We Belong Together 1/1
Title: We Belong Together
Fandom: Grey's Anatomy
Pairing: Mark Sloan and Callie Torres
Word Count: 1,300
Summary: Mark and Callie realize where they truly belong.
Author's Note: Admittedly, this is not one of my better written one shots but I hope you Mallie-ites like it anyway!
We Belong Together
He found her crying in the stairwell, hunched over on the third step, looking like the bottom of her box of dreams had just plummeted out and shot straight to hell. Without a second thought, he moved over to her, dropped down on the stair above her and grasped her shoulders in his hands. “Hola, Bonita, como estas?"
Callie looked back at him. "You're practicing Spanish, huh?" she said it through sniffles and his heart gave a tug. Even looking like a messy, teary, boogery mess, she was still beautiful.
"Yeah. For Sofia. I want her to be a well-rounded kid," he said and massaged her shoulders as she leaned back against his knees. "Talk to me, Torres. Why are you and 'Zona going at it again?" He had heard about the very public fight the two women had had second hand from one of the nurses who loved to gossip. And give blowjobs on bended knee but he surprisingly hadn't wanted one then when he thought of his Cal in distress. He had immediately turned and escaped while the blonde nurse called after him pathetically.
Callie sighed. "Because of you."
"Me?" Mark said. "What did I do? I mean besides get you pregnant and -" He studied her tear-splotched face. "So that's what this is about? I got you pregnant and Arizona couldn't?"
Callie slapped his leg. "It's not about that. It's that she's jealous of how much time you and I spend together. I explained it's all about Sofia but she can't wrap her blonde head around that. And worse, she said maybe she didn't want to be a family with me and Sofia anymore. Not if it included you."
Mark nodded somberly. "So she's going to make you choose? Me or her?"
Callie nodded. "Yeah. Can you believe that?"
"I can but ... I don't want it to be true. I like our little family, Cal. I love your daughter. I love --" his voice broke off. "Family stuff..."
Callie studied him skeptically, like she had thought he was going to say something else. Which he was but he had caught himself just in time. "I'm not asking you to stop being my baby daddy, Mark."
Mark reached out and lightly twisted a lock of her black hair in his fingers. "I don't want to be the reason you and your wife break up."
"That's not why we're imploding. It's her irrational jealousy and need to control every damn thing," Callie said. "And honestly if it came down to a choice between you and her ... Mark, I know who I'd choose and it's not good for me and Arizona."
"You'd pick me?" Mark said. "Over your own wife?"
"Yeah," she answered in a low voice. "You're my best friend in the whole world and you are Sofia's daddy and -" Now her voice was the one trailing off.
"Finish that sentence, Callie," Mark said. "Please."
Callie's tears came faster now and he instinctively reached out and wiped away every one that came trickling down her olive-skinned face. "You have to know, Mark, you have to already know. I love you, okay? You're more to me than just a pal or an occasional fuck buddy. You and Sofia are everything to me and I keep denying it all to Arizona but she and everyone else knows the truth." She sighed. "Dammit. Why did I just admit that?"
Mark's heart hammered hard in his chest. He felt his veins humming with anticipation. "Why did you marry her then for gods' sake, Callie?"
Callie looked up at Mark. "You weren't exactly offering to break up the wedding."
"So you rebounded with 'Zona?"
"Don't judge me! You've done what you're accusing me of plenty of times after Lexie dumped you on your ass. In fact, how many times have I been your fallback girl - the one to cushion the blow every time things went belly up for you?" She looked angry, so volatile and hurt, and now he had seen what he had cost her. He had practically forced her into a marriage she didn't want and all because he had been stubborn about his own feelings.
"It was never about you being my fallback girl," Mark couldn't help but snap. "I wanted you to be happy and I really believed Arizona did that for you in a way I never could."
"You always sell yourself short," she said and then climbed to her feet. "But whatever, I am going back to work."
"We're not done here, Callie," Mark said.
"We are, Mark. We were over a long time ago. Hell we never got off the ground. One baby - albeit a perfect and beautiful one - does not a relationship make."
She then started down the stairs to the lower floor and was practically ripping the door off its hinges in her frustration but he caught her before she could go back inside, before they could go back to the status quo, pretending they didn't mean the whole world to each other.
