WORTH THE FIGHT
Days turned into weeks as they turned into months. Within the past 6 months, Avril had a success redo of her botched cochlear surgery, Alex and Avril settled comfortably into their new apartment(courtesy of Callie), Callie's pregnancy progressed with few complications, George and Izzie imploded, Izzie told George that she aborted his baby, Izzie moved on with her former photographer—whom she is currently rumored to be pregnant by/engaged to, Alex and Callie's friendship blossomed, and Callie finally told her family about her pending divorce and pregnancy. To keep his promise of separating from her mother, Callie's father expanded his business to the West Coast and settled into a vast home 30 mins away from Callie in Medina, WA. Callie's brother, Pote, visited a few times and hit it off with Cristina; both Cristina and Pote thought that Callie and Isadora were oblivious to their many "dates". Isadora thought that Callie was oblivious to how close she had become with Arizona. Callie foolishly thought that no one knew how close she and Alex were.
Alex and Avril came to Callie's for movie nights with Tuck twice a week. Callie went to Alex's for stroganoff Thursdays after they both fell in love with Callie's cooking skills. Alex felt himself falling hard for Callie and he wanted it to stop. He went to a very unlikely source that had recently become his best male friend. Alex sought advice from none other than Jackson Avery. He breezed through Meredith's door, glad that no one was really there, and went straight up to Jackson's room. He walked into what was once his old bedroom and plopped into the chair. Jackson opened a sleepy eye as he looked over his shoulder to see Alex brooding. He turned over with a yawn, "Let me guess…you still haven't made your move?" Alex grunted, "First off, she's pregnant. Second, my kid is obsessed with her and they're joined at the hip, third-" "You're a chicken shit" Alex glared at Jackson, "Watch it mama's boy." Jackson sat up in the bed as Alex tossed him a pair of pants and a shirt, "Alex, you're either in love with her or falling in love with her. Either way, you need to get it off your chest. She won't know unless you tell her. You guys are already a makeshift family. From what Yang told me, you were the one who wanted to date her first, but you detoured to Izzie. What in the hell is so special about her?"
Alex rubbed a hand over his neck, "Honestly, Izzie is easy—easy in the way of someone not having to put much effort into the relationship. Callie is work; as long as you're ready for sex and tell her she's pretty, Izzie is happy. Callie is the kind of woman where you are terrified of screwing up because she's perfection. She's the kind of woman that makes you a one-woman man. Callie is the kind of woman you spend the rest of your life making happy because she only wants simple things. Izzie liked being kept; I refused to do it, Denny died, and Bambi would never be able to." Jackson looked at Alex with a smirk, "Dude, you're so whipped. She's not with George anymore. She only rarely has run-ins with Izzie. Your kid adores her. Go get your girl before someone else does." Jackson one-night wonder came back into the room looking for her shirt. Alex barely paid her any attention before he passed her the shirt that was behind him; Alex caught Jackson's smile, "Dude what?"
Jackson laughed before looking up at the woman, who shared the same smile. She timidly spoke up, "He's basically saying that this woman owns your heart. I have quite a nice rack, courtesy of Dr. Sloan, and you haven't even looked in my general direction. You should really tell her how you feel. Thanks for last night Jackson." Alex finally noticed her absence as she left the room. He looked at a grinning Jackson and threw a football at him, "Shut it Avery." Neither one of them noticed that George had come down from the attic and listened in on their entire conversation. Callie is carrying my child. She'll always love me and I'm going to win her back no matter what.
