I'm back with an all new story for our girls!

*Warning* There is some abuse in the beginning and talk about it throughout some chapters. Viewer discretion advised.

First things first, this IS a Calzona fic. They are ALWAYS ENDGAME. With that being said, this is definitely different than my last story. This is a heavy story that isn't taken lightly. There is a husband involved, so if that's not your cup of tea I suggest you not read this, but keep in mind Callie & Arizona are MFEO. They just have to get through some obstacles that are in their way before they can be truly together.

This is an AU: Just a reminder, the characters in the story are totally different from the show.

Lastly, I had this dream about Callie and Arizona and I couldn't get it out of my head, so here it is!


Chapter 1


The sun beamed down on her tanned body as she laid out by the pool sipping on her cocktail, just enjoying her time away for once. It wasn't often that Callie had the chance to relax like this, so when she did, she took full advantage of it. So what if it was just for show, she didn't care because she was going to enjoy every second of it. This wasn't a vacation of sorts for her but the brunette would take anything she could get if that meant a little moment of peace in her life. When she was away on trips, it usually meant at least for a few days everything seemed normal in her life.

Mitch, her husband, was one of the most sought after business investor in the world. If anyone could get your new business off the ground it was him. People from all over would come to him to make their dreams a reality. So that was the reason she currently found herself relaxing in the warm sun on this midmorning Saturday. She and her husband had come up to Seattle, Washington last night to meet with some potential clients about a winery and resort.

She had been with her husband for years, nine to be exact and married for five of those years. They were high school sweethearts since the age of sixteen. Inseparable. They even went to college together until Callie, at her fiancé's discretion and against her parent's wishes, dropped out towards the end of their first year because they were expecting their first child together. Mitch graduated top of his class with a business degree a short three years later, and was now at the top of the company making millions of dollars, while Callie stayed home to raise their babies.

Now with three kids, Mitch insisted on leaving them at home so they could spend a long weekend in Seattle alone to rekindle their romance while he also tried to closed a business deal with two top clients whom insisted that he take full advantage of what was offered at the resort and winery. The couples marriage had been rocky for two years or more in his opinion and his wife had began to shut down so he was hoping to light the fire again.

"Callie, my sweetheart." Mitch said, straightening his blazer while he walked over to his wife who was lounging by the pool in a black one piece bathing suit with a sheer grey coverup and a floppy beach sun hat to keep the rays out of her eyes. "Come, darling. I'd like to introduce you to a few people." He said, standing over the top of his wife.

"Oh okay, dear." She smiled, sitting her book down on the table beside her. Standing from her seat, she tied her coverup around her body, making sure she wasn't inappropriately exposed to meet her husband's clients. Slipping her sandals on, she let Mitch guide her by the small of the back to the left of the pool where the men had gathered.

"Sloan, Shepherd. I'd like you two to meet my wife. Calliope Evans."

"Wow Mitch, my man." Mark said patting him on the back. "You weren't kidding when you said she was a looker." He winked at the woman.

"Nice to meet you, Calliope." Derek said, shaking her hand. "Mitch has done nothing but praise you."

"Awe, thanks." Callie replied, sending a wink towards her husband. "It's nice to meet you too, Mr. Shepherd."

"Oh, call me Derek."

"It's nice to meet you, Derek. But he's the one that should be getting the praise. Everything.." She said glancing at her husband. "I do is because of him. But my name's Callie Torres-Evans." She corrected him, feeling Mitch's grip on her waist tighten. "Only my father calls me Calliope." She smiled before shaking Marks hand also. She didn't like anyone calling her by her real name, not anymore. It hurt too much. "Nice to meet you too, Mr. Sloan." She greeted the graying man.

"Oh, it's very nice to meet you." Mark teased, looking her up and down with a smirk. "Mitch, if I didn't know you were happily married with children, I'd have my eyes set on this pretty lady." He winked at her.

