

Be on Mark's services/work in plastics if needed -Mark

Go on dates at least twice a month to make the act look real - Mark

No kissing or touching - if you have to just kiss forehead/cheek and don't touch anything below the waist - you

No sex with nurses, Mark - it'll blow the cover - you

Be nice to my friends(I don't care if you hate interns) - you

Trust each other - mark

Don't play favorites in the hospital - includes not helping with most surgeries/patients - you

Don't fall in love with each other - you

Derek hates it at first, even during the time you guys were faking it all. “stay away from my sister” Derek snapped at mark.

“too late... We're already together”

Derek and Mark got into a fight... That ended with black eyes, bruises, and Mark needing stitches on his face.

“I'm sorry this happened” you mumbled softly as you stitched his jaw for him. He stared at you with those blue eyes you love so much. “don't worry about it”

“maybe we should stop this whole thing” you suggested, Mark shook his head. “no, we got this. Rule #8, remember?” but really he was already falling so hard for you and he wanted to keep you close as long as possible.

Spoil alert you guys broke rule #10 and fell hard for each other. Well he fell first, but you fell harder. “I want this for real... No more fake shit, I love you”

After that ordeal you figured you owed Derek an explanation. Derek never found out about the fake dating, but you need to tell him where your feeling stand. “you love him, don't you?” Derek asks.

“I do... And I trust him” you say.

“if he hurts you... Cheats on you, I'll kill him” simply Derek said and you guys moved on with your lives.

Once you guys start dating for real he faithful and his heart now belongs to you.

Even Derek gave him credit for that. During the few months of you guys actually dating, deek would keep an eye on him. A hot nurse would walk by and Mark wouldn't even look at her.

You see a different side to Mark. He stops looking at any other woman. He just looks at you.

His sweeter, gentler side is only reserved for you.

Callie is your biggest supporter. Always hyping your relationship up. Mark might go to her for relationship advice. Callie might even be a referee during arguments.

Callie is definitely your best friend. You, Mark, and her the hospital's main trio.

Double dates with Callie and Arizona or Derek and Meredith.

He needs physical contact all the time. Rather it be cuddling on bed or on the couch or holding hands in the hospital.

He's a big cuddler. Sometimes he'll just wrap his arms around you and pull you to his chest without saying anything.

He's so flirty with you. No matter how many years you've been together, he still thinks you're the sexiest, most beautiful thing he's ever seen.

Like I said, he flirts with you so much. Some times he'll come up behind you while your working and whispere suggestive comment in your ear or grab your ass.

“stop it! We're at work” you quietly scolded him after his gabered your ass. “I can't help it... You have a nice ass”

You steal his leather jacket all the time, even though it looks big on you he thinks it's hot as hell on you. Now and days the only time he sees that jacket is if your wearing it.

Dirty jokes all the time. If you hear something remotely dirty you'll whisper, “that's what she said”

If he's had a hard day, he either needs one of two things. A rough fuck or he needs to curl up beside you and cuddle.

The way he kisses you makes your heart race. He holds your face in his hands and you honestly feel like you and him are the only things that matter in the world.

But he is a rough kisser, but mostly he's a passionate kisser. He pours all his love and emotions into it, he makes sure your the only one on this earth he wants to love.

He's soft with you when it comes to holding you and give affection. He's so gentle and delicate and you can tell through the way he brushes your hair from your face or the way he nuzzles his face into your neck that he just absolutely adores you.

Your is Angel and he feels so unworthy of you. He's so lucky to have you in his life and he doesn't want to screw it up.

Mark's not the jelouse type and neither are you. Dispite his man-whore past you both have a lot of trust in your relationship, but if you be-friend Jackson I think Mark would get jelouse.

Mark hates the way Jackson looks at you, Mark knows he likes you. But your completely oblivious to it because all you see is Mark.

Doggie parents at the beginning of your relationship. You brought home a rotwiler puppy home without him knowing one time.

That dog is your protector rather or not Mark is there or not. He also gets jealous of Mark and will nuzzle his way between you too if your hugging or kissing.

Sometimes you guys will get home so late from the hospital you'll just want to set on the couch and watch TV because your both sleep deprived.

