Doctors don't make promises, do they? (Callie/Erica, 12/?)
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
Previous chapters: Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four, Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight, Chapter Nine, Chapter Ten, Chapter Eleven
Author’s note: Did the last chapter suck or haven’t you ladies just not read it yet? I only got three comments so far, please tell me if you don’t like something because otherwise I can’t work on it. Thanks to the people who did comment, and a special thanks to
iwishiwashahn for her help!!
Chapter Twelve - Meet Me In The Dark
(Callie's POV)
The next day at lunch, Cristina approached me and asked "Can I sit with you?"
I looked up, surprised to see her and answered: "Yeah, sure. This is not high school, you can sit wherever you want."
"It sure feels like high school sometimes" We chuckled at the comment, it does feel like high school a lot.
"Meredith is in therapy and I just don't want to sit with Bambi and Izzie. Their bickering and fighting is making me want to cut off my own ears" I looked at her in surprise and raised my eyebrows, without speaking out the question that was on my mind.
"They fight a lot. Especially now that he lives with the other Grey. You know, Lexie."
"I’ve met her. I didn't know they were living together though." Cristina smiled at me, clearly loving the gossip she was going to spread.
"This whole Grey-Bambi-Izzie foursome is like a huge reverse 'What goes around comes back around'." Cristina paused and looked at me, testing whether I was interested or not.
"Okay, so what is that supposed to mean?"
"You know about the whole Bambi-loving-Meredith,-her-being-completely-clueless-and-their-failed-sex-story, right?" I nodded, I had been the one to pick up the pieces after Meredith had destroyed George, how could I forget that? "Well, it seems that history is repeating itself, only this time, Grey - the OTHER Grey, is into George and he is completely clueless. And on top of it all, Izzie is jealous of her because Lexie lives with George and gets to spend time with him. How anyone can be so stupid to fall for Bambi is beyond me-" "Hey! He can be a great guy!"
"How can you say that after what he did to you? He's not. He wants to please everybody and in the end ends up hurting the people he loves." I sighed, Cristina did have a point. It was pretty hard to forgive George what he had done to me, but in order for me to move on, I had to forgive him.
"So you are saying that Lexie is into George? We should warn her that as long as Izzie is his friend, she should stay away from him." Cristina looked at me surprised, as if she hadn't even thought of talking to Lexi at all.
"I was just going to watch the whole thing unfold." I rolled my eyes at her expression - she clearly loved this.
"I think I might talk to her, just so that she knows what she's getting herself into."
"And how are you going to explain that? 'I heard the rumor that you like George, but stay away from him?'" Cristina had a point. "Besides, Lexie was already working here when you found out that Bambi had cheated on you."
"Oh, right. I forgot that the new interns had already been here then. Right. Well, then I can't help her." We nodded at each other, eating in silence for a few moments.
"Wait, Meredith is in therapy?" I asked, not that surprised considering all the issues Grey had had to deal with in the last two years.
"Yeah, with Dr. Wyatt, third floor office, you know her? Why Meredith can't just talk to me I don't understand, but if it helps her I'm not going to stop her going there." Maybe that's the doctor Erica had the consult with, I wonder. But why would the therapist not see the patient to do the consult. Strange.
"But don't tell her that I told you, she doesn't want Derek to find out."
"I won't. As long as you keep my little secret yours is safe with me." A little blackmail never hurt, something Cristina herself had taught me.
"Little secret?" Cristina asked in disbelief. "Little secret my ass. This is huge, I still can't believe that nobody else figured it out yet. Where is she, anyways?" Well, if I knew that. I sighed "She said she had a patient. How is anyone supposed to figure anything out when I hardly see her anymore at the hospital?"
"She has a patient? Without telling me? Damn, I need to find her and see whether I can scrub in."
"Wait, Cristina, there was something I wanted to talk to you about. I can't keep on sleeping on your couch, Erica can't even stay over. But, I know that you don't earn that much money yet and I really like living with you, so I thought, if you are interested, we could move to a bigger apartment together."
Cristina thought about my proposal for a minute and then said "Ok. I hate change, but I need to stop pretending that what Burke did to me was fine or that it's healthy that I still live in his apartment. He nearly ruined my career, he is the reason why Hahn hates me." Wow. That was unexpected. Cristina and I never, ever talked about Burke and she also never talked about her feelings. Clearly uncomfortable and surprised by her own admission, Cristina looked at the table and asked "So, how do we do that? Look at ads in the newspaper?"
