A/N: I supposed a lot of you should have watched the movie Valentine's Day (starring McDreamy and McSteamy!) Well, this basic idea of this story is similar to the movie. It's actually a collection of short stories featuring different couples, and each character are going to be related to the others. Please read and review! I will be so so so happy to see your comments! :D

Ps: All of the stories from this collection is set in Washington D.C. And I know absolutely nothing about law so please bear with me if there's any mistakes.

Chapter 1 (Calzona)

Callie Torres: 37, Family law attorney at Avery & Grey

Arizona Robbins, 35, New international law attorney at Avery & Grey

Callie Torres used to think that the DC is a cold, distanced place and she never liked it here. Everyone is so busy with their own agenda and seldom has the time to care for one another. If it wasn't for her wonderful job at the best law firm in the states, Avery & Grey, she will never even consider living here.

But this morning, she realized that all of these are crap. Walking on the Arizona Avenue, she feels like everyone is looking at her, like all of them knows about her secret, like everyone in this city knows that she doesn't have her panties on.

'Really, it is just a tragic accident, not some horny porno plot.' She kept saying this to herself silently, trying to convince herself to believe that she didn't become that kind of women, who would sleep with anyone because of loneliness… No. She refuse to admit the fact that she is now Meredith Grey.

"Callie Torres speaking. Oh hey, Yang." Callie's phone rang in her handbag, she searched for her phone in her giant messy bag, and successfully answered it before it stops ringing.

It is her colleague, aka best friend since law school, Cristina Yang calling. The two women didn't like each other much back then, but as they are both somehow related to Meredith Grey, they started to develop a twisted friendship and eventually working in Avery &Grey together. After all these years, Callie can proudly present Cristina as her best friend.

"Where have you been? The meeting starts at 10:30, it is almost 10 now. Catherine Avery is so going to kill you if you are late." Cristina screamed with her signature sarcastic tone.

"I know! I am on Arizona Avenue now so I should be… oh crap." Callie answered, and the name "Arizona" triggered some bad memories from the night before. She closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to shake away the face of that woman from her mind.

"What crap?"

"Nothing. Actually, I do need something from you." Callie hesitated, but she really don't have a choice apart from asking Cristina. "Can I borrow one of your spare panties?"

"What? Why you would need a spare panties? And why on earth would you think I have a spare panties with me?"

"Oh save it Cristina Yang. I saw it in your office once. I would say it is because you need to prepare yourself to answer to the booty calls from Major…"

"Okay stop!" Callie smirked as she heard her friend "begging" her to shut up. 'Yay for Callie Torres!' This is probably the best thing that have happened to her on this morning.

"I would be arriving in ten minutes. Meet me at the ladies' room. Thanks Cristina!" She rambled and threw her phone into her bag, then walked towards the building where Avery & Grey located.

Avery & Grey is the best law firm in the United States. Found by widely renowned attorneys Harper Avery and Ellis Grey, working in this firm is a dream shared by thousands of law students. In order to secure its status among all the other law firms, Avery & Grey hire talented lawyers from almost every field of the law profession. Callie Torres is the head of the family law unit, while her friend Cristina Yang is responsible for the criminal law unit. Along with their boss Catherine Avery and head of environmental law unit Jackson Avery, Avery &Grey remains as the best law firm in America despite retirement of Harper and Ellis.

Callie squeezed herself into the already crowded elevator, ignoring the disapproval glances from the others in the elevator. She closed her eyes as the elevator started to go up slowly, trying to forget everything happened last night. But her brain just won't follow her orders…

It was the wedding of Callie's high school classmate last night. Despite her super busy job, she still gladly went to the party for a chance to catch up with her classmates.

"Hey Callie! Where are your wedding date?" Her best friend, Mark Sloan approached her and asked.

"I don't have one, okay? But I would rather be alone than bringing Shepherd as my date."

"Ouch! Do you know how many woman wanted to go to weddings with me?" Derek pretended to be hurt and joined the conversation. "Seriously though, you still hasn't got a boyfriend? Don't tell me you are still in love with George O'Malley?"

"What? No! I don't have a boyfriend because I am a lesbian!"

"Well then why you hasn't got a girlfriend?"

"Because I am a great attorney who is too busy to kick ass! I don't have the time to date!"

"You never tried Tinder?" Mark frowned and asked. Derek and Callie rolled their eyes together and refused to continue their conversation with Mark.

"Ignore him. Mm, saw that blonde woman over there? The one talking to the bride with a glass of champagne in her hand?"

"Yeah, then?"

