Tonight, Tonight

Time is never time at all
You can never ever leave without leaving a piece of youth
And our lives are forever changed
We will never be the same
The more you change the less you feel
Believe, believe in me, believe
That life can change, that you're not stuck in vain
We're not the same, we're different tonight
Tonight, so bright
Tonight
And you know you're never sure
But you're sure you could be right
If you held yourself up to the light
And the embers never fade in your city by the lake
The place where you were born
Believe, believe in me, believe
In the resolute urgency of now
And if you believe there's not a chance tonight
Tonight, so bright
Tonight
We'll crucify the insincere tonight
We'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight
We'll find a way to offer up the night tonight
The indescribable moments of your life tonight
The impossible is possible tonight
Believe in me as I believe in you, tonight

Callie shifted in her sleep and tried to ignore the morning sun as she brushed away a strand of hair that wasn't hers, but felt a lot like hers. She sighed and forced herself back into a slumber as she took a deep breath and inhaled the sweet scent of Sophie's hair and she held her close as she did so. As she started to come to, she took notice of the tiny hand on her hip that probably belonged to a sleeping Mia. Slowly, calm breathing echoed in the room and she felt a much larger hand on her hugging her waist. She sat up slowly, careful not disturb Mia, who had fallen asleep with her face buried in Callie's shoulder. She smiled as she noticed that the larger hand was in fact, Mark's, who, even with the small body between them, had managed to reach out and keep hold of her anyway. Owen slept soundly on his chest under the covers. Movie nights often ended like that now.

Her eyes widened as she read the time on the alarm clock on the nightstand, "Mark--" She called, shaking him slightly, then leaning over to kiss Sophie's head, "Sophie, baby, come on. Time for school, come on. Mark!" She hissed, then turned over to Mia and rubbed her back gently, "Mia, come on, bug. You're late."

Mark awoke slowly and smiled as Callie hopped off the bed and pulled out clothes for both of them, "Calm down, Speedy." He kissed the top of Owen's head as the toddler woke up and snuggled against him.

Callie glared at him as she stripped of her sleeping clothes and slipped on a pair of jeans and a clean top, "You want Mia to get expelled again?"

"Okay. I'm up." He sat Owen down on the bed and proceeded to playfully shake the other two girls awake, "Okay! Everybody up!"

Callie ran out of the bedroom and down the hall to Sophie's room, where she grabbed warm clothes for her, then ran to the girls' bathroom, which connected Sophie's room to Mia and Owen's room, grabbing everyone's toothbrushes before gathering up clothes for all of them.

When she cam back into the room, she handed Sophie her toothbrush and clothes, "Here, baby. Go into the bathroom and brush your teeth."

"Kay!" She skipped her way to Callie's bathroom, passing Mark, who had to grab Mia off the bed, where she had been jumping with Owen. He took Mia's toothbrush and clothes from Callie and dragged Mia into the bathroom.

Callie laughed as Owen climbed off the bed with difficulty and tripped over the white and blue onesy she wore that was a little too big for her, her dark curls falling over her face, "Come here, sweetie." Callie cooed as she scooped her up into her arms and kissed her cheek, "You're spending the day with Daddy today."

Sophie and Mia came out of the bathroom then, dressed in their plaid uniforms. Sophie's was white and blue and Mia's was brown and white, "Mommy--daddy pulls my hair." Mia complained as she handed Callie a hairclip.

Ten minutes later, Mark chased Mia and Sophie down the stairs while Callie carried Owen in her arms and warned him, again, to not make them run. She rolled her eyes as her warnings were ignored and he growled as she chased them and screamed, "Have them get some fruit or something! We don't' have time for breakfast."

As she walked into the kitchen, she was surprised to see Mike and Cristina there, serving pancakes and fresh food onto plates for the girls, "Hey--" Callie greeted them wearily as Mike kissed her cheek hello, then took Owen off her hands before flipping another pancake on the stove, "How did you get in?"

