Title: What Does the Wolf Say?

Author: zenparadox

Pairing: Callie/Arizona

Rating: T

Disclaimer: Not mine, I'm just playing.

Summary: The latest addition to my Hospital-on-a-Hellmouth series. Sequel to: A Demon, a Goddess, and a Muse/The Hubris Incident/The Kepner Method/Hypocrisy Oath/Halloween Hootenanny/Hades' Ladies.

Author's Note: This was just a drabble that turned into a mini fic. Just for kicks. Nothing serious.

Chapter: 1/2

Having been recently thrust into the supernatural side of Grey Sloan Memorial hospital, via an almost spoiled wedding- due to shenanigans of the ex-goddess, ex-demon, ex-cranial facial specialist, and currently-trapped-in-ancient-Greece Lauren Boswell, who was hell-bent on ruining the Robbins-Torres' lives, April Kepner found herself being summoned by Bokhee, who up until last week, she thought was just a scrub nurse.

"Walk with me April," Bokhee said. "And make use of that tablet you are always carrying around. I need you to find me a few things."

"Ok sure, what do you need?"

"I need a tranquilizer pistol, a large animal cage, and some shackles," Bokhee responded. "And, um, a little discretion, if you wouldn't mind."

"Oh, uh… of course," April chuckled. "Whatever you get up to in the privacy of your own…"

"Dr. Kepner," Bokhee interrupted. "If I'd wanted someone to make sarcastic comments instead of help, I would have summoned Dr. Yang."

"Check, sarcasm is not on the list of things you need," April said. "I'm sorry. What's this all about?"

Bokhee looked around to make sure they were alone. "Just a precaution, my dear, just a precaution."

"A precaution for what?"

"Nothing… nothing…" Bokhee looked around again. "Totally unrelated, but could you make sure Dr. Murphy isn't scheduled to work during next week's full moon?"

The following week, Callie and Cristina drew the short straws and had to pull the overnight shift… just not as doctors- tonight they were guardians of the supernatural.

Leah sighed from inside the cage, "I don't understand why I'm here. What do you need to observe me for, and why do you have a gun?"

"It's not a 'gun' it's a tranquilizer pistol," Cristina replied. "And you don't need to know the why's and what for's of what we do."

"It's just a precaution Murphy," Callie replied. "You got bit a couple weeks ago… and we are just trying to consider every option. Trust me, it's for your own safety."

"Ok, I understand observation, but what I don't understand," Leah whined some more. "Is why I am in this cage?"

"That's for our safety," Cristina answered.

"Can't you just humor us?" Callie said. "Just for tonight? I promise, we'll explain everything, if…"

"If things get a little 'hairy'," Cristina interrupted, and chuckled at her own joke.

"You guys are weird," Leah said. She looked around the room in the basement, she couldn't wait to tell Heather about it. Her and the other residents had spent countless hours discussing what the four attendings, well five now, with Dr. Kepner's recent inclusion, did in this secret room. It was kind of exciting to be invited down here, it felt like a privilege… until they asked her to step into the cage. "Is uh… Dr. Robbins coming?"

"No," Callie replied, frustrated. "We just got back from our honeymoon, could you not?"

"Ok," Cristina said as she stood and handed Callie the tranquilizer gun. "This is my queue to go get us a snack from the machine. Are you feeling particularly carnivorous, Murphy? Oh… maybe you want something sweet, like a MoonPie?"

"Whatever is fine," Leah replied.

Cristina left the two alone, Callie looked directly at Leah and asked, "What is wrong with you?"

"Um, I don't know, you tell me Dr. Torres," She replied. "I don't even really know why I'm here…"

"No, I don't mean…" Callie sighed, she shook her head. "You realize that you have no chance with her, right?"

"What… how did… I mean… really? No chance?" Leah mumbled. "I just thought…"

"What? That a married woman would take interest in you?" Callie said. "Why would you even want someone who was taken?"

"What are you talking about?" Leah questioned. "I'm not… she's not married. She's not even dating anyone… as far as I know."

"Wait… who are you talking about?" Callie asked.

"Who are you talking about?" Leah asked.

"Arizona," Callie replied.

"Heather," Leah replied at the same time.

"Oh, well…" Callie said. "That's different, I thought…"

"You thought I was interested in your wife?" Leah asked. "Oh my god… NO way, just no, I'm not at all interested in Dr. Robbins…"

"You're always… asking about her… and, and hanging about," Callie defended. "And she's a very beautiful woman, why wouldn't you be interested in her? She's smart, funny, and completely hot... a fantastic doctor and teacher… what about her don't you like?" Callie was getting a bit worked up.

"So now you are mad that I don't like her?" Leah asked.

"What? No, I just…" Callie sighed. "I'm sorry. I'm crazy… I just saw something that I thought… but, apparently it really was nothing."

"I, mean, if she wasn't totally in love with you… I would definitely go for her," Leah laughed. "But you have nothing to worry about. Really. I wish someone would look at me the way she looks at you."

They sat in silence for a couple minutes before Callie blurted, "So, Brooks, huh? She's cute. I like her haircut."

"Yeah, uh… I mean, I do kind of like her, and actually I was trying to be friendly with Dr. Robbins, so that when I approached her to ask her advice on how to ask out another woman, she wouldn't think I was weird."

"Oh, well, she thinks you're weird anyway…" Callie said. "But she likes weird."

"Well, that's obvious," Leah remarked and pointed at Callie, her shackle clanked against the floor. "Anyway, I've never really liked a woman before, but recently… I've had some thoughts."

Callie laughed, "You know, you could ask me about it… I happen to be the other half of Dr. Robbins' relationship. Plus, I was a late bloomer too... I used to be married to man."

"Huh, I didn't know that." Leah replied. "So, how did you know? Was Dr. Robbins the first…"

Before Callie could answer, they were interrupted by a gentle knock on the door and then the sound of the electronic code being typed in and the lock unlatching. Arizona pushed through the door letting it swing shut behind, she didn't notice that it failed to re-latch, "Hey, how are things down here?"

"Good," Callie smiled at her wife, "I thought you were heading home?"

"I got pulled into a consult, but I'm finished now," Arizona said. "I just wanted to swing by and check on things before I grabbed Sof from daycare. So, uh… any interesting… developments?"

"Actually, yes…" Callie said. "Turns out, Murphy doesn't have the hots for you."

"She doesn't?" Arizona pouted. "Why not? I'm hot."

"I know, people are always lining up for you," Callie teased, she moved in closer to Arizona.

"Calliope, don't be mean," Arizona said.

"Oh, Murphy, you may want to look away," Callie said. "Because I'm about to kiss the pout of my wife's face, and if you weren't questioning your sexuality before…"

Callie grabbed her wife, her left hand found Arizona's hair, her right, still holding the tranquilizer gun, moved around her back and pulled her into an embrace. "Are you ready? Because I'm about to kiss you senseless."

"Bring it," Arizona replied.

Just as their lips were about to meet, the door burst open and Alex Karev stepped in.

"I knew you guys just used this room to make out."

"Alex!" Arizona jumped. "What are you doing here?"

"I followed you," His eyes roamed the room as he looked around. "You forgot to sign the discharge…" His gaze stopped on Leah in the cage, shackled to the wall. "What the? Why do you have Murphy locked up in a cage?"

Callie's eyes were wide with alarm, "We uh, she's… um… we're just… doing a…" She stuttered, unable to think of their practiced response in her panicked state, so she did what any normal person would do in this situation.

She shot him.

Cristina returned to the room with an armful of snacks, just in time to catch Alex's tranquilized body, as it slowly crumpled to the floor.