Rebirth- Chapter 27
Title- Rebirth
Rating- R
Author- Kimberly
Summary- George and Callie finally get some idea of everything they have yet to do before they become parents and they figure out some names. Callie destresses with her mother in law, with a slight surprise from Diego. And George and Izzie have it out once again.
AN- Well some stress of senior year is over. There's about seven weeks left in the semster, which means I have two free periods, to stay home, wooohooo. I got accepted to college and it's where I'm going, another wooohooo, and my school's production of A Midsummer Night's Dream finishes on Sunday, another woooohooooo. So it means I should have a little more time now unless my life becomes consumed by scholarships, but for your viewing pleassure, I present, chapter 27 and you shall know all you are like to know.
Chapter 27
Camping was great fun and great torture on a pregnant woman’s back. Callie had thought she was still big and bad enough to handle that. She had played with the big boys, even brave enough to put on her swim suit and go for a dip in the lake, which drove George crazy, since he felt as if she was barely clothed in front of his brothers.
She was grateful to finally be sitting and to have all of her charts done. She rolled over to the computer screen, rubbing her belly and typed in Babies R Us, she needed to figure out what she really needed before Baby O arrived.
She felt hands on her shoulders a few minutes later. She turned her head and saw it was George. She turned around in her chair to face him. “Good Evening Dr. O’Malley,” she smiled.
He leaned down and gently pressed his lips upon hers. He hadn’t seen her all day. He placed a hand on her belly and gently rubbed the spot where Baby O had been kicking that morning when he had left. He had this habit of kissing her and her belly good bye in the mornings when he left. “How are you feeling?”
“Tired and sore, it was a long weekend and a long day, but we’re doing alright. I’m gonna head home in a little while, I’m just waiting on some test results before I head out,” she explained to him placing her hand on top of his. “He’s been pretty calm today.”
“He’s going to be. He’s running out of room Mommy,” George smiled and glanced at the computer screen. “What are you looking for babe?”
“Just some things that we need to get for Baby O. The only thing we have for him is clothes and receiving blankets, he’s going to need a little more then that when he comes.”
George nodded his head and glanced at the bassinet she had pulled up on screen. It was white and blue, which would be perfect. “You wanna order that one?” he questioned.
Callie turned her head toward the screen, “I was thinking on it. It’s nice and safe. He won’t sleep in that long, just while he’s in our room.”
George nodded and held his hand out to her, “Come on sweetie,” he said motioning his head in one direction.
“Where are we going?” she questioned as she clicked to the next bassinet, not liking that one as much as the first. “We need to make lists, we need to shop, we need clothes, we need a name, we need to be prepared George.”
“You need to eat, you need to lay down and you need to rest. You are pregnant,” he reminded helping her too her feet. She probably didn’t need as much help as he was giving her, but he liked feeling as if he was apart of this experience.
She sighed and nodded her head, she would go eat with them, but she was going home after that. She wanted to take a long shower and hopefully get some sleep. “I’m going home once we eat. I need to be in our bed. I know you’re on call, but I’m going home once we eat.”
He nodded and pressed a kiss to her cheek. She was coming in late and trying to leave early, along with hardly having any call nights. Richard made her assign an intern to any over night case she needed. George was happy that Richard had been the voice of reason and not himself. Callie was not someone he wanted to mess with ever, especially now since she was pregnant and so close to her due date. He led her down to the cafeteria and found a table for them to sit. “What would you like sweetie?” he questioned as he pulled her chair out and helped her sit down.
“Cheese burger, side salad, orange Jell-o and water,” she told him rubbing her stomach. She propped her feet up on the chair opposite her and pulled at her scrub pants. “Hey, my ankles aren’t swollen!”
George laughed at her order and made a mental note of it, not wanting to mess it up. She would be very upset if he did and that was what she was craving. “That’s good. It meant you did what you were supposed to today,” he smiled as he leaned over and placed a kiss on her cheek before going toward the line to get their dinner.
He got himself exactly what Callie had said she wanted, since it was easier for them to have the same thing and she was hungry and tired. He hated to keep her waiting when she had been saving lives all day. He just wanted her to have most possible painless last two months of this pregnancy. For the most part, everything had gone perfectly, besides their little scare on the plane. He just needed these last few weeks to be as perfect. He paid for their dinner and brought it over to the table and set hers down in front of her before sitting down next to her.
