Lexie/Mark/Callie love triangle.
A/U: Arizona is not in the picture yet, Lexie and Mark didn't die. Mark is sort of in love with Callie, Callie with Lexie and Lexie with Mark. So, bit complicated. Callie's POV. For now. Reviews are welcome :) If you like it, I will go on.
"Grey, you're on my service today!" Callie called at the group of residents.
"Which one?" Meredith asked. She clearly didn't want to be on Callie's service today. She was really into neuro, and not into ortho. Whatever, ortho is way too hardcore for her.
"Little Grey." She saw Lexie looked a little offended, because Mark always called her Little Grey, and Callie had taken over the habit. She really thought the nickname was adorable. It suited Lexie. Callie thought Lexie was really cute. She was sometimes a little clumsy, but Callie liked that. She was clumsy herself. Although she didn't like she was clumsy. She was even more clumsy in Lexie's presence. She giggled a lot more than normally and knocked over a lot of instrument tables. She thought it was really easy for Lexie to jump to conclusions: Callie was amazingly in love with her.
"But I thought I was gonna be on Dr. Sloan's service today." she stumbled. Callie had thought that through. Lexie liked plastics more, but she couldn't specialize yet. She was just a third year resident.
"You have been on his service for several weeks now. It's better for you to switch specialty today."
"Okay." she sighed. She was reluctant, and didn't make a secret of it. She silently cursed. When they were far away enough from the other residents, Callie said:
"You have to be glad. Mark is on his period today. Bad PMS. I don't think you want to be around him today." She smiled, but Lexie smiled sourly back.
"Oh come on. Why aren't you talking to me? It's not that I'm evil or something. Or gonna eat you." Or maybe I will.
"I'm sorry. It's just.. I don't even like plastics that much. It's just that.." she turned all red.
"You like Mark." Callie finished the sentence. "Yeah, you're not the only one."
"What, you like him too?"
"Oh, no, that's not it. I'm his best friend, but he is very good-looking, and a lot of girls like him, and I sle-.. You don't have to worry, I like someone else at the moment."
"Oh. Who? I-I mean. I cannot ask that. That's inappropriate. I-I'm sorry." Lexie blushed again.
"You don't have to worry, Little Grey. I like you. Mark likes you. He talks a lot about you. We could be friends. And I'm talking a lot again." Isn't she adorable when she gets all shy and blushes?
"O-okay."
"So, let's see. I was going to show you my patient. His name is Bob Skeets. He misses a phalanx. Which he can miss, but it's not really practical, since it's the thumb of his writing hand. He asked me if I wanted to fix it, so we're going to make a new bone, and put it in. You can scrub in if you can tell me the procedure."
That evening, the surgery of Bob went well. They put in a new bone, so Mr. Skeets could learn to write again.
"So, that was much cooler than plastics, wasn't it?"
"You rocked in that OR." Lexie grinned. "You're really good at this."
Callie had to do some effort to not beam the whole place up. She wanted to kiss her so badly right now. With her cute smile and all enthusiastic about her profession.
"So, you stole my resident today, Dr. Torres?"
Callie turned away as fast as she could.
"I do not like that. She is really good. She is the only one who brings back the right clothes from the dry-cleaner."
Mark. She saw Lexie looking at him. Callie could tell Lexie liked him a lot. She was practically drooling all over the place. He was hot though, Callie had to admit. But Callie preferred Lexie's kind of woman more. She wanted to tangle her fingers into her long, brownish hair, and kiss her very passionate. She wanted to explore her body, touch her where she could.. She only doubted Lexie was into girls. She didn't seem like the type of girl to like women. But she is a really adorable piece of candy. Unconsciously, Callie wet her lips with her tongue. She saw Mark looking at her.
"On-call room. Now." Mark said to Callie. Lexie didn't seem too happy.
"This is not gonna take long, Little Grey. I'll be back in a few minutes. We have to tell Mr. Skeets how the surgery went." Callie called at Lexie.
