an emotional chapter 6 with little details revealed.
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A last effort and she might be able to evacuate all the emotions she was keeping for herself.
Kate was waiting for her in front of the door. It was almost dark outside and she was a little late. She had wanted to come for month but wasn't able to take the course.
But Kate had insisted and she hoped it would help her.
She had told Callie how it had saved her. It was not easy in the begining. But once you were in the process, she assured her she would find some peace and maybe, some solace to her distress.
« Hey ! Sorry, I'm late. » Callie nervously smiled.
« It's okay, there's not really a time to arrive. The most important is that you're here. » Kate smiled.
The two women met two years ago at the hospital. Kate's daughter, Emma, needed a hip reparation and Callie had operated on her.
The relations between the mother and the daughter seemed complicated and Callie had tried to ease the tension between them as she worked on Emma's case.
She learned that since Emma's twin sister died in an accident the year prior, the young girl had been really depressed and she had turn her sadness and her anger toward her parents, shutting them off.
Kate's was at loss. Her husband had started drinking and was drowning himself in work to avoid the conflict with his daughter.
Her only child was mistreating her and the family was totaly falling apart .
A few months later, they were back at Seattle grace for a check up after Emma's surgery, and the family Callie rediscovered was more united than ever.
It was the total opposite of what she had witnessed the first time she met them.
As she talked with Kate, she learned she found a way to deal with the aftermath of the loss of her daughter and managed to stand up.
She and Callie kept in touch for a while and Kate had learned more about her and about her personnal situation. That's how they became friends.
Kate was her shoulder to cry on because she understood Callie's pain. She had undergo it and she wanted to help. She had told her she needed to talk about it and she knew how she could do it.
That's why Callie was here that night, nervous as hell.
« Let's get in ! »
Kate opened the doors and lead Callie to the center of the room where a dozen people were gathered in circle, sitting on chair and listening to one of them.
The two friends quietly grabbed chairs and joined them.
They listened respectfully to two testimonies before the person in charge of the groupe smiled at the newcomer.
Callie smiled in return, not wanted to talk. She was not really convinced by the utility of the support group system. And she wouldn't share her pain with strangers when she had been unable to figure things out with her own wife.
« It was the worst period of my life. But after everything, I finaly made peace with myself, and I'm in a better place now. I will always miss him, but now I'm able to talk about what happened openly, and I'm not mad and sad all the time. »
The group applaused the man who had just share his experience with respect. Some of the members gently pating his shoulder to show their support.
« Anyone else want to share ? » the leader of the group asked around. « Kate's friend maybe ? »
« Oh, no... No thanks... I'm good... » Callie mumbled. « I came here to... Kate had been talking about your group for so long... I'm just accompanying her. »
« Ok, maybe another time. » The man replied.
« I don't know if I'll come back, it's just a... It's just curiosity. Sorry... » Callie tried to justify herself as every eyes were now on her. But strangely, she wasn't feeling suffocated. On the contrary, she felt comfortable.
« I mean, it's not just curiosity because I've been throught what you've been trought and I'm not sure I'm... » Callie hesitated. « I'm still … I have to work on it I guess... »
She stopped and looked around her. She felt only support and respect in the other people eyes.
« We are on friday. And I hate fridays... It's been three years since I lost my son. »
Kate put her hands on Callie's knee to reassure her support.
« It's been so long since I talk about him... » Callie wiped the tears emanating from her eye discretely. « My w... My ex wife and I we were expecting our second child. We already had a three year old son, and we just had a rough year. She was injured in a crash and lost a leg. She lost her father from a heart attack and her best friend from cancer in a short amount of time the same year and we thought we needed something positive to move on. We always wanted more kids, and it was a beautiful project. So we tried, and it worked the third time. I carried our first son, and she wanted to carry the second one.»
Callie paused for her minute. She realised how easy it was to speak, even if it was painful.
« So it worked, and we were pregnant. » She smiled with melancholy and sadness. « We learned that we were expecting twins on a friday. I remember her face when she saw the ultrasound. She was in heaven. I was totaly excited. It was a big news. We were thrilled. It was a boy and a girl. And things fell apart pretty quick. We learned that our boy was severely sick. Different options were brought by the doctors. And we knew everything about that because we are both doctors. »
Callie paused again, remembering the fight she and Arizona had. It had been the most horrible perido of her life and it was in a way the begining of the end of their mariage.
« We did not had the same point of view about how to deal with our options. We were in total opposition. And then... Well, finally, she took my side and we tried to do everything we can for the pregnancy to be ok. In the end, the babies were born on a friday again. » Callie remebered. «It was horrible. We were planing the birth of our daughter who appeared to be healthy, and we were already talking about the funerals of our son the same day. We were barely able to communicate our feelings and we fought all the time.
"It was hard. My ex wife had a severe bleeding. She was took the OR as soon as she delivered the babies. And she made it, as always. She's almost immortal. »
The members of the group smiled at the comment and Callie continued.
« And, I don't want to enter in the details but our daughter, Olivia was a beautiful baby. She was strong and amazing. And so was Terry. He was so small and so pale. I was alone with them for the first hours, as my ex wife was in surgery. And I bond with them immediately. But we knew Terry was very, very deeply sick. It was almost a miracle he survived his birth. And he fight to stay alive. He fight hard. But as my wife was getting away from me and our family emotionally, Terry's state deteriorate slowly. But each day he was fighting. And we gave him all we could give him but... »
Callie's emotion were overwhelming her. Kate pated her back in support to help her revealing the so hard truth. « But he died a little more than a month later, on a friday again. And since then, I hate fridays.»
Callie burst in sob in front of everybody. It had been so long since she had allowed herself to think about it. She tried so hard to forgot the pain but it was impossible.
And crying all the tears she had kept, in front of those strangers, she didn't realise that in the back od the room, near the coffee and the cakes the members would share after their emotional confession, there was a personn almost hidden from her.
A little blond woman she used to love was leaning against the wall, totaly frozen in place, and she was crying in silence.