Chapter 7: The Divorce
A phone call woke Callie up the next morning; it was strange to be woken up by her phone rather than the crying baby or beeping pager she had become accustomed to. What was even more bizarre was the name on the caller ID. "George?"
"Call off your stupid watch dog, Callie."
She rubbed her eyes. "What do you mean my watch dog?"
"Some guy keeps calling me from different numbers telling me that I need to contact you. So fine. I give up. Call him off and please just leave me alone."
Oh, this must be the guy that Mark was talking about… "I can't."
"Why not? Callie, this guy is making my life a living hell. I didn't sleep at all last night." Callie almost felt bad for him.
"Well I've been trying to get a hold of you but you wouldn't answer, and I really need to talk to you."
George sighed. "I know. I was just trying to give you some space. I think we both need some time to figure everything out." A high pitched voice came ringing from the background. 'George, who are you talking to?' Callie could recognize that voice anywhere: Izzie Stevens. A rage flew through her and she almost threw her phone across the room, instead she squeezed it in her hand, imagining it was his neck.
"IZZIE!? You're with IZZIE STEVENS?!" Callie started screaming in Spanish until George finally started screaming back.
"You don't get to be mad! You kicked ME out, remember?! Izzie has always been there for me! So yeah, when you kicked me out, she was there! Just like she ALWAYS HAS."
Callie froze, not even able to think she was so angry. "George, you are bringing me signed divorce papers by the end of the week or I will kill you before you get a chance to go have someone else do it for me."
She hung up the phone and immediately missed having a phone she could slam down on a receiver. Somehow, touching the end button on the face of her phone just didn't do her anger justice.
Arizona's phone buzzed just as she was finishing her morning rounds. If it had been anyone but Callie, she would have ignored it to get started on prepping her operations for the day, but over the last few weeks her priorities had shifted.
George called me this morning... and I really need to talk to you. Can you meet me in the on-call room on the third floor after rounds?
Sure. Just finished, see you in a min.
She raced up the stairs, anxious to hear what had happened with George. When she opened the door, it was most definitely not what she was expecting.
"Calliope?" Callie was pacing and at seeing Arizona, flung her hands in the air and started screaming in Spanish. Arizona jumped and her eyes went wide. She closed the door, carefully maneuvered around the storming Latina and sat down on the bed, watching Callie move from one end of the room to the other.
She offered supportive comments as the woman ranted, but she had absolutely no idea what she was saying, and she was almost positive the Latina couldn't even hear her over the sound of her own voice. She paged the only person she could think of to help.
"Uh-huh, okay, I can see you're very upset…" Callie kept pacing and yelling.
Almost ten minutes into Callie's rantings, Mark finally stuck his head in. "You paged, Robbins?"
Arizona shot up and walked over to him without Callie even noticing. "You're her best friend, and I'm at a huge loss right now…" She looked past Mark. "Not to mention the very sick children…"
Mark patted her on the shoulder. "Go, I got this."
Arizona scooted past Mark. "Thank you!" and she rolled off back to her happy place full of sick children and problems she knew how to fix.
Mark grabbed Callie by the shoulders, stopping her in her place. It was the first time she realized Arizona wasn't even there anymore which caused her to look up at Mark, startled.
"Stop speaking Spanish! I have a surgery in ten minutes and I don't speak Spanish!" Mark shook her, and Callie stood stunned, not able to look away. "Ok, now what's going on?"
"George is sleeping with Izzie again. He called me this morning and I could hear her in the background. He's been with her the whole time!"
Mark's grip loosened. "Oh."
Callie rolled her eyes. "Yeah. I told him to get me divorce papers by the end of the week or I'd kill him."
Mark let go of her arms and laughed. "Well that explains why he was so scared and frantic this morning. It didn't even look like he had combed his hair."
"What?! He was here!? When!? Why didn't anyone tell me!?"