"I've already called a realtor, I want this to go as easy and fast as possible. I have an appointment Friday afternoon, are you off then?"
"Yes, I am. The chief would probably kick me out of the hospital anyways, I've been pushing the 80 hour rule a lot lately."
"Great. Then that's settled. I asked for a two-bedroom near the hospital, quiet and not too expensive. I'm sure the realtor will find something suitable for us."
"Thanks for asking me. I couldn't afford living in Burke's apartment on my own." I smiled at Cristina, this was as much of an admission that she liked living with me as I would get. "You are welcome."
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Meanwhile, Erica was working in her office, writing down notes for the research she was doing at the moment. When someone knocked on her door, she prayed that it wasn't Callie, whom she had told a little white lie to avoid having lunch with her.
"Come in." The door opened and Bailey stepped inside.
"Here you are. Are you hiding? Nobody knew where you were." Miranda inquired.
"You could have just paged me. What is it?" Erica huffed, uncomfortable with Bailey's question.
"You wanted to take Monday and Tuesday off, is that correct?"
"Yes. Is that a problem? Yang can handle my post-op patients and run tests and labs on her own and I can easily postpone the two surgeries that are scheduled for Tuesday."
Miranda raised her eyebrows at the attending. "You are letting Yang handle your patients? What happened, Callie talked some sense into you?" Miranda was not one to be disrespectful just because she could be, but she was still harboring some resent against Dr. Hahn after the surgeon had kicked her out of her son's surgery.
"What do you know? Why are you mentioning Dr. Torres?" Erica was suspicious, fearing that some gossip had already formed about her relationship with Callie.
"I don't know anything, but I have eyes. The sparks that have been flying between the two of you were hard to miss, even as much as you both try to deny it." Erica glared at Miranda, who seemed completely unimpressed by the looks Erica was shooting her. Nobody said anything, until Erica broke the silence by asking "Is there a problem with taking two days off?"
"No, but since you've never taken days off I just wanted to check and see whether you are fine." Erica nodded. "An old friend is coming to town and she just told me, so I hadn’t been able to plan on taking days off earlier."
"Do you need more days off? With Yang doing simple surgeries on her own, I am sure the Chief would allow that."
"No, thank you. She's not here long and she will be busy from Wednesday to Friday anyways, so I really only need Monday and Tuesday off.
“Fine by me.” Bailey left Erica to her research and to wondering who else had picked up on the ‘sparks’.
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Callie worked through Wednesday night and when she got home Thursday evening completely exhausted, she realized that Erica had left a message on her phone, saying that an old friend from New York was in town and they therefore couldn’t meet on Friday or the weekend. Callie was disappointed and puzzled by the message, but too tired to really think about it.
When she got up Friday morning, Cristina was already up and ready to go look at apartments, but their appointment was in the afternoon. They ordered takeout and ate lunch in silence, both lost in thought. Callie was disappointed as she hadn’t seen Erica since dinner Tuesday evening and she probably wouldn’t see her until Monday. She was also a bit pissed about the short message that Erica had left her, the cardio goddess had been incredibly vague, not stating what friend was visiting. Callie didn’t know any of Erica’s friends and her mind kept wandering back to their conversation about Tess. Erica had said that they hadn’t kept in touch, but this was the only person Callie could think about which would explain why Erica hadn’t said who was visiting.
Cristina was thinking about Burke and his apartment. It had taken her long enough to give up her previous apartment and even though she would probably be able to afford the rent on her own, she wanted to move out. Everything still reminded her of Burke and she had finally been able to deal with her pain, after seeing that he had obviously moved on. Besides, she liked living with Callie, who understood that they simply didn’t talk about certain topics and who didn’t push her to be any different than she was.
“You know-“ Cristina said, startling Callie “-you might have saved me from moving in with Izzie.” Callie furrowed her brows, asking “Why?”
