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Doctors don't make promises, do they? (Callie/Erica, 20/?)

Title: Doctors don’t make promises, do they?

Author: Nelfy

Characters: Callie Torres, Erica Hahn, Callica ship, slight mentions of Mark, Christina and Addison

Summary: This fanfic shows what happened during the season 4 finale and goes further to explore the relationship between Callie and Erica.

Timeframe: Starts with the season 4 finale

Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
Previous chapters:
Chapter One, Chapter TwoChapter Three, Chapter Four, Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight, Chapter Nine, Chapter Ten, Chapter Eleven, Chapter Twelve, Chapter Thirteen, Chapter Fourteen, Chapter Fifteen A, Chapter Fifteen B, Chapter Sixteen, Chapter Seventeen, Chapter Eighteen, Chapter Nineteen
Author’s Note: Chapter 20, people! Can you believe it? I can't! Thanks for continuing to read and leave comments, I really appreciate it! I think this chapter has something for everyone, even though some parts might not be for everyone. And remember, this is NC-17. Enjoy!

Chapter Twenty – Lover Please

„Hello gorgeous.“ Callie could practically hear Erica smile through the phone and it instantly brought a smile to her own face.
“You sound great. How’s Paris?”
“Good. Guess what?”
“I bonded with Sandra over your hotness.”
“Ahm, what?”
“We had a talk and now we’re starting to get to know each other. You were what initiated our talk, the fact that you’re insanely hot but that you’re mine. All mine.”

Callie laughed out loud, surprised by the good mood Erica was in.

“I can’t wait to get back home to you.”
"I can’t wait either. I have so many boxes that need to be moved.”
“Oh, so that’s why you miss me? So I can carry boxes for you?”
“See, I always knew that you were a quick thinker. Cristina and I started packing up the kitchen, since we never cook anyways. It’s crazy that we even have so many pots and pans. But while I was packing up my stuff, I found something.”
“Yeah? What?”
“Your earring. You know which one?”
“Yeah, I remember. The one I lost after that night full of dancing and wine? Where was it?”
“In one of my boxes, no idea how it got there.” Both women smiled at the memory of their nights filled with dancing and talking.

“So, I’ll leave here tomorrow night, I should be in Seattle around eleven on Tuesday. Do you have to work?”
“No, I was able to swap my shift so I can pick you up at the airport.”
“Great. I really can’t wait to see you again. I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you too, honey. Two more nights.”
“Two more nights. I’ll let you get back to work, I’ll see you Tuesday.”
“Okay, great. Call me on the layover in New York, okay?”
“I will. Bye Cal.
“Bye Erica.”

 Both women hung up, smiling at their phones like love-struck teenagers. Two more nights.


 Callie approached their usual table, still smiling after having talked to Erica and sat down next to Mark, who was playing with his phone.

 “Let me guess: You have back to back surgeries all afternoon?”
“What? No, why?”
“That smile? That’s a smile that says ‘I have back to back surgeries all afternoon’.”
“No, that’s a smile that says ‘Erica just called’.” 

Rolling his eyes, Mark made a disapproving sound, then looked at his phone as it rang, instantly reading the message that had just come in.

“Since when do you write text messages?”
“I’ve written text messages to you before.”
“Yeah, when you weren’t able to reach me. Who are you writing to?”
“That’s none of your business.”
“What? Are you dating someone? Come on, it’s me, Callie. Sex-buddy Callie. Tell me!” Callie nudged Mark’s elbow, smiling brightly at him.

“First of all, ex-sex buddy. And no, I won’t tell you. You can’t keep a secret.”
“Okay, that’s not true and you know it. Besides, who would I tell? I doubt that Erica is all that interested in who you are dating.” 

Mark made another sound that Callie couldn’t quite place and stood up.

