Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's Anatomy. If I did Mark would be trying to get Callie not Hahn!
Callie refused to get out of bed the day her parents had to leave. She decided that if she didn't say goodbye they wouldn't have to leave. Her father had always told them that he could never leave without a kiss and a hug goodbye, so she refused to give him either. She wanted them here for the birth of the twins and she wanted her mother here for the remainder of her pregnancy. The closer she got to her due date the more frightened she got. She was currently laying on her side her pillow over her head, trying to drown out the sound of the constant knocking on her bedroom door.
"Calliope get out of that be, this instant. You're acting like a two year old!" he mother yelled from the other side.
"No! I don't want you to leave! I need you guys here! And as much as you don't believe me mother, I need you too!" she yelled back.
"You're a grown woman, Calliope. You can handle this. We promise we'll come back when they're born." Rosa said, calmly as she entered the room.
"No I can't. I scared and you're leaving me here! I know I pull off the tough girl thing but I'm not!"
"Calliope Iphegenia, did I just here you admit that you are scared?"
"Yes, which is why you can't leave me. You have to stay. You can stay in the guesthouse as long as you want. I'll do anything, but please stay here."
"Callie you know we can't, you're father…"
"That's a cop out and you know it. Daddy would stay if I asked him."
Rosa sighed and climbed into the bed behind her daughter. She wrapped her arms around her and held on to her.
"Callie do you really want us here?" she asked, softly.
"Yes, would I be in here, crying if I didn't?"
"No, you don't cry unless something's really wrong."
"Exactly and I was going to pull out all stops to keep you here, including using my daddy skills."
"Which is why I came up here. He would have said yes at the drop of a hat. He can never say no to you." She said, as she began to rub her daughter baby bump.
"I know. They are saying hi to their grandma." She said, placing her arms around her mothers.
"I'm so proud of you Callie."
Callie turned her head and looked at her mother.
"Really?"
"Yes, I am. I know I was upset by the pregnancy at first but I'm very proud of how you are handling this. You are a strong woman and I'm proud to call you my daughter."
"Thank you mom, you have no idea how that much that means to me."
"You're welcome baby. Not will you please get out of this bed, you need to eat and I'll not have you starving my grandchildren."
"Only if you promise you're not leaving."
"We won't leave Calliope. But only your father and I. Nicky and Alejandro need to get back. Nicky has a new line he has to get up and Alejandro will have to run things back home while we're here."
"Thank you!" Callie exclaimed, wrapping her arms around her mother's neck.
"Ok, ok. Get out of bed, and we're going shopping today. You need suitable maternity clothes."
"Mom! I refuse to wear anything that makes me look like a giant."
"Do you think I would let you? You're mother was a very stylish pregnant woman and you my dear daughter will be to." She said, putting her finger under Callie's chin and kissing the tip of her nose.
"Ok, fine. Mark is at work and I thankfully have the day off. Richard gave me today off to spend it with you guys before you left."
"You're taking a lot of time off, doesn't that interfere with you're promotion."
"No actually, I'm splitting the responsibilities with a fellow resident. Richard saw that it was a tough job for just one person and with everything that has happened he made us split it and I have no problem with that." She said, finally sitting up in the bed. Her stomach grumbled.
"I told you that you needed to eat. You forget I was pregnant three times Calliope, I don know a few things."
"Which is why I need you here. I'm terrified of everything."
"Callie, you're going to be just fine. And I'm not going anywhere. How can I when you're sitting here looking at me like that. Now I know why your father can't say no to you. Come on let's get out of here before your father thinks I strangled you for acting like a child." She said, chuckling. Callie giggled as her mother got off them bed and she followed suit. Her mother glanced back at her and just stared as Callie tugged her shirt around her belly.
"What?"
"You look absolutely stunning. Pregnancy is very you." Rosa said smiling. Callie smiled back and walked over to her, hugging her.
"Thank you for being here Mom. I mean that."
In the few months that past Callie found herself growing more with each passing day. She was in constant pain and it was all Mark could do to rub her back but nothing seemed to help. Callie's mother had tried comforting him and telling him there was nothing he could do but be there for her. He seemed like he was useless. Callie was carrying his children and it was hell on her body. He made it a point to make sure she was comfortable. When she hit her 8th month Richard made her take her leave, causing the biggest tantrum he had ever seen. She yelled at him in Spanish, making the poor man fear for his life. After he calmly stated that she had to for the babies' sake she calmed down and agreed to take her leave.
