Title: Dreaming
Author: gabs88
Pairing: Callie/Arizona
Summary: Callie and Arizona are barely a month into their relationship. It's becoming everything they could have ever wanted. What could possibly change that?
Rating: T for now
Disclaimer: All characters belong to ABC/Shonda Rhimes.
Note: This is my first attempt at a longer Callie and Arizona fic. So here we go!
This starts from the end of season five episode twenty two, then goes its own way. I will run parallels with the show at times though but some events are changed so they fit with my plot :) because I can do that.
Chapter One.
Bliss
Stretching onto her back, Callie reached an arm across her bed and frowned to feel it empty. The other side should have had a half asleep blonde in it. Bringing her hand up to rub the sleep from her eyes, Callie forced them open. Still half asleep, she looked across the bed to confirm what her hand had just told her. Very empty. Sitting up slightly on her elbow, Callie looked around her room. A half smile fell on her lips. Douvet cover on the floor, clothes in disarray around the room. All a sign of the pure awesomeness of last night. She looked at the bedside clock and saw it was only five thirty in the morning. Her smile grew a little at the site of the empty pizza box sitting next to it, eaten piece by piece at various stages throughout the night.
Her wits slowly coming to her, Callie heard the water running and finally realised Arizona had slipped off into the shower.
Four weeks in, and Callie knew she was smitten. Usually one to fall hard and fast, she knew that four weeks wasn't long. But with how she was feeling, damn the time rules. Because she was one very smitten kitten. And she had already broken one of her usual habits, and that was enough personal growth for her for the time being. She had waited awhile to sleep with Arizona. She was generally, and this wasn't something she was proud of, a first or second date kind of girl.
Arizona was different.
Erica had taken awhile due to the general fear of what sex would entail. She'd waited with Arizona because she had a slight fear of getting burnt again, but also because she genuinely wanted to get to know her. They'd also had their first kind of argument the day before, and she had discovered that they made up very, very well.
Laying back down, Callie rolled onto her stomach and buried her smiling face into a pillow. It only made her smile more as the smell of Arizona invaded her senses.
Sex with Arizona was what had expected sex with Erica to be. It was different. She didn't believe it was a girl thing versus a boy thing. She was starting to think it was simply an Arizona and Callie thing.
Rolling back and slipping out of bed herself, Callie padded across the carpet and into the bathroom, knocking slightly on the door so as not to startle Arizona. As nice as it would have been to just slide in quietly behind her, she didn't feel like getting a black eye because she shocked her by having someone enter the shower without warning.
It sounds funny, but she'd accidently done that exact thing to her first boyfriend after he crept in, trying to be smooth.
Callie saw Arizona turn in the shower. She blessed God, the building's Architect and sand in general for getting hot for the fact that she had a glass shower at that point. Arizona was wet, naked and looked incredible.
Arizona's lips quirked up in a grin, "Hey, you. Join me?"
Not needing to be asked twice, Callie pulled open the door and slid in. Steam billowed around them. Callie stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Arizona's waist. She almost shivered at the feeling of her wet skin pressed flush up against her.
Arizona's arms wrapped around her and she felt Arizona nuzzle into her neck, kissing the damp skin there.
"Calliope?" Arizona's voice was husky, almost a whisper.
Callie hummed in response.
"Did you know you taste absolutely amazing?"
Callie felt her face flush with heat. Tilting her head down, she brushed her lips down Arizona's cheek, stopping near her lips, not quite making contact. She looked into Arizona's shockingly blue eyes, eyes she sometimes felt could see straight through her.
Eyes that had darkened last night with desire. Eyes that had looked up at her from between her legs as she came, the look in them intensifying her oragsm ten fold.
Eyes that at this moment, had the same look as last night.
Callie brushed her lips closer to Arizona's. That look in Arizona's eye pulled her in and she pressed her lips against the blondes, relishing in the feel of her mouth opening against hers, her tongue rolling against her own.
This woman was going to be the death of her.
They emerged an hour later, hair still damp. Arizona took a seat at the bar in the kitchen, leaning on her chin on her hands and watching Callie float around the kitchen, making coffee and getting food organised.
