Okay so this is my first attempt at fanfiction.

I don't have a beta so all mistakes are my own, none of the characters belong to me, all copyright belongs to Shondaland etc.

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Callie tugged on the sleeve of Arizona's jacket.

"Just shut up and do it, come on! I'll hold your hand, it'll be fine."

Callie paused and waited to see if Arizona would move from the spot outside of the shop that she had been standing in front of for the past twenty minutes. When she realised her words were falling on deaf ears she sighed and released the blonde's arm. Arizona's breath hitched when their hands gently brushed as Callie's arm fell slack. She momentarily forgot why she was standing in the cold, looking up at the sign of the dingy little place she walked past every day on her way to college, tracing the letters with her eyes. She was jolted out of her trance by Callie's dulcet tones.

"Come onnnn Arizona! We came all this way!"

The corner of Arizona's lip twitched and she turned to face Callie, amused by her antics rather than annoyed. With her pouting lips and puppy dog eyes, she was the picture of cuteness.

"We didn't even walk two blocks."

"Well it feels like two hundred!" Callie groaned, turned around and started softly banging her head off the lamp-post but, not one to give up so easily, she quickly composed herself and swiveled back around on the heel of her foot, ready to give it another shot.

"Ariz…"

Callie stopped short when she saw that the object of her attention was no longer staring at the black and red letters that spelled out the word 'Magic' in a bold, mildly threatening font. She looked around, completely bewildered before she glanced through the shop window and spotted the blonde handing over twenty dollars to a scary looking, very tattooed bald man and following him through a shimmering blood-red curtain.

"Maybe this wasn't such a great idea," she said to herself, scrunching up her face and running inside the shop and right into a younger, equally tattooed man. She apologised profusely before scuttling through to the back room, not thirty seconds behind Arizona.

Arizona looked up as Callie pushed the curtain aside and smiled when she saw who it was.

"Hi!"

"Hi," Callie said shyly.

Arizona laughed softly, "a minute ago you were practically begging me to come in here and now you look more nervous than I do."

"I think I am," Callie admitted, shuffling around on her feet anxiously.

"Stop fidgeting you're making me nervous," Arizona playfully scolded.

The bald man took this opportunity to speak "yeah Callie, you're makin' me kinda nervous too which, generally speaking, is not great in my line of work."

Arizona snorted with laughter, "you're both doing wonders for my confidence," she joked.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll stop." Callie stilled her movements and promptly sat down. "Better?"

"Better."

The bald man turned to Arizona with a look in his eyes that silently asked if she was ready, but stopped when he saw the concern in the blonde eyes.

"What is it?"

Arizona opened her mouth, closed it and then opened it again before abruptly blurting out the question that had been on her mind.

"Will it hurt?" she asked, chewing her lip.

"Yes."

"A lot?"

"Probably."

"Well there's no sugar-coating it with you."

"Nope." He grinned. "You ready?"

Arizona paused for just a split second, and then the look in her eyes turned to one of determination.

"Go for it," she said and then turned her head away from him to address the other person in the room. "Callie!"

Callie watched the interaction between them in silence from the other side of the room until she heard Arizona call her name. Arizona held out her hand towards her in a way that let Callie know she needed her. She quickly made her way over and took a seat beside Arizona, taking her hand in hers and looking at her face, watching her clearly psych herself up. Her eyes were closed and she was taking long, measured breaths.

"Just do it before I change my mind! And don't tell me what you're doing!"

Callie watched as the bald man, slowly and carefully pushed the needle through the right side of Arizona's nose and then threaded the piercing through a few seconds later. She watched as Arizona's breaths became even longer and even more laboured and she felt Arizona squeeze her hand tighter and tighter until… "done!" The bald man announced it cheerfully and turned around to dispose of his no longer sterilised equipment. Callie however, wasn't paying attention to him, she was focused on the deathly pale colour that Arizona's face had now turned and the vice-grip that Arizona was holding her hand with.

