Stolen Moments 15/15 (Part Two)
Chapter Fifteen (Part One)
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Erica kept her eyes trained on the OR below, watching proudly as Callie worked on her patient. The younger woman had gone into the surgery filled with nerves, but the blonde couldn’t help but smile to herself at seeing her girlfriend enter the OR full of confidence and controlling everything with the perfect amount of authority.
Erica turned her head as someone slumped down into the chair next to her and smiled when bright green eyes met hers, “Well Cal certainly looks like she’s got the whole attending thing down; she looks totally in charge,” he gave Erica a warm smile, “I love that she hasn’t lost her rock chick edge though.”
The blonde let out an amused sigh as she followed his gaze to the stereo that sat in the corner of the OR, which was currently blaring some kind of rock music, “Callie wouldn’t be Callie if she didn’t rock out during a surgery.”
Troy nodded his head, “She looks great down there E, you must be so proud of her.”
“Extremely,” she gave him a smile and nodded her head towards where Yang was standing, “I’m glad Cristina’s down there with her...as much as I hate to admit it I think her annoying presence puts Callie at ease.”
Troy let out a laugh, “I’m so glad you two are getting along better now, even if you can’t stand each other really,” he playfully nudged her shoulder; the blonde narrowing her eyes in response. Clearing his throat Troy kept his gaze on the surgery taking place below, “Actually E, it means a lot that you and Cristina are getting along now, it makes things easier...”
Erica turned to look at him and eyed him suspiciously, “Makes what kind of things easier Troy?” his green eyes met hers and he gave her a coy smile, “And don’t even think of lying to me, because I can always tell, you’re the worst liar ever.”
Troy let his gaze travel back to Cristina briefly before shifting in his chair ever so slightly to face the blonde better, “See the thing is...”
“Spit it out Troy.”
“I love her,” he studied blue eyes for a second before continuing; “Actually I’m head over heels in love with her.”
Erica let out a chuckle shaking her head, “Hate to tell you Troy, but that news isn’t new,” she watched the confusion flood his face, “Actually Cristina and I had a talk, she told me that she loves you awhile back and you...” she nudged his shoulder with her own, “You look like a love sick teenager whenever she’s around.”
Troy let a breath out and smiled, “We’re moving in together,” he watched blue eyes flood with tears, “Oh god...you really hate her don’t you? You can’t stand her being anywhere near you,” he ran a hand through his hair, “I could have a talk with her and see if I can get her-”
Erica quickly wiped her eyes and reached out to grab Troy’s arm, “No, no!” he turned apprehensively to look at her, “I don’t hate her...these are happy tears,” she watched the shocked look on his face, “I know, my ice queen exterior has melted and I’m a complete emotional sap,” Troy let out an amused sigh and cupped her cheeks, brushing her tears away, “If you tell anyone, especially Yang that I had tears of joy I will kill you...I’m happy for you.”
Troy moved his hand to cover his chest, “Cross my heart, and thank you.”
Blue eyes studied his face for a quiet moment, “I’m going to miss you.”
He raised an eyebrow, “Miss me? I’m not going anywhere.”
“I know you’re not,” she gestured a hand towards Cristina, “Just more Yang time and less time for your best friend,” she focused on the OR below again before continuing, “I’m glad that I have Callie now.”
Troy followed her gaze, “I think it’s okay for us to let them love us E...we’ve waited for a long, long time...but that doesn’t change anything between us; it doesn’t mean that I don’t love you anymore,” he nudged her shoulder playfully, his eyes turning to find and holding hers as his voice took on a teasing tone, “I’ve just bumped you down to number two.”
Erica feigned hurt and then let out a laugh as she caught a glimpse of the twinkle in green eyes, “Yang better not replace me as number one...I think I’d die.”
“Well Callie replaced me as your number one,” he challenged back.
“Yeah...but she’s hot,” Troy let out a chuckle and shot her a pointed look, “Fine...Yang’s pretty too I suppose.”
