Hey guys,

So this time I figured I would add a A/N lol. Thanks for all the follows and favorites! You guys rock! :) I hope you enjoy, I got another 3 chapters ready after this and I'm also currently working on a SwanQueen story, so keep an eye out for that :).

Oh annddddd... They're not my characters (allllll Shonda's!) except Alyx, she is. :) To my BETA; I love you, thank you!

Callie was leaning on the desk at the nurse's station. Tired didn't begin to cover how she felt. She felt weak and lifeless and she still had 4 hours to go. With all the sleep she wasn't getting and with the long shifts she was working at the hospital she was beyond exhausted. She had been working extra shifts in the ER ever since her father disowned her. It was hard but she wouldn't be dependent on someone who didn't accept her for who she was. She always had been close with her parents and her sister but ever since she told them about her first girlfriend, Erica, they had completely turned their backs on her. Even when she called her sister, Aria, to tell her how Erica had left her in the parking lot of the hospital they wouldn't reconsider being a family again. So ever since then, she stopped trying. She had accepted that her family was no longer her family and she had accepted that she had to take care of herself now. In a way she always had just not financially. Her family didn't know, and will never know, what happened to her and what all she had to deal with on her own. So here she was, working her ass off to earn the extra money she needed to pay for her apartment. Her 24 hour shift was close to ending and then she would work another shift just 8 hours later.

"Dr. Torres, I've got the scans from the patient in room 302. Seems better, I just wanted you to look at it before we discharge him." A young intern, who Callie completely forgot her name from was looking at her with these overly excited eyes. It annoyed her. She was who Callie used to be. Before she got sucked into this dark and lonely place. She used to be excited about the small things but these days… Nothing seem to excite Callie anymore. She felt numb inside.

"You just wanted me to look at it?" Callie finally realizing what the intern had said. She turned her body fully towards her and raised her eyebrows. "You know nothing, you're a baby doctor… You always let me see things and you don't even draw a conclusion unless I ask you, understood!?" She demanded. She didn't realize how loud she was talking until she took in her surroundings. Everybody was staring at her, you could hear a needle drop. It was that quite. "What are you all staring at? Get back to work." She calmly turned back to the charts that she was supposed to be working on. Instead, she was leaning on the desk to catch her breath. Everybody around her started moving again. The nurse behind the desk looked at her with a raised eyebrow. She had been working here longer than Callie had, she loved working with her because she knew exactly what Callie needed and didn't beat around the bush. "What, Eilleen?" she snarled.

"Oh, DR. Torres, absolutely nothing. Everything is just peachy." Sarcasm laying thick in her voice. The nurse turned around and went into the small office space behind the nurse's station. Callie let out a sigh. She knew it was rare that she raised her voice but everyone just got on her nerves these days. The rant inside her head once again got disturb by her phone ringing in her lab coat's pocket. She took it out and didn't even look at the caller I.D. before answering.

"Dr. Callie Torres speaking," her voice was monotone and didn't hold any kind of emotion.

"Well, hello, Dr. Callie Torres. This is Dr. Addison Montgomery speaking. Gjeez, Call, you sound like one of those advertisement callers who's been on the phone all day. What got your panties in a twist?" She heard her best friend let out a laugh and she couldn't help but snicker along with her.

"I'm sorry, Adds… Just… a hard day. To what do I owe this pleasure?" Callie smiled at the sound of her best friend's laugh that came through her speakers' once more. Smiling, she wasn't sure if she remembered how that worked, looks like she still got it.

"Oh, you know, I just miss my friend. It's been too long. I was actually wondering what you are doing next week." She could hear the sincerity and the excitement in her voice.

It touched her, someone was actually missing her. Addison had left a couple of years ago and left her and Mark behind. They had been the three musketeers but after she left it was just them two. Almost a year ago Mark passed away. It left her heartbroken and alone. Of course she had an entire hospital filled with colleagues but no one seemed interesting enough or not interested in her enough to be her best friend. So ever since he passed, she's been a lone wolf.

"I miss you too Addy." She couldn't help the small smile that crept on her face. "Uhm… besides work and an appointment, I have nothing planned. Why? What are you up to?" Callie's curiosity was raised.

"They are forcing me to take up my vacation days, apparently I've got too many." She could hear the unbelief drenched in her friends voice.