"Hey!" Callie yelled trying to get the attention of the guy who had just stuck a needle through her best friend's face. He turned around, perplexed.

"Is this normal?" Callie asked, frantic.

The man turned to look at Arizona who, by this stage, now had a slight tinge of green to her face and still had her eyes firmly closed.

"I'm fine," Arizona said, still refusing to open her eyes.

"Did she eat recently?"

"Um. No. I don't know. Arizona when was the last time you ate?"

Arizona opened her eyes and blearily looked up, only to find Callie's face mere inches from her own. She looked down at Callie's lips and they seemed as if they were moving in slow motion, Arizona's breath hitched again and she bit her lip. She didn't think she could deal with them being in such close quarters, especially when the pain of the piercing had caused her head to go fuzzy and her ears to ring. Everything was hazy and out of sync, almost as if she was drunk.

"Arizona. Arizona! Can you hear me?!" Callie put her free hand on the side of Arizona's face in an attempt to get her attention, completely oblivious to the fact that the only thing on Arizona's mind at this moment was the fact that Callie's thumb was on the corner of her mouth.

"ARIZONA!"

"Hmmm? What?"

"When did you last eat?"

"Ummm. This morning? Maybe? Yes, I remember, cause Teddy wanted pancakes but I didn't want pancakes but I ended up having pancakes anyway cause it was just easier cause Teddy in the morning is jus…"

"Arizona!"

"What?"

"Shhhh."

The bald man cleared his throat and Callie swung her head around to face him. He looked a little awkward, like he knew he was interrupting something. "She, um, she needs sugar, like a sports drink or somethin'. And then a proper meal as soon as she gets home."

"I have Dr. Pepper in my bag. Would that work?"

"Yeah, sure that would work."

Callie removed her hand from Arizona's face and pried her other one from Arizona's death-grip, missing the whimper that came out of the blonde's mouth at the loss of contact and moved over to her bag to retrieve the drink. The bald man walked over to the space she had just vacated and turned on a small fan, directing it at Arizona's face.

"That should help," he said and watched as Callie returned and put the bottle of Dr. Pepper to Arizona's lips, "I have another client, I'll come back and check on you in a few minutes." He quickly left and Callie didn't wait to watch the curtain fall into place before turning back to Arizona.

"Hey, how are you feeling?"

Arizona's eyelids were drooping but she managed to slur out a "fine," which did nothing to appease Callie's worry. Arizona, realising this, tried to stand up to prove how fine she was but was immediately stopped by a hand to the chest forcing her back down in her seat.

"Don't try to stand you'll pass out."

Arizona pouted.

"I'm finnnne I swear!" she protested. "Plus you're here to take care of me so I'm very fine," she said, grinning. Arizona mirrored Callie's earlier movement and put a hand on the other girl's face. She stared into her eyes, seeming to notice for the first time how intensely brown they were, and tilted her head to the left, as if deep in thought, before speaking.

"You're pretty. I mean like, really, really pretty. And hot too. You're really hot. And…"

"Arizona I'm going to stop you right there," Callie said, smirking. "Drink," she ordered, holding the opening of the bottle to the blonde's mouth. Arizona, however, had other ideas and in an unexpected burst of energy, she promptly pushed the bottle aside and lifted her hand to grasp the back of Callie's neck, pulling her towards her and taking Callie's lips between her own.

Callie barely had time to register her surprise before they heard the swish of the curtain and a surprised "oh, sorry" from the bald man who had chosen this moment to make his reappearance. Callie hastily retreated back into the seat that Arizona had almost pulled her off and brought her fingers to her lips, mumbling an apology to the man. He seemed half embarrassed at the clearly intimate situation he had walked in on and half amused at the dirty look Arizona was unabashedly giving him in her oxygen deprived state. The blonde in question pushed herself into a standing position using the arms of her chair, wobbling a little as she lifted a finger to point at the man. She opened her mouth to speak but all she got out was "I…" before the room started to spin. Arizona put her left hand out to attempt to steady herself but before she could go to sit back down, everything went black.