Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy. The wonderful Shonda Rhimes does! They only things that belong to me are the plot and little Trinity.
This chapter was inspired by 'Never Had A Dream Come True' by S Club 7.
Callie laid sprawled across her king size bed, with her iPod, ear buds in her ears. She had her eyes closed and her shirt was pushed up exposing her 6-month pregnant belly. Her left hand softly traveled the swell of her stomach as she softly hummed. Alex leaned against the doorframe of the bedroom he now shared with her, watching her. He smiled, as he folded his arms across his chest. Callie opened her mouth and let a few words of the song she was listening to escape her lips. Alex closed his eyes; it was the sweetest thing he had ever heard. Callie let the words continue to flow from her, serenading her child, unaware she had a small audience in the man that loved her more than he had ever loved anyone. He had never thought that he would be this man. Alex had always thought he was too good to settle for one woman, yet he was falling madly in love with Callie Torres and her child. Alex Karev and daddy were never used in the same sentence in his mind until now. He wanted nothing more than to spend every waking moment with this woman and being a father to her little girl. He knew he would never replace George as her father but he wanted to be the next best thing. He was the first person Callie told when something happened with the baby and his favorite past time during their evenings together was talking to the baby. Callie's voice ran through his head as she continued to sing to the baby. There was no stopping his heart; it was hers and only hers.
He opened his eyes and looked at the swell of her belly. He could barely make out the movements beneath her skin, as the tiny human moved within her. He smiled and walked further into the room, kneeling by the bed. He gently placed his hand on top of hers. Callie fluttered her eyes open and smiled softly at him.
"Hey." She whispered, propping herself on her elbows and pulling the ear buds from her ears. Alex leaned in and pressed a soft kiss upon her lips and then pulled the iPod away from her body.
"Hey yourself." He said, as he pulled away. Callie giggled as the baby kicked against their palms.
"She knows you're here." She said. Alex chuckled and leaned into her stomach. He pressed a kiss into her belly.
"And hello to you too, little one." He said, rubbing her belly a little. Callie smiled at him. He was so perfect for her right now. She didn't think she would be able to move on with everything that has happened over the past 5-½ months. Sure she was still not over George and his sudden death, but she was dealing with it and falling for Alex Karev. Alex caught her smiled and raised his hand and gently cupped her cheek. She leaned her head into his hand and closed her eyes. He stood up a little and put his knee on the bed, leaning in and kissing her. Callie laid back and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down with her. He lightly drew his fingers up her inner thigh, across her stomach and inside her shirt. He was surprised to find that she wasn't wearing a bra. A nipple rose to attention when he rubbed his thumb over it. Callie moaned softly against his lips. Alex smiled, parting his lips. Callie pushed her tongue into his mouth and bushed it against his. He growled deep in his throat. He shifted his weight to his left side so he wasn't crushing her. He gently began to massage her breast, and she flinched. He quickly pulled his hand away and looked at her.
"I'm sorry." He whispered. Callie put her finger to his lips and shook her head.
"It's ok, they're just really sore." She told him. She smiled up at him and ran her hand down his back, till she reached the hem of his shirt. She slowly pulled it over his head, and then threw the shirt onto the floor. A tingle ran down his spine as she ran her hands down his toned chest. He snaked his hands behind her back and helped her up a bit and then removed her shirt. She was even more beautiful than he had ever imagined. The pregnancy suited her very well. Her tight skin glistened under the faint moonlight that shone through the blinds. He laid her back down and planted kisses along her jawbone, traveling down her neck, and into the valley between her ample breasts. His kisses continued over her belly and to where the elastic of her pajama pants rested beneath her stomach. He hooked his index fingers inside them and pulled them down her long legs. He smiled at her choice of panties. The white and pink polka dotted boy shorts looked absolutely adorable against her belly. A soft blush crept to her cheeks and she giggled.
He looked up at her and grinned as he shed the last of her clothes, leaving her naked for him. She was absolutely gorgeous. He lightly brushed his fingers against her thigh, sending a tingle up her spine. She whimpered as he inched closer to her moist center. He let he fingers barely touch the sensitive area and then pulled them away. She let out a sigh of disappointment. He laughed lightly and moved to look her in the eye.
"Patience, my love." He whispered. Callie reached up and ran her hands down his chest to his pants, as he captured her lips. She managed to unbutton his pants. She slid them and his boxers past his hips. He took her hands away and finished the ask seeing she was unable to remove them completely from her angle. She sat up a little and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him back down to her. He placed one knee between her legs, gently pushing them apart. He rested his hands on either side of her, not putting any of his weight on her. She raised her head a little and kissed him gently, then pulled away, staring into his eyes. She lifted her hand and placed it on his cheek. Could she say it to him? Her mind was screaming yes but would her heart let her? Or was it still mending itself with George's death? She loved George with everything she had and that was going to take time to deal with but was there enough room to love Alex too? She was going to go out on a limb and say it.
"I love you Callie." He whispered just before she opened her lips to say those words to him. She smiled at him and kissed him. She pulled back knowing she could say it. His words just put that confidence she needed to say them.
"I love you too Alex." She whispered. They flowed out better than she had hoped. He leaned in and captured her lips once again, as he positioned himself at her center. He slowly pushed into her. She broke the kiss with her gasp. She closed her eyes and bit her lip as he pushed into her deeper. They slowly rocked together, her nails digging into his back. He went easy on her. He wanted to make love to her not just have sex with her. He wanted it to be special. He moved a little faster but not too fast. The connection with her was nearly enough to push him over the edge. As his name escaped her soft lips as her orgasm started, was enough to send him over. He spilled into her as her muscles tightened hard around him. Her nails scraped down his back moaning loudly and shook beneath him. He closed his eyes and let his own moans escape, calling her name into the darkness. He thrusted a few more times before stopping all movement, and staring at her as her muscles pulsated around him. She fluttered open her eyes and smiled up at him. She pulled her nails out of his back and wrapped her arms around his sweaty back, keeping him there. She was regretted their separation, she wanted to hold onto the last few moment as long as she could. He pressed a soft kiss upon her lips and then raised his head.
"I really do love you Callie, I have for sometime now." He whispered. Callie smiled up at him.
"I love you too Alex, but I swear don't you ever hurt me. I can't go through the pain again. You are my life savor, without you I would have never made it through all of this. Never leave me." She whispered.
"I wouldn't dream of it, baby." He said, pressing a small kiss into her forehead. She finally released her hold on him and he pulled out. He rolled to his side and wrapped his arms around her. She reached on to the floor and picked up the afghan that she had tossed off earlier and draped it over them. He snuggled his head behind her, breathing in the lavender scent of her favorite shampoo.
"Do you know you have a beautiful voice?" he asked. She turned her face to him, slightly embarrassed.
"You heard that?" she asked. She had never really let anyone hear her sing other than her parents and her dolls when she was little.
"Yes, it was the most beautiful sound I've ever heard. You're going to make a wonderful mother Callie." He said, brushing the sweat drenched hair from her face. She smiled and slightly blushed at him.
'Thank you Alex, for everything." She whispered, and kissed him, before turning back over. He felt her body relax and her breathing slow, indicating her sleep. He pressed a kiss into the back of her head.
"My pleasure, my love." He whispered, before letting his own sleep take over.