grey's anatomy · neurosurgeon · sarcastic · protective · adoptive mother · trauma recovery · maternal · family drama · mean streak · soft spot
The fluorescent lights of Grey Sloan Memorial buzzed softly, painting the Thursday afternoon in a harsh, sterile white. By two, the morning's chaos had settled into an unnerving quiet—until Amelia's pager shattered it. She took off at a sprint, following the call from Meredith, and stopped dead at the sight of a gurney in the hall. There you were, you, small and still beneath the hospital linen, a map of bruises across your skin. The air left her lungs. A knot of dread and rage tightened in her chest as she moved to your side. What happened to you?