You guys really don't know why or how you got into it, but you found a Chanel that shows re-runs of American Ninja Warrior and old WWE matches. You guys just stated watching them all the time.

He calls you Angel

You guys play wrestle all the time. Sometimes he'll just let you win because he loves seeing you being so happy about.

He steals the covers all the time and if you get cold you'll cuddle closer to him to get warm. He's relized this, so he'll intentionally steal the covers just to have extra cuddle time.

You get upset if he makes the interns that are on his service get him coffee or get his dry cleaning. “they aren't your servants, Mark” you say, taking the money back from the intern.

If you want Mark to do that stuff himself, you have to threaten to do it yourself. “I'll get it, I'm going that way anyway” you say and mark will quickly stop you. “no, no, I'll do it... You don't have to do that crap for me”

You guys don't fight often, but if you do it's usually a couple of days of the silent treatment. Both of you are too stubborn to say sorry or admit your wrong too.

Watching old Universal monster movies, your favorite is The Bride of Frankenstein. You even got him to dress up at the two monsters with you on Halloween one time.

If your sick he'll drop everything and take care of you, he doesn't care if he catches whatever you have he wants you comfortable and cared for.

His apartment getting the 'girlfriend touch', everything is just cleaner and more organized when you start living with him. “where's my belt?” Mark asked looking all over the bedroom floor where it used to be.

“in your dresser where it's supposed to be... And if I step on it one more time it's going in the trash”

✨Passenger princess✨

If you have a Stanley or a water bottle, whatever you drink out of, Mark will probably be drinking out of it too. You guys kiss and have sex all the time, so he doesn't care if he drinks after you.

NSFW headcanons:

He’s an expert at foreplay. He’ll spend as much time as he can trying to get you hot and bothered or worked up.

He has a tendency to grip the headboard when he's close to cumming.

He has this mischievous kind of charm to him and he uses it to his advantage when it comes to getting your attention. He knows all your ticks and can easily get your riled up.

Mark loves bitting your neck just to hear you moan. When you finally give in to him, he'll lay you down on the couch or bed and start pealing your clothes off to reveal your chest.

He's definitely the dominant person in bed and your not complaining, he'll get rough and pound hard enough were the bed starts rocking.

The sex maybe rough, but Mark isn't not big on insults. He refuses to degrade you and will only use sweet words.

If you’re struggling to take him in or taking long to adjust, he’ll whisper reassurances that you’re doing a good job while rubbing his hands on your back and thighs.

He prefers missionary, growling in your ear while his hands grip yours above your head.

Mark also loves watching your face while you bounce up and down his dick. He loves the expressions you make when he thrusts up into you when you least expect it.

Mark just likes to lay back and just watch you ride him, he loves the feeling of your thighs and ass in his hands.

He's a soft/mean Dom, it just depends on his mood. But no matter what he always makes sure your comfortable. He loves to take control in the bed but would never push you.

He loves the sounds you make. The moaning, the begging, everything.

Loves eating you out,your legs around his head. He loves your legs in general and loves leaving kisses on the insides of your thighs. He'd rather pleasure you for hours than receive.

He has big chocking kink, he won't be too rough about but he loves wrapping his fingers around your neck and feeling your pulse when he's ramming into you.

He love getting head. I feel like he’d like having you on your knees. Plus, feeling your lips around him pushes him closer to cumming in your mouth.

Bondeg kink, handcuffs, his ties, belts, he'll tie you up with anything if your comfortable with it.

There's also a tone of jealous sex. If he sees Alex shamelessly flirting with you expected to be tied to bed as fucks your brains out. If he sees Jackson touch you in a way thats reserved only for him you’re pinned against the wall.

There has been a couple of times Derek has walked in on you while you both are getting it on in one of the on-call rooms, it's safe to day Derek has lernd to knock.

“Mark, he literally saw it” you gasped from under mark.

He kissed your neck. “I was too busy to notice”

This man is amazing when it comes to aftercare. He knows exactly what you need. After your both cleaned up, he'll pull you to his chest to cuddle.

