AN: Thanks so much for all the follows, favorites, and reviews. I'm glad that you all enjoyed the first chapter. As for the some that didn't, don't read it. Simple as that.
Now this one might be kind of difficult for some people to read, especially the hardcore Calzona shippers, but I honestly feel like it's necessary in order for any kind of reconciliation to happen. It was hard for me to write too, since I am a part of that fanclub lol. I really feel like Arizona has been discounted A LOT, and wanted to kind of show a different side of her than what they're allowing on the show. Arizona has so much substance and so much hasn't been done with her, which drives me crazy. Callie's not in this chapter, but don't worry, she'll be back next chapter. I'm already in the process of writing it and hopefully have it posted within the next couple of days.
If you're freaking out by the end of this, don't worry. I'm a girl with a plan.
It was sleazy and inappropriate, but damnit, they just couldn't help it.
"There's no way she's just a 4, did you see the size of her tits?!"
Arizona glanced back subtlety before zeroing her attention on the dart board in front of her. One eye squinting, tongue in cheek, she made her shot, and just like the past 10 minutes, she managed to almost land on bulls eye. Which was pretty impressive, considering her inebriated state.
"Bigger the boobs doesn't always mean the best quality woman, Karev. Who knows what kind of shit is chilling in between those two melons."
This was a new game they had been playing ever since. All the serious talk had brought the energy down slightly, and they needed to pick it back up again. Neither had to be at the hospital til noon the next day, so they were gonna continue to drink and objectify women until Joe called them a cab, or kicked them out.
"She's hot too, though," Karev muttered defensively before taking another sip of his Long Island. He had switched over halfway through the night after the blonde had ordered one for him. It wasn't half bad, but at this point his taste buds were shot.
"Sure, if you're looking for a hooker or something, then yep, she's your girl," Arizona chuckled as she tried and failed miserably to sit back on her stool. She leaned casually against the table instead. "Jo's hot and doesn't look like a hooker. And her boobs are pretty awesome."
"So you've thought about her boobs…"
"Well she walked into the bathroom when I was in there and started undressing!" It was very surprising and really mortifying, but duh, she looked.
He wagged his finger in her face, well more to the right of her face. "But you've still thought about itttt."
"Of course I thought about it, I'm gay," she deadpanned before taking a sip of her drink. "Plus I thought you were 'down for whatever.'"
"I am down for whatever," he replied, getting up from his stool and making his way to the dartboard. "You're the one who got all self-righteous and claimed that you weren't staring at her ass."
"Because you were being a butthead and put me in a pretty awkward position! That was fucked up by the way."
"So you were staring at her ass," he smirked before taking his turn. The dart hit the border before falling to the floor.
The pair were obviously too drunk for strenuous activities such as this.
"Whatever," she replied before scoping out the bar again. They had arrived a little earlier and the place had really filled up in the few hours they had been hanging out. Her body swayed slightly as her gaze wandered around before blue eyes settled on a table in the corner on the other end.
"Okay, check her out over there. Now that is a solid 10." At least that's what hammered Arizona determined. The beauty was currently seated, along, blocking the view of her body, but just looking at the face she could tell that this was definitely a 10.
Alex followed her gaze, "Dude, you should totally talk to her." The chick was pretty hot.
Since her inhibitions had pretty much went out the fucking window about an hour ago, Arizona considered it for a second. What harm would it do, right? She had never seen the woman before, at least she didn't think so, and she used to be good at this, right? How hard could it be?
"I can't talk to her, no one in this place even has the requirements to be talking to a God given wonder such as that," Arizona sighed, holding her head in her hand. She really was quite beautiful. She possessed gorgeous bone structure and her hair looked luscious, tied in a fancy ponytail with wavy brown tendrils framing her face.
The two continued to look on in admiration. Their gazes must have been felt because all of a sudden the woman looked over at them. She held their attention for a few seconds, causing them both to look away simultaneously, almost knocking heads in the process.
"Whatever, you're lucky I'm taken, we would seriously be fighting over that right about now." He burped before moaning and sitting back on his stool sloppily.
Arizona scoffed, succeeding this time in sitting on her own stool, "Please, you wouldn't even be an option for her."
"Prove me wrong then. Go over there and get her number," he challenged, finishing off his Long Island.
She glared at him slightly, "And what do I get if I do?"
He mirrored her look, "50 bucks and I'll update your charts for the next 2 weeks."
The blonde snorted, "Are you serious? You're going to do an intern's job if I can get a number?"
