Stolen Moments 14/? (Part Two)
Chapter Fourteen (Part One)
Erica got up off her couch and made her way to her front door; opening it to find Troy smiling goofily at her, “You look weird what’s wrong?”
“What day is it tomorrow?”
Erica watched as he bounced up and down; the smile never leaving his face, “It’s Tuesday Troy.”
He let out a chuckle and shook his head, “No, what day is it tomorrow?” Erica raised an eyebrow in question as her mind stayed blank, “I can’t believe you don’t know, you must be going senile early…It’s your birthday E.”
Erica smiled, “Oh yeah…not to be rude or anything but why are you excited about my birthday today if it’s tomorrow?”
Troy continued on excitedly, “What did we do last year for your birthday?”
“Is this twenty questions or something?”
He rolled his eyes, “Would you just play along for once E…what did we do last year for your birthday”?
Erica smiled, “Easy, you flew down to meet me and took me to New York for the weekend to stay with my Grandma; she was so excited to see us. That was a great weekend Troy; god I miss her.”
Troy smiled, “Me too, so that’s why,” he stepped aside and held out his arms indicating for the little old lady to step into view, “I brought our favourite OAP to Seattle for the week.”
“Always the comedian aren’t you my dear Troy-Boy,” she swatted his arm and turned to Erica, “Well are you just going to stare at me or are you actually going to give me a damn hug, seriously Er-Bear where have your manners gone?”
Erica hurried to wrap her arms around the little woman in front of her; letting her lungs fill with the scent of her Grandma’s perfume, remembering it so well from her childhood, “I’m glad you’re here, it’s so good to see you Grams,” she pulled back and brushed a kiss against her cheek, “Come in, I’ll show you to the guest room.”
Troy swatted her hand away from her suitcase, “I’ll get your bags Grams; you just waddle on into the apartment,” he lifted her suitcases and shot her a smile and followed them into the guestroom; setting the suitcase down on the bed.
“I’ll go put coffee machine on,” Erica gave her a kiss on the cheek and then pulled Troy into a hug, “Thanks for doing this.”
“No problem E, now go and make us a cup of coffee while I help our groovy Grams unpack her stuff,” he shared a secret smile with Erica as they looked at her gypsy styled dress sense.
Grams swatted him on the arm again, “Forever making fun of me, you never change Troy-Boy,” she sat down on the bed and lifted her foot out to him, “Do a biddy a favour and help take her shoes off?”
Troy laughed, “Of course your highness.”
Erica headed off to the kitchen and flipped on the coffee machine; smiling to herself as she thought about her Grandma; her father might have been a selfish asshole but his mother was the kindest, sweetest woman Erica had ever know and she not only loved her to pieces but respected her a hell of a lot for taking her in as a child.
The blonde jumped when she felt arms slide around her waist, “Sorry, didn’t mean to make you jump baby,” Callie pressed a kiss to Erica’s neck and then let the blonde turn around in her arms to face her; immediately noticing the worried look on her face, “What’s wrong?”
“You were in the shower, dammit I forgot,” the blonde let out a sigh of irritation; her romantic night alone with her girlfriend had quickly changed to explain to her beloved Grandma that this woman was her partner night.
Callie raised a brow, “You forgot I was here? Nice…here was me thinking we’d be spending the night together all hot and sweaty, with you moaning my nam-”
“My Grandma’s here,” Erica blurted quickly and watched as Callie’s sexy smirk turned into surprise, “I didn’t know she was coming, Troy just flew her in for my birthday and I haven’t seen her in ages and well I haven’t exactly told her I’m…you know gay and in love with a beautiful woman and that we’re going to live together and-”
Callie silenced her with a chaste kiss, “Would you breathe, you’re cute when you’re all flustered and rambling,” she tucked a piece of hair behind the blonde’s ear, “If you want me to I can leave so that you can have some time alone with her and then we’ll tell her when you’re ready.”