[sebastianstangirl01]

Here’s my Masterlist!

Masterlist Last Updated: 4/7/23

Please make some requests about any of these people and is someone you want to request who isn’t on here still feel free to do so and I might be able to write it!!!

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The Night Agent: Requests Open

1. Peter Sutherland x reader

Peaky Blinders: Requests Open

1. Thomas Shelby x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child)

2. John Shelby x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child)

3. Arthur Shelby x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child)

4. Sister Shelby Reader

5. Alfie Solomons x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child)

6. Bonnie Gold x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend)

7. Finn Shelby x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend)

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1. Chris Evans x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child) All Characters

2. Sebastian Stan x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child) All Characters

3. Robert Downey Jr. x reader (daughter) Tony Stark

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1. Jensen Ackles x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child) Dean Winchester

2. Jared Padalecki x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child) Sam Winchester

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1. Jay Halstead x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child)

2. Kelly Severide x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child)

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4. Tom “Iceman” Kazansky x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

5. Nick “Goose” Bradshaw x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

6. Rob “Slider” Kerner x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

7. Hollywood x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

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1. Tom Cruise x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

2. Glenn Powell x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend)

3. Miles Teller x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend)

4. Lewis Pullman x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend)

5. Val Kilmer x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

6. Patrick Swayze x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

7. Brad Pitt x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

8. Rob Lowe x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

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1. Darry Curtis x reader (sister, girlfriend, wife)

2. Sodapop Curtis x reader (sister, girlfriend)

3. Dallas Winston x reader (sister, girlfriend)

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1. Anthony Bridgerton x reader (wife, sister, girlfriend, daughter)

2. Benedict Bridgerton x reader (wife, sister, girlfriend)

3. Colin Bridgerton x reader (wife, sister, girlfriend)

4. All Bridgertons x Sister reader

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1. Mark Sloan x reader (wife, sister, girlfriend, daughter)

2. Derek Shepherd x reader (wife, sister, girlfriend, daughter)

3. Jackson Avery x reader (wife, sister, girlfriend, daughter)

4. Alex Karev x reader (wife, sister, girlfriend, daughter)

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Doc Holliday x Reader (wife, girlfriend, daughter, sister)

Earp Brothers x Sister Reader

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Derek Morgan x Reader (wife, girlfriend, daughter, sister)

Aaron Hotchner x Reader (wife, girlfriend, daughter, sister)

Spencer Reid x Reader (wife, girlfriend, daughter, sister)

Jennifer Jareau x Reader (daughter, sister)

Emily Prentiss x Reader (daughter, sister)

David Rossi x Reader (daughter)

BAU x Reader

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Joe Burrow x Reader (wife, girlfriend, sister)

Travis Kelce x Reader (wife, girlfriend, sister)

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Smut

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Amelia Shepherd - God complex

originally posted on my wattpad @MayaBishop_is_myWife

Pairing: Amelia Shepherd x fem!reader

Fluff

Word count: 1.3k 

!!not proofread!! 

also don't question the timeline of this it's all over the place w the characters in the actual series

(reader is head of cardio at grey sloan)

Summary: Teddy returns to the hospital and get an update from Bailey and Meredith about how things work and finds out reader and Amelia are dating.

Meredith POV:

"Okay so, you need updating in anything else, because that's all the new staff and equipment we have since you were last here?" Bailey, me and Teddy were all sitting round meeting table going over all the things Teddy needs to know before going back into the hospital since it had been quite a few years.

"Okay so Derek has a sister, who's also your sister and then you found out you had another sister from your mom and the chief is her dad..?" 

"Yes, basically. Was that the only thing you actually remembered?"

"No, of course not I got the whole thing but that part just really stuck out to me." 

"It stuck out to all of us." Bailey said which caused us all to laugh a bit. 

"Okay but seriously, this place always, always, has drama so cmon ladies give me the tea!" I was about to respond when all of our pagers went off.

"We'll duty calls, but catch me after and I'll fill you in." We both had shit eating grins on our faces as we all ran down to the ER and Bailey just rolled her eyes calling us children. 