He took his pad and pen from his pocket, “Should we revisit the names?” he questioned smiling at her. They really needed to pick a name for Baby O.
“We can,” Callie shrugged.
“He is going to need a name when he’s born Callie. We can’t just call him Baby O the first ten days or years of his life,” \George pointed out to her. He ripped a sheet of paper from the pad and handed it to her. “Write down your top five names and I’ll write down mine,” he told her.
“Sounds good, but we’ll never choose the same names,” she pointed out getting a pen and writing down a number one and then Owen. “First names, right? His middle name will be Harold.”
“Why are you so keen on naming him after my father?” George questioned tapping his pen on the table, eyeing her. He just didn’t understand that.
“I don’t care what you say, call me crazy, but your dad made sure I got pregnant, he made sure this happened. You would have dumped me in an instant. We never officially got back together, I got knocked up. And maybe you do feel obligated to stay, but he had a hand in this. He did, somewhere in my heart of hearts, I know it. He saw in us what I say in us from the moment I set your shoulder. He got it George, maybe before you did. He got it and he made sure they you would eventually get it. And you did and now we’re having a son and we’re married and we’re going to be a family. Naming him after your father is a tribute to our story and to the man who brought us even closer together.”
George reached across the table and held her free hand in his, gripping it tightly. “Callie, sweetie, calm down, I love you. I do not, in any way, feel obligated to be with you. Naturally, the pregnancy moved a lot of things up in our lives and rearranged some stuff, but we’ve dealt with it. None of that changes the fact that I love you. Callie, I did know that there was something special about you. You just came into my life at a time where I was completely unsure. I had no idea what was up and what was down. You showed me what it was to feel alive. You know I’m not good with words, so it was hard for me to tell you a lot of things that I should have told you then and what I’m trying to tell you now. I love you, with all of my heart. And even if this didn’t happen, we would have gotten here in a few years,” he explained to her bringing her hand to his lips and pressing a kiss to it.
Callie felt warm tears pooling in her eyes as she listened to his words. For once, he was allowing himself to speak from his heart, instead of debating everything out before it came out of his mouth. She loved when she was able to see this part of her husband. She placed her free hand on her belly and smiled at him. “I love you too George. But, do you understand why I want his middle name to be Harold?”
“Yeah I do,” he said jotting down the first name. Callie smiled as she began to write her names down. They finished at about the same time and George nodded at her for her to begin with her list.
“These are in order,” she stated. “Owen, Judson, Apollo, Aidan, and Cole.”
“Mine are, Anthony, Joseph, Jonathon, David and Lewis.”
“We clearly do not agree,” Callie said tapping her pen on the table. She ran a hand through her hair. This wasn’t going to be easy no matter what way they did it.
“I can live with Owen or Cole. You really like Owen, don’t you?” he questioned writing Owen out on the paper and writing Harold O’Malley after it.
“For some reason Owen just seems right. Owen Harold O’Malley flows well. It speaks to me or something,” she shrugged.
“How about this? We have two names, Owen and Cole, and whichever he seems more like when he’s born, is what we’ll call him,” George suggested. He had a feeling though that Owen was going to be his son’s name and he figured the name would grow on him with time. It seemed to be the name that Callie really wanted.
Callie leaned across the table as best she could basically getting up from her seat and pressed her lips into his cheek. “That sounds like a great idea Dr. O’Malley.”
“I tend to be full of them,” he smirked at her.
~*~*~
Callie set her keys down on the table along with her bag. She was exhausted. It had been a very long day. She shrugged her jacket off and wondered into the kitchen to see Louise writing out checks. “We picked a name two days ago, Owen Harold O’Malley. We have two names, but that is the one I like best, so it’ll end up being what we use,” Callie stated sitting down and rubbing her belly. “How are you?”
“I’m good honey. Just paying bills. You’ve been working late,” Louise nodded setting her pen down and glancing up at Callie.
“I’ve been working later and not going in til around noon, if I can help it. From about midnight to three, I have the worst heartburn, but then I can sleep from about three until ten and I feel good, so the Chief is working with me, which is good.”
