Looking down at the scrubs, pager and staff ID on the bench in front of her Callie sighed. She was sure if she was ready for this, a new hospital. A new position more responsibility. More money. Callie rolled her eyes at her own thoughts. Money wasn't as issue. Pulling off her top she let it drop to the floor, unbuttoning her jeans she shimmied out of them. Standing in only her underwear she rolled her shoulders her stomach was churning and her heart beating so fast she thought it would burst out of her chest. Taking a deep breath she started to change into her scrubs. Tying her scrubs trousers she looked down at her legs it felt peculiar seeing them covered in dark blue material. She laughed at least it wasn't red.

Folding her civilian clothes Callie placed them in her locker before clipping her badge and pager to her waistband. It was now or never. Maybe if she was lucky, very lucky she could avoid the one person she didn't want to see. Yet.

A little under three hours later Callie's luck ran out. Hearing a familiar voice from across the hall she looked up. Shuddering. The tone the voice held would send interns, residents and even attendants running. The affect it had on Callie was the opposite, it had her wanting to run toward the owner of the voice. To pin her to the nearest wall. Shaking her head she took a small step forward freezing when the woman her eyes where fixed on turned around. Their eyes met and both of the stumbled over their own feet. The blue eyed woman dropping the files she was carrying, her eyes moved over Callie and she ignored the interns that swarmed around her feet picking them up. They both seemed frozen to the spot, both scared to break the spell in fear the other would disappear. Callie found the ability to move first and took a tentative step forward. Callie's eyes never left the sparkling blue ones. Sparkling blue eyes that Callie noted where brimming with tears. She couldn't do this, it was too soon. It was the wrong the place. The wrong time. Turning on her heel she hurried away not looking back when her name was called.

The door to the ladies' room opened and Callie pressed herself as flat as she could to the wall hoping whoever it was would just leave. "I know you're in here Callie."

Sighing Callie pushed away from the wall. "Hi."

"Hi? That's all you can say?"

Biting her lip Callie looked down at her feet. "What do you want me to say?"

"Explaining what you're doing here would be a start."

Rolling her eyes Calling motioned with her hands up and down her body. "Scrubs, hospital ID. Give you any clues?"

"Sarcasm doesn't suit you Callie."

"That's not what you used to say."

"I used to say a lot of things." Nodding Callie turned away. Leaning against the sink she looked at herself in the mirror. "You've lost weight Callie."

She nodded. "Stress does that." Licking her lips she paused. "I thought you where dead."

"Why? How? Callie I don't understand."

Turning back she her brown eyes blazing she shook her head. "You walked away with out saying goodbye."

"I'm sorry."

"Dam it Erica." She slapped the palm of her hand down on the marble top next to her. "Three days after you left we got a call from UNOS."

"I didn't go to UNOS"

"I know!" She raised her voice causing Erica to take a step back. "They had heart for your patient. The heart of a healthy 41 year old woman she died in a car crash. And you." She moved forward so she was inches away from the blonde. "And you didn't answer you phone. You didn't call me back, I left message after message for you."

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry? That's all you can say?"

Erica cringed as Callie threw her own words back at her. "Yes, I really don't know what else to say Cal." Reaching out she gently cupped the younger woman's cheek her thumb lightly moving over the soft skin she found there. "I needed time. You betrayed me again."

Covering the blonde's pale hand with her own Callie vigorously shook her head. "I didn't."

"So you didn't have sex with Mark Sloan twice hours after being with me?"

Stepping back Callie looked at floor. "I …" She took a deep shuddering breath. "I thought we had sorted that out. I committed myself to you."

"Yeah and then you went and picked Izzie Steven's side over mine." Erica spit out the younger blonde's same. "You claim you where committed to me but you didn't stand by me."

"I didn't take her side. I was on the side of the hospital. The hospital I was doing my residency at. The one you wanted to destroy. You where willing to throw away my carer everything I'd worked for at Seattle Grace."

Erica stared at the woman in front of her Callie's words slowly sinking in. "I didn't … I didn't think."

"Of me? Obviously.." Letting out a small bitter laugh Callie stepped closer to the blonde again. "Why would you. The great Erica Hahn think about me a carpenter. Even the one you claimed to be your glasses."

"You are my glasses."

Callie snorted. "Really? If you mean that, then why did you claim you didn't know me?"

"You picked her!" Erica raised her voice. "You picked the person who destroyed your marriage."

The volume of Callie's voice matched Erica's her yes flashing with anger. "I've just explained that. Shit do you ever listen to me?"

"Every word. I listened to you every night when you cried over that woman and what she had done to you."

Throwing her hands in the air Callie turned and took a few steps away. "You should be grateful that she screwed up my marriage. If I was still married you and I would never have happened."

"Maybe that would have been a good thing."

They both stopped breathing their eyes meeting, Erica's words hanging between them.

"Cal … I didn't." Tears started to form in Erica's eyes. "I didn't mean that. Really baby I'm sorry."

"No. Just no." Pushing past the blonde. Callie fled from the bathroom.

Falling back against the sink Erica sank to the floor. The had spoken the words in haste in anger. She hadn't meant them. Her heart was still Callie's. Callie was still her glasses she didn't want to see clearly with anyone else.


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