Author's Notes: Hi, readers. Here's chapter eight of "Turnaround." This chapter has lots of Gary/Callie. There is also sexual content. Like before, do not read it if it makes you uncomfortable. Otherwise, you may read at your own risk. Dino and his girlfriend will be introduced in the next chapter or so. Stay tuned for chapter nine.
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Chapter 8: Some Sleeplessness/Fierce Passion
Gary stood before the window of his and Callie's room around midnight. He had his hands behind his back. He observed a pigeon flying by. He looked over his shoulder at her. She was asleep in their full bed. She lay on her side with her hand by her face. She buried it deep into the pillow before letting out a contented sigh. She inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly.
He tried not to smile, but he couldn't help himself. He thought she looked like an angel. He never thought he would find a wife and adopt two teen children in his forties. He saw so much of himself in Ray with a similar desire for children and being rejected by women when he revealed it to them. He often wondered if he was destined to be alone. He felt forever grateful to Callie, Trevor, and Phoebe for coming into his life as he knew he would never be lonely again.
He looked around the medium-sized room. It contained an oak dresser and two pine nightstands. The walls happened to be dark blue with splotches of light blue all over them. A desk with a computer attached to the wall by a cable modem was off in the corner. A flat-screened TV was attached to the wall above the dresser. A DVD player sat on top of the dresser. He turned his attention back to the window.
Gary looked up at the sky, seeing it had clouded over. A flash of lightning lit it up rather brightly. A thunderclap sounded in the distance right after. The pigeon spread its wings and flew away. Rain began to splatter against the window. He started to step away from it, only to bump into Callie as she came up behind him. He turned around with a shocked gasp.
"Callie, I'm sorry! I didn't know you were there!" he yelled guiltily.
"It's okay, Gary," she assured. She looked over his shoulder as lightning brightened up the sky again. "I can see why you stepped away."
"Yeah," Gary admitted while turning around to face the window. "I was told all my life never to stand to windows during thunderstorms."
"I was too," Callie said, crossing her arms. "When you are told not to do something, it often sticks with you."
"Overpasses were thought to be good tornado shelters until the Moore tornado on May 3, 1999," Gary said, shuddering in fear. "Three people were killed at three different overpasses. I was living in Tulsa at the time. I took shelter in my childhood home twice."
"I have no doubt that was scary," Callie said, raising her eyebrows.
"Oh, it was," Gary whispered, cringing badly. "The first tornado emergency came out of that day. The forecasters knew the tornado would cause great destruction as it was heading for a densely populated area, so they issued it. It saved hundreds of lives."
"But thirty-six people still lost their lives," Callie pointed out sadly.
"That is true. Since then, dozens of tornado emergencies have been issued. Despite this, there were three tornadoes that killed over fifty people. They are the 2011 Tuscaloosa tornado, the 2011 Hackleburg tornado, and 2021 Mayfield tornado. The 2011 Joplin tornado never had a tornado emergency issued for it. It killed over one hundred fifty people," Gary explained, frowning somewhat.
"I can't believe that happened in the Joplin tornado," Callie responded, hints of anger showing in her voice. "It was heading right for a densely populated area."
"It doesn't matter now. It happened. There is no changing the past," Gary whispered with a bit of seriousness. "I will tell you that PDS tornado warnings are often issued in potentially deadly tornadoes. If the tornados are heading straight for densely populated areas, then they are upgraded to tornado emergencies."
"It's important not to issue too many tornado warnings and emergencies in a short amount of time. People will begin dismissing them," Callie commented.
"Of course," Gary agreed. "Still, I am glad they exist."
Gary went behind Callie and wrapped his arms around her. He rocked her from side to side. He planted a kiss to her temple. She brought her hands up to his arm. She gripped it tightly.
"If you are wondering why I was at the window, I couldn't sleep and decided to look out it," Gary said honestly.
"Did you see anything interesting before it started storming?" Callie wondered.
"I saw a pigeon fly by the window," Gary responded, tightening his grip on her somewhat. "Talk about boring, huh?"
"It sounds that way," Callie admitted, giggling to herself. She turned around to face him. "On the other hand, you are not boring."
He blew a raspberry. "Oh, come on. I am boring."
"No, you are not," Callie said, pointing her finger at him.
"Yes, I am," Gary said, nodding rapidly.
"No, you are not," Callie insisted.
"Yes, I am," Gary said and spoke gibberish.
She growled playfully. "No, you are not."
Callie kissed Gary on the lips. They pressed their foreheads together as they formed big smiles on their faces. They wrapped their arms around each other somewhat tightly.
