Doctors don't make promises, do they? (Callie/Erica, 6/?)
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: NC-17
Disclaimer: Characters belong to ABC and Shonda Rhimes
Author’s Note: Dr. Erica Hahn is really giving me a hard time. And I’m having writer’s block, mainly because my mum is driving me crazy. Living at home - not so much fun anymore. So, I’m sorry, but I only have one chapter for you today.
Previous chapters: Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four, Chapter Five
Chapter Six - Down to one
Just as Callie let her hands fall to the hem of her lover’s shirt, her phone rang, making them break apart hastily as if someone had walked in on them kissing. Callie groaned, then stood up to get her purse which still lay next to the sofa where she had let it fall the previous evening. She answered the call, sitting back down on the armrest.
“This better be important.”
“Why, am I interrupting some Sapphic loving?”
Callie groaned. “What do you want?”
“I just wanted to check and see if you needed anything. You know. ANYTHING you two might be missing.” Callie could practically see Mark smirk before her eyes.
“I’m going to hang up.”
“What, don’t you enjoy my dirty talk anymore?”
“I thought we had already established that I liked the object of said talk.” Erica looked at Callie, furrowing her brows. She’s probably wondering who I’m talking to.
“Touché. I just wanted to check on you and see whether you are fine.” The tone of his voice showed Callie that Mark was serious this time.
“I’m fine. Actually I’m better than fine.” Callie smiled at Erica, indicating that everything was good. The older woman was still unable to make any sense of the conversation.
“So, you and Hahn are now a couple? You know, I never thought that you would be my competition to get into her pants. Maybe that’s why she was able to resist me, because she had already laid her eyes on you.” Callie laughed, as she had not yet forgotten Mark’s attempts to woo Erica.
“You know, I have this feeling that even without me, you wouldn’t have gotten into her pants.” Erica squirmed, as she realised that Callie was probably talking to Mark, about her, non the less.
“So she’s a full-blown lesbian?” Mark inquired, his curiosity getting the upper hand over his tactfulness.
“Hm, honestly I don’t know. And even if I did, I probably wouldn’t tell you. You know, there’s this thing called privacy. You probably haven’t heard of it, but it means respecting that some things are not made for your ears.” Even though Callie was not interested in Mark any more, she still loved to tease and banter with him. Erica, in the meanwhile, felt very self-conscious listening to Callie’s phone conversation, so she left the living room to make some sandwiches in the kitchen.
“So you are not going to give me anything in return for my help? That’s not fair! I was hoping to at least get some juice details, now that I’ve given up my sex buddy.”
“Mark!” Callie tried to put as much outrage as possible into her voice, but then had to laugh at his wording. Sex buddy didn’t sound too bad to her. “Listen, Erica and I, we are taking it slow and we don’t want people to gossip about us at work. So, I would really appreciate it if you could keep this thing that we have to yourself for now.”
“Any chance I get at least a little picture of you two in bed together in return for keeping your ‘thing’ a secret.”
“MARK!” This time, Callie really was outraged. He couldn’t possibly be serious about that. At the same time, the way he had stressed the word ‘thing’ had reminded her of the conversation she had had with Erica in the scrub room about friendships and the ‘thing’ that she had had going with Mark at that time.
“I’m just kidding. I won’t tell anyone, I promise. I thought that we are friends, so if you promise me to still go out on a beer every once in a while and bring your hot girlfriend along so I can stare at her I won’t tell anyone a thing. Not even Derek!”
Callie could hear in his voice that he was serious, but he also sounded a bit sad. Mark really thinks that we are friends. Not just sex buddies, but friends. “I promise. But please don’t hit on her anymore, if you can help it. How are things with Derek anyways?”
“You know.” Mark sighed, indirectly telling Callie that he didn’t want to talk about it. “Listen, why don’t you give your super-hot heart surgeon girlfriend a kiss from me and go back to what you were doing when I called. And I’ll go back to lesbian porn and just imagine that that’s you and Erica on my screen. How does that sound?”
