#( thread ) callie torres

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@fatalelity  +  callie torres .

      there’s a moment of pause and callie has to blink a few times, hands lifting to rub at her eyes. like she might be dreaming. it feels like she’s dreaming. if she isn’t dreaming, then that means that addison montgomery is standing just a few feet away from her. without so much of a text or call to let callie know that she was coming.

        another light rub of her eyes before she finally decides that this is, in fact, very real. that addison is very much standing in front of her. so she takes a few quick steps towards her, arms wrap around addison and she grins brightly. “addison? i can’t believe you’re here --- what are you doing here? are you okay? is - is something going on?”

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@strngtm  →  callie torres .

     “Kid - hey,”  her voice is almost a whisper - though it’s just loud enough to hopefully catch the attention of the person she’s looking at. “you wanna see something cool?” Is she about to show off one of the best cases she ever worked on? Absolutely. When it comes to broken bones, Callie is the boss. Nobody else. (Yes, she’s bigging herself up).

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@mcmachine  →  callie torres .

      “back from maternity leave? or are you jonesing for a hit of the OR rooms?”  callie remembers it well, from her own experience and from when april was on her last leave with harriet. she was overly eager to get back to work and who could blame her? after working in the hospital for long enough, everything else seems so mundane and boring and slow. “i could show you something really awesome.”

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@stonedgilbert + ( callie torres )

     For the longest time, Callie had imagined herself with a child. In her mind, though, it had all been sunshine and daisies. It was always perfect, all the time - nothing bad ever happened. That hadn’t really rung true with the entirety of Callie’s pregnancy or the birth, either. Everything that could go wrong, did. Still, she was grateful to be alive and grateful that Sofia was alive. Even if she was screaming in Callie’s arms. “Whatever it is you need to say, can you say it fast, please?”

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@tranquilwords + ( callie torres )

        Callie’s pushing the pram towards the nurses desk on the peds floor of the hospital. She’s been trying to soothe Sofia to sleep with the movements of the pram before she takes her up to the day care but so far, nothing is working. Her head turns before the rest of her body does and her expression changes, slightly more weary but also a little more relieved. “She isn’t going to sleep today. She’s being stubborn.”