“Well, Meredith and McDreamy are building their McDreamhouse, which means that Meredith will move out of her house and then it’ll be just Izzie and Alex. I’m sure Izzie will try and make me move in with her, but now that we are moving into a larger apartment I can use you as an excuse. I’ll just tell her that she broke you so bad that I fear for you if you live alone.” Callie grimaced “I don’t want Izzie to think that she broke me. I’m stronger than that.” Cristina grinned “Well, I know that and you know that, but she doesn’t. Besides, she needs to feel guilty, otherwise she won’t leave me alone. Now that she can’t pester George that much anymore.” Callie realized in that moment that she had really moved on. Erica had helped her move on, she could listen to Cristina mock them without feeling hurt or feeling better about them feeling bad.
“You know, Cristina, you don’t have to put them down for my sake. I’m over George, I have finally moved on.” The young doctor studied her friend for a moment. “Ok. But I’ll still make fun of them, they deserve it and I enjoy it.” Cristina smirked at Callie, making the ortho doctor laugh out loud.
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“Please tell me you love it, please!” The two friends had looked at three apartments already and not one had appealed to them both. Cristina was getting impatient and she thought that the fourth apartment might be right for them.
“I really like it. The bedrooms are not that big, but it has two bathrooms. Besides, we spend so much time at the hospital, we wouldn’t use big bedrooms often enough.”
“The living room is large and the kitchen is nice too, not that that matters.”
“I cook, occasionally.” Callie stated, then laughed at her own lie. Mixing cereals and milk was as close as the two roommates got to cooking, but Callie had Erica in mind when she inspected the stove and fridge.
“The rent isn’t that much more expensive either. I say yes and you better say yes too, or I might hurt you.” Cristina murmured at a smiling Callie.
“Yes. I like this apartment, it is pretty close to the hospital.”
The older doctor turned to the realtor. “When can we move in?”
“You take it? Great! You can move in next month, would you like me to set up the contract right away? We could go back to my office and deal with the paperwork today, then you wouldn’t need another appointment.”
“Okay, great!” The friends looked at each other and smiled, relieved that they had finally mastered to find an apartment they both liked.
After signing all the necessary papers and a check over the first three rent installments, the two doctors went back to their old apartment and decided that they had to celebrate with alcohol. Since they were both used to drinking, they toasted with vodka instead of champagne. Cristina lined up all six shot glasses and they did two rounds of shots, both feeling the effect of the alcohol pretty fast. Callie was checking her phone for messages or missed calls constantly, aggravating Cristina.
“Don’t you think you’ll hear your phone if she calls?” she snarled at Callie, immediately regretting her tone when she saw her friend’s facial expression.
“She won’t call. A friend is visiting, so she has no time for me.” Callie pouted.
“A friend? So what, her world doesn’t revolve around you, deal with it.”
“I don’t want her world to revolve around me, but I don’t want it to revolve around anybody else either. She didn’t tell me what kind of friend, for all I know it’s her ex-girlfriend. Who knows, I mean we haven’t talked about our relationship so much, we haven’t said that we’re exclusive.” Callie was close to tears, which surprised Cristina. She hadn’t seen Callie cry in weeks, maybe even months, and even then Callie had always tried to hide that she was crying over George.
“I honestly doubt that Erica is seeing someone else. Her world kinda does revolve around you, in case you haven’t noticed. It is pretty obvious. Besides, isn’t Hahn all old-school, dating one person at a time?” The ortho doctor laughed at her friend’s comments, even though she was still not convinced that her lover’s world revolved around her. Callie hadn’t heard from Erica, apart from the short message that had just unnerved her even more. Callie wasn’t clingy or possessive, but after George had placed her second after his friends so often she was still a bit touchy. For once, she wanted to be someone’s number one, the priority in someone’s life. In Erica’s case, Callie knew that medicine was her main competitor when it came to her love’s attention and time and she wanted to at least be the most important person in the blonde’s life.
“I’ve just had enough of friends intruding my relationships. I don’t even know the name of Erica’s best friend, let alone have I met her.”
“You spend most of your time with her, I think you are her best friend.” Cristina still didn’t like Dr. Hahn, but now that her roommate had helped her she had to be nice and cheer her up.
“You think?” Callie asked and snuffled.
“Yeah. What’s wrong with you, you’re all emotional and shit.” Callie laughed at her friend. ‘Cristina can really only be nice and human for so long.’
“I don’t know, alcohol or hormones or something.”
“I thought you could hold your alcohol pretty well.” Cristina stated while pouring vodka into the shot glasses again.
“Come on, stop thinking about Attila the Hahn, she’s not dumb. She knows better than to let a catch like you go. Cheers.” The friends drowned the alcohol, grimacing as the liquid burned down their throats.