Erica felt Callie slipping out of her arms and quickly tugged her back, “I love you,” Callie gave her a questioning look, “I’m ready to tell her, I’ve never been happier and I’m so proud of you and our relationship; no hiding away from anyone.”
Callie smiled brightly, “I love you too,” she let Erica lift a hand to her face, cupping her cheek and drawing her in for a slow kiss.
“Your manners really must be gone Er-Bear,” Erica pulled away from Callie and smiled shyly at her Grandma, “You should introduce me to this dark-haired beauty that you’ve clearly been hiding somewhere in the apartment.”
Erica chuckled and slipped her hand into Callie’s, leading her over to her Grandma, “Grams, this is Callie Torres, she’s a surgeon like me and Troy, we work together and-”
“Don’t be so formal Erica,” she held her hand out to Callie, “I’m Millicent Hahn, Erica’s Grandma but you can call me Milly,” she smiled when Callie took her hand, “You must be the reason why my Er-Bear is so happy lately.”
“I don’t know about that,” Callie laughed nervously.
Erica cleared her throat, “She is,” she gave Callie a smile and then turned her gaze to her Grandma’s, “Callie’s my girlfriend, we’ve been together for nearly a year…I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner, I was afraid you-”
“Afraid to tell your dear old Grandma that you’ve fallen in love with someone that makes you happier than that moron you were married to ever did?” Erica nodded her head and Callie smiled when she reached out and swatted the side of Erica’s head, “Never be afraid of who you love Erica, and Callie here is a real catch, she’s beautiful,” she turned to Callie, “You’re beautiful dear.”
Callie smiled, “Thank you.”
Troy appeared in the doorway and carefully draped his arm around Milly’s shoulders, “You’ve met Erica’s better half I see.”
Erica narrowed her eyes at him, “I hate you.”
Troy laughed and pouted, “You know you love me really Er-Bear,” she rolled her eyes in response and he kissed her cheek, “I’ll make the coffees.”
Erica led her Grandma towards the couch and watched happily as she fell into easy conversation with Callie; she’d never got the chance to introduce Callie to her mother, but she knew if her Grandma loved her then her mother would have and that gave her comfort like nothing else. Troy joined them quickly with their coffees and settled next to Erica on the small couch opposite Callie and Milly.
“So what’s with the nicknames?” Callie asked as she watched Milly playfully scold the ‘terrible two’ after they teased her about her clothes.
“You mean why I call these two little shits Er-Bear and Troy-Boy?” Callie nodded and Milly laughed as Erica and Troy quickly threw out a chorus of ‘no,’ “Well my lovely Granddaughter was strangely attached to this teddy she had, she’d carry it everywhere and cried when I tried to take it off her to wash,” Erica groaned in embarrassment making Callie laugh, “So she became my little Er-Bear. And that little runt there,” she nodded her head towards Troy, “He spent so much time playing tea parties and dollies with Erica I was worried he didn’t know he was a boy, so I thought the quickest way to remind him would be to call him Troy-Boy.”
Callie raised an eyebrow at Troy and let out a laugh, “You used to play dress up?”
Troy’s eyes widened, “Erica had dolls! Isn’t that weirder?”
Callie was quiet for a second and then let out a laugh; “Actually yeah…” the blonde shot her an irritated look, “Erica, you and dolls? Just not something I imagined you with.”
Erica opened her mouth to protest but stopped herself, “Fair enough…but that doesn’t change the fact that Troy used to dress up as a woman.”
Troy nudged Erica’s shoulder, “You suck!”
Callie and Milly laughed as they watched the two of them bicker back and forth, “Welcome to the family dear.”
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Callie shuffled Erica out of the elevator and down the hallway, keeping her hands firmly across the blonde’s eyes. Callie shifted so that one hand was over both of her eyes and grasped around in her jeans pocket for the key.
