A/N: I do not own Grey's Anatomy, nor am I associated with it or the characters of the show. This may be just a oneshot, but if I get good feedback, I may continue. What are your reactions to Henry so far? For me, well, I think I've fallen completely in love with him. 3 Enjoy.

The adjustment to living with diabetes was tough, but most definitely could have been worse. The entire situation wasn't nearly as bad as the possibilities, and for that, Henry Burton was thankful. How could he complain, after all? In the space of a few days, he'd acquired not only hope, but a friend to help keep it alive.

Yes. Teddy Altman was his friend. It wasn't something that he had put thought into before she had questioned him about the emergency contact choice, but when the time came, he knew. She was his only friend in the world.

And oh Lord, how had he managed to get so lucky? She was beautiful. She was amazing. Talented. He couldn't deny his attraction to the tall blond. And, best of all, she was his wife. Sort of. Legally, at the least.

That was worth something, right? It had to be.

What Henry did know, for sure, was that he wasn't willing to let this arrangement be simply an arrangement. He couldn't hope for it to turn into a marriage, but he could hope for more than paperwork. On the other hand, he really didn't have the right to hope for anything, did he? The woman was saving his life, in all forms of the term.

Speak of the devil.

His thoughts were interrupted by the entrance of the exact woman who filled them.

"Hi," Teddy smiled, stunning even in scrubs.

"Hey." Well, what could he say?

She lingered in the doorway; Henry wanted her closer. This was a business arrangement, though. Right?

It was only a second or two, yet it seemed like hours. Finally Teddy broke the silence, "How are you?"

"Aside from being mostly alone, sick, in a hospital room? I'm wonderful."

She glanced at her watch, "Well I'm all yours for the next nine minutes. Otherwise I can't help with that."

When she took a seat on the edge of his bed, Henry shifted his body over so as to give her more room. He grabbed the jello from next to his bed and offered it to her, a smirk tempting his lips. "It's not nearly as bad as the fruit cup."

"No, thank you. I'm on a strict diet of no hospital food."

He slyly scanned the length of her sitting form, "I don't think you need to be on any diet."

"Ha. What's that supposed to mean, Mister?"

"Just . . ." he chuckled, "nothing. I . . . nothing." Pulling back the tin cover on the jello, he dipped his spoon in and brought a bite to his mouth. He lied. It was just as terrible as the fruit cup. "Mmm. This," a gesture toward the cup, "is amazing. You should definitely regret not taking the offer while it stood, because now I'm not going to share."

Teddy now shifted her body, realizing the space that he had made moments earlier. "I can't believe you! I'm sharing my insurance with you and you won't even share some jello with me. And I was just beginning to like you."

"Well don't stop now. I'm a likeable guy." He took another spoonful of the dessert, "Mmm."

Suddenly, she stood, heading for the door. "I've got five minutes left, and I'm sure I can find my own jello in that time."

One corner of his mouth lifted, his eyes shining. "Teddy. Come on. Don't leave yet." He held out a spoon of jello.

She smiled, then moved back to Henry's side, going at the spoon with parted lips. She wouldn't have actually left, anyway, but she would take the opportunity to test this new area of the hospital's menu. Just as the plastic of the utensil touched her mouth, he pulled it closer to himself, keeping it away from her. Once again she moved in, but was too slow. The game continued until there was barely more than the spoon between their lips. In one swift movement Henry both ate the jello and crushed his lips against Teddy's.

He pulled away immediately, leaving her with just a peck. Before he could take a breath, though, their mouths were together once again - more passionately. In the first seconds she hesitated, but then she kissed him back. His hand found the back of her neck as the kiss deepened. Teddy's hands were at his ribcage; she wasn't sure of what she was doing.

Her lips partly more, allowing his tongue entrance into her mouth. When the euphoric feeling registered in the pit of her stomach, she jerked away and her eyes bolted open to see that her husband's were still tightly sealed.

She swallowed the lump in her throat, "Don't ever kiss me again."

He didn't reply. The look in his eyes was enough for her. Teddy stood and left the room, but returned in the doorway a second later, "And that jello is disgusting, by the way."

Henry couldn't help but smile. Sometimes the good outweighed the bad.

A/N: Please review! I love feedback. Any suggestions? Should I continue?