Bend and not Break (13/?)
Title: Bend and not Break (13/?)
Author: VietAngel
Rating: PG-13, diving into NC-17 at the end
Summary: George has a huge secret, Callie has huge news, and when the two collide everything explodes…pulling Callie and George apart but opening the door for new lives, new loves, and allowing Callie to reconnect with the father she never really knew.
Author’s Note: This chapter was a serious pain in the arse to write, but it’s finally done…and I’m actually quite pleased with the result. The dinner with Callie’s mother was supposed to make it into this chapter, but I got caught up in what happens after George rushes home to her so it didn’t make it. Besides, this is going to be one of their last (if not the last) intimate moments together, so I wanted to make it fairly intense and emotional. Anyway, enough with my rambling…on to the story...
Previous Chapters: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8| Chapter 9 | Chapter 10| Chapter 11| Chapter 12
Soundtrack:
Paramore - “My Heart”
Hellogoodbye - “All of Your Love”
Stars - “Sleep Tonight”
The Verve - “Lucky Man”
Incubus - “Echo”
There was absolute silence in the locker room-a somber mood was consuming them all. Even Christina was silent for once, and that was probably the biggest indicator of the gravity of what they’d just witnessed. It had been the toughest 24 hours of their intern career. There had been a once in a lifetime freak accident. A massive portion of an elevated highway that was under construction fell onto the road below it…during rush hour traffic. At least a dozen cars had been crushed beneath tons of concrete. Seattle Grace Hospital had been inundated with people both injured and dead. They had seen disasters before, but this time-this time it hit too close to home for everyone, especially George.
Bailey and the entire team had traveled to the scene of the accident to help with rescue and triage. George didn’t know whether it was a blessing or a curse, but he happened upon a young married couple-not much older than he and Callie-trapped near the edge of the accident zone. The young man, Collin, was conscious and responsive. He had two broken legs, and a few broken ribs, but was otherwise in good shape. His wife Ana, who was seven months pregnant with their first child, was in grave danger. She was unresponsive, there was visible head trauma, and to George’s horror her torso was crushed beneath the dashboard.
George could smell the gasoline all over the place and there was no telling whether the car would blow. He wouldn’t leave them there-he couldn’t. There was so much carnage that there was no one else around to help him. He worked diligently and was able to free and stabilize the young man all on his own, and for that George O’Malley was a hero. George and Collin watched in horror together as rescue workers finally came along and used the Jaws of Life to cut Ana free.
He knew he was becoming too emotionally involved in this case, but he couldn’t help it. He stayed with them all the way back to the hospital, distracted Collin as the orthopedic surgeon on call set his broken bones. It should have been Callie, she was the best…but he was thankful that the Chief hadn’t seen fit to page her. He watched from the gallery as Derek, Bailey, and the Chief tried desperately to save Ana and her baby. They gave it their all, but it was to no avail-they were gone. It was George who insisted on breaking the news to her husband, George who watched him break, George who gave him a shoulder to cry on until his family got there.
It was that easy-in an instant the man’s world had been turned upside down. Just like that he’d lost the two most important people in the world to him…he’d lost his whole reason for living. George knew it could have easily been him…that woman could have easily been Callie. It could have been his wife and baby gone from the world. He shook the thoughts from his head and whipped out his cell phone. He pushed number one on his speed dial and waiting anxiously for her to pick up. He just needed to hear her voice-needed to know she was ok. He growled in frustration as her voicemail picked up.
“George?” Meredith called softly as she placed her hand on his shoulder. She knew he was thinking about Callie and putting himself in that man’s shoes. “You know she and the baby are fine. Addison would have called if anything was wrong.”
In his mind, he knew she was right…but his heart needed to see for itself. He took her hand and gave it a squeeze, then quickly gathered his things and ran from the locker room. He was so preoccupied that he bumped into the Chief and nearly knocked him down on his way to the parking lot.
“O’Malley, this is a hospital not a track!” the Chief exclaimed.
“I’m sorry Chief; I just need to get out of here. Callie’s not answering her phone and I just-I just need to feel her. I need to hold her, feel her breath on my neck, hear her heart beat in my ear, feel our baby kick against my palm-I just need to know she’s ok,” he rambled. The older man nodded. He understood what the younger man was going through. When he first began his career, he had experienced a similar feeling every time he encountered particularly difficult cases. He would rush home to Adele and just being in her presence and feeling her in his arms would soothe him and make him whole again.
“I understand. Go home to your wife, just do it safely please,” he replied.