“I have work to do. So unless you have something important to tell me, I’m gonna go.”
“Wait, Mark, I wanted to ask you whether you have to work this weekend. Because Christina and I are moving and we could really use some help. Please? I’ll buy you beer or go to a strip bar with you, whatever you want.”
“Nice incentives, Cal, but I can’t, I’m sorry. A friend is coming to town for the weekend and I want to spend as much time with her as I can.”
“Her? Is that –”

McSteamy cut Callie off as he gathered his things. “Sorry that I can’t help.”

Mark walked away and left a baffled Callie behind, wondering who Mark’s new friend was.


Erica stood in line at the passport control, waiting impatiently to pass through. Even thought she had only been away for five days she could hardly wait to get back to Callie. After having missed out on so much in the past because she had always put work first, she felt the need to catch up on life. Life outside of work. Life with Callie. The blonde smiled and shook her head at her own thoughts. Had someone told her that she would be madly in love six months ago she would have told them to see a psychiatrist. Probably while using some swear words of choice. Now? Now, the cardio goddess could hardly remember how life had felt like without the raven beauty. If life had even felt like anything at all. Before she had left for Paris, she had thought that she would miss Callie and surgery. But in the last five days, she hadn’t thought about holding a scalpel at all. Which made her shake her head at herself again, almost not believing that she hadn’t missed surgery at all. Finally it was her turn to show her passport and be waved through.

Erica marched on to the conveyer belt to collect her luggage, which thankfully was already being circled. She took her bag and strode through the long hall, hardly able to contain her excitement. The blonde exited the hall and looked around for the raven beauty, smiling when she caught sight of long, black curly hair, gorgeous curves and a huge smile that spread across Callie’s face, making her brown eyes sparkle. The pair walked up to each other and, letting her luggage fall to the floor, embraced tightly. Erica buried her face in raven locks and breathed in deeply, just enjoying being able to hold Callie again.

“God, I’ve missed you.”

Callie pulled away lightly to get lost in blue pools of love and desire and moved in closer again, this time pressing her lips against Erica’s. The blonde’s hands came up to Callie’s face and cupped it gently, her thumbs stroking the cheeks lovingly. They kissed shortly and then pulled away again to lock their eyes again. Looking around and realizing that they stood in the middle of a huge airport, Erica bent down to pick up her suitcase, took Callie’s soft hand into her own and lead her out of the building.

All the way to Erica’s house, Callie listened to stories about Paris, Erica’s family and how the French were completely unable and unwilling to speak English. She thought shortly about the Chief and that he now knew about them, but decided against telling Erica immediately. She didn’t want to ruin the blonde’s mood and thought that this could wait. By the time Callie parked in Erica’s runway it was noon and they decided that Erica would shower while Callie ordered takeout.

Stepping under the hot water, Erica let it wash away the smell of the airplane and the stress of traveling. Sighing, she started massaging shampoo into her hair. Suddenly, she felt fingers in her hair, massaging her scalp.

“Did you really think that after five days without you, I’d let you shower on your own?”

Erica smiled at Callie’s comment and turned to rinse her hair and at the same time take in the goddess that now shared her shower.

“I can’t believe that this is real. What did I do to deserve you?”
“I could ask the same thing.” 

The women met in a heated kiss, their bodies moving in close, skin against skin, hands roaming freely. Callie heard Erica moan against her and her lips curved upwards slightly, not breaking the kiss. Their tongues dueled for dominance, but when Erica felt Callie suck on her tongue she almost melted against the raven beauty, her knees going weak.

Slowly, Callie pulled away, ignoring the sounds of disapproval that left Erica’s mouth. She turned to pick up the sponge and the shower gel and stepped under the ray completely, letting it warm her back.

“I want to wash you.”

Erica’s eyes widened at her comment, but she nodded slowly. Callie started by turning Erica around and soaping her back properly, moving down to the swell of Erica’s ass. After soaping the two cheeks she lightly slapped the right one, making Erica jump.

“Hey, not fair.”

Callie shrugged nonchalantly in response.

“There, get under the ray.”

