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Since we are all hurting regardless of who we ship, I've decided to fix up WYWG PT II and repost the few chapters I'd originally put out for it. Also, I will be continuing it if people want that to happen. Hopefully, some of my original Calzona followers are still here. If so, thanks for holding on. This is a continuation of 'Wherever You Will Go.'
Let's get to it!
Characters belong to Shonda. The rest is mine.
Chapter One
CALLIE'S POV
"Jesus Christ!" Holding my breath, I sit on the edge of an unfamiliar king-size bed. You can do this! You can do this! My heart is pounding out of my chest right now and I'm not sure I can make it to the staircase, let alone the lobby of this hotel.
"Pretty sure he ain't going to help you right now." Yang laughs from her spot by the window. She has been standing there for almost thirty minutes and she's beginning to make me feel uncomfortable. She has been here way longer than she had planned to stay, and to be honest, way longer than I'd expected her to stay. "Get your ass up, Torres. I have a date with tequila!"
"Oh, yeah! You just worry about your alcoholic needs and leave me alone to slowly die!" I scoff. "Why did I get left with you? Arizona has Mer, and I get you!"
"Um, duh! I'm the best. That's why you are left with me!" She shakes her head. "I know your girl didn't survive a stabbing so you could bail on her."
"I'm not bailing." I roll my eyes. "I just, I feel a little nauseous."
"Mm, whatever." Cristina glances out of the window. "They're waiting, Torres."
"So they can wait another five minutes." Shrugging my shoulders, I stand and straighten myself out again. "Do I look okay?"
"You look fine."
"I look fine? What does that even mean? You are supposed to tell me I look amazing, gorgeous, heartstoppingly beautiful." Feeling my anxiety settling back in, I start pacing the floor. "Fine!"
"Okay, chill. You look great, Cal." Cristina tries to reassure me but the damage is done. "Arizona is going to drop when she sees you."
Satisfied that it won't get much better from my supposed friend, I grab my bouquet and take another deep breath. "Right, okay. Let's do this!"
"Finally!" A roll of the eyes from Christina and the two of us are heading out of the door before I've had time to process it. "You ready?"
"As ready as I'm ever going to be," I state as I release a deep breath and make the long descent down the stone staircase I have repeatedly used over the past few days. They seem different. Longer. Harder.
Oh God, what if she changes her mind? What if I fall. Oh, crap. I'm going to fall. I know it. Yang will laugh. The entire party will laugh. Arizona will walk away embarrassed. This is a nightmare. Why did we have to bring so many people? Shit! Slowly making my way down, my mind has suddenly decided that it would be best to go into overdrive. Because I don't have enough to think about right now. Closing my eyes as I reach the bottom of the staircase, I feel the sun hit my face and it relaxes me a little. That's good. That feels good. Taking another minute before I glance around, I realize exactly why I'm doing this. Why I'm standing on a beach, in Portugal, in a white dress and barefoot. I don't ever want anybody else in my life. That is why I'm doing this. Knowing that Arizona is waiting down the other end of the huge row of chairs, I feel a little peace settle within me.
Spotting my father to the side of me, I glance at him as he wipes a tear from his jawline. Daddy never cries. Smiling at him, he pulls me into a strong embrace and I give myself a minute to breathe. Just breathe, Torres. You've got this. I know I've got this. Arizona Robbins was made for me. I was born to be with her. I've known this for a long time.
"Mija, you look beautiful. I am so proud of you." Pulling back and giving me a knowing smile, I give him a nod and wait for my cue. "It's okay. I'm going to be okay." Mumbling to myself, I didn't expect my father to hear me.
"Of course you will be okay, Calliope. You are marrying the woman you were supposed to be with a long long time ago." Fixing his suit, he clears his throat and stands tall. "Come on now, she's waiting."