“I will. Thanks Chief,” George replied before continuing on his way-walking this time.
******
George sighed in relief as he opened the door to their room and saw her sleeping peacefully and snoring lightly. He smiled as he remembered how horrified she had been when he first told her she snored. It took a 2 a.m. phone call to Addison, and reassurance that it would probably go away after the baby was born to calm her. He didn’t know what the big deal was anyway. It’s not like she sounded like a buzz saw…it was an adorably light snore, more akin to a purring kitten than anything.
He knew he should let her sleep, especially since her mother was in town…but just this once he had to risk it. He shook his head when he tripped over her pajama pants as he made his way over to the bed. She often shed her clothing piece by piece in her sleep because they made her uncomfortable for one reason or another. She was currently clad in Ewok panties and a powder blue tank that was bunched up under her breasts, fully exposing her belly. Perched on the edge of the bed, he reached out to softly let his fingertips trace the line of her spine before moving around to palm her belly.
He pressed a kiss to her hip, and then kneeled beside the bed so he could look at her. The sight was overwhelming. It was still hard for him to believe that a woman like her wanted him, loved him, and was pregnant with his child. He couldn’t resists reaching out to trace the lines of her beautiful face. His fingertip ran lightly along her jaw line, her nose…and as he traced midnight lines of her eyebrows her eyes fluttered slowly open.
“George?” she croaked as she stared out with chocolate brown orbs that were not quite ready to see.
“I’m sorry sweetheart; I didn’t mean to wake you. I just…I just needed to see you and make sure you were ok. I called and you didn’t answer and I got scared,” he rambled.
“What? I’m fine. I was completely worn out so I took the phone off the hook and turned off my cell,” and she sat up slowly, tugging her shirt down and motioning for him to have a seat beside her. “Why would I not be ok? I was with Addie and my mom all day.”
“Ignore me,” he said as he brushed her bangs away from her forehead. “I’m freaking out for no reason. It’s just-the highway accident. I found this married couple about our age, newlyweds…they were trapped in their car. They were trapped in the car and she was pregnant. I was able to pull him out, but his wife…the rescue team cut her out of the car. We tried so hard Cal, we tried so hard-but we couldn’t save her or the baby. All I kept thinking was that it could have been us…I could have lost you.”
By the time he finished he was crying. She pulled him close and he buried his face in the crook of her neck and sobbed. She felt bad for not being there to help. As soon as she heard about the accident she called the chief to let him know she was coming in, but he made her promise to stay home.
“Baby, look at me,” she said as she coaxed him to sit up. She cupped his face in her hands and wiped his tears away with her thumbs. “I’m here, George. I’m with you, and I’m all in…I always have been. I’m not going anywhere.”
The look in her eyes told him she meant every word. That was one of the many things he loved about her…you could read her mind just by looking into those gorgeous brown eyes. He hugged her tightly and buried his face in her neck once again. Callie whimpered softly as his sobs subsided and he began to suck lightly on her jugular while trailing his fingertips up her side to play along her rib cage.
“Callie, I need to feel you,” he said as he pulled away and moved his hand under her shirt to resume his exploration of her rib cage skin to skin. His eyes searched for approval in hers. As much as he longed to be inside her in that moment, he would end it in a second if she didn’t really feel up to it. She smiled before answering him with a bruising kiss. They broke apart and George quickly rid himself of his clothes before helping Callie out of hers. He eased her back against a mound of pillows before attacking her lips again. She moaned into his mouth as his thumb grazed over her extremely sensitive nipple. George paused curiously as he felt a sensation of wetness on his finger.
“Babe, you’re leaking colostrum,” he said, touching her nipple once again. He chuckled as a look of horror crossed her face.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry!” she said, clearly embarrassed. “I understand if you’re completely turned off now. That-I’m sorry.”
“Callie, shush. It’s ok. Why would I be turned off?” he replied. She watched in shock as he trailed kisses down her neck and between her breasts before taking one nipple and then the other into his mouth and suckling gently until they were licked clean. “Mmm, it tastes really sweet. I could never be turned off by this; it’s nourishment for our baby. That’s the most beautiful thing in the world-you’re the most beautiful woman in the world.”
She smiled, reassured, and kissed him again…tasting the sweetness of her own milk as their tongues dueled. He wished he could freeze this moment in time as his hands traveled across the expanse of her supple flesh, memorizing every curve as they went along their merry way. It would never get more perfect than this.
