A/N: For the sake of this story, Addison never left. This is how I think Arizona and Callie should have initially got together in Season 5. Please review, as review = love.

Slamming her lunch tray down on the table, Callie realised that such extreme force isn't really necessary. Across the table, Addison raises an eyebrow at Callie's antics as she continues to read, waiting for Callie to explain whatever that lunch tray did to her.

'She called me a freakin' baby!' Callie exclaims.

Addison, not understanding the context of Callie's comment. Drags her eyes away from the medical journal she was reading and turns her full attention to the Latina, a scowl gracing her face.

'Who called you a baby?'

'Arizona, she called me a newborn and said since she works with newborns she doesn't want to date one. Do I look like some toddler to you? She said I should go on lots of dates because I'm in the 'yay' phase or whatever.'

'I understood very little of that rant. So you may need to elaborate a little bit' Addison responds.

'So Arizona…'

'Girl in bathroom who said people would be lining up for you and then preceded to molest you.'

'Yes, well I asked her out. To diner. And I may have mentioned that she would be the second woman I had ever dated.'

'Ok, so you accosted her in a hallway and preceded to ramble your way through a dinner invite and verbal diarrhoea got in the way.'

'Well yes, and as soon as I mentioned that she was my second she called me a newborn and that she wouldn't date me. I mean come on, it's one date. I'm not asking her to marry me. And she's the one who kissed me. I figured she would already know that. Everyone in this hospital knows about my private life, how could she not know that glaringly obvious fact. But anyway – she essentially told me I need to go have a large number of one night stands to be sure I'm gay.'

'So I take it you're a little mad?'

'A little, maybe more mortified really. She just shut me down and did that fake cheer thing people do when they don't want to hurt another person's feelings…'

'Oh, harsh. I hate that fake cheer thing.'

'I know right! I will have to avoid her from now on. So you and her, can't be friends.' Callie says, shaking her head as she contemplates eating some weird pasta concoction on her plate. 'I know she's like your peds partner and all. But Addy, she called me a baby.'

'Sadly the name calling wasn't in the sexy, I want to get into your pants way.' Addison says in a wistful voice. Due to the lack of her own love life, she had been hoping to live vicariously through Callie's. And clearly that wasn't going to happen.

Callie just stares at Addison after that comment. Addison clearly has sex on her brain.

'Ladies, what are we talking about.' Mark asks as he sits down and bites into his apple. Callie or Addison reply to his question as Mark's input would probably to take Arizona's word and have a large number of one night stands.

'Fine don't tell me whatever you two were gossiping about. It's not like I care anyway.' Mark says. 'Are we hitting up Joe's tonight?'

'Yeah sure, it's not like I'm ever going to get a date or anything.' Callie responds drily.

XXXX

Sitting at a booth at the back of Joe's, Mark and Callie commence in a competitive darts match which involves more name throwing that dart throwing. Spotting a flash of blonde, Callie notices Arizona sitting at the bar with a women next to her. What the really problem is, is this other women has her hand on Arizona's thigh. She watches as the hand moves from the outside to the inner thigh as Arizona and her date continue to talk and laugh with one another.

'I don't believe it' Callie grumbles under her breath. It finally sinks in for Callie, even after all that Arizona said in this very bar, she really doesn't want to date her. 'Stupid lesbians and there stupid rules.'

Mark finally noticing that Callie isn't really focussed on their game any more, follows Callie's direction of sight and spots the blonde.

'Isn't that…'

'Yes'

'But I though you and her were playing on doing the McNasty in the near future. Since you insist that you didn't in the bathroom.'

'We didn't and we aren't going to date. And you need to spend less time with Yang – McNasty really? What are you? Two?'

'What, why no date? I thought you were all people lining up and all and kissing random people in public restrooms.'

'I'm not her type.'

Mark, realising that Callie that really doesn't want to talk about it drops the subject. Mark decided he will bring it up with Addison later.

Addison joins them, with three drinks from the bar. Noticing the lull in conversation and Mark's glare in the general direction of the bar. Noticing blonde, Addison shares what she knows.

'Oh, her name is Julie. She's a peds nurse. I've worked with her a couple of times. She's gay…'

'Clearly' Mark cuts in.

'She out too – like openly gay. As long as she's worked here. So not a newborn.' Addison says directing the last comment at Callie.

'So she's what Arizona wants.' Callie says in a wistful voice as she takes a sip of the beer Addison had bought over. Pulling her eyes away from the bar, she heads to the dart board and pulls the darts out as she attempts to push Arizona to the back of her mind.

Both Mark and Addison hear the tone of Callie's voice and realise that the blond hair, blue eyed bombshell had got to Callie.

XXXX

The following morning, Mark is doing his rounds and notices a nurse that he hasn't seen before. Mark always knows the nurses – especially the attractive ones.

'Hello, I'm Dr. Mark Sloan, head of Plastics. And you are?'

'Not your type.' As she turns and heads away from Mark. Completely shutting him down.

'But how do you know that I'm not your type. I don't even know you!'

'But I know you Dr Sloan. And unless you have suddenly grown a vagina – you are seriously not my type.'

'Oh, you're a lady lover?'