"Do you need a hand?"
Callie looked up from the spooning coffee into the coffee make and smile, "I've got it." She leant over the bar and Arizona met her half way, pressing a kiss onto her lips. Callie had meant to make it a quick kiss, something light, but she found them both deepening it. Arizona's mouth parted and Callie sucked on her bottom lip, still swollen from the hours over night and their not so quickie in the shower.
Dropping the bag of coffee on the bar, she raised a hand up behind Arizona's neck, pulling her in tighter. She felt Arizona's hand lift up to rest her fingertips on her collarbone. Callie sighed into the kiss as Arizona trailed her fingers down, slipping them under the collar of her shift and running the tips around the outline of her bra. Her fingers started to slip under the material, the thought of coffee and breakfast and the fact that they had made a pact in the shower to actually get to work on time forgotten.
The sound of her door swinging open made them both jump and turn, hands falling away.
A very delighted looking Mark stood in the doorway, "Ladies, please, don't stop because of me."
Arizona sat down, looking disgruntled. Callie rolled her eyes, returning to making the coffee and slipping toast into the toaster.
"There's such a thing as knocking, Mark."
Mark shrugged, "Why would I do that when it means missing out on moments like that one?"
Callie raised an eyebrow at him over the coffee pot, "Stop. Or I'll take my spare key off of you."
Mark did nothing to tone down his grin, but swallowed back whatever his next comment was and sat himself down beside Arizona, who leaned back in her bar stool.
"Morning, Mark."
"It would appear to be a good morning, Blondie."
Callie rolled her eyes again. Trust Mark.
"So, I got my role of best man taken away from me yesterday. I was looking forward to looking stupidly chiseled in my suit up near that alter."
Callie laughed as she handed over a coffee to each of the two seated at the bench, "I think everyone would have been looking at Derek, anyway."
Arizona blew on the top of her coffee and took a sip. Callie tried not to stare at her lips as the made a perfect 'O' and then wrapped them around the rim of the cup.
"Well, my moment's gone anyway. There's no way those two are getting down the aisle now. Grey will happily stay engaged until she's old and grey." Mark smirked at his own joke and stared pointedly at the women in front of him, "Come on. That was funny."
Arizona raised her eyebrows at him as she took another sip of coffee.
"I think little Grey has killed your humour." Callie said with a smirk, sipping her own coffee.
####
Life at work had gotten intense. Izzie had seemed like she may be improving, but rumur around the hospital was she had another tumour in her brain and Derek wanted to operate and the Oncology surgeon wanted chemotherapy. Karev appeared near breaking point, his post 'I wed Izzy' happy moment gone at the news of the decision they faced. Merideth and Derek were wondering around like they'd gotten married when really they'd gotten out of their wedding from hell. George looked ready to throw in the towel and leave all together. Christina and Hunt...well, no one knew what was going on with those two.
Callie and Arizona were apparently the only two wondering around in a blissfull bubble. Well, except maybe Sloan and Little Grey. They seemed to have a bubble, too.
Callie was not comfortable with the surgery she had just carried out. Amputating a healthy leg did not sit well with her, and she still didn't feel as if she should have let Hunt talk her into it.
Walking into the hallway after scrubbing out, Callie just wanted to sit down and have some lunch with Arizona. She needed to hash out the last four hours. Looking at her watch she almost pouted. It was after three, way past lunch time. Callie pondered a power nap. A fifteen minute crashout in the nearest on call room would be heaven. She pondered paging Arizona to the room for something a little more fun than napping, but remembered she had her big surgery to lure in Bailey today.
Pouting more now that she'd have to nap alone, Callie stopped at the nearest on call room and pushed the door open gingerly, poking her head around it to peer inside. A sigh of relief left her lips. The room was empty. Far more often than she would have liked she got bombarded with the site of naked people doing naked time things when on the search for a place to sleep.
Then she heard a hiccough. Confused, Callie poked her head further into the room. Someone, a very blonde someone, was leaning against the wall looking at the ground. Callie flicked the light on and saw Arizona in front of her.
Delighted, Callie stepped in and shut the door behind her, flipping the lock.
