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Title: Everything Back But You
Author: babyfirefly/\Izzie
Rating: PG-13 for now
Disclaimer: Don't own anyone, and oh how I wish that wasn't so.
Dedication: For karevslovah, my best friend, for always inspiring me to keep writing. And to my sexy future wife (even if she doesn't know it yet) CallieLuvr for the AIM conversation that inspired Callie's brothers, primarily Reynaldo, the gay one who you guys will meet in chapter two.
Pairings: Right now it's just "on the rocks" Torlley. If you know me well enough you can guess where this is heading :X.
Notes: I came up with this while on the phone with my wifey/best friend karevslovah. Its a what if Callie actually IS pregnant and is looking for reassurance by asking George if he wants a baby? How will Callie deal with finding out George cheated on her, especially pregnant? So yeah, that's the basics!
ENJOY!
Callie Torres-O'Malley sighed as she exited the Chief's office one rainy, dismal Seattle morning.
Her whole world had come together and fallen apart in a twenty-four hour period. Her husband’s infidelity came to light the day after she discovered she was carrying his child. The pieces all came together at a mutual friends wedding none-the-less, after she searched her husband’s face for reassurance. She had asked him if he wanted to have a baby and his reaction wasn't exactly what she was looking for. He mumbled something about 'not being ready' and left her standing alone in silence. She called out to him and his eyes locked with hers as the words, "I'm sorry, I'm pregnant," fell from her lips. Already broken, his infidelity slid of his tongue in-between the sacred walls of the First Baptist Church.
Heavy hearted, the wedding they attended became a daze. Cristina yang's problems piling up on, but not overshadowing the O’Malley’s set.
Callie had decided to leave Seattle before she even step foot outside of the church. She stepped in the Chief's office and notified him of her plans, it was only for two weeks and Richard understood. He said she'd still have her spot when she returned regardless if he was still the Chief or not. She knew she had basically given up her shot at Chief Resident but knew Bailey was a shoe in and would hold the title well.
"Callie!" George called out as he spotted her slipping into the elevator.
Callie excessively pressed the open-close button but George managed to squeeze in just in time.
"Callie...PLEASE. Please don't go..." George begged, "You're carrying my child!"
"YOUR child? No, MY child. Right now I'm just thinking of you as my sperm donor. You disgust me. I'm sure Izzie Stevens is willing and available to comfort you."
"What? No! Izzie was a mistake! You are my wife! The mother of my child!"
"Wife? Okay so if I wasn't pregnant would you still be standing here begging me to stay?"
George's eyes shifted to his shoes, "Of course," he muttered. "Of course," he said again, looking into her eyes.
"I hate you, I LOATHE you. I'm not going to let you stand there and act like you care because if you did...you never would have slept with her in the first place. Leave me and my baby alone!" Callie growled.
The elevator dinged as it reached Labor & Delivery and Callie slipped past George. George stepped off of the elevator, standing still as stone as he struggled to find the perfect words. He watched Callie make her way to Addison, who lowered her glasses on her nose and gave George a look.
George solemnly slipped back into the elevator and pushed a random floor number as the tears rolled down his cheeks.
"You don't need to leave, Cal," Addison sighed.
"Yes, I do!" Callie replied, setting down her purse. "I just need your okay to travel."
"Addison sighed again, "Well, in that case. No go, as your doctor I am advising you not to travel."
"Don't get smart," Callie responded.
"Seriously. Don't do this, don't run away. It won't solve anything."
"Look who's talking," Callie stated, pressing her palms into her hips.
"Hey!" Addison gasped, "I went for a long weekend!"
"Yeah, well, consider this my REALLY long weekend."
"Callie..."
"Addie, I have to. I need my family right now, as much as they drive me insane, I need them."
"I understand," Addison sighed. "It's just..."
"Just what?" Callie asked.
"There's something I need to tell you," Addison said, after taking a deep breath.
“I don’t like your tone…”
“There’s a good chance I won’t be here when you get back.”
“What?” Callie gasped.
“I accepted a job offer.”
“Addison! I wanted you to deliver my baby…to yell at me to drink more water and tell me how fat I’m getting and…” Callie’s hormones overwhelmed her as tears began to roll down her perfectly blushed cheeks.