While the water cascaded down Erica’s back, Callie lovingly washed Erica’s arms and hands and then moved on to Erica’s front. Looking up into the blonde’s eyes, the younger doctors started at the shoulders and moved downwards slowly, enjoying how Erica’s breath hitched when she softly graced her nipples. 

“You’re such a tease.” The blonde laughed softly, capturing her lover’s lips again, this time sucking on the full lower lip.
“And you just want to get dirty again after I’ve cleaned you so well. Tsts.” Callie shook her head, smiling at her lover.
“I love you.”
“I love you too. Let’s get out of here.”

Erica washed the foam off of their bodies and turned the water off, shivering as she stepped out of the steam-filled shower cubicle. She took a huge soft towel and wrapped it around Callie’s body, almost completely covering her in the white cloth. Then she took another towel to dry herself and her hair off.

“Here, let me.” Callie softly combed Erica’s hair, untangling the strands that were already starting to curl.

As they moved into the bedroom, Erica started to pick out the clothes she wanted to put on.

“Do you really think that I’ll let you get dressed now? After I just got naked with you?”

The blonde laughed at Callie’s comment and started kissing her heatedly, finally giving into desire fully. The pair made love slowly, re-discovering their bodies, savoring in the feelings they had missed out in the last days.


As they lay in bed together, basking in the afterglow, Erica’s stomach suddenly rumbled, reminding her of a different kind of hunger she had already forgotten about.

“Did you actually order something?”
“No, I cooked in the morning, we just have to heat it.”
“You did? Aww, you didn’t have to do that.”
“I wanted to. Come on, let’s get something to eat, I’m hungry too.”

“There’s something that I think I should tell you.”
“You’re scaring me. Just tell me.” The pair laid on Erica’s couch, half watching the news and half cuddling and kissing.

“The chief knows about us. I didn’t tell him, I swear, I even told him that as your friend, I didn’t feel comfortable talking about this with him.”
“He asked you?”
“Yeah, he asked whether you were dating Yang.”

Erica chuckled, still not believing how clueless Richard was at times. 

“But if you didn’t tell him, who did? Sloan?”
“No, Bailey. She didn’t know that we wanted to keep it secret, I swear.”
“How does Bailey know about us?”
“I didn’t tell her, but you know her. She always knows everything.”

“Oh.” Erica sounded as if a big revelation had just dawned on her, making Callie look at her with big eyes.

“Oh, what? Did you tell her?”
“No. But she did tell me weeks ago that, and I quote ‘I’m not blind’. Apparently, sparks have been flying between the two of us and she noticed. I didn’t think that she would realize we’re a couple tho." 

“Ahm, yeah, about that. I guess Bailey isn’t the only one who’s not blind.” 

Erica groaned and shifted to look into Callie’s eyes again, not liking the look on Callie’s face at all.

“Who else knows?”
“Please don’t be mad at me. I didn’t tell her, she just found out. And she didn’t tell anyone else either, I mean if she had then we would have heard by now. Had she told anyone then I’m sure that the whole hospital would be abuzz with the gossip.”
“Does Yang know?”
The look on Callie’s face confirmed Erica’s fears and she huffed, trying to process her thoughts.
“I’m sorry, but I trust her. She promised that she wouldn’t even tell Grey, and Grey is her person.”
“Well, I guess I can’t really blame you, can I? Seems we’re not as good at hiding this as we thought.”
“Seems that way. But they are the only ones, I’m sure. That’s just four people and you know that three of those won’t spill.”
“Who’s the one who might spill? I can threaten Yang with not letting her scrub in, she better keep quiet about it.”
“Christina isn’t the one I’m worried about. Bailey doesn’t know that we’re trying to keep this secret, I mean I know that she doesn’t gossip, but she told the Chief freely when he asked her, so we might have to talk to her. Ask her very nicely to keep it quiet, I’m sure she’ll understand.” 