"She's Satan's spawn, what do you expect?" Mark stated, letting Mia toss a grape in his mouth.

Cristina simply ignored Mark and leaned in close to Callie, "We adopted."

"What?" Callie asked, more perplexed than anything.

"A dog." Mike said over his shoulder, "We got a dog."

"Oh." Callie said.

Cristina shook her head, "A really, really small dog, I don't know what to do with it."

"She's freaking out."

"I'm not freaking out." She shot back at Mike, "It's REALLY small. Like. Rexie could eat it."

"It's not that small."

"Ten bucks, they can't find it, Mike."

"It's here?" Callie asked, looking around.

"It's not adorable--" Cristina hissed, "--it's a friggin fuzz ball."

"It's cute."

Cristina rolled her eyes, "That's exactly what Meredith said. Where have all my friends gone?"

"Mommy, look! A puppy!" Mia squealed, picking up a white teacup poodle from under the table.

Callie's jaw dropped, "Okay. That thing is adorable."

"That's exactly what Meredith said--where's the loyalty?"

"It's cute!" Meredith exclaimed before biting down on her hotdog.

"That's what I said." Callie added, sitting up in her chair.

Cristina just sulked in her seat, "It's a prissy dog. I'm not prissy. I'm a Callie said, lifting her coffee to her lips.

"Hey, short reminder--" Meredith interjected, "--Jake's birthday party. You're coming, right?"

"I'm there." Cristina nodded.

"Yeah, we'll be there--" Callie added as she impatiently checked the time on her phone.

"What?"

"I have a sex date with my husband." She answered Cristina with a grin.

"Why?"

"We have three kids who sleep in our bed more often than not, if I want to get laid, we have to get creative."

"Why don't you just get it on in the on-call room when you feel like feeding the beast?"

"Who says we don't?" She laughed with Meredith, when her phone beeped, alerting her that she had a text message, "Later, losers."

An hour for lunch didn't leave time for much when the ride from the hospital to their house took Mark and Callie fifteen minutes and left them about twenty-nine minutes to do whatever it was they wanted to do. So, clothes were shed on the way up the stairs, and soon enough they were both naked and wrapped up in each other.

"How much longer do we have/" Callie panted as Mark pulled her head down and kissed her while she rotated her hips slowly as she clenched her muscles around him.

"Doesn't matter." he said with a groan, pressing a firm hand on the small of her back, which was slick with sweat.

"I thought you said you had to be back soon." She bit her bottom lip as she arched her back and braced herself on his shoulder before he lifted his head from the mattress and licked the corner of her lips. She slapped his hand off her hip, "Stop."

"Stop what? Oh, god, do that again." He grunted along with her as he thrust down hard on him.

"Stop trying to control things--here--" She breathed out, placing his hands on her breasts and she smirked down at him, "--keep your hands busy. Holy--that feels good." She laughed, "But seriously, when do you have to be back?"

Rather than actually answering her, he sat up and captured her lip in his teeth before soothing it with his tongue before flipping her on her back, slipping out of her for only a second.

"You're an ass." She sad with a groan as he thrust back in.

"I know." He answered with a wide smile as he lowered his head and kissed her while he moved inside her and kept one hand firmly on her breast, kneading it and drawing out a moan from her.

"I forgot to pick up the dry cleaning--" she groaned again as she reached above her head and grabbed a fistful of bed sheets.

"Shut up, Callie." He ordered as she wrapped her legs around his waist and he pushed himself deeper inside her, causing her to cry out, "Or don't shut up." he teased, receiving a smack on his shoulder before he repeated the motion and she cried out again.

When they were finished, he braced himself on the mattress while he rested his forehead on her shoulder and caught hi breath, "We have five minutes." He finally answered her.

