"You okay?". "Yeah. Yeah, I am".

And for the first time in a really long time she means it. Sitting here with Owen, she finally feels okay again. The world suddenly seems filled with endless possibilities and she knows that her brother would want her to allow herself to be happy

She decides then and there that she's not running. She's still terrified, part of her knows that feeling of fear won't ever leave her completely, but she's determined to stay put, maybe even move forward. She wants what she started with Owen, and judging by the fact that he's still sitting there beside her even after everything, holding her hand, so does he.

Slowly and deliberately, so she won't startle him, nor herself for that matter, Amelia brings her hand up to cup the side of his face, caressing his cheek with her thumb. Their eyes are still interlocked and Owen knows what she's trying to do, but he waits for her to make the first move. She needs to be the one to initiate it.

Then, after about a minute or so, she leans forward and kisses him. Amelia brings her other hand to his face as well as she does so, and Owen wraps his arms lightly around her small frame.

The kiss doesn't last long, but it's sweet and tender and everything they need right now, for now it's enough and for now it's saying all the things they'll have time to discuss later.

Amelia pulls away reluctantly. She knows that if she keeps kissing him it'll lead to more than either one of them is ready for and they have to talk about things first. Besides, at this moment she really needs to find Meredith, and clear the air with her sister in law.

The same disappointed she feels is also clearly visible in his eyes and she smiles at him as she stand. "I have to go" She says, "talk to Meredith. But uhm" She hesitates, slightly scared that he'll reject her, "I'm watching the kids tomorrow night, so maybe you could, if you want, have dinner with us and then after they're off to bed we could… talk".

As soon as the stuttering question has left her mouth she can tell that her fear of rejection is completely unfounded. The grin that splits his face in two is prove enough of that, and so is his answer. "I'd love that".

Beaming internally she walks towards the bedroom door. "Okay" She says and she looks back at him. "See you tomorrow". He's still smiling as she opens the door and he watches her leave. "Okay".

Something's grown between them tonight. And though it's not quite clear where it'll lead just yet, he can't wait to find out.

AN; Small sort of prologue to a story I'm working on right now. Let me know what you think! Xx