Erica sighed, thinking about Callie’s proposal for a moment.

“Okay, you know what, I’ll talk to her. She knows about my attitude towards professionalism. We’ll see. But honestly, I don’t want to talk about this anymore.”
“No? You’re not angry at me, are you?”
“No, Callie, I’m not angry at you. It’s not your fault and it was going to happen, I just thought that we’d have more time. But right now, I’d rather not talk. Unless it’s dirty talk.” 

Callie chuckled at Erica’s statement and twisted in her lover’s embrace to straddle her hips, taking her lips passionately.

“You want dirty talk? You know what I want?”
“I want to you to fuck me. I want to break in our toys and I want you to fuck me with the strap-on. Hard. Rough. Until I scream your name.” 

Callie watched Erica’s eyes cloud over in desire and stood up, pulling the blonde up and into the bedroom. As she strode over to the bed, she pulled off her shirt, snapped her bra open and hurriedly stepped out of her pants and panties. Completely naked, she crawled onto the bed and spread herself out on the comforter, smiling at Erica seductively.

Erica felt her blood rush to her pussy, making it tingle. She pulled out the box from under her bed, took the straps, the matching dildo and the lube and placed it on the night table.

“Honey, I doubt you’ll need that.” Callie said, her voice smoky and low, pointing at the lube.

Erica’s breath hitched at her lover’s comment and she started to undress hurriedly. After she finally had shed the last piece of clothing, she crawled onto the bed and straddled Callie, kissing her fervently. Her hands moved down Callie’s body, kneading her breasts and pinching her nipples, making Callie moan. Erica began grinding her hips, whimpering at the lack of real contact. She started to travel down Callie’s body, leaving wet open-mouthed kisses over the caramel skin. As she reached Callie’s core, she understood what her lover had meant. The raven beauty was almost dripping and definitely ready for some action.

Erica stepped off the bed and into the straps, securing them tightly on her hips. Then she took the dildo and inserted the short end into her own core, moving the toy to make sure that it would stay in place. She looked at Callie who was watching her intently.

“Fuck me, Erica. I need you. Please!” 

The blonde took a pillow and put it under Callie’s hips, then got in between her lover’s legs and grasped the dildo, placing it at Callie’s entrance. Erica slowly entered Callie, making the younger woman gasp. It took the blonde a few strokes to find a rhythm, but then she started to use the strength of her hips to really fuck Callie the way her lover had asked her to. Both were gasping for air and moaning from the sensation.

“Fuck … Erica ... Fuck.”

Callie could feel her orgasm build in the pit of her belly and spreading all over her body, making her toes curls as she cried out her release. Seeing Callie reach her high was all it took for Erica to let go and get lost in the sensations running through her body. Erica collapsed on top of Callie, trying to catch her breath as she came down from the high.

“Wow, that was…”

Erica moved her weight off of Callie and supported herself with her hands, looking at her lover. Desire washed over her body as she saw the sated look on Callie’s face and she kissed the raven beauty passionately. Callie returned the kiss with just as much passion, her hands travelling down Erica’s back to grip her ass. Erica started rocking her hips lightly, the toy still lodged deeply within Callie, which made Callie gasp for air. 

Erica pulled back, a worried look on her face.

“Sorry. You okay?”
“Yeah, but I’ve had enough.”

Slowly, Erica pulled out entirely and let herself fall down next to her lover.

“That was hot.” The blonde turned slightly to look at Callie and chuckled. “Yeah, it was.”
“I’m just not used to you staying hard after you came.”
Callie’s comment made Erica laugh out loud and Callie immediately joined her, clutching her sides as she tried to gasp for air and laugh at the same time.


Author’s Note: You thought that I’d hold out on the smut right in the middle, didn’t you? I hadn’t forgotten about their box of sin! I’ve wanted to explore that for a while, so feedback would be highly appreciated!

Tags: callica, callie torres, erica hahn, grey's anatomy fanfiction

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