We've gone forward a few years to about two weeks before Callie first appears on the scene. There's another Callie sort-of-involved in this one. It's a set-up, to be gradually continued. Oh, and this is (mostly) a fluff piece. I'm learning to tease.
"Gosh I feel like we're preparing to hibernate or something," Lena remarked as she handed Stef the blanket.
"No complaining. We haven't had a night to ourselves since the school year started and I'm not gonna-"
"The show's starting!"
The blonde policewoman heard the urgency in her partner's voice and anticipated the dive.
Lena had a set of 'dives'. One was towards her favorite snack – pizza – and one was for a comfy spot in bed or on the couch, which Stef was currently seated on with a large bowl of popcorn.
Officer Foster placed the bowl on a side-table before Lena landed. The spillage was minimal.
"We can pick them up later," the Vice Principal insisted as she stared at the screen, "this one's going to be good."
Stef attempted to raise the blanket higher. Lena caught it and they were both covered...while allowing the blonde one to move her arms around from the bowl to each of their mouths.
The policewoman was seated upright with her partner leaning back against her chest. It was one of their TV cuddle-positions.
"Why aren't lesbians on television ever happy?" Stef complained as the married doctor-wives argued with each other.
"I guess joy doesn't sell," Lena stated as she savored the taste of the popcorn. "Besides, they have to deal with an amputated limb and a toddler. I doubt their marriage would be rosy if-"
"Does that guy have a steel bar in his abdomen?" Stef gasped.
She was always awed by the show's impressive use of special effects.
"It looks like 2 steel bars," Lena raised an eyebrow: first out of curiosity as to how the EMTs had missed the other spike and secondly because Stef's hand had settled on her knee.
"I thought you were on your period," the Vice Principal lowered her voice to a whisper as her girlfriend's hand inched slowly up her thigh.
"I am, but you aren't."
"Oh Stef. You know how much I HATE being solely on the receiving end of your-"
The teacher stopped talking to gasp as Stef's fingers circled the fabric covering the inner thigh of her sweatpants.
"Do you want me to stop?" Stef whispered.
"I want popcorn."
Mood-killer Lena struck again.
"Here," the blonde huffed as she removed her hand and filled it at the bowl, "mangia. Che fa bene."
"Grazie," the curly-haired one laughed as she grazed from the handful in front of her face.
"We can't keep doing this," one of the quarreling women on screen insisted in a night-time scene, "I'm not sleeping on that couch anymore."
"Then use the guest room." The other one was blunt as she sat on the bed and let her hair down.
"I'm not a guest!"
"Keep your voice down. I don't want our daughter to hear us fighting."
"Our daughter sees one of us sleeping on the couch already. She KNOWS we're angry at each other."
"Fine," the one on the bed said as she got up, "you don't wanna sleep on the couch? I'll go there. You can sleep here for the rest of the week."
"Take the guest room. The couch won't be good for your leg."
"I'm not a guest!"
"Badum-tss," the couple on the couch remarked almost simultaneously. Stef kissed Lena's cheek for that shared moment.
The caramel-colored teacher's smile widened. She handed Stef a paper napkin from the coffee table.
"What's this for?"
"No more popcorn for me," came the reply, "and you're breathing in my ear. That means you're going to touch me. Might as well not get any oily substances on ourselves."
She had said "you're going to touch me..."
The couple in the TV show were awkwardly trying to stay out of each other's way as one tried to leave the bedroom and the other...didn't want her to.
"What're you..."
The slightly taller, more muscular surgeon pulled her wife towards her and their lips met. Hungrily.
There was cheering in the real-life living room.
"SAPPHO SINGS!" Lena added to Stef's wolf-howl, as the on-screen doctors collapsed onto the disputed bed and mauled each other.
Stef kissed Lena's shoulder, and the latter seized her hand...to lower it to her thigh.
"We're not even ten minutes into the show," the blonde one reminded her, "you've been looking forward to it all week."
"We're women," came the reply, "we multi-task."
A top flew off in the bedroom scene before them. Two women lay gazing into each other's eyes.
"Calliope..." one of them moaned.
Stef raised an eyebrow and wondered how long the scene would last. She hated to think her hand would be in Lena's underwear while someone was bleeding out in an OR in the next two minutes or something.
Lena seized Stef's hand and tugged at it. The next thing her fingers felt were her girlfriend's wet folds.
"Take your time," the curly-haired wonder whispered, "we have to celebrate their getting back together."
Three guesses which show they were watching. Please review.