Here goes another one..
Chapter 3 - When The Cat's Away
"I thought you big city people were party animals – partying into the wee hours of the morning? What are you doing home?" Arizona teased Callie as she shifted in her bed so that she was lying on her stomach. It was two in the morning in New York making it eleven in Seattle. Arizona should've been asleep. She had to meet with her agent in the morning but she was enjoying her conversation with Callie. They had already been on the phone for an hour and it didn't look like either one of them planned on getting off anytime soon.
Callie laughed as she sat down on the edge of her bed, kicking off her slippers. "Well this big city party animal decided to get some work done tonight." She paused, her voice softening. "Then I decided to call you."
Arizona suddenly had a lump in her throat. She continued to tell herself that it was just harmless flirting between the two of them but ever since her dream, she began to think that maybe things weren't so harmless. Well at least on her end. Ever since she's known Callie, the Latina has been a flirt. So she wasn't worried about her. She's the one who had the dream. She was worried about herself.
Callie chastised herself at her comment. Arizona's unspoken reaction was just subtle enough for her to know that she said the wrong thing so she attempted to lighten the mood. "Let's not forget your party animal days."
The blonde fought off the smile that tugged at the corners of her lips. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Right. I have three words for you. Dirty. Bar. Bathroom."
Arizona turned over onto her back, subconsciously twirling a piece of hair in between her fingers. They had met in a bar in New York through mutual friends when both women were in college. Callie would flirt endlessly with the blonde and she would flirt back. This went on for about a month until Callie kissed her in a dirty bar bathroom. They went home together that night and started a whirlwind romance that was cut short when Arizona decided to move from New York back to Seattle when her father got sick. "Nope, no recollection here."
Callie laughed. "Uh huh. You were the epitome of party animal. I took a few lessons from you." She paused, recalling a few events from their past. "I remember someone getting their heels caught in a grate, and falling breaking her hand after one too many drinks." She heard Arizona gasp. "I also remember a certain someone tripping over a wire, cutting off all the lights and music in that club. Let's not forget you almost hooking up with Justin when you were very much a lesbian."
"Why – why are those things in your memory bank?" She chuckled lightly. "I specifically remember telling you to wipe that one about Justin out permanently. We almost kissed." She shook her head thinking about her college years. "I was clumsy and young and dumb."
"Yes, you were. But you were also cute, which is probably why I never got too upset with you over the silly things you did."
"No, you never got too upset with me because you were completely smitten with everything Arizona."
Callie blushed and nodded her head. "I was…I was."
There was a brief moment of silence, Arizona this time being the one to speak up. She cleared her throat checking the time on the clock on her nightstand. "It's getting kind of late. Where's Molly?"
Callie closed her eyes, shaking the thoughts of Arizona and their brief but fulfilling relationship free. The mention of Molly reminded her that she had a waiting email that needed her attention. "In Paris." Amalia 'Molly' Eliza Sanchez was a model, one that seemed to be booking a lot of jobs lately.
"Really? You decided not to go?"
"No." Callie shifted in her own bed so that she was sitting upright against the headboard. "I'm going out of town myself on Friday."
"Ok." Arizona tried to stifle a yawn, to no avail.
"You sleepy?"
"I'm fine. So…"
"Uh, where's your doctor?"
The blonde smirked at Callie's reference to Julie. "My doctor?"
"Yes…your doctor."
"Well." She yawned again. "She's on call tonight."
"You're sleepy." This time the Latina stated it instead of asking. "You need to go to sleep." She yawned herself. "See now you got me doing it."
Another smile tugged at Arizona's lips as she yawned again, this time her eyes watering from trying to hold it back. "I'm ok, really."
Callie's heart fluttered when she realized that Arizona didn't want to get off the phone with her. She would've loved to stay on the phone all night long with her, but Arizona was tired and she couldn't deprive her from sleep, no matter how bad she wanted to. "Listen, you get your beauty rest." She glanced at her own clock. "I'm going to catch up on mine too."
After a moment of hesitation, the blonde finally obliged. "Ok, fine. I'll talk to you later Calliope."
"Yes you will Arizona." Her voice got low, a touch of tenderness to it. "Goodnight."
Arizona's voice was barely above a whisper, her heart seeming to beat an extra time. "Goodnight."
Both women hung up, smiles plastered to their faces. Callie woke up a few hours later, obviously on the right side of the bed. Her best friend Mark eyed her as she moved around her kitchen in an abnormally good mood. She was not a morning person.
He snapped his fingers and pointed at her, a light bulb going on in his head. "You dog, you had sex last night didn't you?"
Callie looked at him with a straight face, obviously not amused. He shook his head as he thought about it. "No, you're faithful these days." His fingers rubbed his chin, contemplating why his friend was so happy. "Phone sex?" Callie's look didn't falter. "Really? I didn't know you did that."
She took a sip of her piping hot coffee, shaking her own head. "Mark, you're an ass. No I didn't have sex - with anyone last night."
He stole a piece of toast off her plate as she sat down next to him at the breakfast bar. "Right. Anyway, I got the flight info for Friday. You have three days to get everything in order. We'll be in L.A. for a while." He took a bite of the toast and looked at Callie for a response as it crunched in his mouth. The Latina was flying out to Los Angeles since that was where Surgeon's Law was shot. Not only was she a writer, but she was also an executive producer to the show. She dabbled in some directing every now and then as well, but not on this show. Mark - he wasn't just her best friend, he was also her agent. For the most part whenever she moved, he moved.
She took a forkful of eggs in her mouth. "I didn't even start packing yet."
"Well." Mark stood up. "You better get to it. No packing last minute, that's how we missed our flight last time." He walked over and laid across the couch, his feet on the arm rest. Callie looked over her shoulder at him. "Do I come over to your place and make myself at home?"
Mark raised both his eyebrows. "Uh, yeah you do." He picked up the remote and clicked on the TV.
"So babe, they want me to go out to L.A. to meet with Screen Capture Productions about making my book into a TV series." Arizona grabbed her bag out of the passenger seat and stepped out of her car, locking it behind her. She was on her way home from her meeting with her agent, Derek Shepherd, who just so happened to inform her about the production company's plan for her book, Bloodstained Promises. To say she was elated would be an understatement.
"That's amazing baby. I'm so proud of you." Julie beamed with a smile that brightened her eyes. Her girlfriend was amazing.
"Thank you. Gosh, I really can't believe it. I didn't write the book thinking that it was going to go any further than just a book." She walked into her apartment building, taking the stairs to her floor two at a time.
"You're so talented and great at what you do. I don't understand why you –" Julie was cut off by her pager going off. She checked it. "Damn, 911. Baby I got to go but I will see you when I get home and we can celebrate."
Arizona walked into her apartment and threw her bag and keys on the couch. "Ok, love you."
"Love you too."
Arizona hung up the phone and made her way in the room. She dug to the back of her closet to pull out a suitcase. She had a flight to La-La Land tomorrow afternoon, she needed to start packing.
In the next chapter I foresee a meeting of two very beautiful...finally right?
Let me know what you think...