“Both of those suggestions don’t sound right to me. But thanks for calling and I’ll see you at work tomorrow, okay?”
“Great! You might have to treat me for carpal tunnel syndrome anyways, now that I’ve lost my sex buddy.” Callie laughed at his comment.
“Is sex all you can think about?”
“Sadly, yes. This reputation as a manwhore didn’t just appear out of nowhere.” Callie laughed again. Mark is my friend, even if most of our conversations revolve around sex.
“Don’t worry, I’m the best in my specialty. I’ll talk to you tomorrow!”
“Okay. Bye, have a nice day with Dr. Hahn.”
“Bye.” Callie hung up, laughing at their conversation. Did he just really say all that? Did I just really listen all that?
Still chuckling, she went into the kitchen to find Erica.
“Sorry about that. Mark just wanted to know whether I’m fine.”
“What did you tell him?” Erica’s cold tone startled her.
“That I’m good. And I told him to not tell anyone about us and he promised, so we won’t have to worry about him.”
Erica turned around, staring at her, her blue eyes cold and hard. “You told SLOAN about us? Seriously, Callie, what where you thinking?”
Callie backed away, suddenly very aware of Erica’s expression. Her face looked hard like stone and she looked angry and hurt at the same time.
“I didn’t tell him. He realised that I liked you before I realised it and told me to follow my heart. And he saw us kissing yesterday. I didn’t tell him, HE told ME!”
Erica let out a long breath, her face muscles relaxing. “Okay.” There was a short pause in which Erica seemed to gather her thoughts. “That was a long conversation just to tell him that you are fine.” Her stubborn side was taking control of the conversation, whether she liked it or not.
‘She’s jealous. Oh my god, Erica Hahn is jealous!’ Callie realised. ‘Well, I’ve given her every right to be jealous, I did sleep with him after all.’
“Erica, Mark and I are just friends. He knows that I was never really interested in him and he also knows that I’m with you know. He even called you my super-hot girlfriend!” Callie smiled, closely watching Erica’s reaction. The older woman chuckled and then realised that she had startled Callie with her outburst.
“Just friends, hm? Does this mean that he will stop watching my surgeries and mentally undressing me while I have my hands on a heart?” Erica kept her tone light and teasing, her way of apologising to the younger woman.
“Well, I really can’t promise THAT.” They both laughed and then kissed lightly to brush away the tension of their first disagreement.
“So, you hungry? I made us sandwiches.” Erica was more than happy to steer their conversation into safe waters.
“Um, yeah, actually I am.” The cardio goddess put the plate with the sandwiches on her kitchen table, on which she had already set plates and glasses.
Callie smiled sheepishly at how well Erica took care of her. “Thanks. Listen, I need to go home in the afternoon, I really need to shower.” They both started eating, hungry despite their late breakfast.
“Oh, okay. You do know that you can use my shower if you want to, right?”
“Thanks, but I want to change into some fresh cloths as well. I thought you could drive me to the apartment and I’ll just shower real quick and then I’ll take you out to dinner. I know this amazing little Thai place that you’ll love!”
“I can just drop you off at you place, then you don’t have to rush your shower, and we’ll meet at the restaurant later, how about that?” Erica tried to show Callie very clearly what she wanted without actually saying so, but Callie saw right through the attempt.
“Is there something wrong with my apartment that you don’t want to go there?” Callie asked innocently.
Erica sighed, admitting defeat. “Well, it is Yang’s apartment and I don’t really want to meet her there.” Callie tried not to grin. This is going way better than I thought!
“On her days off, Cristina spends all her time at Meredith’s place, so we won’t meet her, I promise!”
Erica sighed, giving in “Okay, I’ll go inside, but if Yang is there, I’m leaving!” Callie grinned at her, relieved that Erica had been looking at her sandwich and had therefore not noticed Callie’s fingers, which were behind her back - crossed.
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A/N: Callie’s up to something :D