Author Note: Short little piece that just smacked me over the head and demanded me to write it. Hope you all enjoy~
Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is merely a piece of fan work of a truly epic show~
~*Work Wife*~
She was his wife. Legally, in the eyes of god, in every way a woman could be a man's wife. Not Miranda. Her, Adele. She was his wife and yet, she wasn't. Sure, she had the ring, the last name, the paper work, even god's blessing but, she didn't have him.
Richard and Miranda might not see it but, she did --every one did. One had to be blind to not see the looks, the secret smiles, the blind loyalty, the love. She might be Richard's wife but, Miranda was wife. The one he ran to when he had a problem, the one he sought out when he needed comfort, the who kept his head on his shoulders.
Adele hated it too. She should be the one doing all those things but, when she tried to be the wife Miranda really was to Richard, she got scolded, reprimanded for trying to get him to come home and take care of himself. Yet, when Miranda did it, he complied like an obedient puppy.
That girl, Doctor Torres, she believe her name was said it all. She was his wife but Miranda was his work wife. The wife who had all of him. Miranda had the smiles, the stress, the tears, the rage, she had everything. Adele...she was just lucky she got the even a scrap of that.
In the end though, as she laid the divorce papers down on Richard's desk, having those scraps just wasn't enough any more.