I Thought I Just Saw A Ghost (4/?)
Title: I Thought I Just Saw A Ghost (4/?)
Author: asirnay
Pairing: Callie/Arizona, Mark/Lexie, Arizona/Teddy (friendship), Callie/Mark (friendship)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: What happened after the end of episode 7.10. Slightly AU.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Doctors Alex Karev and Jackson Avery entered Seattle Grace-Mercy West together. The roommates caught a ride with Meredith Grey and April Kepner, who followed right behind them. Occasionally the two have had conflict with each other, whether it was Alex making it clear that Avery and his friends weren’t welcome after the merger or Avery defending Kepner’s honor at Owen and Cristina’s house warming party. Since then, they’ve maintained an unspoken truce.
“So, you’re still on Dr. Robbins service?” Avery asked as Karev took a sip of coffee.
“Yep.” Karev grinned.
“What’s up with Stark then?”
“He can go to hell for all I care.”
“Ouch.” Jackson chuckled. “Well, I’m on Dr. Torres’ service today.”
“Good for you.” Alex said dryly.
“You think her and Robbins are getting back together?”
“Dude, do I look like freakin’ Gossip Girl to you?” Alex scowled at his roommate.
“No, I didn’t mean it like that. I mean, c’mon, Torres is hot. Right?”
“You won’t get any argument out of me about that.” Karev took another sip of coffee, briefly remembering the one night stand he had with the ortho surgeon years ago.
“I was just asking if, you know, if she was available...”
Alex spit out his coffee and erupted into laughter. “You and Torres?”
“It can happen.” Avery’s reply made Karev laugh even harder.
“Oh, you are serious.” The up and coming peds surgeon wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his jacket as he noticed his roommate’s silence. “Well not to speak bad about the dead, but the fact that her ex-husband resembled a freakin’ Hobbitt, you might actually have a shot.”
Karev patted Jackson bluntly on his back before stepping aboard the elevator. Avery followed suit.
“Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence.” The blue eyed resident said sarcastically.
“Anytime, man.” Alex gulped the last of his coffee. “Anytime.”
Callie read through a raunchy text message forwarded to her from Mark as she waited for the elevator to return to the lobby. She quickly replied before the bell dinged. The raven haired beauty stepped aboard and pressed the button marked 6.
“Hold the elevator!” A familiar voice called out to her. “Hold that elevator!”
Torres pressed “door open”, hoping the person yelling frantically wasn’t the same person she was trying to avoid. Her wishes were crushed as Arizona Robbins entered the elevator.
“Thank you. Oh.” The peds surgeon was genuinely surprised to see her ex. “Good morning, Callie. I didn’t realize it was you.”
The fact that Arizona used her nickname caught the ortho surgeon off guard. She remembered ordering her ex not to use her full name. Callie didn’t count on her abiding by her wish. The way Robbins said “Calliope” was so soothing and melodic that she didn’t mind being called that. Her parents were the only other exceptions.
“Good morning.” Callie responded as she tucked her Blackberry inside of her pants’ pocket.
They both avoided eye contact with each other, opting to look at the number increase as the elevator rose higher. The last time they broke up and found themselves alone, Arizona showered Callie with passionate kisses. The peds surgeon looked over at her ex, fighting the urge to do it again. Callie noticed the blonde haired beauty stealing glances at her.
“Listen.” Arizona broke the awkward silence. “I know we’re not together. But, we’re both back at the hospital now. And the last time we were broken up, we tried to be friends but that didn’t quite work out. If you don’t want to be friends, then I can respect that. We’re both two mature adults and I hope we can at least be civil towards one other. How does that sound? You agree?”
“Hmm.” Callie mulled it over. “I agree.”
Arizona extended her arm towards her ex. Torres shook her hand. They savored the feel of each other’s skin before letting go. The bell dinged once more, signalling that the elevator doors were about to open.
“Okay, then.” Robbins flashed the raven haired beauty a slight smile. “I hope you have a nice day.”
The ortho surgeon looked back at Arizona after she stepped off the elevator. “You have a nice day, too.”