"Callie, don't you walk away," Mark said and grasped her wrist. "I let you go before but not this time. Please."
"Mark, we can't. Arizona ..."
"I don't want to hurt her either but she knows the truth. Hell everyone knew the truth but us before now. We belong together. You and me and our little bambina. We need to be a family. I want us to be a family. If you can honestly say you don't want that too, then I won't try to change your mind but if there's even a part of you that wants to be with me, we need to finally take that jump and stop pussying around already!"
"Mark-"
"Callie, please. I love you. I always have. It was just easier to pretend you were nothing but a best friend to me, a partner in crime, but it's never been about that. You're everything to me and I want a life with you and our daughter."
Callie leaned her forehead against his and stared him in the eyes. "It's not going to be easy, you know, explaining everything to everyone."
"Nothing is ever easy with us," Mark said. "But what's that old cliché - even if it ain't easy, it's worth it. We are worth fighting for, Callie. Say you believe that."
"I wish you hadn't waited so long to make this sudden declaration," Callie said and then smiled. "But we'll figure something out. We always do."
"We belong together, Torres. I am just sorry I didn't tell you I wanted us before."
Callie rested her head against his chest then. "Me too. It would have saved everyone a helluva lot of trouble."
"We have lots of time to make up for then."
"We have to do it the right way though, Mark," she said. "I have to tell Arizona and make her understand before anything can happen with us again."
"I've been waiting this long; I guess I can wait a little more," he said and leaned down and captured her lips in a breathtaking kiss. When they finally came up for air, she was panting in time with him.
"Damn."
Mark just nodded and hugged her. "We'll tell Arizona -"
She held up a hand. "Don't you think I should do it?"
"Not alone. We made this decision together; we will stick through it together. This time we're not walking away."
"I'm holding you to that," Callie said. "Every time I think you're getting cold feet I'm whipping it out."
"I know something I'd like to whip out right now," he said, nuzzling her ear.
She laughed. "Down boy." She then kissed him gently and walked out of the stairwell. He was okay with it because this time, he knew she was coming back - to him.
Fandom: Grey's Anatomy
Pairing: Mark Sloan and Callie Torres
Word Count: 1,300
Summary: Mark and Callie realize where they truly belong.
Author's Note: Admittedly, this is not one of my better written one shots but I hope you Mallie-ites like it anyway!
We Belong Together
He found her crying in the stairwell, hunched over on the third step, looking like the bottom of her box of dreams had just plummeted out and shot straight to hell. Without a second thought, he moved over to her, dropped down on the stair above her and grasped her shoulders in his hands. “Hola, Bonita, como estas?"
Callie looked back at him. "You're practicing Spanish, huh?" she said it through sniffles and his heart gave a tug. Even looking like a messy, teary, boogery mess, she was still beautiful.
"Yeah. For Sofia. I want her to be a well-rounded kid," he said and massaged her shoulders as she leaned back against his knees. "Talk to me, Torres. Why are you and 'Zona going at it again?" He had heard about the very public fight the two women had had second hand from one of the nurses who loved to gossip. And give blowjobs on bended knee but he surprisingly hadn't wanted one then when he thought of his Cal in distress. He had immediately turned and escaped while the blonde nurse called after him pathetically.
Callie sighed. "Because of you."
"Me?" Mark said. "What did I do? I mean besides get you pregnant and -" He studied her tear-splotched face. "So that's what this is about? I got you pregnant and Arizona couldn't?"
Callie slapped his leg. "It's not about that. It's that she's jealous of how much time you and I spend together. I explained it's all about Sofia but she can't wrap her blonde head around that. And worse, she said maybe she didn't want to be a family with me and Sofia anymore. Not if it included you."
Mark nodded somberly. "So she's going to make you choose? Me or her?"
Callie nodded. "Yeah. Can you believe that?"
"I can but ... I don't want it to be true. I like our little family, Cal. I love your daughter. I love --" his voice broke off. "Family stuff..."
Callie studied him skeptically, like she had thought he was going to say something else. Which he was but he had caught himself just in time. "I'm not asking you to stop being my baby daddy, Mark."