Time skip to the ER

Teddy POV:

"We got a multi-vehicle collision coming in I need all hands on deck here people!" I yelled as I walked into the ambulance bay and waited for them to come in. All the attendants and interns were out there waiting as well so I took some time to take in all the new faces. 

As I was looking round a certain pair caught me eye, two attendings slightly secluded from everyone else, whispering to each other and in their own little world, smiling the biggest smiles I've seen in a while. I recognised them both as Dr Shepherd and Dr Y/l/n. Head of neurosurgery and head of Cardiothoracic surgery. I assumed they were friends and moved my attention from them as the ambulance was pulling in. 

"56 year old male, major head injury, penetrating chest wound, possible cardiac tamponade, crush injuries to the torso and both legs broken!" Yelled out the paramedic. 

"Okay, Shepherd, Y/l/n and Torres I need you guys with me on this one!" I called out and heard the doctors running behind me. We made it into trauma one and started saving this man. 

Time skip to once they're in surgery, reader is fixing heart, Amelia is fixing the brain injury, Callie is doing the legs and Teddy is fixing the crush injuries

"Quite a crowded OR for your first day back Teddy huh?" Callie said to me.

"Yeah, it is. But you know, I think I prefer it like this in the first day back because now I can get all the updates on the hospital drama." All three women laughed and then Amelia piped up "Alex and Jo got married." 

"Oh my god, no way!" 

"You should see them they're so adorable together, Alex really grew up and became a good man." Callie said.

"Yeah I can tell, aw that's so sweet I'm happy for them both."

"Oh, did you hear about Amelia absolutely crushing Derek in her presentation on why she should be head of neuro and not him?" Callie added.

"No, I did not hear, please do tell."

Amelia POV:

Callie is talking about how my speech was so good and blah blah but I just can't stop looking at my gorgeous girlfriend. She's so cute in her scrub hat, it's blue and had little yellow ducks on it, and she's got her concentrated face in which makes it even more adorable. 

"Amelia..? Amelia.., Dr Shepherd!?" Callie said pulling me out my thoughts. "Huh, wha- oh yeah, uhm thank you, really thanks means a lot." I stammered, embarrassed I had been caught staring. I knew I had been see. because before I looked at Callie she winked at me and I could just tell under that mask she a shit eating grin plastered in her face.

"Mmhhmmm." Callie said very over-dramatically.

"Shut up." I mumbled, Callie just laughed and carried on her little gossip session with Teddy. By this point I had finished my part of the surgery so I was scrubbing out but before I left I went over to y/n which caused Callie and Teddy to slow and quiet down their chat just a little bit so they could see what was going to happen. 

I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist and put my head in her shoulder no one said anything A: because they were all scared of us and B: because she was almost finished anyway, just suturing the guy back together. "Hey once you're done closing wanna go get some coffee?" I asked her casually. "I'd love to." she leaned back into me slightly as she had just finished the last stitch to close the man up. "Hey, how your knee?" I asked her. Y/n injured her knee while on a run so it's a little painful for her to stand for too long. "No I'm fine, don't worry." At this point she had taken off her gown and gloves and we walked out to the scrubbing area and started washing our hands. Once we were done we walked out to the coffee cart and got some.

On the way back we saw Callie, Meredith, Maggie, Bailey, Teddy, Alex, Jo and Arizona in the attending's lounge and decided to go and

join them. When we're about to go in we heard Meredith say something about us being together and then Teddy said "Yeah I kinda guessed that one but are they not like, insufferable? Not because of PDA but because let's be honest out all the surgeons here cardio and neuro, especially if they're head of the department which both of them are, they're both the most likely to have a major god complex surely?" We were broth a bit taken aback when we heard this so decided to ease drop a little longer. "No actually you'd be surprised, they balance each other out perfectly and they're adorable so it's like a win win, they keep each other from screaming at interns and thinking their better than everyone and that they can do anything and we get a cute couple." Everyone in the room laughed at that and we were both happy that Meredith jumped to our defence immediately. She is Amelia's sister but she is like my sister as well. After that we decided to go in.

"Hey guys." and "Hello" were said from every angle as we walked in. After that we kinda just carried on with updating Teddy and general conversation amongst all of us. 

