A vibration shook Owen awake, his pager buzzing with a string of messages. His fingers rubbed away the sleep from his eyes, his eyelashes meeting his cheeks as he struggled to stay awake. It rang again and that's when his eyes went wide. He jumped out of bed, sprinting out of the on call room. His thoughts were racing, he was running around the hospital like a mad man, until he saw his wife lying open on the table. He froze, tears burning his eyes, rage boiling the blood in his veins. He heard someone tell him to 'wait outside' and that 'everything would be okay', but how could they know, surgery was unpredictable.

His chest felt like it was on fire, like a scream was formulating from within his throat. His fists made contact with the wall and he hit them over and over again until they were covered with streams of blood. His body sunk to the ground as he broke down, sobbing with his bloody fists covering his face. His fingers raked through his messy hair, anxiously awaiting any news. He sat on the cold floor for what felt like an eternity, his mind fearing the worst as the screams of the incoming trauma pounded in his head. He stood up, planning on barging in and finding out just what was going on. A strong force fought against his body, pushing him away from the door and into a supply closet.

"I promised her...I-I promised her that this time it would be different, that we'd be happy and that I'd always protect her. I failed! And now I'm here, drowning in my own thoughts, ripping my hair out, fearing the worse. I have no idea what's going on, all I know is that I can't lose them, I can't lose her. I promised.." Owen yelled, his voice cracking as tears leaked from his eyes. "So I have to go.. I have to know that she'll be alright. Because if she isn't..she's my whole world, I wouldn't know how to go on without her" he added and he felt the same strong arms wrap around him.

"I know Owen, I know." Her brother whispered. Seeing his friend so broken was terrifying, he was always strong, always a mighty soldier. But, love was the force that crumbled his strength, it showed his vulnerability and how scared he really was behind his 'Heroic Soldier' front. "I'll find out everything I know, just wait here..."

Owen sat, completely dazed by the events of the day. His mind conjured up millions of different scenarios, most bad, but some of perfect lives that he yearned to live. His body laid flush against the bed and he tried to shut his eyes, hoping that when they opened again he would be faced with joyous news. When her brother rushed back in, his face was solemn and this led Owen into a panic mode. "There were complications with surgery. Amy-Amelia had an undiagnosed amniotic fluid embolism. It caused for major blood loss and complications with her breathing. She's stable now, she'll need a few days to recover, but..what do you say we go meet your daughter?"

A smile crept up on Owen's face, a huge weight being lifted off of his shoulders. He took a deep breath, taking in this moment which could have easily been the worst of his life. But it wasn't, his wife, his amazing wife had fought hard to stay with him to deliver their baby. They walked over to the NICU and he spotted their daughter immediately, she had an angelic face. He stepped closer towards her, noticing her fine features. She was a spitting image of Amelia, her head topped with dark locks, her eyes the most beautiful shade of blue. Her eyes wandered curiously at the world that surrounded her. He reached in and felt her fragile fingers wrap around one of his and he smiled, never wanting to leave her side. He sat with her for hours, watching her sleep, wishing Amelia was beside him.

Amelia's orbs fluttered open, the room a spinning blur. As they came into focus, she felt a sharp pain. As she looked down, she panicked, her thoughts racing as she feared for her baby. "Owen?" Her voice croaked, looking left and then right. "Owen? Owen?! Owen!" She nearly yelled. Her body relaxed as he rushed to her side, wrapping her in his warm embrace. He soothed her as she rambled on about how sorry she was. "Amelia, it's okay, I'm right here." Owen whispered into her hair, planting a soft kiss on her forehead. "Where is she? Is she alright? God there was so much blood and I couldn't fight it, I try to stay awake but.."

"Amelia. She's okay, she's more than that. She's perfect, beautiful just like her mother." He responded, holding her hand for reassurance.

"She's okay? She's okay.." Amelia repeated, tears of joy filling her once somber eyes. She had passed the test, overcame her fears, and redefined her past self.

"So, what's our beautiful daughter's name?" Owen pondered, stroking her dark locks as they laid side by side.

"Madison..." She paused. "Addy was there for me when nobody else was, she helped me through a dark time despite how much I tried to break her down. I wouldn't be here without her...or you. I never thought I'd feel this way about someone else, we've had some bad times, but I'm lucky to have had you stand by me every step of the way. This was never something that I knew I wanted, this used to completely terrify me. But, I wouldn't trade this for anything, this life is perfect."

Author's Note: this my friends marks the end. I hope you enjoyed this last chapter :)