Two Hearts.... One Beat
Title: Two Hearts.. One Beat
Rating: R
Pairing: Callie/Erica and Mark/Callie
Disclaimer: All television and copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events are the properties of their respective owners. Just for entertainment only. We wish we owned McSteamy.. but sigh We don't. I would like to own Callie.. but oh well ;-)
Chapter 3
Erica's POV
"Hahn...where is Dr. Torres?" Chief Webber questioned with a stern look on his face.
It took all I had not to throw the chart I was holding in my hands at his face. "Chief, I did not hire on here as the one of the best heart surgeons to keep up with your new employees."
I couldn't help but feel a smile tug at the corner of my lips as I watched him walk off. If smoke could really come out of someone's ears, he'd be causing the fire alarm to go off.
"Always such a bitch?"
Damn Callie Torres. I slammed my chat down on the desk. "Do you have any idea who you are talking to?"
Callie crossed her arms, propping her curvy torso against the desk that Erica was sitting behind. "Hm... where do I begin? You're Erica Hahn. You head in cardiothoracic surgery. Longtime rival of Preston Burke-- dating back to medical school. You and him were classmates at John Hopkins Medical School. You graduated in second. Burke first. You were a cardiothoracic attending surgeon at Mercy West Hospital before you transferred here taking Burke's spot."
Um... where in the hell did that come from? This damn woman knows her information. "Okay, so you have done your research. I'll give you props on that, but..."
Callie stood her ground. "I'm not finished."
"Oh?"
"You always come in second..." Callie began.
I rose from my seat quickly. I was not going to sit here and allow this resident to remind me of my failures. She knew where to hit me. And man, did she hit me hard as hell. I held my head up high as I looked down on her. I felt the tears rushing to my eyes. I will not let her win at this. I will not come in second in this dicussion. "Dr. Torres, since you are under my watch today, do me a favor. Do not speak unless spoken to. If you make one mistake today, I will make sure of it that you are fired and will never work in a hospital in Seattle again. Do you understand me?"
I didn't even give her time to answer. I strutted past her. I had to prove to her that she does get to me. But hell.. I'm sure it's obvious that she does. I stepped as quickly as I could to my office. Once reaching my destination, I opened the door, slamming it shut behind me. I didn't even make it to my desk. Lowering myself to the floor, my back against the door, my tear stained cheeks found my hands. The hit from Callie Torres still ached. So damn badly.
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"Torres." Mark smiled as he placed his leather jacket around his broad shoulders. Callie glanced up from the chart she was currently documenting in. She smiled at him. He was extremely handsome. Why wasn't there men like that in California? Addison would eat him up.
"Call me Callie."
Crossing his arms, he supported himself up against the desk as he peered down at her. "Who you charting on, Callie?"
"Ever heard of HIPPA, Sloan?" She bit her lower lip as she eyed him. Callie, stop flirting. You aren't here to find a man.
"Well.. how about we let this resident appear okay for the time being and you stop charting on him... or her." Mark sneaked his hand down and closed the chart. "Have a drink with me. You've been here fourteen hours. Hahn has left so it's your turn to head out the door."
"Are you trying to get me in bed?" Callie placed the chart back on the rack where it went.
"Depends."
Callie smirked and stood up from the chair. "On what, Dr. Sloan?"
"Are you seducible?"
A giggle escaped Callie's lips. "Is that a word?"
Mark shrugged. "Hell if I know. It sounded good. Now drink or not?"
Checking out the time on her watch, Callie knew she needed her rest. But... Mark Sloan was so damn irresistible. "Fine. A couple drinks won't hurt anything. But you aren't getting me in bed tonight. Don't even try."
"I have a couch."
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Callie scanned the surroundings of Joe's. It was a nice little bar. She grinned to herself wishing that Addison could be here with her. She'd love this place. Alcohol and guys. All Addison would ever need.
"Anyone ever tell you that your smile lights up a room?"
Callie looked down at her hands as she felt herself begin to blush. "Thank you."
"Don't thank me. I'm just being honest. You're gorgeous." Mark took a drink of his beer. "That was the first thing I noticed about you. You don't have the typical beauty of the other women around you. I can't explain it. I just know that if I look in your eyes any longer, I'm definitely going to be needing a compass."
"Smooth line. Use that on all the new doctors you work with?" She raised her glass to her lips allowing the cold alcohol to touch her lips. She hoped it would lower her body temperature down a tad. Mark Sloan was getting her hot. Very hot.
"Just you." He sat down his beer and reached for her hand as he stood up. Callie allowed her eyes to travel from his hand to his face. "Dance with me."
"Yes Sir." She emptied her glass in one quick move. "Let's go."
As Mark led her to the dance floor, he laughed as he noticed the majority of the guys in the bar had their eyes on her. "All the guys in here right now are envious of me."
Callie wrapped her tan arms around his neck, edging herself closer to him. "And why do you say that?" She toyed with the hairs on the back of his neck. He leaned down closer to her so his lips were right at her ear.
"Because, Callie Torres.. like I told you- your smile lights up a room. Imagine what your beauty does."
Callie closed her eyes. Mark Sloan had a way with words. She knew she'd fall. She just hoped and prayed that he would catch her.