"I love it when we play the 'I'm boring' game," Gary said, tickling her nose.
"I do too," Callie agreed. "Of course, you always start it."
"I believe that would be you," Gary commented and wiggled his eyebrows.
"I don't think so," Callie said, shaking her head rapidly.
"I think so," Gary replied, nodding fast.
She let out a mock-annoyed scoff. "No."
He snickered. "Yes."
Gary and Callie kissed three times. She turned around and looked out the window. He wrapped his arms around her a little tighter. They could see the rain getting heavier. Lightning flashed through the sky, followed by two loud thunderclaps.
"I love standing with you like this," Gary whispered sweetly.
"I feel the same way," Callie agreed, looking up at him. "It's great Trevor, Oscar, Jeanette, and Ronnie were able to capture that mischievous ghost."
"Who would've thought we would deal with two such ghosts in a year?" Gary murmured with a chuckle. "If I wasn't a Ghostbuster or a fan, I wouldn't believe in any kind of paranormal activity."
"Me neither," Callie answered and sighed contently. "I can never forget the day Janine told us Mayor Peck wanted our help because a pranking ghost was making it difficult for him to do his job. We were so shocked that he had become a believer of the paranormal."
"We managed to capture that ghost easily," Gary said, proudness showing in his voice. "He thanked us for that. Then he sat us down and told us we were responsible for Phoebe's safety. He promised he would have us arrested for child neglect if she ever got severely injured on the job. It was rather easy to agree to the terms."
"He asked to meet with us after we busted a ghost that had been terrorizing him and his staff ten months later. It was Oscar's first mission with us. He revealed he was aware of rumors flying around about Phoebe because she had been absent from the team. He wanted the truth out of us. We decided to reveal she was pregnant. He believed us right away. He wasn't even mad. He was actually happy for her. He recommended we announce it to the media, so the rumors could be put to rest. We agreed to do so. He revealed a secret of his own. He had an older brother named Frank. His mother was forced to surrender him for adoption after her boyfriend bailed out on her. She found him thirty years after he was taken. He got to meet him. They got along well. Unfortunately, Frank died eight years later in a car accident," Gary muttered, sighing heavily. "That made us feel sorry for him."
She exhaled. "Even stern people can have soft hearts."
He blinked. "You got that right."
Gary and Callie furrowed their brows at another flash of lightning. They cringed as a loud thunderclap sounded. The rain blew sideways in a gust of wind. It became straight rather quickly.
"It's funny how it gets really hot in the summer and really cold in the winter in New York City," he said honestly.
"I know. The urban island effect makes it difficult for hot and cold air to escape quickly," she pointed out.
"I still wouldn't trade our life here for anywhere else," Gary whispered, kissing her temple.
"Me neither. It's fun busting ghosts," Callie said, smiling.
"It sure is. Some ghosts are merely mischievous. Others are real terrors," Gary murmured and suppressed a yawn.
"Like Garraka," Callie commented, fear lining her voice.
"Exactly," Gary agreed. "That bastard nearly turned New York City into an icebox. It took using the old containment unit to trap him."
"I hope we never encounter an entity like him again. He made my blood turn cold," Callie said honestly.
"Mine too," Gary agreed, his teeth chattering. "I thought my teeth would break from chattering so much. He made the air that cold."
"I know," Callie whispered, her body shaking some. "One thing is clear. We defeated him as a family."
"We will always be a family. Nothing can break us apart," Gary said, determination showing in his voice.
"Once Gabrielle comes, this family will be filled with even more love," Callie responded, a tear falling down her cheek. They resumed watching the raging storm.
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Gary had Callie pinned against the wall as he kissed her passionately eight minutes later. Their arms wrapped around each other in an effort to get as close as possible. Their hands wandered everywhere. Their hearts beat at such a rapid rate that it seemed they'd jump out of their chests. Much electricity coursed through their veins. Their tongues dueled for control. They couldn't help moaning into each other's mouths.
Gary trailed his lips to his wife's jaw. He nuzzled it before planting kisses along it. He worked his way down to her neck. He stopped at her pulse point. He proceeded to lick at it. She tilted her head to the side and let out an ecstatic moan. She got a little louder when he started sucking the same spot. She took hold of her husband's shoulders.
Gary reached down and grabbed the hem of Callie's white nightshirt. He pushed it up to her breast line before dropping to his knees. She leaned her head back, sighing delightfully as she felt him kissing her stomach. Her breathing was reduced to shudders when he ran his tongue over her navel. She touched his head. She ran her fingers through his hair. He slipped his hands underneath her nightshirt and squeezed her breasts.
