Doctors don't make promises, do they? (3/?)
Title: Doctors don’t make promises, do they?
Author: Nelfy
Characters: Callie Torres, Erica Hahn, Callica ship, slight mentions of Mark, Christina and Addison
Summary: This fanfic shows what happened during the season 4 finale and goes further to explore the relationship between Callie and Erica.
Spoilers: Starts with the season 4 finale
Rating: PG-13 (will change to NC-17 in upcoming chapters)
Disclaimer: Characters belong to ABC and Shonda Rhimes
Author’s Note: This is a shorter chapter, I’m going slow on purpose. I should probably mention that English is not my mother tongue, so if I misused a saying or collocation please let me know!
Previous chapters: Chapter One, Chapter Two
Chapter Three - I need to wake up
Erica was woken up by the few sun rays that sneaked their way through the blinds. A smile immediately formed on her lips as she felt the warm body next to her. The women had fallen asleep with her arms wrapped around Callie and this was exactly the position they were still in in the morning. Erica did not want to wake Callie, but she desperately needed to use the bathroom, so she tried to sneak her hand out from under Callie carefully. After she returned, Erica couldn’t resist the temptation to take place in an armchair that was standing across from the bed to watch Callie sleep. The younger doctor looked so peaceful and happy and amazingly beautiful, as the sun reflected on her black hair and made her soft skin shine. Smiling to herself, Erica was still stunned that a woman like Callie would actually be interested in her and not just her as a doctor, but her as a person and as a lover. Erica knew very well that she was far from flawless, even though she liked to think of herself that way. Her medical skills were flawless, without a doubt, but while she was at the top of her game in the operating room, she never felt comfortable in social situations. Callie was the first person in a really long time who was able to make her open up a bit and who was genuinely accepting her for who she was. Thoughts of failing her lover crept into her head as she looked at the beauty in her bed and a single tear rolled down her cheek. Erica didn’t like crying because it made her feel week, but in this moment she was so overwhelmed with her feelings that she couldn’t hold back. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, trying to calm down.
“You’re doing it again, watching me sleep. Why don’t you come back to bed with me?” Callie asked seductively.
Erica smiled, surprised that Callie had just woken up in the exact moment she was not looking at her. Slowly, she rose out of the armchair and walked over to the bed, lying down next to Callie. The dark-haired beauty looked deep into her eyes, trying to read her emotions.
“Are you ok?”
Erica laughed, asking “Shouldn’t I be the one asking this question?”
Callie didn’t respond, her silence forcing Erica to answer her question.
“I’m fine, I was just thinking about this, about us…” she sighed, not knowing how to explain her feelings. Erica didn’t want to hurt Callie’s feelings, but she couldn’t lie to the woman she loved either.
She sighed again, carefully choosing her words “I’m not good at this, you know? I’m not sociable and I haven’t had that many relationships yet.” The cardio goddess had to laugh at her own words. One relationship, to be exact. She was embarrassed and not ready to admit her social failings. “I don’t want to hurt you. I can’t promise you all the things you deserve, I can only promise you that I will never hurt you intentionally.” She looked deep into the chocolate brown eyes, which were regarding her so intently.
I should know better than that. Never make a promise to a patient or a family that you can’t keep. Never make a promise to anyone that you might not be able to keep. The only person that can keep promises that big is God. That’s what her mentor had told her and she had lived by this mantra ever since.
Another tear rolled down her cheek, as her piercing blue eyes tried to show Callie how much love Erica possessed deep inside. Erica closed her eyes, fearing the hurt in her eyes might give away her uncertainty about the promise.
Callie was unsure why Erica was hurting. She felt safe with the older doctor and she trusted her, even though they had not been friends for long. She brushed away the tear and kissed Erica tenderly, trying to make her feel better.
“I trust you. After George … after he cheated on me, I felt as if I would never be able to open myself up to someone. Mark …” another sigh “… he was easy. He didn’t expect any feelings from me and …” Callie trailed off, trying to sort her thoughts. “I trust you. I know that you would never hurt me. We’ll take this slow. It’s not like I’ve been in successful relationships either lately.” Callie laughed, the seriousness of the situation evaporating. Erica’s face lit up slightly and she wrapped her arms around Callie’s luscious body, scooting closer to the young doctor. Normally, Erica despised close body contact, always searching for enough space to breath freely and on her own. But with Callie, everything was different and she just wanted to hold Callie close and feel her body radiate warmth.
The couple lay in the bed for some time, snuggling and drifting off into light sleep until Callie’s stomach growled, making them both laugh.
“I’ll take this a demand for breakfast.”
“Can we eat in bed?” Callie asked, wanting to enjoy the closeness she was experiencing in this moment some more. Immediately, Erica’s mind went in the gutter and she smiled at Callie mischievously.
Using her deepest voice and letting her eyes travel down the body of the younger woman, she replied: “Well, it depends on what you are hungry for”. She wiggled her brows and grinned at Callie, trying hard not to break into laughter.