Addison grabbed Callie and hugged her, “Los Angeles is a big city, there’s always room for you too.”
“You’re a bitch,” Callie sniffled, wiping her cheeks.
“That could be applied to you too!”
“Shut up,” Callie half laughed, half sniffled. “Who’s running away now?”
“I’m here in a heartbeat, should you need me. Never forget that, okay?”
Callie nodded.
“Now, let’s go check you out and I can try and find every excuse possible to keep you from boarding that plane.”
George pushed himself from the back of the elevator and wiped his eyes on his lab coat sleeve as the doors opened.
Izzie Stevens jumped as she saw George.
“Oh…uh…hi?” She said nervously.
“Stay away from me,” George growled, pushing past her.
“George!” Izzie sighed.
“Don’t say my name!” George growled, “Don’t say my fucking name!” He grabbed Izzie’s arm and pulled her into an empty room.
“I mean it. Stay away from me. We can’t go on like this. We CAN’T. My Wife is carrying MY child, my flesh and blood! My CHILD, don’t you get it? Has it sunk in yet? You wouldn’t lay off me, you wouldn’t just STOP. Now everything is falling apart, she’s leaving! She’s won’t even give me the details…she…she’s taking my baby…my I….this never should have happened. NEVER. Callie was right, you had feeling and you jumped on me when I was drunk and vulnerable! You…just…lay off me, alright? Leave me alone. I go to Mercy West soon, okay? Give me my space. Leave me the hell alone. You’re not my best friend, because if you were you would have never hated her, you would have just let us be! I just…UGH. Stay away! STAY AWAY!” George yelled.
“You…blame me?” Izzie gasped.
George nodded, “Yes…I blame you,” he said before walking off.
Izzie watched George walk off and sobbed as her legs caved in and her body slipped to the floor.
“Dude, you’re pregnant?” Alex Karev gasped as he entered the room.
“Oh shit…I am?” Callie smirked.
“Shut up, O’Malley,” Alex smirked back.
“Whose wedding were you at?” Callie asked, “You didn’t hear that my husband has adulterous sex with Izzie Stevens? And yes, I’m pregnant.”
“Dude…who’s wedding WAS I at?”
“I think you got a little too invested in the buffet and wedding cake at the reception,” Addison laughed.
“Guess so, that and I passed out drunk as soon as I got home so I guess I missed the gossip train.”
“Yeah, well….”
“Shit, I’m sorry,” Alex said.
“Hey you didn’t get me pregnant and cheat on me so you have no reason to be sorry.”
“…with Izzie?” Alex asked.
“Yeah, I’m honestly not surprised,” Callie sighed.
Alex looked rather irritated by the news, “Fuck them both. He ruined a good thing, he’s an idiot. I always said you were too hot for him…”
“Ok!” Addison interjected, obviously uncomfortable. “Enough with the verbal copulation, are you going to be my intern here or what?”
“Uh, yeah,” Alex answered, scratching his head. He surveyed Callie’s charts and spoke, ‘Her HcG levels are high for the gestation you’re figuring.”
“Exactly why I’m doing an ultrasound,” Addison stated. “Either there’s multiples or we’re off on the EDD.”
“Multiples?” Callie gasped.
“I’m leaning towards the second. Though…if there is two or more, can I have one?”
“Sure, why not?” Callie laughed nervously.
“This is going to be cold…” Addison warned as she applied the gel.
“Ah! That’s cold!” Callie gasped.
“Yes, I DID just say that,” Addison said as she slid the wand over Callie’s lower abdomen, stopping when she located the baby.
“Hello there!” Addison smiled, “The flutter right there? That’s the heartbeat.”
“Cute…uh…fetus?” Alex nodded.
“Everything looks perfect,” Addison smiled. “You’re measuring around nine weeks gestation which matches your HcG levels. Baby is healthy and strong.”
“It looks like a shrimp,” Callie laughed.
“It gets that from George,” Alex smirked.
“I promise it will not be born looking like a crustacean,” Addison laughed.
“Am I okay to go to Florida?” Callie asked.
Addison sighed.
“Florida?” Alex asked.
“I just need to get away for a little bit,” Callie answered.
“What’s in Florida?” Alex asked.
“Family,” Callie answered.