Just walk, Torres. Putting one foot in front of the other, I flinch when I hear the music beginning to flow through the wind of the most beautiful place we have ever visited. Rows upon rows of people giving me a smile, I feel calm… and as I look up from the sand, I find those eyes. Those blue eyes that had pierced through my soul one rainy night in a Seattle bar. Those blue eyes that roam my body on a daily basis. Those blue eyes I almost lost. Never to be seen again. Arizona Robbins. My Arizona. The love of my life. The most amazing woman ever to walk the earth. That's why you are doing this, Torres. You love her. Smiling as I approach Arizona, my father on my arm, I throw my gorgeous blonde a wink and step up beside her. "Thank you, Daddy."
"Good luck, Mija." My father smiles before placing a kiss on my cheek. Giving Arizona a knowing smile, he steps aside and wipes another tear from his jawline.
The next twenty minutes are spent simply gazing into each other's eyes. Neither of us has paid any attention to what is being said, and neither of us cares. We are standing on a beach, barefoot, and ready to commit to spending the rest of our lives with one another. What is there to listen to? Hearing the word 'vows', Arizona snaps her head around to look at the woman who is taking care of proceedings. Gaining a slight nod and a smile from me, her eyes are locked on mine and I take a breath. No rush, baby. We have forever.
"Calliope, I never imagined that we would be standing here today. I never imagined I would ever find someone as beautiful and kind as you. You simply didn't exist in my world. But then you appeared. You came into my life and oh my god, it was the most amazing feeling." She smiles. "We have so much to do together, so much to see together. You have been nothing short of amazing, and I am so ready to start our lives together. You, me, and whoever we may meet along the way." Squeezing my hands, her dimples pop and I fall in love all over again. "You are it for me, Calliope Torres. You are the only woman who could ever make me feel the way I feel, and every day I spend with you is a blessing. Knowing that this is the beginning of the rest of our lives together gives me the most incredible feeling, and I know that no matter what, we will always have each other." My eyes closing, I simply listen to her gorgeous voice promising me forever. "I love you, Calliope. Every single thing about you, and I promise to love you, Forever."
Watching as tears roll down my cheek, Arizona raises her hand and runs her thumb along my cheek. "Don't cry, baby." She whispers.
Giving my soon to be wife a smile, I take a breath. "This, being here with you, it is like nothing I've ever felt in my life. Am I scared? I'm terrified… but I know that whatever comes our way we can manage. We have proven that time and time again." Arizona tilts her head a little and smirks. "You are something else, Arizona. You are strong, and you are brave, and I love that about you. This wasn't supposed to happen to me. I wasn't supposed to get the dream and the girl. No. But I did. I did and look at us. Look at you." My thumb brushes the back of her hand. "You are beautiful and I know that I will spend the rest of my life, our life, loving you unconditionally. The thought of waking up next to you for the rest of my life, it's just…I don't even know how to describe it. You, Arizona Robbins are one in a million. More than I ever could have hoped for. Thank you for making me the happiest woman in the world, and I promise to I love you, too, Forever."
The sun setting behind us, and the light breeze flowing through Arizona's beautiful blonde curls, everything about this moment is perfect. Truth be told, I never thought we would make it this far. All that time ago when I proposed to Arizona, things were good. Amazing even. But then one thing after another led both of us to believe that maybe it never would and never could happen. Slipping on our rings, we impatiently wait to hear the words we have both longed to hear for some time. This is incredible. The location, our family, and friends, the love we have for each other. Nothing could ever compare. Pulling me in for a searing kiss, my wife gives me everything she has. Every emotion, every feeling we have shared over the past two and a half years that has led us to this moment. The moment when we would become one. Officially.
ARIZONA'S POV
The party in full swing, we both work our way through our friends and family. Christina and Meredith well on their way to being steaming drunk, I roll my eyes and bypass their table. Some things never change. Finding my way to the table Carlos is sitting at, I take up the empty seat beside him and smile. "Mr. Torres."
"Arizona, there will be none of that." He waves off my formal address of him. "Carlos is fine."
"Sorry, I, um, I just wanted to thank you for being here today. I know how much it meant to Callie. Me, also."
"I'm happy that I could be here." He smiles. "I hope everything went as planned."
"Well, your daughter met me at the altar, so anything else is irrelevant." I give him a genuine smile. "I think we are going to take a walk along the beach soon. Just, you know, in case you are looking for either of us."