“I’m going to take my hands away from your eyes in a second but you have to promise me you’ll keep them closed.”
“Callie is this really necessary? I have no idea what’s going on; I’m starting to get-”
“Just zip it Hahn,” the blonde opened and closed her mouth a couple of times as if she was imitating a fish and then pursed her lips tightly together, “You’re going to keep them closed because you love me and that means you have to do what I tell you.”
Erica kept her eyes closed as Callie moved her hand away and chuckled, “I have to do what you tell me? When did I become some kind of love slave?”
Callie let out a laugh and undid the door, “A love slave? I’m liking the sound of that.”
Erica shook her head knowing that the dark-haired woman would be smirking sexily at her, “Get a move on Torres; I’m bored of being in the dark now.”
Callie quickly moved back behind the blonde and lifted her hands to cover blue eyes, giving Erica a gentle nudge to get her to step forward, leading her far enough so that they were cantered in the large room, “Surprise!” Callie lifted her hands away from the blonde’s face and waited a few seconds for Erica to adjust to the light.
Erica looked around the large open space, letting her blue eyes trail over the area with a beautiful marble fireplace, a huge kitchen filled with all the cooking utensils a person could ever need, along with doors leading off to what she could only presume would be the dining room, another three doors leading off to more rooms and a dark black spiral staircase leading to what appeared to be another level of expanse space.
Blue eyes turned to lock on with brown, “Callie…”
“You like it?” Callie beamed her megawatt smile at the blonde, “You haven’t seen everything down here yet, and not to mention you haven’t checked out upstairs,” she held her hand out and smiled again when the blonde took it, immediately leading her over to one of the doors and opening it, “This is the main downstairs bathroom; great walk in shower, I’m sure we can have some fun it that,” she gave Erica a wink and led the open-mouthed blonde to the next door, “This is the guest bedroom, my parents can stay, your Grandma can stay, hell even Troy and Cristina can stay,” she pointed her finger, “there’s another little bathroom in here for the guests to use so that they don’t have to worry about their privacy,” she yanked the blonde to the next room, “And this is my favourite part of downstairs,” pushing the door open she hurried into the room and twirled around; her eyes landing back on blue, “So what do you think?”
Erica hadn’t been able to close her mouth; the pure shock at seeing, hell even being inside such an extravagant apartment had stunned her into silence, and as her eyes danced around the fully decorated room she knew she’d be speechless for awhile longer. The walls were a soft shade of yellow making it light and airy but not to bright, finished off with a border running through the middle with different animals on, shelves stacked with toys and teddy bears, building blocks stacked neatly in one corner and the most beautiful wooden crib placed in front of the large window, the sunlight dancing across everything in the room and leading blue eyes back to find nervous brown.
Callie shuffled on her feet, “I know it might be a little to soon,” she shrugged and let out a nervous laugh, “Okay a lot to soon,” she took a step towards the blonde, “But when the realtor showed me this apartment last week I just fell in love with it and when I saw this room,” she gestured around it, “I thought it would make the most beautiful children’s nursery for our children…I know I shouldn’t have just decorated and bought stuff but I had a vision of us sitting in that rocking chair,” she pointed to the old fashioned rocker beside the crib, “And rocking our baby to sleep and I just- you haven’t said anything for like ten minutes now and I’m starting to freak out so if you could…say something that’d be great...”
Erica watched Callie anxiously worry her bottom lip between her teeth as her dark eyes darted nervously over the blonde’s face. Erica opened her mouth to speak and found herself at a loss for words again, stepping forward she cupped Callie’s cheek and pulled her into a kiss. Pulling back she couldn’t help but smile as her eyes brimmed with tears of happiness, “Its beautiful Cal…it’s really really beautiful.”
