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Summary: Callica. Set after the 4th season finale. Callie kisses Erica, but then what? FemSlash
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Callie and Mark walked out of the hospital. "So, you wanna finish what we started yesterday?" She asked.
Mark notices Erica a few yards away looking for something in her bag. "Or you can finish what you started."
Callie looks at him strangely, not sure what game he's playing. Then she looks over and sees Erica. She looks the woman over quickly before turning her attention back to Mark.
"I'm growing." Callie cocks an eyebrow. "Go, get outa here."
Callie took a deep breath and walked toward Erica, unconsciously licking her lips in the process. She finally reached the other woman and hoped to God she felt the same way. "Hey, I wanted to see if you wanted to grab a drink."
"I can't find my keys." Erica replied, never looking up from her bag.
"Maybe we could um…" She tucks a stray hair behind her ear and shifts uncomfortably. It was time to lay it all out on the table. "I had something I wanted to talk to you ab-"
"I had the damn keys this morning." Erica interrupts, oblivious to what Callie is trying to tell her. "I put them in this bag, but I can't remember. This whole thing with Yang has got me so messed up-"
This time Callie interrupts her. "Erica."
Erica stoped looking through her bag and turned to Callie. "What?"
"I'm saying something here." Erica gave her her undivided attention. For a second Callie thought maybe she shouldn't be doing this. She could swear she felt something coming from Erica, but there was still a chance that the blonde didn't feel the same way. She took a deep breath and threw herself into the deep end. "I just wanted to say . . ." She looked deep into Erica's eyes. They were beautiful, mesmerizing. After a few seconds, she couldn't help her eyes from darting to Erica's lips. The lips she hadn't stopped thinking about since Erica had kissed her in the elevator. "I just wanted to say…" She stepped forward, grabbing Erica's face and kissing her.
It took Erica a second to react then she put her hands on either side of Callie's face. They broke apart quickly and stared into each other's eyes. Callie smiled, and brought their lips together again.
After a few seconds, Erica broke the kiss and pulled away. "I . . . I need to ask you something."
Callie looked into her eyes and almost made Erica forget what she was going to say and lean back in. Almost.
She took a deep breath. "You and Sloan?-"
"Wha..? No. Erica . . . Me and you." She paused for emphasis. "Erica, me and Mark were never anything special. We knew from the start we wouldn't be good together. We had sex, that was it. There was never anything there, never anything real. Not like what I feel for you."
Erica looked away. "I'm ah…I'm not the one-hit type. I don't do one-night stands and I don't do sex buddies. If I'm gonna be with someone I have to know that they're in it as much as I am." She took a deep breath and looked up at Callie. "It's all or nothing."
Callie took Erica's hand in her own and placed it over her heart. "You feel that? Every time we touch, it speeds up. Every time I hear your voice, it speeds up. Every time I see you down the hall or across a room, it speeds up." With her free hand she lifted Erica's chin so that dark ebony met light blue. "Erica, my heart hasn't done this for a long time. No one has ever made my heart beat so fast I had to catch my breath just by seeing your name on my caller-ID. Do you know how unbearable it is to be in surgery for hours with you standing right next to me?"
Erica smiled, and Callie couldn't help but let the smile grow on her own face as well. "I can't promise that it will be smooth sailing all the way, but I want to try." She wiped a tear from Erica's cheek. "This" She pressed Erica's hand deeper against her chest. Erica could feel her heart pounding. "…this beats for you now. It's yours if you want it."
"It's not going to be easy."
Callie took a step closer and wrapped her arms around the blonde's waist. "I don't expect it to be easy. But when the person you're with is worth it . . ." She brought a hand up and cupped Erica's face. "I don't want it to be easy. I just want you."
Erica pressed their bodies closer together. "I want you too." Then she grabbed Callie's face and pulled her in for the most earth-shattering kiss either woman had ever experienced.
Once they broke apart, Callie leaned her forehead on Erica's and smiled devilishly. "So . . . about those keys?"