Don't say victim

Summary:

Callie Torres was back she had a great group of friends, was performing exceptional surgeries and was finally happy. But what happens when history repeats itself, exposing her for the world to see and forcing her to face her past all over again.

Chapter One:

She had been happy, excited even. She had finished her charts extra quickly in order to get home with plenty of time to get ready. She wanted to wow him. She wanted him to look at her and confirm that he wanted more. She had left early wanting to check the place out and duck into the small cafe next to the restaurant she was due at in about twenty minutes. She left her house in a content bubble as she slowly walked down the street. She thought about the past few weeks and a big smile found its way onto her face. She knew she must look like an idiot walking along the street before darting out to cross the road in tall heels and a black coat with a large grin on her face, but it wouldn't budge and she didn't really care. She had managed to rebuild her life after the national disaster that had been her divorce, or really her entire marriage.

"Why are you so happy?" She turned at the voice, raising an eyebrow as she took in the man before her.


Callie sat on the dirty, bathroom floor, her head spinning. She choked on the sobs that threatened to overwhelm her body before she pushed herself up again as a bout of nausea made her stomach lurch; leaning over the toilet she emptied her stomach for the third time that night. Her violently trembling hands, red with blood, grasped the toilet seat so tightly that her bruised knuckles turned white. What was left of the red dress she had only bought the day before lay in shreds next to her. Tears slipped down her scratched face as she leant her head against the cool tiles on the wall. She had no idea how long she'd been sitting there. She had only meant to run to the bathroom across the road quickly before heading to the restaurant back across the street. She couldn't move every time she did she was punished with an unforgiving pain, erupting in her head, or in her body before she would sink to the ground once more. It was when she opened her eyes and involuntarily spied blood that she had vomited she knew she had to call someone; there was no way she was getting out of here by herself. But who to call,

She obviously couldn't call someone immediate like Mark or Christina, god knows what they would think if they walked into see her looking as she knew she did. Mark would...she didn't want to see that look in his eyes. The pain, the disappointment, she didn't want to be the woman who would cheat; she swore she would never be that woman. She wouldn't do that to him. She could call Derek or Owen but .. as she stared at her phone she knew she couldn't, they were too close to Mark they would ring him in seconds. Alex? Alex was strong, Alex was still friends with the guys but it was a growing friendship meaning that at the moment he wasn't bound to call them straight away, he'd more likely call Christina but if she asked him not to and didn't give any details away until he arrived she could probably get away with just having Alex see her in this humiliating state. Calling anyone else...there was no one else Meredith, no. She didn't even want to think about the other two members of the Grey household. Bailey, no definitely not. She was out of options, flipping open her phone with much more trouble than usual she dialled Alex's number knowing he was her last hope.

"Hello" Callie breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time almost cursed him when he picked up,

"Hello?" He repeated,

"Alex" her voice was small, it was the first time she'd spoken since she'd staggered into the bathroom. It was hoarse and scratchy and painful.

"Cal?" Alex's voice was questioning,

"Hi...um...i..i was just wondering if you could..come over" she could almost hear Alex's frown at her words and her voice.

"Are you okay Callie?" He asked in a serious tone, remembering she had had a date that night,

"Yeah, I'm ok..i'm allright um..i..."

"Cal I'll be there in ten ok you sure you're allright?"

"Yeah fine I just need..." Her eyes let more tears fall in humiliation as her lips couldn't form the words that she couldn't find.

"I'm in bathrooms across from the restaurant outside of the apartment, you know it?"

"Yeah, I'll be there soon"

"Thanks, Alex could...um could you not ring the guys...or Christina yet please just..."

"Promise, Cal I'll see you soon okay"

"Thanks Alex" Once she had hung up she was filled with a sudden hollow guilt of dragging Alex out, he had probably just gotten home, exhausted from work. She went to call him back, when her stomach lurched painfully again and she dropped the phone to hold it.


It had been a disturbing phone call and had left Alex Karev feeling uneasy. He'd got up from his desk where he had been researching a rare disease for one of his latest cases and found his shoes slipping his feet into them. Callie's voice had sounded so weak and tired but there was something else, something he couldn't quite place. He knew it was probably a result of everything that had gone on that week. It had been a stressful week for the employees at Seattle Grace they had been flat out all week. He reminded himself to pick up some of her favourite icecream on the way. Just as he went to walk out the room, izzie moved into, making his eyes widen. She was wearing black, lacy underwear her blonde hair down standing in his doorway. Her eyes mirrored him as she took in his appearance,

