Title: These Are the Moments You'll Never Forget (1/?)
Author: vietangel
Paring: Mark/Callie
Rating: T
Summary: Mark's life with Callie is anything but boring. These are the moments he'll never forget…

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Author's Note: It's been an embarrassingly long time since I've written anything, so this is my attempt at whipping my muse back into shape. This scene was actually written in 2007-2008 (well before the penis breaking incident involving Lexipedia).


"Mark, maybe this isn't such a good idea," Callie panted, "Oh my—mmm—do that again. I mean, this island isn't really that big, and granite is slippery and it's a long way down."

"Cal, don't be so paranoid. Life is good—oh God baby, if you keep clenching like that this isn't going to last long," he started. "We're christening the last room in our brand new house, to celebrate our brand new life together. What could go wrong?"

Mark focused on the task at hand and rolled her nipple between his teeth while slamming into with a hard thrust. He should have known better than to tempt fate. Callie involuntarily bucked her hips in response and threw them off balance. Before they could register what was happening they were both on the floor and screaming in agony. Despite the pain, Mark was thankful that Callie had landed on top of him instead of the other way around. He had taken the brunt of the fall.

"Callie! I think you broke my dick!" he screamed after she rolled off of him. He had immediately grabbed his crotch and was currently curled into the fetal position with tears in his eyes.

"Your dick broke my vagina!" Callie countered as she mimicked his position. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and Mark immediately forgot his own pain as he was consumed with concern for her.

"I'm so sorry baby. Show me where it hurts. You're not bleeding are you?" he asked as he tugged her toward him. She shook her head no and curled up into a ball against his chest.

"I can't move, we need to call somebody," she said. Mark wanted to protest, but he knew she was right. They needed to get checked out…so there was only one thing to do. Mark reached for his cell phone, which had toppled to the floor with them. There was only one person to call.

"Hello, Addie? It's Mark. Umm, are you busy?" he asked. "Callie and I kind of need your help. Could you come over and drive us to the hospital? I can't tell you. No—no—ok, fine! We were having sex on the island in the kitchen and we fell off and now we're both in a lot of pain and I'm pretty sure my dick is broken."

Mark scowled and moved the phone away from his ear. Callie could hear the ear splitting laughter of her best friend through the tiny speaker of the phone. When she finally caught her breath she assured them that she would be there within 10 minutes.

An hour and a half later, Mark and Callie were limping up to their bedroom with Addison helping them along and laughing all the way. Mark had a minor penile fracture that thankfully didn't require surgery, and Callie escaped with a bruised cervix and a groin pull. They looked like pitiful children as they pouted while she helped them get settled in bed. She made sure they had plenty of ice packs and pain relievers…they would definitely be sore for a few days.

"So," Callie started, once Addison had left the room, "What have you learned from all this?"

"Umm, not to have sex on marble unless it's a floor?" Mark replied, not exactly sure where Callie was headed with her line of questioning.

"What else?" she questioned. Mark wasn't sure what answer she was looking for, but he wanted to give it to her before she slapped him. She crossed her arms over her chest and glared…then suddenly it dawned on him.

"Oh! I also learned that my gorgeous, sexy, genius of a wife is always right," he stated proudly. "Did I mention gorgeous?"

"Smart boy," she replied with a smirk before carefully rolling over on her side with her back to him. She gasped as she placed a wrapped ice pack between her legs and then tried to make herself as comfortable as a woman with a pulled groin could get.

"Lucky ice pack," Mark muttered.

"Luckier than you're going to get for a long while," Callie replied.

"I love you too," he responded with a chuckle, and he meant every word with all his heart.

Fin.