Author: Okay, so who doesn't love Chief Resident Miranda Bailey? I do! This is the shortest of the drabbles by far, not even reaching 90 words.
Going Home
Bailey smiled, cooing to her son as she turned off the last of the lights in the clinic. Tonight, she was going home. Tonight, Tucker would be there. Tuck laughed, cooing to himself as they started to leave the hospital. This was the first time she had been home in months. Because, in the end, her home did not equal a house built out of wood or stone. Home was where her heart, where Tucker and little Tuck, just happened to be.