Sighing Callie rolled her shoulders she really wasn't in the mood for this prom. She hadn't enjoyed her high school prom. Letting out a small laugh she fell back against the sofa at least in high school she'd had a date. George had asked her out of guilt nothing else. Standing she striped letting her scrubs fall to the floor dismissing the thought that she shouldn't walk around the hospital basement naked. Letting the hot water wash over her chest she sighed again. Her mind kept drifting back to the blonde cardio doctor. She didn't cope well with people, with other women. She had proved that with George's weird and judgy friends but there was something about Erica Hahn that got to her. That made her want to open up. To trust the blonde to let her in.
Sipping her hot tea Erica placed her pager on the small table in the doctors lounge. She shouldn't still be at Seattle Grace she should have headed home almost five hours ago but something was keeping here a gut feeling that something was going to happen. That she would be needed. Sitting on the battered leather sofa she rested her head back trying to stop the little voice in the back of her mind telling her the reason she had stayed was a certain raven haired ortho resident. Callie seemed nice deserved so much better than George. Erica felt sorry for her that was all. Erica Hahn - Ice Queen did not do friends, she didn't do acquaintances she didn't even do coffee with colleagues. She sighed why was Calliope Torres so different.
Opening the door from the basement steps she Callie walked in to the corridor silently swearing when she heard the voice behind her. "Hey I was looking for yo … Where are you going?"
Pulling at her dress she turned around. "I'm wearing a dress I have on heels I shaved my legs. I'm going to the prom."
"You said you didn't want to go to the prom."
Looking over her shoulder as she carried on down the corridor she pointed at him. "No. I said I didn't want to go with you."
"Callie.!" He shouted causing her to stop and walk back to him.
"I said I love you, I said it out loud to your face. And ever since you," she paused trying to keep her emotions in check.. "I've never said that to a guy before. Never. Now I'm just this idiot who says I love you and gets avoided."
"No. I'm not avoiding you." Raising an eyebrow Callie glared at him. "I promise."
"You going to say it back?"
He sighed looking away. "No."
"I'm humiliated." As she started to walk away he took hold of her wrist. "No. George let me go." Pulling her closer he turned her. "George. Let me go." Placing his hands on her hips pushing her hard against the wall.
"Wait."
"Let me go." Her voice started to crack. "Let me go.."
Placing his hand on her cheek he forced her to look at him. "Stop fighting me." He paused. "If I say it back right now. You'll know I'm just saying it because you said it to me. When … when I say I love you .. I want to mean it. Because." He paused his eyes travelling over her face. "You just have to give me some time to mean it."
"I hate that I'm so into you." Placing her hands behind her neck she pulled him closer kissing him. Their kiss soon turned passionate. His hand travelling lower causing her to sigh. Placing her hands on his shoulder she pushed him away. "Not here." Offering her hand to him she headed toward the prom.
Pouring herself a glass of wine Callie looked around the room smiling at the dancing couples. Her smile soon dropped as she noticed the looks between Derek and Meredith. She didn't know Fin., she didn't know Addison very well but she did know the red head loved Derek and was desperately clinging to her marriage. Turning back to the table she shook her head her smile returning and growing as she saw a flash of red and blonde. Erica was still in the hospital it took all of Callie's self restraint not to run of after her with a bottle of wine.
Yawning Erica pulled her coat over her scrubs not having the energy to get changed. Slipping her phone and stethoscope into her bag she jumped and swore as her pager beeped loudly in her hand. Looking at the message she swore louder. Dropping her coat and bag on to the table and running out of the room.
Pushing open the examination room door the nurse had pointed out to her Callie gasped at the sight in front of her. Her eyes travelled between Derek and Meredith. "Oh. The nurse told me to come find you. You have to come it's Izzie." As Meredith walked past her Callie pulled on the lose belt at the back of her dress. "Wait wait wait." tying it quickly she pushed the younger woman away. "Ok go." Turning Callie looked Derek up and down making her disgust in them both known.
Fallowing George and his friends into Denny's room Callie stood to one side her hand going to her chest at the sight of Izzie curled up on the bed with Denny's body.
"Izzie …" Callie looked across at Christina slightly shocked at the gentleness of her voice.
The broken blonde took a deep breath before talking. "I think it was a stroke. He was prone to blood clots. A clot could have formed on his sutures and travelled to his brain." Looking around the room Callie took in everyone reaction. None of the knew what to say. "It only takes a second."