“Ah well…you gotta do what you gotta do…” Alex shrugged. “You’re coming back, right?”
“In two weeks…why, are you going to miss me?” Callie asked.
“Here’s a copy of your sonogram,” Addison interrupted, handing Callie a grainy black and white picture. “And yes, you can go to Florida. And for the record, *I* will miss you.”
“Yeah, I guess I’ll miss you too,” Alex shrugged.
“Take this down to the pharmacy,” Addison said after she scribbled something down on a notepad. “That’s all of the prenatals & supplements I want you to take. Don’t argue! Anything you need, I’m here. I’ll fly back here, I’ll fly to Florida. I’m serious; I’ll be here for the birth too if I can make it.”
“Thanks Addie,” Callie smiled.
Addison gave Callie another hug and said her goodbyes.
Callie gathered her things and started down the hall to the elevator. Alex ran to catch up to her.
“Hey,” he said.
“Hey,” Callie replied.
“George is a douche,” Alex muttered.
“You chased after me to tell me the obvious?” Callie laughed.
“Yeah, well…” Alex shrugged.
“All the insults in the world can’t change what they did,” Callie sighed, her eyes shifting to the floor.
“You’re better than this shit,” Alex stated.
“Thanks,” Callie responded.
Alex sighed. “With Izzie…” he muttered.
Callie nodded, “Yes…and you don’t seem too happy with that.”
“What? Oh, uh…she’s just a stupid whore,” Alex said as they both slipped into the elevator.
“You can talk to me you know,” Callie urged. “I do consider us friends.”
“…with benefits?” Alex smirked.
“Ha!” Callie laughed, “I’m becoming a nun.”
“Right, cuz that’ll work…especially with the whole fetus thing.”
“Immaculate conception,” Callie shrugged. “Wait…stop changing the subject. Talk! Spill!”
“Nothing to spill. Just cuz I intern for the estrogen blub doesn’t mean I want to be a member. I don’t ‘spill’ or talk about my problems.”
“Suit yourself,” Callie stated.
Alex sighed, “Dude, she tore my heart out.”
“You have a heart?” Callie playfully gasped.
“See, this is why I don’t SPILL,” Alex groaned.
“Sorry,” Callie sympathetically stated.
“I was there for her, she shot me down. She wasn’t ready then she turns around and screws George? What the fuck is that shit? GEORGE? Fucking George! …uh…no offense.”
“None taken.”
“You’re taking this all really well,” Alex stated.
“Actually, I’m not.”
Alex noticed her eyes welling with tears as they walked towards the pharmacy. Callie started to sob and Alex sat her down in one of the chairs in the lobby.
“Just uh…let it all out,” he said, awkwardly patting her back.
She buried her face in her hands and sobbed harder. Alex took a deep breath and grabbed her, pulling her head into his chest.
George was making his way through the lobby and did a double take when he saw Callie crying in Alex Karev’s arms. A rage grew inside of him and he watched Alex soothe her and wipe away her tears. George moved behind a pillar and watched Callie gain her composure and watch Alex guide her to the pharmacy. George waited in silence, trying to collect his thoughts. A short while later Alex and Callie emerged from the pharmacy and Alex walked Callie to the front doors.
“Let me see your phone,” Alex insisted.
“What? Why? Where’s yours?”
“Don’t ask questions, hand it over.”
Callie hesitantly handed her phone over and Alex began punching something in.
“If you need anything, you now have my number,” Alex stated as he handed Callie’s phone back to her.
“Really? I don’t want to bug you with my drama,” Callie said.
“Dude, if you bugged me you wouldn’t have my number in your phone right now,” Alex replied.
“Thanks,” Callie smiled. She gave Alex a friendly hug and then made her way out of Seattle Grace.
Alex watched her walk off with a strange feeling overwhelming him, feelings he had felt for months but suppressed deep inside.
George slipped out from behind the pillar and caught the look in Alex’s eyes.
“What in the hell are you doing with my wife?” George growled.
“Oh, Fuck off O’Malley!” Alex groaned.
“No! What in the hell are you doing with my PREGNANT wife?”
“Being a man, being there for her. Something you’d know nothing about,” Alex snapped back.
Alex turned and left. George was unable to speak; he stood alone again with his thoughts, terrified of what the future held.
