Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's or anything associated with it. If so I wouldn't be living where I do!
A/N: Sorry about the wait. I've been busy and having some family issues. But here is the next installment, enjoy!
Alex stood on the front step of Callie's home she shared with her cheating husband. Alex shook his head at the thought of George doing that to Callie and with Izzie of all people. Sure he had his own fling with her but for George to actually cheat on someone as gorgeous and sexy as Callie Torres was beyond him. He watched as she pulled up in her Suburban. He walked down the few stairs to greet her as she walked to the door. When she saw him she gave a weak smile. You could tell she had been crying more. She didn't deserve what that asshole had done to her.
"I should have called you, George is going to leave. My parents bought the house for us so technically its mine." She said, softly.
"It's ok, besides you don't need to stay alone. Where is the idiot staying?" he asked. Callie looked up from rummaging in her purse. "Meredith's." she said, returning to her purse. "Oh, great." He responded rolling his eyes.
"What?" she asked. Alex sighed.
"How am I going to stay in the same house with him and not beat him to a pulp?" he asked. Callie laughed as she pulled the keys from her purse. She unlocked the door and pushed it open. She looked around the foyer, trying not to cry, George's things where still there. His boots where still under the coat hanger, right below his favorite jacket. Alex walked in behind her and put his arm around her.
"It'll be ok." He said softly. Callie turned around and hugged him. She buried her head in his chest and began to sob heavily. Alex wrapped both arms around her and gently rubbed her back, trying to soothe her. "Shhh, let it all out." he said.
Callie finally pulled away from him and wiped away her tears. She had done enough crying over him for one day, but she couldn't help it. She loved him so much and now she was carrying his child. How was she ever going to get over him? "Are you sure you're ok?" he asked, looking into her eyes.
"No, but I can deal for now." She said. She pulled off her jacket and hung it on the hook next to George's jacket. She didn't even bother looking at it in fear of crying over it again. After laying her purse on the table next to the door she went into the kitchen. Seeing that Alex didn't follow she turned back to him.
"Are you coming?" she asked. Alex nodded and followed her into the spacious kitchen. He looked around the house in complete awe. The house was huge. He guessed that Callie's parents would expect grandchildren someday. Callie noticed his gazing and smiled.
"I know it's ridiculously huge. My parents went a little overboard. There are some days that I just think about moving out and getting a smaller place but that would piss them off and you do not want to piss of a Mexican father doting on his only little girl." She said, as she leaned over a counter, resting her elbows on it. Alex smiled.
"That bad huh?" he asked.
"Worse." She responded, as she got up and turned around. She opened up a cabinet and stared into it.
'What are you looking for?" Alex asked, curiously. Callie shrugged her shoulder and closed the cabinet. She walked to the refrigerator and pulled it open. She stuck a finger in her mouth and gently bit the nail, trying to figure out what she was looking for. Alex couldn't help but look at her. She looked downright adorable like that. Callie removed her finger from her mouth and reached into the refrigerator and pulled out a can of cola. She shut the door and popped the tab on the can. Alex walked over and took it from her before she took a drink.
"What the hell?" she asked. Alex sat the cola on the counter and turned to her. "No, caffeine. It's bad for the baby." He said. Callie put her hands on her hips in protest.
"And who are you, my doctor?" she asked.
"As a matter of fact, I am." He said. Callie couldn't say anything to him. He was right. Since Addison was gone, she wasn't going to trust anyone else to be her doctor. He had studied under Addison and knew everything she did.
"Fine." She said, folding her arms across her chest and pouted. Alex laughed and rolled his eyes at her. "Sorry, that won't work on me. I'm not Addison." He said. Callie looked up at him. "Well duh! You have a little extra than she does." She said, referring to his genitals. Alex shook his head. Why hadn't he ever been able to talk to her like this before? Oh that's right, she was always with George and he hated Alex's guts. George would have had a cow if he had talked to Callie for more than need be.
Callie turned back to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water. 'Is the better?" she asked, sarcastically. Alex nodded. "Much. Now what do you have to eat I'm starving." He asked. Callie looked around the kitchen. She didn't know what they had actually. "Well, unless you can cook, nothing. I'm not in the mood to eat." She said, as she took the lid off the water and took a sip.
"You do know you have to eat for the baby's sake, not to mention your own." He said. Callie pulled the bottle from her lips and dropped her jaw.
