A.N. All credit to Shonda. All characters belong to her, and to the show Grey's Anatomy, and certainly not to me.

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"This really kinda works," Callie sighed as she lay with her wife, her brain threatening to carry her off to sleep.

"Mmm. I know what you mean. Owen was totally right. I haven't felt this good at night, well, since..." Arizona blushed, not that Callie could tell, recalling the last time they had tried to be intimate with each other again.

While Arizona had still felt uncomfortable with sex, they had regained some of their initial passion; both feeling as though a step had been taken in the right direction when it came to fully healing their relationship.

"Hmmm. Well if you're feeling that good, I definitely don't want you talking about Owen," Callie mumbled into Arizona's ear, "I hear lots of people get up to all sort of things at the beach. With... differing levels of success."

Callie chuckled, remembering poor Bailey's recount of her experiences on her honeymoon. "Could we take this back to our hotel room?"

"Callie, what?" Arizona asked, clearly very confused. "We're at home.."

"Honey, we were pretending to be at the beach. I was trying to, I don't know, be spontaneous? Or... Maybe sexy?"

"Oh. Well. Oops. Sorry," Arizona giggled, "I didn't mean to ruin a perfectly good trip to the beach. If it helps, though, you never need to try and be any more sexy," pausing to lean over and nip her wife's earlobe, Arizona continued, softly whispering; "I don't think I could handle it."

"Oh? Is that so?"

With Owen and Bailey long forgotten, Callie reached over to capture her wife's lips in a soft, yet potently suggestive kiss, requesting entrance into her mouth while readjusting so her body lay over Arizona's. Recognising that her previous anger at Dr. Cahill had translated into passion that was making her move considerably faster than she would under normal circumstances, Callie considered slowing down, but something about Arizona's earlier comment boosted her self confidence in continuing the kiss.

Arizona, while not expecting Callie to move so fast, especially after all she had been doing to try and make sure she felt comfortable, safe and ready again, wasn't complaining about the new change of pace. Sometimes surprises were good, and this one was certainly very welcome.

Heating up their kiss by letting her hands wander up the back of Callie's shirt, she paused. Something that had been niggling at the back of her mind was finally getting the better of her, and she had to know.

Pulling away, she asked, "honey, have you, um, have you been working out?"

This time it was Callie's turn to blush.

"Well, yeah, I guess. I mean, Mark had all this equipment in his apartment and when I couldn't sleep after getting Sof up I sometimes... I don't know. Do you, uh, do you like it?"

"Do I like it? Really? God Calliope, have you no idea what you do to me? Turn the light on, I need to see this!"

"What? No, don't be ridiculous."

"I'm serious Callie! Light on, shirt off!"

While Arizona had seen her wife in varying levels of nakedness since the accident, she hadn't been paying enough attention to notice the little differences in her appearance.

"Arizona, I'm not taking my shirt off. This is stupid."

"Oh. You're not? Okay. That's fine. I only wanted to be able to see as I ran my hands up your back, and maybe over your stomach, all the way up t-"

Arizona's teasing was interrupted by Callie's rushed and slightly violent removal of her shirt, flinging it across the room in haste.

"H-wohw" was Arizona's only response as her eyes fell upon the toned arms and stomach of her wife.

"How could you not have told me you were working out?"

"Well, I mean, I'm not really any more. Not since I've been home, anyway."

"Well, I am most Definitely enjoying this," Arizona whispered, leaning into Callie and wrapping her arms around her neck as she re-kindled their earlier kiss.