Tonight's Ep: I wanted to slap Callie so bad. I had a good backhand all ready for her. What was she thinking? Sadie, really? I like how when she was talking to mark though she said she was making it all up 'cause she was lonely and whatknot. The rest of the episode was actually kind of good. Kay Panabaker, the brain dead girl's sister, was amazing as always. Dr. Dixon needs to go b/c she creeps me out. Izzie needs to stop sleeping with dead people and go with Alex because for once he's actually acting like a human being. And Meredith and Christina need to stop fighting. it makes me sad. Ok - There's my two cents worth.

On to the story - After everything I've put these two through I decided a nice little fluffy chapter was in order.
I also know first hand how a concussion can radically change your life and personality, so I'm working on exploring this new post-accident Erica.
Also, I was watching a lot of Kathy Griffin while writing this, hence the D-List.

I really love this chapter, so
R & R
VillageVoice

"Okay," Erica said, zipping a very full duffle bag on the bed. "The hospital bag is packed."

"You pack the baby clothes?" Callie asked from the shower.

Erica rolled her eyes. "Oh, was I supposed to pack that too?"

"Oh, you're hilarious." She called, closing the shower curtain. "Did you put the car seat in your car?"

"No Callie, I thought we'd leave her there and visit her on breaks."

"Hey!" Callie said, opening the shower curtain once again.

Erica moved to the bathroom door so that she could see Callie. "Was there anything more to that thought?"

Callie looked confused. "There was." She brought her head back into the shower and shut the curtain. Erica laughed and went back into the bedroom to grab the bag and put it into her new car. With the birth of their daughter merely three weeks away, she wanted to be prepared.

"Erica?"

Erica turned away from the bedroom door, duffle bag slung on her shoulder. "Yeah?"

"Could you come here for a minute?"

"Yeah." She put the bag back down in the bed and went into the bathroom and over to where Callie had her head poking out from behind the shower curtain. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, um…" She chuckled to herself, looking down suddenly finding the mat in front of the shower extremely fascinating. "This might be a little awkward, but . . . could you shave my legs for me?"

"What?"

"Erica, I haven't been able to see my legs for weeks and I feel really gross. I'm big and fat and extremely pregnant and this would make me feel a tiny bit better. Please?"

Erica held her hand out for the razor. Callie tentatively put it in her hand and stuck her leg out of the shower. Erica sat on the toilet, which was right next to the shower and brought the razor to Callie's leg. "You know, I think this officially marks a new point in our relationship."

"I like that one." Callie said as she pointed to a picture on Erica's laptop. Fiona had been a bit backlogged with the Holidays and everyone wanting new shots of her kids for the New Year that it had taken her a while to get back to them with the proofs of their eight month shoot.

Erica enlarged the image. "I don't know. There's something-" She was interrupted by the sound of her e-mail alerting her to a new e-mail. Not knowing whether it was something about a patient or whatnot she momentarily abandoned their picture search and opened her e-mail. "It's from Fiona."

"The pictures from our nine month shoot?"

Erica shrugged. "I don't know."

Hey Girls-

Sorry it's taken me so long to get these to you, but it's been a little busy around here. I promise when the little one is born I will make you guys, or girls, my first priority. I included the link to the proofs from your nine month pics as well as one I forgot from you eighth. Well I didn't really forget it. I took it and cleaned it up a bit because in my opinion, it's the best of them and you should pick it. Not that I'm pressuring you or anything, but it's beautiful.

Hope the little one's still cooking & Erica I hope you continue to get better!
Just e-mail me and let me know which pictures you chose and I'll put the order in.
Fiona

Erica clicked the link below the e-mail and opened up the newest pictures. Neither Callie nor Erica were feeling very well that day so they had done another on-location shoot at their house. The nesting stage was deeply imbedded at this point, so Erica probably wouldn't have been able to get Callie out of the house anyway. Callie was wearing this really pretty darkish plum colored v-neck faux wrap maternity sweater that made her look absolutely radiant along with her favorite pair of dark stone wash jeans that she hadn't worn for the past month and would never ever wear again.

Erica had picked some random thing out of her closet and ended up with a deep green colored ¾ sleeve sweater with a pair khakis that may or may not have been washed since the last time she wore them. However, it all went so nicely with the bruising on her nose still healing from the break. Thankfully that was the last of the visible reminders from the accident. Well that and some minor scaring on her abdomen, but that could all be hidden.

They did the shoot in the baby's room in front of the crib with Callie holding the little fuzzy stuffed brown and white cow Erica had bought Callie when Callie had first moved in with her. It was corny and sweet and Fiona ate it up. They had settled on the picture they wanted even before they saw the proofs because when Fiona took it it just felt right. It was shot a little below the belly up, as to show how big Callie had gotten these past nine months, and it went all the way up the back wall where they had placed the letters that spelled out the baby's name with little butterfly and flower decals around it. Everything was ready. All they needed was the baby.

