"Of course." Ben's response was immediate. He'd written to Jewell that he was going to be out all day after the midwife had kicked him out of Melody's room, because if the baby was arriving he certainly wasn't going to risk being off in some dingy London office when they did. Even though he knew it wasn't the case now, and he'd have to tell his boss sooner or later that the baby wasn't here yet, he had no desire to go anywhere today. Especially after she had just cried on his shoulder for so long. He didn't even want to let go of her, much less leave the room. This wasn't them, anymore. They didn't do this sort of thing. But maybe just for today, they could. They'd spent so long avoiding each other because there was no comfort to be found there, but in a moment like this, the only comfort they had was what they manufactured for themselves.

Ben shifted away from her enough to unbutton his suit coat and slip it off, to be a little more comfortable. Then he went right back to holding her. For several moments, he said nothing. Eventually, when the air around them both seemed to have calmed significantly, he tentatively began, "Hey, Melody?"

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