"Mark!" Callie yelled into the seemingly empty apartment.

"Torres!" came a distant voice from deeper within the apartment.

"I screwed up." Callie said as she plopped face first onto Mark's couch.

"Oh Torres you really don't want to be so close to that couch after what it's been through.."Mark laughed as Callie flew off the couch like it was a fire.

"That's Disgusting!"

"So what's up Cal." Mark said with a knowing grin on his face. He knew this had something to do with sex, Callie was wearing her sex glow and flushed face. Callie covered her face with her hands and began to talk.

"Islefwifahpeeshurgin."

"What?" Mark chuckled.

"I slept with a Peds surgeon!"

"Cal that's great! I've been trying to get you laid for weeks now." Mark said before cowering away from the death stare Callie was giving him.

"Not great, this is not great, right?" asked Mark, he knew he was walking on thin ice here.

After not receiving an answer they sat in silence as he waited for Callie to process whatever she was thinking about. He knew better than to interrupt Callie Torres when she is thinking, it never ended well. As minutes went by Callie finally looked up from the nothingness she was staring at.

"I don't know."

"Was it bad?"

"No, it was amazing, the best sex I've ever had."

"Whoa, whoa slow down there Torres, don't forget about our little on-call room shenanigans." Mark put his hand over his heart to exaggerating his hurt.

"That was different, your Mark, you don't count. Plus, that was like ages ago."

"So if it wasn't bad and it was apparently 'the best sex you've ever had...'" Mark said while holding up his fingers in quotations and quickly dodging the arm flying towards him. "…Then I don't see the problem."

"The problem is I only knew her for a half hour, slept with her, and now I can't get her out of my head! This isn't normal, Mark, it's not sane!"

"Who is this mystery woman taking over my best friends mind anyway?"

"Her names Arizona, Arizona Robbins." Callie felt a blush come as she thought of the blonde angel.

"Robbins!" Mark yelled a little louder then he meant to, making Callie jump.

"Yes." Callie said while giving Mark one of her famous 'spill the beans' looks.

"I've been trying to hook up with Blondie for weeks now, this explains a lot, I even turned my charm up to extreme."

"Did it ever occur to you that maybe she's just smart and not gay?"

"Nope, and if I did I would've been wrong anyway." *whack*

"Ow!" Mark said as he rubbed the red area on his arm that the Latina just smacked.

"C'mon you need a drink, I'm taking you to Joe's" Mark said as he tried to pick up the protesting brunette. He hasn't seen her like this in years, even though she presented as unhappy on the outside Mark could tell something had changed. There was a familiar twinkle in her eyes, one her only saw once before when she used to look at him that way. Only this one was brighter, more alive and vibrant.

"Wow! Blondie must be an amazing lay, you're glowing Cal."

"Am not." Callie said as a blush crept up on her face. He was right, she felt different, good different.


Arizona was suddenly awakened by an annoyingly loud beeping. "Shit." After peeling herself out of bed she felt a familiar soreness between her legs, this put a stupid grin on her face followed by a blush from the memory of what she had done with the beautifully tan goddess that had crept into her life earlier. Stop it Robbins. She cursed at herself for giving in to the Latina so easily, but deep inside thanked herself as well. *Beep, Beep, Beep*

"I'm going, I'm going." The exhausted blonde said as she exited the on-call room skating away on her heelys.

"Hi I'm Dr. Robbins, and you are?" she said to the frantic looking little girl in front of her.

"Callie Janssen" the little girl squeaked out.

"Excuse me?"

"Katie Janssen" the girl said, louder this time.

"Oh, right. Well I'm going to be your doctor today." Was it a coincidence that she heard the name Callie, or was the gorgeous latina invading her thoughts. Simple mistake. She thought. Could've happened to anyone, Callie, Katie, pretty similar. Only she didn't have amazing sex with a little girl named Katie. She chuckled at her sometimes sick sense of humor considering she was a tiny human doctor.

The rest of her day was filled with new clumsy interns asking her to give them a Torres, only she was sure they really said tour. She couldn't stop thinking about Callie, just one floor away from her; it seemed like a whole world away from her perspective though.

"I need some sleep." Arizona complained to her favorite nurse and best friend, Amy, she's liked her ever since her first day here when she was the only nurse that didn't screw up her charts, plus she was easy on the eyes, bright red wavy hair that swayed with her every movement, fair skin with light freckles sprinkled across her nose and cheeks, and beautiful green eyes that stood out like you couldn't imagine. The only problem? She liked outies, not innies. Usually, she was more taken by the appearance of Amy, but for some reason she found herself dismissing her looks immediately.

"Long shift?"

"I've been here since 4 am and for some reason I thought it was a good idea to slee- I mean…workout with an ortho surgeon." Nice save Arizona, not. She knew her friend wouldn't buy it. Not only did she know her better but work out, really?!

" I see…working out?" Amy knew exactly what Arizona meant. Hell anybody could know what she meant.

"Yes, and now I'm exhausted!" Arizona plopped her arms down on the desk quickly followed by her head.

"What have I gotten myself into."

"Are you going to tell me what happened, or at least who you 'worked out' with?"

"Callie Torres, you know, tall, tan, gorgeous!"

"Wow! Really? I never pegged her for a lady lover, honestly I thought her and that Mark guy had a secret love child." Arizona bursted out in laughter at her remark, startling the nurse.

"What?! Oh my god! Callie and Mark? From what I've heard he's the sleaziest manwhore there is. Not exactly the daddy type to me."

"Hey, I'm just repeating what I've heard." Amy lifted her hands in defense.

"Callie's definitely a lady lover. I mean, I guess it's possible she's bi but she doesn't seem like a 'secret love child' kind of person."

*Beep Beep Beep* Arizona checked her pager and scrunched her face in confusion when she saw there was no message.*Beep Beep Beep* Arizona now thought she really was going crazy.

"Check your phone" Amy rolled her eyes as her best friend's blonde showed.

"Oh right." Arizona unlocked her phone to find an unknown number had texted her.

Meet me at Joe's for a drink? –C

"C? Who's C?" she opened her second text and smiled goofily at the message.

It's Callie by the way. Callie Torres. In case you've met any other Callie's today.

Amy was surprised at the way Arizona was lit up. It's like she was alive again. Whoever 'C' was, she approved.