"Well, I think we could work out a trade. What have you got for me?" He said, seeing Marks face change from playful to hopeful. Causing Callie's body to tense. "Make it good." He winked.

Noticing Callie tense, Derek veered the subject. "Oh, well look." He said, seeing his wife and Mark's girlfriend walking towards them. "If it isn't the Missus." He said as they joined the group.

"Hi, babe." Mark said to the tall woman as she came and circled her arms around him as Callie noticed how free both couples seemed. She could only wonder where her marriage went wrong.

"Hey you." She smiled and kissed him.

"Did y'all enjoy your shopping trip?" Derek asked his wife before leaning in for a kiss.

"We did, the other girls are back in the room changing into their new swimsuits before we lounge by the pool." The dirty blonde said.

"Callie, I would like you to meet my wife, Meredith." Derek said, holding his wife's hand. "Honey, this is Mitch's wife, Callie Torres-Evans." He said as Callie felt her husbands arm tighten around her waist again. "And this is Addison, Marks better half."

"Hi Callie, it's nice to finally meet you." Meredith said, shaking the Latina's hand. "Mitch has gone on and on about you and the kids. It's finally good to put a face with the name."

"Nice to meet you." Callie smiled. "You too, Addison." Greeting the red head.

"Mitch." Meredith nodded at the man. "I hope these two aren't giving you a headache with their back and forth." She said, patting her husbands stomach.

"Never." He winked. "I think we're pretty close to a deal." Mark and Derek had contacted Mitch a few months prior with a great business opportunity at their resort and vineyard here in the outskirts of Seattle. Having met with him on several occasions in the past few months the two guys wanted him and his family to come enjoy their resort before they officially opened for business.

"Callie. Meredith, myself and a few of our friends are going to have some drinks and lounge by the pool. Would you like to join us?" Addison asked.

"Uhh.." She said, looking up to her husband. "Sure, why not." She smiled at the two women.

"You don't mind if we steal her away do you Mitch?" Meredith asked.

"Not at all." He said kissing his wife's temple. "I'll come get you when I'm finished here."

Nodding with a smile, she followed Meredith and Addison back over to the poolside where she was previously sunbathing. Sitting down in her lounge chair, she untied her coverup again to get some more sun on her skin as the other two women did the same.

"So Callie. Tell me about yourself." Meredith said sitting down beside her as Addison went to get them some drinks as they waited on their other friends to join them. "How did you and Mitch meet?"

"Uhh.." She hesitated. "There's not really much to say." She shrugged, feeling a little out of place. She hadn't sat down and socialized with anyone in years. Probably since she dropped out of college five years ago. "Mitch and I have known each other since we were probably twelve. We were really good friends at first and then one thing lead to another and we started dating. We became inseparable. Young love I guess you could say." She shrugged. "It came to a point where my parents disapproved of our relationship. They caught me sneaking out late at night to meet him.." She started thinking back, not realizing she was voicing it out loud.

"You said there wasn't much to say, but it sounds like there's a story there."

"Sorry." She blushed, embarrassed she had started rambling. "What about you?" She cleared her throat. "What about you and Derek?"

"Oh." She laughed, laying back on her chair. "There's definitely a story there." She said. "Might be a good one to tell over drinks one night, but long story short, I met him in Betty's bar one night and had what I wanted to be a one night stand, but it turned into something much different."

"For the better is see." Callie noticed the ring on her finger.

"It was. But let's just say, Addison, Mark, Derek and I have all slept together."

"What?" Callie cringed.

"Not at once. God, that sounds horrible now that I said it." She shook her head. "I've only slept with my husband. When I met Derek, he was in the middle of a divorce with Addison, whom was cheating on him with Mark."

"Yeah, a definite story there." The Latina agreed with a laugh.

"Yep."

"And now they're business partners? Is that a good idea?"

"Oh yeah. They've been best friends since grade school. The first year or so after the divorce was very tense between the two of them but they've moved past it."

