Callica 3

Callica 3; One-shot before 'Get Out of My Closet'
Topic Started: Jan 15 2009, 06:38 AM (174 Views)
callicaonwings	Jan 15 2009, 06:38 AM Post #1
Posts: 18 Group: Interns Member #59 Joined: August 5, 2008	Okay, so this is bit weird to me, because of the irony that whenever I started doing the fanfic writing, I had thought of going back and making a different first episode to explain just how Callie and Erica got together. And then I changed it, and was going to do something totally random, where it just had sporadic scenes of them talking, the first one of course being how they got together. Then I went back to my original thoughts after Brooke made the statement about the akwardness, because the idea there just seemed to flow better. So it's a bit weird because it seems like I'm doing it just because she said that, but I honestly did have the idea beforehand, just no words for it. If that makes sense. Anyways, since Callie and Erica aren't together in the current chapter, I thought I'd skip past writing a bunch of scenes of avoidance and just go ahead onto where Callie first speaks to Erica. Callie entered the first-floor on-call room somewhat nervously. She shut the door quietly, and slyly locked it so the blonde laying on the bottom bunk wouldn't see. The woman sat up at the sound of the door shutting. "What are you doing here?" Callie gulped a little, hoping her nerves weren't obvious. "Looking for you," she replied quietly. "I thought we could talk." "Talk. The last time you said that, you kissed me." "And you kissed me back." Callie sighed. "I didn't come here to argue with you." She sat down on the foot of the bed, and leaned her back against the wall. "But we can't just pretend what happened never happened." Erica sat up straighter, and scootched back against her own wall at the head of the bed, and folded her arms across her chest, and sighed. "Fine. Talk." Callie wanted to just forget it at the sound of Erica's tone, but she knew that it had to be done. "You've been avoiding me. I avoided you for a couple days, because I didn't really know what to do. And I realize that - that I avoided you once before. But - it's been two weeks, Erica. I mean, we're supposed to be best friends and now we can't even speak to each other? You won't even look at me." Erica sighed. She didn't know what to say. What Callie had said was true. But she couldn't look at her. She just couldn't. She was her best friend, but every time she looked at her..... She just couldn't. Just like she hadn't been able to really look at her that night. She'd heard Callie ask her to go for a drink. She didn't need her keys to walk across the street. She could've looked for them afterwards. She'd barely been able to get through the past couple weeks before the gigantic trauma of cement-boy, and after that day, she would've, if she'd been the type not to worry, or not think with her head, or the type to even listen to cheesy movies that always said to follow your heart, she probably would've kissed Callie, not the other way around. But she avoided things instead. She avoided her thoughts, she avoided her feelings, and the billions of questions that buzzed around in her head, ever since she'd realized she was falling for her best friend. And now Callie had kissed her, and, at first, Erica had been certain that she hadn't meant to do it. That she'd want to take it back. And a part of Erica had wanted her to say so, but an even bigger part of her was afraid she would. And now Erica wasn't sure if Callie was talking to her merely because she was trying to tell Erica that she hadn't meant it, or because she had. Either way, Erica figured she was pretty much screwed, and still completely confused. She didn't even understand her own feelings, so how could she possibly be ready to find out Callie's? Callie interrupted her thoughts, which seemed to have taken hours to formulate, but must've only taken seconds. "I - I get it if you're scared, or confused. I just - I really wish I knew what you were thinking," Callie said nostalgically. Erica didn't respond, still not really sure what to say, or sure if she was even brave enough to. Callie looked at her, her blonde hair falling in fron of her face as she stared her lap. This was a bad idea. She felt idiotic. "This - I-I - stupid -" she muttered. "I'm sorry, I should go." She started to get up, and Erica felt like a bitch. "Callie, wait." Erica finally looked up her. "I'm sorry. And I am confused, and I just - I don't really know everything that I'm thinking. I don't - I think - I - I'm a professional, damn it. I do my job, and I - I go home, and I keep my personal life separate, and I don't get involved with colleagues. And - you're my best friend. The first real friend I've had in a long time, and I'm not really sure - you know, what this means, or what it makes me, or makes us or.... Plus, I'm not really good at the whole 'relationship thing'." Callie laughed weakly. "And I am? Wait - does that mean that you - " Please say yes, Callie couldn't help but think. Please, just do it, so I can not feel so stupid if I say it, and then you don't. "I don't know." "Erica - if - if you think that - that things would be weird, or seem unprofessional, or that it's gonna ruin our friendship, I get it. And I don't really understand everything either. But I - I can't just ignore the fact that I - I do have feelings for you. And things would be hard, I know. But you kissed me back. You - you could've pulled away, but you kissed me back, and I - " Her pager went off, and she sighed. "I have to go, I'm sorry." ----------------------------------------------------------- So, skip a little ways down the way in time, and Mark has found out that so far, nothing yet has happened between Erica and