"Do you want me to have someone walk with you both? You won't even know they are there." Carlos suggests. "I could do it?"
"I think we will be okay. We won't head too far out. We just want to relax for a little while. I know this place will be crazy soon, especially if my friends have anything to do with it." I stand and smile. "Enjoy yourself, Carlos."
"That's the plan, Arizona. You have my cell number. Call me if you need anything. Don't leave without any means of contact." He gives me a knowing look. I know he means well and he is just protecting us both, but I wish this would end. The backup. The safety net we constantly seem to have around us.
"We won't."
Leaving the table, I scan the room for my wife. My wife. Finding her knocking back a shot with Meredith and Cristina, I narrow my eyes. "I swear if she is drunk I'll kill her." Grumbling to myself, I make my way through the crowd, being pulled in by different friends and relatives along the way, before finally coming face to face with my wife. "Calliope?"
"Mm, hello beautiful." She smiles as she presses a soft kiss to my lips. "Everything okay?"
"Yeah, um, shall we take that walk?"
"In a little while. I, uh, I have something I need to do first." She smiles and throws me a wink.
"Oh, okay." I shrug. "Just come find me when you are ready." Pressing a kiss to red lips, I leave my wife to go and mingle. Unsure of what it was she has to do, I move through the reception room and decide not to think too much of it. It is our wedding day. Whatever it is, it can wait.
Glancing around the room, I try not to be too on guard. I try, but it's hard. We've been watching our backs for the past six months. Yes, six months since Carlos had his people make the calls that needed to be made. Six months since we found out that Jaida was definitely the person who attacked me. I hate it, and I have become much more anxious when I'm out in public. The fact that we are thousands of miles away at a beach in Portugal seems to make no difference, though. The worry is always there in the back of my mind, regardless of the distance from as a familiar figure takes to the stage, I turn and focus my attention on the shadow. God, I've missed this. I've missed her doing what she does best. I know exactly what is coming. Finding an empty spot close to the stage, I watch as the band we have hired shuffle off and the only person left is my wife. My Calliope.
"Hey, guys. I'd like to thank you all for coming today. We don't do anything easily, so it means so much that so many people took the time to fly out and share our beautiful special day with us. Now, this one is for the only woman ever to truly capture my heart. The only woman who will ever have my heart. The only woman who I will ever love. My wife. Where are you, baby?" Finding my blue eyes that she insists she had fallen in love with the first time she saw them, Callie smiles and throws me a wink. "This is for you, beautiful. I love you."
Picking up the guitar that I bought her some time ago, she runs her fingers over the inscription. If you're lost you can look and you will find me…time after time. Pulling at the strings, the familiar sound of Callie Torres filters through the huge room we have hired, and then, just like that…the room falls completely silent. Is anyone even breathing?
Your love is bright as ever
Even in the shadows
Baby kiss me
Before they turn the lights out
Your heart is glowing
And I'm crashing into you
Baby kiss me, kiss me
Before they turn the lights out
Before they turn the lights out
Baby love me lights out
In the darkest night hour
I'll search through the crowd
Your face is all that I see
I'll give you everything
Baby, love me lights out
Baby, love me lights out
Glancing around the room, I find tears filling our guest's eyes. It's true, Callie could silence a crowd with just one lyric. She could still hundreds of thousands at Glastonbury, and she could have the entire crowd sing her songs back to her at her tour venues, but none of that matters to her. The only thing that matters is that she is here, on her wedding day, singing to me….her wife. Sure, we have discussed the overuse of her lyrics, but tonight, on her wedding night, she has to show me exactly what I mean to her…and that always comes in the form of song. It was how we met, so this is how it is supposed to be. And I'm totally fine with that.
We don't have forever
Baby daylight's wasting
You better kiss me
Before our time is run out
Nobody sees what we see
They're just hopelessly gazing
Baby take me, take me
Before they turn the lights out
Before time is run out
Baby love me lights out
In the darkest night hour
I'll search through the crowd
Your face is all that I see
I'll give you everything
Baby, love me lights out
Baby, love me lights out
You can turn my lights out
Eyes locking with mine directly in front of her, I can feel our hearts swell more than I ever thought possible. Today has been perfect. Magical. Nothing and nobody could stop us. We are simply unstoppable. Two women, two hearts, molded into one. Giving me her megawatt smile, a single tear falls from deep brown eyes as she finishes her song.