As it got later in the evening (the surgery took up most of the shift) y/n started to get a little tired so instinctively she wrapped her arms around me and put her head in the crook of my neck. "You okay there?" I ask her and just get a tired hum in response. At this point hushed conversation is still going on but most attention is on us as people started teasing us for being "so sweet". 

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up." I said in response to all the teasing. "Can we go home now? Shifts over." I hear my girlfriend say, her voice slightly muffled because of her head being nestles into my neck. "Yeah cmon let's go home." We bid everyone a good night and headed home to a night full of cuddles and movies.

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Baby Shepherd - Part 2 - Jo Wilson x Shepherd!Sister!Reader

Summary: Amelia knows about your relationship with Jo Wilson now. But what happens when the other Shepherd sisters decide to visit Seattle? All of hell to break loose apparently.

/// Flashbacks ///

A frown crossed your face as Addison finished giving you the safe sex talk.

"But, what about girls?"

Addison paused for a moment, understanding why Liz had asked her to give you the talk instead one of your other sisters. Her head tilted to the side as she nodded to herself, noticing how you were playing with your fingers nervously.

"Well, with girls..."

///

"Is there a reason you asked me to give her that talk; not anyone else? I'm pretty sure Nancy would have given her it too." Addison enquired to Liz after you'd ran off to chase Amelia around the garden because she'd taken your favourite hoodie.

"I thought she'd be more comfortable with you." Liz explained, smiling softly as you and Amelia rolled around in the grass. Addison raised an eyebrow at that, wondering if Liz was someone you were comfortable with. However, judging by the answer you'd given her when she asked if you'd spoken to anyone else, Liz only had a hunch.

///

Amelia could tell something was bothering you by the way you were playing with your fingers.

"You okay?" Amelia raised an eyebrow, stopping what she was doing at her desk so she could sit on the bed with you.

"Do you remember, when I was six, and the only way I would sleep was if we were in the same bed, so I slept in the same bed as you for nearly six months? Why did you never tell me to go back to my own bed? Nancy did, mom gave up and Kathleen still thinks I need to grow up. You didn't tell me if you found me annoying and you never said that you didn't love me, even though I was so annoying." You rambled, sniffling slightly as Amelia looked at you in confusion.

"That was a decade ago... and you were my personal cuddle monster when I was eleven, then we had our shared love of unicorns a year later. You weren't annoying and I'm not going to stop loving you." Amelia replied, chuckling at the memory of when you were six and Amelia was eleven.

"Even if..."

"Even if what?" Amelia smiled slightly, pulling you into her comforting embrace as you hesitated.

"Even if I want to be with a girl, and not a guy?" You couldn't bare to look your sister in the eye as you asked, biting your lip and waiting for a negative reaction.

You hadn't even realised how long you had been playing with your fingers until Amelia entwined yours with hers.

"Even if you want to be with a girl." Amelia smiled, pulling you into her side as you let out a breath of relief. Your eyes steadily closing as your head rested on her shoulder, relaxing finally.

"Have you told anyone else?" Amelia whispered, feeling you stir in her arms.

"Um... I had to ask Addison about girls, when she tried to talk to me about sex. She probably figured it out from there." You explained, your nose crinkling up as you remembered the talk, whilst your gaze was locked onto playing with Amelia's fingers.

"Is there anyone that's caught your eye?" Amelia enquired, hiding a smile as you flustered.

"Um, there's Bobby, she's the goalie for the football team... she's nice..." You hesitantly smiled as Amelia grinned.

"She's nice?" She teased, poking you in the ribs as you giggled.

"We might have kissed once or twice..." You admitted, giggling as Amelia grinned at you in excitement.

///

Whilst there were five years between you and Amelia, there were twelve and a half-ish years between you and Derek.

Derek was a resident when you were sixteen, so it was hard to catch him when he wasn't working, but you'd go over to the hospital he was working at after football practice, especially after Bobby got concussed and needed a neuro consult at the hospital.