“Thanks, Cristina! To moving!”
“To new starts!” The friends toasted again, drowning round no 4.
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‘God. Why did I drink so much? Oh god. Right. Erica.’ Callie checked her phone after she got up, but there were still no messages from her love. She showered and drank two cups of coffee, but when she went to work her head still felt as if a truck had rolled over it. Luckily, the day was slow, with no real emergencies coming in. The orthopedic surgeon caught up on her charts and hid out in the residents lounge. By the time her first emergency surgery for the day came into the ER, Callie had sobered up and eaten, ready and happy to operate on a car crash victim.
Sunday was a rare sunny day, which pleased the dark-haired beauty endlessly. Not because she spent the day outside, but because good weather made everybody else spend the day outside, gardening and doing sports, which led to numerous orthopedic surgeries. Callie had back to back surgeries all day and reveled in the distraction. Interesting ortho surgeries still could keep her occupied enough to not think of Erica and get jealous of the person who got to spend the weekend with her love interest. However, when Monday rolled around and Callie was at the hospital, the young doctor couldn’t wait to see the blonde again, certain that she would be able to make her feel better. After rounds, Callie spent a good half hour looking all over the hospital for Erica, but when she still hadn’t even caught a glance of the blond hair she would recognize everywhere, she got impatient.
“Hey Bailey. I’m sorry to disturb, but have you seen Erica?” Callie knew that the chief resident would know where her love was hiding.
“No, why would I?” Miranda asked back, looking at Callie as if she seeing Erica was as out of the question as seeing the Easter bunny.
“Because she works here? I’m sorry, I just thought you might know. Didn’t mean to bother you.” ‘And here I am, thinking that we were starting to become friends.’
“Dr. Hahn took the day off, didn’t she tell you?”
“Ahm, no she didn’t.” Miranda furrowed her brows at Callie and asked “You okay?”, but the younger doctor didn’t register either action. She simply turned and walked away, retreating to the darkness of the back office of the nurses station.
‘Why didn’t she tell me that she took the day off? She could have at least left a message. What’s wrong with her? And who the fuck is visiting? Is she already dumping me?’ Callie’s mind and heart were racing, the uncertainty of the situation weighing heavy on her body. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, took out her phone and hit the speed dial button. Callie waited impatiently, she needed to know that Erica was fine so that she could be angry at her. Erica’s phone rang, but after 7 unanswered rings the call was redirected to voice mail. Callie sighed and shut her phone. ‘Damn!’
When she heard someone say her name, she looked up. She realized that the nurses were talking just outside the office, but not to her. She wanted to get up and leave, but then she heard them talk about her and Mark, so she started to listen. ‘Doesn’t hurt to know what the latest gossip is.’
“Dr. Hahn threw me out of her OR last week when I told Lilly about Callie and Sloan. I told Lilly about them dancing, did you see that? They were practically doing each other at the dance floor. When I mentioned that, Hahn snapped and told me to leave. I think she’s jealous, either of Mark because he gets to spend time with her friend or of Callie because she slept with Mark.”
“I thought she wasn’t interested in McSteamy.”
The younger nurse rolled her eyes. “Oh, please. She played hard to get, that’s all. Who isn’t interested in McSteamy? But now she’s disappointed because he lost all interest in her. Have you seen her and Torres hang out lately? They have stopped having their little private lunches and last Friday, Hahn even hid in her office to avoid running across either one of them. Callie tamed Sloan and Hahn can’t handle that.”
“I heard that Torres is pregnant and the baby is what tamed him. When she came to work on Saturday, she looked like hell. Probably morning sickness.”
“Maybe that’s why Hahn took the day off. She’s angry or jealous. Or both.” The older nurse nodded enthusiastically.
“Can you imagine what that baby will look like? Will probably rival the cuteness of the Brangelina babies, with gorgeous parents like that.” The nurses smiled, imagining a cute Latino baby.
“That will be a little heart-breaker, so much is clear.”
“Yeah, that’s true.” Miranda summoned one of the nurses, so both got busy and left the nurses station. Nobody noticed Callie and the shocked look on her face.