After the doors shut, Callie lingered in front of the elevator as it continued to carry her ex to the tenth floor. She couldn’t help but wonder if she had just made the right decision. Arizona exhaled, relieving herself of the tension she felt in her stomach. She didn’t like the compromise that her beloved Calliope accepted, yet she’d rather deal with her on those terms than not at all.
“Dude, what the hell is that?” Alex Karev pointed at what Jackson Avery held carefully in his hand. April Kepner looked up from her chart to pay attention to her roommates’ conversation.
“A cup of coffee. Duh! It’s amazing who they allow to become doctors nowadays.”
“I know it’s a cup of coffee, moron. My point is I’ve never seen you drink any.”
“I have coffee from time to time. But, if you must know, I got this for Dr. Torres.”
Kepner snorted with laughter and returned her attention to her patient’s chart.
“Dude, seriously?” Alex chuckled. “You mean to tell me you’re actually gonna try winning Torres over with a cup of coffee? O’ Malley had more game than you, and that’s saying something.”
April snickered again, drawing the attention of her roommates.
“I know you got something to say, Kepner.” Karev stared daggers at the talkative resident. “Go ‘head. Spill, even though we don’t really wanna hear it.”
“Nope.” April replied without looking up from her chart. Alex turned towards Avery and gave him a look of disbelief. The blue eyed resident did nothing more than shrug in response.
“Uh, are you alright?” Jackson asked his chatty roommate with an once of concern.
“Yeah, never better. Why?”
“It’s just that...” Avery’s voice trailed off, momentarily at a loss for words.
“It’s just that you always poke your nose in everyone’s business.” Alex interjected.
“I’m trying something new.” Kepner finally looked up from her chart. “I’m not obligated to always give my opinion on everything. So I’m not saying a single word.”
April walked away from the nurses’ station, clutching her chart like a schoolgirl. Both Karev and Avery looked on as she made her departure.
“Not that I care, but should I be worried?” Alex looked at his roommate, somewhat perplexed.
“Be afraid, Karev. Be very afraid.”
“You sure you don’t want me to fly up there and kick her ass?” Addison Montgomery sat behind her desk at Oceanside Wellness Center, the co-op medical practice where she worked since leaving Seattle Grace years ago.
“No, that won’t be necessary.” Callie Torres, now changed into her navy blue scrubs and white lab coat with rolled up sleeves, smiled at her good friend wanting to protect her. “I’m fine. Really. So, how are things with you and Sam?”
“We’re good actually.” Addison grinned at the mention of her new beau. “We’ve had our ups and downs, but for the most part, we’re still going strong. Oh, speak of the devil...”
As if right on cue, Dr. Sam Bennett entered his girlfriend’s office and planted a kiss on her lips.
“Hey you.” He smiled as he pulled away from her.
“Hey yourself.” Addison’s smile grew even wider.
“Let me guess. You’re on the phone with Callie?”
“Yep. She says ‘hi’, by the way.”
“Tell her she might as well come on back down to L.A. The two of you are inseparable, even with a few states in between. And tell her to bring her girlfriend. She loved it down here.”
“Uh...” Addison’s expression changed, mouthing out the words “They broke up.”
“Oh, well. The invitation still stands regardless. With or without Dr. Robbins.” Sam leaned in and gave his girlfriend another kiss. “I gotta run to the hospital. Catch you later.”
“You’re the best.” Addison beamed at her boyfriend.
“I know.” He replied before exiting the office.
“You caught all that?” The fiery auburn resumed her telephone conversation.
“Mmm hmm.” Callie replied.
“And?”
“It’s tempting. Now’s not a good time. But, I’ll be back in L.A. to visit as soon as I can.”
“Callie, you sure you’re okay? I could come up and hang out with you for a few days.”
“No. You don’t have to do that. I’m fine.” The ortho surgeon replied. “Besides, you seem to have a lot on your plate down there. Speaking of which, how’s your friend, Charlotte?”
“Charlotte and I aren’t exactly friends.” Addison spoke of Dr. King, a colleague at Oceanside Wellness who was recently assaulted and raped. “She was actually pissed off at me for trying to help her. But now, she’s just doing the best she can, one day at a time.”
“That’s all anybody can do after going through something like that.”
“True. And how’s your old roommate, Yang?” Addison inquired about Cristina, once an ambitious surgeon who recently quit her residency at Seattle Grace-Mercy West, months after suffering through traumatic experience during the shooting spree that occurred at the hospital.
