It was a comet. The boy saw the comet and he felt as though his life had meaning. And when it went away, he waited his entire life for it to come back to him. It was more than just a comet because of what it brought to his life: direction, beauty, meaning. There are many who couldn’t understand, and sometimes he walked among them. But even in his darkest hours, he knew in his heart that someday it would return to him, and his world would be whole again… And his belief in God and love and art would be re-awakened in his heart. The boy saw the comet and suddenly his life had meaning.
idk if its just me, but i feel like Brooke Davis and Maya Hart are somewhat alike. Sure Brooke has a perky personality like Riley but she’s so broken that it can relate to Maya. Both of their dads’ was never there for their childhood and have common thoughts. They are both strong, tough, emotional, and hilarious. They also have the same middle name, Penelope. And they were are/both in a love triangle. Aka, Maya Lucas Riley. And to my fellow one tree hill fans, Lucas, Brooke and Peyton.
I feel like - and maybe you’re going to
think I’m crazy for saying this - ‘Vampire Diaries’ has crazy fans,
'Pretty Little Liars’ has crazy fans, but I swear to you, I have never
met crazier fans than 'One Tree Hill’s.
The OR was silent as Owen Hunt motioned to take the patient off bypass. This had to work. He had spent months perfecting this technique, a way to help fix heart problems faster when a trauma came in, and today was the day that it would all come together.
The monitor was blank and for a moment Owen felt his heart stop beating. Then the heart rate appeared. He exhaled a sigh of relief as the whole OR and gallery applauded loudly.
Callie glanced at Owen from across the patient. She smiled and winked at him, but he didn’t notice. He was too busy staring at Amelia Shepherd, who was celebrating up in the gallery along with Meredith and Maggie.
“So how do you feel, Major Hunt?” Callie said, interrupting him from his thoughts. He turned to her, looking ecstatic.
“This is… amazing,” Owen smiled, clearly at a loss for words.
“It’s a dream come true. So who do you want standing next to you?”
Owen turned back to the gallery and caught Amelia’s eye. She smiled and gave him a thumbs up.
“Go,” Callie said. “Go! It’s fine, we can finish up down here.” Owen didn’t even respond, he left the OR and headed towards the gallery as fast as he could.
Amelia turned around as she heard the door open to the gallery and was shocked to see Owen standing there. “Hey, nice procedure!” She walked over to him.
“Thanks for coming. I appreciated it,” he responded, not really sure what to say next. Owen didn’t have to worry for long though as Amelia wrapped her arms around him. His arms automatically held her tightly against him and for a moment it felt as if they were fine. As if none of the craziness of the past year had happened.
They both let go at the same time and the short silence that followed was filled with awkwardness.
“Well I’ll be seeing you,” Amelia said as she turned back to her sister in law. In that moment, as she turned, Owen saw everything. Everything they had ever been and everything they had the possibility to be. He couldn’t let her walk away ever again.
“Hey Amelia,” she turned around to face him, confused. “It’s you.”
She had no idea what Owen was talking about. “What?”
“When all my dreams come true, the one I want next to me. It’s you. It’s you, Amelia.”
Amelia smiled and looked at him. She wasn’t sure she was hearing his words correctly. He couldn’t, he wouldn’t be saying that he still loved her. Things like this didn’t happen to her. Happy ending were non existent for Amelia Shepherd, yet it seemed that today, Owen Hunt, the man she had loved for so long, was saying that he wanted her.
He reached his hand out and stoked her long, dark hair. She leaned into him and he leaned into her. They were kissing in the middle of the gallery, but no one noticed amidst the celebration of the successful surgery. Amelia and Owen were celebrating as well, but not Owen’s surgery. They were celebrating themselves. They were celebrating the fact that after all this time, they had finally found their way back to each other and were right where they belonged.