Two shot based on Season 2 Premier Promo.
Wyatt and Callie were lying on Wyatt's bed in Wyatt's aunt's house. Wyatt's extended family was away for the weekend and Wyatt planned to spend as much time with Callie as possible.
Wyatt looked down at Callie and smiled as he leaned in for another slow kiss. He felt Callie respond eagerly as her fingers tangled in his hair. Callie's other hand was rubbing his lower back where his shirt had crept up to expose bare skin. As Callie deepened the kiss, Wyatt was struggling to control his body's response.
Noting that their make out session was getting to the point where they usually broke away, Wyatt regrettably summoned his restraint. As he started to roll away from Callie he felt her hand cup around the back of his neck and pull him back in.
"I don't want to stop", Callie breathed into his ear.
Wyatt felt his heart stop and looked into Callie's eyes. He had been waiting for this moment since the night they spent together in the hotel room but Callie had always changed the subject when he brought up sex. Sensing there was something she wasn't telling him, he always made a point to follow her lead.
Now he looked down at her and saw the desire in her eyes. He felt a stupid grin spread across his face. Callie threw her head back and laughed at his response. With anyone else he would have been embarrassed, but he felt more comfortable with Callie than he had ever been with any other girl.
Wyatt readjusted his body so that he was lying on top of Callie. He wanted to do this right. He was a little nervous and hoped Callie couldn't tell. Callie was the most amazing girl Wyatt had ever been with and he didn't just want to make her feel good; he wanted to blow her mind.
He slipped his knee in between her legs and heard her gasp at the sudden contact. As he leaned down to kiss her, Callie's hands grabbed the bottom of his shirt and lifted it up over his head. Both he and Callie were breathing heavy as he felt her fumble with his belt. Wanting to turn this back around to her, Wyatt grabbed Callie's wrists and pinned them above her head.
"You first", Wyatt said as he began kissing her neck and trailing his tongue down the neck line of her v-neck shirt.
Wyatt looked up at Callie smiling as he placed small kisses on the exposed part of her breast.
"You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do this", Wyatt hummed.
Wyatt felt Callie suddenly stiffen under him. He immediately let go and pulled back to look in Callie's eyes.
Callie had a strange look on her face and seemed to be struggling with something.
"Cal?" Wyatt said tentatively. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
To Wyatt's relief, Callie's eyes met his and she gave him a smile.
"Sorry about that," Callie said embarrassedly. "I just freaked out for a second. Can we try that again?"
Wyatt was confused. Something still didn't feel right about the situation.
"We don't have to do this tonight you know," Wyatt replied. "We have all weekend." Wyatt jokingly added.
In response, Callie pulled off her top and pulled Wyatt into a hard, almost desperate kiss.
"I don't want to stop," Callie said breathlessly. "I want to keep going".
Feeling Callie's nipples through her thin lacy bra almost sent Wyatt over the edge. One hand instinctively slipped under the cup of Callie's bra and the other unbuttoned her pants. Callie's tongue continued its aggressive assault in Wyatt's mouth.
"Callie, baby," Wyatt moaned as he slipped his hand into her pants over her lace underwear.
Callie gasped in response.
"You feel so good baby," Wyatt continued not realizing Callie had stopped.
Suddenly Wyatt felt a hard shove followed by another. Wyatt quickly rocked back on his knees and was stunned to see Callie slide out from underneath him and scurry to the top of the bed.
Shocked at the sudden changed, Wyatt froze.
Callie suddenly seemed terrified. Her eyes were glazed over and, despite his attempts to catch her gaze; she was seemingly refusing to look at him.
"Callie…?" Wyatt said hesitantly.
The whimpering sound Callie made in response instantly turned the blood in Wyatt's veins cold.
Wyatt eased himself back off the bed and slowly backed away, feeling for his shirt on the floor.
"Callie…" Wyatt tried again. "What…What's wrong? Callie, what just happened?.."
Wyatt tried to move closer but Callie cowered further into the corner of the bed.
"Don't!" Callie yelled weakly. "I s-said NO, Liam!"
"Callie, I'm not.." Wyatt began desperately but stopped when he saw the tears streaming down Callie's face.
"Please…" Callie pleaded softly.
Wyatt took a few staggered breaths and looked around the room. Panic surged through his chest and his heartbeat reverberated in his head muffling any noise around him. Horrified that he hurt Callie and completely unnerved, Wyatt stood there afraid to move or say anything to further upset Callie.
Wyatt's eyes landed on the cell phone sticking out of the bag by Callie's door.
"Callie…" Wyatt said slowly as he backed away with his hands in the air. "…Callie, I don't know what's going on, but I'm going to get help ok? I'm…I'm so sorry. Everything's going to be okay. I'm so sorry, Callie."
Wyatt grabbed Callie's phone and slipped out of the room. He tried to unlock the phone but his hands were shaking too hard. It was only when he noticed water distorting the text on the screen that he realized he was crying. After sniffling and wiping his hands on the screen, he finally found Lena's number.
Lena was sitting in the kitchen across from Stef finishing some paperwork from school when her phone vibrated. Picking it up, she was surprised to see Callie's name on the screen.
"Hey Slug-a-Bug!" Lena said cheerfully "Are you and Wyatt having a good time at the movies?"
Stef looked up from the magazine she was reading and raised her eyebrow at Lena. Lena shrugged in return.
"L-l-lena…?" a male voice stuttered.
Confused, Lena paused for a beat and shot Stef a concerned look.
"Wyatt, honey, is that you" Lena replied.
"Y-yah… Lena I'm sorry I-I didn't know what to do" Wyatt cried.