Author: babyfirefly/\Izzie
Rating: PG-13 for now
Disclaimer: Don't own anyone, and oh how I wish that wasn't so.
Dedication: For karevslovah, my best friend, for always inspiring me to keep writing. And to my sexy future wife (even if she doesn't know it yet) CallieLuvr for the AIM conversation that inspired Callie's brothers, primarily Reynaldo, the gay one who you guys will meet in chapter two.
Pairings: Right now it's just "on the rocks" Torlley. If you know me well enough you can guess where this is heading :X.
Notes: I came up with this while on the phone with my wifey/best friend karevslovah. Its a what if Callie actually IS pregnant and is looking for reassurance by asking George if he wants a baby? How will Callie deal with finding out George cheated on her, especially pregnant? So yeah, that's the basics!
ENJOY!
Callie Torres-O'Malley sighed as she exited the Chief's office one rainy, dismal Seattle morning.
Her whole world had come together and fallen apart in a twenty-four hour period. Her husband’s infidelity came to light the day after she discovered she was carrying his child. The pieces all came together at a mutual friends wedding none-the-less, after she searched her husband’s face for reassurance. She had asked him if he wanted to have a baby and his reaction wasn't exactly what she was looking for. He mumbled something about 'not being ready' and left her standing alone in silence. She called out to him and his eyes locked with hers as the words, "I'm sorry, I'm pregnant," fell from her lips. Already broken, his infidelity slid of his tongue in-between the sacred walls of the First Baptist Church.
Heavy hearted, the wedding they attended became a daze. Cristina yang's problems piling up on, but not overshadowing the O’Malley’s set.
Callie had decided to leave Seattle before she even step foot outside of the church. She stepped in the Chief's office and notified him of her plans, it was only for two weeks and Richard understood. He said she'd still have her spot when she returned regardless if he was still the Chief or not. She knew she had basically given up her shot at Chief Resident but knew Bailey was a shoe in and would hold the title well.
"Callie!" George called out as he spotted her slipping into the elevator.
Callie excessively pressed the open-close button but George managed to squeeze in just in time.
"Callie...PLEASE. Please don't go..." George begged, "You're carrying my child!"
"YOUR child? No, MY child. Right now I'm just thinking of you as my sperm donor. You disgust me. I'm sure Izzie Stevens is willing and available to comfort you."
"What? No! Izzie was a mistake! You are my wife! The mother of my child!"
"Wife? Okay so if I wasn't pregnant would you still be standing here begging me to stay?"
George's eyes shifted to his shoes, "Of course," he muttered. "Of course," he said again, looking into her eyes.
"I hate you, I LOATHE you. I'm not going to let you stand there and act like you care because if you did...you never would have slept with her in the first place. Leave me and my baby alone!" Callie growled.
The elevator dinged as it reached Labor & Delivery and Callie slipped past George. George stepped off of the elevator, standing still as stone as he struggled to find the perfect words. He watched Callie make her way to Addison, who lowered her glasses on her nose and gave George a look.
George solemnly slipped back into the elevator and pushed a random floor number as the tears rolled down his cheeks.
"You don't need to leave, Cal," Addison sighed.
"Yes, I do!" Callie replied, setting down her purse. "I just need your okay to travel."
"Addison sighed again, "Well, in that case. No go, as your doctor I am advising you not to travel."
"Don't get smart," Callie responded.
"Seriously. Don't do this, don't run away. It won't solve anything."
"Look who's talking," Callie stated, pressing her palms into her hips.
"Hey!" Addison gasped, "I went for a long weekend!"
"Yeah, well, consider this my REALLY long weekend."
"Callie..."
"Addie, I have to. I need my family right now, as much as they drive me insane, I need them."
"I understand," Addison sighed. "It's just..."
"Just what?" Callie asked.
"There's something I need to tell you," Addison said, after taking a deep breath.
“I don’t like your tone…”
“There’s a good chance I won’t be here when you get back.”
“What?” Callie gasped.
“I accepted a job offer.”
“Addison! I wanted you to deliver my baby…to yell at me to drink more water and tell me how fat I’m getting and…” Callie’s hormones overwhelmed her as tears began to roll down her perfectly blushed cheeks.
