Finer Feelings – Chapter III

Callie slowly opened her eyes as she lifted her head sleepily from the encompassing white, fluffy pillow. Suddenly, a glimpse of blonde beside her forced her head back down as the memories of the night before flooded back.

She was…she couldn't be…she'd never been attracted to women before and now suddenly she's in bed with one? Everything that had seemed to be perfect last night was now shrouded in doubt as the earliest morning rays scattered through the hotel curtains.

What was she talking about? She wanted this. She had actually kissed her first, but now…now she's doubtful? Great timing, Callie thought, as always.

She needed to think. She needed to get out.

Slowly pulling back the covers, Callie didn't dare look back at the sleeping Erica as she slipped out of the bed as silently as possible, collected her scattered clothes, hurriedly put them on and rushed out of the hotel room

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Meredith stared blankly into her locker; a hand raised still holding it open as she tried to process everything that had happened the night before. She was all perfect and free last night in the corny candle house and Derek's trailer, but now she was in the hospital, in the real world, and quite a bit of herself was wondering whether everything that had happened was just a dream.

"Hey." Meredith suddenly snapped out of it and quickly turned to the door where Cristina had just walked in. "What's up with you?" Cristina looked at her quizzically as she slung her bag from her shoulder and opened her locker.

"I may have agreed to build Derek a house…" Meredith said slowly.

"Let me guess," Cristina continued to unpack her bag nonchalantly. "And it all ends with a wolf blowing it down."

"No, I actually think this is real. I think we decided we were going to be, well, extraordinary."

Cristina froze as she put on her scrub pants. "Wait – seriously? You mean you and him…"

"Made up."

"Man," Cristina sighed. "I gotta start a tally or something."

"Hey!" Meredith squeaked defensively as Cristina walked to the locker room door. Quickly she shut her locker and followed her out into the hallway. "What are you trying to say?"

"I'm saying," Cristina continued to walk down the hall. "That you two have been up and down so much it could make someone vomit. And I'm not just talking about the motion sickness here."

Meredith rolled her eyes. "Well, not any more. I'm cured or whatever. Remember, I was seeing a shrink – "

"And how does that make you feel??" Cristina added melodramatically.

"Shut up. My point is, I'm heeled. I've got all my crap intimacy issues figured out."

"Yeah, well – I'll believe it when I see it." Cristina said quickly as she moved behind the desk opposite the surgery board and checked the computer.

Meredith leaned over the desk opposite her and continued to waffle. "Turns out all my problems related back to my mother, which is all just some boring Freudian clique…" Suddenly Meredith went silent as she saw a brunette down the hall wearing nurses' scrubs. Instinctively, she abruptly fell to the floor, hiding behind the desk.

"Ah, Meredith?" Cristina looked up from the computer to see her friend not there. "Meredith?" She stood up from the chair and leaned over the desk to see Meredith crouched down with a paranoid look on her face.

"Did she see me?" She whispered.

Cristina raised her eyebrow. "Gotta say, if you're not looking for attention, squatting in the middle of the hall isn't the way to do it."

Meredith glared at her. "I'm hiding from Rose."

Cristina peered behind her. "Well, she's gone now so you can get up before someone drags you off to psyche. Not that you haven't been there before."

"Nice." Meredith continued to glare at Cristina and she stood up from the floor.

"Why are you trying to hide from the nurse anyway?" Cristina sat back down at the computer.

"It'll just be really awkward. I mean, I stole her boyfriend…"

"She stole your boyfriend first."

"Point."

"It's a hell of a point. You don't need to feel sorry for her, it's her own fault for getting in between the couple." Cristina got up from the computer and walked back out in the hallway.
Meredith followed and pushed though the doors to the foyer. "I don't feel sorry for her, I'm just scared she's going to gauge out my eyeballs or something.

"Her name's Rose, she probably couldn't gauge a clementine."

Meredith smiled then drifted off with a thought. "You think it's bad, you know, for me to still be nervous about this?"

Cristina stopped quickly. "Wait, you mean you still don't know if you and McDreamy should be together? Seriously?"

"No!" Meredith promptly rebutted. "I can see us together, of course. I'm just a bit nervous about it – "

"Excuse me?" Suddenly, a Scottish voice interjected.

"What?" Cristina barked and turned around to face the annoying interrupter.

It was a tall man with sharp, but attractive features. His short brown hair formed a styled mess on his head, mirroring his five o'clock shadow. A dated Brit band t-shirt was visible under his crumpled jacket. "Sorry, I was just looking for the Chief of Surgery's office?"

Cristina continued to glare at him as she threw her arm over to the opposite direction. "It's just over there."

As the man thanked her Cristina turned back to Meredith and rolled her eyes. "Who did he think we were, tour guides? But like I was saying, it's perfectly fine to be nervous about it. I mean, I was nervous about everything when it came to me and Burke."

"Yeah, and look where that got you."

"Thanks." Cristina glared sarcastically.

"Hey guys!" Izzie's high voice suddenly appeared as they walked by the nurses' station, her flicking through numerous charts.

"What are you doing here so early?" Meredith looked at her curiously. "Shouldn't you be baking or whatever for Alex?"

"What do you mean?" Izzie suddenly turned paranoid.

"I mean the whole Ava/Rebecca thing. I thought you'd be comforting him."

"Oh, yeah, I thought he'd want some time alone." Izzie tried to shrug it off. "You know Alex."

"Yeah." Meredith nodded, "But maybe I should check on him, just in case."

"He'll be fine!" Cristina waved it off. "Now, let's have a look at these cases." Her hands groped for the folders in Izzie's arms.

"Hands off evil vulture!" Izzie tore the files away from Cristina's hands. "You have the sparkle pager, get your own case!"

As if on cue, the sparkly red and white pager that hung from Cristina's waist began to beep. "Ha!" She clutched it and shook it teasingly in front Izzie's face. "Saved by the bell."

"I'll take that!" Meredith plucked the pager from Cristina's hand.

"Hey!" Cristina looked heartbroken. "Give it back!"

"Nope." Meredith looked at the message then snapped the pager on her own waist. "I gave you the pager to get your mojo back, so now it's my turn again."

Cristina stared at Meredith seriously. "I lost my mojo again." She said frantically.

"No you didn't."

"I did – just down that hall. I swear."

"Oh, get your own case." Meredith turned her back from the two and walked over to the elevator to take her down to the pit. Patting her sparkle pager lovingly she waited as the solid doors began to open, revealing a very familiar brunette.

"Morning Meredith."

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NB: OMFG!! Who could it be??

Ok, not much of a cliffy but I promised it'll get better. Just need many many reviews to fuel my "Make Better" Machine.

But I guess I should first say hi! It's been a while. What, a few months? Some ridiculously long time like that. Yes, I thought I was finished with this fic but for some reason I woke up this morning and felt like going for it again. Blame it on princess diaries 2, I say. Thank god Shonda moved on from that.

But yes, this is my continued season 5. Hope someone is out there. Hello? Anyone? Nope, no one there.

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