"And you and Addison are friends?" She was kind of surprised at that.

"Oh yeah." She laughed. "Addison and I grew up together, but she moved away when we were probably sixteen. Hadn't heard from her until she showed up in Seattle looking for Derek."

"No." She gasped.

"Yeah." Meredith nodded. "We all have a dysfunctional relationship, but we manage. I wouldn't trade my friends for anything in this world. You'll love them." She said as the new woman sipped on her sangria. "Do you and Mitch live close to Seattle? You really should come over one night, or we could all go out. We'd have so much fun."

"No." She shook her head. Of course she would love to be able to make some new friends and have a night out once in a while, but that just wasn't in the cards for her. "We live in Portland. Mitch travels so much, we really don't have time for anything. When he does come home, he doesn't like to leave the house."

"Understandable." Meredith said as Addison returned with three drinks and two stragglers behind her.

"I'm back." Addison said dispensing the drinks to them. "I hope you like margaritas. That's our drink of choice." She smiled and sipped her alcohol.

"You didn't have to get me any thing Addison."

"Nonsense." She waved her off. "Cristina and Teddy are getting their drinks at the bar. I would like to apologize in advance for those two. They have had at least three shots while waiting."

"Where's Rizo?" Meredith questioned as the other two finally joined them.

"Found some blonde hottie, she said she had to buy them a drink." Cristina shrugged, flopping down on the foot of her friends lounger.

"And this lovey one here is, Cristina." Meredith kicked her friend. "And that's Teddy." She pointed to the woman that was sitting with Addison. "Guys, this is Callie. Mitch's wife."

"Nice to meet you, Callie." Teddy shook her hand.

"Pleasure's all yours." Christina held her drink up, toasting the woman before downing half the glass.

"Forgive her, she knows not what she does." Meredith kicked her off the seat, causing the Korean to splash into the pool with her drink still in hand.

"You're such a bitch." Cristina said, pulling herself up out of the pool.

"Cannonball..." They heard just as a huge splash soaked them all. "The party has arrived." She giggled after coming up from the water.

"Damn it, Rizo." Addison yelled as the water dripped from her face.

"What have I told you about calling me that. Jesus." She rolled her eyes. "You shouldn't be hanging out by the pool if you didn't plan on getting wet, Ads." Arizona grinned while she climbed out perched on the side of the pool near Cristina as she saw a new face.

"Did you get a number?"

"Shut up."

"I take that as a no." Teddy laughed as she sipped her drink. "Maybe next time."

"She's a dud." Cristina chimmed in, laughing so hard she fell over. The alcohol and the sun was really starting to get to her.

"How many has she had?" Meredith looked towards Teddy.

"Three, seven." She shrugged, looking away as she sucked on her straw.

"Seriously you two, it's not even noon."

"I'm hot." Arizona stood up, water dripping off her almost naked body. "Women are lining up for me." She said, grabbing a towel next to Meredith as she dried her hair.

"Keep telling yourself that, blondie."

"Shut up, Yang."

"That's Rizo." Meredith laughed.

"Rizo?" Callie questioned as she looked beyond her and glanced at the blonde in the red bikini.

"It's, Arizona." She said, wrapping the towel around her body before walking up to the new face and greeting her. "Arizona Robbins." She smiled, holding her hand out.

"Callie." She gave a small smile at the woman while taking her hand to shake. "Ow.." She jerked her hand back.

"Yeah." The blonde shook her hand when she felt the spark shoot through their fingers. "A little staticky there, aren't ya." She winked. "Let's try this again." She said, finally shaking the woman's hand.

"Nice to meet you, Arizona."

"Nice to meet you too, Callie. You here for the weekend?"

"Yeah, until tomorrow afternoon."