The delight fell away as Arizona looked up, startled to be caught. Her eyes were red and it was clear she'd been crying.
"Arizona?" Calie stepped forward, "What's wrong?" They hadn't been dating long and Callie was still learning things about Arizona. Like if she wanted to be cuddled when upset, or left alone, or given space and time to talk.
She figured she did the right thing when Arizona stood up straighter and wiped her eyes, "Calliope." She gave a watery smile, "Nothings wrong."
Callie quirked an eyebrow at her, "Clearly."
Arizona sighed, "I stood up to Chief Webber"
Callie looked confused. Then amused.
"I have authority issues. "
Callie pursed her lips together.
Arizona heaved a sigh, "I'm not even upset or sad. I stand up to authority figures, especially those with an air like my father, and that's it. I'm done."
Callie pursed her lips tighter.
"Are-are you trying not to laugh at me?"
Callie made her eyes wide. She didn't attempt to speak. She didn't think she could. She attempted to shake her head 'no'.
Arizona gave a 'huff' and went to stalk past Callie to the door. Callie grabbed at her arm and could help it, she burst out laughing.
Arizona stood there, looking half amused and half pissed off, as Callie clung to her and laughed.
"That," Callie gasped, "Is the most adorable thing I've ever heard."
Arizona pressed her lips together and rolled her eyes, but allowed Callie to cling to her as her laughter subsided.
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Arizona had Callie pressed against her apartment door, grateful the hallway to that level was empty. Callie was desperately using one hand to hunt for her keys and the other was wrapped in Arizona's hair, not wanting to stop what they were doing for a second.
Arizona pulled her lips away, moving them to kiss along Callie's jaw line and down her neck. She loved Callies jaw. She had the most amazing bone structure.
"Callie," Arizona moved her lips to just below Callie's ear lobe, "Open your door. Now."
Callie whimpered, "Can't find my keys."
Arizona grazed her teeth against Callie's skin. Pushing her thigh up between her legs, she rocked against Callie, feeling the woman roll her hips against her in response. Running her hand down Callie's side, she slipped her hand into her pocket, feeling Callie gasp at her searching fingers.
She pulled the keys out with a jingle, "These keys?"
She held them up innocently.
Callie grinned and snatched them, turning around to open the door. They half fell through it, Arizona shoving it closed behind her. They kept their momentum, kissing all the while, leaving a trail of clothes behind them that led to the bedroom.
Callie pushed Arizona down onto the bed, forced to follow as the woman wrapped her arms around her neck and her legs around her waist. Callie put her hand to Arizona's thigh, feeling their bodies pressed tight against each other. She never would have known how much she could love the feel of a woman with her legs wrapped around her, nothing but the material of her underwear separating her heat from her own. Callie rocked herself against her, relishing in how Arizona threw her head back, leaving her neck exposed. Callie ran her lips down her skin, sucking at her pulse point.
The hospital was a mess. Karev and Izzie were stuck making the impossible decision to cut or poison a tumor away. Hunt was choking people, or well, dealing with the repercussions of that. George's sad eyes followed Callie everywhere. Bailey was torn between specialties.
But here? Here everything was perfect.
Callie ran her tongue over Arizona's nipple, smirking to herself as fingers wrapped into her hair none too gently and a hiss escaped from the blondes mouth.
Here, nothing was touching them.
Except each other.
####
Arizona stood at the nurses station, clicking her pen absent mindedly as she stared at the notes in front of her.
Five weeks. Almost five weeks now, her and Callie had been dating. They had now been sleeping together for a few days of that.
The sex was mind blowing.
Arizona clicked her pen one last time and leant over the notes, signing off on what she had been entering.
The sex was mind blowing and she couldn't remember the last time she had dated someone for almost five weeks.
Five weeks was not a long time. It was incredibly short, really. They still had a hell of a lot of things to learn about each other. Her embarrassing moment yesterday when she was caught teared up showed that.
Yet still, this was her longest dating period in a long time. And there was just something about them when they were together. Arizona felt they were just...fluid. They laughed, and danced and talked. It all came so easily.
Arizona handed the notes to a nurse who was reaching for them with a smile.