Callie sighed. “The same. Taking it one day at a time. It’s weird, though. On one hand, she seems fine. But on the other hand, she just seems ...lost.”
“I can’t even imagine what it must’ve felt like being in that situation, being face to face with the shooter, while trying to save Derek. He may not be my husband anymore, but I’m eternally grateful to her that he’s still alive.”
“Yeah, it was definitely scary as hell.” Torres remembered her own confrontation with Gary Clark, the man who gunned down dozens of people, including Addison’s ex-husband and Alex Karev. The incident occurred the last time Callie and Arizona had gone their separate ways, and resulted in their reconciliation. That same incident put things in perspective for both women. In spite of their issues, they resolved to be together no matter what. Callie wondered to herself whatever happened to that determination to remain a couple. Her eyes shifted down the hallway as she noticed Jackson Avery approaching her. “Hey, Addie. I gotta go. My resident is here.”
“Alright. I’ll call to check on you later.”
“I know you will.” Callie smiled before she and Addison said their goodbyes. The ortho surgeon wished she could just drop everything to go to Los Angeles. But, she knew running away from her problems wouldn’t solve anything.
“ ‘Morning, Dr. Torres.” Avery wore a confident grin as he attempted to hand over the cup of coffee to its intended recipient.
“ ‘Morning, Dr. Avery.” Callie glanced down at what Jackson held in his hand and chuckled. “No thanks. I already had some.” She reached over for her patient’s chart that was resting on the counter at the nurse’s station. “And for the record, trying to brown nose won’t win you any extra points with me.” The corners of Torres’ lips curled up into a smirk. “Okay. We’ve got a knee replacement scheduled for this afternoon. Meet me at Room 210 whenever you’re done with that.”
Jackson’s ego deflated as his attending walked down the hall. Out of nowhere, Karev swooped in and claimed the cup of coffee that his roommate held for himself. Looking over his shoulder, Alex flashed his roommate a devious grin as he nodded. Avery huffed as he shook his head in disbelief. He proceeded to walk towards his patient’s room to rendezvous with Dr. Torres.
Author: asirnay
Pairing: Callie/Arizona, Mark/Lexie, Arizona/Teddy (friendship), Callie/Mark (friendship)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: What happened after the end of episode 7.10. Slightly AU.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Doctors Alex Karev and Jackson Avery entered Seattle Grace-Mercy West together. The roommates caught a ride with Meredith Grey and April Kepner, who followed right behind them. Occasionally the two have had conflict with each other, whether it was Alex making it clear that Avery and his friends weren’t welcome after the merger or Avery defending Kepner’s honor at Owen and Cristina’s house warming party. Since then, they’ve maintained an unspoken truce.
“So, you’re still on Dr. Robbins service?” Avery asked as Karev took a sip of coffee.
“Yep.” Karev grinned.
“What’s up with Stark then?”
“He can go to hell for all I care.”
“Ouch.” Jackson chuckled. “Well, I’m on Dr. Torres’ service today.”
“Good for you.” Alex said dryly.
“You think her and Robbins are getting back together?”
“Dude, do I look like freakin’ Gossip Girl to you?” Alex scowled at his roommate.
“No, I didn’t mean it like that. I mean, c’mon, Torres is hot. Right?”
“You won’t get any argument out of me about that.” Karev took another sip of coffee, briefly remembering the one night stand he had with the ortho surgeon years ago.
“I was just asking if, you know, if she was available...”
Alex spit out his coffee and erupted into laughter. “You and Torres?”
“It can happen.” Avery’s reply made Karev laugh even harder.
“Oh, you are serious.” The up and coming peds surgeon wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his jacket as he noticed his roommate’s silence. “Well not to speak bad about the dead, but the fact that her ex-husband resembled a freakin’ Hobbitt, you might actually have a shot.”
Karev patted Jackson bluntly on his back before stepping aboard the elevator. Avery followed suit.
“Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence.” The blue eyed resident said sarcastically.
“Anytime, man.” Alex gulped the last of his coffee. “Anytime.”