Callie blew out a deep breath of relief and smiled brightly, “Yeah? You like the room? I mean I know it’s ahead of the game, we haven’t really discussed the whole baby thing yet but I just-”
“Callie,” the dark haired woman stopped rambling as Erica’s soft voice found its way to her ears, “I think our children will love this room just as much as I do and I can’t wait for us to do the whole…staying up late with a crying baby and rocking it back to sleep in the rocking chair thing.”
Callie pulled Erica in for another kiss and smiled against her lips, “I love you.”
“I love you to Cal, but now I’m dying to know what’s up the spiral staircase,” she gave the younger woman a playful smirk and allowed herself to be once again led around the new apartment.
Callie led Erica up the stairs and pushed open the first door on the landing, “This is the room that I thought we could use as an office; get a computer, keep our endless supply of medical journals.”
“Good idea.”
“And this,” Callie led Erica to the last unopened door, “Is our bedroom,” she let blue eyes dance around the large room, a set of French door’s opposite to them, “That leads to our balcony,” she pointed towards the large king-size bed, “That’s where we’ll be spending days without leaving,” Erica laughed and rolled her eyes and let Callie pull her towards the door on the opposite wall, “And this is our bathroom, huge bath tub for us to spend hours having a relaxing soak, and maybe some bubble time fun” she gave the blonde a wink and smiled when she received a laugh in response, “Seriously though, what’d you think?”
“I think this place is incredible, it’s beautiful, loads of space,” she gave Callie a smile and then shrugged, “But it looks super expensive and I told you not to spend millions.”
Callie rolled her eyes, “Not millions, I promised I wouldn’t and I haven’t.”
“But you have bought this place for us?”
Callie’s bit her lip, “Erm…if I say yes will you be mad?” she watched the blonde open her mouth to respond and quickly held up her hand, “Just come with me for a minute,” she pulled Erica towards the French doors and led her out onto the balcony overlooking the city; the view was breathtaking. Callie moved behind Erica and wrapped her arms around the blonde’s waist, holding her close as her head came to rest on her shoulder, “Any chance you’re less mad now?”
Erica let out a sigh, “I should be mad but I’m not, this place is too perfect for me to be mad and knowing that you love it? Well that made me fall in love with it too,” the blonde turned in her arms, “We have our first apartment together Torres.”
Callie smiled, “First and last I hope, unless we get a house because we need more room for all of our children,” she laughed when Erica playfully slapped her arm.
“I told you before; we are not joining the Torres tradition of having six children Callie, I mean it,” Erica smiled, “When can we move in?”
“At the end of the month.”
Erica brushed her thumbs over Callie’s cheeks, “The perfect way to celebrate you taking your boards.”
Callie shook her head, “The perfect way to begin our future together,” the blonde smiled and leaned in for a kiss, after all who could argue against that.
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Callie took a deep breath and knocked on the door. She waited a couple of seconds and let herself in, smiling anxiously at the Chief and settling into the chair opposite him. She’d arrived at work in a good mood this morning, her and Erica had spent the entire weekend picking out new furniture for their apartment; they couldn’t wait to move in together.
“I have something I think you’ll be happy to see Dr Torres,” he held out the large white envelope across the desk for her to take. Reaching out and grasping it in her hand she held it in her lap and let out a shaky breath; her whole career depended on the results in this envelope, “Aren’t you going to open it?”
Callie looked up to meet his eyes, “I’m not ready yet.”
Callie settled into her seat, tilting her head to the left and then to the right and letting the tension roll out of her muscles. She spread her collection of pens neatly on the desk and took a sip from her water bottle before placing it neatly back on the desk.
She looked up as the Chief entered the room and gave her a warm smile, “You ready for this Dr Torres?” he placed the test in front of her.
Callie let her eyes travel over the front page of the exam, reading over the simple instructions printed there; they were always the same and yet she made sure to read them on every exam she sat just to make sure she really hadn’t missed a thing.
She let out a deep breath and looked up at the Chief nodding her head, “I hope so sir, I can do this.”
