"Hey! How did the surgery go?"
She smiled at Arizona as the she entered the room. The blonde plopped down on the couch, obviously exhausted from the day's work.
"It was rough," she replied, pulling off her scrub cap and letting wavy golden locks cascade past her shoulders. "Mom almost bled out on the table, and the baby's spinal tumor was a lot harder to access than I'd anticipated. But, we got through it," she smiled. "They're both fine."
Amelia smiled to herself as she watched the other woman relive it. She'd always admired that about her - how invested she was in her work, in her patients. Sometimes she worried the fetal surgeon's heart was too big for her own good.
The brunette shrugged off her lab coat and bent over to pull off her trainers, watching as the other woman closed her eyes and tilted her head back.
"You're amazing," she smiled.
Arizona opened her eyes and lifted her head. She suppressed a grin and seemed to blush as she eyed the brunette, shaking her head.
"You're sweet," she told her. "But you overestimate me."
"Oh, shut up," Amelia teased, smirking at her. "You're amazing," she said again, her voice soft but serious.
The blonde smiled back at her, watching as she let her hair down. She became flustered when Amelia lifted her scrub top over her head, resisting the urge to stare as her abdominal muscles flexed, as she left herself standing before her in just a dark gray bra... okay, so maybe she was staring. It was hard not to.
Amelia smirked, feeling the other woman's gaze on her. She'd already teased her once today for staring, so this time she pretended not to notice. She had to admit, though, it was quite flattering.
She slipped on some jeans and a blouse, before running her fingers through her hair and slipping on her boots.
"Hot date tonight?" the blonde joked, taking in the woman's appearance.
Amelia chuckled. "I was just going to pick up some dinner, actually. Cafeteria food gets bland after a while."
Arizona frowned. She'd forgotten that the neurosurgeon was still living at the hospital. She took a breath before speaking up.
"Well, you're welcome to stay with me," she offered, her voice suddenly sounding timid. It made the brunette smile.
"If you want to, of course," the blonde hurriedly continued. "Just... if you need a place to stay..."
"Thank you," Amelia told her, her voice sincere. "That'd be really great, actually. If you don't mind."
"I just offered, didn't I?" Arizona teased.
The shorter woman chucked. "Thank you," she told her again, picking up her purse.
"Are you doing anything right now?" she asked the blonde.
"I've got to check on a few patients," Arizona replied. "But after that I should be done."
"Want to get something to eat?"
"Yeah, I'd love to," Arizona grinned. "If you don't mind waiting."
"'Course not."