Title: Braces Not Glasses 6/?

Author: Jay

Rating: Back to being on the cusp of R.

Pairing: The only one really significant Callie/Erica

Summary: Picks off after Erica walks of, leaving Callie in the parking lot at Seattle Grace. In my mind the time between Callie telling Erica she slept with Mark twice and the unwanted return of Denny is about a month or so instead of a few days or a week.

Disclaimer: Well obviously if I owned Grey's the world of Callica would be a happier place because it would be Callica's Anatomy and would therefore be Callica almost 24/7.

AN: Thanks for all the feedback on the last chapter! Now onto the morning after!

The first tentative rays of sun the next morning were caught and held in warm coffee eyes. Callie had always loved mornings: the smell in the air of a new day; the first feeling of heat as the sun touched her body; it had always been a private time for her. Over the years, the dark skinned woman had endured a great deal of teasing for her love of the time that most people regretted. Most people would rather give in to the comforting oblivion of sleep than see the start of a new morning, but the dark haired woman had never regretted her body's natural clock to wake up at the first signs of light. It had given her rare moments that others might miss: moments like this one where as the first touch of light graced Erica's face, Callie was gifted the simple privilege of being able to watch her love sleep.

Love. The word came back to Callie as she remembered their mutual confessions last night. She loves me. The realization made Callie smile and snuggle even closer to Erica. As she wrapped her arm around Erica again, her heart jumped a little at the movement of Erica turning embracing Callie in her sleep. Closing her eyes, Callie drifted, dozing peacefully in the taller woman's embrace, for the first time in years, she was willing to let the day come to life fully without her there to see it.

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Sunlight slanted through the windows, and finally into Erica's eyes. She blearily woke up and blinked them a few times, while attempting to cover her eyes as she tried sitting up. Her usual overworking mind refused to wake up however as she was confused as to why her body wouldn't cooperate with her.

Erica Hahn just how much wine did you drink last night?

She turned her head to the right, hoping to escape the sun's rays that were still blinding her somewhat. The sight took her breath away. Erica was taken by surprise at the beauty of Callie first thing in the morning. She wasn't used to this pleasurable sight since Callie was a morning person and therefore had always woken up before her and started the coffee for the two of them. Callie was lying on her stomach, facing Erica, with the sun bouncing off her back and into her hair. The sheet had ridden down her back and had stopped right at her hips.

She has got to be the most beautiful thing in the morning. This confirms it; I have an angel as a girlfriend. A girlfriend that wait for it….LOVES ME!!

Erica couldn't stop the huge smile as the thoughts and pleasurable memories came flooding back into her mind; touching Callie, kissing Callie, but best of all making love to Callie. She needed to do something for this woman, this beautiful woman that she was in love with. Breakfast, I'll make her breakfast. She loves it when I cook for her. What will I make though? Am I out of eggs? Yeah, we used those for the omelets last week. Strawberry pancakes, she loves my strawberry pancakes. Mmm, I think I'll have banana ones with extra syrup. Perhaps Callie will want a lot of syrup too. Perhaps she'll drop some of that syrup and great Erica, now you're hungry and horny. Well which one do you think you can have right now?

She looked down at Callie snuggling into her pillow and then rolling onto her back. Erica's eyes immediately became darker as she looked at Callie's bare body in all its glory. She leaned over and placed a kiss on Callie's cheek and slowly climbed out of bed. She reached for her shirt and pulled if over her head as she searched the room for her underwear that had been removed in haste last night.

Getting agitated at herself for no reason other than the fact that she might wake up Callie with all her mumbling over her inability to find her underwear, she ditched the idea to put on any and just grabbed a pair of shorts from the drawer against the wall. After she slid them over her hips she quickly made her way to her kitchen. I think I'll leave the light off in the den so that I won't wake Callie up the light. Erica stepped on foot into the hallway as she easily made her way through her house in the dark.

Well now that I've spent an eternity looking for my damn panties I can get started on the—

The words that would consist of what she was going to make for Callie's breakfast were cut from her lips in an instant as she tripped over some one's shoe and hit the floor.

"Shit!" Erica grumbled to herself as she brought her hands up to brace herself as she hit the floor.

She got up off the floor and decided in that moment that maybe she should turn on the light after all. She made her way over to the light switch and instead of hitting the switch for the light she hit the pots and pans that were lined up on the wall right next to the switch. She jumped herself at the loud noise and quickly tried to quiet them in hopes of still surprising Callie with breakfast in bed.

"When the hell did I become such a klutz?" She chastised herself as she brought her hand and actually hit the light switch and made herself into the kitchen.

"Probably after you lost the ability to function after you came that second time last night with me. I mean that was pretty nerve racking if I do say so myself."

Callie's teasing and sleep filled voice carried over the kitchen as Erica turned around with red cheeks once again to face the love of her life.

A/N: Sorry it took so long to update. I had Thanksgiving with the family and had planned on posting on Thursday night but of course my family decided to talk about anything and everything that made me angry aka their views on Prop 8. None of them know that I'm out yet so while I was defending the need and right for GLBT people to get married, I couldn't put any personal reasons behind it and they just thought it was a childish phase of rebellion because apparently it's 'cool' to be gay now and they thought I was doing it because more people are saying it's okay and ugh it was just a frustrating turn on my favorite holiday. So needless to say I was not in the mood to write at all. So now that I have bored you to death with my story on with the feedback!