"Yeah, he had me paged this morning to give me an envelope for you. Said something about his Program Office letting him use their lawyer… but anyways, he didn't want to see you, and he told me to wait at least half an hour before telling you. I guess he really thought you might kill him and he wanted a running start."
"Oh." Callie sank onto the bed with a dazed expression, not yet quite comprehending what was happening.
Mark sat down beside her. "I put it in your mailbox for you."
"Thanks." She couldn't believe he actually did it. She realized she might not ever see George again and at first, everything went dark. She couldn't picture her life without him; Sofia's life. This was really happening; her marriage was ending.
"You okay? Want me to page Robbins back up here?"
Arizona. She remembered instantly why it was that she had asked for the divorce in the first place and the darkness went away. Her life wasn't about George anymore. Her life was about happiness and whoever in her life that made her happy. She thought first of Sofia and then of Arizona, followed by Mark who reached around to wrap her in a supportive hug. She nodded. "Yeah, can you please?"
"Sure thing." He leaned in and kissed her on her head, squeezing her then stood to leave.
"Mark?" He turned.
"Thank you."He smiled and with a nod was out the door.
Arizona sat through the entire explanation, finding the English translation much easier to follow. She hugged Callie as she finished and held her as she sobbed into her shoulder. She rocked her back and forth, kissing her head and whispering to her until she stopped. After a time, Callie sat up and wiped the tears from her eyes with a laugh.
"I swear I don't actually cry this much." Arizona laughed and wiped away a tear on Callie's cheek with her thumb.
"I don't mind. Everyone needs some time to cry every once in a while, and it's not like you've had the easiest last couple of months."
Callie shrugged. "It's getting better though." She leaned in tentatively and kissed Arizona. They pressed into each other, deepening the kiss and they were both smiling when they pulled away from each other. "Much better."
"Agreed. Do you want me to be there when you sign the papers?"
Callie nodded. "Can we eat lunch here in the on-call room and I'll sign them then? Just in case there's more tears… I don't really want this to be a public event, you know?"
Arizona kissed her briefly. "Of course, Calliope. I'll see you then."
Callie kissed her, amazed that each new kiss still somehow felt like their first. She stood up, pulling the blonde to her feet. "Now go get back to saving the tiny humans!" They left the on-call room and were passing the nurse's station when Callie patted Arizona's butt. She spun around with a feigned offended look.
"Dr. Torres! Behave yourself!"
Callie leaned in to whisper to the blonde. "Oh, I don't plan on behaving myself." Her low and sultry tone had the blonde shell-shocked and she froze in the middle of the hall watching Callie walk past, looking over her shoulder with a grin.
Callie signed all of the papers and left them on the nightstand before she even started to eat her lunch. She had gone through waves of emotions since that morning; anger, betrayal, depression, but had landed on excitement. She was excited to turn this new leaf in her life especially since it involved the particularly talented, brilliant, and beautiful peds surgeon sitting next to her on the on-call bed. She looked over to see said surgeon staring at her curiously.
She cocked her eyebrow. "What? Do I have something on my face?" She wiped at her mouth, but Arizona just shook her head.
"No, I'm just amazed at how well you're handling all of this." She waved her carrot in the air before chomping down on it.
"All of what? The divorce? It's long past due, let me tell you…"
"Well, yeah, there's that. But I mean… us." She motioned between the two of them. "The whole going from being straight your whole life to suddenly… this. It's just that you haven't even mentioned how freaked out you must be by this."
Callie paused, realizing she really hadn't been freaked out by any of it at all. Everything with Arizona just seemed so natural, she hadn't even thought about the fact that this meant she might be gay. She only saw it as feelings she developed for a person, who happened to be a woman. "Well, I guess I've always known that I wasn't attracted to just one sex. I'm attracted to people; who they are, how they treat me... Their sex never really seemed to be the deciding factor."
Arizona sat back and took a sip of her soda. "Really?"