At 8 ½ months pregnant, Callie felt like a whale. She waddled through the kitchen, searching for something to eat. Her mother shook her head and chuckled lightly at her daughter.
"Calliope what are you looking for?" she asked, as Callie, rummaged through the snack cabinet. Callie turned to her, her belly poking out and shrugged.
"I don't know. I know when I see it." She said, turning back to the cabinet. She placed her hand against her back ad moaned at the aching sensation. Rosa walked over to her and applied pressure against her back.
"Mmmm… that feels great mom."
"Good, now have you found what you're looking for?"
"No. Oh, wait. I've got it." She said, reaching in and pulling out a bag of Dill Pickle potato chips. She pulled the clip off and opened the bag. Reaching, she grabbed a large chip and put it into her mouth.
"That's better. God I wish my back would stop hurting."
"How long has it been hurting Callie?" Rosa asked, suspiciously.
"Off and on all day. It's nothing mom, just back pain. I'm fine."
"I'm sure you are, but you're close to delivery and they've already dropped. You need to take it easy."
"God, you sound like Mark." She said huffing. She slammed the door on the cabinet shut and stomped off. She sat down on the couch and flipped on the TV, and angrily ate her chips.
"What's wrong?" he mother asked, sitting beside her.
"I'm tired of everyone treating me like a piece of glass. Daddy frets over every little thing; Mark watches my every move and you, you ask me questions and assume that every ache and pain I have means I'm in labor! Just lay off, all of you!" she said, her voice rising with every word. Rosa threw her hands up and stood up. She knew first hand what Callie was going through.
"Ok, ok, just calm down. I'll go make you some tea." She said, and started to walk away.
Callie clutched the bag of chips, crushing every fragile piece of potato.
"Mommy, don't go!" she yelled. Rosa turned around. Something was wrong. Callie never called her mommy. Callie was holding the bag so tightly that her knuckles started to turn white. The look on her face was of pain and discomfort.
"Callie, are you having a contraction?" she asked, rushing over to her. Callie nodded and Rosa pried the bag from Callie's hand. She reached behind her and rubbed small circles into Callie's back.
"Just breathe." Rosa said, calmly. Callie breathed deeply, in through her nose and out through her mouth, not taking her eyes off her mother. She relaxed into the couch and sighed.
"Is it over?'
"Yes. Damn it, I need to call Mark."
"Just hold on Callie, you're just starting labor. It's going to be a while."
"I know mom, but I still need to call him. He'll freak if I just show up at the hospital and announce that I'm in labor."
"True, but don't alarm him. Just explain that you're having contractions and…"
"Mom!"
"Ok, ok, I'm sorry."
"Go tell Daddy and Jaime. Call Nicky too. I want him here if he can get a flight out." She said, getting up.
"Oh no you don't sit you butt back down. I'll bring the phone to you." She said, pulling Callie back to the couch. Callie folded her arms across her chest as her mother handed her the telephone.
"Stop whining. You're about to become a mother, it's time to grow up."
"There's one thing you must know, mother of mine. I may grow older but I refuse to grow up." She said, taking the phone. She dialed the number to Mark's pager, leaving the number 22 on it.
Mark was just finishing the last few stitches on a face lift when his pager went off.
"Someone get that." He called, not taking his eyes off the patient. George O'Malley picked up the pager and looked down at it, confused.
"Dr. Sloan, it says 22." He said, holding the pager up. Mark's eyes widened and he glanced up.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, sir."
"Shit"
"Is everything ok?"
"Yes, no, hell I don't know."
"Sir, what does that mean?"
"It's Callie's page. 22 means she's in labor and I'm stuck suturing a face!"
"Oh…oh! Do you want me to finish up the stitches?"
"No, I just finished the last one. You need to finish up here. I have to go. She's completely finished. Just get her off the table and in post –op." he said, as he laid his tools down. He ran out of the OR, leaving a very broken-hearted George behind.
"Mother! They're coming back! Oh god damn it!" she yelled, through the house. Rosa came running back into the living room. Callie was still on the couch this time clutching the cushions, as she tried to breathe through the contraction.
"It's not working! Why isn't it working?!" she yelled. Rosa resumed working circle into the small of her back.
"You need to relax and breathe. If you tense up they will only hurt worse." She explained. Callie relaxed a little and breathes deeply.
"Oh forget this natural crap, I want the epidural the minute I get to the hospital!"
