I know, I know, I need to work on the other bajillion stories I am writing but this has been stuck in my head for two days. I can't help it! My muse won't let me not write it.
Please read and review and let me know whether or not I should continue
Disclaimer: this is an A/U story. I do not own any of the characters, I am just playing with them I promise I will put them back safe and sound when I am done. Enjoy!
Callie's hands lovingly caressed her turn tables, her headphones blaring in her ear. The crowd surged below her and for a moment time seemed to stop as she slowed her turntables down, using the mixer to slow down and almost stop the beat, her fingers working deftly over the board. Her eyes scanned the crowd and a smile began to spread her features, her heartbeat pulsed through her body, her breathing caught as she watched the dancers below her.
"Wait for it, wait for it."
Closing her eyes for a moment she felt the rhythm of the moving bodies and syncing her heartbeat and taking a deep breath she spanned her fingers out and spinning and releasing the turntable the music came back with a pounding bass line. The crowd let out a cheer and surged back together, just like a visible heartbeat. Callie smiled even deeper and watched as the crowd surged to the pumpy base line. Taking off her headphones, she just let the record spin and listened to the bass line, the beat and the melodies. Taking her time she let the beat remain constant then popping her headphones on she changed the 4-6 beat to a 4-8 beat, slowly she pulled out the bassline, leaving the beat and the melody and then her fingers flying across the board she slowly pulled out the beat until all that was left was a soft piano melody and a soft voice singing of loves lost. Again Callie waited then added a progressive mix of the bass and the beat back into the song. The crowd cheered again, cheering on the trance sensation. As she ended her show she let go of her equipment and stepped in front of her platform taking a low sweeping bow for the crowd. She waved and speaking into her mic thanked the crowd from coming out. The crowd cheered again, some calling out for one more song as Callie walked off stage. As she stepped behind the curtain her manager smiled.
"Well done Cal."
"Thanks Teds."
"Go give em another song, what about that new mix you've been working on?"
"Teds you know I need vocals."
"Yeah but throw it out there."
Callie grinned.
"I got a better idea. We'll do the signature house remix I just did."
Teddy laughed.
"Allright babygirl, go out there and level the crowd with your La Bouche, I'm too sexy for my shirt mashup."
Callie grinned and stepping out on stage the crowd roared again. Her fingers touched the vinyl turntables and she smiled. She was so in her element here. reaching out she pushed the exact sequence of buttons on her midi board and the synth rhythms she had pulled began to play The crowd cheered, it was one of her oldest songs, and tonight she was trying to make it better. Her knees began to bend and her feet tapped out the rhythm, and for that moment all there was only the rhythm of life beneath her fingers. As she finished the concert she went out to the cd table, and Teddy rolled her eyes. One thing she loved about Callie was that she always, always talked to her fans after the show, there was no doubt about it, and her fans loved it.
Callie signed cds and laughed with her fans, flashing million dollar grins. She chuckled as a guy came up and just took off his shirt, she was used to his one. Raising an amused eyebrow she smiled.
"Where do you want it?"
"Right across my chest. "
Callie laughed and taking the black sharpie she scrawled her name across the kids chest. He grinned.
"Thanks, now for the tattoo."
Callie rolled her eyes and sighed at the long line waiting. She knew Teddy would try to rescue her, but these were the people who supported her. Several hours later she glanced at the clock and groaned, she was used to the late nights but for some reason tonight she was just exhausted. She sighed, glad she was in her hometown and glanced at her stage sighed when she saw one of them talking on the phone and handling her turntable. Her very expensive brand new turntable. Her babies.
"Karev! Dammit be careful with my that, Avery help him out. God dammit Alex!, God why I still have you as a crewmember sometimes I'll never know. Get off the fucking phone, tell Iz you'll call her later. You break it you buy it."
Heading out the backdoor Callie smiled when she saw her other new baby. Her brand new BMW vision. She smiled as she ran her hands over the smooth surface, her fingers gliding over the black and silver surface. Stepping into the car she knew Teds would already have the area cleared so she could drive off, another of her signature moves, popping on her sunglasses she flipped the switch on and smiled when the car purred to life. She flipped on her radio, putting on some Armin Van Buuren, cranked it on her multithousand dollar stereo system and drove out, revving the engine. The security guards hearing the car smiled and Callie stopped long enough to pick up Teddy and the crowd surging yelling out 'I loves you's', cameras flashing and the guards linking their arms together to keep the crowds back Callie and Teddy drove out onto the street. Callie grinned an pushing in the clutch she pushed her beamer to tops speeds. Teddy swore next to her.
