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Callie/Erica Femslash
Callie/George shipper
Other canon couples mentioned.
Rating PG-13 moving on to NC-17 I will let you know.
You have to stick with me on this one. Firstly as you all know Callie and Erica never met on screen before 'Crash into me' so I have nothing to base this fiction on. Secondly it's fiction don't shoot or shout if something is a bit off. Thirdly I believe in soul-mates and this fic will reflect that.
It starts about 5 minutes into 'Losing my Religion' and will carry on till 'Freedom' As much of the dialogue and action from the actual episodes I can fit in I will. Callie and George's marriage will happen (sorry) but so will Gizzie. Callie's friendship with Addison will also be present. The only big thing I will be changing is the Mark/Callie sex. It won't happen at all.
Comments are love - but flames hurt.
Picking up her phone Callie sighed when she saw there was no missed calls, no messages. Nothing. George had promised to call her after once again leaving her to run after Izzie Stevens. Flopping back on to the bed she covered her face with her hands she felt like sobbing. How could she be so stupid? They hadn't be dating that long and she just had to go and open her mouth. Saying those three stupid words. Letting out a silent scream she stood up. Leaving her phone on the bed. He wasn't going to call now, she knew that.
Sighing Erica bent down removing the bottle of water from the machine. Standing she rolled her shoulders rubbing her hand over the back of her neck. Hearing the door and the end of the corridor open with a bang she looked up wondering who was wandering around the hospital at this time of the morning and in such a fowl mood.
Watching the tall brunette in light blue scrubs stalk over to the machine next the one she had just used Erica raised an eyebrow as the stranger pushed her money into the slot and pressed a few buttons. Swearing as the chocolate bar stuck the younger woman hit the palm of her hand against the glass.
"Are you ok?"
"What the hell has that got to do with you?" Erica took a step back and started to walk away when the woman in front of her turned and sighed. "I'm sorry, bad day." Looking up her jaw dropped a little and then she smiled. "Your Erica Hahn. The Erica Hahn cardio Goddess."
Erica couldn't help return the smile. She loved it when people recognised her. "I am yes. And you," reaching over Erica pressed her fingers against the other woman's name badge. "Are Calliope Torres."
Callie was shocked at the shudder that travelled through her body as Erica's fingers brushed over her left breast. "Yes." She gave a small smile. "Well Callie only my father calls me Calliope." She paused. "And the chief."
Erica found herself laughing along with Callie. "Chief's can be very fatherly. Unfortunately."
Raising her eyebrows Callie smiled. "Yes. I should go." She pointed behind her. "Oh you did a wonderful job with Denny by the way."
Smiling back she nodded. "Thank you."
"It was nice to meet you Dr Hahn."
Offering her hand Erica jumped a little at the spark she felt as Callie took her hand. "Erica please." She was shocked at herself, she didn't like fellow attendants calling her by her Christian name. "I hope to see you again Callie."
Smiling again Callie turned and walked away. Her mind spinning trying to work out what had just happened.
Opening the bottle in her hand Erica took a large gulp before shaking her head. She didn't even know this woman yet she'd had an strange affect on her.
Flopping back on to the bed Callie rolled on to her stomach sighing. She didn't check her phone, George was the last thing on her mind right now. Her thoughts kept getting invaded by the blonde surgeon she had just encountered. Erica Hahn, cardio Goddess her reputation was huge. She was an ice queen a bitch who had a one track mind. Her carer and getting to the top. The Erica Hahn, Callie had just been speaking to was far from cold hearted or at least she seemed to be. Callie knew first impressions could be deceptive. Moving to lie on her back her hand landed just under her name badge the same place Erica's fingers had brushed earlier. She shuddered remembering her bodies reaction to such an innocent touch. Biting her lip she rolled over again burying her head into her pillow.
Pulling the chair in closer to the desk, Erica reached over switching on the computer. Quickly looking around the research room she blushed a little and muttered to herself as she typed in 'Calliope Torres.' Speed reading the information on the screen, Erica committed the important parts to memory. She didn't know why, she couldn't explain it but something was pulling her toward Callie Torres. Sighing she rested her head against her arms. She didn't do friends, she didn't cope well with people.
Closing the file Erica looked up and smiled at Denny. "You seem to be doing well Mr Duquette. But take it easy things can still go wrong." Give Bailey a small nod she left the room. Planning on head home for a long hot shower.
"Ok. Yeah I get it." Hearing the voice that had been haunting her since early that morning Erica looked up her brow creasing as she saw Callie's face fall.
"Hey." Callie sighed. Turning to the man behind her. Erica didn't know who he was but took an instant dislike when she saw the pain in Callie eyes. "You want to go prom with me."
"No! George no I don't want to go to prom with you." Watching Callie walk away Erica's concern turned to confusion. Leaving the file with an intern she set off after the brunette.
Catching up with her on the stairs Erica placed her hand on the younger woman's shoulder stopping her. "I would ask if you're ok but I'm worried you might shout at me again."
Turning Callie laughed a little and sat on down, shocked when Erica sat on the step next to her. "Look I don't know you, you don't know me. But I can see you're upset about something. So if you want to talk I'm good at listening." She paused. "And you can tell me the hospital is covered in balloons and streamers."
Resting her against the banister Callie looked over at the blonde. "Prom and George O'Malley." Erica raised her eyebrows and Callie took that as sign to continue. "The chief's nice is ill. Cancer." She heard Erica gasp beside her. "All she wants is a prom with a nice dress and all her friends. Her boyfriend. She fell ill at hers so the chief is throwing one here."
"Ok. That explains the balloons. Now who's O'Malley?"
Blinking away the tears that threatened to flood her eyes. Looking at Erica their eyes met and Callie felt an overwhelming feeling that she could trust this woman. This stranger she had only met the night before. "He's my." She sighed. "I have no idea what he is. I would like to think he's my boyfriend. Partner but he's never there always running after his skinny blonde best friends. One of the screwed him up so much and he still takes their side always." Feeling the older woman's hand on her arm Callie closed her eyes resting her back against the banister. "I don't want to be clingy over baring girlfriend I just really like him." Opening her eyes Callie gave a small shrug. "I told him I loved him. I do. I think." Erica couldn't explain the sudden pain she felt at Callie's words. "He didn't say it back he promised he would call and he didn't."
"I'm sorry. This is why you where so pissed last night?"
"Yeah. Listen I really am sorry about that I don't usually go around shouting at anyone. Never mind strangers or attendants."
"It's fine Callie really." The bleeping of Callie's pager caused the both to groan.
Unclipping it Callie stood and gave a small sad smile. "I'm sorry,"
Standing Erica shook her head. "You say that a lot don't you?"
Opening her mouth Callie changed her mind at the last moment choosing to shake head instead. "Thank you for listening Erica." Walking up two steps Callie stopped and turned around. "Are coming to this prom?"
Erica laugh. "No. I don't think so." Callie nodded and started back up the stairs. "Oh Torres." When Callie had turned to face her again Erica smiled. "This O'Malley is an idiot." She was rewarded with a mega-watt smiled that she knew she would never. Could never forget.
Well there you go chapter one! When I was jcmac22 I asked for a beta and a few people PM's me but I had to close down that account and email address so it would be great if anyone willing to beta could PM me. I have three fics on the go at the moment. All will have smut including some straight smut and this one will be very long. So please only PM if you are ok with that!