"Where are you going?" She questioned almost accusingly,

He stifled a groan as he realised he and Izzie were supposed to be having a night in, making up in some weird way. Izzie had caught him when he literally had his hands inside of a patient earlier in the week and asked if they could catch up some time he had quickly agreed knowing that she had only done it so that he wouldn't turn her down in the OR. Next time he wouldn't bother being nice. He realised glancing quickly back at the books on his desk that he had completely forgotten,

"Listen Iz, Callie just called she sounded upset, I'm going to go and check on her" He tried to gently break it to her,

"Callie?" Izzie's voice was laced with contempt and sarcasm,

"Are you kidding, she's fine she just wants attention"

George who Alex hadn't even noticed was standing outside the room threw in his two cents,

"Callie always does that, she says she's upset but she's probably just lonely or something she always-"

"Whatever O'Malley" Alex cut him off from insulting his new friend any further. Peering out the door further he noticed Meredith standing there too but in her pyjamas clutching a coffee cup,

"Do you bring a support group every time you try and seduce someone?" Izzie rolled her eyes as Meredith spoke up,

"We're right Alex, you're always doing whatever she want these days"

"Excuse me" Alex replied affronted,

"She's right you and Christina always run for her...Jesus you jump through hoops at her word"

"For crying out loud Iz this –" But she interrupted him,

"Alex this was supposed to be our night, ours remember, can't you just give me that!" The blonde was almost yelling, and Alex fought not to roll his eyes at her he shook his head before muttering,

"Let me call Callie" With that he walked out of the room his phone in his right hand.


Mark checked his watch again surveying the restaurant before sighing. She wasn't coming, he nearly cursed. He'd blown it. They should have been almost twenty minutes into their first 'official' date thing together but he sat there alone, thoroughly embarrassed and annoyed at himself. He stood up and left the restaurant peering up at the apartment he knew Callie was most probably in..maybe even looking down at him from, he stared up at it for a while before shaking his head and heading towards his car. He wasn't going to go and see her tonight, he knew he had pissed her off that afternoon, he had been stressed and angry after losing a patient that when Callie collapsed on the attending's lounge next to him and told him about how she'd spent the last four hours removing a mess of shattered ribs from a person's chest with great success he'd exploded and snapped at her. It had been unnecessary, it had been mean and now he just felt like an utter ass. He tried her mobile once without success and decided there was no use leaving a hundred and one messages on her voice mail that she rarely checked.

He sighed getting into his car and backing out of the park before heading home. Well, heading to the the apartment that he was currently sharing with Owen and now Derek that he'd been kicked out of the Grey house. Ten minutes later he walked in causing Derek to look up at him,

"Hey how'd it go? You're back early"

"She didn't show" Mark replied gloomily,

"that's not like her" Derek's tone was of surprise,

Mark shook his head,

"we had a little bit of an argument today, it was stupid my fault. I was wondering if she'd turn up. You guys haven't seen her?

Derek shook his head,

"Nope, she's probably at home" Mark nodded before Derek replied suggestively,

"Make up time?" Mark chuckled,

"Hopefully, where's Owen?"

"Took Chris out"

"Ah, I was wondering why I hadn't received any nasty calls from her"

Derek laughed,

"let her cool down, you know Callie, she's not one to do something she doesn't want to" Mark grinned smally,

"Don't I know it"


Alex stood on the front veranda and dialled Callie's phone number sighing, he briefly thought about just leaving but remembered his keys that still sat upstairs. She answered on the third ring,

"Alex?"

"Cal" he sighed,

"You can't come can you?" She questioned and his heart stung listening to her say it almost as if she had been expecting it.

"It's not that i..."

"Alex it's allright, that's cool" She tried to make her voice sound indifferent tried to get a smile in even.

"Cal what's wrong?" He still seemed concerned,

"Actually Alex I'm okay, don't worry about it just having a moment, I'm just gonna head home and into bed, maybe a hot bath, I'm good"

"You're sure?"

"Yea I'm just being stupid, I'm good, thanks Alex"

"Ok well I'll see you at work tomorrow right?"

"Yeah course, see you at work"

"Allright ring me if you need me...anytime Callie"

"Thanks Alex" She hit the red button before letting the phone slide from her hand and slip to the ground as she realised she was now alone. Completely and utterly alone on the dirty floor of a public, bathroom stall, practically naked and bleeding. The tears started up again and she desperately tried to think up a plan.

I Would really love to hear what do you guys think? More Mark/Callie next chapter I promise...

Also can anyone tell me what the rules are on...copyright i suppose ..around here. I read that you can't use song lyrics, but i've seen it done on here before...am i allowed to? I have some song fics sitting on my usb that i could share :D

Thanks, Nina