He smiled in agreement and then turned his focus back to the surgery below, “I think we did well for ourselves E.”
Erica reached over and laced her fingers between Troy’s; turning her gaze to watch their women at work, “Me too.”
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Callie let out a huff as she carried another box into their new apartment; willing her legs to go faster as she carried the box up the stairs and settled it down next to the others, blue eyes meeting hers as she straightened up, “There’s loads more in the van you know.”
Erica stood on the other side of the room next to another pile of boxes, “How come you’ve never mentioned in the entire time that we’ve been together, the entire time that we’ve been friends in fact, and not to mention the entire time that you’ve lived with Yang...that you have so much crap.”
Callie let out a chuckle and moved towards the blonde, her arms instantly going around her waist, “Firstly baby, it’s not crap, and secondly...you’re like the neatest and not to mention most organised person on the planet, if I’d have told you how much stuff I own you’d have called me a brat or something.”
Erica pulled out of the younger woman’s arms and opened the box on top of the pile, reaching a hand in and pulling out a tatty looking teddy bear, “I would never call you a brat because the stuff in these boxes isn’t expensive stuff...it’s just old...crap,” she held the teddy up and raised an eyebrow.
Callie reached forward and snatched the bear from Erica’s hand, her face taking on an expression of disbelief as her words came our defensively “How dare you, Little Ted is not crap!”
Erica laughed, “Little Ted?”
Callie nodded, “Yes, Little Ted,” she held the tatty bear up, “He’s my favourite bear and has been since I was a baby, and therefore is definitely not crap.”
Callie watched Erica reach into the box again and hold up another item, “And this?”
Brown eyes trailed over the weird looking item the blonde was holding up, “That is something I made in the third grade.”
“What the hell is it supposed to be?”
Callie wrinkled her nose as she took the item out of the blonde’s hands, “I have no idea...crap I guess,” she tossed the item back into the box and smiled brightly, “If I promise to go through all these boxes and sort out the crap from the non crap will you come and help get more boxes from the van?”
“If you do that, I’ll even help you decide where to put the stuff you want to keep,” placing a kiss on the younger woman’s lips she took ‘Little Ted’ from her hands and placed it on their bed, “I’m guessing our bed will be his new home,” Callie leaned in and kissed her again in response. Linking their hands together Erica pulled her towards the stairs, “Come on Torres, let’s go and get more of our boxes, the sooner they’re in the apartment, the sooner we can unpack, and the sooner we unpack-”
“The sooner I’ll have less crap?” Callie offered.
Erica chuckled, “I was going to say officially live together, but I guess we will be with less crap once we unpack your boxes.”
Callie rolled her eyes and let the blonde lead her down to the moving van, she’d happily go through her boxes and get rid of her old crap; after all she had the rest of their lives together to collect new crap.
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Erica stood in the middle of their new kitchen and looked around at everything they’d neatly unpacked and placed; giving their stuff new permanent homes. Smiling to herself at a job well done she headed up the stairs to see how Callie was getting on with sorting through her boxes.
They’d spent the entire weekend moving in their newly chosen furniture, and boxes of belongings. Erica had revised a plan that they would unpack the boxes for one room at a time, and make sure everything in that particular room was completed before moving on to the next; an efficient and effective way of making sure that they didn’t end up with unopened boxes scattered everywhere.
Erica found Callie sitting in the middle of the floor, a section of boxes on her right side and another set of boxes sitting on her left, a handful of stuff sitting in front of her.
Settling down opposite the younger woman she smiled as warm brown eyes locked onto her own, “I just finished the kitchen, that means we are officially unpacked downstairs, and everything up here looks great,” she let her gaze trial around their room before letting them land on brown pools again, “How’s it going with the whole, sorting through years of old stuff?”
