Title: Braces Not Glasses 7/?
Author: Jay
Rating: 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 almost 24/7.
AN: Read all the author's note at the end for last night's episode review.
Braces Not Glasses
Callie rolled over in the bed shivering as she noticed the loss of the sudden heat that had been by her side all night. She moved her hand over to where Erica should have been and where she had been hoping to meet soft skin she instead was greeted with a still warm sheet. She opened her eyes finally and took in the empty spot where Erica had been hours previously when Callie had first woken up. She looked towards the bathroom and noticed that the light was still off. This realization led Callie to sit up in the bed and call out Erica's name. When she got no reply she quickly got out of bed and grabbed her boy shorts and slid them over her hips. She was just pulling on Erica's shirt over her camisole when she heard a loud thump followed by a certain four letter word that made Callie smile.
Typical Erica, I wonder what she's doing up?
Callie silently made her way behind Erica. She almost laughed out loud as she watched Erica hit the pans and jump at the sudden loud noise.
"When the hell did I become such a klutz?" Callie heard Erica ask herself as her hand hit the light switch and walk 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 couldn't help herself as she followed Erica into the spacious kitchen. She took in Erica's simple shorts and the shirt she had no recollection of removing from Erica's body the night before. "What are you doing?'
Erica wished she could have responded. She really did. But instead she chose to ridicule herself while taking in all of Callie and her beauty.
I can't believe I woke her up! All you had to do was come in the kitchen, but no you decide to transform into a rhino in a glass shop. But Christ she looks beautiful first thing in the morning; she's even got that adorable bed hair thing going on. Wait is that my shirt? Holy shit she's… that's my shirt! Wait is she talking to me again?! Fuck I have got to stop fading out of conversations!
"Um… I… I'm sorry what did you…what was your question?" Since when did I lose my ability of speech? Ugh could I be anymore awkward?! Way to ruin the morning after Hahn.
Callie let out a small chuckle as she walked over to Erica and placed her arms around her neck. "Clearly, since you seem to space out on me whenever I speak now and days, I should repeat my question. What are you doing?"
Erica blushed at the simplicity of the question. How did I miss that question? This is so embarrassing. I'm so—
Her thoughts stopped racing as Callie placed a kiss on her lips. She let out a moan as she felt Callie's fingers weave their way into her hair and pull her down closer to her body. Erica's hands had a mind of their own as they immediately left her side and also made their way to Callie's hips, pushing her back until she was between the counter and Erica's body.
Callie pulled back, releasing Erica's lips and rested her forehead against Erica's as they both tried to catch their breath. Callie leaned back finally and took in Erica's appearance. She began to chuckle at the flushed skin, goofy little smirk, and closed eyes. Erica's eyes popped open at the sound of Callie laughing. When her brow furrowed giving Callie her signature confused look, which Callie automatically thought was adorable, Callie only giggled more. Deciding to end Erica's embarrassment of her own actions Callie confessed to Erica, "I love it when you blush. Your ears get that cute tint of bright red and I find you irresistible when you do. So I had no choice but to kiss you."
"Oh. Well I was just surprised earlier when you came in cause I thought you were still asleep. When you spoke I thought I had woken you up and I was just, well I was upset because I couldn't do as I had planned," Erica managed to stutter out as she felt Callie's fingers travel on her neck.
Callie could only smile even more as she noticed how her fingers that had been stroking Erica's neck took affect on her, "What exactly were those plans you had earlier?"
"Um… well I had planned on making your favorite strawberry pancakes for breakfast and now as I say it I'm remembering that we used um, we used the last of them with the um…with the—"
"Chocolate sauce and the whipped cream a few weeks back," Callie finished for her bright red girlfriend.
Erica closed her eyes again as she remembered the hours she and Callie had spent enjoying their "sundaes". She heard Callie clear her throat as a sign for her to continue on with a description of her plan.
"Well now that I realize that we are out of strawberries it changes things. Do you want to try some of my banana ones? I know they're not strawberry pancakes but—"
"Eri, stop babbling. As cute as it is, there's no reason for you to be nervous. Cause you aren't going to mess up the morning after. Just calm down, cook us breakfast, and tell me I'm pretty. That's all you need to do," Callie replied as she kissed Erica slightly and went to move out of her embrace.
Erica pulled her back and kissed her again before responding," Well I can't do that last thing because it's not true."
It was Callie's turn to be confused as she looked Erica's light blue eyes, "You don't think I'm pretty?"
"Not at all, because the word pretty doesn't do you justice. You're more along the lines of breathtaking, goddess, sexy, beautiful, or awe-inspiring. Those words are closer along the lines of what you should be called."
Callie let out a broad smile and then leaned in close to Erica and shook her finger, "You might want to be careful about what you say to me Erica when there's a flat surface nearby. Cause I might just have the urge to take you on it." With one final kiss Callie moved away from Erica and into their bedroom. Erica, who now had the unfortunate part of having to stop imagining Callie doing an infinite amount of things to her on a flat surface, was left gripping the edges of the countertop.
Just as Erica had seemed to get her hormones in check somewhat, Callie popped back into the kitchen and gave Erica a heated stare and looked her up and down with obvious hunger in her eyes.
"What?"
"Are you going commando Erica?"
A/N: Alright, as much as I really tried to hate (and I really did try I was calling Sadie a skank inside my head and out loud quite a plenty full) the whole Sadie and Callie scenario they put us through last night, I couldn't hate all of it. I loved Callie of course, but Sadie, I'm still not liking her and I doubt I will simply because she is not Erica. I did love however how she turned Callie into this nervous, babbling, crashing into chairs, adorable mess. Callie's interaction with Mark was hilarious. I did come up with a trick though. I started imagining that Sadie was Erica. Think about how adorable and how much faster we would have had our Callica story line if it was switched with Sadie's storyline. Hell it took an entire season for the Callica one to build, instead we already have an episode where they're clearly into one another and they know it. But I must warn you in saying that it still doesn't help because they ended a really good relationship and replaced it with a dead guy having sex and a girl who gives herself surgery.
A/N 2: By the way, what would we even call the Callie and Sadie pairing?? Sallie?? Cadie?? There is no way anything will ever roll off the tongue as beautifully as Callica. It just tastes good on my lips as I say it. Now that you've gotten my review and have noticed my obsession to Grey's onto the feedback!