“Cal, are you sure you want to do this?” he asked again, audibly this time. She didn’t say anything, but took his hand and guided his hand between her legs, forcing two of his fingers to slip easily inside her ready and willing body.
“Does that give you your answer?” she said breathily as he took over and began to stroke her slowly. He didn’t answer, but removed his fingers and smiled as she licked her lips while she watched him lick every last drop of her from his digits. He knew she was getting impatient when he felt long delicate fingers wrap around his raging erection and begin to stroke him.
His mother taught him never to keep a lady waiting, so he eased her leg over his and adjusted the pillows behind her back until she was in the perfect position for him to ease into her from the side. As her belly grew, they discovered that it was the most comfortable position for her. Callie loved it because she could be lazy and still have sex, and George loved it because she was comfortable and he could still reach the most sensitive parts of her body.
A long moan escaped both their lips as he eased into her at an excruciatingly slow pace. He caressed her belly and felt their daughter somersault inside her. He eased his hand up her body, over her breast, across her collar bone, until it finally came to rest on her cheek. They stared at each other through hooded eyes and it was as if the air had become too syrupy and thick to move any faster…and they had all the time in the world. She tangled her fingers in his air and pulled him close so she could shower petal soft kisses over every inch of his skin she could reach.
He met her lips, with less fervor this time, and let his tongue trace her mouth before moving downward to explore her chin and neck. He felt like the luckiest man alive for knowing every spot she liked to have kissed, every touch that caused fire to course through her veins. After what seemed like hours, he could feel her body start to tremble and he knew she was getting close. He was glad for it, because if she kept making those intoxicating noises he wasn’t going to be able to hold on much longer.
He continued a languorous rhythm as he latched onto one of her nipples and reached down to gently stroke her clit. The nails of one hand dug into his forearm, while the other fisted in his hair. That was exactly the response he was looking for, so he stayed focused on the task at hand, and then met her eyes just in time to watch her come. The blissful look on her face was enough to make him follow a few seconds later. He made sure she had ridden out every wave of her orgasm before pulling out of her.
She was completely sated and so relaxed that she fell asleep almost immediately. He pulled the covers over them and cuddled up to her. He rested his hand on her belly and his fingers danced over her adorable protruding navel. His head settled on her chest and he had a smile on his face as the thump of her heartbeat lulled him to sleep.
Little did they know, their world was about to be rocked inappropriately….
TBC…
Author: VietAngel
Rating: PG-13, diving into NC-17 at the end
Summary: George has a huge secret, Callie has huge news, and when the two collide everything explodes…pulling Callie and George apart but opening the door for new lives, new loves, and allowing Callie to reconnect with the father she never really knew.
Author’s Note: This chapter was a serious pain in the arse to write, but it’s finally done…and I’m actually quite pleased with the result. The dinner with Callie’s mother was supposed to make it into this chapter, but I got caught up in what happens after George rushes home to her so it didn’t make it. Besides, this is going to be one of their last (if not the last) intimate moments together, so I wanted to make it fairly intense and emotional. Anyway, enough with my rambling…on to the story...
Previous Chapters: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8| Chapter 9 | Chapter 10| Chapter 11| Chapter 12
Soundtrack:
Paramore - “My Heart”
Hellogoodbye - “All of Your Love”
Stars - “Sleep Tonight”
The Verve - “Lucky Man”
Incubus - “Echo”
There was absolute silence in the locker room-a somber mood was consuming them all. Even Christina was silent for once, and that was probably the biggest indicator of the gravity of what they’d just witnessed. It had been the toughest 24 hours of their intern career. There had been a once in a lifetime freak accident. A massive portion of an elevated highway that was under construction fell onto the road below it…during rush hour traffic. At least a dozen cars had been crushed beneath tons of concrete. Seattle Grace Hospital had been inundated with people both injured and dead. They had seen disasters before, but this time-this time it hit too close to home for everyone, especially George.
Bailey and the entire team had traveled to the scene of the accident to help with rescue and triage. George didn’t know whether it was a blessing or a curse, but he happened upon a young married couple-not much older than he and Callie-trapped near the edge of the accident zone. The young man, Collin, was conscious and responsive. He had two broken legs, and a few broken ribs, but was otherwise in good shape. His wife Ana, who was seven months pregnant with their first child, was in grave danger. She was unresponsive, there was visible head trauma, and to George’s horror her torso was crushed beneath the dashboard.
George could smell the gasoline all over the place and there was no telling whether the car would blow. He wouldn’t leave them there-he couldn’t. There was so much carnage that there was no one else around to help him. He worked diligently and was able to free and stabilize the young man all on his own, and for that George O’Malley was a hero. George and Collin watched in horror together as rescue workers finally came along and used the Jaws of Life to cut Ana free.