"CT scan looks like there's no brain bleed, just a grade 3 concussion. Your friend needs low light, quiet and to not sleep too long, okay? I had an interesting case on the neuro speciality today, actually, do you want to see?" Derek asked, looking over the head CT.

"I like girls."

Derek paused, raising an eyebrow at what you had blurted out.

"I like girls." You re-affirmed, forcing yourself to look your big brother in the eye as he gave you a confused puppy look for a moment.

"You like girls? That's great!" Derek grinned, wrapping you up in a hug as a squeal left your lips.

/// Back to the Future ///

"Do you think Amelia is okay with us together?" Jo enquired as the two of you walked hand in hand towards your apartment, having just finished a shift at the hospital.

"She doesn't hate you, Jo." You replied, twirling Jo around as she grinned at the movement.

"Her shovel talk was intense though." Jo admitted, biting her lip before you gently raised your hand to coax her lip from her teeth.

"She cares, she's my closest sister and practically raised me... when she was sober. So, she's protective. It's my other sisters we need to be careful around, I'm not even out to them, or my mom... she can barely look at me already." You grumbled, sighing as you unlocked your apartment door.

"I'm going to run a bath, I'll call you over when it's done." You smiled, kissing Jo quickly before walking towards the bathroom. Jo smirked slightly as she watched you walk away, her focus breaking when your phone began to ring.

Big Sister Liz calling

"Hello? Y/n Shepherd's phone."

Liz raised an eyebrow as a) you didn't send her to voicemail, and b) it wasn't you even answering your phone

"Babe, who is it?" You called out from the bathroom, loud enough that Jo could hear you clearly over the sound of running water.

A small smile crossed Liz's lips as she heard you call the woman answering your phone 'babe'.

"Tell Y/n I'll call back later, sorry for interrupting." Liz apologised before hanging up, leaving Jo to frown.

"The bath's ready. Who was that?" You leaned in the doorway, raising an eyebrow as Jo let out a breath.

"I think Liz just called, but she said she'd call you back later and she's sorry for interrupting." Jo explained, passing you your phone as she got up to walk towards the bathroom.

"Right..." You murmured, frowning slightly to yourself before Jo distracted you from your thoughts by enticing you into sharing the bath.

///

"Oh, shit!" You exclaimed, shifting in the bath tub as realisation washed over you.

"What? Hey, what's wrong?" Jo realised, helping you sit further up in the tub as you began to panic.

"Liz heard me call you babe, that's why she apologised for interrupting!" You exclaimed, climbing out of the bath tub as Jo followed, wrapping you both in towels as you checked your phone.

A large breath of relief escaped your lips as you found you hadn't been bombarded with phonecalls and texts from your other sisters.

"I'm so sorry I answered the phone, I didn't think when it rang and it said 'big sister Liz' but, i'm so sorry!" Jo apologised, panicking until she saw you were calming down.

"What's happening? Are we happy or terrified?"

"Well, I haven't been sent a load of messages from my sisters about how outraged they are they never knew I liked girls, so either Liz hasn't told them, or she didn't hear me." You theorised, shrugging until you noticed you were standing in your towel and so was Jo.

"Sorry I ruined the bath time." You grimaced, putting your phone back down as Jo reached over for your towel.

"How about we make up for it in the shower?" Jo suggested, biting her lip as you raised an eyebrow in amusement.

///

You were laying on the couch, body tangled with Jo's so much that it was hard to see where one of you started and the other ended, especially under the blanket.

Your phone ringing with Liz's contact details on the screen was enough for you to sit up and take a deep breath, glancing at Jo as she sat up too, pulling you into her lap.

"Hello?"

"Hey little one, how are you doing?" Liz smiled as you picked up the phone.

"I'm okay, how are you all?"

"We're doing all doing okay here. So, I called earlier and, your friend picked up-" Liz was cut off as she heard you take a sharp intake of breath, realising you were on the verge of panic.

"Anyway, I was just calling to catch up, see how're you're doing, you seemed happier, even with that photo you accidently shared on social media. I'm happy you're happy Baby Shep, and you know I love you no matter what, okay?" Liz explained, smiling even though you wouldn't be able to tell through the phone call.