Callie let out a deep sigh, “I’ll be glad when it’s done, that’s for sure,” she gestured to the boxes on her left, “This is all the stuff I want to keep, stuff that means something,” she gestured to the box on her right, “And this larger pile of boxes, is stuff that is literally just old crap and can be thrown away.”
Erica leant forward and pressed a lingering kiss on the dark-haired woman’s lips, “Well done baby. Now all we need to do is find the stuff that you’re keeping a home, and take the boxes of stuff that you don’t want down to the trash.”
Callie frowned, “We’ve been working hard on getting this apartment up to scratch all weekend...I don’t want to do anymore,” she whined and did her best pout.
Erica let out an amused sigh as she stood, holding out her hands for the younger woman to take, “Why don’t we leave these last two jobs for another time and go out and get an ice cream, it’s a nice day.”
Callie let Erica pull her to her feet and smiled, “That sounds like the best plan I’ve heard all day.”
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Callie wrapped her arms around Erica’s waist as the blonde tried to get the key into the lock of their apartment; Callie’s mouth attacking her neck working against her steady hands.
“Cal...” Erica whine as she missed the lock again and felt Callie’s teeth graze the skin of her neck. Wrapping her hands onto of the younger woman’s she removed them from her waist and turned in Callie’s arms.
Callie smirked as Erica turned in her arms and shot her a look that told her to behave herself. Unable to resist, Callie slid her hands up Erica’s back and tangled one hand into blonde curls; crushing their lips together, her other hand travelling down the older woman’s arm and taking the key from her hand; their lips never loosing contact.
Erica moaned against Callie’s mouth as a skilled tongue worked against her own; the sound of something clicking making her pull away to find brown eyes; raising a brow questioningly.
Callie nodded her head towards their apartment door and brought her hands up to show the blonde, “Steady hands baby,” Erica grasped the door handle and opened the door slightly before turning back to her.
“If you’d kept your mouth to yourself I could have gotten the door open just fine.”
Callie let out a laugh, “I like to multitask,” she linked her fingers through the blonde’s and dragged her into their apartment, “Now that we’re actually inside I can show you just how skilled my hands-”
“Surprise!”
Callie and Erica stopped immediately as the red headed woman’s voice reached their ears. They stood shocked, taking in the sight of their small group of friends standing in front of them; Mark and Troy holding up a banner that read ‘congratulations on your new apartment.’
“Don’t I get a damn hug?” Addison’s voice drew them out of their shock, “I thought you’d both at least be pleased to see me, but neither of you have moved in like ten whole seconds.”
“I can’t believe you guys are all here,” Callie moved to give Addison a hug, “You’re back from LA again!”
Addison let out a laugh and moved to pull Erica into a hug, “Well me and Mark wanted to come and visit everyone again and when Troy let us know that you’d not only passed your Boards but that you two love birds had finally gotten an apartment together...well we just couldn’t resist, we thought now was the perfect time.”
“It’s good to see you again Addison,” Erica smiled at her and watched Callie move to give Mark a hug; followed by Troy and an awkward hug with Cristina.
Callie looked around their apartment and took in all of the streamers and balloons, “You guys through us a housewarming party?”
Troy nodded, “We thought it would be the perfect excuse for a party.”
Erica rolled her eyes, “Not that we don’t appreciate you all being here and throwing us a party, but I do have one question...how in the hell did you get into our apartment.”
Mark smiled and threw his arm around her shoulder, “Haven’t you learnt yet Hahn, some secrets aren’t meant to be known.”
Erica wrinkled her face up in disgust as he winked at her and shrugged out of his grip, “You’re still an ass,” she turned to Addison, “I thought you would have sorted him out by now.”
Addison smiled, “Some things can’t be fixed.”
Callie let out a laugh and Mark pouted playfully at them, “Ladies there’s no need to treat me this way, after all you all love me really.”
“Hardly,” Erica scoffed playfully before nudging his shoulder. The man might be a man whore, and he might be an annoying ass, but she couldn’t help actually liking him.
