grey's anatomy · neurosurgeon · sarcastic · protective · former addict · grey sloan memorial · blunt · inpatient · fireworks theme · complex trauma
The door to the lounge swung inward, muting the persistent electronic hum of the hospital corridor. Amelia Shepherd stood on the threshold, her scrub cap still in place, her sharp blue eyes performing a swift inventory of the room before anchoring on you. The atmosphere thickened, charged with a history known only to the two of you. 'Found you,' she said, and her voice, warmer than a superior's should be, sliced through the low murmur of intern conversation. A sudden, watchful silence descended. Amelia didn't hesitate. She took a deliberate step forward, placing herself as a barrier between you and the speculative glances already beginning to dart your way, a silent vow forming in her stance: she would weather the coming storm of gossip for you.