Good God, the sex was mind blowing.
Walking down the hallway towards the cafeteria, Arizona slipped her hands into her lab coat pockets. Entering the room, she spied Callie sitting near the back. She had two trays in front of her. Arizona walked up to the table, smiling as Callie looked up and saw her heading over and smiled herself. Callies smile took her breath away.
Callie pushed a chair out for her, "I hope you like mac and cheese. Atleast that's what I think it is."
Arizona picked up a plastic fork and poked at it. She put the fork down and instead popped a cherry tomato in her mouth, "The salad looks amazing."
Callie laughed, "Smart choice."
"Dinner at your place tonight? I'll cook."
Callie looked intruiged, "You cook?"
"I'll have you know, Calliope, I work magic in the kitchen."
Callie raised her eyebrows, "Oh, I believe that."
"We need to get through one task without...that. At some point, anyway." Arizona popped a piece of carrot in her mouth, not really meaning what she was saying.
Callie smirked slightly, "We brushed our teeth this morning."
"You barely let me rinse out the toothepaste before I was pressed against the bathroom sink."
"Dinner. Tonight. You're cooking."
"Deal."
####
The ringing was getting insistent and Arizona was having trouble getting into her bag. Juggling several bags of groceries, she was not having much luck getting into her hand bag. Standing in front of Callies door, she considered head butting it as a form of knocking then realised she could just put the bags down. Before she got to that, the door swung open and Callie leant forward rescuing her from the bags.
"I could hear you ringing from the bedroom."
Arizona flashed her a grin, "Thanks"
Fishing her phone out of her bag, she frowned at the 'Private Number' flashing at her and flipped it open, "Arizona Robbins?"
Callie wandered in with the bags, putting them down on the bar top and starting to unpack, not paying any attention to the conversation going on in her door way. She flicked her eyes up to perve quickly, marveling at how insanely hot Arizona was. Not many women pulled of knee high boots and skinny jeans like she could.
Slightly disappointed she hadn't gotten to follow through on the plan of pushing Arizona against the door as she'd entered the apartment and showing her just what she'd been thinking of all day, romantic home cooked meal be damned, Callie figured it was probably a good thing. Currently, every moment turned sexual with them, and maybe if they atleast started cooking dinner they'd complete that task before getting distracted by each other.
"Thank you. I'll, ah, talk to you tomorrow."
Callie looked up from where she was pouring Arizona a glass of white wine. Handing it over to the blonde across the bar top, she drew her eyebrows together in a puzzled expression at the look on Arizona's face.
"Is everything okay?"
Arizona reached forward to take the glass of wine. She didn't drink it, just placed it in front of her, keeping a hand on it like it was a security blanket.
"Yeah. It's...it's good."
Arizona was staring at her wine, not looking Callie in the eye.
Callie was getting more confused.
Arizona drew in a breath, finally raising her eyes up to look at Callie, "That call was to tell me I just won a Carter Madison Grant."
Callies mouth fell open and she almost dropped the bottle of red she had started to pour herself. Blinking once, she gasped.
"OH my God! Arizona!" Callie put the bottle down, walking quickly around the kitchen top towards Arizona, who had dropped her eyes back to the wine glass and was staring at it was a distant look on her face. "Arizona! That's amazing! I didn't know you applied. Congratulations!"
Reaching a hand out, she pulled Arizona into a hug. She felt her arms wrap loosly around her waist. Pulling back slightly, Callie raised her hands up to cup Arizona's cheeks, a delighted grin on her face.
"Look at you, you're in shock."
"Callie-"
"A Carter Maddison! I'm dating a Carter Maddison winner. Get that shocked look off your face, this is incred-"
"Calliope!" Callie snapped her mouth shut. Arizona raised her hands to sit over Callies, still resting on her face. She looked intently into Callie's eyes for a minute. Arizona's face was a cross between trepidation and excitement. "Callie. The grants for an application I made six months ago. It's to open a clinic. In Malawi." Callies mouth fell open again. "Malawi, Africa. For two years."
Arizona felt what she'd been dreading.
She felt Callie's hands slip off from her cheeks, out from her grasp.