Mark reached out and lightly twisted a lock of her black hair in his fingers. "I don't want to be the reason you and your wife break up."
"That's not why we're imploding. It's her irrational jealousy and need to control every damn thing," Callie said. "And honestly if it came down to a choice between you and her ... Mark, I know who I'd choose and it's not good for me and Arizona."
"You'd pick me?" Mark said. "Over your own wife?"
"Yeah," she answered in a low voice. "You're my best friend in the whole world and you are Sofia's daddy and -" Now her voice was the one trailing off.
"Finish that sentence, Callie," Mark said. "Please."
Callie's tears came faster now and he instinctively reached out and wiped away every one that came trickling down her olive-skinned face. "You have to know, Mark, you have to already know. I love you, okay? You're more to me than just a pal or an occasional fuck buddy. You and Sofia are everything to me and I keep denying it all to Arizona but she and everyone else knows the truth." She sighed. "Dammit. Why did I just admit that?"
Mark's heart hammered hard in his chest. He felt his veins humming with anticipation. "Why did you marry her then for gods' sake, Callie?"
Callie looked up at Mark. "You weren't exactly offering to break up the wedding."
"So you rebounded with 'Zona?"
"Don't judge me! You've done what you're accusing me of plenty of times after Lexie dumped you on your ass. In fact, how many times have I been your fallback girl - the one to cushion the blow every time things went belly up for you?" She looked angry, so volatile and hurt, and now he had seen what he had cost her. He had practically forced her into a marriage she didn't want and all because he had been stubborn about his own feelings.
"It was never about you being my fallback girl," Mark couldn't help but snap. "I wanted you to be happy and I really believed Arizona did that for you in a way I never could."
"You always sell yourself short," she said and then climbed to her feet. "But whatever, I am going back to work."
"We're not done here, Callie," Mark said.
"We are, Mark. We were over a long time ago. Hell we never got off the ground. One baby - albeit a perfect and beautiful one - does not a relationship make."
She then started down the stairs to the lower floor and was practically ripping the door off its hinges in her frustration but he caught her before she could go back inside, before they could go back to the status quo, pretending they didn't mean the whole world to each other.
"Callie, don't you walk away," Mark said and grasped her wrist. "I let you go before but not this time. Please."
"Mark, we can't. Arizona ..."
"I don't want to hurt her either but she knows the truth. Hell everyone knew the truth but us before now. We belong together. You and me and our little bambina. We need to be a family. I want us to be a family. If you can honestly say you don't want that too, then I won't try to change your mind but if there's even a part of you that wants to be with me, we need to finally take that jump and stop pussying around already!"
"Mark-"
"Callie, please. I love you. I always have. It was just easier to pretend you were nothing but a best friend to me, a partner in crime, but it's never been about that. You're everything to me and I want a life with you and our daughter."
Callie leaned her forehead against his and stared him in the eyes. "It's not going to be easy, you know, explaining everything to everyone."
"Nothing is ever easy with us," Mark said. "But what's that old cliché - even if it ain't easy, it's worth it. We are worth fighting for, Callie. Say you believe that."
"I wish you hadn't waited so long to make this sudden declaration," Callie said and then smiled. "But we'll figure something out. We always do."
"We belong together, Torres. I am just sorry I didn't tell you I wanted us before."
Callie rested her head against his chest then. "Me too. It would have saved everyone a helluva lot of trouble."
"We have lots of time to make up for then."
"We have to do it the right way though, Mark," she said. "I have to tell Arizona and make her understand before anything can happen with us again."
"I've been waiting this long; I guess I can wait a little more," he said and leaned down and captured her lips in a breathtaking kiss. When they finally came up for air, she was panting in time with him.
"Damn."
Mark just nodded and hugged her. "We'll tell Arizona -"
She held up a hand. "Don't you think I should do it?"
"Not alone. We made this decision together; we will stick through it together. This time we're not walking away."
"I'm holding you to that," Callie said. "Every time I think you're getting cold feet I'm whipping it out."
"I know something I'd like to whip out right now," he said, nuzzling her ear.
She laughed. "Down boy." She then kissed him gently and walked out of the stairwell. He was okay with it because this time, he knew she was coming back - to him.