A/N:
I had writer's block, so I wrote about Katherine having writer's block. That is all.
Katherine sat at her typewriter, hands hovering over the keys as she stared at the page in front of her. The opening of a new hospital in the city is an important step forward in providing families of all shapes and sizes access to state-of-the-art healthcare. Katherine considered this sentence for a moment before angrily grabbing the paper and crumpling it into a tiny ball, throwing it into an already overflowing trashcan. Pulling yet another piece of paper from her desk drawer, she shoved it into the machine and angrily began typing. The new hospital that will open next month is an important step forward in the medical field, as it will provide state-of-the-art healthcare to over 1,000 famili- the typewriter suddenly clicked loudly. Katherine banged on the keys, but to her dismay it had jammed completely. "Ugh!" "That wasn't a good sound," a laughing voice teased from the doorway to her office. "Hello Jack," she sighed. Jack's smile faded as he crossed the room to her desk. "What's wrong?" "Everything," Katherine sighed again. "I'm trying to write about the opening of the new hospital but nothing I come up with sounds right, and my deadline's in two days and-" she was cut off by Jack leaning over her desk to kiss her. When he pulled back she smiled at him, forgetting for a minute about how frustrated she was. "Come on, why don't we go get somethin' ta eat?" Jack grinned. "But the article-" "Can wait," Jack said, helping her to her feet and guiding her out the door. Katherine smiled, taking his arm. A break for a few hours wouldn't hurt.
"So, didja have a good time?" Jack asked, looking at Katherine out of the corner of his eye. Grinning back, Katherine nodded. "The best time I've had in a while." They walked arm in arm for a while, before Katherine spoke up again. "Thank you." "For what?" "Making me take a break. Keeping me from going crazy. Being my husband." Jack laughed softly. "My pleasure, Mrs. Kelly." Katherine smiled, resting her head on his shoulder as they walked. Suddenly Jack stopped. Katherine looked around, confused. "Why are we stopping here?" "So's you can get back ta work," Jack answered, gesturing at the tall building with the words The New York Sun emblazoned on the front. Katherine looked up at it, barely remembering that only a few hours ago she had been desperate to get back here. "Well, what are ya waitin' for?" Jack asked. Katherine turned back to face him, shaking her head. "The article can wait until tomorrow," she said, taking his arm again. "Let's go home." "As you wish, Mrs. Kelly," Jack shrugged, and they slowly began to walk home arm in arm, perfectly content.