Addison grabbed Callie and hugged her, “Los Angeles is a big city, there’s always room for you too.”
“You’re a bitch,” Callie sniffled, wiping her cheeks.
“That could be applied to you too!”
“Shut up,” Callie half laughed, half sniffled. “Who’s running away now?”
“I’m here in a heartbeat, should you need me. Never forget that, okay?”
Callie nodded.
“Now, let’s go check you out and I can try and find every excuse possible to keep you from boarding that plane.”
George pushed himself from the back of the elevator and wiped his eyes on his lab coat sleeve as the doors opened.
Izzie Stevens jumped as she saw George.
“Oh…uh…hi?” She said nervously.
“Stay away from me,” George growled, pushing past her.
“George!” Izzie sighed.
“Don’t say my name!” George growled, “Don’t say my fucking name!” He grabbed Izzie’s arm and pulled her into an empty room.
“I mean it. Stay away from me. We can’t go on like this. We CAN’T. My Wife is carrying MY child, my flesh and blood! My CHILD, don’t you get it? Has it sunk in yet? You wouldn’t lay off me, you wouldn’t just STOP. Now everything is falling apart, she’s leaving! She’s won’t even give me the details…she…she’s taking my baby…my I….this never should have happened. NEVER. Callie was right, you had feeling and you jumped on me when I was drunk and vulnerable! You…just…lay off me, alright? Leave me alone. I go to Mercy West soon, okay? Give me my space. Leave me the hell alone. You’re not my best friend, because if you were you would have never hated her, you would have just let us be! I just…UGH. Stay away! STAY AWAY!” George yelled.
“You…blame me?” Izzie gasped.
George nodded, “Yes…I blame you,” he said before walking off.
Izzie watched George walk off and sobbed as her legs caved in and her body slipped to the floor.
“Dude, you’re pregnant?” Alex Karev gasped as he entered the room.
“Oh shit…I am?” Callie smirked.
“Shut up, O’Malley,” Alex smirked back.
“Whose wedding were you at?” Callie asked, “You didn’t hear that my husband has adulterous sex with Izzie Stevens? And yes, I’m pregnant.”
“Dude…who’s wedding WAS I at?”
“I think you got a little too invested in the buffet and wedding cake at the reception,” Addison laughed.
“Guess so, that and I passed out drunk as soon as I got home so I guess I missed the gossip train.”
“Yeah, well….”
“Shit, I’m sorry,” Alex said.
“Hey you didn’t get me pregnant and cheat on me so you have no reason to be sorry.”
“…with Izzie?” Alex asked.
“Yeah, I’m honestly not surprised,” Callie sighed.
Alex looked rather irritated by the news, “Fuck them both. He ruined a good thing, he’s an idiot. I always said you were too hot for him…”
“Ok!” Addison interjected, obviously uncomfortable. “Enough with the verbal copulation, are you going to be my intern here or what?”
“Uh, yeah,” Alex answered, scratching his head. He surveyed Callie’s charts and spoke, ‘Her HcG levels are high for the gestation you’re figuring.”
“Exactly why I’m doing an ultrasound,” Addison stated. “Either there’s multiples or we’re off on the EDD.”
“Multiples?” Callie gasped.
“I’m leaning towards the second. Though…if there is two or more, can I have one?”
“Sure, why not?” Callie laughed nervously.
“This is going to be cold…” Addison warned as she applied the gel.
“Ah! That’s cold!” Callie gasped.
“Yes, I DID just say that,” Addison said as she slid the wand over Callie’s lower abdomen, stopping when she located the baby.
“Hello there!” Addison smiled, “The flutter right there? That’s the heartbeat.”
“Cute…uh…fetus?” Alex nodded.
“Everything looks perfect,” Addison smiled. “You’re measuring around nine weeks gestation which matches your HcG levels. Baby is healthy and strong.”
“It looks like a shrimp,” Callie laughed.
“It gets that from George,” Alex smirked.
“I promise it will not be born looking like a crustacean,” Addison laughed.
“Am I okay to go to Florida?” Callie asked.
Addison sighed.
“Florida?” Alex asked.
“I just need to get away for a little bit,” Callie answered.
“What’s in Florida?” Alex asked.
“Family,” Callie answered.
