This will be a compilation of oneshots of Owen and Amelia that I am writing on Tumblr...

Birthdays

It was my birthday recently…and I thought of this one shot of Amelia and birthdays. Enjoy! : )

5 year old Amelia Sheperd loved birthdays. For all 5 birthdays she'd had so far- her parents always made it a point to organize a huge barbeque party in their backyard, with all the neighbourhood children, her kindergarten friends and the children of her family friends all gathered around her singing happy birthday. She'd blow the candles, then she'd run happily in the backyard playing games with the other children. Her father would then carry her on his shoulders and running around the backyard with her, singing happy birthday again to his giggling youngest daughter.

6 year old Amelia Sheperd almost forgot her birthday. Well, technically she didn't forget, but she wanted to. Because when she forgot, she would also forget the memories of her father standing beside her, smiling down lovingly at her as she blew the candles on her birthday cake. She wanted to forget all the memories of her father, but she couldn't. They were forever ingrained in her mind. For her 6th birthday, her mother brought her a birthday cake as usual- and few neighbourhood friends and close relatives were invited. But it was just not the same anymore, even 6 year old Amelia could sense it. The mood surrounding her birthday was solemn, with everyone singing happy birthday to her as a formality. Something somewhere was missing, and she couldn't quite put a finger on it. That night, she cried herself to sleep in her brother Derek's arms, thinking of and missing her father. That night she dreamt of meeting him.

15 year old Amelia Sheperd actually ran from home to escape her birthday. After school, she walked herself to a park a far distance from home, and loitered herself there until nightfall. By then her family members were frantically searching for her, the food cold and cake left untouched, and their friends have all went home, after having waited the whole day for the birthday girl to appear at her own birthday party. Carolyn Sheperd called the police, and when the police caught her and brought her back to the family, Carolyn was too relieved to even scold her.

18 year old college going Amelia Sheperd couldn't remember anything about her 18th birthday, as she got too drunk and high that night with her college gang to remember where exactly they went to celebrate or how she actually managed to return back to her dorm room. Of course, she had a massive hangover the following morning.

Today, 32 year old Amelia Sheperd came bursting into the trauma room, her hair disheveled, having just been woken up from a short nap in the on call room after a long surgery. Owen Hunt had paged her 911 down to the ER.

' What is the case?' She asked Owen, cutting straight to the chase. No matter how lovey dovey they were outside of work even since they reconciled with each other recently, they made it a point to be professional about it in their workplace.

In reply, Owen pulled her out of ER and guided her to a back entrance until they were out of the hospital, in the cold Seattle air.

' What the hell is this Owen?' Amelia stood to face him, hands on her hips once they are out in the hospital compound, having just managed to regain her composure.

Her led her to his car. 'Com'on hop in' He extended his hand to her, as a silent invitation.

Amelia didn't buldge. ' Owen, you know very well that I'm on call…..'

' Nelson can cover for you'

'But I don't trust him…'

'Amelia, com'on, it's just for a while'

Reluctantly, she followed him into his car.

It was just a short ride, filled with tension, as Amelia , still furious about the bogus page and being pulled away from work, looked out of the window.

When they reached their destination, Owen suddenly put a blindfold on her.

' Owen! '

' Shh…do you trust me or not?'

' Yes I do…but'

' Then just follow me'

Amelia finally relented and let Owen drag her to wherever they were going. She wanted to trust him, she really did.

Finally after what seemed like an eternity to her, but in actual fact was only a few minutes, Owen stopped suddenly and opened Amelia's blindfold.

Blinking her eyes to adjust to the blindfold being removed, Amelia looked around her. It was an open field, in what she recognized as a clearing at a park nearby the hospital. But this time, it was decorated with candles, and there was a table set up in the middle of the opening, with 2 chairs beside. Owen led her to the table. As they approached the table, Amelia spotted the huge chocolate cake sitting on top of the table.

'Owen…you didn't have to do this'…. Amelia whispered….breathless

Without answering, Owen proceeded to light the candles on the cake.

' Make a wish a blow the candles' he instructed softly.

When she had done so- he instructed her to cut the cake.

She made the first cut to reveal a piece of paper in the cake.

Curious, she removed the paper and read the note written on the paper…

It read:

' Dearest Amelia,

First of all, happy birthday. I know you don't like birthdays, but I want to make this birthday extra special for you. Because you are extra special to me, as I hope I am to you. You brighten up my days, you alone make my days worth living for. You bring light to my life- with your laughter, your dimples, your smile, your passion for your job. Therefore, I can't imagine spending a life without you. Would you agree to spend the rest of your life with me?

Will you marry me?'

Amelia suddenly found tears rolling down her cheeks, as she covered her mouth with her hands in astonishment. She never ever expected a birthday moment like this her entire life.

'Yes Owen, I'll marry you' she whispered, tiptoeing to wrap her arms around his shoulders and giving him a kiss.

Suddenly, birthdays were back to being the best occasion ever for Amelia Sheperd.

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p.s. Owen didn't bring the ring to the hospital, as he was afraid he might misplace or lose it. He presented the ring ( which was his mother's) to her in the privacy of their home later on in the day.