This wasn’t a request but I wrote this a while ago.
I wanted to write the 16x01 scene when Amelia clears the confusion that she didn’t break up with Link.
I wrote the exact scene, a little moment after that, their date, and the aftermath. The only thing I changed was them going back to the hospital, and a little bit of the date (If that makes sense)
Just bare with me lol
“Bipolars, please.” link asked his ortho intern.
“Look at the posterior cord.” Amelia pointed to the camera in the O.R. They were working on a surgery together, and the tension was evident.
Ever since Amelia talked to the ortho surgeon, she had a feeling they weren’t on the same page as a “couple”.
She didn’t quite know where she went wrong, but she sure was willing to fix it.
“I do not know how she held onto her husband for that many hours. I’m thinking I would’ve let go at about the twenty minute mark, if not sooner.”
“Sounds about right.” Link grimaced, aware of the evident pettiness and harsh undertones in his voice.
He knew it, and so did everyone else in that operating room.
“Ok, so, clearly, we have had a misunderstanding, can we talk after surgery?” The neurosurgeon wondered, but Link had other plans.
"I’m happy to talk now.” He answered matter-of-factly and Amelia rolled her eyes.
She didn’t think it was rational to talk about it given their business setting, especially since they weren’t alone.
“I’m not listening.” Nico shared.
“And I don’t care.” Jackson added.
Amelia shrugged, “I like you… a lot. I would like to keep seeing you. What I don’t want to do is bury myself in you. You know what I mean?”
“No he doesn’t.” Jackson answered bluntly, clearly listening and caring.
“He doesn’t? you don’t?” She looked around the room, on one side happy that Jackson butt-in.
“Of course he doesn’t. You’re not speaking in a language any dude could possibly understand.” Jackson wasn’t understanding how Amelia didn’t see the issue and Link agreed, “they’re not wrong.”
“I would like to go on dates with you, and to get to know you better before I’m all in, because I have a history of going all in too fast, and I would like to change that.” She looked across the room again, “better?”
“Better.” Jackson nodded.
“Better.” Nico agreed.
“Better.” Link smiled, and they finished their surgery this time in better spirits, happy to know where they stood.
As they were scrubbing out Amelia took it as an opportunity to talk more. She needed to deflect, and still felt the need to get everything off of her chest.
“Can we talk somewhere? In an actual room or something?” She questioned, playing with her fingers to remove the uncomfortableness.
“Yeah… Sure.” Link accepted, grabbing her hand to take her to the blue room.
He closed the door behind them, and Amelia spoke first as she sat down in the chairs.
“Link, I never said I didn’t want to see you.“ She needed him to know that, honestly confused and a little annoyed by what he had implied.
"But you didn’t say you did.” Link looked at her trying to make her understand where he was coming from, but she didn’t.
“I’m sorry.” That’s all she could think of saying.
There was an uncomfortable silence the lied on the surface.
Link gathering his thoughts.
Amelia analyzing the situation.
“I want this to be a real thing, Amelia. I want to go on dates with you, and I don’t want to stay hidden in your house when I come over. I want to be with you, the question is: do you want to be with me?” Link stood against the door keeping his distance from Amelia.
He wished it didn’t have to be this hard.
“I do.” She nodded.
“Really?” He wanted to know, visibly insecure.
It was a standard reaction to getting dumped, and the uncertainty of the situation itself.
He’d gotten so used to her in his bed, at work, or just seeing her, and without her it wasn’t what he wanted.
It was an unexpected feeling, but then again, that’s what falling in love was.
"Link, I want you. I do. I just wanted to go slow, I never meant to make you feel like I was dropping you on the side of the road.” Amelia blankly darted and then she added, “come sit with me.”
Link stayed frozen in place looking at her so she said it again “come sit with me, please.”
And he did.
He sat in the white chair across from her and told her, “I want to take you to dinner.”
“Oh really? what type of dinner?”
“Just a dinner. A nice dinner. I want to go on a date with you.” He repeated differently, patting his lap for her to sit.
“The Italian place on fifth. Me, you, and pasta.” He explained, and Amelia sat in his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck while he put his hands on her waist.
“Me, you, and pasta.” She smiled.
The drive to the Italian restaurant was like two teenagers on a first date. Amelia was giggly and silly, and Link was the same way.
It was strange to think that they were both very experienced adults, but around each other they were able to show a side of their selves that wasn’t hidden- just brought out when they were with each other.
“This is nice.” Amelia smiled, putting a lock of hair behind her ears.
She stared at the dirty blonde before her, and couldn’t help but feel safe.
She was safe.
“It is. I like this- dating. Are you gonna let me take you home, and kiss you goodnight?” lol smirked.