The phoneline went silent as you let out a shaky breath, your free hand playing with Jo's fingers until she pulled you further into her lap, your head leaning on her shoulder to reassure you. It was the kiss on your forehead that gave you the strength to say what you said next.

"Jo. Her name is Jo. Jo Wilson. She's, she's my girlfriend, and I love her... a lot."

Jo grinned into your hair as you finally had the courage to tell Liz about her, and about you.

"Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me, little one. This doesn't change the fact that I love you, because you're my baby sister and I do. I hope one day you're comfortable enough with me visiting and meeting this girlfriend of yours?" Liz hesitated, pride bristling in her chest as she realised that you were happy and that you trusted her with this.

"Yeah, that would be nice, but, um, mom, Nancy and Kate don't know..." You trailed off, smiling slightly as Jo kissed your cheek.

"I won't tell them, little one, that's for you, but only when you're ready, okay? I have to go, I'll talk to you another time, okay? I love you, bye." Liz smiled before hanging up. Her hunch had been right all along.

A large breath escaped your lips as you put the phone down, turning your head so you could hug Jo tightly, kissing her cheek several times.

"I love you, I love you so much!" You declared, smiling as Jo giggled at the affection.

"I love you too, baby. So damn much!" Jo replied, her hand going to your chin so she could kiss you properly.

///

"So... the Shepherd charm worked, ey?" Amelia teased as she watched Jo gazing after you, smirking slightly as Jo turned to look at her.

"Shepherd charm? Pff, please, I charmed her." Jo smirked before hurrying over to where you were waiting for her.

"So, that movie comes out tonight and I was thinking we could get dinner too?" You smiled, chewing your lip as Jo gave it a thought.

"Dinner and a movie, that sounds like a date, Shepherd." Jo smirked, the two of you looping back to the nurses station to grab the tablets.

"Well, I'd hope so-" You fell silent as you spotted Amelia giving you a panicked look, eyes flicking to the people standing with her.

"Oof! Hey, why'd you stop? Are you okay?" Jo exclaimed as she all but walked into the back of your frozen body.

"Babe, what's wrong?" Jo whispered, trying to get your attention but you were looking over at some people in the distance, a horrified look on your face.

Jo's hand lingering on the small of your back didn't go unnoticed by Kathleen, who raised an eyebrow before seeing if Nancy had seen the same thing. Amelia's eyes widened as she realised what was happening, her jaw clenching as she spotted the judgemental looks that your sisters were throwing you and your, unbeknownst to them, girlfriend.

"Well, dear, how have you been?" Mama Shepherd enquired, turning to Amelia as she hadn't spotted you and Jo like your sisters had, yet.

"Uh, I'm fine, a lot of neuro consults to get to... what, what are you three doing here?" Amelia enquired, raising an eyebrow of confusion whilst masking the panic on her face.

"Well, neither you or Y/n have attended the last few family gatherings, so..." Nancy began to explain, raising an eyebrow as she realised you were walking over.

"And we wanted to make sure you weren't dead in a ditch somewhere... and you're here too, so that's two birds with one stone." Kathleen replied, brushing you off as you barely withheld rolling your eyes at your older sisters' attitudes.

"Well, it was nice seeing you but we have surgeries to do and-" Amelia began, trying to get you, her and Jo away from all the judgement.

"We're only here for two days, but we were hoping to all meet for dinner tonight, you can bring your... partners too." Nancy paused, looking over you as you winced under her gaze.

"Does he work here? Can I meet him?" Your mother enquired, making you realise she was talking to you.

"Uh, yeah... um..." your hand was shaking as Jo entwined her fingers with yours, squeezing your hand reassuringly as you let out a breath.

"This is Jo, uh, Doctor Jo Wilson... my girlfriend. I, I like girls."

"Oh! Well... that's, nice to meet you?" Nancy spluttered, taken by surprise as Jo stepped forwards, shoulder to shoulder with you as you clung to her hand for dear life.

Your eyes flickered from Nancy to Kathleen as your older sister scoffed slightly, almost smirking.

"Oh, wait, you're being serious? It's not some temporary arrangement because you're lonely?" Kathleen asked, gesturing between you and Jo as Jo clenched her jaw, holding her tongue as your grip on her hand waivered with anxiety.

