THE OTHER WAY AROUND

Pairing: Callie/Arizona

Summary: Callie's out, Arizona's a newborn, but slowly progressing to becoming a toddler.

Rating: T

Disclaimer: All characters referred to in this work, including the settings are the properties of ABC and Shonda Rhimes. This material was written for pure fun and pleasure and no profit is earned from it.

Chapter 4

What she planned to be a good day turned out, well, not so good at all. It wasn't about the surgeries, she rocked all of it. It was the fact that somebody, somehow, found out something about her, without her knowledge. She'd like to think that it was somebody from her family but knowing her father, he would probably send her a new car or something as a way to congratulate her.

She sat down at the cafeteria, her head still reeling from this morning events. Maybe it was Mark, he is after all one of the few staff who actually knows my real name. He is the only one who has the guts to call me that in my face.

And speaking of the devil, Mark strolled over to her "hey bestie congratulations, I just heard"

Scrap that, it was definitely not him "You just heard?!"

"Yeah, and before you get mad that I just congratulated you, at least I'm here right" Mark made a move to hug her but the expression on Callie's face stopped him. "You don't look happy"

Callie just looked at him, "I am happy!"

"You don't sound happy"

"I am Mark, I really am. I just have something on my mind"

"Well let me help you unwind, we should definitely celebrate, I mean you look like you could use a drink" pause "no I think you need a lot of drinks… you seem uptight."

"Yeah drinks would be okay, I suppose we could go to Joe's later" she responded halfheartedly.

"That's the spirit" Mark's tone was sarcastic, seeing Callie's less than enthusiastic response.

Before Mark could say anything more, Callie's phone rang. "Talk to me", she snapped at the phone

"You know when I heard you became an attending, I expected you to sound more satisfied when I call you" the voice on the other line responded.

A smile crept its way to Callie's face, and her tone softened "hey Addison, sorry for snapping, just having a bad morning that's all. How did you found out"

"Bailey called for a consult, she told me. Cal, how can you be having a bad morning, you are an attending now, a rocking good one at that. Think about it, you can order people around, be the boss of others."

Order people around… hmmm can I order another attendee around too. Callie shook her head at her thoughts, surprised by it.

"what was that Cal?"

Did I say that out loud? "What?... nothing… I know it's great, just that- " her phone was snatched from her

"She is PMSing or something" Mark talked on the phone

"Mark don't be a jerk, give me that" Callie made a move to take back the phone but Mark leaned farther from her. Any other day she would have kicked him but she was not in the mood, so she just slumped in her chair and listened to Mark, not caring that they are talking about her.

"Yeah I don't even know what's with her… she is moping and pouting, she actually looks cute."

Callie gave him a swift kick in the shin.

"Ah what the hell Callie" he reached down his legs then continued talking to Addison, "yeah yeah I'll do it, I'll make sure she does, if I could I'll make sure she gets laid tonight. Maybe that will bring her mood back."

Another kick made Mark yelped then he said bye on the phone.

"Gee thanks Mark, just end the conversation, it was not like I wanted to talk to her."

"She was paged, she'll call you back later"

"Whatever" she roughly pulled the phone back.

Mark was about to react but stopped, he stared at Callie, "okay what is wrong exactly"

"Nothing" she mumbled

"C'mon tell me what is wrong"

"'tis nothing"

"Try me"

Callie hesitated for a moment "did you really just found out? That I became an attending. Who told you?"

"Well I didn't exactly heard it from someone"

"Huh… did you read it somewhere? Come on Mark, this is important"

"What's this got to do with your mood?"

"Will you just answer it, I have a point here, really"

"Well that's good to know" he paused then said, "I figured it out."

"What?"

"I was talking to one of the nurse when-"

"Don't you mean flirting?" Callie butted in.

"Do you want me to leave? Coz I could find a better use of my time than this"

Callie said "sorry" sheepishly.

"Where was I, before I was rudely interrupted, oh yeah the nurse wondered if you made a mistake in putting someone else's scrubs since it was a different color than what you normally use. So I asked her what color you were wearing, and I figured it from there… which is why I'm came here to congratulate you!"

If it was even possible, Callie's mood darkened even more. "Okay what did I do know, I just answered your question. Damn it woman, what the hell is wrong with you, I am starting to believe my earlier theory that you are indeed PMSing." Mark was now confused as to what is making Callie all dark and broody.

"Mark you are still near enough that I can still kick you."

"See exhibit A, PMSing."

"Somebody left a present in my locker"

"Exhibit B, scattered thoughts"

"Will you stop that, it was not the present that unsettled me, it was the message that came with it, one written to a Calliope."

"Well that was sweet of them" Mark said.

Did he just say sweet? He is spending way too much time with Lexie. "Mark you are not listening."

"Yes I am, you said somebody gave you a present that came with a message for Calliope. So it means that…" Mark voice trailed off "Calliope not Callie?" he saw her nod "That's what this is about isn't it? You are wondering who could be giving you presents and calls you by your real name." She nodded again "Well one good guess, your father or any of your family."

Callie just looked at him and raised her eyebrows.

"Right, your father would not give you a gift that small."

"Hence, the wondering."

"Well only a few in the hospital knows your full name and they don't even dare call you that, for fear of their bones being snapped."

Callie sighed deeply, knowing that this conversation is going nowhere. She stood up and made a move to leave when a hand stopped her.

"Just be grateful for the gift, maybe you have an admirer Calliope,"Mark teased then cringed at Callie's facial reaction. "Don't hit me please don't hit me" he cowered in his seat.

What a pussy! "I'm not gonna hit you Mark, I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that. I'm just going to write it down in my "what Mark did to piss me off" list. One of these days, I'm just gonna" she snapped her fingers and looked menacingly at Mark then left.

Mark just laughed nervously, unsure whether Callie was kidding or not. "Don't forget, drinks at Joe's later" he called after the retreating form.