Callie read through a raunchy text message forwarded to her from Mark as she waited for the elevator to return to the lobby. She quickly replied before the bell dinged. The raven haired beauty stepped aboard and pressed the button marked 6.
“Hold the elevator!” A familiar voice called out to her. “Hold that elevator!”
Torres pressed “door open”, hoping the person yelling frantically wasn’t the same person she was trying to avoid. Her wishes were crushed as Arizona Robbins entered the elevator.
“Thank you. Oh.” The peds surgeon was genuinely surprised to see her ex. “Good morning, Callie. I didn’t realize it was you.”
The fact that Arizona used her nickname caught the ortho surgeon off guard. She remembered ordering her ex not to use her full name. Callie didn’t count on her abiding by her wish. The way Robbins said “Calliope” was so soothing and melodic that she didn’t mind being called that. Her parents were the only other exceptions.
“Good morning.” Callie responded as she tucked her Blackberry inside of her pants’ pocket.
They both avoided eye contact with each other, opting to look at the number increase as the elevator rose higher. The last time they broke up and found themselves alone, Arizona showered Callie with passionate kisses. The peds surgeon looked over at her ex, fighting the urge to do it again. Callie noticed the blonde haired beauty stealing glances at her.
“Listen.” Arizona broke the awkward silence. “I know we’re not together. But, we’re both back at the hospital now. And the last time we were broken up, we tried to be friends but that didn’t quite work out. If you don’t want to be friends, then I can respect that. We’re both two mature adults and I hope we can at least be civil towards one other. How does that sound? You agree?”
“Hmm.” Callie mulled it over. “I agree.”
Arizona extended her arm towards her ex. Torres shook her hand. They savored the feel of each other’s skin before letting go. The bell dinged once more, signalling that the elevator doors were about to open.
“Okay, then.” Robbins flashed the raven haired beauty a slight smile. “I hope you have a nice day.”
The ortho surgeon looked back at Arizona after she stepped off the elevator. “You have a nice day, too.”
After the doors shut, Callie lingered in front of the elevator as it continued to carry her ex to the tenth floor. She couldn’t help but wonder if she had just made the right decision. Arizona exhaled, relieving herself of the tension she felt in her stomach. She didn’t like the compromise that her beloved Calliope accepted, yet she’d rather deal with her on those terms than not at all.
“Dude, what the hell is that?” Alex Karev pointed at what Jackson Avery held carefully in his hand. April Kepner looked up from her chart to pay attention to her roommates’ conversation.
“A cup of coffee. Duh! It’s amazing who they allow to become doctors nowadays.”
“I know it’s a cup of coffee, moron. My point is I’ve never seen you drink any.”
“I have coffee from time to time. But, if you must know, I got this for Dr. Torres.”
Kepner snorted with laughter and returned her attention to her patient’s chart.
“Dude, seriously?” Alex chuckled. “You mean to tell me you’re actually gonna try winning Torres over with a cup of coffee? O’ Malley had more game than you, and that’s saying something.”
April snickered again, drawing the attention of her roommates.
“I know you got something to say, Kepner.” Karev stared daggers at the talkative resident. “Go ‘head. Spill, even though we don’t really wanna hear it.”
“Nope.” April replied without looking up from her chart. Alex turned towards Avery and gave him a look of disbelief. The blue eyed resident did nothing more than shrug in response.
“Uh, are you alright?” Jackson asked his chatty roommate with an once of concern.
“Yeah, never better. Why?”
“It’s just that...” Avery’s voice trailed off, momentarily at a loss for words.
“It’s just that you always poke your nose in everyone’s business.” Alex interjected.
“I’m trying something new.” Kepner finally looked up from her chart. “I’m not obligated to always give my opinion on everything. So I’m not saying a single word.”
April walked away from the nurses’ station, clutching her chart like a schoolgirl. Both Karev and Avery looked on as she made her departure.
“Not that I care, but should I be worried?” Alex looked at his roommate, somewhat perplexed.
“Be afraid, Karev. Be very afraid.”
“You sure you don’t want me to fly up there and kick her ass?” Addison Montgomery sat behind her desk at Oceanside Wellness Center, the co-op medical practice where she worked since leaving Seattle Grace years ago.