"She is a lesbian." Callie looked at Derek who is smirking at her suggestively and asked,

"You don't… You are not asking me to hit on her do you?"

"Of course! Weddings are great opportunity for hooking up. Drink your liquid courage and go flirt a little with her. Ask for her number but don't ask her out yet. Wait for her to call you."

"Whoa. First, I know how to hit on girls. And second, I am so not going to flirt with her! I am not those kind of people who hit on women in weddings!" Callie gave him a disgusted look and went to the bathroom. She quickly typed a message asking for help from Cristina. After promising to bring Cristina lunch for a month, Callie finally got Cristina agree to save her from hell.

So, 20 minutes later, Callie waved goodbye to Derek and Mark with an apologetic expression on her face. She pretended to be having an important phone call and quickly get into a cab. She sighed in relief and told the driver the name of her favourite bar.

Just because she does not want to spend time at a wedding, doesn't mean she wanted to go home and be alone.

She found a seat by the bar table and waved to the bartender, Joe. He nodded and gestured for her to wait for her usual drink. Moments later, a shot of tequila appeared in front of her. Without much thinking, she gulped down the whole shot and asked Joe for another one.

"Ah… You have no idea how much I needed this. It is hard to be a single attorney nowadays. You wanted to sate someone, but you don't have the time to do so because you have to handle messy family business for your clients. Which sometimes makes you wonder, why the hell so many people have got the time and the energy for adultery? I mean, I barely have time to sleep! And yet they got time to screw their secretary, or their yoga coaches, or their co-worker? It's unfair!" Callie rambled at the bartender non-stop. Normally, he would be really interested to listen to her crap, but today, he keep looking at her with a strange face.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Callie asked. Joe pointed behind her. She turned around, and saw a beautiful blonde woman smiling at her sweetly.

"Hi, I am Arizona." The woman smiles and said. Callie shook her hand and said, "I am Calliope. Um, do you need something?"

"Uh…" Arizona smiled at her sheepishly and asked Joe for help. Joe cleared his throat and said, "Um, what she means is that, um, you took her drink."

"What?"

"The shot of tequila you just had? It's mine, actually."

"Oh… Oh! Oh I am so sorry! I was having a bad day and I thought I got my drink so fast because Joe knew I was having a bad day and… Oh my god. I am sorry."

"It's fine, really." Arizona patted her shoulder gently and asked Joe, "Joe, um, could you give us another shot? Thanks."

"I am really sorry."

"Never mind. So Calliope, you live here in D.C.?"

"Uh, yeah! I moved here right after I finished law school."

"Oh, so you're a lawyer!" Arizona raise her brows in surprise.

"Yeah, but you know, we are in DC. So, it's really not that common for you to run into a lawyer at a random bar." Callie chuckled and said. "What about you? New to DC?"

"Mm. I landed this morning. I have been working in Geneva with the UN." Arizona took another sip of her drink and winked at Callie, "I am a lawyer too. International law."

"Wow. Impressive." Callie finished her drink and waved at Joe for a refill. She continued chatting with Arizona about their career while pouring shots after shots of tequila down their throat. Soon, Callie was too drunk to walk.

"Calliope? Calliope?" Arizona patted her shoulder and whispered her name.

"Um, Joe? I am sorry, but it seems like she is drunk. Do you...?"

"No, I don't know where she lives. She usually comes here with her friends, let me call them and see what they can do." Joe smiled at Arizona and went into the store room to call. Minutes later, he came back with a sorry face.

"I tried, but it seems like none of her friends are free. How about you let her crash with you tonight?"

"Me? Well, um... I guess I have to." Arizona sighed and dragged Callie onto the cab she just called.

"Okay... So I am gonna sleep on the couch tonight." Arizona settled Callie on the bed and exhaled deeply. She went into the bathroom and stripped herself for a shower. When she only have her panties left on her body, she felt another warm, naked body pressing against her out of where.

She looked into the mirror and saw Callie, who is completely naked, hugging her. She can feel Callie's warm breath falling on her neck and giving her shivers.

"Calliope?" She asked with slight tremors in her voice. Arizona knew she was a lesbian all the way, and she surely wouldn't mind a hot one night stand with a hot Latina before her first day of work. The problem is, Arizona Robbins is not the kind of person who would take advantages from a drunk, especially when she was not sure whether the drunk Latina is a lesbian or not.

"I want you..." Callie whispered in her ears, and started touching her body. Arizona tried to escape, but she couldn't.

"Um, Calliope, you are drunk..." She tried to push Callie away one more time, but her lips were sealed by Callie's and she couldn't resist anymore.

"Screw it." She thought. "It's not illegal anyway."