I love you like XO
You love me like XO
You kill me girl XO
You love me like XO
It's all that I see
I'll give you everything
Baby love me lights out
Baby love me lights out
You can turn my lights out
In the darkest night hour
I'll search through the crowd
Your face is all that I see
I'll give you everything
Baby, love me lights out
Baby, love me lights out
You can turn my lights out
Her fingers stopping the sound of her guitar, Callie stands and holds out her hand. Gaining mine in return, she steps down from the stage and takes me in her arms. The sound of our first dance song playing out throughout the room, my wife pulls me in as close as possible and brings her lips to my ear. "You complete me, Arizona. Every day you amaze me, and I will love you until I take my last breath."
Locked in our embrace, Callie's recorded voice plays out for all of our guests to hear. The sound of 'Crazy for you' causing other people to join us on the dance floor, my life is pretty damn perfect right now. This was the first song I'd heard Callie play outside of her set. The first night I went to Callie's hotel room to give back her jacket, I had stood outside the door and listened to the beautiful voice behind the hardwood as it broke down every wall I had ever built around my heart. I've never heard it in full, but it was something Callie recorded during the recording of her album, and it was something no one had ever heard. She had put it away for this day. Satisfied that this song would do the trick, she simply studies my face and smiles. Any other issues could wait for another day, another year. I don't care for them right now. I'm not sure I will ever care for them again. Placing light kisses along my jawline, she smiles. She knows I'm feeling every emotion she is right now, and we are both loving every moment of it. This day? Simply unforgettable.
Hand in hand, we make our way down the steps of our hotel and back out onto the beach. Both of us feeling different than a few hours ago, my smile is reaching my ears for the first time in months. Six months have passed since I was attacked, and although I never thought we would finally be standing at the altar together, I feel like our lives are truly falling into place. After everything we have been through, I can finally call Calliope Torres my wife. My wife. I have a wife. I am a wife. Wow! Chuckling to myself, I catch the attention of the woman walking beside me, barefoot.
"What's so funny?" Callie nudges my shoulder.
"Everything. I mean, can you actually believe that we made it?"
"I can, yeah." She gives me a nod as she looks out into the crystal waters.
"Seriously? You really thought this day would come?"
"I did." Stopping us in our tracks, Callie takes my other hand in her own and stands in front of me. "I always knew this day would come. From the moment I met you, I knew I wanted you to be my wife. I knew I wanted to be your wife. I had to be."
"But we've been through it, Cal." I stare intently. "I mean, really through it."
"We have." She shrugs. "But it wasn't anything we couldn't handle, right?"
"Oh, I don't know." I laugh as I shake my head. "You know the only thing I've thought of lately? Is what would have happened had you not come back to Seattle after your tour ended? What would have happened if I hadn't given you the chance to explain yourself after the whole Claire situation."
"I always knew we would end up together." She tightens her grip on my hands. "Always. It was just always meant to be."
"Well, I'm glad you had that hope because I didn't," I admit. "I honestly thought we were done after that night, you know? I'd like to believe that we'd have worked things out even if it had been down the line, years later, but I'm not as confident as you are. Thank God you came back."
"No, thank God you took me back." Flashing her megawatt smile, Callie brings her hands to my hips and pulls my body flush against her. "And thank you for becoming my wife."
"It's been amazing, huh?"
"Damn right it has." Pressing a kiss to my lips, she moans into my mouth and it sends electricity coursing through me. The warm breeze flowing through our entire beings, I pull back. Sadness settling within me, Callie gazes into my baby blues. "What's wrong?"
"I'm beginning to regret what's coming soon." A single tear falls. "I don't want you to leave, Callie."
"I don't want to leave either. I mean, I only agreed because you made me." I knew this was coming. Damn.
