Four Weeks Later

I had gotten used to being pregnant and throwing up every morning, but that still didn't make it fun. Mark had basically moved in with me. He was out on his morning run when the nausea decided to rear its ugly head. I was still throwing up when he got back. I could hear him drop his keys and run to the bathroom when he heard me throwing up. He was holding my hair back before I could even really process the fact that the footsteps had stopped. He held my hair back and rubbed soft circles on my back until I was finished.

"When did Addison say the morning sickness would stop?" Mark asked.

"Fifteen weeks." I told him and leaned back against him.

"Three more weeks!" Mark exclaimed. I nodded. "Cal, how are you going to make it?" He asked concerned. I shrugged.

"The same way every woman before me has. You suck it up." I said. Mark grinned. I pulled myself up onto my feet. Mark jumped up next to me when I wobbled slightly. "Calm down Mark." I said pushing him away and washed my hands before picking up my toothbrush and beginning to brush my teeth.

"Pardon me for worrying." He smirked. I rolled my eyes and finished brushing my teeth. He just stood there watching me. Then I striped off my pajamas and hopped into the shower. Mark ended up in the shower with me. I shook my head and got out of the shower when he got in.

"Not today." I told him and began to get dressed.

"Aw. Come on Torres." Mark complained poking his head out the shower door.

"Mark, I really don't feel like it." I pushed and started pulling my long raven colored hair into a ponytail. He sighed and stuck his head back in the shower and closed the door. I had another appointment with Addison today and I was a bit nervous. I left the apartment without Mark. I felt like walking to work alone so I could have some time to think. It was actually warm and sunny today which was a rarity in Seattle. I stopped by a coffee stand on the way to work and purchased a hazelnut mocha Frappuccino. By the time I got to work I had five minutes before my appointment. So I finished my Frappuccino and headed to Addison's office. She was sitting with her face down on her desk. She looked stressed.

"Addison?" I asked knocking on the door frame. She looked up slowly.

"Hey Callie." She acknowledged and began shuffling papers around on her desk.

"Are you okay?" I asked. She nodded.

"Yeah, I'm great." She said.

"Addison, something's up, you're not decked out in the latest designer clothes. Tell me what's up." I pressed leaning on the door frame.

"I'm just tired." She confessed. I nodded.

"Maybe you should go home? I'm sure Richard would give you the day off." I suggested. Addison shook her head and checked her watch.

"No, I'm fine. It's time for your appointment anyways." She said and stood up from her desk. I followed her to the Maternity floor's exam room. She ran a normal checkup and then an ultrasound. The fetus looked good and healthy. I still didn't have much of a bump, what little bump I did have was easily concealed under my scrubs. The only people who I had directly told were Addison, Bailey, and Mark, but with the way news and rumors travelled around Seattle Grace, I was certain almost everyone knew.

"Are you sure you are okay?" I asked while she checked my blood pressure. She nodded.

"Positive, how are you and Mark?" She asked scribbling something down on my chart.

"He's way too attached and possessive. I kind of want to just do this on my own. I thought I liked him maybe even loved him, but I don't." I said.

"I'm moving to LA." Addison confessed.

"Why?" I asked.

"Naomi offered me a job and being around Derek and not being able to be with him is just too hard." She explained.

"I'll move with you." I decided.

"Callie, are you sure?" Addison asked in disbelief. I nodded firmly.

"Mark is smothering and I don't want to do this with him. And just everything here reminds me of George; the scrub room, the on call room on the ortho floor where we created this miraculous kid growing inside of me, OR 2 where we first kissed, and the Archfield. I can't be here anymore Addison, it's killing me." I told her. Addison nodded.

"Okay, if you are sure. I'll ask Naomi if they have any openings." Addison agreed. I stood up.

"I need to go tell Richard." I told her. Addison stood up too.

"Are you going to tell Mark?" She asked. I shook my head.

"He'll try to follow me or stop me and I just can't be here anymore, and I don't want to be with him. I can't." I told her and followed her into the hallway. Addison went to go file my test results and I went to go talk to the chief. I walked into Richard's office scared out of my mind with no idea what to say. I cleared my throat and he looked up at me.

"Dr. Torres! What can I do for you?" He asked.

"Chief, I'm here to resign." I told him nervously. He looked completely shocked and utterly confused.

"Why?" He asked.

"I have to get away from here. Everything reminds me of George. I see him everywhere and it hurts. I can't live like this. I can't bring a child into this world living like this. I need to move on and I can't do that here." I said explaining it the best that I could. He sighed and shuffled through some papers. He pulled out a packet of three pieces of paper stuck together out.

"I really hate to see you go Torres, but you're right, you need to move on and be happy. So if you'll just sign here, your last day will be Friday." He told me pointing to a dotted line. "I'll do my best to keep this quiet." He said. I nodded and signed on the dotted line. I smiled.

"It was great working here Richard. It really was. I learned so much here. Thank you." I told him and left his office. I met Addison in the Attending's lounge. She was reclining on the couch drinking a cup of coffee.

"What'd he say?" Addison asked me when I sat down next to her.

"Friday is my last day." I told her. She nodded and got up to pour me a cup of coffee. She sat back down on the couch and handed me my cup.

"To LA!" She announced. I grinned and sipped my coffee.

"How am I supposed to pack with Mark living with me?" I asked a few minutes later.

"Tell him you want some space for a few days, you're pregnant which means your hormones are all over the place so it wouldn't be that unusual." Addison suggested. I nodded.

"I guess he'll respect that." I shrugged. Addison nodded.