“No, that won’t be necessary.” Callie Torres, now changed into her navy blue scrubs and white lab coat with rolled up sleeves, smiled at her good friend wanting to protect her. “I’m fine. Really. So, how are things with you and Sam?”
“We’re good actually.” Addison grinned at the mention of her new beau. “We’ve had our ups and downs, but for the most part, we’re still going strong. Oh, speak of the devil...”
As if right on cue, Dr. Sam Bennett entered his girlfriend’s office and planted a kiss on her lips.
“Hey you.” He smiled as he pulled away from her.
“Hey yourself.” Addison’s smile grew even wider.
“Let me guess. You’re on the phone with Callie?”
“Yep. She says ‘hi’, by the way.”
“Tell her she might as well come on back down to L.A. The two of you are inseparable, even with a few states in between. And tell her to bring her girlfriend. She loved it down here.”
“Uh...” Addison’s expression changed, mouthing out the words “They broke up.”
“Oh, well. The invitation still stands regardless. With or without Dr. Robbins.” Sam leaned in and gave his girlfriend another kiss. “I gotta run to the hospital. Catch you later.”
“You’re the best.” Addison beamed at her boyfriend.
“I know.” He replied before exiting the office.
“You caught all that?” The fiery auburn resumed her telephone conversation.
“Mmm hmm.” Callie replied.
“And?”
“It’s tempting. Now’s not a good time. But, I’ll be back in L.A. to visit as soon as I can.”
“Callie, you sure you’re okay? I could come up and hang out with you for a few days.”
“No. You don’t have to do that. I’m fine.” The ortho surgeon replied. “Besides, you seem to have a lot on your plate down there. Speaking of which, how’s your friend, Charlotte?”
“Charlotte and I aren’t exactly friends.” Addison spoke of Dr. King, a colleague at Oceanside Wellness who was recently assaulted and raped. “She was actually pissed off at me for trying to help her. But now, she’s just doing the best she can, one day at a time.”
“That’s all anybody can do after going through something like that.”
“True. And how’s your old roommate, Yang?” Addison inquired about Cristina, once an ambitious surgeon who recently quit her residency at Seattle Grace-Mercy West, months after suffering through traumatic experience during the shooting spree that occurred at the hospital.
Callie sighed. “The same. Taking it one day at a time. It’s weird, though. On one hand, she seems fine. But on the other hand, she just seems ...lost.”
“I can’t even imagine what it must’ve felt like being in that situation, being face to face with the shooter, while trying to save Derek. He may not be my husband anymore, but I’m eternally grateful to her that he’s still alive.”
“Yeah, it was definitely scary as hell.” Torres remembered her own confrontation with Gary Clark, the man who gunned down dozens of people, including Addison’s ex-husband and Alex Karev. The incident occurred the last time Callie and Arizona had gone their separate ways, and resulted in their reconciliation. That same incident put things in perspective for both women. In spite of their issues, they resolved to be together no matter what. Callie wondered to herself whatever happened to that determination to remain a couple. Her eyes shifted down the hallway as she noticed Jackson Avery approaching her. “Hey, Addie. I gotta go. My resident is here.”
“Alright. I’ll call to check on you later.”
“I know you will.” Callie smiled before she and Addison said their goodbyes. The ortho surgeon wished she could just drop everything to go to Los Angeles. But, she knew running away from her problems wouldn’t solve anything.
“ ‘Morning, Dr. Torres.” Avery wore a confident grin as he attempted to hand over the cup of coffee to its intended recipient.
“ ‘Morning, Dr. Avery.” Callie glanced down at what Jackson held in his hand and chuckled. “No thanks. I already had some.” She reached over for her patient’s chart that was resting on the counter at the nurse’s station. “And for the record, trying to brown nose won’t win you any extra points with me.” The corners of Torres’ lips curled up into a smirk. “Okay. We’ve got a knee replacement scheduled for this afternoon. Meet me at Room 210 whenever you’re done with that.”
Jackson’s ego deflated as his attending walked down the hall. Out of nowhere, Karev swooped in and claimed the cup of coffee that his roommate held for himself. Looking over his shoulder, Alex flashed his roommate a devious grin as he nodded. Avery huffed as he shook his head in disbelief. He proceeded to walk towards his patient’s room to rendezvous with Dr. Torres.