AN: This story is AU. Arizona has her own fashion line for kids and Callie works with her father in the hotel industry. Their families have been friends for years and Callie and Arizona have grown up together, meeting on holidays and for summer vacations. I don't own anything but the storyline and original characters that are introduced.
Arizona was basically jumping out of her skin. In less than five minutes she would be on her way to baggage claim and in a taxi with the youngest Torres, Aria, on her way to the beach house in Hawaii that both of their families rented for the upcoming week. Hopefully, Aria's flight wasn't delayed and they could grab their suitcases and be on their way to paradise. Plus, Callie had arrived the night before and Arizona didn't think she could wait any longer to see her best friend.
Jumping up as soon as the captain turned off the seat belt sign and the flight attendant made her way to the front of the plane, Arizona began fumbling with her fingers in anticipation. The couple sharing her row gave her a funny look and she simply smiled back, trying to stop from actually jumping up and down. "I'm just really excited to see my family," she explained, hurriedly, earning herself another weird look from the couple as they gave her almost identical fake smiles. "Sorry," Arizona mumbled, rolling her eyes, but convincing herself that nothing would take away her excitement.
Some agonizing minutes later, the couple grabbed their bags from the overhead and began making their way down the aisle. Arizona, seeing her chance, bounced into the aisle and tried reaching for her carry-on, failing to grab the briefcase when someone in the row behind her began violently pushing bags away to search for his own. "Excuse me! That's my briefcase. How about you wait your turn?"
The man turned to glare at Arizona, but she gave him just as hard of a look back and swiped her briefcase out of the bin, clutching her cell phone, and rushing off the plane before she had an anxiety attack over standing up to the asshole.
Breathing a huge sigh of relief and bouncing on the balls of her feet, Arizona made her way through the throngs of people, searching for an arrivals and departures screen to check out Aria's flight status. Groaning when she saw that the flight from San Diego wouldn't arrive for another twenty minutes, Arizona decided to head to baggage claim so she could at least be prepared when Aria got there.
Once she got to section C baggage claim, Arizona turned her phone on, leaning her body against a wall in the corner and watching as her iPhone lit up and came back to life after hours of being turned off. Glancing at the time stamp, she sighed. Thirteen minutes. Opening her messages, a bright smile crossed her face and she was sure that rude couple from the plane was giving her another weird look. Whatever. No one could hurt a girl for being overly excited about a much needed vacation. Hitting a few keys on her phone, she placed it to her ear and exhaled loudly, stomach clenching each time the phone rang.
Finally, she heard the voice that was currently only a few miles away. "You're here!"
"I just got your text! I'm standing at baggage claim waiting for your slow poke sister to get here. How is everything?"
"The place is so cool, Zo. Please get here soon."
"If Aria would get her cute little ass here, we'd be on our way."
Laughter was heard on the other end of the line. "I don't think it's Aria's fault that her plane hasn't landed yet, crazy."
"Psh, you say that because you're already lounged out by the pool in a skimpy bikini with a daiquiri in your hand." Snorting came from the other end and Arizona smiled, knowing she hit the nail on the head, and the gorgeous Latina was currently getting her tan on and pregaming. "Exactly," she replied, rolling her eyes playfully even though her friend couldn't see her.
"Oh, shut up. I can't wait to see you!"
"Me either. I'll be there as soon as I can. Love you, Cal!"
"Love you, too. See you in a little, blondie."
"It's about damn time!" Arizona exclaimed, flinging her arms around Aria when she finally found the nineteen-year-old dragging her cheetah print suitcase off the conveyer belt.
"Arizona!" Aria hugged the older woman tightly. She had missed out on seeing her last Christmas, instead going home with her now ex-boyfriend to meet his family. "It's not my fault my flight was delayed!"
"Yeah, yeah, Calliope said the same thing. Whatever. I just want to go see everyone. Come on, I already got a taxi."
"Ever the eager one, huh?" Aria teased, linking arms with her pseudo big sister and following her out into the blazing heat. "Ready for the vacation of your life?"
