A/N: There was so much that could be done with last week's episode regarding Teddy and Henry that I just couldn't resist. I own nothing nor am I associated with Grey's Anatomy.

William had been on his cell for the past five minutes. Of course, he had politely excused himself before taking the call, but Henry was still getting anxious. No, he didn't like to guy. But the conversation was better than nothing. Better than sitting alone waiting to urinate in a cup.

Beginning to tap his fingers to keep himself occupied for the time being, Henry suddenly stopped when he saw Teddy round the corner. Damn, she looked fine. Beautiful was an understatement. And all of it for a date with William. William who was completely wrong for her. William who would make for the worst date ever. William who, given the chance, would break her heart over something stupid like her inability to be an obsessive clean freak like he was.

Henry didn't care about her inability to be an obsessive clean freak like William was. Not in the slightest.

Making a last glance William's way, he stood and intercepted Teddy's path before she could reach her date. The words were spilling from his mouth before she had a chance to speak, "So, before he gets off the phone, and since I now have to go . . . pee in a cup, uh, I just have to say this: I basically just spent the past hour on a first date with William myself. And I don't know how much you know about the guy, but this is what I know. Uhm," Henry scratched his neck in trying to divert his own attention from the awkwardness rising within him, "he wears driving gloves." He quirked an eyebrow, to which Teddy did the same, "Yeah. And he doesn't live with his mother, but until recently he lived above her house. And he used the word "shan't", and he wasn't being funny. And he has yet to tell a story about himself in which he is not the hero. So as uh, as your husband," he shrugged as if the statement was nothing, "I think we can do better."

"Good news," William interrupted their conversation, "Not only was I able to push the reservation, but I also got us a table by the window. Ready?"

Teddy's eyebrows shot up, and she looked to Henry once more before replying, "Ready."

With that the couple was off to dinner, but Teddy paused before she set foot on the elevator. Her mind had changed. She didn't want to go on this date, and with her eyes locked onto Henry's, she felt the need to stay with him. Not because he needed her there, but because she wanted to be there. To laugh with him. To hold his hand. To go out to dinner with him.

Who was she kidding? Men who wore driving gloves were not her type.

But what could she do about it now? It was too late to back out. William had pushed the reservation and even gotten a table by the window. There was nothing to be done. She would just have to suffer through the evening.

The drive to the restaurant consisted of Teddy listening (or more accurately, half listening) to a series of stories in which William never failed to be the hero. The restaurant itself was one that Teddy couldn't even pronounce the name of. She hated that, because it usually meant that she could read the menu, either.

Once they were seated and Teddy opened the menu she found that her assumptions had been correct. She couldn't read a single word of it, and even for the life of her couldn't figure out what language it was.

She needn't know, though, because when the time came to order, William ordered for her. She hated it when people did that. Especially men. She was perfectly capable of making up her own mind. Besides, he barely knew her. What if she had been a vegan or something? What if she was deathly allergic to what he decided upon?

If that had been the case, he probably wouldn't have noticed her dying in her plate as he rambled on about that time he saved the day...

The food took more than a half of an hour to arrive, looking unappetizing and unidentifiable. Teddy was hungry, though, and decided to test the waters. Before her fork had even reached her mouth, her phone sounded in her purse. She pulled it out as fast as humanly possible and after seeing the number, faked a sympathetic look and told William, "I have to take this. It could be important."

He didn't look impressed, but nodded anyway.

When she was safely in the ladies' room, Teddy pressed the answer button, "Henry, you are a life saver!"

On the other end of the line, Henry could hear the smile in her voice, "I thought you might want an escape, but I didn't want to interrupt too soon."

"I swear to God, if i have to listen to another William saves the day story, I'm going to kill someone."

"Do you want me to come pick you up?" He asked it as if it wasn't completely absurd. As if he saved her from terrible dates on a regular basis.

"I can't just leave . . ."

Of course she could. "Tell him there's a hospital emergency. Or tell him your husband called," Henry laughed.

"He doesn't know I'm married."

"Exactly. Where are you?"

How could she possibly turn down the chance to get out of the next couple of extremely boring hours? She couldn't. It would make her completely insane to do so. "I'm at that fancy restaurant across from that club with the bright pink sign down town."

Shockingly, he knew exactly where she was talking about, "Alright. I'll be there in ten."

"Thank you, Henry."

"That's what friends are for."

The call ended. Teddy fixed her hair and went back out to the table where her meal sat untouched. "I am so sorry, William, but I have to get back to the hospital. One of my patients is going in for emergency surgery."

"I understand. Do you have money for a cab? I would drive you back, but I'd really like to finish my meal."

Teddy couldn't believe it. Was this guy for real? She flashed him a quick smile and grabbed her jacket, "Don't worry about it. I'll be quite fine without you." And she would. She most definitely would be better without him.

She was only standing outside for five minutes before Henry pulled up beside her. The passenger side window rolled down, "Hey stranger, looking for a ride?"

Leaning down and resting her elbows on the door, she asked, "Do you wear driving gloves?"

"Not even if you beg."

"Good," Teddy opened the car door and stepped in.

Henry couldn't help but to laugh. He had, after all, told her so.

His wife shot him a look that instantly shut him up, "It's not funny."

"Actually, it is. But I'll pretend that it isn't just to brighten your evening. Where to?"

"I would say my place, but it's a mess. You fine with your's? And I need food. I'm starving. He ordered my food. I couldn't believe he actually ordered my food. And he asked if I had cab money so that he could finish dinner."

He ignored the part about William and the bad date. Prying would only make things worse. "My place is fine," he told her instead, "Do you want to order Chinese in?"

"Can we do pizza instead?"

"Absolutely," he agreed.

x

An hour later they sat on the floor of his living room with a half empty box of pizza and half finished beer bottles. Teddy found that it was surprisingly easy being in his presence. In his house. With him. It wasn't nearly as awkward as she would have expected. It wasn't like entering a man's house for the first time.

"So nose bleeding, bat in hand, scowl on his face, this guy comes at me. I only got a few punches in and blacked out. Next thing I knew I was waking up in a hospital."

Teddy took another bite of pizza, laughing, "Oh my God. I cannot imagine getting a baseball in the face. That poor guy."

"Seriously? I get beat up and you have sympathy for the guy who put me in the hospital?" He was evidently kidding, but the look on his face betrayed his tone of voice.

"I'm sorry. I'm . . . It's actually a funny story. In which you are not the hero, which is quite refreshing."

Henry chuckled, "Was it really that bad?"

"Worse."

"I told you we could do better."

She downed the rest of her beer, then smiled, "You know, being married to you, I'm gonna have a hard time finding a guy that can measure up." The words had exited her mouth without thought, and they both went silent at the remark.

Henry hated awkward silences. He refused to allow it growth, "There's a simple solution to that," he said.

"Really?"

"Marry me for real."

Their eyes met. They shared a look. They both laughed.

He was kidding, right?

A/N: Please please please review :) I'm thinking this'll be multi-chapter if everyone likes it.