Callie. So, he decides to say something. Which, again, I sooo didn't steal from the interviews, because that's actually the reason I almost didn't put this is in because I'm like, okay that's a little weird, considering.... I think there may be secret cameras hidden in my closet or something, because this is not the first time I've run into strange coincidences like this..... And of course, since there's supposed to be the endearing scene at the end of the premiere then I personally think it's kind of obvious that.... unless....they cut it in half.. Just kidding.... I think. LOL. ------------------------------------------------------------ Mark Sloan walked over to Erica and whispered, "You know, for a surgeon who's supposed to be smart, you're kind of not." Erica looked at him incredulously. "Excuse me?" Of all the people in the world, Mark Sloan had to be - "Callie," he replied, disturbing her thoughts of her and him alone in an OR with a scalpel in her hand. "You and Callie. You have feelings for her." "I - " "I watched you kiss the woman, and I am not talking about in the elevator," he interrupted. "Callie's my friend. I don't normally say that about women I've slept with, but Torres is different." Erica looked at him, her face, she was certain, was mingled with shock and disbelief, and she scoffed lightly. "Look, Hahn, I know we don't get along that well -" "That's because you constantly hit on me and you're an ass. Who the hell do you think you are, anyway, butting into my personal life?" Mark sighed. He had known this wouldn't be easy. Women were stubborn. "I think that I'm a friend of Callie's.... and a guy who missed out on a chance once, and, while I don't regret my life - Torres is a good person. She deserves a second chance at love." He walked away, leaving Erica, once again, shocked. Just when she thought the man couldn't get any weirder, he had those sporadic moments where he decided to be soulful. As if she had asked him. But she couldn't deny that he had a point. She was over forty, a workaholic, and alone. But that didn't mean.... Ugh, she was going to drive herself nuts. --------------------------------------------------------- Again, I'm skipping. Because the avoidance scenes to me are just a bit overdone, like I said, since that's all that's going on in the current stuff. But maybe I'll add them back in later when I'm not so nostalgic. Or maybe not. ---------------------------------------------------------- Erica couldn't believe she was doing this. She really couldn't. But she was here, so it was too late to chicken out now. She rapped smartly on the door, and Cristina answered it. "Dr. Hahn -" Callie looked at the doorway at the sound of her name. "I know about your rule, Yang. The whole not coming in - I-I just wanted to speak to Callie for a minute." Callie jumped off the couch a little too fast, and so, adjusted her shirt. She walked over to the door. "I-It's fine. We'll go out in the hall, Cristina." She stepped outside, and shut the door behind her. "Hey." "Hey," Erica replied. Okay, so she was here, and this was her big moment to respond to everything that Callie had said, but, what exactly was she going to say? "What's going on?" "What's going on is that - you're right. You were right, and I'm stupid and confused and scared and - and a lot of other things I can't even describe. And I will probably be that way for awhile, and I'm - I'm going to - need you to be really understanding about that. But you were open with me, so - I - don't want to - to have this affect me doing my job, and I especially don't want to lose my best friend." Oh, great, here it comes, Callie thought. As usual, she put herself out there, and would get screwed into the ground. "But - if - if this could happen," Erica said slowly, " - i-if you wanted it to - then, I'd like to give this a shot. If you want to." Callie looked up at her, surprised. "Really?" she asked quietly. Erica could only nod. She'd lost all her ability to speak after she'd finally admitted what she really wanted. Callie smiled, then faltered, then smiled again. "No, wait - seriously?" Erica knew she'd have to verbally answer, but her heart was lodged in her throat. She swallowed, and replied, "Seriously." "Okay," she said quietly. "I-I mean, I do - too." She looked into Erica's eyes, and just couldn't bring herself to look away. Cristina opened the door suddenly, and the two women were brought back to reality. "What?" Callie asked. "Where's the mail?" "Oh, it's on the counter, by the coffee pot." Cristina disappeared back inside. "I - I should go, I have early shift tomorrow, but -" I don't want to, she finished in her head. "I understand. We'll talk later?" "Yeah, definitely," Callie nodded. Erica headed for the elevator, and Callie took a last glance in her direction before heading back into the apartment.
	Brooke: [on how she prepared for Erica falling for Callie] It's not rocket science! She's hot! Brooke: That was a nice segue...did you see that one coming? - I've heard about them. My niece does the google alert thing - ... Yeah - the Callica youtube videos and stuff like that.... Yes, the kiss over and over and over and over - yes, to that song I kissed a girl and I liked it...You know all that. Yeah, mhmm.


Shorty	Feb 20 2009, 06:36 PM Post #2
Posts: 6,063 Group: Chiefs Member #6 Joined: August 2, 2008	wonderful story. very sweet.
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LovesCallica	Feb 20 2009, 10:39 PM Post #3
Little Sis, Big Brother Posts: 210 Group: Interns Member #8 Joined: August 2, 2008 Favorite Character Erica & Callie Favorite Couple Callica	this was great!!
	-LovesCallica- RIP MJ- Your music will live on forever...I'll Always Love You.


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