He knew he was becoming too emotionally involved in this case, but he couldn’t help it. He stayed with them all the way back to the hospital, distracted Collin as the orthopedic surgeon on call set his broken bones. It should have been Callie, she was the best…but he was thankful that the Chief hadn’t seen fit to page her. He watched from the gallery as Derek, Bailey, and the Chief tried desperately to save Ana and her baby. They gave it their all, but it was to no avail-they were gone. It was George who insisted on breaking the news to her husband, George who watched him break, George who gave him a shoulder to cry on until his family got there.
It was that easy-in an instant the man’s world had been turned upside down. Just like that he’d lost the two most important people in the world to him…he’d lost his whole reason for living. George knew it could have easily been him…that woman could have easily been Callie. It could have been his wife and baby gone from the world. He shook the thoughts from his head and whipped out his cell phone. He pushed number one on his speed dial and waiting anxiously for her to pick up. He just needed to hear her voice-needed to know she was ok. He growled in frustration as her voicemail picked up.
“George?” Meredith called softly as she placed her hand on his shoulder. She knew he was thinking about Callie and putting himself in that man’s shoes. “You know she and the baby are fine. Addison would have called if anything was wrong.”
In his mind, he knew she was right…but his heart needed to see for itself. He took her hand and gave it a squeeze, then quickly gathered his things and ran from the locker room. He was so preoccupied that he bumped into the Chief and nearly knocked him down on his way to the parking lot.
“O’Malley, this is a hospital not a track!” the Chief exclaimed.
“I’m sorry Chief; I just need to get out of here. Callie’s not answering her phone and I just-I just need to feel her. I need to hold her, feel her breath on my neck, hear her heart beat in my ear, feel our baby kick against my palm-I just need to know she’s ok,” he rambled. The older man nodded. He understood what the younger man was going through. When he first began his career, he had experienced a similar feeling every time he encountered particularly difficult cases. He would rush home to Adele and just being in her presence and feeling her in his arms would soothe him and make him whole again.
“I understand. Go home to your wife, just do it safely please,” he replied.
“I will. Thanks Chief,” George replied before continuing on his way-walking this time.
******
George sighed in relief as he opened the door to their room and saw her sleeping peacefully and snoring lightly. He smiled as he remembered how horrified she had been when he first told her she snored. It took a 2 a.m. phone call to Addison, and reassurance that it would probably go away after the baby was born to calm her. He didn’t know what the big deal was anyway. It’s not like she sounded like a buzz saw…it was an adorably light snore, more akin to a purring kitten than anything.
He knew he should let her sleep, especially since her mother was in town…but just this once he had to risk it. He shook his head when he tripped over her pajama pants as he made his way over to the bed. She often shed her clothing piece by piece in her sleep because they made her uncomfortable for one reason or another. She was currently clad in Ewok panties and a powder blue tank that was bunched up under her breasts, fully exposing her belly. Perched on the edge of the bed, he reached out to softly let his fingertips trace the line of her spine before moving around to palm her belly.
He pressed a kiss to her hip, and then kneeled beside the bed so he could look at her. The sight was overwhelming. It was still hard for him to believe that a woman like her wanted him, loved him, and was pregnant with his child. He couldn’t resists reaching out to trace the lines of her beautiful face. His fingertip ran lightly along her jaw line, her nose…and as he traced midnight lines of her eyebrows her eyes fluttered slowly open.
“George?” she croaked as she stared out with chocolate brown orbs that were not quite ready to see.
“I’m sorry sweetheart; I didn’t mean to wake you. I just…I just needed to see you and make sure you were ok. I called and you didn’t answer and I got scared,” he rambled.
“What? I’m fine. I was completely worn out so I took the phone off the hook and turned off my cell,” and she sat up slowly, tugging her shirt down and motioning for him to have a seat beside her. “Why would I not be ok? I was with Addie and my mom all day.”
“Ignore me,” he said as he brushed her bangs away from her forehead. “I’m freaking out for no reason. It’s just-the highway accident. I found this married couple about our age, newlyweds…they were trapped in their car. They were trapped in the car and she was pregnant. I was able to pull him out, but his wife…the rescue team cut her out of the car. We tried so hard Cal, we tried so hard-but we couldn’t save her or the baby. All I kept thinking was that it could have been us…I could have lost you.”