"Awesome." She grinned. Brunettes were so not her type, but she could definitely learn to love them. Especially if they all could pull off a black one piece, big glasses and a floppy hat like Callie did. Damn. "You should come hang out with us tonight. Dinner and dancing." She grinned.

"Oh, umm.. I'd have to talk to my husband first. He planned the trip so I'd have to see what he wants to do. But if he has nothing planned, maybe." She shrugged, wanting nothing more than to have a night out to let loose.

Arizona's smile soon faded when she heard the one word that always made her cringe. Husband. Of course the hot ones are always married. "Well then." She said, taking a seat beside Meredith. "I hope you both can join us." She half smiled, taking her sunglasses and fedora hat out of the bag her friend had brought down for her. The rest of her group couldn't help but giggle at her disappointment.

Mitch had been watching the group of women out of the corner of his eye the whole time he was talking with Derek and Mark. He tried. In his eyes he really tried, but his wife always kept bringing these things on herself. Excusing himself after his meeting, he walked up to the group of women. "Ladies." He greeted them all. "I hate to bother everyone, but I'd like to steal my wife away for a while if you don't mind." He smiled as he saw the Latina immediately stand and gather her things.

"Hey, Mitch. I'm Arizona." She smiled at the man. He was good looking, even to her. Very well groomed with a slight five o'clock shadow, dark hair. Probably Latino but she couldn't be quiet sure. His presence reeked respect. He seemed to come off as an asshole, but a very good looking one at that. Definitely the dominant type in her opinion. "I was just asking Callie if you both would like to join us later for dinner and a little dancing?"

"I'm sorry, but something's came up and we have to get home."

"Is something wrong?"

Callie sighed when she heard her husbands tone. She new that sound all to well over the past few years. She tried to think back to what had happen to the man that she loved. Once loved? Was she even in love with him anymore? There's no way she could love him with the way he treated her now. Shaking away her thoughts, she quickly threw everything in her bag and walked up to him.

"Everything is fine. One of the kids has just come down with a bug and they want their Mami."

"She's a mom?" Arizona whispered to Meredith. Callie didn't look old enough to be a mother yet, much less have more than one kid. Granted she had to be in her early twenties, she just put off an aura that excluded prime and proper. She seemed like a woman who had her life planned out. Not someone who would just jump head first into a relationship and get pregnant so young.

"Yeah, mom of three." She whispered. "It was good to finally meet you, Callie." Meredith spoke up.

"You too Meredith. Everyone." She nodded as Mitch began to lead her away. "Just do it." She whispered to him when they were out of ear shot. She knew by the look on his face she had yet again did something not up to his standards. Hell it seemed that she couldn't blink her eyes without him getting pissed. "Get it over with and do it already." She tried to jerk her arm out of his grip but failed. "Let everyone see what kind of man you really are."

"Shut your damn mouth before you really set me off this time." He growled into her hair before kissing the side of her head, making it look like he was whispering loving words to her.

But by the time they made it into the elevator, the grip on her arm was getting tighter by the moment. "I'm trying Callie." He gritted through his teeth. "I'm really trying to be good to you, but then you go and pull shit like that and it's impossible. Will you ever learn?" His hand was still clamped on her arm as he opened the door to their room. "What the hell was that about." He shoved her into the room and closed the door, not knowing someone was watching from further down the corridor.

Arizona stopped and turned to the scuffle she heard going on further down the hallway. Turning the corner where her room was located she saw Mark and Derek's potential business partner shove his wife forcefully into their room and slamming the door behind him. She didn't know what she had just witnessed. She didn't want to jump to conclusions, but she had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach about what she had just seen.


"Answer me?" He yelled at her while shoving her further into the room. "What the hell was that about."

"What Mitch? What did I do?" She recoiled from him.

"You and your little Torres spill. You're not a fucking Torres. Do you understand me? Why the hell do you make it a point to tell everyone you are? The day you married me, the Torres name disappeared."

