Callie's POV

God is definitely trying to torture me. Definitely. Without a doubt. I mean really? An impromptu staff meeting the day after both Sadie and Erica return to Seattle and the day after I saw Arizona with that hot brunette?

I obviously murdered a small child in a past life. Maybe several judging by today's punishment. They are all staring at me. All three of them. I feel their gaze. Mark looks around and laughs at me. Manwhore.

"You know, I was on an elevator with Derek once with Meredith, Addison AND Rose, and I thought THAT was awkward… I'm not even going to joke about this."

Manwhore.

I'm not really listening to anything as Derek makes some speech about welcoming back some people, I can only guess he is referring to the two additional blondes I have to face everyday on top of the already difficult task of not facing one particular one.

I hear his tone change to indicate he was wrapping it up and I quickly make a break for it. Hopefully leaving three blondes in my wake.

"Callie"

"Calliope"

"Dr Torres"

Crap. Maybe I could pretend I didn't hear any of them? I turn around and look at them. All three lined up for my viewing pleasure. I really do have a type. This is ridiculous. Maybe I should go after that patient… what was her name? Chloe…Toni… JAMIE. Cute girl. Not blonde. Doesn't work at the hospital… all of which is starting to look VERY good right now.

"Leave me alone. All of you." I'm looking at Arizona as I say this.

"Calliope wait-"

"You." I say accusingly. She kissed me and then went on a date with some woman. A hot woman. She always did say she had girls lining up for her. Hmmf. "You, do not get to call me that anymore. You can't just kiss me in an elevator and then suddenly ten minutes later be on a date with another women. It's not fair. So no more Arizona. No more." I see the look in her eye. I see her hurt. But I no longer have the energy to deal with this anymore.

Usually I head to my usual on-call room, but knowing that Arizona knows that, I am headed for the last place she will look for me.

Callie Torres left the room and Arizona looked over at the other two women who had been staring at her since she had addressed Callie as Calliope. They both had plenty of time to size her up. Neither of them had let the giant bear on her white coat or the plait pigtails escape their notice. The smirk on Erica Hahn's face was evident. Both women had been quick to judge Arizona as their main competition.

Arizona looked over her possible threats. Erica Hahn had been described to her less attractive than she appeared in front of her. The blonde hair and blue eyes aside, Arizona saw few similarities. She looked liked she'd been through a lot. She looked tough. Arizona thought briefly about who'd win in a fight between herself and the Cardio-God and came to the conclusion that while she would win, Erica would give almost as good as she took. She shook the double meaning from her head and looked over at the other woman. Honestly, she had no idea who this girl was. No marker within her memory told her that she was a part of Callie's past. She looked her over and concluded that she could take her down in just seconds if it came down to it. Before returning to reality Arizona laughed inwardly at the absurdity of her thoughts. She had never been a violent woman. Even in the playground when the jibes came about her name, she could just beat them with her words. Now? She's suddenly obsessed with the thought 'I could snap them both like a twig'.

She looked again at the two women and did what she did best. Put on a mask. She offered her hand to Erica Hahn.

"Hi, I'm Arizona Robbins Head of Peds Surgery." Arizona kept her tone sweet and upbeat. "So you are the Erica Hahn that broke her?" Her smile faltered a little as she recalled seeing Callie in the bathroom at Joes. "Well you know what? You are going to lose." Arizona looked over at both of them. Erica's arms crossed tighter across her chest. Sadie looked as though she had been jolted awake. "You know why?" Their blank faces were enough to convince her they had no idea. "Despite what she thinks she saw? She's still wearing my necklace. The one I gave to her. So you can try, and I know you will… because I know that she is worth fighting for, worth… changing for…" She looks down, at her shoes for a second, before she lets herself delve too much into her own doubts and weaknesses she presses on. She raises her eyes to meet Erica's. "Just so we are clear. You will lose." She looks across to the other blonde, truly unaware of how she fitted into this at all, but still marking her territory, just the same. "Both of you."

She skated off on her heeleys before either of them knew what had hit them.

She knew where the Callie was. She knew where she would find her and for that advantage, Arizona Robbins was entirely grateful.

Arizona's POV

I'm knocking on the door. I'm knocking on an on-call room. Really. Knocking? On an on-call room door? Nobody does that. Nobody. They barge in. And that would probably work in this case too, but I need her to know. I need her to be mine. And barging in is not going to work. Not now.

I saw her leave Joes last night and I couldn't help it. I felt guilt. Guilt. I wasn't even on a date like she assumes I was on. I was seeing an old friend. An old friend who I needed to speak to. And so I will not apologize for arranging to meet an old friend of mine. Maybe I'll just grovel and then beg to explain.

I knock again. Out of the corner of my eye I see another blonde come toward me. She's smart. I give her that. The doe eyed one just seems to follow behind.

"Calliope if you are in there-"

The door swings open and Mark Sloan half naked, comes out of the door.

Please don't be Calliope behind the door. Please don't be Calliope behind the door. Please don't be Calliope behind the door. PLEASE.

"Blondie." He smiles at me before I feel people behind me. Dumber and Dumber, I assuming. When did I get this rude? Name calling… I spend too much time around kids. Ha. Isn't that the problem. I shake my thoughts away and I refocus on Mark. "Or should I say Blondies." He smirks at us. "I'm not really a fan of blondes… more a brunette man myself." My heart stops beating. No. Way. No freaking way. She is not behind the door. She is NOT behind this door.

"Mark get back here before I break you again."

Well I guess that's payback for seeing Calliope and I in the shower together. Thank you little grey… really did not need that visual. Although… Thank you that you aren't Callie!

Mark smiles at me.

"Where is the last place you'd look?" I smile at him and I know the answer, now I just have to get rid of Romy and Michelle.