"I figured you would. You never were one for pain. I remember one time you fell from the garden wall and cut open your knee. You screamed so loud and the sound was horrendous. Your father and I came running out to find you on the ground clutching your knee. When we cleaned it up it was a mere scratch but the sound you made sounded as if it had ripped knee open. It was so minor you don't even have a scar."
"Mother, can we please not talk about how much of a baby I am when it comes to pain. In labor here, don't you think I know that!" she said, as the pain started to reside. She relaxed and closed her eyes.
'That's my girl just rest. You're in for a long road, especially if you take after me. I was in labor with Nicky for 15 hours."
"Oh, great."
"You little missy, were the stubborn one. They had to induce my labor because you were two weeks past your due date. After 19 hours of labor and 3 hours of pushing you refused to come. They finally did a cesarean and then you decided not to breathe, nearly giving me a heart attack."
"Mother would you stop it! You're scaring me. You shouldn't be telling me these stories as I'm about to give birth."
"Oh right sorry. I'm trying to lighten the mood."
"Yeah, well it's not working. Where the hell is Mark. I paged him a half hour ago."
"I'm right here." He said, rushing into the door. Callie smiled and Rosa nodded as she left the two alone. He placed his hand on her stomach and Callie placed hers on top of his.
"How are you?"
"I've been better."
"Ok, how far apart are the contractions and how many have you had?"
"30 minutes and 2."
"Ok, we've got a while. Do you want to go to the hospital now?"
"Hell yes! I want the damn epidural. There's no way in hell I'm going to sit here and go through al this pain for any longer than I have to." She said, causing mark to chuckle.
"Ok, let's get you in the car. Is your bag upstairs?"
"No, mom brought it down. I told her I was leaving as soon as you got here." She said, pointing to the bag in the corner.
"What about the teddy bears and your pillow?"
"Both are there, behind the bag."
"Should we tell your parents' we're leaving?"
"They are getting in the car as we speak so let's go. Oh and on the way call Addie and tell her to get her ass on a plane and get here. Oh shit, call Cristina. She'll have my head ass if I don't tell her that they are coming."
"Ok." He said, getting her bag and other things. He wrapped his arm around her waist and helped her out to the car. Once in Mark grabbed his phone and called Addison first.
"Addie, it's Mark. In the words of my very pregnant girlfriend, get your ass on a plane and get here, the girls are coming." He said. Mark put it on speakerphone just as Addison started to laugh.
"Yeah sure, laugh at your laboring friend. Very nice Addison." Callie said, sarcastically.
"Sorry Callie. I'm booking a ticket now. There's a flight leaving in 30 minutes and there's an available ticket. I'll be there soon. You should be fine until I get here. It's your first baby and it's multiples so you're going to be there a while."
"Yeah, so I've been told."
"Oh, you'll be ok, especially after the drugs. I'll see you as soon as I get there. Take care of her Mark!" Addison scolded.
"Ok, bye" she said, and the line went dead.
Mark hit the end button and then called Cristina.
"What do you want, sperm donor?"
"Hello to you to, Yang. I'm just calling to tell you that your best friend just so happens to be in labor."
"Oh, where are you guys?"
"We're on the freeway. We're nearly there."
"Ok, I'll tell Alex you're on your way. He'll make sure she's admitted immediately." She said hanging up her phone.
12 hours later, Callie was growing restless. But she thanked the anesthesiologist several times for making the pain go away. Addison stood on her left, mark on her right and Cristina sitting by her feet. Rosa made Emilio and Jaime leave, Callie wasn't very comfortable with her father and brother seeing her parts, let alone watching a child being pushed through them. She now sat in a chair, close to Callie's bed. Addison had offered to deliver the babies but Callie wanted her support as her friend not barking orders at her to push. Alex came into the room.
"How are you doing Callie?" he asked, as he sat down on a stool.
"Better if you tell me I can start to push." She said, causing everyone to laugh.
"Let me do a quick exam and I'll tell you if you can. You know the drill." He said, as he pulled on his gloves. Callie raised her knees and Alex slipped in two fingers and then smiled.
"You're fully dilated. You can start pushing." He said, as he pulled his fingers out. He pulled off his gloves and put on knew ones as Addison and Mark, helped Callie move down in the bed and put her legs in the stirrups.
"This is so not, comfortable." She sighed as she became completely exposed.
Mark leaned over and kissed her cheek, then bushed the tray hair that fell from her ponytail from her face.