Callie couldn't help but shake her head as tears escaped her eyes. She wished she could go one weekend without a fight like this. Hell she'd kill for one day. Her marriage had turned into nothing but fights and accusations.

"Do you even care that you embarrassed me out there by correcting me? You fucking know better." Her walked forward, coming face to face with her wife.

"I'm sorry." She looked away from him, as she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"You made me look like a fool out there in front of my clients. You dress like this." He pointed at her one piece suit with a sheer coverup. "Who are you trying to impress wearing that? It sure as hell isn't me. Do you want to fuck one of those guys? That Mark guy, he seems like a real player, I'm sure he'd love that. Is that what you want?"

"No. I don't want any of those guys. I only want you." She said as her stomach turned at her words.

"Well what the hell was all of that then?" He pointed to the window. "You correct me and all you have to say is you're sorry?" He grabbed her wrist.

"Please." She tried to pull her arm free. "I'm sorry, I just wasn't thinking."

"And what they hell was with you and that group of women? Huh? Do you want to fuck them? Is that it? Because I've not seen a smile like that on your face in a long time. I used to be the only one to put that smile on your face, but lately no matter what I do, you are still an ungrateful whore."

"We were just talking, that's all." She backed away from him.

"Sure it was." He scoffed.

"I've gave up everything for you, Mitch, because I loved you. And yet you still treat me this way. I didn't do anything to deserve to be treated like this." She stood up for herself. "No one should be treated this way."

"I've gave you everything you've ever wanted and still you act like the little spoiled Torres bitch you've always been." He slapped her for back talking him.

Gasping, her eyes widened as her hands immediately covered the sting on her left cheek. "I'm.. I'm sorry, sweetheart." He said as Callie began to cry. "I don't know what came over me." He said, trying to pull his wife's hands down from her face. "I'm sorry." He tried. "I love you so much, Callie, but you have to stop doing things to piss me off." He was really trying to work on his anger issues that came along with his job, the more stressful it became the more he lashed out even though he promised his wife he would work on it. "You provoked me, you know not to do that."

"Don't touch me." She tried to push him away, but he didn't budge. "I'm so sick of your shit and I'm sick of trying to act like the perfect little wife you think I should be. What happened to you Mitch? What happened to the man I fell in love with so long ago?"

"I'm right here. I'm sorry, you just have to quit pissing me off. You know how I get when you socialize with other people. I want you all to myself and I'm scared someone better looking will come along and try to steal you from me. I love you. You're my baby doll."

Callie cringed inside when those three little words spilled from his mouth. This wasn't love. This wasn't how a relationship should be. You don't treat the person you love like that. "It was only a group of women."

"I know, I know. But you know how I get when people are around. I just go crazy."

"Yeah." Callie mumbled, still holding her hand to her cheek. "Is one of the kids really sick?" She whispered, trying to drop the subject and move on. She knew that was the last thing she needed to do, but she couldn't help it right now. She just needed some space from him.

"No." He fixed his tie. "They're fine I suppose." He dropped the subject. "I have another meeting in thirty minutes with another potential client. It's about ten miles down the road. How about you just stay in the room this time. Maybe then you won't be getting into any trouble." He said, giving himself a once over in the mirror. "I'll be back sometime later tonight. Don't wait up." He said, exiting the room without so much as another word or explanation to his wife.


Arizona ran down the emergency exit when she heard footsteps coming closer to the door while thanking God that the steps were close to the front entrance of the hotel. Rushing outside she tried to catch her breath. She was scared he would somehow find out she eavesdropped. She couldn't believe what she heard. She tried to shake what she saw when Mitch pushed Callie into the room, but for some reason she felt pulled in even though she wanted to go the other way and just forget what she saw. Sneaking up to the door quietly, she had listen to the whole exchange between the married couple. Having to cover her mouth a few times when she gasped after hearing him strike her somewhere. They seemed so perfect. A beautiful, strong looking woman, married to a powerful wealthy business man. They both seemed so in loved from an outsiders view, but after hearing their heated exchange, that proved you don't know what happens behind closed doors. She wasn't sure if she should talk about what she had just saw. If she told Meredith or Derek what she had witnessed, it could hinder plans to their vineyard, but if she didn't say anything something bad could wind up happening to Callie. A mere sixty seconds after rushing out of the building winded, she watched the dark haired man get into the back of a car and disappear down the paved road.

