Knocks Me Off My Feet

Miranda headed into the hospital feeling chipper and refreshed. "Good evening," she greeted a group of residents. They stared at her in disbelief. She looked at them, shocked by their silence. "I said 'good evening'." They greeted her, giving her slow smiles. She walked away with a bounce in her step, going to the Nurse's Station to see if she had any messages from Grey about the night. There were none. Miranda cruised the Emergency Room making sure that the residents were all on task, working and not making costly mistakes. Miranda was watching an intern suture, instructing the young doctor, on her technique, when she was paged for a consult by Cristina Yang for a young woman with no heart. "What?" Miranda asked Cristina.

Cristina nodded. "She has no heart. We're hoping and praying because that's our best and only option." Miranda nodded. "So in addition to having no heart, she's also septic and hypotensive. And—"

"There's more?" Miranda asked.

It was Cristina's turn to nod. "Her pressure's too low for anesthesia. She won't survive."

"Then, we, uh, won't put her under general," Miranda offered. Cristina agreed and they marched into Kelsey's room.

"Hi, Kelsey. I'm Dr. Bailey," Miranda said extending her hand to the pale, blonde-haired girl lying in the bed, her boyfriend beside her. "I'm going to repair your bowel laparoscopically," Miranda explained. "Part of your bowel has died, which is a side effect of your poor circulation due to your condition."

Kelsey nodded. She looked at her boyfriend who'd grabbed her hand. "Okay. Okay. Alright."

"Are you guys going to do the surgery tonight?" The boyfriend asked.

"Yes, right now," Miranda answered. "We really can't waste any time."

"So," Cristina said. "The thing is that we can't put you under anesthesia, so you'll have to be awake on the table."

The girl's eyes widened and she stared at Miranda. "It's going to be okay, Kelsey. I am really, really good at my job."

"She's great," Cristina added. "She was my teacher."

"Really?" Kelsey and the boyfriend asked at the same time.

Miranda nodded. "Yep. And she was a handful." The girl laughed and started to cough. "Ooo, ooo, sorry."

"S'okay, Dr. Bailey. I needed a genuine laugh instead of pretending to find his corny jokes funny," she said pointing to her boyfriend.

"Hey!" He said making everyone laugh. Miranda and Cristina talked to Kelsey a little longer and they exited the room so that the patient could get prepped.

"Dr. Bailey, thank you for your help and for allowing me to assist," Cristina said as they left the OR after fixing Kelsey's bowel.

"You're very much welcome, Yang," Miranda said staring at the humble and grateful Yang, someone who didn't exist even three years ago.

They scrubbed out and parted ways. Miranda headed to the on-call room to rest for a while, she was a little exhausted. Making love all day and then surgery was taking a toll on her. She hadn't experienced that combo in a long time. So, yeah, she was tired, but she felt so good. Happy. She lay on the bed, her eyes closing a little. There was a knock on the door. It opened and someone came into the on-call room, closing the door behind him. "Miranda," they whispered into the darkness.

She'd recognize that voice anywhere. "Ben?" She asked opening her eyes.

"Yeah," he said sitting on the edge of the bed.

She sat up and put her arms around his waist, hugging him. She felt so warm. "What are you doing here, baby?"

He kissed the top of her head. "I came to see you, keep you company and to bring you this," he said pulling a cup of coffee from behind his back.

"Ohmygod, Ben Warren," she said touching his face. "Thank you very much." She sipped the coffee.

"And I got you this." Ben pulled a warm bag from behind his back.

"Please tell me that it's a toasted croissant with butter." Ben shrugged and Miranda squealed as he pulled out the croissant. "You are the best and sweetest husband."

"And you are the best wife I've ever had."

Miranda took a bite of her croissant and raised her eyebrow. "I'm the only wife you ever had."

"True."

After finishing her coffee and croissant, she laid back down with Ben right behind her. "I cannot get any rest with you—in this room—with you holding me like that."

"It's the way I've always held you," he said whispering into her ear. "The way I'll always hold you."

"I kn-know, but… ahhh…," her voice trailed off as Ben kissed her neck, making her moan slightly.

"We have so much more making up to do," he told her. She put her hand back and touched his head as his hands went to her breasts.

She moaned again. There was a knock on the door. "Dr. Bailey?" A voice called through the door.

"Yes," she said laughing as Ben's hands massaged her body. "What is it?"

"It's Um, M-Mr. Jones… Mr. Jones in 412 has junky veins. He really needs antibiotics."

"Maybe you should start a central line," Miranda called out. Ben climbed on top of her, lifting up her shirt and kissing her stomach.

"I know, but…" The voice stopped talking. Miranda could practically hear the wheels turning in the intern's head.

"They probably don't know how to do a central line," Ben said as he kissed her waist, taking tiny bites of her skin, Miranda wrapped her legs around her husband.

"No, I don't," the voice answered.

Miranda sighed. "Okay, uh, give me a minute. Walk away, unknown," she said to the voice.

"Thank you."

"A minute, hunh?" Ben said.

"Stop. No," she responded with a chuckle. Ben slipped a hand down her scrub pants. "Uh-uh. No. Ben Warren. I am at work and I need to help that child learn. They may be on my service one day. Jesus help them."

Ben laughed and pulled his hands from her pants. "Fine."

Miranda kissed him once more and put her shoes back on and walked out of the room to help the struggling intern. When her shift was over, she and Ben walked out of the hospital. "I thought you'd be coming into the hospital now instead of leaving with me," she told him.

"Well, instead of switching, I decided to take someone's shift tomorrow."

Miranda whined. "We were both supposed to be off."

"Well, maybe you can come and visit me," he said pointing at himself. She kissed his cheek quickly before they got into their separate cars and drove home.