The Chief nodded and gestured for the moderator to enter the room, “I’m going to leave you with this fine gentleman for the next three hours Torres, and when I come back I expect to see a smile on you face okay?”
Callie swallowed the lump in her throat, “You bet Chief,” she watched him leave the room, closing the door behind himself and turned to face the man that would be moderating her Board examination, “I’m ready, start the time.”
Callie stared wide eyed at the piece of paper in front of her eyes and flicked them over the top to catch the Chiefs eyes, “I passed.”
“I didn’t doubt it Callie,” he stood from his desk and rummaged around in his filing cabinet before sitting back down and smiling at her and sliding another piece of paper in front of her eyes, “Now all I need to know is if Seattle Grace has a new Orthopaedic attending?”
Callie couldn’t help but squeal in response as she plucked the pen off the desk, “Where do I sign?”
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Callie opened the door to the apartment she still shared with Cristina and felt her mouth drop open in surprise as she caught sight of the balloons and banners covering the living room. Erica, Troy and Cristina each wearing stupid party hats and chanting ‘congratulations’ at her as she entered.
Erica rushed forward and pulled Callie into a kiss, “I’m so proud of you baby, I knew you’d pass; top marks too.”
Callie smiled, “It was all in the power of the flashcards.”
Cristina nudged Erica out of the way and gave Callie a brief hug, “I’m seriously considering Ortho as my specialty now; those flashcards are legendary.”
Erica rolled her eyes, “Whatever Yang, there’s no quitting cardio and you know it.”
Troy pushed past them, “Would you two shut up, today isn’t about you,” he placed a kiss on Callie’s cheek, “Well done Cal, I knew you’d come out as the top Ortho chick in the country,” he turned to Erica and Cristina, “You two play nice while I get us some drinks to celebrate properly.”
Erica disappeared into Yang’s bedroom and pulled out two bags, and held the first one up to Callie, “Because you’re going to need these from now on,” she watched as Callie pulled out the set of dark blue scrubs and smiled at her.
“How did you know Webber gave me the attending spot?” Callie asked as she held the dark scrub top out in front of her eyes.
“He called to let me know that the results for your Boards where in and he said if you passed he was going to offer it to you…I told him to prepare the paperwork because I knew you would,” she let Callie place a kiss on her cheek and thank her before holding out the smaller bag to her. Callie raised an eyebrow as she opened the bag, pulling out the hot pink scrub cap covered in cartoon bones and musical notes, “Because every attending needs a personalised scrub cap,” Erica took the cap from her hands and placed it onto her head.
“And the musical notes?”
Erica chuckled, “You may think secretly that you’re a rock chick, but the truth is we’ve all seen you rock out in a surgery and,” the blonde dropped her voice to a whisper, “Because I know you know how to rock it in the bedroom.”
Callie laughed, “I get you a scrub cap with a romantic meaning and you get me one that means I’m good in bed.”
Erica shook her head smiling, “Not just good, mind blowing in bed baby, mind blowing…not to mention all of the sexy dancing.”
Cristina cleared her throat and held out their drinks, “I think I’m going to be sick, I so didn’t need to hear about your sex life.”
Troy appeared and let out an amused sigh, “I think we should go so that these two can celebrate alone,” he tugged Cristina’s hand and led her towards the door, “Have fun ladies.”
“Rule number one Torres, remember rule number one, respect rule number one,” Cristina called out as the door slammed shut behind her.
Erica downed her glass of champagne and placed it on the coffee table, “I think Troy was right, we really should celebrate in the right way,” she pulled her shirt over her head and threw it on the ground next to Callie’s feet, “Don’t you think?”
Callie nodded her head and quickly downed her own glass, hurrying towards Erica and crushing their mouths together in a heated kiss; her hands skimming the soft skin at the base of the blonde’s back.
Callie broke away from the blonde when she felt something dig into her back; she’d been so lost in the kiss that she hadn’t even noticed Erica walking her into the dining table.