“Drinks everyone,” Troy handed everyone a drink a smiled at them, “Aren’t you two supposed to make a speech thanking us for being great friends?” he added playfully.
Callie turned to look at Erica, “Don’t ask me Torres, you found the apartment, why don’t you start.”
Callie bit her bottom lip as she rummaged her mind for something to say. Clearing her throat a minute later she smiled at them all, “Well I guess firstly I should say thanks to you all for throwing us this housewarming party and for being great friends; without you I don’t think we’d be at this point we are now,” she turned to look at the blonde again; her eyes instantly holding blue pools, “It’s moments like this that make you realise that you have everything you’ve ever wanted and more,” turning back to the group again she raised her glass, “I guess we should toast to good friends and even better partners.”
Everyone raised their glasses as they repeated the toast; clinking their glasses together and falling into easy conversation that only happened between people who had been through so much and still come out the other end as friends.
Callie pressed her lips against the blonde’s and pulled back to find blue eyes, “I love you Erica.”
Erica smiled warmly, “I love you too Cal.”
Hearing the laughter of their friends they entwined their fingers, smiled at each other once more and headed over to join the group of people that had become important in their lives.
Sometimes a stolen moment is just a moment that passes and sometimes a stolen moment can lead to the beginning of a lifetime of perfect moments together.
Ahhh that's the end of the road for this fic, and I'm kind of sad it's over but at the same time I'm happy I wrote it. I was so excited to see Callica's story in season 5 and so starting my own version before the episodes began was so much fun, and once they so rudely got rid of their storyline I was so pissed off and intent on giving them by attempt of their journey together that this is what happened lol. I've left the ending slightly open just because I might get ideas to come back to it. Hopefully I can get some new ideas figured out for a new fic for the new year.
Just want to say a massive thanks to everyone that has taken the time to read this and comment, its meant a lot and I've really appreciated hearing from all of you; the Callie/Erica community is by far the best online community I've ever had the pleasure of being part of.
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Erica kept her eyes trained on the OR below, watching proudly as Callie worked on her patient. The younger woman had gone into the surgery filled with nerves, but the blonde couldn’t help but smile to herself at seeing her girlfriend enter the OR full of confidence and controlling everything with the perfect amount of authority.
Erica turned her head as someone slumped down into the chair next to her and smiled when bright green eyes met hers, “Well Cal certainly looks like she’s got the whole attending thing down; she looks totally in charge,” he gave Erica a warm smile, “I love that she hasn’t lost her rock chick edge though.”
The blonde let out an amused sigh as she followed his gaze to the stereo that sat in the corner of the OR, which was currently blaring some kind of rock music, “Callie wouldn’t be Callie if she didn’t rock out during a surgery.”
Troy nodded his head, “She looks great down there E, you must be so proud of her.”
“Extremely,” she gave him a smile and nodded her head towards where Yang was standing, “I’m glad Cristina’s down there with her...as much as I hate to admit it I think her annoying presence puts Callie at ease.”
Troy let out a laugh, “I’m so glad you two are getting along better now, even if you can’t stand each other really,” he playfully nudged her shoulder; the blonde narrowing her eyes in response. Clearing his throat Troy kept his gaze on the surgery taking place below, “Actually E, it means a lot that you and Cristina are getting along now, it makes things easier...”
Erica turned to look at him and eyed him suspiciously, “Makes what kind of things easier Troy?” his green eyes met hers and he gave her a coy smile, “And don’t even think of lying to me, because I can always tell, you’re the worst liar ever.”
Troy let his gaze travel back to Cristina briefly before shifting in his chair ever so slightly to face the blonde better, “See the thing is...”
“Spit it out Troy.”
“I love her,” he studied blue eyes for a second before continuing; “Actually I’m head over heels in love with her.”
