AN: Characters belong to Shonda Rhimes and Grey's Anatomy. A/U. Please forgive my writing, I am a little bit rusty. It's been years since I've written something. I had an ongoing Callie Arizona fanfic that I never got to finish, and I'm still trying to continue it. Although I had to make a different account because I forgot my previous account's details.

I just woke up, head is pounding. I was supposed to wake up 2 hours ago, but I decided to sleep in instead. I am behind on my readings, so behind, and I have to get started real soon: but I'm frozen. I'm frozen on my spot on the bed, a state of suspended animation. Right now, I feel nothing, like I'm nothing,amounting to no one, off to nowhere.

Well just the previous day, I was a doctor, a doctor at 23 in fact, soon to take a test that will determine whether I can practice the craft I've worked so hard for. I was still a nobody in the field, a maggot doing scut work, but I was a doctor. I had a fiance, and not more than an hour ago, the said fiance woke up next to me, with her arm wrapped around me. I woke up minutes before the alarm, and I just nudged her awake when it was time. She sprung out of be and d, got ready, and said her I love you before leaving. I mumbled it back absent-mindedly, I meant it, meant... mean... I mean it.

I had been studying most of the time, just sneaking in naps in between subjects. Sleep was shallow, dreams were vague, unremarkable, mundane. Sleep got me through the exhaustion, nothing morte: but, this morning, it's different.

I remember it so vividly, like it was real, but due to the absurdity of the dream, it could have not been real. But then again, the feeling I had in that dream was real, so real, and it has been the rawest, most intense feeling I've had since a long time. I saw her, and she was right next to me, the one that got away.

I was challenged by a professional boxer to fight him. Yes, him, not a her. He was humiliated by a friend a couple of years back, and he wanted retribution. Said friend sent me to fight instead. I knew I'm going to lose, and I might get injured really badly. While getting ready, I told my family who were present, and oddly cheerful, that I might not make it out of the fight alive, or fully functioning. I made the dreadful entrance to the makeshift, tiny arena in a supermarket. People were cheering, jeering, laughing, and throwing pitying glances at me. There's an area for my friends, and I waved nervously at them, then it caught my eye. A couple of seats away, I saw it. There, clad in a white button up shirt, hair tied up in a bun, black slacks, and a computer in front of her... Arizona Robbins. She smiled, and waved at me, and it was so beautiful, she was so beautiful. I walked to her, and I wanted to hug her so badly, but I took a seat beside her instead. We talked about life, but it was brief. I was ushered away supposedly to fight, but it never happened. I walked back to her, but she was gone.

I searched for the meaning my dream in the internet. I mean, it's really weird that I would dream of such a thing, and for years, I haven't talked to her, or even thought about her. I know these aren't quite accurate, but here are some interpretations:

Boxing

To dream of a boxing ring, or to dream that you are boxing, suggests that you are experiencing some internal struggle or conflict. It may also indicate that you keep your emotions inside.

Supermarket

It also involves in choosing or choices. So as with shopping it indicates what you desire; something you are looking for or want - love.

Maybe my subconscious is telling me something.

Yesterday, I was a doctor, and a fiancee, nothing more. When I met Arizona, I was a college student, a dreamer, a cheerleader, a student leader, a writer, an artist, an honor student, a great friend, a bad girl, a good person.

Flashback 2010

I was in a bar with my friends. I was 17, a freshman in college. It was our usual routine every Friday after class. We were being stupid, and drunk, really drunk. It was kind of deep into the night and we've all had a lot of drinks. I can feel myself being a little too talkative. A friend of mine, Sadie, tapped me on the shoulder and said she had to puke. I held onto her arm, and walked her to the bathroom. I guided her to an unoccupied stall and pulled her hair back while she did her thing. She asked me to step outside the stall while she tidied up, and when I did, there in front of the mirror, fixing her hair, clad in a snug leather jacket, with her face flushed, was an incredibly beautiful woman. A little too out of my league, since I was still a freshman after all.

I turned to watch the door of the bathroom stall, then I heard Sadie puking again.

"Your girlfriend?", the stranger asked.

"Uhm, no, just a friend who needed help", I replied, a little embarrassed, and nervous for talking to this girl.

"Is she okay?", she replied.

"Yeah, she's used to it", I said with a chuckle. "What course are you in?" I asked trying to make small talk while my friend hurled.