Meredith stepped forward. "Iz."
"Dr Hahn did a beautiful job on the surgery. I don't know why I didn't think of blood clots. He died all alone. He was alone."
"There was nothing you could have done." George tried to keep his voice calm to sooth his friend.
"I changed my dress three times." She swallowed.. "I wanted to look nice. I would have been here sooner but I couldn't figure out which dress to wear."
George walked over to the bed. "Izzie." Leaning closer he lowered his voice. "We shouldn't be in here."
"Iz there are things that they need." Meredith paused trying to figure out the right words. "They need to move him."
"Take him to the morgue."
Christina moved to stand beside George. "You can't stay here. I know you want to."
"Can you please … please just get out? I want to be alone with Denny."
"Izzie. That's not Denny." They all turned and looked at Alex as he walked through the door.
"Shut up."
Walking around the other side of the bed Alex lent down beside Izzie.. "Iz. That's not Denny. The minute his heart stopped beating he stopped being Denny. Now I know you love him but he also loved you. A guy that loves you like that would not want you to do this to yourself. Because it's not Denny not anymore.."
"An hour ago he was proposing And now …" She shook her head against Denny's now cold chest. "And now he's going to the morgue. Isn't that ridiculous? Isn't that the most ridiculous piece of crap you've ever heard?"
Gently Alex reached out to her. "Come on," lifting her off the bed and holding her close as he moved back to the chairs. Callie found herself having to look away. Her and Izzie where not close but her heart was breaking for the blonde.
As they all left the room Alex's arm tightly around Izzie's waist Callie turned to George placing a small kiss on his lips. "Izzie needs you, she needs you all. Call me tomorrow. Ok?"
He nodded lightly kissing her again. "Thank you."
Watching the group of interns walk away she saw Christina breaking away and heading to what Callie assumed was Burke's room she sighed before turning and looking down the long corridor. Spotting a pair of legs covered in distinctive red scrubs Callie sighed again before headed toward them.
Hearing footsteps coming to a stop in front of her Erica looked up when her eyes met Callie's intense brown ones Erica tried to smile her efforts fell short causing Callie to roll her eyes.
"Are you ok?" When the blonde nodded Callie rolled her eyes again. "I'm sorry about Denny, I know you did a wonderful job.
"Thank you."
"Wait right there I'll be back." Erica nodded to tired to argue. Disappearing back along the corridor Callie noticed Meredith looking between Derek and Fin. Shaking her head she kept walking knowing it was best to say nothing to act like nothing was going on. Seattle Grace loved it's gossip everything would come out eventually.
Picking up an open bottle of red wine she started to turn before changing her mind a grabbing two glasses as well. Quickly she walked back the way she had came noting the lobby was now empty she couldn't help wondering who Meredith had chosen. She hoped it had been Izzie.
As she reached Erica, Callie smiled a little. The blonde's eyes where closed and her head was back. "I am awake you know."
Callie jumped and glared at the blonde. "Good." Waving the bottle of wine she offered her hand to Erica pulling her to her feet. Keeping hold of the older woman's hand Callie lifted one finger pointing it at Erica. "You have to promise you won't laugh, judge or tell anyone. You really have to promise not to tell anyone."
"Ok." She frowned. "I promise."
"Ok." Keeping her finger tightly wrapped around Erica's, Callie set of toward the stairs leading to the basement pulling the confused cardio doctor behind her.
"Callie where are we going?"
"You'll see." Pushing the double doors to her 'home' open she cringed a little as she heard Erica gasp behind her. "You promised you wouldn't judge."
"I'm not." Turning on the spot Erica slowly took it all in. "You live here?"
Callie nodded and shrugged a little. "Yeah."
"But why?"
"I get all the best trauma's. I can sleep in and never be late for work." She laughed. "I'm not a morning person."
"Right. Makes sense you're trauma junkie then Torres?"
Callie smiled at the playful way Erica used her surname. "Yeah and surgery." Erica nodded understanding. "Sit please." Pointing to the sofa Callie placed the wine and glasses down beside it. "I'm just going to get changed."
Erica nodded again continuing to look around. Her eyes landed on Callie and she smiled. "You wonderful by the way." Blushing Callie picked up some comfortable clothes and quickly left to get changed.
Thank you for reading!
Ok it wasn't meant to end there but my muse went a bit mad and had them ripping each others cloths off - an that can't happen yet. Can it?! No … no Callie is still with George … for now …. Tehehe!!