Erica let out a chuckle shaking her head, “Hate to tell you Troy, but that news isn’t new,” she watched the confusion flood his face, “Actually Cristina and I had a talk, she told me that she loves you awhile back and you...” she nudged his shoulder with her own, “You look like a love sick teenager whenever she’s around.”
Troy let a breath out and smiled, “We’re moving in together,” he watched blue eyes flood with tears, “Oh god...you really hate her don’t you? You can’t stand her being anywhere near you,” he ran a hand through his hair, “I could have a talk with her and see if I can get her-”
Erica quickly wiped her eyes and reached out to grab Troy’s arm, “No, no!” he turned apprehensively to look at her, “I don’t hate her...these are happy tears,” she watched the shocked look on his face, “I know, my ice queen exterior has melted and I’m a complete emotional sap,” Troy let out an amused sigh and cupped her cheeks, brushing her tears away, “If you tell anyone, especially Yang that I had tears of joy I will kill you...I’m happy for you.”
Troy moved his hand to cover his chest, “Cross my heart, and thank you.”
Blue eyes studied his face for a quiet moment, “I’m going to miss you.”
He raised an eyebrow, “Miss me? I’m not going anywhere.”
“I know you’re not,” she gestured a hand towards Cristina, “Just more Yang time and less time for your best friend,” she focused on the OR below again before continuing, “I’m glad that I have Callie now.”
Troy followed her gaze, “I think it’s okay for us to let them love us E...we’ve waited for a long, long time...but that doesn’t change anything between us; it doesn’t mean that I don’t love you anymore,” he nudged her shoulder playfully, his eyes turning to find and holding hers as his voice took on a teasing tone, “I’ve just bumped you down to number two.”
Erica feigned hurt and then let out a laugh as she caught a glimpse of the twinkle in green eyes, “Yang better not replace me as number one...I think I’d die.”
“Well Callie replaced me as your number one,” he challenged back.
“Yeah...but she’s hot,” Troy let out a chuckle and shot her a pointed look, “Fine...Yang’s pretty too I suppose.”
He smiled in agreement and then turned his focus back to the surgery below, “I think we did well for ourselves E.”
Erica reached over and laced her fingers between Troy’s; turning her gaze to watch their women at work, “Me too.”
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Callie let out a huff as she carried another box into their new apartment; willing her legs to go faster as she carried the box up the stairs and settled it down next to the others, blue eyes meeting hers as she straightened up, “There’s loads more in the van you know.”
Erica stood on the other side of the room next to another pile of boxes, “How come you’ve never mentioned in the entire time that we’ve been together, the entire time that we’ve been friends in fact, and not to mention the entire time that you’ve lived with Yang...that you have so much crap.”
Callie let out a chuckle and moved towards the blonde, her arms instantly going around her waist, “Firstly baby, it’s not crap, and secondly...you’re like the neatest and not to mention most organised person on the planet, if I’d have told you how much stuff I own you’d have called me a brat or something.”
Erica pulled out of the younger woman’s arms and opened the box on top of the pile, reaching a hand in and pulling out a tatty looking teddy bear, “I would never call you a brat because the stuff in these boxes isn’t expensive stuff...it’s just old...crap,” she held the teddy up and raised an eyebrow.
Callie reached forward and snatched the bear from Erica’s hand, her face taking on an expression of disbelief as her words came our defensively “How dare you, Little Ted is not crap!”
Erica laughed, “Little Ted?”
Callie nodded, “Yes, Little Ted,” she held the tatty bear up, “He’s my favourite bear and has been since I was a baby, and therefore is definitely not crap.”
Callie watched Erica reach into the box again and hold up another item, “And this?”
Brown eyes trailed over the weird looking item the blonde was holding up, “That is something I made in the third grade.”
“What the hell is it supposed to be?”
Callie wrinkled her nose as she took the item out of the blonde’s hands, “I have no idea...crap I guess,” she tossed the item back into the box and smiled brightly, “If I promise to go through all these boxes and sort out the crap from the non crap will you come and help get more boxes from the van?”
