Baby Number 3

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Ivy races into the house and stands next to Maggie as they hear Amelia shouting, "Mom. Mom! Mother! I know I was engaged before. I was there. No. I am sober. Because we love each other. Because we didn't see a reason to wait. Because people get hit by cars. We've be together for a year. Yes, we broke up, and then we...so what if it has been off and on? I don't know, mom..."

"Were they serious?" Maggie asks her.

"Yeah. No one in our family but me will be at the wedding," Ivy nods.

"Because I do. If you don't come, it is just Ivy and I. Mom. Mommy, please, I am getting married," Amelia cries.

Ivy can't take it any more and bursts into the bathroom. She cradles Amelia to her before taking the phone, "Wow. Carolyn. Two daughters within three years that you've abandoned. Must be a new record. I'll make sure to call the others, since we know that the only child you ever cared about is dead. Go to hell."

Amelia cries into Ivys chest, "Why? Why is she like this?! What did I do?"

"Hey, hey. It's not your fault. This is all on her, not you. I'm here. You are marrying Owen for you, not for her. Not for me, not for any of them. The only people that matter today, are you and Owen. So, I'm gonna go make a phone call real quick," Ivy kisses the top of her head.

"Owen and I will survive without them there, right? I mean, you and Jackson are," Amelia sniffles.

Ivy nods, "Yeah, you will. You're tying the knot in the rain. A wet knot, is a tiger one. Nothing can pull it apart. Now, are you okay?"

Amelia takes a breath, "Yeah. I'm okay. I'm good."

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Ivy leads Owen up the stairs, "Okay. Where is she?"

"Oh, thank god," She hears Meredith sigh.

He knocks on the door, "Amelia, open the door. Amelia? It doesn't matter. If they don't want to be here, then...they shouldn't be. We don't want them. They don't get it, and they don't have to. Ivy does, she'll be there. I do. And I'll be there. And the only one I want there is you."

Amelia opens the door a crack, "You're not supposed to see me before the wedding. It's bad luck."

Owen shakes his head, "I'll close my eyes. I won't see a thing. Come out, Amelia. Come out and marry me."

She steps out and takes his hands before kissing him, "Okay. Go. I will see you at the church."

"I am an excellent sister, maid of honor and best man. I don't know how I got all those titles, but their mine. I will see you at the church, call me if you need me," Ivy turns, "Hunt, hold up, you need to drive me or I will get into an accident because of this bump!"

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Ivy is in her dress as maid of honor and best man while sorting through and making sure all of Owens tux is there, "Okay, yeah. So the tux is here, shoes there. Um, is there anything else you need?"

"I'll be fine."

"You're good? No second guesses of Amelia and I's crazy family? Oh, did you remember black socks?" Ivy lists.

He chuckles, "No second guesses and uh..."

Ivy laughs, "Ha, I knew it."

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