“Ah well…you gotta do what you gotta do…” Alex shrugged. “You’re coming back, right?”
“In two weeks…why, are you going to miss me?” Callie asked.
“Here’s a copy of your sonogram,” Addison interrupted, handing Callie a grainy black and white picture. “And yes, you can go to Florida. And for the record, *I* will miss you.”
“Yeah, I guess I’ll miss you too,” Alex shrugged.
“Take this down to the pharmacy,” Addison said after she scribbled something down on a notepad. “That’s all of the prenatals & supplements I want you to take. Don’t argue! Anything you need, I’m here. I’ll fly back here, I’ll fly to Florida. I’m serious; I’ll be here for the birth too if I can make it.”
“Thanks Addie,” Callie smiled.
Addison gave Callie another hug and said her goodbyes.
Callie gathered her things and started down the hall to the elevator. Alex ran to catch up to her.
“Hey,” he said.
“Hey,” Callie replied.
“George is a douche,” Alex muttered.
“You chased after me to tell me the obvious?” Callie laughed.
“Yeah, well…” Alex shrugged.
“All the insults in the world can’t change what they did,” Callie sighed, her eyes shifting to the floor.
“You’re better than this shit,” Alex stated.
“Thanks,” Callie responded.
Alex sighed. “With Izzie…” he muttered.
Callie nodded, “Yes…and you don’t seem too happy with that.”
“What? Oh, uh…she’s just a stupid whore,” Alex said as they both slipped into the elevator.
“You can talk to me you know,” Callie urged. “I do consider us friends.”
“…with benefits?” Alex smirked.
“Ha!” Callie laughed, “I’m becoming a nun.”
“Right, cuz that’ll work…especially with the whole fetus thing.”
“Immaculate conception,” Callie shrugged. “Wait…stop changing the subject. Talk! Spill!”
“Nothing to spill. Just cuz I intern for the estrogen blub doesn’t mean I want to be a member. I don’t ‘spill’ or talk about my problems.”
“Suit yourself,” Callie stated.
Alex sighed, “Dude, she tore my heart out.”
“You have a heart?” Callie playfully gasped.
“See, this is why I don’t SPILL,” Alex groaned.
“Sorry,” Callie sympathetically stated.
“I was there for her, she shot me down. She wasn’t ready then she turns around and screws George? What the fuck is that shit? GEORGE? Fucking George! …uh…no offense.”
“None taken.”
“You’re taking this all really well,” Alex stated.
“Actually, I’m not.”
Alex noticed her eyes welling with tears as they walked towards the pharmacy. Callie started to sob and Alex sat her down in one of the chairs in the lobby.
“Just uh…let it all out,” he said, awkwardly patting her back.
She buried her face in her hands and sobbed harder. Alex took a deep breath and grabbed her, pulling her head into his chest.
George was making his way through the lobby and did a double take when he saw Callie crying in Alex Karev’s arms. A rage grew inside of him and he watched Alex soothe her and wipe away her tears. George moved behind a pillar and watched Callie gain her composure and watch Alex guide her to the pharmacy. George waited in silence, trying to collect his thoughts. A short while later Alex and Callie emerged from the pharmacy and Alex walked Callie to the front doors.
“Let me see your phone,” Alex insisted.
“What? Why? Where’s yours?”
“Don’t ask questions, hand it over.”
Callie hesitantly handed her phone over and Alex began punching something in.
“If you need anything, you now have my number,” Alex stated as he handed Callie’s phone back to her.
“Really? I don’t want to bug you with my drama,” Callie said.
“Dude, if you bugged me you wouldn’t have my number in your phone right now,” Alex replied.
“Thanks,” Callie smiled. She gave Alex a friendly hug and then made her way out of Seattle Grace.
Alex watched her walk off with a strange feeling overwhelming him, feelings he had felt for months but suppressed deep inside.
George slipped out from behind the pillar and caught the look in Alex’s eyes.
“What in the hell are you doing with my wife?” George growled.
“Oh, Fuck off O’Malley!” Alex groaned.
“No! What in the hell are you doing with my PREGNANT wife?”
“Being a man, being there for her. Something you’d know nothing about,” Alex snapped back.
Alex turned and left. George was unable to speak; he stood alone again with his thoughts, terrified of what the future held.