|| I’ll be around for some banter!

She’s scooping Emerson Adrienne Sloan-Montgomery into her arms. Those chubby cheeks peppered with kisses.

She’s tired in every sense of the word.

She’s surprised when feeling the weight and warmth suddenly over her. But smiles once discovering who’d helped her out. “Oh, that was… very kind of you.”

She's... somewhere.

There's a tired laugh when she lifts her daughter up and into her arms. "I'm not hiding, sweetpea. Just a little bit tired."

It's far too quiet.

|| Someone bring me one of them. -Mark Sloan. -Erica Hahn. -Penelope Blake. -George O'Malley. -Arizona Robbins.

Calm before the storm, I’m afraid.

“I’m getting old…”

|| Anyone around that wants some banter and/or light writing together?

She's sat at a table in the cafeteria. A tray of food untouched in front of her, while she waits for ♡ 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚂𝚑𝚎𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚍 to join her. They've both been far too busy lately to see really talk to each other — besides in passing while working at the hospital.

She's got a surprise for Emerson Adrienne Sloan-Montgomery. Just has to pick her up from daycare first, which she's currently headed toward.

Boops Emerson Adrienne Sloan-Montgomery's nose.

Does she dare to ask why he’s so happy?

Dinner in the hospital cafeteria isn’t what she planned. But at least Emerson Adrienne Sloan-Montgomery is back with her after a long day.

She’s getting too old for these 12+ hour surgeries.