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"Get out!" Cristina yelled as she burst through Callie and Mark's bedroom door. Mark sat up, covering his and his wife's naked forms.
"Yang, what the hell?" He demanded. Callie sat up, clutching the sheet around her and raised an eyebrow at Cristina. She was on the verge of tears.
"Mark, go." She said, calmly. He looked to her about to protest when she gave him one of those looks. The kind of look that tells you "my best friend needs me." Mark sighed and pulled the blanket from the bed, wrapping it around his lower half and left the room. Cristina shut the door behind him and then climbed into the large bed with Callie.
"What happened?" Callie asked, concerned as she tugged Mark's abandoned t-shirt over her head. Cristina looked up at her, shock written across her face. Callie cocked her head to the side, waiting for Cristina to say something.
"I can't help unless you tell me what happened. I'm not a mind reader."
Cristina sighed.
"Jay proposed." She said, calmly. Her hands played with the trim that adorned the sheets. Callie wanted to smile and yell but Cristina's reactions weren't that of a happily engaged woman.
"Oh. What did you say?"
"Nothing, I left him in the room, alone. He just asked me."
"What? My brother proposed to you and you left without giving him an answer?"
"Look, I didn't know what to say. I don't even know if I can marry him. We've known each other for what a total of 6, 7 months tops. I knew Burke a little more than that and you know what happened there."
"Yes, there's a difference though, a big difference. My brother isn't Burke. He loves you, Cris. I've never seen him this happy with anyone before. Plus he go the same speech you did, only his was more threatening. If he hurts you or even thinks about leaving you at the alter I'll castrate him and then feed it to him." Callie explained, her face not even showing a sign of joking. Cristina let out a small laugh.
"You know you're scary as hell."
"Damn straight, and don't you for get it. How do you feel about him Cristina?"
"I love him. I love him more than I ever though I could. You know how Mark makes you feel when he just walks into a room and smiles at you? It's the same with Jay. I just don't know if I'm wife material. I'm never home, I'm married to the hospital. Jay understands that though. He said that he didn't want to change that about me because he knows that I love my job. But what if I screw it all up. What if I do marry him and he realizes that he made a mistake?"
"Cris, listen to what you just said. You love him. He's not going to realize he made a mistake because he loves you and wants to spend the rest of his life with you." She said, wrapping her arm around Cristina's shoulder as best she could while still holding the sheet.
"Ok, ok. But how pissed would your mother be if we eloped?" she asked. Callie chuckled.
"My mother would kick your ass. But my mother will let you make the wedding plans since you technically aren't her daughter."
"God! As long as there's no church and cotton candy bridesmaids, then we won't elope."
"You do remember I am her only daughter and she let me get married in my back yard right?"
"Yeah, yeah." She said, rolling her eyes.
"Now, go tell my brother yes before I kick your ass for making him suffer." She said, pushing her out of the bed.
"Oh and you owe me for kicking my husband out of our bed." She said, raising her eyebrow.
"Fine, I'll take twin duty tonight."
"That works. Thank you. Now get out and please return my half naked man to me." She demanded. Cristina left the room rolling her eyes and muttering something about the two of them being horn dogs. Mark was pacing the hallway when she emerged.
"You can return to your woman. Thanks for letting me steal her for a while. You have the night with her. Jay and I are taking twin duty." She said, and slipped back into her bedroom. Her heart fell as she saw him still sitting on the bed. The strawberries were scattered across the floor and he was rolling the ring between his fingers. His head shot up as he heard the door quietly close. Cristina slowly walked over to him and planted a soft kiss on his lips.
"Ask me again." She muttered as she pulled away. Jay looked up at her, confusion spread across his face.
'What?"
"Ask me the question again." She said, taking his face in her hands. Jay caught on and smiled.
"Will you marry me Cristina?" he asked once more. She nodded slowly and kissed him softly. Jay stood to his feet, deepening the kiss, and picked her up as he held onto her. She pulled away and smiled at him.
"Just promise me one thing." She whispered.
"Anything."
"Don't leave."
"Never."
"What was that all about?" Mark asked as he climbed into the bed with his wife. Callie snuggled against him and smiled.
"You'll find out in the morning. Now, you have me for the rest of the night. You'd better use it to your advantage." She said, rolling over to face him. Mark smirked and did just that.
*****
The ceremony was simple just as Callie promised it would be. They got married in Callie and Mark's back yard with only Meredith, Callie's parents, brothers and Cristina's mother as guests. Cristina was reluctant to wear another wedding dress but Callie finally convinced her to wear something simple. She wore a spaghetti strapped gown that flowed around her small frame. Jay thought she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. She told him he would never live down the fact that he cried the moment she stepped out of he back door. Neither had a bridesmaid or groomsman. They just want the two of them. Callie had never seen Cristina happier than the minute the preacher announced that she was officially a Torres woman. During the reception Callie took Cristina to the side just to talk to her.
"You're officially my sister, how weird does that sound?" she asked, chuckling as she nudged her with her shoulder.
"Actually, it's not weird. I've always been an only child and I though the closest thing I'd ever come to a sister was Meredith. But you take the cake. Hell we're legally related now." She said as she finished off her glass of champagne. She set the glass down and picked up another. Callie put her hand on Cristina's and forced it down.
"Easy. We don't need a drunk bride." She said, shaking her head.
"Callie, I need to be drunk to deal with my mother. You've met her. You know the crazy Asian chick out there. The one who was appalled by the fact that I didn't have any guests." She said, pointing to her mother who was currently talking to Callie's mother. Rosa looked very bored as she listened to the much shorter woman babble. Callie caught her glance and smiled sweetly. Rosa pursed her lips together and then turned back to Cristina's mother and smiled again.
"See! She's talking your mom's ear off. She hates me now. I've given her the worst in law in the world."
"Would you just shut up. My mother doesn't hate you. She adores you. She'll get over your mother or strangle her one. It's a good thing a whole continent separates them. Now stop drinking and go dance with my brother. He looks like a lost puppy. Mark can only talk to him so much. My man has a one track mind." She said, and smirked as she walked back to Mark.
"I know you secretly want him, but your wife is trying to drink herself into a stupor. Please go save her." She said as she slipped her arm into Mark's.
"You have me confused for Nicky." Jaime said and walked to Cristina, who still stood at the champagne, staring at it like it were liquid gold. Her hand reached out to grab a glass and Jaime grabbed it, spinning her around in his arms.
"Now, why are you trying to drink away any inhibitions you have? I want my wife very alert tonight." He said as he pulled her close to him, leading her away from the table.
"Just one more glass please? I need to be a little bit drunk, so I don't have to care about what my mother says." She said, glancing back.
"No, don't worry about her. She's not the important one today. You are. This is your day and I won't let her ruin it. Besides, she with my mother, my mom doesn't let anyone hurt her children, family or not." He explained and began to sway with her as the music softly played from the stereo on the porch. Cristina laid her head against his chest, listening to the beat of his heart. She felt safe and happy in his arms. She would always love Burke, but it was nothing in comparison to how she felt about Jay.
"I won't, I promise. Thank you." She whispered as she looked up at him. He looked down at her, tenderly kissing her.
"You're welcome, but I should thank you."
"For what?"
"For
saying yes."
"You're welcome." She said and laid her head
against his chest again. Callie danced with Mark and watched her
brother with his new wife. She smiled warmly at the two of them. It
was a match that no one would ever have thought sane but it worked.
Jay brought the best in Cristina. Callie couldn't have asked for a
better sister-in-law.