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A/N: I know that I’m mean, but at the rate I’m writing I might already update tomorrow or in two days. I have absolutely nothing to do at work, so I write half the time. Drama is ensuing!! *Hehe*
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
Previous chapters: Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four, Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight, Chapter Nine, Chapter Ten, Chapter Eleven
Author’s note: Did the last chapter suck or haven’t you ladies just not read it yet? I only got three comments so far, please tell me if you don’t like something because otherwise I can’t work on it. Thanks to the people who did comment, and a special thanks to
iwishiwashahn for her help!!
Chapter Twelve - Meet Me In The Dark
(Callie's POV)
The next day at lunch, Cristina approached me and asked "Can I sit with you?"
I looked up, surprised to see her and answered: "Yeah, sure. This is not high school, you can sit wherever you want."
"It sure feels like high school sometimes" We chuckled at the comment, it does feel like high school a lot.
"Meredith is in therapy and I just don't want to sit with Bambi and Izzie. Their bickering and fighting is making me want to cut off my own ears" I looked at her in surprise and raised my eyebrows, without speaking out the question that was on my mind.
"They fight a lot. Especially now that he lives with the other Grey. You know, Lexie."
"I’ve met her. I didn't know they were living together though." Cristina smiled at me, clearly loving the gossip she was going to spread.
"This whole Grey-Bambi-Izzie foursome is like a huge reverse 'What goes around comes back around'." Cristina paused and looked at me, testing whether I was interested or not.
"Okay, so what is that supposed to mean?"
"You know about the whole Bambi-loving-Meredith,-her-being-completely-clueless-and-their-failed-sex-story, right?" I nodded, I had been the one to pick up the pieces after Meredith had destroyed George, how could I forget that? "Well, it seems that history is repeating itself, only this time, Grey - the OTHER Grey, is into George and he is completely clueless. And on top of it all, Izzie is jealous of her because Lexie lives with George and gets to spend time with him. How anyone can be so stupid to fall for Bambi is beyond me-" "Hey! He can be a great guy!"
"How can you say that after what he did to you? He's not. He wants to please everybody and in the end ends up hurting the people he loves." I sighed, Cristina did have a point. It was pretty hard to forgive George what he had done to me, but in order for me to move on, I had to forgive him.
"So you are saying that Lexie is into George? We should warn her that as long as Izzie is his friend, she should stay away from him." Cristina looked at me surprised, as if she hadn't even thought of talking to Lexi at all.
"I was just going to watch the whole thing unfold." I rolled my eyes at her expression - she clearly loved this.
"I think I might talk to her, just so that she knows what she's getting herself into."
"And how are you going to explain that? 'I heard the rumor that you like George, but stay away from him?'" Cristina had a point. "Besides, Lexie was already working here when you found out that Bambi had cheated on you."
"Oh, right. I forgot that the new interns had already been here then. Right. Well, then I can't help her." We nodded at each other, eating in silence for a few moments.
"Wait, Meredith is in therapy?" I asked, not that surprised considering all the issues Grey had had to deal with in the last two years.
"Yeah, with Dr. Wyatt, third floor office, you know her? Why Meredith can't just talk to me I don't understand, but if it helps her I'm not going to stop her going there." Maybe that's the doctor Erica had the consult with, I wonder. But why would the therapist not see the patient to do the consult. Strange.
"But don't tell her that I told you, she doesn't want Derek to find out."
"I won't. As long as you keep my little secret yours is safe with me." A little blackmail never hurt, something Cristina herself had taught me.
"Little secret?" Cristina asked in disbelief. "Little secret my ass. This is huge, I still can't believe that nobody else figured it out yet. Where is she, anyways?" Well, if I knew that. I sighed "She said she had a patient. How is anyone supposed to figure anything out when I hardly see her anymore at the hospital?"
"She has a patient? Without telling me? Damn, I need to find her and see whether I can scrub in."
"Wait, Cristina, there was something I wanted to talk to you about. I can't keep on sleeping on your couch, Erica can't even stay over. But, I know that you don't earn that much money yet and I really like living with you, so I thought, if you are interested, we could move to a bigger apartment together."
Cristina thought about my proposal for a minute and then said "Ok. I hate change, but I need to stop pretending that what Burke did to me was fine or that it's healthy that I still live in his apartment. He nearly ruined my career, he is the reason why Hahn hates me." Wow. That was unexpected. Cristina and I never, ever talked about Burke and she also never talked about her feelings. Clearly uncomfortable and surprised by her own admission, Cristina looked at the table and asked "So, how do we do that? Look at ads in the newspaper?"