A/U: Thank you so much for all the reviews!! It means alot knowing that you all enjoy the fic :-) Please keep them coming. The more reviews, the more inspired I am to get another chapter up ;-)
Rating: R
Pairing: Callie/Erica and Mark/Callie
Disclaimer: All television and copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events are the properties of their respective owners. Just for entertainment only. We wish we owned McSteamy.. but sigh We don't. I would like to own Callie.. but oh well ;-)
Chapter 3
Erica's POV
"Hahn...where is Dr. Torres?" Chief Webber questioned with a stern look on his face.
It took all I had not to throw the chart I was holding in my hands at his face. "Chief, I did not hire on here as the one of the best heart surgeons to keep up with your new employees."
I couldn't help but feel a smile tug at the corner of my lips as I watched him walk off. If smoke could really come out of someone's ears, he'd be causing the fire alarm to go off.
"Always such a bitch?"
Damn Callie Torres. I slammed my chat down on the desk. "Do you have any idea who you are talking to?"
Callie crossed her arms, propping her curvy torso against the desk that Erica was sitting behind. "Hm... where do I begin? You're Erica Hahn. You head in cardiothoracic surgery. Longtime rival of Preston Burke-- dating back to medical school. You and him were classmates at John Hopkins Medical School. You graduated in second. Burke first. You were a cardiothoracic attending surgeon at Mercy West Hospital before you transferred here taking Burke's spot."
Um... where in the hell did that come from? This damn woman knows her information. "Okay, so you have done your research. I'll give you props on that, but..."
Callie stood her ground. "I'm not finished."
"Oh?"
"You always come in second..." Callie began.
I rose from my seat quickly. I was not going to sit here and allow this resident to remind me of my failures. She knew where to hit me. And man, did she hit me hard as hell. I held my head up high as I looked down on her. I felt the tears rushing to my eyes. I will not let her win at this. I will not come in second in this dicussion. "Dr. Torres, since you are under my watch today, do me a favor. Do not speak unless spoken to. If you make one mistake today, I will make sure of it that you are fired and will never work in a hospital in Seattle again. Do you understand me?"
I didn't even give her time to answer. I strutted past her. I had to prove to her that she does get to me. But hell.. I'm sure it's obvious that she does. I stepped as quickly as I could to my office. Once reaching my destination, I opened the door, slamming it shut behind me. I didn't even make it to my desk. Lowering myself to the floor, my back against the door, my tear stained cheeks found my hands. The hit from Callie Torres still ached. So damn badly.
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"Torres." Mark smiled as he placed his leather jacket around his broad shoulders. Callie glanced up from the chart she was currently documenting in. She smiled at him. He was extremely handsome. Why wasn't there men like that in California? Addison would eat him up.
"Call me Callie."
Crossing his arms, he supported himself up against the desk as he peered down at her. "Who you charting on, Callie?"
"Ever heard of HIPPA, Sloan?" She bit her lower lip as she eyed him. Callie, stop flirting. You aren't here to find a man.
"Well.. how about we let this resident appear okay for the time being and you stop charting on him... or her." Mark sneaked his hand down and closed the chart. "Have a drink with me. You've been here fourteen hours. Hahn has left so it's your turn to head out the door."
"Are you trying to get me in bed?" Callie placed the chart back on the rack where it went.
"Depends."
Callie smirked and stood up from the chair. "On what, Dr. Sloan?"
"Are you seducible?"
A giggle escaped Callie's lips. "Is that a word?"
Mark shrugged. "Hell if I know. It sounded good. Now drink or not?"
Checking out the time on her watch, Callie knew she needed her rest. But... Mark Sloan was so damn irresistible. "Fine. A couple drinks won't hurt anything. But you aren't getting me in bed tonight. Don't even try."
"I have a couch."
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Callie scanned the surroundings of Joe's. It was a nice little bar. She grinned to herself wishing that Addison could be here with her. She'd love this place. Alcohol and guys. All Addison would ever need.
"Anyone ever tell you that your smile lights up a room?"
Callie looked down at her hands as she felt herself begin to blush. "Thank you."
"Don't thank me. I'm just being honest. You're gorgeous." Mark took a drink of his beer. "That was the first thing I noticed about you. You don't have the typical beauty of the other women around you. I can't explain it. I just know that if I look in your eyes any longer, I'm definitely going to be needing a compass."
"Smooth line. Use that on all the new doctors you work with?" She raised her glass to her lips allowing the cold alcohol to touch her lips. She hoped it would lower her body temperature down a tad. Mark Sloan was getting her hot. Very hot.
"Just you." He sat down his beer and reached for her hand as he stood up. Callie allowed her eyes to travel from his hand to his face. "Dance with me."
"Yes Sir." She emptied her glass in one quick move. "Let's go."
As Mark led her to the dance floor, he laughed as he noticed the majority of the guys in the bar had their eyes on her. "All the guys in here right now are envious of me."
Callie wrapped her tan arms around his neck, edging herself closer to him. "And why do you say that?" She toyed with the hairs on the back of his neck. He leaned down closer to her so his lips were right at her ear.
"Because, Callie Torres.. like I told you- your smile lights up a room. Imagine what your beauty does."
Callie closed her eyes. Mark Sloan had a way with words. She knew she'd fall. She just hoped and prayed that he would catch her.
A/U: Thank you so much for all the reviews!! It means alot knowing that you all enjoy the fic :-) Please keep them coming. The more reviews, the more inspired I am to get another chapter up ;-)