After a little while, they were in the on-call room.
"What the hell do you want from me?" Callie asked. "I was just talking.. What the hell, Mark?"
"I saw how you looked at her. Little Grey? Seriously?"
"What is wrong with her, Mark? She is sweet. And she is really smart and good at her job. And she is committed. I like her."
"Yeah, I could tell. I saw it pretty clear on your face. Even a blind man could see you light up when she smiled at you."
"Hey, why were you looking at me that well? That's scary."
"You know why I look at you. You are incredibly hot. And sexy." he started kissing Callie, but she pushed him away. "Not now, I'm gonna talk to Mr. Skeets."
"Since when do you reject this?" he pointed at himself. "You must really be in love with Little Grey, to reject this."
"Well.. Eh. I don't know. Maybe... Maybe I don't want to tell you about it!" she snapped. "That's private, Mark. I mean.. she doesn't like me back."
"You don't know that. Did you ask?"
"No. But.. No, never mind." She shook her head.
"Well, let's go back to your girlfriend. Will I see you tonight?"
"Yeah, I guess so. See you." Mark gave her a quick kiss on her lips. Callie knew he liked her. Loved her. Whatever. She loved him too, but as a friend. He didn't commit to someone. He would cheat and stuff. Callie didn't like that. She tried once, but that failed.
"Hey, Little Grey. Ready to go tell the great news to Mr. Skeets?"
Afterwards, Callie invited Lexie over at Joe's, but the moment she asked, she regretted it. It was really weird for her to ask her. She would suspect something. But Lexie didn't turn her down.
"We could be friends, right? You're nice." Lexie smiled. Callie felt all warm on the inside. I'm in love with you. She hoped Lexie couldn't read minds. Or maybe she hoped.
"Yes, of course."
"Oh my god, you are so fun." Callie giggled loud. She was drunk. Like, really really drunk. She should be ashamed, but she was so drunk, she couldn't care less. Lexie was drunk too.
"You have to come with me, because my place is across the street. You cannot drive anymore. You can sleep on the couch." she spoke with a thick tongue. When she was't that drunk, she wouldn't have suggested it, but she was drunk, so she did. And Lexie said yes, so they went home. It was really hard for them to open the apartment's door, because both of them couldn't really hold the key still. They giggled like teenagers, but together, they managed to unlock the door.
"God, I'm so in love with you." Callie almost sang. Lexie wasn't shocked. When they were sober, she was shocked as hell. Instead of being shocked, Lexie looked a bit weird.
"I'm in love with Mark. But you know what? He doesn't see me standing. I bet he thinks I'm not sexy enough. Or hot. I ain't hot, I know." she fell on the couch, looking at her shoes. "Oh god, my feet are moving and I'm not even doing that!"
"Let me get off your shoes. This won't work." she stumbled to the couch and fell on it too. She managed to get off Lexie's shoes.
"Thanks." she giggled. She looked into Callie's eyes. Her nice brown eyes, which couldn't even look straight right now anymore. But that didn't matter, because Lexie couldn't look straight either. "OH, now I understand. You said you're in love with me! I didn't even listen!"
That's when Callie kissed Lexie. Lexie pulled away at first, but was clearly so drunk, that she kissed Callie back, eventually. She shared a really hot drunken kiss. but it was good. Callie didn't think she had better kisses before. But maybe that was because of the drunken state. And the fact she was kissing Little Grey right now. That's when Lexie passed out on the couch. Callie giggled a little. That's when Mark came in.
"I heard you coming back. What, Lexie is with you?"
"Yeah, we were having a drink." she hiccuped "Oops, I'm sorry. I drank too much, I think."
Mark walked to Callie and took her in his arms. He lifted her and brought her to her bed. He laid her down and took off her shoes.
"Tomorrow you're gonna have a serious headache. And you're not gonna remember anything. So. I admit. I'm in love with you. And I didn't even say that out loud at someone before. So, you should be ashamed of being this drunk." His kissed her on her forehead and left.