"I've already called a realtor, I want this to go as easy and fast as possible. I have an appointment Friday afternoon, are you off then?"
"Yes, I am. The chief would probably kick me out of the hospital anyways, I've been pushing the 80 hour rule a lot lately."
"Great. Then that's settled. I asked for a two-bedroom near the hospital, quiet and not too expensive. I'm sure the realtor will find something suitable for us."
"Thanks for asking me. I couldn't afford living in Burke's apartment on my own." I smiled at Cristina, this was as much of an admission that she liked living with me as I would get. "You are welcome."
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Meanwhile, Erica was working in her office, writing down notes for the research she was doing at the moment. When someone knocked on her door, she prayed that it wasn't Callie, whom she had told a little white lie to avoid having lunch with her.
"Come in." The door opened and Bailey stepped inside.
"Here you are. Are you hiding? Nobody knew where you were." Miranda inquired.
"You could have just paged me. What is it?" Erica huffed, uncomfortable with Bailey's question.
"You wanted to take Monday and Tuesday off, is that correct?"
"Yes. Is that a problem? Yang can handle my post-op patients and run tests and labs on her own and I can easily postpone the two surgeries that are scheduled for Tuesday."
Miranda raised her eyebrows at the attending. "You are letting Yang handle your patients? What happened, Callie talked some sense into you?" Miranda was not one to be disrespectful just because she could be, but she was still harboring some resent against Dr. Hahn after the surgeon had kicked her out of her son's surgery.
"What do you know? Why are you mentioning Dr. Torres?" Erica was suspicious, fearing that some gossip had already formed about her relationship with Callie.
"I don't know anything, but I have eyes. The sparks that have been flying between the two of you were hard to miss, even as much as you both try to deny it." Erica glared at Miranda, who seemed completely unimpressed by the looks Erica was shooting her. Nobody said anything, until Erica broke the silence by asking "Is there a problem with taking two days off?"
"No, but since you've never taken days off I just wanted to check and see whether you are fine." Erica nodded. "An old friend is coming to town and she just told me, so I hadn’t been able to plan on taking days off earlier."
"Do you need more days off? With Yang doing simple surgeries on her own, I am sure the Chief would allow that."
"No, thank you. She's not here long and she will be busy from Wednesday to Friday anyways, so I really only need Monday and Tuesday off.
“Fine by me.” Bailey left Erica to her research and to wondering who else had picked up on the ‘sparks’.
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Callie worked through Wednesday night and when she got home Thursday evening completely exhausted, she realized that Erica had left a message on her phone, saying that an old friend from New York was in town and they therefore couldn’t meet on Friday or the weekend. Callie was disappointed and puzzled by the message, but too tired to really think about it.
When she got up Friday morning, Cristina was already up and ready to go look at apartments, but their appointment was in the afternoon. They ordered takeout and ate lunch in silence, both lost in thought. Callie was disappointed as she hadn’t seen Erica since dinner Tuesday evening and she probably wouldn’t see her until Monday. She was also a bit pissed about the short message that Erica had left her, the cardio goddess had been incredibly vague, not stating what friend was visiting. Callie didn’t know any of Erica’s friends and her mind kept wandering back to their conversation about Tess. Erica had said that they hadn’t kept in touch, but this was the only person Callie could think about which would explain why Erica hadn’t said who was visiting.
Cristina was thinking about Burke and his apartment. It had taken her long enough to give up her previous apartment and even though she would probably be able to afford the rent on her own, she wanted to move out. Everything still reminded her of Burke and she had finally been able to deal with her pain, after seeing that he had obviously moved on. Besides, she liked living with Callie, who understood that they simply didn’t talk about certain topics and who didn’t push her to be any different than she was.
“You know-“ Cristina said, startling Callie “-you might have saved me from moving in with Izzie.” Callie furrowed her brows, asking “Why?”
“Well, Meredith and McDreamy are building their McDreamhouse, which means that Meredith will move out of her house and then it’ll be just Izzie and Alex. I’m sure Izzie will try and make me move in with her, but now that we are moving into a larger apartment I can use you as an excuse. I’ll just tell her that she broke you so bad that I fear for you if you live alone.” Callie grimaced “I don’t want Izzie to think that she broke me. I’m stronger than that.” Cristina grinned “Well, I know that and you know that, but she doesn’t. Besides, she needs to feel guilty, otherwise she won’t leave me alone. Now that she can’t pester George that much anymore.” Callie realized in that moment that she had really moved on. Erica had helped her move on, she could listen to Cristina mock them without feeling hurt or feeling better about them feeling bad.