Louise nodded her head, “Vinegar works for the heartburn. When’s you next appointment with Addison?” she questioned.
“Next week, then I’ll start seeing her every week until he comes out. Louise, I have nothing ready. I have some clothes and a few receiving blankets. I don’t have a crib, a bassinet, a changing table, never mind a car seat. I need those things and I have to get them done, I just don’t know how.”
She smiled and reached for her daughter in laws hand, patting it gently. “All of that, somehow, comes to together in the last few weeks Callie, you have nothing to worry about. It will happen. I’m here to help you, as is George.”
Callie managed to smile at Louise and rubbed her belly with her free hand She saw no way for everything to come together, but maybe they knew something she didn’t. Louise was a seasoned mother after all. Callie would trust her on this, just as she did everything else. “I’m trusting you Louise, so Owen better have a car seat to come home in,” she laughed.
“He will Callie, trust me.”
“Don’t I always?” she teased.
“You do.”
Callie stood and went over to Louise, wrapping her arms around her and hugging her. “Thank you, for everything. You do so much for everyone,” she whispered. “I’m going to head up to bed, but thank you.”
“Not a problem sweetie. Sleep well,” Louise told her.
Callie slowly headed up the stairs and into their bedroom. She laid down on the bed and pulled her cell phone from her pocket, seeing she had a voicemail. She called into her mailbox and pressed her code in. “Hey Callie, it’s Diego. I need your help with a project of sorts for school, give me a call tomorrow. Love you and I hope you’re feeling well.”
~*~*~
George sighed as he wondered into an on call room. He flipped on the light and sighed seeing Izzie asleep on the bed. “Sorry,” he mumbled, seeing her stir.
“No, it’s alright,’ she said sitting up and rubbing her eyes, “I haven’t seen you in awhile, this will give us a chance to chat and catch up on each other’s lives,” she smiled patting the bed beside her.
George nodded his head and kicked his shoes off. He grabbed the pad from his pocket along with a pen. He really needed to get the list made for his mom before Callie became suspicious. “Life has been busy. We’ve gotta get ready for Baby O. We’re having trouble selecting the right name for him, so we picked two and we’ll see which he looks more like when he’s actually here. I’m helping my mom plan her baby shower,” he stated as he wrote ‘guest list’ on the top of the page.
“That’s cute. What are the names?” Izzie questioned. She wondered if she would be invited to the baby shower. She loved baby showers, they were always so much fun. “I didn’t have a shower when I was pregnant with Hannah, because I knew I wasn’t going to keep her,” Izzie explained softly.
George nodded his head, “Well when you’re giving a baby up for adoption, I’m pretty sure you don’t have a shower. We’re not telling anyone the names. We know them and everyone will know his name once he’s born. That’s how Callie wants it and that is how it’ll be,” he shrugged. “How are things going with my brother?”
“He gave me a promise ring the other night,” she shrugged pulling it off her finger and showing it to him.
“And what exactly did he promise you?”
“That he loves me.”
“Izzie, you are screwed up.”
“He’s not ready to get married and I am, now. I want a family and a house and a husband.”
“How about you go in the proper order? Husband, house, family.”
“You didn’t.”
“I didn’t plan it either Izzie. Callie got pregnant, it’s not as if we were trying.”
“So you only married her because you knocked her up? I told you not to do that George!”
“Izzie, how many times do I have to tell you, I did not marry Callie because she was having my child. I married her because I love her, with all of my heart. Her having my child, only makes me love her more. She loves that baby with all of her heart and she’s never held him in her arms. She’s this amazing woman, who is an awesome wife and is going to be the greatest mother to our son. She is also an outstanding friend and she wanted to be friends with you, but you never gave her the time of day to let that happen. Izzie, I moved back into my mother’s house with her, because you made her so uncomfortable.”
“George…..I…..”
“She’s tried Izzie, so many times. So many times with you, for me and you’ll just never give a little. Please, please, stay away from her. She’s in those two weeks of limbo right now. I know the baby is healthy and that she is healthy, but if you do anything to harm my wife or child….”
“George! I would never do such a thing!” she exclaimed.
“I never thought you would mock my wife either,” he said firmly heading for the door and slamming it behind him as he left the on call room, in hopes of finding somewhere a little more quiet to work on his guest list.