"God callie one of these days your going to kill us."
Turning down the music Teddy looked at her friend. Callie growled.
"Hey! I was listening to that."
"Cal we gotta talk."
"About?"
"How about the fact that you've driven off five perfectly good vocalists in the lat three weeks, your new album is to be released in less than a month and you can't even work with the vocalists enough to let them stay with you. Come on Cal."
"None of their voices were right Teds, it has to be right or the music sounds bad."
"Cal… they were some of the biggest names in trance and you drove the out with your pickiness. Addie picked up a two new vocalists, you need to pick one for the last three songs and we need to get some of these tracks videoed and down. Your sophomore album has to be the best."
"Which is why I don't want to release crap to my fans. If you lose em on the sophomore album they'll never listen to you again."
"Callie Torres you sold over two million copies of your first album, you went from a nobody to one of the best trance, electronic and house artists in a year. You've won a bajillion awards. You've been on every top charts forever, and all the top djs are remixing Your songs, so stop worrying. And this album is good."
"But it has to be the best."
Teddy growled and ran her hands through her hair.
"Fine, but get your ass to the studio tomorrow to meet the new vocalists ok?"
Callie sighed and pulled over to the curb to let Teddy out.
"Fine tell Addie to have them there at one."
"Good."
Teddy kissed her gently on the cheek.
"And Cal go easy on them."
Callie growled back and revved her engine as the door closed and came down she peeled out from the curb and drove her car home. As she pulled into her garage she smiled and relaxed. She loved her house. It had been a gift from her father when she hit a million records. He and her mother insisted that she have a place to hang her hat, and had completely furnished and cleaned the entire house. She loved it, he had expanded the house, put security and gates in and had put a nice studio with all her gear in. Her sister had purchased a new set of speakers for her and Callie smiled, they knew her tastes so well. Grabbing a beer out of the fridge she plopped down on her leather couch and turned on the hockey game replay.
Later that morning Callie rolled out of bed, smiling at her Australian shepard who was sound asleep beside her. The dog, named Mirage seemed to smile at her and kissed her nose.
"Good morning girl. Come on we better get a run in before we head to the studio."
Changing into her shorts and a wife beater Callie stretched and she and Mirage went for a run. She showered and grabbed a cup of coffee, putting mirage in her Xterra and drove to the studio. She groaned as she saw several vocalists lined up. She hated this part of her job. She walked past another recording studio being used and heard a wonderful country twang altoish voice and smiled. She loved country, and this particular woman had a gorgeous voice. She listened for just a moment and then Teddy found her. Callie plopped din her chair Mirage laying down at her feet and closed her eyes. Addie put the first vocalist up and she began to sing her song of choice. About halfway through it Callie cut her off.
"Thank you. Next."
Two hours later Callie was leaned back in her chair pinching the bridge of her nose as she winced at another high key missed. Going through all five vocalists Callie sighed, they had one more left and none of them were close to what she wanted. A soft southern voice interrupted her thoughts .
"Excuse me darling is this your dog?"
Callie opened her eyes and met the most gorgeous pair of sapphire blue eyes she had ever seen. For a moment she was stunned, the eyes began to hold an amused light as dimples punctured the face and Callie was completely lost.
"Your dog?"
Callie came back to herself and looked down at her Australian Sheppard who seemed to have a "you're fucking this up master" look on her face.
"Uh yeah, sorry she wanders off sometimes."
The dimpled smile deepened and white teeth showed through.
"It no problem she just found her way into our studio and I wanted to make sure she wasn't lost or I'd take her."
Callie chuckled.
"NO but she would like to convince you that she doesn't get enough love." Examining the face before her Callie stuck out her hand. "I'm Callie Torres."
"Ah yes, the top record DJ for the past year since your first album came out."
Callie grinned.
"So I've heard."
The blonde laughed.
"Well I better get back. Nice to meet you Calliope."
Callie smiled, a goofy grin covering her features. Teddy came in.
"Who was the blonde?"
"She brought Mirage back."
"And her name is?"
"I dunno we didn't get that far."
Teddy snorted.
"Smooth Torres smooth."