Erica pulled the scrub cap from Callie’s head and quickly removed the top from the dark-haired woman’s body. Scratching her nails down her torso and enjoying the moan that escaped Callie’s throat as the muscles rippled under her touch. Her skilled fingers made easy work of the button and zipper on Callie’s blue jeans and guided them, along with black lacy panties, down the long tanned legs she loved so much.
Her fingertips traced a slow pattern up her toned thighs and gripped at her hips, “Get on the table.”
Callie couldn’t help but moan at Erica’s request; when the blonde’s voice dropped to that husky whisper she knew she was lost under her spell and she’d willingly give in to her every command. She pushed herself to sit on the edge of the table and revelled in the way the blonde moved between her legs; their mouths coming back together; their tongues dancing in that way that never failed to make her legs feel weak.
She felt Erica’s lips slide along her jaw, nipping and sucking a pathway down her neck as talented fingers easily unclasped the bra concealing her breasts; nipples hard with desire.
Quickly she slid her own hands down the blonde’s back and effortlessly managed to flick open the clasp of Erica’s bra. She tangled her fingers back into blonde locks and guided the cardio goddess back to her mouth their naked breasts touching for the first time. Erica groaned and bit down on Callie’s bottom lip in response.
“Pants off now Hahn,” the raven-haired beauty managed to pant out between their kisses.
Erica obeyed the order; stepping away she quickly ridded herself of her pants and underwear. Callie pushed herself further up the table and watched with lust filled eyes as the blonde joined her on top of the hard surface, their naked forms moulding together.
Callie let her head roll back as Erica’s lips blazed a pathway down her neck and chest; her hot wet mouth encasing her sensitive nipple; tongue flicking across it and teeth grazing it in that way that made Callie’s back arch; the throbbing between her legs driving her crazy.
“Fuck me Erica,” came as a murmured plea from her lips and she hissed in delight when the blonde’s lips returned to her neck; long fingers entering her slick core and filling her completely.
Callie lifted her leg to wrap around Erica’s hip, giving the blonde access to delve into her deeper, harder, rougher. She couldn’t stop Erica’s names tumbling from her lips as the blonde picked up the pace of her fingers; her thumb circling Callie’s bundle of nerves. Erica used her free hand to tease the dark-haired woman’s nipples; loving the way they puckered under her touch.
Callie felt her eyes roll back in her head; her nails scratching at the blonde’s back as she held her as tight to her body as possible. Erica could feel Callie’s warm breath puffing out quickly against her ear and new the younger woman was getting close to her release. Dragging her teeth over Callie’s neck, she flicked her tongue over her rapid pulse; biting down at the same time that she curled her fingers; groaning against Callie’s skin as she felt the dark-haired woman shudder and cry out her release.
Erica slowed her fingers and carefully eased them out of Callie’s dripping core as she kissed her way along her jaw and back to the younger woman’s lips. Callie tangled her hands in blonde curls and responded to the kiss fiercely; pulling back she raised an eyebrow, “What was that noise?”
Before the blonde could reply they heard another loud crack and felt the table give way beneath them. Callie let out a groan as the table buckled beneath their weight and landed them unexpectedly on the floor with a thud.
Erica pushed herself up on her arms and looked down at Callie; her voice laced with concern, “Oh my god baby are you okay?”
Callie couldn’t help it, she knew the blonde was concerned and her body ached a little from their fall but she just couldn’t help laughing. She smiled up at Erica, “How am I going to explain this to Cristina without telling her that we broke rule number one on her kitchen table?”
Erica looked around them at the splintered legs of the dining table and began laughing along with Callie; there was no way they could explain this and they both knew it. Ah well, only a few more days until they got to move into their own apartment; they both made sure to note down that they’d need a sturdier dining room table as they got dressed and began to pick up the pieces of the broken table.
Sometimes the past haunts you and sometimes you have to let go of the past so you can grab onto the future.