"What?" he asked, turning around. There was George standing in the archway of the kitchen with Izzie standing behind him.
"Baby? You're pregnant?" he asked. Callie slammed the water on the counter, causing it to splash on to the front of Alex's shirt.
"Get her out of my house!" she yelled. George turned to Izzie and told her to wait in the car. Alex took a few steps back as George came further into the kitchen.
"Answer my question, are you pregnant?" he asked, angrily.
Callie stepped in front of Alex, just in case he was going to do something stupid. She wasn't ready to tell George about the baby yet but she really had no choice.
"Yes, I'm pregnant." She yelled. She was over the crying now she was pissed as hell. How dare he bring that woman into her house? It was bad enough he was leaving her for Izzie but to bring her into the house was worst thing he could have done right now. If she weren't pregnant she would have beat the crap out of Izzie where she stood.
"You didn't think I had the right to know?" he asked. George couldn't believe she hadn't told him about the baby. It would have changed his mind about leaving.
"Oh no, you don't get to be angry with me! You're the one who slept with her and leaving me. Then you have the audacity to bring her into my home? You don't get to be mad at me!" she yelled. Alex placed his hand on Callie's shoulder. She needed to calm down. The stress wasn't good for the baby. Callie turned around in anger.
"What?" she yelled at him. Alex threw his hands up.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you." She said. She was highly pissed and Alex just interrupted at the wrong time.
"It's ok, but you need to calm down for the baby." He whispered. Callie nodded her head and took a deep breath before turning back to George.
"Look, I just found out this morning I was pregnant. I was going to tell you but you had to tell me about the affair and that you were leaving me. How the hell was I supposed to tell you that I was pregnant when you obviously didn't want me." She said, as she tried to calm down. Her last statement hit her harder than she thought it would, as her tears returned and flowed down her cheeks. George walked over to her and took her hands. She quickly pulled them away.
"Don't touch me. I don't want you to ever touch me again. I want a divorce. I won't keep you form this baby but we are through. I'm going to get dinner and I want you gone before I come home. Come on Alex." She said, taking Alex's hand and leading him out of the kitchen and out the front door. George stood there speechless as he watched his wife walk away.
Izzie saw them come out of the front door and Callie looked pissed. She locked all the doors in her car in case Callie tried to do something. Instead she watched as Alex and Callie got into her car and pull away.
Later That Night
Alex opened the door for Callie and she walked in, dropping her purse in its usual spot. She glanced around the room. Sure enough he was gone. His jacket and boots not in their spots, even his magazines that were on the coffee table were gone. She dragged herself up the stairs, Alex following. He wanted to make sure she was going to be ok. She walked passed the guest room. It was fully furnished. She glanced into the only empty room in the house. She tuned around and went into it. Alex followed her confused. He turned on the light to see Callie standing in the middle of the pale yellow with her hands placed gracefully on her stomach. This must be the baby's room. Callie turned around and gave him a weak smile. "We decided to keep this room empty, for when I got pregnant." She said, softly. She pointed out the door across the hall. "My room is right across the hall." She said. Alex nodded but still said nothing. He didn't know what to say. He knew there was nothing he could say to make her pain go away. Callie sighed and walked to the door. Alex moved out of her way to let her pass then he followed her into her room. She climbed into her bed, not caring that she still had on her clothes. Alex walked over and pulled her shoes off and the covered her up. Callie grabbed the pillow next to her and cuddled it to her chest. "Alex, could you stay here tonight? You can have the guest room. I don't want to be alone." She asked, softly. Alex walked over to the bed and knelt down in front of her. He pushed her hair from her face and nodded. "Of course. Get some rest. I'll be here in the morning." He said softly. Callie nodded and closed her eyes. Alex stood up and walked to the door. He turned around and shook his head. He couldn't believe what he was looking at. George had created a mess. He walked to the guest room and kicked off his shoes and climbed into the bed.
Alex was nearly asleep when he heard sobbing from Callie's rooms. He got up from his bed and quietly walked into her room. She was asleep but crying. He knew he probably shouldn't but he climbed into the bed behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She grabbed them and pulled them closer to her and sobbed harder. 'Shh, I'm here. Everything will be ok. I promise." He said softly. He didn't know how he was going to do it but he vowed to make her life better than the hell she was living.