"I know. I'm sure everything will be okay. It's just, you know?" Clearing my throat, I struggle to get my words out. "Jaida."
"Baby, you are okay. We are okay." Continuing on our walk, I can see that Callie's mind is in overdrive. "Arizona?"
"Yeah?"
"Do I need to call Darryl?"
"What? No, no. I just, I'm not looking forward to saying goodbye. I thought it would be okay. And I know we still have two weeks, but those two weeks will disappear before we know it and then I'll be standing at the airport watching you leave." Stopping again, I take a seat in the sand and motion for Callie to join me.
"Baby, you will ruin your dress." She gives me a sad smile.
"I don't care about my dress, Calliope. I just want to sit here with you for a while. Please?"
Taking a seat beside me, Callie places her hand on my material covered thigh and squeezes. "We will be okay. But, if you need me to make some calls, I can totally do that for you."
"No, you've done enough for me, Callie. Now it's time for you to get back to work. Back to your fans. It's your job. I know that." Giving my wife a dimpled smile, I rest my head against her bare tanned shoulder and sigh. "I just wish we could stay here forever."
"You know, I, um… I was looking at a few properties before we flew out here."
"What for?" I furrow my brow.
"For us." Smiling, Callie turns in her spot and faces me. "I just figured we could have a home away from home. If you'd like that, too?"
"You mean buy a place out here?"
"Well, yeah. I mean, I always thought I'd one day buy a home in Spain, but you love it here. And I have to say, it is the most beautiful place I've ever visited, so?"
"That's why we didn't work out a honeymoon, huh? Is that why we are staying on here after the wedding?"
"Yeah, I guess that's part of the reason. I thought we could spend some time doing not very much, whilst wearing not very much, and then we could go looking?"
"I'm sorry, you lost me at the whole naked side of things." I smile as I lean in and capture her lips. Deepening the kiss, I place my hand on her shoulder and push her down. My legs now straddling my beautiful wife beneath me. "I love you, Calliope."
"I love you, too." Forcing herself up, she holds me tight and glances out at the vast body of water in front of us. "As much as I'd love to finish whatever you are quickly starting, I think we should head back."
"I know." I sigh.
"We shouldn't be out alone for too long, and I don't want sand in places it shouldn't be." Gaining a throaty laugh from me, Callie stands and pulls me up to my feet. "Tonight, though, you are all mine." One final kiss and we head back towards our guests, the sound of laughter and music pulling us in.
"I'll be okay, won't I, Cal?"
"Baby, you will be fine. I've upped the security at home, and daddy is on standby should you need him. He said he would have someone watching the house if that would be better?"
"No, the security should be enough. Maybe if I get a little time off, I'll go stay with my parents."
"Or… you could come and visit me." Her million dollar smile appearing, I know she is waiting for me to drop everything and go with her. She knows that isn't possible, though. We both do.
"I will be visiting you, at some point. It's just not as simple as jumping on a plane and heading off to wherever you are in Europe." I really wish it was simple, but life never is. "Visiting my parents is a lot less hassle, and if Miranda needed me, it's only a couple of hours on a flight. Not like a whole day from Europe. You know I'll be there when I'm able to." I wrap my arm around her waist and our pace slows a little.
"I know, you're right." She agrees. I know that Callie would never have given the go-ahead for her tour if she'd have known the situation we are in right now. If she'd have known that the police would still be looking for Jaida, she'd have never even thought about leaving me. We both assumed it would be pretty much cut and dry, so when I insisted on her calling Darryl and have her tour scheduled, she had agreed to do so. Sure, there was a little arguing about it, but she rarely wins those fights when I'm in the right. What was the point in holding back any longer? Everything was good at that moment…or so we thought.
"Let's go dance, baby." Not wanting to discuss this for a minute longer, Callie grabs my hand and leads me back up the stairs to our waiting wedding guests. Tonight we will celebrate with our close friends and family… tomorrow? Tomorrow our married life can truly begin. Two weeks and Callie will be heading to Europe for four long months. The truth?
I can't think of anything worse right now…
Thanks for reading, guys. Reviews are welcome and appreciated as always. Am I continuing this, or?