Callie chuckled, in a decidedly better mood.
"Come on lets get the last screecher over with and then we need a beer."
"We are not leaving until you pick one."
Callie growled as the last singer stepped up to the mic. She began singing and at the end of the song Callie groaned. Getting up from her chair without and explanation she headed down the hall to the other studio and burst in quietly. The blonde she had sort of met earlier was sitting at the mic, her fingers plucking out a song and the southern honey voice drifted over Callie. The mixer raised an eyebrow as Callie just stood in the doorway and listened. She was exceptionally passionate and Callie knew she was exactly what she needed. As the blonde finished her song Callie stepped into the room, pushing past the mixing station and into the studio itself. Arizona looked up and was surprised to see the latina walk into the room. Her heartbeat increased slightly; gods that woman was gorgeous. Her breath caught in her throat as the latina huffed over near her and began rambling.
"Look, Can I work with you for a moment? would you be willing to sing a song for me? I know I am cutting into your studio time, and I would be more than happy to pay for this session and pay you a consultant fee, I just need your voice. Please?"
Arizona Robbins in all her years had never seen someone so flabbergasted. Looking at the Latina she smiled.
"Allright Calliope I will sing one song for you."
Unexpectedly the Latina rushed forward and hugged her impromptu, then gently taking the guitar put it on the stand and then grabbing Arizona's hand dragged her through the hallway until they reached the other studio, they walked past Teddy who growled at Callie and Addison who looked at Arizona in confusion. Callie pushed her down on a plush couch and handing her apiece of music walked over and began playing the opening notes on the piano. Arizona chuckled and closed her eyes as the opening notes began to play. It was beautiful. Rising from the couch Arizona moved over towards the piano, and being able to read music she began to sing the song, her voice floating across to Callie. Callie's eyes closed inadvertently as Arizona's voice washed over her began to sing.
"I've waited a thousand lifetimes to find you, but there you are a silhouette in the rain as your back faces me, turning away, the chances lost, the love found and gone. Don't you understand baby, don't you understand. Let me make myself clear, if you walk out there's no turning back.
Love's lost, love's found, but you're my soul mate, and you walked out that door. I wanted to hold you forever, I wanted to love you forever, to hurt for you, cry for you, watch the lines that make you smile deepened with time oh I wanted you. You're walking away from all I could give you. Loves lost, loves lost.
I woke up to a whispered breath of your voice this morning and rolled over deciding not fight another day without you. I'd run, I'd hide, I'd die for you baby, but in the opening lines and the closing page I lost you. Maybe if I'd listened a little closer, maybe if I'd been around more often I wouldn't have lost you to this crimson tide. My hearts lost in the sea, in the storm I braved to forget you.
Love's lost, love's found, but you're my soul mate, and you walked out that door. I wanted to hold you forever, I wanted to love you forever, to hurt for you, cry for you, watch the lines that make you smile deepened with time oh I wanted you. Loves lost, loves lost.
Now the blood pours down staining the hallowed lost ground and my tears wash them away. I stand up try to face another day. The ghosts of your memories haunt me. Maybe If I'd been enough baby, maybe if I'd been enough, you would have stayed here. So I close my eyes one more time and hold you in my memory and wait for the day, when love won't be lost at sea anymore.
Love's lost, love's found, but you're my soulmate, and you walked out that door. I wanted to hold you forever, I wanted to love you forever, to hurt for you, cry for you, watch the lines that make you smile deepened with time oh I wanted you. Loves lost, loves lost. "
Arizona's voice faded as the piano notes came to a close and her eyes met Callie's. For a moment she saw a flash of the pain behind the notes and words. When brown met blue Callie felt that her soul had been exposed, stripped bare by the woman in front of her. She quickly stood.
"Thank you. If you'd like to take the job I need you as a vocalist on several of my songs, you have the range I am looking for. If you want consultant fees fine, I can also get you free studio time. Whatever you need, please work out the details with Teddy Altman my agent, and yours as well I see." She pushed on her sunglasses on to her head and threw on her leather coat and walked out the door. Arizona was left speechless until for one moment Callie turned around her sunglasses about to be pulled down her eyes and she smiled."And you have an incredible voice, Come on Mirage we got a date with a kayak and a beach."
The dog barked and Calliope Torres Dj sensation was gone leaving a stunned Arizona Robbins, country singer and 'perfect ranged vocalist'.