Debating within herself, she decided to head upstairs where she found herself knocking on his hotel door.

Callie heard the knock at the door and quickly tried to make herself look decent again. Glancing at her tear stained face in the mirror she quickly went to the bathroom and splashed water on her face, hoping to down play it. Glancing through the peephole, she saw a blonde standing at her door. She stood there for a few moments wondering if she should answer or just keep quiet. "Callie? I know you're in there." She heard a voice and a knock again.

Opening the door she greeted the woman. "Hey, Arizona." She smiled. "What's up?" She questioned.

"Hey, umm... everything okay?" She asked, seeing the woman's red eyes.

"Ahh, yeah. Why wouldn't it be?" She asked, wondering how she knew what room she was in.

Arizona watched as she nervously looked around the hallway. "Umm, your kid is sick and I just wanted to check and make sure everything was alright." She lied, seeing the woman's red cheek shinning at her.

"My kid? Oh yeah, no she's fine." She brushed it off. "Come to find out she just ate too much sweets and got sick."

"Oh." She nodded. "I saw Mitch leave." She motioned behind her back. "Would you like to come back and join us? I had to run up and get some sunscreen so I figured I'd invite you back down." She lied, hoping Callie didn't catch on.

"Oh yeah. He went on to his other business meeting. I think I'm just going to stick around the room. I'm a little tired. I think I got too much sun, so if you don't mind I think I'm going to get some rest." She said, slowly starting to close the door.

"I saw him." Arizona stuck her arm in the small crack left in the door so she didn't get shut out.

"What?" She opened it back up some.

"I saw him push you into the room. I didn't mean to, I wasn't snooping on you two or anything. I promise, I wasn't. But I saw and heard him yelling at you." She said as Callie opened the door more.

"It was just a small misunderstanding." She played it off.

"He hit you." She whispered, bringing her hand up to the woman's slightly swollen face.

Flinching at the touch. "No.. he didn't. I'm fine." She shook her off. "I was just bending down and I smacked the side of my face on the table. Silly me. I'm such a klutz." She scoffed.

"But you've been crying?" Arizona looked sadly at her, wishing she'd be honest with herself. She could see the sadness in this woman's eyes and it broke her heart.

"Me? No." She wiped her tears. "My eyes watered. I smacked it pretty hard."

"I heard the exchange. I was worried when I saw him push you inside and slam the door, so I came closer and I heard everything. He hit you."

"You don't know what you're talking about." She whispered as a couple walked by the room. "I knew better, but yet I did it anyway." She shook her head.

"Can I come in?"

"I don't think that's a good idea. If he comes back and see's you in here, it will be bad." She said. There was no denying it now if Arizona had witnessed it all.

"Well, we could go to my room and talk if you want?"

"I can't. He could be testing me, he has done it before. I have to stay here."

"Listen, you look sad and I can tell you want to talk. I just want you to know I'm here to listen if you want to vent?" She shrugged. "He's gone. I watched him leave in a car."

Callie knew she was asking for trouble, but she opened the door completely for Arizona to come in. She was right, she would kill just to have someone to talk to about her problems if only for a few minutes. "I.." She looked down as she rang her hands together. "I don't know about this."

"It's okay. If you want me to leave, I will." She told her. "You just seem like you need a friend and I've been told I'm an awesome friend."

"I do." She said, sitting down on the end of the bed. "I've not had a real friend in years." She said, staring off in space. "All I have are servants or maids, and even they keep quiet with all they see."

