Disclaimer: We know the drill so I'm not going into it. K?
"Mark Sloan, get your ass up this instant!" Callie yelled, shaking Mark awake. Mark rubbed his eyes open, groaning.
"Callie, what the hell? Why did you wake me up?" he asked, sitting up. Callie was sitting against the headboard, her arms folded across her and sitting on top of her pregnant belly. She was glaring at him.
"What did I do?" he asked, confused.
"One, these two will not sleep, therefore making it impossible for me to sleep. I've been trying to wake you up for the past 20 minutes but you sleep like a damn log. Two, I have a craving for Rocky Road and hot fudge so I went to the kitchen but we don't have any! I don't want to wake Teresa up so you're going to have to go get it, or I'm waking up my parents and they will not be happy. My brothers will just laugh at me." She explained, not bothering to breathe between the sentences. Mark tried to hide the grin that was trying to appear across his face. It was her first mood-swing. His smirk must not have been hidden too well, because the next thing he knew, he was being hit upside the head with her hand.
"Do not laugh at me! I'm carrying your children. You don't get to laugh or make fun of me. Now get your ass out of this bed and get my damn food!" she yelled, her face reddening with her anger. Mark's eyes widened and he scrambled off the bed, the sheet catching around his ankle causing him to fell onto the floor face first.
"Damn it!" he said, trying to free himself from the sheet. Callie grabbed the sheet and tugged it hard, causing Mark to flip over on to his back. The back of his head his the hard wood floor. He yelled a few obscenities before getting to his feet. He looked at his very pregnant girl friend for sympathy but none was there. Her arms were still folded across her and the look on her face, made every bone in his body shift with fear. He decided against saying another word and began to get dressed. She watched his every move, as if she were waiting for him to slip up so she could lash out at him. He avoided her glare as he stepped out the door. Callie smirked in victory and picked up the remote to the flat screen that hung on the wall. She turned it on and watched what ever was on.
Mark quickly went down the stairs, his heart still racing from his encounter with a woman who would give Satan a run for his money. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw Nicky and Emilio on the couch staring at the beautiful tree Callie had decorated.
"Jesus! You scared the hell out of me." He said, grabbing his coat off the hook. Emilio and Nicky laughed and stood.
"My son, you experienced a Callie fit. We heard everything. You did the right thing by not giving her what she wants. I learned that the hard way when she was little." Emilio said, patting him on the back. Mark said, rubbing his hand across his face.
"Oh, god. I don't think I can stand that for the remainder of her pregnancy." He said, as he pulled his coat on. Nicky and Emilio once again laughed and shook their heads at him.
"Mark, you have the remainder of your life to deal with them. Callie is a spoiled brat, whether she admits it or not. Thanks to my dear dad here. He gave her what ever her heart desired." Nicky, said smiling over at his father. Emilio shrugged his shoulders.
"I couldn't help it. She is my only little girl, and mark you will understand the day those two are born and you look into their shining faces. You'll want to make sure they never want for anything and you will want to do everything in your power to be certain they are protected and loved." Emilio said, as he glanced up the stairs.
"I know, I'm a hopeless cause aren't I?" he asked, defeated. Both men nodded their heads and Mark sighed.
'I thought you were sleeping." He said, raising an eyebrow at them both.
"I was sitting in the living room of the guesthouse when I saw the light in the kitchen come on. I saw my dear little sister looking through the cabinets and then saw her leave in a huff. I had to come over to see her outburst and see how you would react. Dad caught me as I was leaving and I explained. He had to follow me." Nicky said, putting his arm around his dad.
"You'd better go get that ice cream before you see a full out Callie fit." Emilio said, pushing Mark to the door. Mark got the hint and left.
2 hours later
Mark came into the house, more exhausted than when he had left. He went to every convenient mart from here to the middle of Seattle to find his girlfriends demands. One store had the ice cream but not the hot fudge so he had to search for another one. He walked up the stairs, bag in hand including a spoon, to his room. He could hear the TV blaring on the other side of the door, but sighed when he pushed up the door to find her fast asleep. She looked absolutely adorable. She was sleeping on her back, one leg tucked under the other and her shirt pushed ups, exposing her belly. Her right hand was above her head, covered her raven hair, while her other was protectively on her belly. He set the bag on the floor and walked over to her. He brushed the hair from her face and kissed her cheek.
"Cal, baby, I'm back." He whispered. She fluttered her eyes open and smiled lightly when she saw him.