She groaned, "Oh, who cares--"

"You're so cute." Cristina lied on her belly on the Meredith's living room floor so that she was eye to eye with her dog, "You're like a Chihuahua, but not creepy. Yes, I think I like you." She let the puppy lick her face as she laughed. When she flipped over on her back, she was faced with Meredith and Callie. Both held mugs of hot coffee as they stood over her, faced with the most terrifying image either had ever witnessed. Cristina showing affection to another living thing without it having to ask for it first, "What?" She asked as the puppy jumped on her stomach.

"I'm sorry--" Callie said, following Meredith to the sofa after handing Cristina a cup, "--it's just that, I thought kindness was something that had to be beat out of you."

"I think you're ready for a baby." Meredith said.

"I do have a baby. His name is Ten-Blade." She said, in baby talk to the puppy.

Callie laughed, "You did NOT name your dog Ten-Blade. He looks like a--Peaches."

"Your mother. He's a killer. Look at that face. It's a Ten-Blade face. Besides, you have two kids, Callie has three. If I ever wanted human kids, I'd take one of yours."

"Your mother." Callie snorted.

"Suck it, auntie Callie." Cristina said in a high voice as she picked up Ten-Blade and pointed one of his paws at Callie, "Where ARE your offspring anyway?"

"Alex and Izzie took them out for ice cream." Meredith informed her.

There were party hats and candy wrappers all over the living room floor left from the youngest Shepherd's first birthday party, which remained ignored by the ladies.

The front door swung open and Derek, Mark and Mike walked in, carrying bags of take out food as they talked and laughed amongst themselves. They looked around the room as they each set what they carried down on the coffee table.

"Don't hit me, or call me a sexist, but--" Mark started, "--didn't you ladies volunteer to stay and clean up?"

"Don't call us lazy, but we had a change of heart." Callie answered him.

"Hey, Ten-Blade." Mike said to the dog, handing Cristina a paper plate.

"You're encouraging that name?" Meredith asked him.

"I think it's cute."

"See?" Cristina gloated, "I'm cute. So, both of you human incubators can suck it."

After dinner, everyone sat around the living room while Callie and mark threw out the trash and cleaned up dishes in the kitchen.

"Hey--" he said over his shoulder as he washed a few glasses.

"Ho." Callie answered, hopping onto the island counter behind him.

"You want to have another kid?" he shut the water off and laughed when he turned around and saw the look of utter fear on Callie's face, "Kidding."

"Not funny." She glared at him, "You ass."

After drying his hands on a dish towel, he walked towards her and wrapped his arms loosely around her waist, kissing her lips softly, "We've got enough babies."

"You're not kidding." She laughed.

"Thank you, by the way. For the babies." He said with a grin, "And for the sex that made the babies." They shared a laugh as she leaned forwards and kissed him again, "You know--" He started, "This house is closer to the hospital than ours. We have a spare key, right?"

She raised a bemused eyebrow, "I think we do."

"Cut the creativity short!" Meredith yelled form the living room, "No sex in my kitchen!"

They ignored her and continued on with their make out session, until they heard the front door open and what sounded like a kindergarten enter the house, "We brought ice cream!" They heard Sophie yell.

"Hi, Daddy!" Mia yelled and quickly ran to Mark as soon as he and Callie entered the room.

"Hey, Munchkin." he said while Owen squirmed in Alex's arms and called for her mom. Callie soon took her from Alex with smile.

"Izzie bought us ice cram with gummy worms on it, Mommy." Sophie told Callie as they all settled down around the center table, "That's great, peanut. Did you say thank you?"

"Thank you, Izzie."

"You're welcome." The blonde answered, handing Meredith baby Jake. Granted, Izzie Stevens wasn't Callie's favorite person, but she could appreciate someone in her kids liked her, so when Izzie smiled at her, Callie smiled back warmly as she sat next to Mark, who had been attacked by Allen and Mia, who were soon screaming and begging for him to stop tickling them.

The night didn't end until late, when all the kids had eaten themselves into an ice cream induced coma.

END!