"Ok, Callie, even though you have the epidural, you're still going to feel the pressure from the delivery." Alex said, as he sat back down. Callie nodded.
"Mark, help her push." Addison said, nodding to the bed. Mark slipped off his shoes and settled himself behind her. Cristina took Marks spot on her right. Callie smiled and thanked her for being there. Cristina shrugged and smirked.
"Ok, Callie give me a big push." Alex said. Mark leaned into her as she pushed, she grabbed Cristina and Addison's hands as she pushed. Rosa, turned her head to one side, she couldn't watch as her baby girl went through this. She was surprised to hear Callie not screaming at the top of her lungs. Instead when she looked back, Callie was focused and pushing with all her might. A tear fell down her cheek and she quickly wiped it away before anyone saw.
After 20 minutes of pushing, Baby Girl A started to crown. Alex urged her to push and Rosa and opted to stand behind Alex, to actually watch as her granddaughter came into the world. Callie took a deep breath and pushed hard, using mark as leverage. Rosa clutched her hand to her chest as she watched the tiny head emerged from Callie's body. Her hand flew to her mouth when the little girl was finally free from her daughter. Alex quickly placed the baby on Callie's chest. Callie made her mother cut the cord, because Mark was too engrossed by the appearance of his daughter. Rosa sobbed as she cut it. Alex took the baby from Callie and placed her in the warmer, long enough to get the second baby. 15 minutes later the second little girl was born. Callie cuddled both of her girls against her chest as Mark stared in awe at the two little beings that were totally and completely his. He leaned over her and touched both girls carefully.
"Relax, daddy, they aren't going to break." Addison joked. Callie giggled and looked up at Mark. He looked back at her and pressed a soft kiss against her lips.
"I love you, Callie, will you marry me?" he asked, causing everyone in the room to stop breathing as they waited for Callie's answer.
"You're serious?"
"Yes, I even went out and bought the ring." He said, fishing through his pockets. He removed a small navy box and opened it, revealing a 1 karat princess cut diamond set in white gold. Callie looked at it then back at Mark, gently biting her lip.
"Yes." She whispered.
"Yes?"
"Yes, now put that gorgeous ring on my finger." She said. Addison took the baby in Callie's left hand as Cristina too the one on the right. Mark slipped the ring into placed and then kissed her.
'Did we miss it?!" Nicky yelled, as he burst through the door. Callie laughed and pointed to both sides of her.
"Oh my god! They are just perfect! My little models!' I brought a prototype! They'd better be wearing them home." He said, handing Callie two bags. She reached in and pulled out matching outfits. Each tiny dress was a satin material with chiffon draped over them. She glanced at the name on the tags.
"I love the name of the design! Oh speaking off, I need to get that part over with." She said, laying the dresses across her lap.
"Addie, Cristina, come here." She said, motioning for them to sit on the bed. Both women sat down. Callie looked up at Mark and he nodded for her to continue.
"Ok, so we had a hell of a time trying to name them and then figure out which of you would be god-mother. Neither of us could choose between you. So Addie, Cristina meet your god-daughters, Montgomery Anne, Annie, and Maddilynn Cristine, Maddie." She said, pointing to each baby. Addie held Annie and Cristina held Maddie.
"Really?" Both women, said in unison. Callie and Mark nodded. Cristina broke her mold completely and kicked the tiny girl she held in her arms, eliciting awe from everyone in the room.
"Leave me alone! I'm allowed to spoil!" she snapped, causing everyone to laugh.
Emilio came into the room and his heart stopped as he saw the two pink bundles. He walked over to the bed, grabbing Rosa's hand in the process.
"Guys, give them to my parents. They need to meet their grandchildren." She said. Cris and Addie handed the babies off. Both started to cry.
"Oh, Calliope they are gorgeous. They look like you did when you were their size." Her father stated, as he leaned into kiss the tiny girls cheek.
"Almost, Emilio, they both have my eyes and feet. Poor girls." Mark said from behind her.
"Oh daddy, you'll be happy to know that Mark asked me to marry him and I said yes." She said, holding her hand up for him to see.
"Oh he finally got the nerve to ask you?" he asked.
'What? You knew?"
"Of course I knew. He came to me last week and asked my permission to marry you." He said, not removing his gaze from little Annie. Callie looked up at Mark and smiled.
"You asked my father to marry me?" she asked.
"Guilty."
"I love you Mark."
"I love you to Callie." He said pressing a kiss onto her soft lips.
