Arizona's head pounded as she woke up the next morning. She was awake, but refused to open her eyes. 'Just 10 more minutes,' she told herself as she snuggled up in the covers, forcing herself to go back to sleep, but it was no use, the constant banging in her head was horrific, it felt like her brain was trying to force it's way out of her skull.

She opened her eyes slightly and groaned as she reached for the alarm clock on her bedside table, but it wasn't there. "What the fuck?" she mumbled, opening her eyes fully and looking around for it. Then she realised that she wasn't at home. Honestly she had no idea where she was.

"Morning sunshine." Josh said smiling as he appeared in the bedroom doorway holding a cup of tea.

'Oh shit.' Arizona thought, desperately trying to remember last nights events. She slowly sat up in bed and held her aching head in her hand. "Did we..." She began, looking up at Josh.

He laughed at her. "Forgive me, but where I'm from it's a little rude to do it with girls who are unconscious."

"UNCONSCIOUS?" Arizona said as both panic and relief washed over her.

Josh laughed again. "I was also impressed by how well you sang last night too."

"What the fuck?"

"Don't you remember?" Josh asked, as he moved from the door and sat down on the edge of the bed. A huge smile on his face. "You did a very good cover of Journey's Don't Stop Believin', I must say your dancing needs a lil work though."

Arizona was stunned, never in a million years would she get up on stage and sing. "I... I Don't..." She stuttered.

"You don't remember anything?" Josh said, the smile falling from his face. "Not even kissing me?"

"I kissed you?" Arizona's voice was quiet, as guilt washed over her.

Josh looked disappointed, "Wow, highlight of my night, and you don't even remember it." He looked down and started fiddling with the duvet cover, running his fingers over the creases and smoothing them out. "It was just a dunken kiss to you wasn't it?"

Arizona paused for a second, she couldn't win in this situation, either way someone was going to get hurt. "I'm sorry, I-"

Josh cut her off. "No it's fine, I did everything wrong anyway. I don't usually pick girls up at bars." He began to smile again. "Let me make it up to you, let me take you out for dinner tonight."

Arizona closed her eyes, trying to contain the tears. "Josh, I can't."

Josh sighed and swallowed the rejection. "Arizona, I really like you," he stared deep into her eyes, "I think I'm falling for you, you're so amazing. Just give me a chance."

Arizona shook her head as tears started to fall down her cheeks.

Josh moved closer to her on the bed. "What are you so afraid of?" Josh said softly.

"I have to go," Arizona said, as she got out of bed, she fell slightly, her balance was still off and her head pounded.

Josh caught her in his arms, but she pushed him away almost instantly, before grabbing her things and running out of the door.

Much to her surprise Josh didn't follow her, but she kept running, she ran down the stairs of the apartment block and out the door at the bottom. The morning sun was bright and blinded her temporarily, everything swirled around in her head, Josh, Callie, the bar. Tears ran down her cheeks. She didn't know what to do, and didn't even know where she was. Everything started spinning as she collapsed on the pavement. As she lay there her stomach wretched and she threw up.

She realised she must look very classy laid on the pavement in a pool of her own vomit and tears wearing last night's clothes, but she didn't care. She was frightened, alone and hungover. She wanted Callie back. She was sorry for yelling, sorry for walking out, sorry for kissing Josh, sorry for everything.

As she lay there sobbing a taxi pulled up next to her. The driver got out and ran around the car to help her. "Are you ok?" He asked kindly, as he helped her sit up. "I saw you laid here as I drove past, thought I'd earn myself some good karma."

She mouthed the words 'thankyou' as he helped her onto her feet. "C'mon, I'll take you home, you look like you've had a rough night." He said as he put her in the taxi. She slumped on the backseat and gave him her address as he drove off.

She had no idea how she'd managed to climb out of the taxi and up the stairs on her own, but she found herself standing in front of her apartment door, so she must have done it somehow. She fumbled with the key in the lock and eventually managed to get the door open. She staggered inside and saw something stuck to the fridge next to the picture Charlie had drawn for her. As she got closer she saw it was the picture of her and Callie at the park. It was her favourite picture of them, they both looked so happy and in love. Underneath it was a note that simply read 'I'm sorry.'

Callie must have left it for Arizona after their fight. Arizona smiled.

She dragged herself towards the bedroom, and stood in the doorway looking at Callie, tissues covered the bed and her makeup was smudged everywhere. Even whilst she was asleep Arizona could see she was heartbroken.

Her head started spinning again, and she went back to the kitchen for a drink. As she reached for a glass she collapsed again on the floor and was plunged into darkness.

"Arizona... Arizona..." A faint voice echoed. Arizona opened her eyes slowly and saw Callie knelt by her side. "Oh thank God," Callie said relief washing over her.

As Arizona's eyes came into focus she could see Callie had been crying again. "Cal, I'm sorry," she mustered.

"What the hell happened to you?" Callie said, as she examined Arizona's clothes which were now coated in vomit and dirt.

"I'm sorry," Arizona said again faintly.

"C'mon, lets get you cleaned up," Callie replied as she picked Arizona up and carried her to the bathroom.

She peeled off Arizona's dirty clothes and dropped them in a pile on the bathroom floor, before guiding Arizona into the shower and turning the water on. "Clean yourself up, I'll be right back, ok?" She said as she picked up Arizona's clothes and left the bathroom. She didn't quite know whether to throw these clothes away or attempt to clean them. She sighed. Arizona was a mess, and Callie couldn't help but feel guilty, if she hadn't of confronted her then she wouldn't have stormed off and she wouldn't be in this situation now.

She had worried about Arizona all night. Scenarios played out in her head as she slept. What if she was attacked? Raped? Mugged? It would have been all Callie's fault.

She dumped the clothes in the laundry pile and went back to the bathroom. She could hear Arizona sobbing in the shower. "Arizona?"

As she slid open the shower door, she saw Arizona sat curled up in a ball in the bottom of the shower tray. "C-Callie, I'm, I'm s-sorry." She managed to say though her sobs.

Not even bothering to take off her clothes Callie climbed into the shower and sat next to her, pulling her naked body into a comforting hug. "It's ok, it's ok." She kept repeating over and over as she tried to calm Arizona down. Warm water cascading over both of their bodies as they sat in a loving embrace.