Alex leaned back as a bartender walked over to their table and carefully set down their round of Long Islands, "I knew you wouldn't do it. I knew she wouldn't do it," he told the bartender. The innocent man just looked at them blankly before turning away.
"Wait," Arizona said to the bartender, ending her stare off with Karev. "That woman over there in the corner by herself, send over another of whatever she's having, on me," she finished, handing the bartender a $20. "Keep the change, too."
The bartender slowly took the money from her hand, "Do you want me to tell her it's from you?"
She met his eyes and smiled, "Of course." The young bartender faltered a little bit from her mesmerizing gaze and killer smile.
"You got it. She'd be a fool to say no."
"Aw thanks!" Arizona replied sappily as he walked away. "I hope you clear your schedule for the next two weeks, Karev. The only thing you'll be doing with your hands is writing! And if Jo cuts you off because you did something stupid, playing with yourself."
Alex smirked, "We'll see about that."
The door to the bar chimed, signaling another guest. The gentleman stopped at the entrance for a second, taking in his surroundings. He made his way to the bar and quickly ordered a beer and a shot. His eyes settled on the pair by the dartboards before making his way over to them.
"Dr. Robbins, Dr. Karev," Deluca greeted respectively. "You mind if I sit with you guys?"
"Roomie! Take a load off!" Arizona greeted, patting his shoulder roughly. He smiled slightly before taking a seat at their table. Alex glared at him before taking another pull from his drink. Deluca nodded in greeting before eying the attending's beverage.
Is there an umbrella in that?
"And we're not working right now, you can call me Arizona," the blonde added.
"You can still call me Dr. Karev," he added shortly.
"Alex," Arizona scolded. "Get the stick out of your ass, you're still my best guy friend," she ruffled his hair, almost poking him in the eye.
Deluca chuckled nervously, "So what are you guys up to tonight?"
"We're rating girls," she answered. "We find a woman, rate her on a scale of 1 to 10, based on visible looks and how we think she'd look naked, then discuss." Deluca nodded seriously before checking the place out. Now that he was sitting at the big kid's table, he didn't want to mess it up.
"What about the chick behind the bar?"
Alex rolled his eyes.
"Trish doesn't count; we both already know what she looks like naked."
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"Fuck!"
"Pay up biiitttcchhhhh," Alex slurred as Arizona shot and cue and eight ball in. They had moved onto the pool table later in the night and Arizona had lost the past two games they had played by this same move. Impressive since she was seeing duplicates of everything. Deluca stood next to him laughing.
The two male surgeons had seemed to bond over making fun of her every chance they got. Which was fine, at least Alex wasn't shooting the intern dirty looks anymore.
"You guys suck," the blonde pouted. She set her pool stick down before making her way over to the bar.
"You lose again, Arizona?" Joe asked playfully.
She sighed, "Yes, yes I did Joe. Another round." Losing was not something she enjoyed. Arizona hated losing in anything. She watched Joe start making the drinks for the group, humming along to Alessia Cara's song Here that was playing through the speakers.
Although they were all pretty drunk by now, Arizona just could not find it in herself to stop drinking. She was having fun for the first time in what felt like forever, and she wanted to just, enjoy herself. With gross boys and alcohol.
A few seconds later she felt a presence settle next to her left.
"Hey."
The blonde turned her head and was met with the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen. Well, maybe not the most beautiful, but definitely top 5. They looked kind of hazel at first glance, but after longer inspection she realized they were a dark emerald.
It was the 10, and she was definitely more than a 10 up close. The woman was wearing tight white jeans with black peep toe heels, and a black off shoulder blouse with just a hint of delicious cleavage showing. A teardrop pendant settled between her tan breasts, with matching earrings.
"Hi," Arizona answered slowly, slowing taking in the stranger.
"Are you okay?" she asked, a small smirk forming on her red painted lips.
"Uh, um- I," the blonde stuttered. Focus, Robbins. "I'm sorry, it's just, I noticed you earlier from across the haziness of this place and thought you were beautiful, but now that you're standing in front of me I think that you're just…absolutely stunning."
Good one, doc.
The woman blushed profusely, her smirk turning into a grin. She laughed nervously, "Wow, thank you for that. I also wanted to thank you for the drink earlier. It's what's giving me the extra confidence to even stand here right now."
"Why would you need any more confidence, you're gorgeous," Arizona stated bluntly.
"You're really good at this, aren't you?"
"Good at what?"
"Flattering a woman."
"Apparently not that good since I didn't get your name."
"Natalie," the woman answered, holding her hand out for the blonde to take. Her thumb brushed over Arizona's hand softly.
"Arizona," she returned.
