Doctors don't make promises, do they? (Callie/Erica, 5/?)
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: I couldn’t sleep last night, so I already have another two chapters in my head. That’s why I decided to post twice today. Enjoy!
Previous chapters: Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four
Chapter Five - This moment
Erica was still pondering about science and medicine when Callie’s head popped into the kitchen. “I’m ready if you are.” Erica looked up, uncertain of what to expect, but even though she was as far away from ready as humanly possible, she still nodded her head and said “Let’s go and sit down in the living room.” Standing up, Erica lead Callie back into the living room, where they lay down their wants written out neatly on paper.
“So… we swap?” Callie inquired, curious what Erica had written. Smiling, Erica handed the younger woman her piece of paper and picked up Callie’s. But instead of reading Callie’s, she just watched as Callie started reading, her mouth slightly open in fascination. When the Latina finished reading, she looked up at Erica watching her. Unsure what to say, she asked “Are you not going to read mine?”. Smiling, Erica release the breath she had held unconsciously and did just that. When the blond read the last sentence, small tears had formed in her eyes and as she looked up at Callie, who was studying her intently, she couldn’t help but release one. The tear ran down her cheek, followed by Callie’s eyes, who furrowed her brows. “Damn it!” Startled, Callie sat upright, furrowing her brows even more at the sudden outburst of the older doctor.
“I swear to god, I’m not a crier. I’m not emotional like that.” Erica snuffled and used her sleeve to angrily brush away the tears that kept spilling. “You turn me into someone who cries about some beautiful words like a helpless romantic!” Callie couldn’t help but laugh at Erica’s words. She was more than happy with the power she had over Erica, even though she would, for her own safety, not mention that right now. For once, Callie realised, she had the power in her hands that George had had over her when they were dating. I’m not going to misuse it like he did, I’m going to do this right!
Erica read the words again, her resolve against workplace relationships melting away like ice in the sunshine. “I don’t usually have relationships at work. That’s just not me. I like to keep my private life strictly separated from my work life. This is going to be difficult with you, but since you are ortho and I’m cardio we probably won’t work together that much anyways. I’m glad that you feel the same way, because I just can’t have people talking about my private life.” Erica stunned Callie with her speech, as the younger doctor thought that them working together would be the least of their problems. But she realised that Erica hated the gossip in the hospital and tried to stay out of it at all cost.
“Okay” was all that Callie was able to stutter. She knew how much Erica guarded her private life and she understood that. “We’ve already been friends before, so nobody will know the difference. And my days spent in on-call rooms are SO over” Both woman chuckled, then smiled at each other and moved in to steal a chaste kiss.
Erica leaned back, looking at Callie’s nice script. “I think I’ll frame this. I want to keep the memory.” She smiled at Callie again and the younger woman moved in to really kiss her now, telling her that she liked her very much by tracing her lips with her tongue. They kissed for some minutes, hands cupping cheeks, the heat between them rising and both wanted more. More tongue. More body contact. Just more. Slowly, they broke apart, breathing heavy.
“I think that going slow might not work out so well if you attack me like that” Erica smirked, knowing very well that she had reciprocated just as much as Callie had given her.
“Who knows, I might have changed my mind already. You’re the one to blame, when you say all those nice things and look. just. so. good.” Callie punctuated each word with her eyes falling over a different part of Erica’s body, while her fingers traced the path her eyes took, starting with “look” on her lips, “just” on Erica’s neck, “so” had Callie inspect Erica’s breast and the “good” finally lead her eyes back to Erica’s. Erica shuddered under Callie’s touch, but did not move away. However, she was profoundly blushing by now, very aware of the fact that Callie had openly checked her out and seemingly enjoyed what she saw. The older woman let her fingers trace along the dark-haired woman’s lips, leaning in to kiss her again. Even though they had been seriously making out just a minute ago, this kiss was timid and soft, full of promises that could not be expressed through words.
As soon as Callie moved her hands over Erica’s breast, cupping them softly, their kissing got more urgent. Erica moaned when Callie’s fingers brushed over her nipples, which Callie could feel growing hard under the red shirt Erica was wearing. Just as Callie let her hands fall to the hem of her lover’s shirt,…
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A/N: I had a really hard time with Erica’s inner voice in this chapter, so please let me know whether you think I got it right. We know so little about Dr. Hahn that writing her is way harder than writing Callie. Also, I know that I’m mean, ending on a cliffhanger like that, but I have to keep you interested, don’t I?
