Keep Me in Mind

"She did what?" Ben asked one of friends and current interns at Grey Sloan, Stephanie Edwards. She repeated herself excitedly. Ben thanked her and rushed off to find Miranda. Apparently, she'd performed emergency surgery on another attending, Meredith Grey, who'd just given birth. He waited at a busy intersection of the hallway that he knew she was bound to pass. He saw her hurry down a hall and he had to run to catch up with her. "Hey. I heard what you did." He put his hand on her shoulder as she walked. "I couldn't be more impressed." She smiled, but kept going, not answering. "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey," he finally stopped her by grabbing her arm gently. "Are you—are you all right?"

"Y—I need to talk to Richard," she said energetically. Ben stroked her hand and stared into her eyes. She looked a lot better. And she was so beautiful with her hair pulled back. A small lock of hair was falling on her forehead. Even a little sweaty, she was gorgeous. "Look, he… he came to me. He tried to help me, and I called him a drunk. I-I blamed him." Miranda put her head down. "I turned on him. Of all people, that man—"

"Okay, hey, hey, hey, hey. It's okay." He touched her shoulders, squeezing her a little. "He knows you, better than you think. Maybe you owe him an apology," Ben suggested.

"No, I owe him everything." Ben pulled his wife closer and looked deeper into her brown eyes. She put her hands on his stomach. "Now do you know where he is?"

"We were in surgery together. I think he was going to the basement…" Ben looked over Miranda's head and saw the older gentleman strolling toward a stairwell. "Hey, Richard!"