This is the first fanfic I've ever posted here. It's not that great. I know. But hopefully I can improve it before it's finished. So in the mean time please R&R.

Disclaimer: All the characters that appear in this story belong to Shonda Rhimes and ABC.

Callie's POV

When I walked into the cafeteria today, I wasn't expecting to see her at one of the tables. But there she is, sitting at a table near the back of the room. Instead of walking up to her I turn around and walk out of the cafeteria. I go over to a window to look at my reflection. My hair is a little messy. I should have curled it this morning. I'm not wearing any makeup. I should have at least put some lip gloss on. But I guess it's not that bad for this time of day.

I use my hand as a brush to make sure my hair is laying down and I tuck the stray strands behind my ears. I straighten my scrub top and roll up the sleeves of my thermal. I take one last look at myself before I go back inside.

I take a deep breath to calm my nerves and then I walk up to her table.

"Hey".

She looks at me and for a second her eyes get big. She wasn't expecting to see me today. She opens her mouth to say something, but nothing comes out.

"Can we talk for a minute?"

She starts putting her files together so I can sit down. But I stop her.

"Not here. There are too many ears in here. I was hoping we could go somewhere else."

She nods, picks her stuff up, and follows me out of the cafeteria. I lead her to nearest on-call room. I go in first and wait for her to come in after me. She comes in and locks the door behind us.

"So what did --"

I cut her off with a kiss. I couldn't help myself. When we break apart, I can't look her in the eyes.

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I just...I missed you. I missed you a lot. I haven't seen you in two weeks Erica. I know two weeks isn't really that long. But they felt like two years."

"It's okay. You don't have to apologize to me."

She cups my chin with her hand and turns my head so we're face to face.

"I missed you too."

She gives my cheek a small pat before moving her hand away.

"You said that you wanted to talk."

"Right. We do need to talk. -- Tonight after our shifts are over, we need to meet somewhere."

"We could go to your place. You'll probably be more comfortable there."

"I don't know what Cristina's plans are for tonight. I want to talk to you without any interruptions. We should go to your place."

"Okay. I'll see you after work."

We say goodbye and go back to work.