"I'm sorry about before. I…" she started but Mark put his finger to her lips.
"Shhh, it's ok baby. Do you want your ice cream or do you want to go back to sleep?" he asked, smiling at her.
"I want to go to sleep. They finally calmed enough to let me sleep." She said, through a yawn. Mark grinned and kissed her forehead.
'That's what I figured. I'll go put this in the freezer and I'll come to bed. Go back to sleep." He said, kissing her forehead again. Callie smiled and nodded, closing her eyes. He smiled and then left the room. He was glad to see that the living room was empty and the only light was coming from the Christmas tree. He grinned at the way the lights cast a vast amount of color on the chestnut walls. He ran his hand over the bare wood and thought of when they would be covered in pictures of his family. He couldn't wait until the day he could stand in the back yard and watch as his two little curly haired girls chased him around, while Callie stood on the porch watching them. He walked further into the living room, almost in the kitchen until his eye caught an envelope sitting on the mantle of the fireplace. It was addressed to him in a very familiar handwriting. He placed the bag down and picked up the envelope. He flipped it over and smiled at the kiss on the seal. He kissed the imprint of her lips ant then opened the card. Inside Callie had written a letter.
Mark,
I love you more than you think. Knowing that I will wake up in your arms each night helps me to sleep easier. The day I found out I was pregnant was the happiest yet most terrifying days of my life. When you said what you did, I felt as if my world had ended and I was going to have to raise our children alone. I wasn't even going to let you back into my life even if you did come crawling back to me, but the phone call from Addison (yes, she warned me you were coming, please don't be angry with her), made me realize that I was in love with you no matter how hard I tried to fight it. You are my light Mark. Your friendship with me when my marriage ended helped me deal with the world that was crumbling around me. When I started the flirting it was just to help ease my state of mind and put faith back in myself. But when you approached me and you asked what I was doing, I honestly didn't know. The moment your lips touched mine, I knew. You were the one I wanted and the one who I was meant to be with, not George O'Malley. Not only did that day start the relationship that I treasure with all my being it also gave us our future, our daughters. You gave me the one thing in the world George couldn't. For weeks we tried to get pregnant but it didn't work and the first time I am with you, bam I'm pregnant with identical twins. I guess they don't call you the man whore for nothing. But you're my man whore. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know how much you and our daughters mean to me. I may carry them beneath my heart, but you my love forever will reside inside it. Ok yeah I know I sound cheesy but I needed to let you know how I feel and apparently I can spill my heart out on paper then with my mouth. I know you want to marry me someday, (if you didn't my father would have already had you killed), but all I ask is that you wait until I am ready to take that step again. We can be the family who gets the stare because we're not married and having kids, but I don't care. I will be happy because I get to spend those moments with you and our girls. Don't worry about my family, they are a bunch of nuts but they can see how much I love you and my dad sees how much you love me. I talked to daddy when you left to get the ice cream, he told me about everything you talked about and that he has faith in you and that he thinks you will be an amazing father and husband. He approves of you baby and to me that's the best thing. Deep down I knew he didn't approve of George and I tried to make myself believe that he did for my own sanity but knowing that he approves of you makes our love more real to me. Sorry I'm rambling here and trying not to fall asleep. It's funny how your brain decides to work the moment your body is ready to relax. Right now your children (I say that because they are impossible to reason with) are sleeping, finally so I take that as my cue to end this. Just remember Mark, as much as you may think you will make a horrible father, I have faith in you and that's enough. Together we can do anything. I love you Mark Sloan.
Forever and only yours,
Callie XO
Mark read the letter over and over again, making sure every word was etched in his memory. It was like she had channeled every feeling and though that had gone through his mind a thousand times over. He closed the card and looked at the cover. It was a photo card. In the slot of the card was a sonogram picture that showed both of the babies. Below the picture Callie had written Merry Christmas Daddy. Mark let a single tear fall from his eyes and he wiped it away. He kissed the front of card and tucked it safely in the pocket of his hoodie.
After putting the ice cream and hot fudge in their places, Mark made his way back up to his sleeping girlfriend. He loved the site of her exposed belly and the way her long eyelashes rested gently on her cheeks. He kicked his shoes off and climbed into the bed, not bothering to undress. When he wrapped his arms around her, her body automatically adjusted to him and she moved closer to him. He kissed her cheek and soon fell asleep.