Not bothering to reply to Mark's comment. Mark breaks into a jog to catch up with the striking burette with green eyes. An idea has formed in his mind.

'Hey slow down, I'm all for Sapphic loving. One of my best friends is a recent convert.'

As the brunette picks up a chart as she reaches the nurse's counter, she still refusing the acknowledge the existence of Sloan.

'So, do you know Dr. Torres?' With the mention of Torres, the brunette's interest in pipped and for the first time, actual looks at Sloan.

'Go on.'

'Well, I know for a fact that she's single. You should ask her out, for dinner. Unless you have a problem with newborns that is, or you're not single.'

The brunette ponders the idea as she congers up an image of the striking Latina who the hospital is taking about 'I might just take your advice, and it's Taylor' the nurse says as she heads off towards a patient's room.

'Alrighty then Nurse Taylor. Look forward to seeing you again' responds Mark.

XXXX

Heading up to the ped's floor, Mark decides to share the good news with Addison. Figuratively patting himself on the back for a morning's good work, Mark is impressed with himself. Who would have known there was so many lady-lovers in the hospital Mark thinks to himself. Humming the tune to 'I know something you don't know, do-dah do-dah', Mark is oblivious to the presence of a certain blonde.

'You are in a surprisingly good mood for so early in the morning' Arizona says as she breaks into Mark's humming.

'Oh what' Mark replies in a startled voice. 'Oh hello, Dr Robbins, fancy meeting you here.'

'Where? In an elevator heading up to the peds floor. What's surprising about that?' Arizona asks in a confused voice. She has only had brief conservations with the head of plastics. But she does know that he is the best friend of Callie's. And the resident manwhore of the hospital.. Allow according to rumours, he's been tamed by one Little Grey, whatever or whoever that is.

'Nothing really. I'm just making conversation. Cuz I'm that kinda guy.'

'Oh' And with that, the elevator falls into an awkward silence. Arizona is unsure whether if Callie told them about her turning her down. Finally, the door opens and both hurry out. However, both are heading in the direction of the NICU, one to do work and one to gloat about his match-making talents.

Entering the room, Mark spots Addison reading a chart and immediately heads over.

'So guess what I did this morning.'

'I don't know? Surgery, rounds, any number of tasks that a world-renown plastic surgeon should be doing.' Addison replies.

'What no, Mark replies. I got Callie a date!'

With that, Mark finally gets Addison full attention.

'A date?'

'Yeap, so I was chatting up this nurse and she turned me down. So clearly she is a lady lover as no one turns me down. So I mentioned Torres, and that certainly got her interested. Anyway, her name is Taylor and I'm pretty sure she's got her eyes on our fiery Latina. And she's hot, much hotter than Hahn, which isn't that hard.'

I'm not sure where to start with that statement. You do realise that you are dating Little Grey, so you shouldn't be hitting on nurses. Like ever, because I will castrate you if you hurt that girl and Derek will kill you. And secondly, did you even think if Callie wants to go on a date?' Addison whispers as she can see the Arizona in the corner of the room talking to a patient's parents.

'I know that, but Callie could do with a little fun. And trust me, this nurse looks fun.'

'Well, if this backfires, you are going to deal with an angry women yelling Spanish at you. And I'm going to sit back and laugh. Callie really hates it when people meddle in her business.'

'It wont, and just admit it – you are jealous about what I managed to do.'

Addison simply sighs at this comment, hoping it doesn't back-fire. With that, the two surgeons leave the room not noticing the crestfallen look on Arizona's face. Although she'd had a date last night, it had been a vain attempt to forget the Ortho surgeon. She had rules, rules that were meant to protect her from becoming an experiment. But Calliope Torres made her want to throw all those rules away. And now she'd missed her chance anyway. Arizona decided she needed to go to some recon on this nurse.

XXXX

Callie was charting in the Orth counter, when she heard someone sliding up to her, standing at her side. Turning to see who it was, she's met with a pair of bright green eyes.

'So, Dr Torres. I have heard a lot about you.'

'Oh, ah ok?' Callie asks. This conversation is starting to sound like one she had in a bathroom, which didn't end well.

'I'm Taylor Newman, neuro nurse. I was wondering if you would like to go out to dinner with me?' Taylor had decided to go with a direct approach before she lost her nerve. Dr. Torres was a beautiful, head strong women, who Taylor thought may be outside her league.

'On a date date?' Callie asks as confusion settles over her.

'Yeah, if that's ok with you?'

'I've only ever dated one other women' Callie blurts out and immediately blushes as she realises what she has said. 'Damn verbal diarrhoea' She mutters under her breath.

A smirk graces the nurse's face as she hears the comment that Callie so desperately wishes she hadn't. 'I don't mind if you dated none, one or one hundred. I would still like to take you out. How about tonight, 7 sound good?'

'Yeah, that sounds fine' Callie finally stutters out.

'Great I'll pick you up from Joe's for pre-drinks' And with that, Taylor heads off to continue with her work leaving a stunned surgeon behind. As it finally sinks in what has happened.

'I have a date' she mumbles as she grins. 'And I have nothing to wear!' she exclaims out loud as she heads off to find Addison before her freak-out fully develops.