“If you do that, I’ll even help you decide where to put the stuff you want to keep,” placing a kiss on the younger woman’s lips she took ‘Little Ted’ from her hands and placed it on their bed, “I’m guessing our bed will be his new home,” Callie leaned in and kissed her again in response. Linking their hands together Erica pulled her towards the stairs, “Come on Torres, let’s go and get more of our boxes, the sooner they’re in the apartment, the sooner we can unpack, and the sooner we unpack-”
“The sooner I’ll have less crap?” Callie offered.
Erica chuckled, “I was going to say officially live together, but I guess we will be with less crap once we unpack your boxes.”
Callie rolled her eyes and let the blonde lead her down to the moving van, she’d happily go through her boxes and get rid of her old crap; after all she had the rest of their lives together to collect new crap.
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Erica stood in the middle of their new kitchen and looked around at everything they’d neatly unpacked and placed; giving their stuff new permanent homes. Smiling to herself at a job well done she headed up the stairs to see how Callie was getting on with sorting through her boxes.
They’d spent the entire weekend moving in their newly chosen furniture, and boxes of belongings. Erica had revised a plan that they would unpack the boxes for one room at a time, and make sure everything in that particular room was completed before moving on to the next; an efficient and effective way of making sure that they didn’t end up with unopened boxes scattered everywhere.
Erica found Callie sitting in the middle of the floor, a section of boxes on her right side and another set of boxes sitting on her left, a handful of stuff sitting in front of her.
Settling down opposite the younger woman she smiled as warm brown eyes locked onto her own, “I just finished the kitchen, that means we are officially unpacked downstairs, and everything up here looks great,” she let her gaze trial around their room before letting them land on brown pools again, “How’s it going with the whole, sorting through years of old stuff?”
Callie let out a deep sigh, “I’ll be glad when it’s done, that’s for sure,” she gestured to the boxes on her left, “This is all the stuff I want to keep, stuff that means something,” she gestured to the box on her right, “And this larger pile of boxes, is stuff that is literally just old crap and can be thrown away.”
Erica leant forward and pressed a lingering kiss on the dark-haired woman’s lips, “Well done baby. Now all we need to do is find the stuff that you’re keeping a home, and take the boxes of stuff that you don’t want down to the trash.”
Callie frowned, “We’ve been working hard on getting this apartment up to scratch all weekend...I don’t want to do anymore,” she whined and did her best pout.
Erica let out an amused sigh as she stood, holding out her hands for the younger woman to take, “Why don’t we leave these last two jobs for another time and go out and get an ice cream, it’s a nice day.”
Callie let Erica pull her to her feet and smiled, “That sounds like the best plan I’ve heard all day.”
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Callie wrapped her arms around Erica’s waist as the blonde tried to get the key into the lock of their apartment; Callie’s mouth attacking her neck working against her steady hands.
“Cal...” Erica whine as she missed the lock again and felt Callie’s teeth graze the skin of her neck. Wrapping her hands onto of the younger woman’s she removed them from her waist and turned in Callie’s arms.
Callie smirked as Erica turned in her arms and shot her a look that told her to behave herself. Unable to resist, Callie slid her hands up Erica’s back and tangled one hand into blonde curls; crushing their lips together, her other hand travelling down the older woman’s arm and taking the key from her hand; their lips never loosing contact.
Erica moaned against Callie’s mouth as a skilled tongue worked against her own; the sound of something clicking making her pull away to find brown eyes; raising a brow questioningly.
Callie nodded her head towards their apartment door and brought her hands up to show the blonde, “Steady hands baby,” Erica grasped the door handle and opened the door slightly before turning back to her.
“If you’d kept your mouth to yourself I could have gotten the door open just fine.”
Callie let out a laugh, “I like to multitask,” she linked her fingers through the blonde’s and dragged her into their apartment, “Now that we’re actually inside I can show you just how skilled my hands-”
“Surprise!”