Then Erica clicked on the link to the other pic Fiona sent along and popped the picture up on the screen.

"I love it." Callie immediately said, putting her arm through Erica's and leaning her head on the blonde's shoulder.

This was the shot. Neither remembered Fiona taking the picture, but to be fair they hadn't really remembered her taking any shots that day. This was the shot Fiona took after she had said bye to Erica and was leaving. It was taken on the diagonal, showing Callie lying on the hospital gurney with Erica on the opposite side sitting in the chair. Callie was looking intently at Erica who was looking back at her with her right hand up by Callie's forehead brushing a stray hair away and her left hand and Callie's right entwined in the space between then.

They say a picture said a thousand words, but there was so much more in this picture. With that one look you could tell so much. You could see the love and passion these two women had for each other, everything they'd been through and just how deep their connection with each other truly went.

Erica was in the middle of sending an e-mail back to Fiona when another e-mail from the photographer popped up.

p.s. This pic is going in my portfolio.

Erica couldn't help but laugh. "This woman is making way too much money off of us."

"I don't blame her. We do look pretty good in print. We're like the best of the surgical D-List."

"Hey, I am a world renowned cardiothoracic surgeon. I have patients flying in from other countries so they can have me as their doctor. I am far from any kind of D-List."

Callie chuckled and snuggled in closer. "I know sweetie, I know."

"I've been on the cover of a magazine."

"Oh I know. It's in a frame hanging in our office."

"I'll be on another one. There are talks."

"I know."

"No I'm serious. I got a call two days ago from-"

Callie nodded and sat-up. "You wanna have sex?"

And that was the end of Erica's rant.

"Dr. Hahn, good to see you back."

Erica put her keys in her purse then looked up at Dr. Webber. "Richard." She greeted. "It's good to be back."

"Is this a rental?" He said, motioning to the new car that was in her spot.

"No. That's my new car."

"Very nice. Your insurance must have gone through the roof."

"Not really. It went up because it's red, then it went down because it's new." Erica couldn't believe they were standing in the middle of the parking lot discussing car insurance. "Is there something you wanted Richard?"

"Oh no, no. Just came out to make sure everything's alright."

"You came out to the parking lot to wait for me to make sure everything was alright?" She started walking toward the building.

Webber turned and walked right alongside Erica. "You do know that you're the first attending here to have a child?"

"No, I wasn't aware of that."

Webber nodded. "Well you are. First in a while actually, and-"

"You do know it's illegal for an employer to ask if you have children right?"

"I'm just saying Erica that with your work load-"

"And it's illegal to discriminate because an employee has or is planning to have children?"

"Now Erica-"

Erica stopped just outside the front doors. "And it's illegal to discriminate because an employee is gay. So, if you say anything even remotely close to replacing me or reducing my hours or my surgeries or even moving my parking space further away I will go to whichever organization will hear me. And believe me the mothers and the lesbians, especially the lesbian mothers, would not paint this hospital too kindly in the press. And I don't think Seattle Grace can afford to go any further down the list."

"I was just thinking with your recent accident-"

"Oh." Erica began as if she had just remembered. "It's also illegal to discriminate due to an injury or disability."

The Chief smiled. "Welcome back Dr. Hahn."

"Good to be back Chief."

"He didn't?!" Addison exclaimed.

"Oh he did." Erica replied laughing.

"The Chief's really growing a pair." Callie added with a bite of her lunch. The trio had met up for lunch in the hospital cafeteria seeing as Addison and Erica were working and Callie was on her maternity leave so could very well do whatever she pleased.

"Dr. Montgomery, Dr. Hahn, Dr. Torres." The Chief greeted. "I never expected you two to be participating in office gossip." He said, looking at Addison and Erica.

"We're not Chief." Addison explained. They'd so been caught.

"Just the facts." Erica added, trying not to laugh.

"Hey, what about me?" Callie asked. All three other doctors just stared at her for a minute. "Fair enough."

"And how's the maternity leave going Dr. Torres?"

"Great. I sit around getting bigger by the day, I haven't seen my feet in weeks, I can't go twenty minutes without having to pee, I can't remember anything and I'm home alone all day."

"Is that all?"

"It's fine I guess."

"Glad to hear it. Just remember that you have twelve weeks maternity leave and you've decided to take three weeks before your dude date, so that leaves nine after the baby's born."

Erica cleared her throat and Dr. Webber looked away from the group. "I'll see you all later."

They at least had the decency to wait until he was out of the room before the entire table erupted into laughter.