Chapter Sixteen

Peggy laid on her side with her head buried in Callies's neck whispering in her ear. Puckering her lips out she leaves a trail of kisses up her neck as she makes her way to her cheek. Callies moans increase as Mark speeds up his hips against hers, "It's just you, me, Peggy, and Erica." Peggy catches her lips in a kiss, "and we're grabbing you, ripping off your clothes."

She nods moaning as her lip gets bit, "And then you're naked. You're so hot. and naked. and then Erica starts kissing you."

Suddenly a buzzing noise fills the air making Callie pull away from Peggy, "Hold on a minute."

Mark doesn't listen to her moving to put his lips on hers, "Erica's kissing you like you need to be kissed. and then I pin your hands..."

"Hold on a minute." She whispers looking around but Mark wasn't paying attention.

"Above your head. And then I watch as she uses one finger..." Peggy moves her body to be behind Marks leaving kisses across his shoulders.

Callie shoves her hand over Marks's mouth, "Hold on a minute!" She reaches over to grab the pager buzzing, "Oh..oh...Okay, I'm sorry, 'cause that was good for me...that was really, really good for me." Reaching up she smushed his cheeks together, "Good boy. But I have a big trauma coming in downstairs, so, um, we're gonna have to do this the fast way, okay?"

Peggy nods pushing Mark out the way with a large smile, "That means me..." Leaning down the girl sticks her tongue out to lick a stripe up Callie making a loud moan filled the room.

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Peggy walked out of the trauma room with Callie wide-eyed as the two shared a look meeting with the other doctors. Erica smiles at the two, "Hey, Callie."

Callie stops looking at the woman, "Hi. Hello, Erica."

They look at them confused, "What's the matter with you?"

She shakes her head, "Nothing. Just ... n-nothing."

Mark smirks over at the two as he hands Peggy a gown, "You look all hot and bothered."

"No!" She yells making him laugh as he ties the intern's gown, "It's just ... there's a trauma, and it's really big. That's all. It's big. It's a big trauma."

Bailey grimaces, "You're acting weird."

The plastics attending leans to her ear, "She uses one finger"

"...really big trauma," Callie yells interrupting him as the group walks through the door.

Bailey shakes her head walking through the door, "I swear, Torres, it's like you have never seen a really big trauma before."

They finally see the patient and freeze, "Oh, my."

Christina looks at her intern wide-eyed whispering, "Really big trauma."

The EMT tilts his head looking at them, "So how do you want to handle this?"

Lying in a large block of cement was a teenage boy crying, "Help me."

"Really big trauma," Yang whispers.

The boy looks them all in the eyes whimpering, "Please. help me."

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Peggy and Callie made their way to the waiting room to speak to the kids who were with Andy. The kids were laughing, "Look we were just joking around."

"Yeah it was a dare," The dark-haired one tells them making the other laugh.

The two look at the kids in shock, "You dared him to lay in a vat of cement at a construction site."

They try to defend themselves, "We never thought he'd do it. I-it's andy. He never does anything. He doesn't have the guts, right?" They laugh more sharing a fist bump.

Callie raises her eyebrow, "In the middle of the night you just snuck into a construction site and dared your friend"

The girl scoffs shaking her head, "He's not our friend. I mean, the four of us, we're friends. But, uh, he's not really our friend."

"Okay, you dared him to lie down in concrete." The resident asks in disbelief.

The girl shakes her head again, "Nobody made him do it. You're making it sound like we did something wrong."

Peggy scoffs annoyed while glaring at them, "How long?"

They look at her confused, "What?"

She leans forwards still glaring, "How long did your not friend lay in that vat of cement unable to move begging for help before you four idiots, you future leaders of America!" Callie grabs her hand to calm her down, "How long did he lay there in that quick-drying cement begging for you four to help him before you called 911?" When none of them answered she nods, "Yeah. That's what we thought."

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Standing next to Christina at the board, Peggy watched as all of the doctors argued with one another. Suddenly the door is slammed, "Why is the patient in there and all of you are in here?"

The two younger doctors share a look before they begin explaining, "Dr Torres is worried about the limbs. Dr Bailey is worried about abdominal crush injuries."

Peggy sighs gesturing towards Mark, "Dr Sloan feels the third-degree burns should take the first look, and Dr Hahn feels the heart and lung issues are gonna kill him before, we get to any of this."