Pairing: Mark/Callie

Summary; A series of looks into how their relationship changes and grows over the course of the year, taking place exactly one year after Callie and Arizona split.

Title: Seasons


Callie couldn't believe she'd allowed Mark to talk her into flying across the country for the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade. Mark had insisted that they give their baby girl a good holiday so he had swept them both off to New York. Arizona was in Malawi doing her visit, so there was not conflict. She lay in the guest bed room staring at the ceiling a smile on her face. It could have been worst, she could be home trying to put on a smile for her two year old even though that was the last thing she wanted. It had been three months since she and Arizona officially called it quits, an actual year since they separated. She had made the decision to move into Mark's new apartment because it gave them all some much needed space. Her marriage failing had been a source of pain to her that only just now was disappearing.

The brunette sighed and rolled out of the bed with a stretch. She padded her way over to the large glass pane window that over looked the upper eastside of Central Park. Pushing the blinds fully open she was hit with the most beautiful sight of New York. They had arrived two nights ago to Marks old stomping ground and home. She had never known he owed a penthouse in the heart of Manhattan. But lately she was thinking there were lots of things she didn't know about Mark.

The smell of bacon lofted through posh room and disrupted her from those thoughts. With a smile she reached for the sheer silk robe that had been left out for her the night before. Making her way down the hallway she once again to the time to stare at the simple black and white photos on the wall. There was some of Marks mother, Celia. Callie stopped to finger the picture frame. The woman was truly beautiful and Mark took a great deal after hear she thought to herself.

His mother looked to be in her mid twenties, with a mischievous smile on her face as her bright blue eyes stared silently back at Callie. Her hair was auburn and waved and curled down her back, a young Mark sat her lap. He couldn't have been more than two years old, Sofia's age. They looked like twins both smiling upward, with the same nose, eyes and chin. Callie's eyes flickered to the picture next to it. It was of Mark, Sofia and herself at the Septemberfest Carnival earlier this year. Sophia was perched against Marks chest a spool of cotton candy she had objected to in her hand. Her bright brown eyes were full of happiness as she smiled into the camera. But it was look on her own face that Callie couldn't shake. She was smiling happily back at Mark whose free arm was wrapped around her, his face tilted down in her direction. She couldn't help but notice how much happier she'd been since she had agreed to move in with him.

Arizona hadn't been too pleased with the arrangements but then the brunette didn't need to take in her wants and desires anymore. Sofia liked being around her daddy more and truth be told, Callie was tired of being home alone again. Mark kept her company, made her laugh, and held her when she cried. He was truly her best friend. But lately she'd been feeling like he was or could be more. The air was filled with music suddenly; breaking her from her thoughts again, she headed towards the kitchen.

I used to think maybe you loved me now baby I'm sure
And I just cant wait till the day when you knock on my door
Now every time I go for the mailbox , gotta hold myself down
Cos I just wait till you write me your coming around

I'm walking on sunshine , wooah
I'm walking on sunshine, woooah
I'm walking on sunshine, woooah
and don't it feel good!

Hey , alright now
and don't it feel good!
hey yeh

Callie stood frozen in the doorway as Mark danced around in his happy thanksgiving turkey clad boxers. The brunette covered her mouth as she laughed. Sofia sat in her high chair clapping her hands, her face covered in syrup and pancake pieces, and a big toothy grin as she reached her father.

"Daddee, daddeee!" Sofia chanted as he did he spin, spatula in hand dripping left over egg residue on the expensive.

"You like that Sof!" he laughed before reaching down to place a kiss on her cheek. "I got skills" he laughed

"you sure do' Callie grinned as she danced her way into the kitchen holding out her hand…"lets see how you do with a partner"

Mark blushed furiously before grabbing her hand and pulling her briskly against his body. He twirled her around and caught her around the waist, a devilish grin on his face as he began to sing along…

I used to think maybe you loved me, now I know that its true
and I don't want to spend all my life , just in waiting for you
now I don't want u back for the weekend
not back for a day , no no no
I said baby I just want you back and I want you to stay

Callie couldn't help but fall deeper into his eyes as he sang along holding her close. The music seems to disappear and they unconsciously slowed down. She held him tight and slowly reached up on her tippy toes her lips brushing his.

Mark reached down and met her kiss tentatively before returning it back, yet keeping it sweet. They pulled back at the same time, knowing things had changed.

Happy thanksgiving" he said with a smile

"Happy thanksgiving" she replied softly as Sofia's laughter filled their air.