Ok this is my first shot at a fanfiction. sorry if its bad. well this on what happened after the night Erica walks away. Hope you like.
Comments are always nice :D
Part I
Callie got home that night confused and worried. She had really no idea what had just happened. Did Erica break up with her? Or was that just a fight that all relationships get into. But what Callie was sure about was the pains she gets in her stomach that make her know something is wrong and that something bad was going to come of it. It was too late now for Callie to worry about it, so she slipped into a pair a shorts and her old college T-shirt, and got into bed.
The next morning Callie woke up and stumbled out of bed. She had gotten very little sleep and was exhausted. On her way to work Callie could not stop thinking about Erica, and how she was going to talk to her. Truth be told, Callie would rather redo last night over, and take Erica's side. But that was in the past and she could do nothing more to help it then talk to her.
Around 1pm she was done with her rounds, and was now checking some charts over and drinking her coffee. It was really beginning to bug her that all morning Callie had not spotted Erica.
She then saw Mark coming down the hall. She sprinted down the hallway and caught up to him.
"Hey Callie."
"Hey Mark! Question, have you seen Erica today? I have to talk to her."
"No I haven't, sorry Callie. What do you need to talk about? Let me guess your going to talk her into an on-call room, there you will…"
Callie quickly cut Mark off, "Mark! Stop talking about me and Erica like that! It's discussing coming from you."
"Aww but Cal we use to have some great times in those on-call rooms, and it didn't discuss you then when I talked like that."
"Mark that was then, this is now. And if you don't stop I will personally break every single bone in your body, fix them, just so I can break them again. Got it!"
"Ok. Ok. Gosh Callie what's up with you?"
"Just have a lot on my mind right now Mark." Just then she spots the Chief Webber coming out of his office.
"Chief may I speak to you?" Callie asks when she reaches him.
"Sure Dr. Torres, why don't we head back into my office?"
Callie sits down across from Chief Webber, she starts to get nervous, and what if the answer she gets is the one she does not want to hear?
"Dr. Torres, what is it you wanted to speak to me about?"
"Well Chief, I was wondering if Dr. Hahn took anytime off, or called in sick today." Callie was trying her best to have the nervousness in her voice sound faint.
"Dr. Torres, you know as well as I do that I can not share that information with you. It's against hospital rules. Is there a reason you must know?"
Great just what I needed to hear, he just couldn't give me a stupid answer. Shit. How am I going to explain to the Chief that I need to find this out, so I can know what happened to my girlfriend, or well ex-girlfriend. What do I even call her now if she is trying to avoid me? Callie thought to herself, and the worry was now beginning to show on her face.
"Sir, t-there r-really is n-no," Callie was stumbling and it was not helping her. Callie just took a deep breath and spat it out. "Sir, Erica and I got into a fight, yes; yes I know personal life does not come into professional life. But sir, see Erica and I….well Erica and I had this thing, I guess you can say we were dating. And well it's just really important to me to find out where she is so I can fix this. So can you please, please tell me if she is in the hospital or if she called sick, or just something to stop me from rambling on, and on?"
Callie sat back and looked at the now speechless Chief. She could not read the expression on his face, it was just blank.
Then after what seemed to be like forever the Chief finale spoke. "So you're telling me that you and Dr. Hahn were dating. You being a girl were dating Dr. Hahn. And now you two got into a fight, and Dr. Hahn has just disappeared and you want to know where she is. Is this correct?"
"Yes sir."
"Callie, I wish I could help you here, but Dr. Hahn resigned this morning, about an hour before you came into work. Hearing that you both were in a relationship, I thought she would have told you. She said there were some personal issues she needs to take care of, and to do so she couldn't work here. I'm sorry Callie, but that's all I know."
That hit Callie like a ton of bricks. Callie was in shock, numbed by it. She didn't know how to react, it all came to fast. How could Erica just get up and leave? Not even saying goodbye? Did I mean anything to her? Those were the questions going through Callie's head all day.
When Callie walked down the hall it was like she was a zombie, no emotion, no attitude, nothing she was just there. Mark saw Callie at the nurses station, and had seen all day that something was wrong ever since she left Chief Webber's office. So he walked over to her and just stood next to her.
"What do you want Sloan? And if it's sex you can go fuck yourself!"
"Callie, I'm here being a friend. Something is wrong, and I want to know what so I can help you. Did you hear anything about Erica?"
The sound of Erica's name made something go off. And sadly Mark was the victim of Callie's actions. Callie just snapped!
"No Mark I don't need you as my friend, my sex buddy, or-or OR ANYTHING!! Yes I did hear something about Erica, she resigned. She left with out telling anyone. With out saying goodbye, not even to me! I don't think you can fix that, now just leave me alone!" Callie turned on her heels, and started to walk away. She could tell it would be any minute till the tears in her eyes will over fill.
Just then Mark grabs Callie's arm and shoves her into an on-call room. "Look, I can't make Erica come back and work here, but you treating this like she died! As far as I know she is living, and she is probably at home as upset as you are about that whole stupid fight. Your off in 2 hours, the minute you get off go to her apartment and at least talk to her, it could change everything."
Callie was so upset about Erica resigning she didn't even think of that. Stun from the talk Mark just gave her; she just nodded in agreement and walked off.
Those 2 hours went by like years. When Callie was finale off she rushed to her locker, changed, and nearly sped at 90mph going to Erica's. Callie ran into the apartment building and took the stairs up to the 3rd floor since the elevator was taking forever.
When Callie got to the door there was a note hanging there with a box outside it. The note read:
My dear Callie,
I had a feeling you would stop by my apartment when I didn't show up at work. I'm so sorry I could not give a proper goodbye, but I just couldn't bring myself to do so. Because I knew if I came to see you I could not leave. I must leave, you see, I do know you. But I know you so much to tell you are not fully into dating me, and you're not ready for this. It scares you. And I don't think I can live with you running off to sleep with Sloan after we have mind-blowing sex. I know I said ok when you told me, but I was really dying inside. Then you stuck up for Stevens over me, your girlfriend, I just could not take it and it showed me you were never really committed to us. It hurt too much to stay. In the box there are a few things. Fist there is a shirt you left here after you spent the night before we started dating. Second is the key to your apartment you left me, even though you knew if Yang found out she would kill you. And last, a picture that my sister took of us the weekend she stayed with me. Don't bother trying to call me I had my number changed, and you can go inside but all my stuff is gone. Please believe me that it is easier this way. And I want you to know, I will always love you. I always did.
Hope life treats you well,
Erica.
Callie knelt to the ground by the box and picked up her shirt. Since it had been at Erica's so long it smelt like her. She held the shirt close to her while picking up the pictures inside. It was of Erica and her when they were wrestling on the bed; neither knew the picture was being taken. She began to cry at the thought that she and Erica may never be doing anything together again. Never be able to hold Erica; never be able to hear her voice, nothing. Callie was not ready for that. So there, holding the shirt and the picture, she cried in front of Erica's apartment. Was she really going to let Erica go this easily?
