It had been a week or two since Callie and Mark had done anything. Mark suggested a few times, but Callie always refused by saying she was too tired or she had a big surgery the next day. Mark eventually got the hint and stopped asking. He thought it'd probably be better for him anyway since he really did love Lexie. Things around the hospital were finally beginning to feel normal to Callie. Ever since Arizona had left she could barely stand being in the hospital because of all the memories that came flooding back to her. One day Mark walked up to Callie who was writing in a patients chart near the nurse's desk.
"Hey so I heard that there is this new attending in plastic surgery that is hot and thinks you are smoking."
"Mark, you know that I'm still trying to get over Arizona right now. Why would even suggest that?"
"The best way to get over a chick is to sleep with a different one. Besides if you don't want her I might go for her."
"Really? Why are you even thinking about sleeping with someone? You have Lexie."
With a heavy sight Mark responded, "I know, but she barely even looks at me and every time I try to talk to her she makes up an excuse to leave."
"Well she probably doesn't want to talk to you because you're an ass. You are trying to sleep with other girls when you say you're in love with someone. What's wrong with you?" Callie started raising her voice.
"Geez what's wrong with you? You don't have to yell at me." Mark held up his hands as if to defend himself.
"Sorry I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm just tired and want to go home. It's been a long day."
"Alright I have to go check on a patient then I'll be ready to go," Mark was saying as he walked away from Callie, "Meet me downstairs in 10 minutes."
That night as Callie slept she had another bad dream. Arizona had left her again, but not for Africa. She left her for the attending in plastic surgery. Callie was so hurt that she tried to turn to Mark, but he had Lexie and Addison wasn't there for her because she had Sam. Everyone had abandoned her for someone else. Callie once again was all alone. It took her back to memories of George sleeping with Izzie.
Callie jerked awake as she realized she had been having a bad dream.
"That's all it was a bad dream nothing else," she whispered to herself.
No matter how many times she told herself that it was just a dream she still couldn't get to sleep. She finally gave in to sleeping alone and went into Mark's room.
"Mark. Mark are you awake?"
All Callie heard was a grunt and saw the bed move a little. She took this as an invitation to sleep in his bed and walked over to the side he wasn't sleeping on. She lifted up the sheets and slid in next to him. On accident Callie let a little cool air in when she lifted the sheets. The drop in temperature caused Mark to wake up.
"What are you doing?"
A little embarrassed to be saying it, "I had a bad dream," Callie responded.
He saw the fear in her eyes which made his heart break a little. Callie was so strong and every time he saw her hurt he felt bad.
"Come here," he said as he gestured for her to scoot closer to him. She gave him a small smile and maneuvered her way up against his chest so his arm was now draped across her side.
"Thanks Mark," was all he heard her say before her breathing evened out and she was asleep.
The next morning Callie awoke to an empty bed. She figured Mark was in the kitchen making them breakfast so she put on one of his sweatshirts and traipsed down the hallway. As she reached the kitchen she was right. There he was sitting at the table eating eggs and toast.
"Want some?" he said looking up from whatever he was reading.
"Yea I'd love some. I'm starving."
As he got up from the table to get her food she sat down at the place setting next to him.
"Sorry if I scared you last night when I got into your bed."
"It's no problem. What was your dream about?"
Callie lowered her eyes so she was looking at the table, "If I tell you you'll probably laugh at me."
Mark raised his eyebrows as if he were saying "really?"
It made her feel a little childish so she gave in and told him.
"It was about Arizona. I had a dream that she left me for that attending you told me about in plastic surgery."
"You know she wouldn't leave you for someone else."
"She left me for Africa why wouldn't she leave me for someone else? Not only that, but you weren't there for me because you had Lexie and Addison had Sam. Everyone abandoned me." Callie barely choked out.
"Callie you have to know that I will NEVER leave you. No matter who comes into my life I would never leave you."
As Callie wiped her eyes with a tissue she looked at Mark with pleading eyes, "Promise?"
"Of course. I don't know anyone else who would have sex with me because her partner left her and my girlfriend left me," Mark teased her.
Callie chuckled, "Is that really supposed to make me feel better?"
"Yea I'm not so good at making people feel better. Now go get ready we have to go to work."
All the fears Callie had the night before vanished after talking to Mark. He really did know how to make her feel better.
While getting ready for work Callie out of nowhere started crying. She had already done her makeup and didn't want to mess it up so she dashed towards the bathroom to get toilet paper to prevent the tears from smearing her makeup. She looked in the mirror to see how much damage it had caused and giggles started to escape her mouth. She wasn't sure if it was from how bad she looked or if it was because the random crying freaked her out a little. . She looked in the mirror to see how much damage it had caused and giggles started to escape her mouth. She wasn't sure if it was from how bad she looked or if it was because the random crying freaked her out a little.
"Come on Torres," she heard Mark yell from the kitchen.
She had to collect herself before she said anything.
"Coming."
When she walked out of the bathroom Mark was standing there waiting for her.
"Were you crying?"
"What? No I just had something in my eye. Come on let's go."
After they had collected their keys and purse and Callie put on her jacket they left.
"What the hell?" Callie muttered under her breath when she saw boxes sitting outside her old apartment. Suddenly a blond perky woman walked out. It was Arizona. Callie couldn't believe what she was seeing. Arizona was moving her things back into their apartment without her permission. Callie couldn't tell if she was furious or extremely excited. With that thought she decided to be furious and started yelling at the confused Arizona. As Callie walked away Arizona said, "At least she cares," to Mark as they both shrugged.
When what she did sunk in Callie felt bad, but as she thought about it Arizona did deserve it. She couldn't just show up and expect everything to be back to normal. Everything was far from normal and Callie wasn't sure if she could trust Arizona again after she left her in the airport. On the way to work this was the only thought that ran through Callie's head.