"Oh, that feels so good," Callie groaned. She gasped at his fondling her breasts. "Oh, fuck."
Callie tapped Gary's head gently to get him to stand up. She kissed him passionately once he was at his full height. She slipped her hand underneath his gray t-shirt. She traced every muscle that lined his back and chest. He groaned while closing his eyes. He grabbed the hem of her nightshirt and pulled it upward. She broke away from him and raised her arms, allowing him to take it off. She took off his t-shirt.
He put his hands under her armpits and lifted her upward. He felt her wrap her legs around his waist and her arms with his neck. He carried her to the bed, laying her down. He got on top of her. He reached down to untie her white night shorts. He pulled them off quickly. She pushed his red boxer shorts down, her breathing turning to shudders. He helped her get them off.
Gary balanced his weight on his elbows. He looked down at Callie with a lustful expression in his eyes. He leaned toward her neck to kiss it. He alternated between licking and sucking on it. She gasped in great pleasure. Her hands grabbed at the covers tightly. He kissed his way to the valley between her breasts. He buried his face there to lick at it. She gasped pleasurably once more.
She felt him kiss down to her stomach. She closed her eyes when he dipped his tongue into her navel. Her breaths turned to shudders. He returned to her lips. His hands wandered all over her body, the skin breaking out in goosebumps. She flipped him over and pulled away from him. She looked deep into his eyes, allowing a smile to cross her lips. He smiled back at her.
"You just had to flip me over, didn't you?" Gary asked and chuckled lightly.
"Yes, I did," Callie answered huskily. "Now, shut up and let me kiss you."
Callie leaned down, kissing Gary hard. Her tongue touched his and fought with it. She planted a trail of kisses toward his neck. She ran her hands up and down his body. He sighed in ecstasy as he ran his hands over her hair. She made her way down to his chest. She licked at the spot over his heart before giving it a hard suck. He couldn't stop a moan from coming out of his mouth.
Gary felt Callie's lips on his again. She rubbed his nipples with her thumbs, hardening them. She brought her lips to the left nipple and took it into her mouth. He growled intensely while she sucked on it. His back arched greatly. He squeezed his eyes shut, grabbing at the covers. His growl got even louder when she rolled his nipple with her tongue. Fire started to build in his veins, as did in hers.
Callie turned her attention to the right nipple to give it the same amount of attention. Gary let out an intense moan. His head rolled back into the pillow. His grip on the covers got even tighter. He brought her head upward for a long and hard kiss. The tongues engaged in a dance. Their hands wandered and groped everywhere. They hugged each other tightly, not wanting to let go.
Gary sat up and kissed Callie's neck. He put his hands on her breasts, running his thumbs over the nipples. The nipples hardened at his touch. She felt her body tense up. She couldn't stop a gasping moan from leaving her mouth. He trailed kisses to her chest and took the right breast into his mouth. He sucked on the nipple after wrapping his tongue around it. She screamed pleasurably and threw her head back, her back arching. He turned toward the left breast and lavished it with the same amount of attention.
"Damn it, Gary!" Callie cried in great ecstasy.
"Yes, my love," Gary groaned. "Yes."
Callie touched Gary's head to bring it upward for a kiss. She pushed him back down. Her tongue entered his mouth and tasted every inch of it. He grabbed a fistful of hair. He left out a soft moan. She had to smile into his mouth. She slid her hands over every muscle that lined his stomach, chest, and shoulders. She pulled away from him to glance down at his blue underwear. She could see his erection poking through it.
She grabbed the waistband and pulled his underwear off, allowing his erection to spring free. She climbed back on top of him. She kissed him once more. She reached down to grab his cock. She stroked it gently. This earned a soft groan from him. She twisted her hands around his cock. She went slowly at first, but she got faster. He squeezed his eyes shut with a loud groan. She started to pump him. He growled in great intensity. His hands flew above him in which they grabbed the headboard. He tore away from the kiss, lost in his passion before returning to it.
"Oh, shit, Callie," Gary groaned in great pleasure. He opened his eyes with a loud shudder. "Damn."
Callie smiled into the kiss and proceeded to explore every inch of her husband's mouth with her tongue. He began bucking up against her, moaning his need.
"God, Callie!" Gary hissed. "Please."
"Please what?" Callie asked as she stopped pumping him.
He shuddered. "Please, stop the foreplay. I need to be inside you right now."
She smiled. "Your wish is my command."
Callie got off the bed and slipped off her blue underwear slowly. Gary chuckled, knowing she was teasing him. He took his erection in hand, as she got back on top of him. She balanced herself on her hands and knees.
"All yours now," Gary said huskily.