Callie and Erica stopped immediately as the red headed woman’s voice reached their ears. They stood shocked, taking in the sight of their small group of friends standing in front of them; Mark and Troy holding up a banner that read ‘congratulations on your new apartment.’
“Don’t I get a damn hug?” Addison’s voice drew them out of their shock, “I thought you’d both at least be pleased to see me, but neither of you have moved in like ten whole seconds.”
“I can’t believe you guys are all here,” Callie moved to give Addison a hug, “You’re back from LA again!”
Addison let out a laugh and moved to pull Erica into a hug, “Well me and Mark wanted to come and visit everyone again and when Troy let us know that you’d not only passed your Boards but that you two love birds had finally gotten an apartment together...well we just couldn’t resist, we thought now was the perfect time.”
“It’s good to see you again Addison,” Erica smiled at her and watched Callie move to give Mark a hug; followed by Troy and an awkward hug with Cristina.
Callie looked around their apartment and took in all of the streamers and balloons, “You guys through us a housewarming party?”
Troy nodded, “We thought it would be the perfect excuse for a party.”
Erica rolled her eyes, “Not that we don’t appreciate you all being here and throwing us a party, but I do have one question...how in the hell did you get into our apartment.”
Mark smiled and threw his arm around her shoulder, “Haven’t you learnt yet Hahn, some secrets aren’t meant to be known.”
Erica wrinkled her face up in disgust as he winked at her and shrugged out of his grip, “You’re still an ass,” she turned to Addison, “I thought you would have sorted him out by now.”
Addison smiled, “Some things can’t be fixed.”
Callie let out a laugh and Mark pouted playfully at them, “Ladies there’s no need to treat me this way, after all you all love me really.”
“Hardly,” Erica scoffed playfully before nudging his shoulder. The man might be a man whore, and he might be an annoying ass, but she couldn’t help actually liking him.
“Drinks everyone,” Troy handed everyone a drink a smiled at them, “Aren’t you two supposed to make a speech thanking us for being great friends?” he added playfully.
Callie turned to look at Erica, “Don’t ask me Torres, you found the apartment, why don’t you start.”
Callie bit her bottom lip as she rummaged her mind for something to say. Clearing her throat a minute later she smiled at them all, “Well I guess firstly I should say thanks to you all for throwing us this housewarming party and for being great friends; without you I don’t think we’d be at this point we are now,” she turned to look at the blonde again; her eyes instantly holding blue pools, “It’s moments like this that make you realise that you have everything you’ve ever wanted and more,” turning back to the group again she raised her glass, “I guess we should toast to good friends and even better partners.”
Everyone raised their glasses as they repeated the toast; clinking their glasses together and falling into easy conversation that only happened between people who had been through so much and still come out the other end as friends.
Callie pressed her lips against the blonde’s and pulled back to find blue eyes, “I love you Erica.”
Erica smiled warmly, “I love you too Cal.”
Hearing the laughter of their friends they entwined their fingers, smiled at each other once more and headed over to join the group of people that had become important in their lives.
Sometimes a stolen moment is just a moment that passes and sometimes a stolen moment can lead to the beginning of a lifetime of perfect moments together.
Ahhh that's the end of the road for this fic, and I'm kind of sad it's over but at the same time I'm happy I wrote it. I was so excited to see Callica's story in season 5 and so starting my own version before the episodes began was so much fun, and once they so rudely got rid of their storyline I was so pissed off and intent on giving them by attempt of their journey together that this is what happened lol. I've left the ending slightly open just because I might get ideas to come back to it. Hopefully I can get some new ideas figured out for a new fic for the new year.
Just want to say a massive thanks to everyone that has taken the time to read this and comment, its meant a lot and I've really appreciated hearing from all of you; the Callie/Erica community is by far the best online community I've ever had the pleasure of being part of.
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