Lena felt the hair on the back of her neck stand up. Straightening up on her stool she placed her hand flat on the table gripping it for support. She was pretty sure she stopped breathing for a second.
"Wyatt, where's Callie?" Lena replied, a little more sternly than she intended.
Across from her Stef leaned in and covered Lena's hand with her own.
"She's here." Wyatt rasped anxiously. "She's… she's here. …Lena, you need to come and get her. Something… something happened… she freaked out and… I mean, she's scared and… I don't know what to do. She… she won't let me near her."
Lena's head snapped up and immediately made eye contact with Stef. Hearing most of the conversation through the phone, Stef was already grabbing her car keys off the table and heading for the door.
"Wyatt, listen to me", Lena replied surprised her voice sounded so calm. "Stef and I are on our way. Stay where you are."
Lena scrambled off the stool to follow Stef out to the car. Hanging up the phone, Lena was barely able to close the door before Stef peeled out of the driveway. Lena could feel anger rolling off Stef in waves. She reached over and threaded her fingers through her wife's hand.
Stef barged through the front door of Wyatt's family's house without bothering to knock. Still gripping Lena's hand, she began frantically searching the house for her daughter.
"Callie!", Stef yelled.
As a bare chested Wyatt appeared at the bottom of the stairs, Stef felt an overwhelming urge to tackle the young teen. Her anger quickly dissipated however when she saw the tear tracks on Wyatt's face.
"Wyatt…" Stef heard Lena say softly from behind her. "Wyatt, can you tell us where Callie is, honey?"
"I-I don't know what happened...", Wyatt began, "She said she wanted to… but then… something happened…"
Stef felt her stomach turn inside out. She had a pretty good idea what had happened.
"She's upstairs…" Wyatt continued.
"Come on, Stef" she heard Lena say softly and she realized that she had frozen at Wyatt's words.
Stef squeezed Lena's hand in response and wordlessly followed her up the stairs.
When they got to the door Stef put her hand on Lena's shoulder. "Let me go in first okay?" Stef whispered.
Stef took a deep breath and opened the partially closed door. Her heart sunk when she saw her half naked daughter curled up in the corner of the bed slowly rocking herself. Stef slowly took another step toward Callie and heard Lena quietly enter the room behind her.
"Hey sweets…" Stef said slowly. "…Callie, baby, can you hear me?"
Stef crouched down on the floor so that she wouldn't be towering over Callie and moved closer.
"…It's okay, love…" Stef continued softly "you're safe, baby, I promise. You're safe. It's just me and Lena… no is going to hurt you, I promise."
Callie didn't look up but her restless movements seemed to still at Stef's words.
Stef was now within reach of Callie but didn't want to startle the shaken teen. Stef tilted her head to try to make eye contact with Callie.
"Callie? Baby?" Stef continued. "Can you look at me, love?"
Callie didn't turn her head but seemed to lean in closer to Stef's voice.
Stef slowly placed her hand on the bed. When Callie didn't shy away, she slowly slid her hand closer so it was nearly touching Callie's leg.
"Callie, please look at me, baby." Stef softly pleaded.
Callie's head slowly turned and as her eyes focused on Stef she let out a sob. Stef only hesitated a second before climbing on the bed and folding Callie into her arms. Stef felt Callie's body stiffen for a moment before clutching on for dear life.
Stef breathed deeply as she clung to her terrified daughter.
"Shhh… you're safe, my love, I've got you." Stef whispered as Callie sobbed in her arms.
Despite her relief that Callie seemed to have broken from her trance, Stef's heart continued to beat loudly as a thousand horrifying thoughts ran through her head.
Stef felt the bed sink behind her and felt Lena's hand on her back. Stef felt tears in her eyes and judging from the tremble of Lena's hand she knew her wife was crying as well.
"Callie, sweetheart…" Lena began softly after they sat for a few minutes.
Callie seemed to sniffle in response but stayed firmly in Stef's arms.
"Honey, I know you're confused and scared…" Lena continued gently. "and I know this is a hard question but, Sweethart, we need you to tell us if you're hurt."
Callie stiffened within Stef's arms and refused to look up. When Callie still didn't speak Lena covered her hand and gave her an encouraging squeeze.
"Sweets…" Stef tried, "did Wyatt hurt you, baby?" Stef heard her voice crack slightly on the last word.
Callie suddenly pulled back shaking her head vehemently as she looked down at her lap.
"N-no.. no…" Callie replied weakly. "Wy-Wyatt would n-never… Wyatt would never hurt me."
Stef grabbed both of Callie's hands and pulled them into her lap to keep Callie from retreating too far away. Tipping her head down she finally caught Callie's gaze.
"Sweets… I know this is scary but your moms are pretty worried…" Stef said softly.
Lena touched Callie's arm. "We just want to make sure you're not hurt, baby." Lena added.
Callie continued to shake her head adamantly.
"No. I-I mean I know what this looks… what this looks like but Wyatt didn't hurt me." Callie said firmly.
"Okay, love, okay…" Stef said softly rubbing her hands up and down Callie's arms. "What do you say we get out of here and we can talk more at home okay?"
Callie nodded. Seeming to realize for the first time that she was topless, Callie quickly crossed her arms over her chest. Unable to find Callie's shirt, Lena slipped off her sweater and slid it over Callie's shoulders. As Lena gently buttoned the sweater, Stef took Callie's hand and kissed her on the top of the head. After squeezing her hand, Stef put her arm around her daughter and held her close as she guided her out of the room. Stef felt Callie bury herself into Stef's side as they passed Wyatt in the hallway. Gripping Callie tightly to her side, Stef lead her out of the house to the car.
TBC