"So, what are you saying?" A little spark of hope peaked under the surface as the realization of Addison maybe coming to visit made its way to her brain. "Are you coming to Seattle!?" Her excitement reached levels it hasn't had in so long.

"You, my friend, will have to pick me up from the airport next Saturday!" Her friend sounded equally excited. This was going to be great. It was going to be her and Addison just like the good old days.

"Oh my god, I'll be there Friday! This is going to be fantastic, Addy!" She laughed, not being able to control her excitement. She heard her friend laugh again.

"Okay, Call, calm down. Saturday will be just fine! Can't wait, see you then!"

"See you then!" She heard her friend hang up and with a big smile she put her phone back into her pocket.

With a little more energy than before she got the phone call, she walks to the attending's lounge and decided to lay down on the couch while the last 3 hours of her shift drift by. If they needed her, they could page her. She actually felt like maybe she could get some sleep tonight and she wanted to benefit from every moment of it.

3 hours later

Callie woke up from an unpleasant feeling in her side. Moving from her side to her back a loud voice woke her up completely. "Callie Torres, I swear if you don't get off my couch I'll kick your ass."

"Gjeez, Bailey, calm down… What time is it?" Callie stretched her now sore body and looked around to try and get a sense of time but there was nothing there that could tell her how long she had slept for.

"It's time for you to get up and go home, this is my couch for the next hour. GO!" She heard the desperation in Bailey's voice. She sat up and grabbed her phone from her pocket. Pushing the button that lit up her screen, she saw that it was 11 o'clock and her 24 hour shift had ended. Letting out a sigh she looked up at Bailey who was just staring at her annoyed.

"Couch is all yours, Bailey." Callie grabbed her lab coat from the chair next to the couch and left for the locker room where she changed quickly and left for home.

She walked up the stairs that lead to her apartment when she heard loud noises coming from the hallway. Fear immediately hit her and the hairs in the back of her neck stood up. It didn't stop her and she kept walking up the stairs. Once she could see the hallway, she saw boxes near the apartment across from hers. Seems like she finally got someone living across from her again. After Mark had died she had kept the apartment just to keep his memory alive. She had already been struggling with one apartment and after a couple of months it just became financially impossible to keep it. So, she had let it go. Seeing boxes near his front door made her miss him. She still remembered the day he moved in there.

She shook the emotions off and headed for her door when a woman came walking out of the apartment and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Callie. Callie responded the same, like she had hit a wall. She couldn't move. She looked at her and she could see the woman had seen the same thing. She was absolutely beautiful, stunning. Blond, half long hair and bright blue eyes. The jeans she was wearing, hugged her in all the right places. The baby blue shirt with the v shaped collar made her blue eyes pop. Callie shook her head when she realized she had just been standing there staring at her. It was only seconds but it felt like minutes. She could stand there forever and stare at her and Callie would be okay with it.

"I'm sorry, how rude, you must be my new neighbor?" She walked up to her and offered her hand.

Callie took it, "Yeah, if you're moving in than that would be correct." She smiled and took her hand.

"Arizona Robbins," She smiled. Dear god, that smile. "Nice to meet you."

"Callie Torres," she let go of her hand.

They just stood there. Nothing was being said but Callie didn't want to leave. She just wanted to stay right here and look at her. She felt like she was dreaming. This woman has to be the most beautiful one she had ever seen before. This was getting awkward, this needed to stop.

"So, yeah… Uhm… I live across your apartment. I'm going to bed right now but if you need anything, you know where to find me," She winked. I winked. Callie started to feel embarrassed and decided it was for the best to just walk away from this situation before it got more awkward.

"Thank, Callie, that's so nice of you." Again, the smile. Just walk away, Torres. She could hear Mark's voice in the back of her head. She couldn't stop the chuckle that came out. She hoped Arizona hadn't noticed but the look on her face told her otherwise.

"Okay, b-bye," Callie practically fled for her front door. Searching wildly for the keys in her handbag, finally finding them it took her three tries to get the key in the whole and she could feel Arizona's eyes burning through her leather jacket. So embarrassing. She shook her head before opening her door. Looking back once more and smiling sweetly before walking in and closing the door behind her. She slid, with her back against the door, to the ground. She covered her face with her hands. "Shit, shit, shit." She mumbled to herself. I'm in trouble.