“I’ll do more, I’ll let you take me to your home and kiss me wherever you’d like.” She flirted and Link chuckled slightly, but realized his jeans suddenly feel tighter.
They were going slow, but what did that truly imply?
“I just might have to take you up on that.” He said, flirting back.
“You will.” Amelia was sure, starting a game of footsie under the table with him in good fun.
“Ok… Try this.” Link held up a plate, changing the subject.
“If I eat anymore i’m gonna have to unbutton my pants.” Amelia informed him jokingly, in which he responded with,
“Ok, new game.” She giggled, putting her plate to the side. “Name three things that you have never done, but you have always wanted to do.”
“Oooh. Good one. Okay. Surfe a 20 foot wave, ride a camel through the sahara, and uh- Cure Parkinson’s.” He answered the prompt, exactly like Amelia expected.
“Now you. Same question.” Link went on.
“Go to a psychic medium and talk to my dead father, get licensed in scuba diving, and… Have sex with more than one person.” She hesitated the last one, but strangely felt okay when Link laughed.
“You’ve never done that?!” He seemed surprised.
“You have?!” She was even more surprised.
“I lived in venice beach for a year.” He justified.
“So did I.”
“And you never had a three way? Those are offered like mints in Venice Beach.”
“I had a medical practice there.” Amelia defended herself whilst taking a sip of her tea.
“Oh- yeah. Well, I worked in a bike shop.” He saw both sides, and they laughed it off continuing their dinner.
They ate until they were full, somehow making way for desert, until Link finally made way to the check.
“Are you ready?”
“Mhm.” Amelia responded, grabbing her small purse.
“Thank you for dinner.” Amelia muttered as she took off her coat and shoes, happy to be back in Link’s place.
“No problem. I’ll let you pay next time if you really want to.” He lied referring to the conversation they had about Amelia wanting to pay.
Link told her that she didn’t need to especially since he was taking her out, but she wanted to anyways.
“Whatever.” She playfully rolled her eyes, heading to the living room.
“You wanna watch a movie?”
“Yeah pick one, i’ll get some drinks.” He told her, and they rested in each other’s arms on the couch.
“Really?” Link shook his head at her movie.
“What?! It’s in season.” She giggled, knowing it definitely wasn’t in season.
“I love it.” He kissed her temple, letting her have it.
The movie was practically almost over and Link didn’t want to say anything.
She wasn’t sleep, but she was relaxed.
He felt the rise and fall of her chest even, and a smile appeared on his face.
“Amelia?” He whispered.
“What do you mean by going slow? Because I don’t have an agenda, so I want to know what I can and can’t do.” He explained, feeling her tense a little bit.
He just held her tighter, and eventually she loosened up.
“What do you mean “can and can’t do”? You don’t have to suppress anything if that’s what you’re thinking. It’s gonna be different than before, we both have growing feelings and- I, I-don’t know.” She admitted.
She didn’t want to go too fast and tell him she was in love with him, but she also didn’t want to go at a pace that was too slow and leave him bored.
“We’ll find a pace together.” She thought, and Link nodded against her.
“Okay.” She repeated.
“You wanna go upstairs?”
“Yeah.” Amelia took action, leaving his embrace quicker than he thought she would, and wrapping her pinky in his.
They walked upstairs,
one behind the other,
and Amelia furrowed her brows with a flustered look at the door.
She was terrified.
“Link… Can you just be with me tonight? I know you want sex, and honestly I want sex, but can we just-”
“Let’s get dressed and go to bed.” He agreed, and that grin appeared on her face once more that night.
Regardless of anything he didn’t want to force it.
If this was their pace and it meant no sex then it was ok. He was happy to just have her to hold.
That was more than enough.
The brunette stepped in his tidy room, looking around before looking in two drawers to get a pair of boxers and a t-shirt for herself.
She knew his drawers like they were a head Lac, and the thought of it made Link feel some kind of honor.
The girl had only been to his place a few times, but each time he noticed her little things.
She got dressed neatly folding her dirty clothes placing them on the armchair, Placed Link’s t-shirt on unaware that it went to her knees making her look like a child, and when she went to the bathroom to wash her face and finish, she came back to Link in bed.
“Come here.” He opened his arms wide, and she fell into his embrace giving him a chaste kiss.
“Goodnight.” He whispered, but she didn’t say anything back.
She was thinking.
“Hey link, I’m not saying we won’t have sex forever because we’ll- ya know but I-”
“Goodnight Amelia.” He cut her off, just wanting her to be present and with him.
“Just relax, I’m here, okay?”
“Okay.” She sighed.
A/N: Tell me what you thought ;)