"Always mine," Callie said, breathing deeply. "Always."
Callie leaned down to kiss Gary as she began lowering herself. He held himself in hand until he felt her buttocks against it. She groaned at the tip of him against her entrance. She kept descending until he was sheathed to the hilt. She began moving up and down on him, causing them to moan simultaneously. She put her hands above his shoulders. He took hold of her hips. He helped her move on him while meeting her movements with his.
Callie threw her head back at Gary's bringing his hands to her breasts. He rubbed and punched her nipples. She screamed ecstatically when he took a nipple into his mouth and rolled it with his tongue. He repeated his actions with the other. She could feel the fire building within her and was sure it was just as intense in him.
She kissed him on the lips once more. She traveled to his ear and proceeded to nibble on it. He groaned loudly while laying his hands on her shoulders. She trailed kisses down his throat to his chest. She looked up at him. She rolled his nipples in her hands, earning a throaty groan from him. She took one into her mouth to suck on it hard. He growled with much intensity. He anchored her head to him. He got louder at her focusing her attention on his other nipple.
He could feel the fire in him reaching its peak. He slid a hand downward to massage his wife's clit. She was unable to stop a pleasurable moan from leaving her mouth. She grabbed the pillow. She closed her eyes and whimpered softly. They kissed long and hard. Their tongues fought each other. They groaned against their lips. She tore away from him, staring into his eyes after opening hers.
"Gary, I'm about to—" Callie started.
Gary sprung up into a sitting position to grab Callie's hips roughly. He moved her rougher and faster on him. He thrusted up into her just as rough and fast. The fire within them was nearing its peak.
"Come for me, Callie," Gary commanded. "I must feel you come."
Callie increased the speed of her movements. Her head flew back when her husband took the left breast in his mouth and sucked on it. She let out a final loud moan as her climax took her and triggered his. She felt him bite down on her breast as he came and moaned in a muffled way. Their bodies spasmed against each other quite a bit. They held each other close as they waited for their breathing to return to normal. They were both panting hard.
Gary was unable to stay sitting up. He fell back onto the bed in which he took Callie with him. He positioned her to where he remained inside her. She laid her head on his chest. She sighed contently when she felt his grip tighten on her somewhat. She looked at him, a shuddering breath coming from her. She formed a smile on her face.
"You get more incredible every time we make love," she said and licked her lips.
"So do you. You're like a force of nature," he answered and swallowed hard.
"I wish we could go on forever. Wouldn't that be great?" Callie wondered and giggled softly.
"It would, but we'd have to stop do other things," Gary pointed out.
Callie traced circles into his chest. "Yes, we would. Then we'd just go right back to it."
Gary raised his eyebrows. "True."
Gary and Callie shared three kisses after she removed her head from his chest. She ran her hand over his hair, her heart skipping a beat.
"After Dino divorced me, all my married friends excluded me from their social circle. They said divorced women were not welcome. They even said I would be alone for the rest of my life because men do not like dating single and divorced mothers," Callie whispered, chuckling humorlessly.
"You proved them wrong by marrying me," Gary said, winking at her.
"I am a firm believer in karma. If you do something bad to someone, it comes back to you three times worse," Callie commented in determination. "A spoiled girl named Sophia Banks bullied me when I was in high school. She thought she was hot stuff. I have not seen her I graduated college."
"What a bitch," Gary said in disgust. "Do you think karma has gotten her?"
"Most likely," Callie admitted. "I had a best friend named Jenny Luther. She married Paul Jinkins when she was twenty-one. He was her high school sweetheart. I have not seen her in ten years."
"Do you think they are still married?" Gary wondered.
"I believe so. They were very much in love when I saw them last. They had three children named Mindy, Amanda, and Charlie," Callie said and cleared her throat. "She would be shocked to learn I divorced Dino, married you, and become a Ghostbuster."
"I am never giving you up," Gary declared. "No way, no how."
"Me neither," Callie agreed. "Come here."
Callie kissed Gary passionately. He turned their bodies until he was on top of her and in between her leg. He began moving inside of her. His cock became hard again. She moaned in much delight. She felt him kiss her jawline and travel down to her neck. She tilted her head to the side in which it gave him better access.
"Don't stop, Gary," Callie cried. "Continue making love to me."
"I will, my love," Gary murmured in seduction. "I will."
Gary captured his wife's lips in a possessive kiss. He pushed his tongue into her mouth in which it earned a heady moan from her. His thrusts started to increase in speed and intensity. He felt his body tighten as every second passed. He grabbed at the covers, groaning in ecstasy. They became lost in another lovemaking session.