A/N: sorry it took so long! I've had my freshman year of high school getting in my way, and other issues that have prevented me from updating. But, here I am! I don't know how I feel about this update...but whatever. Lol. It's kinda short, but it was the best I could do for now.

I'd like to give it up to my girl Brenna. Thanks sooo much for helping me through everything. I love you, Elmo!

Mark's POV

"Callie? What happened?" I asked as I ran to Callie's side.

She was shaking violently. Tears were pouring from her eyes, and she was screaming.

I looked over at Christina and she looked scared, almost as if she was watching Callie kill herself.

Her eyes flicked over to me and so much emotion showed.

When Christina Yang was showing emotion, you knew something was terribly wrong.

I turned back to Callie. Her face had grown unbelievably white.

"Christina, come here and help me!" I ordered.

I wrapped my arms around Callie tightly, trying to slow her heart rate. Christina did the same on the other side of Callie.

A few seconds later, Lexie burst through the door with Abby slung on her hip.

"I heard screaming, is everyone ok?" Lexie asked worriedly.

She saw us on the couch and just about dropped Abby.

"What happened to Callie, momma?" Abby asked.

Lexie ran her hand over Abby's head, kissed her forehead, and set her on the floor.

Lexie came over and knelt in front of Callie. She took Callie's hands in her own and ducked her head to be face to face with Callie.

"Hey, baby girl. It's Lexie. How are you doing?" Lexie asked Callie in the softest voice.

I could hear Callie try to talk, but only sounds came out. No words.

Lexie stood up and bent to me.

"I think we should take her to the hospital just to make sure she is ok," she whispered in my ear.

I nodded.

"Chris, go get some things for Callie. I think we are going to keep her at the hospital over night," I said.

I took Callie in my arms and took her out to the car.

...

Callie's POV

"Mark?" I asked.

"Yes, dear?" he answered, looking happy I was making words.

"Is she ok?" I asked.

Mark looked confused for a while, but then he finally understood.

"She is wonderful. She looks as hot as ever, but I know you won't let me put a hand on her. She loves you, Cal," Mark said.

I knew he didn't really know that about Arizona, but it was nice to have someone tell me that anyway.

"Ok, you don't have to answer this, but what was the phone call about? The one that made you so upset?" Mark asked.

I sighed, knowing I would have to tell someone sooner or later.

"It was the police. It was a message from the day...it...happened. Remember I didn't have my phone that day? I heard from Bailey, remember? Arizona was in the hospital...nearly dead. That message was the police, telling me they found her and that they were having the ambulance take her here," I said.

"Oh, Callie," Mark said, quickly taking my hand.

"I'm not gonna cry anymore, Mark. I'm all cried out. Plus, I'm a grown woman, and I'm strong," I said.

"I know Callie. But sometimes, even strong people cry," Mark said.

"She was strong."

"Yes, she was. She cried sometimes, didn't she?"

"Yes, she cried when she needed too. And I was always there to hold her. Why isn't she here, holding me?"

"Just close your eyes. She will be there, holding you. Rocking you gently. Stroking your hair. Covering you with kisses. All you have to do, is close your eyes."

I did just that.

I closed my eyes, and there she was.

...

I woke up to the door opening, and I saw a flash of red hair.

"Well, hello there sleepy head!"

"Addison!" I cried, opening my arms for her.

She fell into them gently, pulling me up slightly as she did.

"How are you, love?" she asked as she pulled away.

"I'm hanging in there," I said.

She smiled at me, it was a sad smile.

"Well, let's get with the business!" she said, turning around the subject.

I smiled, knowing exactly why she was here.

"Alright, Callie. Ready to see your baby?"