Just a Reminder

"It's just that it's been four weeks! And I still haven't heard anything from Richard," Miranda complained to her husband as they got dressed for work. "Tuck! Hurry up! Your bus will be here soon."

"Baby, I know, but—have you seen my all-black Nikes?" Ben asked her.

She pointed to the far corner of their room. "What were you saying?"

"Thanks," he said walking towards his shoes. "Uhh, I was saying that it's only been a month. These things take time. He didn't forget about you."

"How do you know?" She asked fastening her belt and looking into the mirror.

Ben approached her from behind. "Because. You're unforgettable," he told her kissing the side of her neck. "You're practically like his daughter, anyway, so just relax."

Miranda thought about this. "I'm trying, but now that it's out there, I want this."

"I want it for you, too." He picked up his phone from his dresser. "I'm going to put some Pop-Tarts in the toaster, you want one?" She nodded. Buzzz!

Miranda pulled out her phone from her pocket. "It's not me."

"It's me. I got an email," he said slowly.

"That's not unusual," Miranda answered dropping a pen into her purse and zipping it up. She picked up her shoes and walked towards the door.

"It's from Hunt. He wants me to meet him in his office after my craniotomy with Shepherd today." Miranda's eyes got wide. She looked at him waiting for more information. "He says he wants to discuss my future."

"Ohh... Well, w-what does that mean?" She looked from him to his phone and back to him. "What does it mean?" She asked again, excitement about the unknown making her voice rise. "What does he want to discuss about your future? Is it good or bad? Or both? Has he ever mentioned anything like this before?" She asked shooting the questions at her husband.

He walked in her direction and with his sneakers in one hand; he lifted her chin with his free one and calmed her down by kissing her. When he pulled away, she was silent. He looked at her and said: "I don't know, Miranda. I… just don't know. But one thing we won't do is panic or do anything until we have to, alright?" She nodded. He kissed her again and inhaled: "Mmm, still got it," he said turning away with the smile that made her heart melt.

Miranda followed him out of the room. In the kitchen, Tuck was eating his last Pop-Tart and was grabbing his book bag. "Don't forget that your dad is picking you up today. You're going with him to see your grandparents. And they're going to take you clothes-shopping so you don't need to take a bag."

Tuck nodded with a mouth full of food. "See you guys later," he said hugging Ben and Miranda and dashing out of the door.

"Oh! He forgot his lunch," Miranda said picking up her son's lunchbox.

"I'll run it to him," Ben said taking it.

Two minutes later, they were both back in the kitchen. "What time is your craniotomy?" She asked.

"It's at one o'clock," he said.

"So the meeting could be anytime from, what, five o'clock to six o'clock?" Ben nodded. "Well, then, I'll wait for you. I don't have to get Tuck, so I could hang around, maybe even come to the meeting."

Ben shook his head and took a bite of his Pop-Tart. "No, let's just stick with our normal routine, plus I have another shorter surgery two hours later, so, if I can swing it, I'll come home for a bit and then go back to the hospital, but if I can't… I'll just see you back here when I'm finished."

"Fine. But let me just point out that if I had a meeting with Hunt about an unknown whatever," she said gesturing wildly. "That'd you force yourself into the room claiming 'she is my wife' and looking all intimidating."

Ben laughed and shook his head. "No, I wouldn't." She rolled her eyes. "Do you want me to bring dinner when I come?" He asked picking up his keys off of the table.

"No, I'll cook. I mean, if you get fired, I want you to at least have a good meal to come home to." She laughed and Ben laughed along with her.

"Thanks, wife, for that vote of confidence. But, uh, just so we're clear, I always have something good to eat when I come home to you," he said winking at her. She gasped with a smile as he hit her butt gently with his shoes. And they walked out of the house.