"Oh, I just graduated, my friends thought it would be a good idea to go back to this place one last time before we set out to the real world", she replied with a sheepish smile.

"I'm Callie", I said while holding out my hand.

"Arizona", she said while she took my hand in hers.

I swear I felt sparks, butterflies, fireworks, you name the cliche, I definitely felt it the moment my hand touched hers. My hand probably lingered for too long, but it was like I was caught in a trance.

Then Sadie practically crawled out of the stall and into my arms.

"I should probably help you two out", Arizona said while she held onto Sadie's other arm.

"You could join my friends and I for a while. I guess I owe you a drink, for being so helpful", I said trying to sound non-chalant.

"Yeah, I could use a drink," she said while we started to walk Sadie out of the bathroom to our table.

"Everyone, this is Arizona", I shouted through blaring music to my group's table once we arrived.

Everybody lit up upon seeing her. Mark, very eagerly pulled back a chair next to him and offered it to Arizona. I walked over to her, bent over so I can get close to her ear, and asked her what drink she wanted.

"Long Island please", she said looking at me with an adorable smile.

Her face was dangerously close to mine. I fought the urge to lean in closer. I stood straight back up, and gave her a huge smile, before walking towards the bar. This girl could easily be the death of me.

I walked back to the table with a long island iced tea in one hand and 2 tequila shots in the other. Before I could take my seat, disappointingly a couple of seats away from Arizona, I could see that my friends were smitten. Everyone seemed too engrossed on this new girl. I could see Christina, my roommate, actually leaning closer to her from across the seat, focused on what she was saying. Alex already pulled his phone out to give it to her so she can type her number in. Meredith out of her seat and behind Arizona's, just so she could get in the conversation. I squeezed my way close to her so I can hand her her drink. She looked to my direction and mumbled thank you.

"Move it Mark", I said while slightly nudging Mark away so I can take his seat.

"No way", he whined

"Yes way, scram", I said while giving him the glare, and he transferred to across the table to my previous seat pouting.

"Here you go", I said as I handed Arizona the other shot tequila shot.

"To new friends"

After about an hour of drunken talk,getting to know each other, sharing secrets and heartaches that would not have been shared if it weren't for the state of inebriation, I excused myself and I walked to the al fresco part of the bar for a while with a beer on one hand and a cigarette on the other. I didn't want to be rude and smoke in front of my new found friend. Then I saw Arizona emerge out of the door and walk towards my direction. I can't help but give out a huge smile as she approached. I instinctively flicked the cigarette away.

"Hey, what are you doing here?", I asked.

"Just getting some air", she replied with a shrug.

"I'm sorry about my friends, they can be a little too excited"

"It's okay, they are funny and are fun to be with. It's great actually, I never had the chance to do these things when I was in college," she replied.

"Oh yeah? You seem like the party-going kind", I said.

"No no no, I was the nerdy kind. I spend most of my free time in the library, then I went home straight away after my last class", she replied with a chuckle.

"You seem pretty bad ass though", I said.

"You're not so bad yourself", she replied. "So pre-med huh?" , she added.

"Yep, can you imagine, most of those crazy kids in that table would be doctors someday?", I said with an incredulous tone.

"Well I can see you, badass doctor strutting the hospital hallways", she said almost flirtatiously, if I weren't being mistaken.

I can feel my face flush, and I hope it was already flushed due to the alcohol because that would be a dead give away.

"So... Magna cum laude. Very impressive Ms. Robbins", I said trying to change the topic.

Then we talked about anything and everything about school, how strict her parents are, their family business, why I plan to go to med school, the girl who broke my heart in high school, the girl who broke her heart in high school.

It feels so easy talking to her. I guess a big factor was she too was gay, and I can say I was a little shocked when she told me she had been with a girl too while we were talking amongst my friends. Mark would have a fit once he finds out that the hot girl I brought along is batting for my team. She's smart, charming, beautiful, friendly, funny, and I can easily say that this girl who broke her so many years ago is stupid for letting her go.

"I'm sorry, I have to go, my friends are looking for me," she said with slight disappointment.

"Oh that's too bad, maybe next week you can join us if you're free. We're here almost every Friday", I said.

"Yes that would be lovely, I'll call you", she replied while walking away slowly but still looking at me.

"Here, I'll give you my number", I said with my arm outstretched so she can give me her phone .

"Already have it, see you again Callie", she said with a wink, and with that she turned around and left.