“You know, Cristina, you don’t have to put them down for my sake. I’m over George, I have finally moved on.” The young doctor studied her friend for a moment. “Ok. But I’ll still make fun of them, they deserve it and I enjoy it.” Cristina smirked at Callie, making the ortho doctor laugh out loud.
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“Please tell me you love it, please!” The two friends had looked at three apartments already and not one had appealed to them both. Cristina was getting impatient and she thought that the fourth apartment might be right for them.
“I really like it. The bedrooms are not that big, but it has two bathrooms. Besides, we spend so much time at the hospital, we wouldn’t use big bedrooms often enough.”
“The living room is large and the kitchen is nice too, not that that matters.”
“I cook, occasionally.” Callie stated, then laughed at her own lie. Mixing cereals and milk was as close as the two roommates got to cooking, but Callie had Erica in mind when she inspected the stove and fridge.
“The rent isn’t that much more expensive either. I say yes and you better say yes too, or I might hurt you.” Cristina murmured at a smiling Callie.
“Yes. I like this apartment, it is pretty close to the hospital.”
The older doctor turned to the realtor. “When can we move in?”
“You take it? Great! You can move in next month, would you like me to set up the contract right away? We could go back to my office and deal with the paperwork today, then you wouldn’t need another appointment.”
“Okay, great!” The friends looked at each other and smiled, relieved that they had finally mastered to find an apartment they both liked.
After signing all the necessary papers and a check over the first three rent installments, the two doctors went back to their old apartment and decided that they had to celebrate with alcohol. Since they were both used to drinking, they toasted with vodka instead of champagne. Cristina lined up all six shot glasses and they did two rounds of shots, both feeling the effect of the alcohol pretty fast. Callie was checking her phone for messages or missed calls constantly, aggravating Cristina.
“Don’t you think you’ll hear your phone if she calls?” she snarled at Callie, immediately regretting her tone when she saw her friend’s facial expression.
“She won’t call. A friend is visiting, so she has no time for me.” Callie pouted.
“A friend? So what, her world doesn’t revolve around you, deal with it.”
“I don’t want her world to revolve around me, but I don’t want it to revolve around anybody else either. She didn’t tell me what kind of friend, for all I know it’s her ex-girlfriend. Who knows, I mean we haven’t talked about our relationship so much, we haven’t said that we’re exclusive.” Callie was close to tears, which surprised Cristina. She hadn’t seen Callie cry in weeks, maybe even months, and even then Callie had always tried to hide that she was crying over George.
“I honestly doubt that Erica is seeing someone else. Her world kinda does revolve around you, in case you haven’t noticed. It is pretty obvious. Besides, isn’t Hahn all old-school, dating one person at a time?” The ortho doctor laughed at her friend’s comments, even though she was still not convinced that her lover’s world revolved around her. Callie hadn’t heard from Erica, apart from the short message that had just unnerved her even more. Callie wasn’t clingy or possessive, but after George had placed her second after his friends so often she was still a bit touchy. For once, she wanted to be someone’s number one, the priority in someone’s life. In Erica’s case, Callie knew that medicine was her main competitor when it came to her love’s attention and time and she wanted to at least be the most important person in the blonde’s life.
“I’ve just had enough of friends intruding my relationships. I don’t even know the name of Erica’s best friend, let alone have I met her.”
“You spend most of your time with her, I think you are her best friend.” Cristina still didn’t like Dr. Hahn, but now that her roommate had helped her she had to be nice and cheer her up.
“You think?” Callie asked and snuffled.
“Yeah. What’s wrong with you, you’re all emotional and shit.” Callie laughed at her friend. ‘Cristina can really only be nice and human for so long.’
“I don’t know, alcohol or hormones or something.”
“I thought you could hold your alcohol pretty well.” Cristina stated while pouring vodka into the shot glasses again.
“Come on, stop thinking about Attila the Hahn, she’s not dumb. She knows better than to let a catch like you go. Cheers.” The friends drowned the alcohol, grimacing as the liquid burned down their throats.