Tears filled your eyes as your gaze shifted to your mother and her blank expression, she was finally looking at you.

Your mouth opened to speak but your phone buzzed with a page.

"I'm needed in the OR." Your voice was wavering as you turned to walk away, not seeing how Nancy was giving you a concerned look as Kathleen rolled her eyes.

///

"Kepner paged me too, guess she needed cardio and a resident." Jo explained as you and her got ready to scrub in.

"Hey, you know Kathleen likes to try alienate you, don't let her get to you, go be a superhero in that OR." Amelia rallied you, massaging your shoulders to remove the tension as Jo frowned at the anger on your face.

"Kathleen is the sister who called me a mistake when I was seventeen because I crashed her car. She's never apologised for it." You explained as you and Jo moved over to the scrub room sinks.

"Well, you're definitely not. Let's not let Kathleen get in your head, not when you have a patient to save. You're a freaking superhero, remember? Now go in there and be a superhero!" Amelia replied, nodding as you let out a breath, holding your arms up before going to walk into the OR.

A squeak left your lips as a hand slapped your ass playfully, your gaze meeting Jo's smirk before you realised Amelia was the culprit.

"Get in there!" Amelia cheered, smiling as you chuckled, Jo following you into the OR.

"Hey, Kepner, you ready to go?" You smiled, rolling your shoulders and cracking your neck as you were gloved up and ready to go.

It was only when you entered the sterile field and looked up that you felt your heart drop to your stomach.

"For fucks sake." You growled, glaring at the floor as April raised an eyebrow, whilst Jo's eyeline went up to see what you had seen.

"Everything okay?"

"Unwelcome older sisters in the gallery." Jo quietly explained, glancing at you as you began to work.

"Oh, well, I know what it's like to have annoying sisters, Shepherd, trust me." April remarked, sighing as she thought back to her sisters at her bridal shower for her and Matthew's wedding.

Jo snorted, grinning under her mask as you let out a quiet laugh, hoping your sisters didn't hear that up in the gallery.

The vitals machines going off stole your attention however.

"Patient's crashing!"

///

Amelia's face fell as she entered the OR gallery, spotting Kathleen and Nancy sat watching you.

"One of epi! Charge paddles to 120! Clear!" You exclaimed as you tried to bring the patient back to a sinus rhythm.

"Charge to 150! Clear!"

"Sinus rhythm." you let out a breath, meeting April's eyes as the two of you continued to work. Jo smiled as she glanced up at the gallery, meeting Amelia's eyes as she smiled back.

///

"They've gone. But they insist on dinner, including you, Wilson." Amelia explained as you and Jo scrubbed out at the end of the surgery.

The patient was going to make it.

"Ugh... did you try saying we had surgeries?" You asked, running your hands down your face as Amelia grimaced.

"They saw the OR board. But they don't know that we're all on call, so at least we have that if we need to get out." Amelia explained, reaching over to squeeze your hand, stopping you from playing with your fingers.

"Where's the dinner being held anyway?" Jo enquired, wrapping her arm around your waist so she could pull you closer to her, smiling when you leaned into her.

"Meredith's, but I can't cook, Maggie and Meredith are at the hospital tonight, so... Owen is cooking then leaving before they get there. Emphasis on before!" Amelia explained, lightly whacking you on the arm when you let out a breath of relief at her not cooking.

"This dinner is going to be hell." You whispered, leaning further into Jo as she wrapped her arms around you, pulling you into her lap as the three of you sat in the attending's lounge, ignoring how Jo was a resident. She was chief resident anyway.

"Hey... I love you." Jo whispered, her hand going to your chin so she could pull you into a kiss.

"I love you too." You whispered back, closing the distance.

"Okay, leave room for unicorn jesus!" Amelia coughed, interrupting the two of you before any kind of make-out session could occur.

"Spoil sport." You whined, smiling as Jo pressed one single kiss to your neck before Amelia interrupted.

"I'm still here you know!" She teased, smirking slightly as Jo swallowed nervously and you rolled your eyes.

///

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