Rating- R
Author- Kimberly
Summary- George and Callie finally get some idea of everything they have yet to do before they become parents and they figure out some names. Callie destresses with her mother in law, with a slight surprise from Diego. And George and Izzie have it out once again.
AN- Well some stress of senior year is over. There's about seven weeks left in the semster, which means I have two free periods, to stay home, wooohooo. I got accepted to college and it's where I'm going, another wooohooo, and my school's production of A Midsummer Night's Dream finishes on Sunday, another woooohooooo. So it means I should have a little more time now unless my life becomes consumed by scholarships, but for your viewing pleassure, I present, chapter 27 and you shall know all you are like to know.
Chapter 27
Camping was great fun and great torture on a pregnant woman’s back. Callie had thought she was still big and bad enough to handle that. She had played with the big boys, even brave enough to put on her swim suit and go for a dip in the lake, which drove George crazy, since he felt as if she was barely clothed in front of his brothers.
She was grateful to finally be sitting and to have all of her charts done. She rolled over to the computer screen, rubbing her belly and typed in Babies R Us, she needed to figure out what she really needed before Baby O arrived.
She felt hands on her shoulders a few minutes later. She turned her head and saw it was George. She turned around in her chair to face him. “Good Evening Dr. O’Malley,” she smiled.
He leaned down and gently pressed his lips upon hers. He hadn’t seen her all day. He placed a hand on her belly and gently rubbed the spot where Baby O had been kicking that morning when he had left. He had this habit of kissing her and her belly good bye in the mornings when he left. “How are you feeling?”
“Tired and sore, it was a long weekend and a long day, but we’re doing alright. I’m gonna head home in a little while, I’m just waiting on some test results before I head out,” she explained to him placing her hand on top of his. “He’s been pretty calm today.”
“He’s going to be. He’s running out of room Mommy,” George smiled and glanced at the computer screen. “What are you looking for babe?”
“Just some things that we need to get for Baby O. The only thing we have for him is clothes and receiving blankets, he’s going to need a little more then that when he comes.”
George nodded his head and glanced at the bassinet she had pulled up on screen. It was white and blue, which would be perfect. “You wanna order that one?” he questioned.
Callie turned her head toward the screen, “I was thinking on it. It’s nice and safe. He won’t sleep in that long, just while he’s in our room.”
George nodded and held his hand out to her, “Come on sweetie,” he said motioning his head in one direction.
“Where are we going?” she questioned as she clicked to the next bassinet, not liking that one as much as the first. “We need to make lists, we need to shop, we need clothes, we need a name, we need to be prepared George.”
“You need to eat, you need to lay down and you need to rest. You are pregnant,” he reminded helping her too her feet. She probably didn’t need as much help as he was giving her, but he liked feeling as if he was apart of this experience.
She sighed and nodded her head, she would go eat with them, but she was going home after that. She wanted to take a long shower and hopefully get some sleep. “I’m going home once we eat. I need to be in our bed. I know you’re on call, but I’m going home once we eat.”
He nodded and pressed a kiss to her cheek. She was coming in late and trying to leave early, along with hardly having any call nights. Richard made her assign an intern to any over night case she needed. George was happy that Richard had been the voice of reason and not himself. Callie was not someone he wanted to mess with ever, especially now since she was pregnant and so close to her due date. He led her down to the cafeteria and found a table for them to sit. “What would you like sweetie?” he questioned as he pulled her chair out and helped her sit down.
“Cheese burger, side salad, orange Jell-o and water,” she told him rubbing her stomach. She propped her feet up on the chair opposite her and pulled at her scrub pants. “Hey, my ankles aren’t swollen!”
George laughed at her order and made a mental note of it, not wanting to mess it up. She would be very upset if he did and that was what she was craving. “That’s good. It meant you did what you were supposed to today,” he smiled as he leaned over and placed a kiss on her cheek before going toward the line to get their dinner.
He got himself exactly what Callie had said she wanted, since it was easier for them to have the same thing and she was hungry and tired. He hated to keep her waiting when she had been saving lives all day. He just wanted her to have most possible painless last two months of this pregnancy. For the most part, everything had gone perfectly, besides their little scare on the plane. He just needed these last few weeks to be as perfect. He paid for their dinner and brought it over to the table and set hers down in front of her before sitting down next to her.
