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We quickly fell back into our original routine. I met her early in the mornings with her iced chai. We were usually in surgery all morning. We ate lunch together, sometimes in the cafeteria, sometimes in the physicians lounge, sometimes I brought her lunch and we ate in her office. But we always ate together. The afternoons were typically filled with more surgeries and occasionally an ER orthopedics consult. We didn't leave the hospital until at least 5:00PM, usually closer to 7:00PM. As stupid as it was, I felt better knowing we spent over half of our days together versus less than. Though I longed to sleep next to her again, to wake up by her side. I missed it, even if it only happened once.
Callie was on call the first weekend she was back, meaning I was on call the first weekend we were back. Usually being on call meant we were busier than we were on a typical day. She performed the emergency surgeries and saw every unscheduled consult that the ER believed to be necessary. But this weekend, things were slow. I thought it was likely because of the shooting, people were probably going to avoid our ER for a while. Callie used a lot of this valuable time doing research. I spent my time at her side, watching her do her work, allowing her to teach me when she felt like doing so. Amidst all of Callie's other qualities, I often forget how incredibly smart she is. Not just smart, but innovative. She is always coming up with new ideas and ways to take care of her patients. Watching her work and think, is inspiring. Also a huge turn on.
"So that's how this cartilage regeneration project works! Isn't that amazing?" She said with pure bliss on her face.
"You're amazing" I said. Her full-blown smile turned to a sexy smirk. Satisfied, she turned her microscope off and shut down her computer. Honestly, I didn't understand half of what she said, nor did I want to. But watching her get so excited about something was cute.
"Last year, I was asked to teach a couple courses at the University of Washington Medical School. I said no, because I am kind of terrified of public speaking. But after teaching you about all of this, I think I could really like it." She said.
"You would be great at anything, Callie. You would probably have to cut back on surgery if you wanted to continue your research AND start teaching part time" I added.
"True. Something to consider I guess". She said. "What made you want to go into medicine anyway?" She asked me.
"A lot of things, really. I always really liked science and hands-on learning. I like talking to people, so I started on the pre-med track thinking it would be a good fit. Then when my brother deployed to Iraq my sophomore year of college and told me all the stories of how valuable medical professionals were in the field… I don't know I guess that was enough motivation for me to pursue it." I said.
"I didn't know your brother was overseas." Callie said, surprised.
"He still is actually, but he gets home in a month. I can't wait. We are really close. I worry about him, a lot."
"I know how that feels" She said, putting her hand on my knee. I gave her a soft smile.
"Owen only got back a year ago, right? He seems to have adjusted back to life here fairly well," I said. She gave me a small grimace, removing her hand from my knee.
"He copes…in his own way" She said. Clearly, I stepped into the realm of conversation Callie had wanted to avoid with me. Vague responses, redirections, were the name of the game whenever Owen was brought up.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up a touchy subject. It's just...Having a loved one in the military is something I can't talk about with most people. Because unless it's you, you don't get it, you know?" I said. She nodded, avoiding my gaze for a few moments. I pulled my stool closer to her, resting my hands on her knees.
"Talk to me, Calliope" I said softly. She turned her gaze to me, looking deep into my eyes. Her chocolate brown orbs absolved me of any desire to push her to talk about Owen. She then quickly stood up, locking the research lab door and shutting off the lights. I stood up, meeting her in the middle of the lab, face to face. She kissed me softly, the way she always does when she wants to keep me wanting more.
"Right now, I'm less in the mood more talking, and more in the mood for this" She said, cupping my sex over my scrubs. I gasped, already a puddle beneath her touch. She nudge me backwards, our lips never breaking contact. When my knees were against the edge of the furthest table in the lab, she pushed all of the papers off the table with one big swoop of her arm. We both smiled, our teeth almost hitting one another. She lifted me onto the table and I laid back slightly, resting myself on my elbows. Callie pulled my scrub bottoms off slowly, squeezing my ass as she did so.
"First your office, now the research lab? This is getting inappropriate" I said mischievously, raising my eyebrows at her.
"Mhmm let's be inappropriate more often" She said, pulling my panties aside.
She gave me one final kiss on the lips, then grabbed a stool and sat between my legs. Throwing my legs over her shoulders, she ran her tongue from my nub to my opening. I shuddered in pleasure, letting my head fall back. She started suckling on my clitoris, occasionally making small circles with her tongue over my most sensitive areas.
"Ohhhh Callie." I moaned. For a first timer, she was an absolute pro. Her long, black hair was tickling my inner thighs and lower stomach, adding to the overwhelming sensations already occurring. She wrapped her hands around my hips, pulling me closer to her face. I felt her tongue begin to probe inside of me. Flicking her tongue inside of me, her hands massaging my outer thighs, I felt myself begin to lose it.
"I'm so close, Callie. Don't stop". I gasped, my sharp breaths mumbling my words. With that, she removed her tongue and entered two digits into me, quickly, almost painfully. She relocated her tongue to my nub and began flicking it quickly. My legs began shaking and suddenly, the orgasm washed over me. I trembled from my head to my toes. Callie curled her fingers inside of me, hitting my G-stop. I moaned, letting the orgasms ride itself out as long as possible. When it was over, let myself fall flat onto the table. Callie stood up, hovering over me. She kissed my lips, and I could still taste myself on her. I pulled her on top of me, making her squeal in laughter.
"That was…too good" I said to her. She smiled and kissed me again. While she hovered over me, I put my hands down her scrubs, my fingers entering her aggressively. She gasped with the sudden contact, but didn't pull away.
"I think it's your turn" I whispered seductively. Just as she started to remove her pants, my fingers still inside of her, her pager buzzed.
"Damn it!" She yelled. I curled my fingers inside of her.
"You're literally killing me, Arizona" She said, her pager continued to beep.
"This isn't over" I said kissing her cheek and removing my fingers from her.
She rolled off of me, running to her pager. I stood up and cracked my back. Hard lab tables, though provided spontaneity, were not the comfortable choice for sexual endeavors.
"We have to go. MVA that's 6 minutes out. Multiple victims with many bony deformities noted by EMS." She said with a sigh.
"We better get moving then!" I said, walking towards the door. She grabbed my wrist before I could put my hand on the door handle. I looked at her questioningly and before I could say anything, she had her hand down my pants and began rubbing my nub.
"Ahh..Callie" I moaned resting my arms on her shoulders, trying to spread my legs slightly for easier access. Not a moment later, she removed her hand from my pants, moved to the sink and began washing her hands.
"What the hell was that?" I asked, my clit still throbbing from the brief tease it had just received.
"Well, we are probably going to be busy for a while now. And I need to know that you're going to be as sexually frustrated as me the entire time." She said, drying her hands with a paper towel.
"I can't believe you" I said. She kissed my cheek in apology.
"Let's go save some lives" She said with a smile.
"After you, my evil genius"