Strange, crazy and wonderful

Idle hands

Work keeps our minds active. It keeps us out of trouble.

When we're not working, our hands are idle, and the devil will find work for idle hands to do. And when you have an idle mind, well, that's the devil's playground, too.

Meredith was in sitting up in bed, it was round about eight in the morning she glanced at the laptop and smiled at Blake's face.

"I've been reading this neonatal pamphlet and it says that he's eyesight should be developing this week." Meredith started "unless it's not and he's blind."

Blake looked tired "Mmm Graysons not blind and if he's blind that's totally fine too."

Meredith pursed her lips "why are we calling our son Grayson? We haven't decided on a name yet, maybe Grayson can't hear anyway , maybe he's deaf."

Blake turned and spoke to someone behind in rapid Italian before turning back to Meredith "Hellen Keller was deaf and she went to Harvard."

Meredith laughed softly "Okay, well, what if it's not fine? What if it's absorbed a twin body? Two heads, extra arms..."

Blake snorted and leaned against her fist "You're adorable honey but stop."

Meredith sighed softly "I'm just saying, and I miss you." She said sadly. "It's been a week but I miss you like hell."

Blake expression softened "I miss you too, I miss Zola.. I miss speaking to Grayson.. yeah.. it's been a week but it's been hell."

Meredith put down the pamphlet and looked at her wife's face, carefully the slightly darker circles beneath her eyes were worrying "Have you been sleeping enough?"

Blake shrugged "A few hours yeah, mostly in a on call room. Bianchi's got me running myself ragged, haven't had chance to kick off that trial yet."

Meredith pursed her lips "So he's teaching you everything he knows?"

Blake smiled lightly "Not yet anyway.." she checked the time "I have to I'm on call for the pit and it looks like car crash just came in, love you babe."

Meredith caught the kiss Blake blew into the camera "Love you too." She said when the call ended. She sighed and fell back into her pillows.

"Ugh.."

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A/N it'll be Italian but I'm not going to write it Italian and translate it, too much work ..

Milan -Blake's POV

"Hey what do we have nico?" I asked

"Daria Carson 29-year-old female, restrained passenger. Driver lost control of the wheel and went into the guardrail. GCS 15. Vitals stable. Refused board and collar."

I nodded but only saw the woman "Where's the driver?"

"Her husband Adam" the medic pointed to the man "wouldn't let us check him out."

"I'm fine really." Adam said

I pursed my lips "Okay. Let's get Daria into a bed, on my count one , two and three." I counted and lift the woman into a ER bed "let's get her to trauma room two."

"Alright breath sounds are normal, Periorbital bruising. Battle sign over the right mastoid. Possible skull fracture." I counted off and glanced at an intern "Connor why don't you take Adam to another room just to make sure everything's fine yeah?"

Connor smiled "You got it Dr.Blake." But the man said he wanted to stay with his wife, I sighed inwardly, just because you were newlyweds didn't mean, actually scratch that I wanted to spend every possible moment with Meredith.