He took his pad and pen from his pocket, “Should we revisit the names?” he questioned smiling at her. They really needed to pick a name for Baby O.
“We can,” Callie shrugged.
“He is going to need a name when he’s born Callie. We can’t just call him Baby O the first ten days or years of his life,” \George pointed out to her. He ripped a sheet of paper from the pad and handed it to her. “Write down your top five names and I’ll write down mine,” he told her.
“Sounds good, but we’ll never choose the same names,” she pointed out getting a pen and writing down a number one and then Owen. “First names, right? His middle name will be Harold.”
“Why are you so keen on naming him after my father?” George questioned tapping his pen on the table, eyeing her. He just didn’t understand that.
“I don’t care what you say, call me crazy, but your dad made sure I got pregnant, he made sure this happened. You would have dumped me in an instant. We never officially got back together, I got knocked up. And maybe you do feel obligated to stay, but he had a hand in this. He did, somewhere in my heart of hearts, I know it. He saw in us what I say in us from the moment I set your shoulder. He got it George, maybe before you did. He got it and he made sure they you would eventually get it. And you did and now we’re having a son and we’re married and we’re going to be a family. Naming him after your father is a tribute to our story and to the man who brought us even closer together.”
George reached across the table and held her free hand in his, gripping it tightly. “Callie, sweetie, calm down, I love you. I do not, in any way, feel obligated to be with you. Naturally, the pregnancy moved a lot of things up in our lives and rearranged some stuff, but we’ve dealt with it. None of that changes the fact that I love you. Callie, I did know that there was something special about you. You just came into my life at a time where I was completely unsure. I had no idea what was up and what was down. You showed me what it was to feel alive. You know I’m not good with words, so it was hard for me to tell you a lot of things that I should have told you then and what I’m trying to tell you now. I love you, with all of my heart. And even if this didn’t happen, we would have gotten here in a few years,” he explained to her bringing her hand to his lips and pressing a kiss to it.
Callie felt warm tears pooling in her eyes as she listened to his words. For once, he was allowing himself to speak from his heart, instead of debating everything out before it came out of his mouth. She loved when she was able to see this part of her husband. She placed her free hand on her belly and smiled at him. “I love you too George. But, do you understand why I want his middle name to be Harold?”
“Yeah I do,” he said jotting down the first name. Callie smiled as she began to write her names down. They finished at about the same time and George nodded at her for her to begin with her list.
“These are in order,” she stated. “Owen, Judson, Apollo, Aidan, and Cole.”
“Mine are, Anthony, Joseph, Jonathon, David and Lewis.”
“We clearly do not agree,” Callie said tapping her pen on the table. She ran a hand through her hair. This wasn’t going to be easy no matter what way they did it.
“I can live with Owen or Cole. You really like Owen, don’t you?” he questioned writing Owen out on the paper and writing Harold O’Malley after it.
“For some reason Owen just seems right. Owen Harold O’Malley flows well. It speaks to me or something,” she shrugged.
“How about this? We have two names, Owen and Cole, and whichever he seems more like when he’s born, is what we’ll call him,” George suggested. He had a feeling though that Owen was going to be his son’s name and he figured the name would grow on him with time. It seemed to be the name that Callie really wanted.
Callie leaned across the table as best she could basically getting up from her seat and pressed her lips into his cheek. “That sounds like a great idea Dr. O’Malley.”
“I tend to be full of them,” he smirked at her.
~*~*~
Callie set her keys down on the table along with her bag. She was exhausted. It had been a very long day. She shrugged her jacket off and wondered into the kitchen to see Louise writing out checks. “We picked a name two days ago, Owen Harold O’Malley. We have two names, but that is the one I like best, so it’ll end up being what we use,” Callie stated sitting down and rubbing her belly. “How are you?”
“I’m good honey. Just paying bills. You’ve been working late,” Louise nodded setting her pen down and glancing up at Callie.
“I’ve been working later and not going in til around noon, if I can help it. From about midnight to three, I have the worst heartburn, but then I can sleep from about three until ten and I feel good, so the Chief is working with me, which is good.”