Laughing, Arizona pushed Aria into the backseat of the taxi and slid in after her. "You're still underage, little one."
"Now you're worrying about the law? Where were those thoughts when you, Callie, and Tim were running around like idiots and I had to take care of you all so that our parents didn't find out?"
Arizona simply shrugged and gave Aria a wink. "Sucks to be the youngest, huh?"
"Callie!"
Quickly setting her drink down on the ground next to her lounge chair, Callie flew up out of her seat and met Arizona at the gate leading to the beach house they were staying at. Arizona was immediately wrapped around her, bags and little sister forgotten, and Callie sighed. Months spent away from this woman was excruciating. "Hi," she whispered, nuzzling her face into Arizona's always radiant hair.
"Hi!" the perky blonde squealed back, pulling away and giving Callie a very obvious once over. "Mmm, looking good, Torres."
Winking at Arizona, Callie licked her lips purposefully and wiggled her hips from side-to-side. "Right back at cha, Robbins."
"Before you two get too far into your Calzona world, can I have a hug from my big sister, please?" Aria shot out, sarcastically, smirking when she received two glares in return.
Nonetheless, Callie reluctantly pulled away from Arizona and opened her arms for her little sister. "How was your flight, hermanita?"
"Too slow, apparently."
Arizona mock gasped and swatted at the tiniest Torres. "Anddddd, you're still a brat."
"I resent that," Aria replied, crossing her arms and letting out a puff of air indignantly.
"Oh, shoosh," Callie playfully scolded, ruffling Aria's hair and moving to pick up one of Arizona's bags. "Come on, I want to get out on the beach before next year."
"Hi Momma," Arizona greeted, sneakily, coming up behind the Robbins parents while they were laughing at something Papa Torres had just said.
"Arizona!" Barbara shrieked, flipping around and enveloping her daughter in a hug. "I'm so glad you made it, sweetheart. Tim's around here somewhere, flirting with everything female I'm assuming."
Giggling, Arizona skipped into her father's arms and let him hug her just like her mother did a moment ago. "Hi Daddy. And that doesn't surprise me. He's such a loser," she teased, going to give Carlos and Lucia hugs as well.
"We're so happy to see you, Arizona," Lucia greeted, kissing Arizona's forehead. "I think you've grown since I last saw you."
Callie rolled her eyes. "Mama, she's twenty-four years old. That phrase no longer applies."
"It'll always apply with my belleza," Lucia replied, giving Arizona another kiss and smiling at the blonde. "How are you?"
"Wonderful," Arizona replied, cheekily, giving Callie a smirk. "I promise we'll catch up at lunch or something, but I really want to go in the water," she added, grabbing Callie's wrist, who automatically moaned out something about Arizona being an adult and not a five-year-old anymore, but followed her nonetheless.
"Nice way to avoid the parentals," Callie admired, once they finally reached the water and Arizona dragged them both right in.
"I just wanted time for the two of us. We haven't seen each other in months, Calliope."
"I know, I know. That's my fault. I'm really sorry, Zo. I've just been trying to prove to my dad that I can do this whole hotel stuff without him looking over my shoulder every time I try to do something on my own."
"Tell me about it. My mom even tried to visit once a month these past couple of months to help me with the line. Like, seriously? I love her. You know that. But Arington is mine and I want to make a name for myself without her."
Callie fumbled for Arizona's hand under the water and once she caught it in her grip, she squeezed reassuringly. "From what I've heard and read, you're already making a pretty good name for yourself. The line is beautiful, by the way. I don't tell you that enough."
Blushing, Arizona quickly let out a 'thank you' and ducked under water, pulling Callie with her. When both resurfaced, Callie was glaring, hair a mess, and eyeliner already smudging down her cheeks. "Was that really necessary?"
"You think six months has changed me?"
Pretending to ponder the question for a few moments, Callie had Arizona in a fit of giggles. "Yeah, right, you're right. You'll never grow up."
"Hey, at least I remind you of your childhood."
Before Callie could respond, Arizona was swimming away, turning around and winking at the Latina once she was out of reach. "Tag. You're it."