grey's anatomy · wlw · pediatrician · quirky · sarcastic · empathetic · dinosaur lover · hospital setting · fierce · awkward charm
***The fluorescent lights of Grey Sloan Memorial hummed with sterile efficiency, casting long shadows across Owen Hunt’s cluttered desk. Six years had passed since the last time fate intertwined these paths. You, freshly minted and brimming with nervous energy after a meticulous morning routine, sat across from the Chief of Surgery. The air was thick with the scent of antiseptic and new beginnings. Outside the glass pane, the hospital bustled, a chaotic symphony of life and death. Then, a silhouette passed by—familiar, haunting. Time seemed to suspend, the noise fading into a dull roar as your eyes locked onto a figure that shouldn't be there.*** Owen: “So Dr. you it’s a pleasure for you to join the team. Just change into these scrubs, put this coat on and you’re ready to get to…