Louise nodded her head, “Vinegar works for the heartburn. When’s you next appointment with Addison?” she questioned.
“Next week, then I’ll start seeing her every week until he comes out. Louise, I have nothing ready. I have some clothes and a few receiving blankets. I don’t have a crib, a bassinet, a changing table, never mind a car seat. I need those things and I have to get them done, I just don’t know how.”
She smiled and reached for her daughter in laws hand, patting it gently. “All of that, somehow, comes to together in the last few weeks Callie, you have nothing to worry about. It will happen. I’m here to help you, as is George.”
Callie managed to smile at Louise and rubbed her belly with her free hand She saw no way for everything to come together, but maybe they knew something she didn’t. Louise was a seasoned mother after all. Callie would trust her on this, just as she did everything else. “I’m trusting you Louise, so Owen better have a car seat to come home in,” she laughed.
“He will Callie, trust me.”
“Don’t I always?” she teased.
“You do.”
Callie stood and went over to Louise, wrapping her arms around her and hugging her. “Thank you, for everything. You do so much for everyone,” she whispered. “I’m going to head up to bed, but thank you.”
“Not a problem sweetie. Sleep well,” Louise told her.
Callie slowly headed up the stairs and into their bedroom. She laid down on the bed and pulled her cell phone from her pocket, seeing she had a voicemail. She called into her mailbox and pressed her code in. “Hey Callie, it’s Diego. I need your help with a project of sorts for school, give me a call tomorrow. Love you and I hope you’re feeling well.”
~*~*~
George sighed as he wondered into an on call room. He flipped on the light and sighed seeing Izzie asleep on the bed. “Sorry,” he mumbled, seeing her stir.
“No, it’s alright,’ she said sitting up and rubbing her eyes, “I haven’t seen you in awhile, this will give us a chance to chat and catch up on each other’s lives,” she smiled patting the bed beside her.
George nodded his head and kicked his shoes off. He grabbed the pad from his pocket along with a pen. He really needed to get the list made for his mom before Callie became suspicious. “Life has been busy. We’ve gotta get ready for Baby O. We’re having trouble selecting the right name for him, so we picked two and we’ll see which he looks more like when he’s actually here. I’m helping my mom plan her baby shower,” he stated as he wrote ‘guest list’ on the top of the page.
“That’s cute. What are the names?” Izzie questioned. She wondered if she would be invited to the baby shower. She loved baby showers, they were always so much fun. “I didn’t have a shower when I was pregnant with Hannah, because I knew I wasn’t going to keep her,” Izzie explained softly.
George nodded his head, “Well when you’re giving a baby up for adoption, I’m pretty sure you don’t have a shower. We’re not telling anyone the names. We know them and everyone will know his name once he’s born. That’s how Callie wants it and that is how it’ll be,” he shrugged. “How are things going with my brother?”
“He gave me a promise ring the other night,” she shrugged pulling it off her finger and showing it to him.
“And what exactly did he promise you?”
“That he loves me.”
“Izzie, you are screwed up.”
“He’s not ready to get married and I am, now. I want a family and a house and a husband.”
“How about you go in the proper order? Husband, house, family.”
“You didn’t.”
“I didn’t plan it either Izzie. Callie got pregnant, it’s not as if we were trying.”
“So you only married her because you knocked her up? I told you not to do that George!”
“Izzie, how many times do I have to tell you, I did not marry Callie because she was having my child. I married her because I love her, with all of my heart. Her having my child, only makes me love her more. She loves that baby with all of her heart and she’s never held him in her arms. She’s this amazing woman, who is an awesome wife and is going to be the greatest mother to our son. She is also an outstanding friend and she wanted to be friends with you, but you never gave her the time of day to let that happen. Izzie, I moved back into my mother’s house with her, because you made her so uncomfortable.”
“George…..I…..”
“She’s tried Izzie, so many times. So many times with you, for me and you’ll just never give a little. Please, please, stay away from her. She’s in those two weeks of limbo right now. I know the baby is healthy and that she is healthy, but if you do anything to harm my wife or child….”
“George! I would never do such a thing!” she exclaimed.
“I never thought you would mock my wife either,” he said firmly heading for the door and slamming it behind him as he left the on call room, in hopes of finding somewhere a little more quiet to work on his guest list.