Callie laughed under her breath, finished adjusting the sling and gave him an unexpected kiss on the lips. When their mouths parted, they naturally rested their foreheads together, as they've done so many times before, and breathed each other in. Callie was surprised she felt so over come; the tears filled up her eyes yet again. She tried to stop them by closing her lids, but that only made them embrace her face. George felt her joyous tears hit his chest but wasn't concerned; just like every other woman in the world, whenever Callie gets really happy, she gently cries. Not a lot of people ever saw Callie cry because she always puts up a strong front in public. She never lets her guard down with the exception of three people: her parents and George.

After a few minutes George pulled away from her, dabbed her cheeks dry, embraced her (with one hand) and whispered, "I love you baby." He could feel on his cheeks her face was beaming.

A few seconds later she whispered back, "I love you."

All the hurt, all the anger, all the resentment, everything was gone. The room was filled with nothing but peace and happiness. George and Callie had each other again in their lives. They became one. Their universe was turning in the right direction for once in their lives and they could not have been more ecstatic.

"Callie here, put your clothes back on." George reached behind him to grab her shirt and bra and held them out to her. She took a step back and flaunted her "You've got to be kidding me, I can't believe you just said that" look.

He caught on and explained, "You were shivering. And we are done with my shoulder so, let's get dressed and get out of here. Let's go home."

"We don't have a home! And there ain't no way I'm going back to Meredith's…"

"And there is no room for both of us at Cristina's…"

There was a brief moment of silence of them pondering the idea of where to go. Then, as if on cue, they smiled at each other and knew they had the same idea. After Callie put her clothes back on, she finished his chart, and they walked hand in hand down the hallway. Since it was late into the night, the hospital was pretty quiet with not too many people around.

They took the oh-so-familiar elevator to the 5th floor, walked into the surgical wing and made their way to the on-call rooms. George headed to the nearest door but Callie stopped him.

"Not that one, this one." She pointed to the room two doors down.

"What's it matter?"

She twinkled her eyes, put on her pouty face and said in her sweet tone, "That one is where we first tried… you know, to have a baby."

He looked at her astonished. "What?! You seriously remember that?"

"I'm a girl, we remember things like that!" He let out one little laugh and opened the other on-call room door for her.

"After you my wife! Oh wait, do you want me to go get us some scrubs to sleep in? I don't wanna sleep in these pants and I don't know how you could sleep in a shirt that tight!"

She glared at him, giving him the evil eye… George tried to save himself by continuing on, "Not that I'm complaining! I just thought- I mean I know how much you love your comfy clothes at night."

Her face softened and she thought a second. "You're lucky you are still on drugs. But I'll go get the scrubs. You stay here and don't go anywhere! Who knows what you might get into or who you will see if you wander these halls by yourself."

"Hey! I resent that!" She gave him a quick kiss to shut him up and began to leave the room when he tugged on her hand. When she turned around, he threw himself at her forcing their lips to touch once more, giving her "their secret kiss."

George had kissed many woman throughout his life, but with Callie, they had their own special kiss. A kiss that they sorta learned how to do together…it was a hard, passionate, peck where they start wide open, push their lips together, slowly close their mouths in a circle-like motion and end with one of them sucking on the other's bottom lip. It became a contest between them to see whose top lip could get the other's bottom first. It was like- their thing.

When George broke the kiss, Callie's eyes were still closed; she was reminded of how much she truly loved kissing this man. He glowed knowing that pleased her and whispered in a husky voice, "I win."

She opened her eyes, saw him gloating and smirked back, "Round one… round two, we shall see who wins then." And walked out the door.