“Thanks, Cristina! To moving!”
“To new starts!” The friends toasted again, drowning round no 4.
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‘God. Why did I drink so much? Oh god. Right. Erica.’ Callie checked her phone after she got up, but there were still no messages from her love. She showered and drank two cups of coffee, but when she went to work her head still felt as if a truck had rolled over it. Luckily, the day was slow, with no real emergencies coming in. The orthopedic surgeon caught up on her charts and hid out in the residents lounge. By the time her first emergency surgery for the day came into the ER, Callie had sobered up and eaten, ready and happy to operate on a car crash victim.
Sunday was a rare sunny day, which pleased the dark-haired beauty endlessly. Not because she spent the day outside, but because good weather made everybody else spend the day outside, gardening and doing sports, which led to numerous orthopedic surgeries. Callie had back to back surgeries all day and reveled in the distraction. Interesting ortho surgeries still could keep her occupied enough to not think of Erica and get jealous of the person who got to spend the weekend with her love interest. However, when Monday rolled around and Callie was at the hospital, the young doctor couldn’t wait to see the blonde again, certain that she would be able to make her feel better. After rounds, Callie spent a good half hour looking all over the hospital for Erica, but when she still hadn’t even caught a glance of the blond hair she would recognize everywhere, she got impatient.
“Hey Bailey. I’m sorry to disturb, but have you seen Erica?” Callie knew that the chief resident would know where her love was hiding.
“No, why would I?” Miranda asked back, looking at Callie as if she seeing Erica was as out of the question as seeing the Easter bunny.
“Because she works here? I’m sorry, I just thought you might know. Didn’t mean to bother you.” ‘And here I am, thinking that we were starting to become friends.’
“Dr. Hahn took the day off, didn’t she tell you?”
“Ahm, no she didn’t.” Miranda furrowed her brows at Callie and asked “You okay?”, but the younger doctor didn’t register either action. She simply turned and walked away, retreating to the darkness of the back office of the nurses station.
‘Why didn’t she tell me that she took the day off? She could have at least left a message. What’s wrong with her? And who the fuck is visiting? Is she already dumping me?’ Callie’s mind and heart were racing, the uncertainty of the situation weighing heavy on her body. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, took out her phone and hit the speed dial button. Callie waited impatiently, she needed to know that Erica was fine so that she could be angry at her. Erica’s phone rang, but after 7 unanswered rings the call was redirected to voice mail. Callie sighed and shut her phone. ‘Damn!’
When she heard someone say her name, she looked up. She realized that the nurses were talking just outside the office, but not to her. She wanted to get up and leave, but then she heard them talk about her and Mark, so she started to listen. ‘Doesn’t hurt to know what the latest gossip is.’
“Dr. Hahn threw me out of her OR last week when I told Lilly about Callie and Sloan. I told Lilly about them dancing, did you see that? They were practically doing each other at the dance floor. When I mentioned that, Hahn snapped and told me to leave. I think she’s jealous, either of Mark because he gets to spend time with her friend or of Callie because she slept with Mark.”
“I thought she wasn’t interested in McSteamy.”
The younger nurse rolled her eyes. “Oh, please. She played hard to get, that’s all. Who isn’t interested in McSteamy? But now she’s disappointed because he lost all interest in her. Have you seen her and Torres hang out lately? They have stopped having their little private lunches and last Friday, Hahn even hid in her office to avoid running across either one of them. Callie tamed Sloan and Hahn can’t handle that.”
“I heard that Torres is pregnant and the baby is what tamed him. When she came to work on Saturday, she looked like hell. Probably morning sickness.”
“Maybe that’s why Hahn took the day off. She’s angry or jealous. Or both.” The older nurse nodded enthusiastically.
“Can you imagine what that baby will look like? Will probably rival the cuteness of the Brangelina babies, with gorgeous parents like that.” The nurses smiled, imagining a cute Latino baby.
“That will be a little heart-breaker, so much is clear.”
“Yeah, that’s true.” Miranda summoned one of the nurses, so both got busy and left the nurses station. Nobody noticed Callie and the shocked look on her face.
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A/N: I know that I’m mean, but at the rate I’m writing I might already update tomorrow or in two days. I have absolutely nothing to do at work, so I write half the time. Drama is ensuing!! *Hehe*