( Happy Valentine's Day )

Callie had inherited a poodle.

Not just any poodle, but Callie had inherited a pink poodle.

She didn’t even like dogs.

Her great aunt had just died, and for reasons unbeknownst to her, her aunt had left Callie her poodle. She and her great aunt hadn’t even been close - they only saw each other every few years and had nothing in ( Read more... )

The line outside Best Buy at 4:00 AM on Black Friday was ridiculously long. People were lined up on the wet sidewalk, bundled up in winter coats because it was absolutely freezing and far too early.

Mark, however, was excited. He was cold, sure, but he was incredibly excited. He had been waiting to buy a new plasma flat screen TV, and he ( Read more... )

Callie had been living with Mark for a grand total of one week, and she was still confused about where he kept everything in his apartment. No matter how many times she had been there, it still perplexed her.

“Mark!” Callie yelled out from the kitchen while riffling through cabinets.

With a large yawn, Mark exited his bedroom, clad in ( Read more... )

 
( “Please stop sexualizing the father of my child.” )

 
( Sometimes, even when you’re as cautious as possible, life takes an unexpected turn. )

“Arizona doesn’t want kids.”

Mark blinked slowly, looking up from his work at his kitchen stable. “Huh?”

Callie entered through his door, slamming it behind her, eyes wide and frazzled. “Arizona doesn’t want kids.”

Mark furrowed his brows. “But she loves kids. It comes with the profession. She’s a pediatric surgeon. How does she not ( Read more... )

Stashing another piece of the crib they wouldn’t be needing against the wall, Callie turned to Mark. Her eyes were all apologies but there was nothing she could do or say that would make things better. That would change things.

Mark didn’t need to ask. The look in Callie’s eyes…it was all that he needed to see to know that Sloan had left. He ( Read more... )

Callie awoke in the morning sore and stiff, but very warm. She usually slept in very little clothing, if any at all, and she had a tendency to kick all of the covers off of herself over the course of the night. Because of this, Callie was usually freezing in the mornings. On this morning, despite her usual lack of clothing, she was nice and warm. ( Read more... )

Callie walked down the halls of Seattle Grace. It had been two days since the night of shopping and holiday sex. Two days since Callie had realized she may be falling for Mark, and two days since she had promptly denied that same fact. After checking on her patient in the ICU, she made off to get some coffee - she had been up late with Mark the ( Read more... )