Natalie perked up, "Like the USS Arizona?"
She stared for a second before laughing and nodding her head, "Yes, exactly! You're the first person in my entire life besides my family to get that!"
The brunette giggled, "I'm kind of a war history geek. Pearl Harbor is basically the reason I vacationed in Hawaii for a week. That's an honorable name for a gorgeous woman." Natalie took in the blonde's appearance, appreciating the black boots tucked into tight black jeans. A deep purple chiffon blouse draped her torso snugly. Her wavy blonde hair rested on one side, and her eyes were just, wow. The subtle smokiness of her makeup made them pop even more than they already did. One minute of conversation with this woman and she was already smitten.
Arizona felt something then, something she hadn't felt stir inside her belly in a long time. They continued to smile, their eyes never leaving each other's.
"Well thank you, it seems like I'm not the only one good at flattering a woman," she answered as Joe set her party's drinks in front of them. The two woman looked at the beverages before looking at each other again.
"Is it bitchy of me to not want you to bring those to your friends?" Natalie asked coyly.
"Not at all," the blonde replied, turning her head in the direction of the pool table, "DELUCA FORWARD MARCH."
Deluca looked at her confused, but walked over to them. Arizona thrusted a beer and Long Island into each hand, "Here you go."
He glanced at the beers, "Okay but aren't you-"
"I'm busy," she interrupted, nodding slightly to the woman next to her. Natalie looked on amused.
The young intern glanced between the two women slowly, "Right. Okay, well thanks," he smiled sheepishly before turning away and stumbled back to Alex, who gave Arizona two thumbs up. She shook her head before turning her attention to more pressing matters.
"So, Natalie, where were we?" she took a seat on a barstool and motioned for the brunette to sit down.
Natalie scooted her stool a little bit closer before sitting down, "I think we were about to flatter each other some more."
"I like your face."
"I like your face, too."
##
"It shouldn't be taking her this long to get a number, right?" Deluca asked. The older surgeon had filled the young intern in on the bet they had going on. The two men had been sitting at their table, blatantly watching the two women laugh and flirt. Arizona was telling a story, touching the other woman's arm every now and then, while the brunette laughed and had her hand on the blonde's thigh.
Alex snorted, "You obviously don't know that many lesbians. Robbins is just buttering her up, she'll get the number and 50 bucks. Aaaanddd I will be doing her charts."
"So you made a bet with her, knowing she'd win?"
"I knew it was a possibility that she'd win," he shrugged. "It got her out there, didn't it?"
"That's really cool of you, Alex," Deluca said.
"Whatever," he said, glancing at his watch, it took a lot of squinting. "Shit, we're going to have to cab it to Arizona's."
"Is it alright if I ride with you guys, I had to hand over my keys to Joe earlier."
"You're going to be living there soon, aren't you?"
Deluca shrugged, "Well yeah but-"
"Look, I won't have a problem with you unless you kill or almost kill somebody on my watch, hit on Wilson, or piss off Robbins. Got it?"
"I'll have the cab on standby."
##
"You did not?!"
"Not on purpose! My brother never brought that girl around the family, how was I supposed to know?"
"So you stole his girlfriend from him?"
"Well he stole my girlfriend first in the 6th grade," Arizona laughed, downing the rest of her drink in memory of Tim. "I felt so bad after though, he was in the dumps and hated me for like two weeks."
"So you've always been this smooth, then?"
The blonde smirked, "Everything I learned I learned from my brother. Maybe I'll open a door for you sometime."
Natalie giggled before glancing at her phone, frowning, "Damn't. I have to work early tomorrow so I'm going to have to head out. But… I would really like it if we did this again soon."
Arizona grinned, "I'd like that too." She slid her phone over, unlocked, already in the new contact page. The brunette laughed and quickly typed in her information. She eyed the blonde slyly before reaching into her purse and pulling out a pen. She grabbed her arm, their eyes never leaving each other, and slowly slid the sleeve up slightly and neatly wrote her number down. She blew softly over her forearm, making sure the ink was dry.
"There, that way I'll really know if you liked me or not."
"Trust me, you'll know something," Arizona said cheekily. They both stood up at the same time. Natalie leaned over tentatively, placing a soft but sensual kiss on the corner of the blonde's mouth. The brunette pulled back and smiled one last time before making her way out of the bar.
Arizona sighed dreamily. There had to have been some divine intervention going on that brought this woman into her line of sight tonight. Maybe it was Joe and his strong ass drinks, but regardless, Arizona had a number. She smirked before swinging her body around.
"PAY UP BIIITTTCHHHH!"