By the time he finished he was crying. She pulled him close and he buried his face in the crook of her neck and sobbed. She felt bad for not being there to help. As soon as she heard about the accident she called the chief to let him know she was coming in, but he made her promise to stay home.
“Baby, look at me,” she said as she coaxed him to sit up. She cupped his face in her hands and wiped his tears away with her thumbs. “I’m here, George. I’m with you, and I’m all in…I always have been. I’m not going anywhere.”
The look in her eyes told him she meant every word. That was one of the many things he loved about her…you could read her mind just by looking into those gorgeous brown eyes. He hugged her tightly and buried his face in her neck once again. Callie whimpered softly as his sobs subsided and he began to suck lightly on her jugular while trailing his fingertips up her side to play along her rib cage.
“Callie, I need to feel you,” he said as he pulled away and moved his hand under her shirt to resume his exploration of her rib cage skin to skin. His eyes searched for approval in hers. As much as he longed to be inside her in that moment, he would end it in a second if she didn’t really feel up to it. She smiled before answering him with a bruising kiss. They broke apart and George quickly rid himself of his clothes before helping Callie out of hers. He eased her back against a mound of pillows before attacking her lips again. She moaned into his mouth as his thumb grazed over her extremely sensitive nipple. George paused curiously as he felt a sensation of wetness on his finger.
“Babe, you’re leaking colostrum,” he said, touching her nipple once again. He chuckled as a look of horror crossed her face.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry!” she said, clearly embarrassed. “I understand if you’re completely turned off now. That-I’m sorry.”
“Callie, shush. It’s ok. Why would I be turned off?” he replied. She watched in shock as he trailed kisses down her neck and between her breasts before taking one nipple and then the other into his mouth and suckling gently until they were licked clean. “Mmm, it tastes really sweet. I could never be turned off by this; it’s nourishment for our baby. That’s the most beautiful thing in the world-you’re the most beautiful woman in the world.”
She smiled, reassured, and kissed him again…tasting the sweetness of her own milk as their tongues dueled. He wished he could freeze this moment in time as his hands traveled across the expanse of her supple flesh, memorizing every curve as they went along their merry way. It would never get more perfect than this.
“Cal, are you sure you want to do this?” he asked again, audibly this time. She didn’t say anything, but took his hand and guided his hand between her legs, forcing two of his fingers to slip easily inside her ready and willing body.
“Does that give you your answer?” she said breathily as he took over and began to stroke her slowly. He didn’t answer, but removed his fingers and smiled as she licked her lips while she watched him lick every last drop of her from his digits. He knew she was getting impatient when he felt long delicate fingers wrap around his raging erection and begin to stroke him.
His mother taught him never to keep a lady waiting, so he eased her leg over his and adjusted the pillows behind her back until she was in the perfect position for him to ease into her from the side. As her belly grew, they discovered that it was the most comfortable position for her. Callie loved it because she could be lazy and still have sex, and George loved it because she was comfortable and he could still reach the most sensitive parts of her body.
A long moan escaped both their lips as he eased into her at an excruciatingly slow pace. He caressed her belly and felt their daughter somersault inside her. He eased his hand up her body, over her breast, across her collar bone, until it finally came to rest on her cheek. They stared at each other through hooded eyes and it was as if the air had become too syrupy and thick to move any faster…and they had all the time in the world. She tangled her fingers in his air and pulled him close so she could shower petal soft kisses over every inch of his skin she could reach.
He met her lips, with less fervor this time, and let his tongue trace her mouth before moving downward to explore her chin and neck. He felt like the luckiest man alive for knowing every spot she liked to have kissed, every touch that caused fire to course through her veins. After what seemed like hours, he could feel her body start to tremble and he knew she was getting close. He was glad for it, because if she kept making those intoxicating noises he wasn’t going to be able to hold on much longer.
He continued a languorous rhythm as he latched onto one of her nipples and reached down to gently stroke her clit. The nails of one hand dug into his forearm, while the other fisted in his hair. That was exactly the response he was looking for, so he stayed focused on the task at hand, and then met her eyes just in time to watch her come. The blissful look on her face was enough to make him follow a few seconds later. He made sure she had ridden out every wave of her orgasm before pulling out of her.
She was completely sated and so relaxed that she fell asleep almost immediately. He pulled the covers over them and cuddled up to her. He rested his hand on her belly and his fingers danced over her adorable protruding navel. His head settled on her chest and he had a smile on his face as the thump of her heartbeat lulled him to sleep.
Little did they know, their world was about to be rocked inappropriately….
TBC…