Callie nodded. "Yeah. I had a thing with a girl in med school, Erica Hahn. I hear she's a pretty prominent cardiac surgeon now; she always did love to play with hearts." She laughed, thinking back on their very sudden and short adventure of a relationship. "It ended pretty quickly, but that's when I really came to realize for the first time that it didn't matter for me what sex someone was, just who they are as a person." She looked to Arizona. "And you, Arizona, are an incredible woman. I've always admired you as a surgeon, but when you helped me through everything with Sofia and now with George... I just can't help but see you in a whole new light. Less as a surgeon and more as a person, and you really are just…" she took a deep breath, taking in Arizona's every feature. "…amazing."
Arizona reached up to hold Callie's face, pausing to breathe her in, then leaned forward into a kiss. She wanted to show Callie just how much that meant to her; words simply weren't going to be enough. The other woman responded immediately, reaching behind Arizona to cradle her head. When she broke the kiss, Arizona didn't pull away; she simply stayed close enough to feel Callie's breath on her skin. Callie leaned forward and kissed her again. A moan escaped Arizona and rang through Callie like a bell, bringing a smile to her face.
"And I will not let the fact that you're a woman stop me from kissing you if they're going to keep feeling that good."
Arizona arched an eyebrow. "Oh, I can make you feel so much better than that."
The look on Arizona's face drove Callie past her point of no return. She leapt forward, taking Arizona by surprise. Her kisses were fervent and almost frenzied with desire. Arizona caught fire and returned the kiss with an equal, if not more, amount of passion. She ran her hands down Callie's sides and landed on her hips. Callie had her hands in Arizona's hair, raking her nails across her scalp. With each kiss, Callie tugged gently on Arizona's hair which quickly became her new favorite feeling. She squirmed on the bed until Callie lifted her to stand and moved her hands down to Arizona's ass, gripping it forcefully and lifted her to press her against the wall. Arizona wrapped her legs around Callie and dug her nails into her back. As soon as she did, Callie moaned into Arizona's mouth. The sound sent a ripple through the blonde's body and she started bucking her hips against Callie's pelvis. Callie moaned louder and Arizona suddenly lost all of her control. Callie rocked her hips forward, meeting Arizona's rhythm and soon she was working towards a climax. Callie left one hand on the back of Arizona's neck while the other moved forward and under her scrub top, cupping her breast, and squeezing it gently. Her moan almost turned into a squeak when Callie's hand shifted and found her nipple. Callie rocked into Arizona's bucking hips and broke from Arizona's lips to kiss her way down to the pulse point below her jaw. Arizona looked towards the ceiling and closed her eyes. Callie bit down gently, making Arizona moan in delight. "Oh, god, Calliope. Don't stop…" The Latina smiled and squeezed the breast in her strong hand, flicking the nipple gently with her thumb. She licked down Arizona's neck and rocked her hips into Arizona, taking complete command of the blonde's body. Arizona's moans started growing louder until Callie thought to kiss her again, suddenly remembering where they were.
Her tongue slipped into her mouth, dancing with Arizona's. The blonde wrapped her arms around Callie holding on tightly as she felt her climax approaching. She rocked her hips forcefully into Callie, who felt the sudden shift in urgency. She met the woman's rhythm immediately, pressing her further and further towards the edge until suddenly her body surged. Her moans turned into an almost animalistic growl, her back arched throwing her forcefully against Callie. She lost all the strength in her legs, but Callie held onto her, cradling her through her finish. Arizona shook almost uncontrollably as the powerful climax overtook her entire nervous system. Electricity was flying through her entire body as her core pulsated. When she finally remembered how to breathe again, she let her head fall to Callie's shoulder and her legs fall so she could stand. In between pants, she breathed, "Oh my god, Calliope. And I still have my clothes on?"
Callie laughed and kissed her again. She paused, taking in the new appearance of Arizona. "God, you're beautiful."
Arizona smiled and brushed a lock of hair out of Callie's face, tracing every one of her features with her eyes before she landed on her lips. "You are..." She paused to take a breath. "...incredible."
As the women met in another kiss, they both stopped to wonder how in the world they had gotten so incredibly lucky.