"Well, now you have one." Arizona sat down beside if her. She was attracted to Callie, very attracted and granted she was trying to charm her a little earlier, but she knew she needed a friend right now, so that was all she was trying to be.

"Yeah." She scoffed.

"So, what happened?"

Shaking her head, Callie didn't know where to begin. Hell this was a complete stranger, what the hell was she doing. "Just me being a smart ass I guess." She shrugged. "I corrected him on my last name and he got pissed evidently."

"Is he always so touchy?"

"He didn't use to be."

"You two look like you have a great relationship."

"Train wreck is more like it." She said, wiping her eyes. She couldn't believe she was talking about her marriage. This was the first time ever she told anyone about her relationship with Mitch.

"Why do you stay then? Is it the kids? Tell me they don't see this side of him." Arizona questioned.

"Ha." She shook her head. "They're small. Two twin boys and a girl. Nina's five, the boys, Emilio and Felipe are three."

"You should take them and leave. You and those poor babies don't deserve to live like this."

"You don't know what you're talking about." Callie shook her head.

"I know what I saw, and I know that those kids don't deserve to see their father treat their mother like that. No woman should be her husbands punching bag."

"You don't understand, Arizona."

"Help me understand then."

"If I leave I have nothing. I will only have the clothes on my back."

"You'll have the kids. You can start over. What about your parents. I'm sure they'd help you."

"No." Callie stood up when she heard the blonde mention her parents. "You have no idea what I have to live with." Her voice getting louder. "If I walk a way from this marriage, I. Have. Nothing. No kids, no money, nothing."

"You could get your kids. Judges do not like to take babies away from their mothers."

"No matter what I would do, I wouldn't get them." She yelled at her.

"I.." Arizona stood up, not knowing what to say when the Latina became angry. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you upset."

"You have no idea what kind of life I lead. I got myself into this mess and I have to live with my mistakes. Can't you see there's no turning back for me. I have nothing. I threw away everything for him. My education, my life. I have nothing." She whispered as tears escaped her eyes. She had to admit it felt so good to get some of this out and what made it even better was that the blonde was to a complete stranger. "If I leave, he will make sure I will never have anything."

"I can help you. If you'll let me, I can help you if you want help. I have contacts, I can get you great assistance. I can get you into a safe house for a while. I see this all the time in my job. If you want help, just say the word and I'll make the call."

Arizona's words were so tempting, but Callie knew what would happen if she were to leave. Mitch wouldn't stop until he found her. She couldn't risk that. "I think you should leave." She walked over and opened the door for the blonde to exit.

Arizona was at a loss for words, but she knew all she could do was offer her an out. It was up to Callie to accept it. She was thankful she stopped by her room and threw on her jeans and a t-shirt before coming to talk to the woman. Pulling a business card out of her back pocket, she handed it to her. She had always thought it was ridiculous for a doctor to carry a business card, but she carried some anyway, it always seemed to helped to score with the ladies. Now she only hoped it would help with Callie. "Here's my contact." She said, as Callie focused her eyes out into the hallway without giving her another glance. she knew that Callie wouldn't take the card, but she grabbed the brunettes hand and stuck it in her grip anyway. "Don't worry. Your secrets safe with me, but my offer stands. Night or day. Just say the word." She whispered and was out of the room.


Arizona sounds like a player, huh?

This whole chapter is based off the dream I had, and I thought I could turn it into a good story, so I hope you take this ride with me.

Yes, I know Callie's married, :X but as stated in the summery that should be no shocker. It wont last long. This will be more angst and drama filled, but don't doubt, Callie and Arizona are always endgame.

How are you wanting updates? Do you want one a week or are we sticking with two a week (Mondays and Thursdays) with the possibility of three a week sometimes? Depending on how quickly I get this story written.

This chapter set up Callie's background and the next will be Arizona's turn. Then chapter 3 is when the story really begins to take shape.

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