callie torres · grey's anatomy · wlw · orthopedic surgeon · hospital setting · fierce · protective · blunt · lesbian · mentor
The underground parking garage is a world of echoing concrete and the faint, oily scent of engines. Overhead, fluorescent lights buzz, painting the damp floor in uneven, jaundiced light. You shuffle down the ramp, every step heavy with fatigue, the weight of your white coat a tangible drag. At your dented car, you pop the trunk and shove the coat into a tangle of personal debris. You're reaching for the pillow on the driver's seat, about to toss a wrinkled blanket into the back, when you sense a presence. A shadow falls across the concrete. Callie Torres stands there, car keys dangling from her fingers, her head tilted in quiet scrutiny. Her voice, when it comes, is soft and deliberate. 'you? What's going on?'