Callie opened the door to the on-call room with a groan and a yawn. She was sore and stiff from a long eight hour surgery. A man had been in a car crash and the bone repairs were nasty. She was exhausted, and she still had a long night ahead of her. Noticing Mark sleeping in one of the lower beds, Callie smiled and plopped down next to him. “
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so happy you took the time to do this fic! Happy Holidays :]
<3 CIT (Carly)
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Happy holidays to you, too!
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how'd i miss this!?
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Thanks :)
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