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: I couldn’t sleep last night, so I already have another two chapters in my head. That’s why I decided to post twice today. Enjoy!
Previous chapters: Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four
Chapter Five - This moment
Erica was still pondering about science and medicine when Callie’s head popped into the kitchen. “I’m ready if you are.” Erica looked up, uncertain of what to expect, but even though she was as far away from ready as humanly possible, she still nodded her head and said “Let’s go and sit down in the living room.” Standing up, Erica lead Callie back into the living room, where they lay down their wants written out neatly on paper.
“So… we swap?” Callie inquired, curious what Erica had written. Smiling, Erica handed the younger woman her piece of paper and picked up Callie’s. But instead of reading Callie’s, she just watched as Callie started reading, her mouth slightly open in fascination. When the Latina finished reading, she looked up at Erica watching her. Unsure what to say, she asked “Are you not going to read mine?”. Smiling, Erica release the breath she had held unconsciously and did just that. When the blond read the last sentence, small tears had formed in her eyes and as she looked up at Callie, who was studying her intently, she couldn’t help but release one. The tear ran down her cheek, followed by Callie’s eyes, who furrowed her brows. “Damn it!” Startled, Callie sat upright, furrowing her brows even more at the sudden outburst of the older doctor.
“I swear to god, I’m not a crier. I’m not emotional like that.” Erica snuffled and used her sleeve to angrily brush away the tears that kept spilling. “You turn me into someone who cries about some beautiful words like a helpless romantic!” Callie couldn’t help but laugh at Erica’s words. She was more than happy with the power she had over Erica, even though she would, for her own safety, not mention that right now. For once, Callie realised, she had the power in her hands that George had had over her when they were dating. I’m not going to misuse it like he did, I’m going to do this right!
Erica read the words again, her resolve against workplace relationships melting away like ice in the sunshine. “I don’t usually have relationships at work. That’s just not me. I like to keep my private life strictly separated from my work life. This is going to be difficult with you, but since you are ortho and I’m cardio we probably won’t work together that much anyways. I’m glad that you feel the same way, because I just can’t have people talking about my private life.” Erica stunned Callie with her speech, as the younger doctor thought that them working together would be the least of their problems. But she realised that Erica hated the gossip in the hospital and tried to stay out of it at all cost.
“Okay” was all that Callie was able to stutter. She knew how much Erica guarded her private life and she understood that. “We’ve already been friends before, so nobody will know the difference. And my days spent in on-call rooms are SO over” Both woman chuckled, then smiled at each other and moved in to steal a chaste kiss.
Erica leaned back, looking at Callie’s nice script. “I think I’ll frame this. I want to keep the memory.” She smiled at Callie again and the younger woman moved in to really kiss her now, telling her that she liked her very much by tracing her lips with her tongue. They kissed for some minutes, hands cupping cheeks, the heat between them rising and both wanted more. More tongue. More body contact. Just more. Slowly, they broke apart, breathing heavy.
“I think that going slow might not work out so well if you attack me like that” Erica smirked, knowing very well that she had reciprocated just as much as Callie had given her.
“Who knows, I might have changed my mind already. You’re the one to blame, when you say all those nice things and look. just. so. good.” Callie punctuated each word with her eyes falling over a different part of Erica’s body, while her fingers traced the path her eyes took, starting with “look” on her lips, “just” on Erica’s neck, “so” had Callie inspect Erica’s breast and the “good” finally lead her eyes back to Erica’s. Erica shuddered under Callie’s touch, but did not move away. However, she was profoundly blushing by now, very aware of the fact that Callie had openly checked her out and seemingly enjoyed what she saw. The older woman let her fingers trace along the dark-haired woman’s lips, leaning in to kiss her again. Even though they had been seriously making out just a minute ago, this kiss was timid and soft, full of promises that could not be expressed through words.
As soon as Callie moved her hands over Erica’s breast, cupping them softly, their kissing got more urgent. Erica moaned when Callie’s fingers brushed over her nipples, which Callie could feel growing hard under the red shirt Erica was wearing. Just as Callie let her hands fall to the hem of her lover’s shirt,…
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A/N: I had a really hard time with Erica’s inner voice in this chapter, so please let me know whether you think I got it right. We know so little about Dr. Hahn that writing her is way harder than writing Callie. Also, I know that I’m mean, ending on a cliffhanger like that, but I have to keep you interested, don’t I?