After wondering the halls for a few minutes, they found a vacant exam room in a quiet hallway. George sat on the exam table and Callie helped him take off his jacket and t-shirt as painless as possible. She could never forget what he looked like under that shirt. He had the simplest yet most incredible chest she ever touched; not too hairy but not waxed either, his pecks were tight enough to feel the definition but not super buff like Mark's, and his abs… that boy had nice abs. She thought she would feel kinda happy that the man who cheated on her was in physical pain, karma's a bitch after all, but she found herself worried about him. Even though she was the best orthopedic surgeon at SGH and knew that a dislocated shoulder was not that big of a deal, she knew he was still physically uncomfortable and complications could arise.

"I'm going to give you some pain meds, wait a little for them to kick in and then set the shoulder, okay?"

"Yeah, ok." She nodded, and went across the room to get the medication ready. All the while, George couldn't help but watch her. She looked so calm and collected when dealing with patients. No matter how young or old, every patient of Callie's loved her and never complained. Ortho was her thing and everyone knew it. "Thanks for helping me by the way. I feel kinda stupid for falling on the floor and popping my shoulder out, yet again. I didn't even fall that hard."

"Well, it was hard enough. It didn't help that it was the same shoulder from before too." She continued to write some things down on his chart when out of the blue George said, "I miss you."

Callie's heart skipped a beat; she was totally caught off guard. Her back was to him so he couldn't see his face, but she stopped writing and just listened.

He continued on, "I knew I missed you after we broke up but I didn't know how badly until you walked through my door tonight. I mean we would still see eachother in these halls or the OR, but I awalys saw you at work. The work never stopped, and neither did my love for you... Not only do I miss you as my wife, but I miss you as my friend even more." She could feel the tears coming on and tried chocking them back but it was no use. "Will you turn around and look at me… Callie?"

She put the chart down on the counter, slowly turned around and looked at him, sitting there half naked all hurt and vulnerable. She could feel the tears slowly streaming down her face and quickly brushed them away; didn't matter though, George saw them glisten in the fluorescent light. He knew he had to be extremely careful in his choice of words so she understood him correctly.

"Our conversations we would have for hours on end, being able to save someone's life as a team, jor ust being with you… being able to comfort you or you comfort me, I miss that. And your hair- God I miss Callie's smell! Don't tell anyone, but I bought your shampoo because I missed it so much… Now that I said that out loud, it sounded kinda stalker like but…I don't care! Because just to have any piece of you or a memorabilia of us when we were together, it helps, ease the pain. I know I damaged you and baby, I am so sorry; if I feel this bad, I can't imagine how you feel. But I think if we try to ease each other's pain, together, it won't hurt as much." Okay, that was it, that was all I wanted to say. Why is she staring at me… crying sad tears. I didn't want her to cry! I just, had to tell her. Oh God Cal please… say something. Anything! I can't take it when I make you cry. Crap. I know that look. That's not exactly the look I was hoping for…

"Callie, what are you thinking? Will you say something, please?" Honestly, she was speechless. Her body was taking over her mind; she slowly walked towards him, which he took as a good sign. He reached his hand out for her to take, but instead she just stared at it. She didn't know what to do- the man was saying he wanted her back. What was she supposed to do?

"Cal, I'm sorry, I just-" WHACK!

Callie slapped him across the face and his head turned over his shoulder. He was completely taken back, but then again, he had it coming. "You miss me?! You do not have the right to miss me. You cheated on me! You broke our marriage, you broke my heart. You fell in love with another woman and chose her over me... The woman I told you had a thing for you when we were together. I tried to respect your new relationship, give you space and not say anything. But it was everywhere... everyone was talking about it! And yet, I found myself still wishing you the best because I loved you. So no George, you don't miss me or my hair."

That wasn't exactly the response he was looking for. But it was true; okay, time for round two, "You wanna know why I didn't file for a divorce? Because there is a part of me that knows I will never find anyone that comes close to you. Ever. And as long as it's down on paper, there is always that chance we will forgive each other enough to become George and Callie O'Malley again. As for Izzie.. it just, wasn't right. Any of it. I don't know why I chose her over you; maybe it was because she was the other woman who loved me, and, I never had two girls fight over me. I didn't ask for it to happen then, but I think Izzie thought she loved me as much as she said she did because she was so against our relationship. She was jealous. But she does not chose who I stay with; I chose who I want. And I'm choosing you Calliope Iphigenia O'Malley."

Crap. Why did he have to be so damn good with words? Callie didn't know what to think. Here the man of her dreams was declaring his love for her, again, just when she thought there was no more hope for them. It took her a while but she finally accepted that George would no longer be a part of her life. He would no longer father her children, no longer be there to hold her hand through the good and the bad, and he would not longer be on the other side of the bed 40 years down the road. And now, now he is saying he wants her back…