A Callizona requested by none other than Kristyn the Kid. She also helped me out with the idea, so thank you very much. Enjoy!

Callie stood leaning up against the bathroom sink, trying not to cry. Deep down she was happy that Mark and Lexie were happy, but at the surface, she very much wished they'd be quietly happy. She had told Lexie that, but Lexie couldn't contain her exciting secret. And now here stood Callie, feeling like someone had ripped a hole in her insides, causing a nearly unbearable pain.

She hears the door open behind her and looks up at the mirror, wiping the tears that had escaped her control and trying to salvage her make-up. She saw a pretty woman with short curly blonde hair standing behind her. Callie recognized her from the hospital.

"Hey," the woman said.

"Hey," Callie replied. She tried to keep her voice as normal sounding as possible.

"Ortho, right?" the woman asked, taking a step or so closer.

"Yeah, right. Hi." 'Good job Callie, keep it together,' Callie instructed herself.

"I'm Arizona Robbins, peds surgery," the woman introduced. "I've seen you at the hospital….Are you okay?" Arizona added in a curious/worried voice.

"Yeah, no, I'm fine," Callie said, turning around to face Arizona. "Fine."

"People talk," Arizona explained. "Where we work. They talk. A lot. So, for the sake of being honest, I think I should tell you that... I know things about you…because people talk." Arizona smiled and laughed. She seemed so happy. The fake smile that had been on Callie's face melted away.

"Oh…you mean…." Callie's voice trailed off and Arizona responded with a nod. Callie sighed. "Terrific."

"It is, actually," Arizona insisted. Callie laughed a little. "People really like you over there. They respect you, and they're concerned, and they're interested. They really like you. Some of them really like you. You—You just look upset, and I thought that you should know that the talk is good, and when you're not upset, when you're over being upset, there will be people lining up for you." There was a moment of silence when Arizona finished speaking, during which Callie tried to process what she had just heard and what it had meant. Finally she let out another laugh.

"You wanna give me some names?" she half-joked, still laughing. Arizona looked surprised that Callie hadn't picked up on her hints. Throwing all caution to the wind, she grabbed Callie's face and kissed her.

"I think you'll know," Arizona said to Callie's surprised but smiling face when she pulled away. With a grin and a giggle, Arizona left the bathroom, leaving Callie with emotions the opposite of what she had been feeling when she had entered the bathroom.

"Hey, you ready?" Arizona Robbins asked, walking into the cluttered bathroom she shared with her girlfriend Callie Torres. Callie was in front of the mirror, staring straight ahead but not really seeing anything. Arizona snapped her fingers in front of Callie's stupefied gaze, bringing her back to the present.

"Huh?" Callie said stupidly, turning to Arizona.

"I asked if you were ready. What's up with you, you looked like you were a million miles away?" Arizona informed her, sounding worried. Callie grinned.

"I was remembering the night we officially met. The night of our first kiss," Callie admitted. Arizona mirrored Callie's grin.

"It was in the bathroom…like we are right now," Arizona added seductively, taking a few steps closer to Callie. Callie swallowed.

"Y-Yeah," she stammered, breathing slowly. Arizona was now only an inch from Callie. "Remind me how that went," Callie asked, though she knew perfectly well 'how that went'. Arizona leaned forward and placed her hands on Callie's cheeks, just as she had done in the bar.

"I think it went a little like this," Arizona whispered, kissing Callie. She pulled away way too soon for Callie.

"Oh no, I'm not done with you yet," Callie scolded lightly, pulling Arizona back to her. They both let out a short laugh before their lips met once more.

…

"Shit!" Callie yelled, jumping to her feet. She ran quickly to the mirror, touching up her make-up and looking at her seriously messed-up hair. "Look what you did," Callie whined. Arizona got up from the floor also, laughing. She laughed until she got to the mirror herself and caught sight of her own hair.

"Look what you did!" she retorted, trying to make her Medusa hair lay like it was before the sequel to the bathroom kiss had occurred.

"Yours isn't half as bad as mine! It took me forever to straighten it! And we're going to miss our reservation," Callie argued. They stood bickering for several minutes, trying to fix their appearances.

"You're the one that brought up the kiss," Arizona muttered.

"You're the one that preformed the kiss."

"You're the one that wanted more."

In the end, they did make it to the restaurant before they gave their table away to someone else. But their hair just did not look the same.

"Uhm, Arizona, you're strap is, uhm…" Callie said, pointing at the thin strap of Arizona's dress, which had slid down her slim shoulder. Callie could hardly talk for staring. Arizona smiled and slowly pulled the strap back to its original position.

"You know, you shouldn't leave your mouth hanging open like that. You might swallow a fly or something," Arizona joked quietly, noticing that Callie was staring open-mouthed at her still. Callie's eyes snapped upwards. Her cheeks flushed in embarrassment as she stuttered an apology. Arizona laughed it off.

The rest of their dinner was pretty uneventful. They swapped stories from the hospital and joked about co-workers and patients. It was a very light, fun evening, but Callie couldn't wait to be shot of the restaurant. She couldn't wait to get back home and finish what they had started before realizing that they had plans.

When the check came, they both reached out for it. They sat there for a solid minute, both of their hands on the little black folder containing the check. Then Arizona leaned in and spoke very quietly and seriously to Callie.

"Let me get this Cal. I know you can't really afford it right now," she nearly whispered. Callie's features smoothed out and a hot flush creeped up her neck. She let go of the checkbook, glaring angrily at Arizona. Arizona guiltily paid the bill and braced herself for what Callie was going to say when they got outside.

"Don't you ever do that again," Callie growled, grabbing Arizona's arm and turning her around. Arizona pulled her hand out of her purse and looked up, determined.

"I was just trying to help. I know things have been tight since your father disowned you," Arizona said, trying to explain her actions.

"I don't need or want help Arizona. I'm doing just fine on my own, and I don't need you embarrassing me like that!"

"I'm sorry," Arizona said sincerely. "I didn't mean to make you feel…uncomfortable or anything. I would never do that."

"I know," Callie finally responded with a sigh. She wrapped her arms tightly around Arizona. "I know."

The first time ever I saw your face, I thought the sun rose in your eyes.
And the moon and stars were the gifts you gave,
To the dark and the endless sky, my love.
And the first time ever I kissed your mouth,
I felt the earth move through my hands.
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was there at my command.

So what do YOU think is gonna happen in this fic?