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Ch8

"Calliope Iphegenia Torres! Get off that bed this instant!" The very loud and very angry voice of Miranda Bailey invaded Callie's mind forcing her to fly across the room faster than was thought humanly possible. A bright blush crept up her chest settling in her cheeks.

"Sorry Ma'am, I mean Mir-, I mean Doctor Bailey." Callie stumbled over her words as she looked sheepishly from Arizona who looked either on the verge of tears or laughter to Bailey who looked like she was on the brink of murder.

"Get a grip of yourself Torres." Bailey stormed further into the room and closer to Callie, causing her to push herself as far into the wall as she could. "You are a doctor in this hospital, are you not?" Bailey looked furiously from Callie back at Arizona who was trying her hardest to keep a straight face. "All of you young people have the nasty on your minds all the time; you walk through the corridors with these sexy eyes constantly undressing each other. In the hallways!" Her tone became sterner and louder as she continued her rant. "I don't know what's gotten into you all. I walk in on you in on-call rooms, supply closets and now patient rooms!" She turned to Arizona glaring at her. "And you!" She pointed her finger directly at the cowering form. "You haven't even been in this hospital for a day and I'm already finding you doing things in my hospital rooms. I would never have pegged you as one of the dirty-sexy-time in my hospital type of doctors." She shook her head in disappointment. "Go home Doctor Torres, I don't want to see you in this room unless it's during visiting hours. Am I clear?" She subjected Callie to her trademark Nazi stare-down until the not-so-badass surgeon nodded her understanding.

"Yup, got it." Callie waited for Bailey to turn around before she stuck her tongue out at the shorter surgeon causing Arizona to erupt into a fit of giggles. Bailey turned on her sharply giving her a stern glare immediately silencing the petite blonde.

"I'm glad that you find this so funny Doctor Robbins. When you struggle to find your residents because they are all too busy doing the McNasty, as they call it, in the on-call rooms you won't be laughing so much anymore." She headed towards the door but paused just before she opened it. "You have two minutes before I want to see you leaving, and I'm timing you." Bailey looked down at her watch for emphasis then slammed the door on her way out.

"Tut tut, Doctor Torres, in the hospital?" Arizona giggled as Callie walked back over to the bed. She couldn't help but smile as she noticed the light blush settle into Callie's cheeks once again. "Who was that?" Arizona asked now having calmed down from her fit of giggles.

"Okay, first of all she wasn't talking about me when she mentioned all of those places that she has caught people. She's only caught me in the on-call room, and that was a long time ago." Callie's blush deepened when she realised what she had said, not meaning to have revealed that information. She quickly changed the subject before Arizona had a chance to process what Callie had said. "That was the Nazi. She also goes by the name of Miranda Bailey, or Chief Resident."

Arizona smirked when she realised where her position fell in respect to the short, but rather scary surgeon. "Well then technically we are her bosses. She can't really kick you out of here." Arizona took hold of Callie's hand and pulled her closer to the bed. When Callie sat she snaked her hand around the brunette's neck and pulled her into another searing kiss.

As much as Callie wanted to lose herself in the moment, she knew that Bailey was serious and that the tiny surgeon would become very big and scary if she didn't leave. She captured Arizona's face between her strong hands, stroking them with her thumbs. She reluctantly eased out of the kiss, slowly pecking at the captivating lips, not totally willing to let go yet. She rested her forehead against Arizona's, concentrating briefly on her breathing before she could talk. "We may technically be her bosses, but she is very scary and can be very mean if I don't get out of here. She even scares the Chief, which says something. She controls what really goes on in this hospital." She placed one last chaste kiss on Arizona's soft, tempting lips before she stood up. "I'm going to go now, before she bans me from even coming into this room." She leaned down again and placed another quick kiss on Arizona's cheek, then her forehead, then walked to the door. "Sleep tight. I'll come visit you tomorrow, and you can tell me what you named the teddy."

Callie closed the door gently behind her. She was walking on cloud nine. Today had been the most amazing day that she had had in a very long time. She glanced through the window of the door much like the nurses had earlier, and noted how Arizona was fidgeting trying to find a comfortable way to sleep.

"That wasn't two minutes, but I'll let it slide." The stern voice of Miranda coming from behind her caused her to turn around. She had the biggest smile on her face, her heart was singing and she had a slight spring in her step. She wasn't going to let Bailey bring her down. "The new Paediatric Attending?" Was all that was said to the Ortho surgeon.

"Look, I didn't know who she was when my car swerved into her. I never knew who she was when her smile made my heart soar or her laugh made me smile. I didn't know who she was until I had her half way to the hospital and by that time I didn't care who she was." Callie carried on walking to the hospital entrance so that she could go wake Mark up, she didn't care anymore what Bailey had to say to her.

"Torres wait." Bailey was all hard-core and bad-ass, but she still had a soft gooey centre and since her and Callie had become closer that soft, gooey centre seemed to be spreading closer to the edges. "I'm sure that you're patients will be happy that they don't have to endure your sulky face anymore." Callie knew that this was Bailey's way of showing her that she was happy for her. "I don't want and McNasty happening in my hospital rooms." She called after Callie. "Otherwise I will ban you from your own floor."


The next morning Arizona awoke to a constant tapping next to her head. As her eyes started to focus she noted the large foot bouncing on a jean-clad knee next to her face. There sat Mark in the visitors' chair, earphones in, eyes closed and pencils in his hands head-banging and drumming on his shoe along to whatever he was listening to. She couldn't help but laugh at his antics. For a tough looking guy he did seem to be quite sweet and fun. She had to remind herself though that she had been warned about his man-whore ways.

When Mark realised that Arizona was now awake and laughing at him he pulled himself upright and yanked the earphones from his ears. "Blondie." He nodded his head in her general direction.

"Man-whore." She stopped herself laughing long enough to acknowledge his greeting. "Not that I'm complaining about you being here, but what are you doing here?" She noted his mock-offended look and couldn't help laughing all over again, despite feeling like she had been hit by a bus. She looked again at his clothes. He wasn't wearing scrubs or his lab-coat which meant that he was actually off. "Are you even meant to be at the hospital today?"

"Yes and no." He gave her the simple response and flipped open the box of doughnuts that he had found on the table. He pulled a chocolate coated one out and started munching on it. "Callie told me that you asked her to bring you doughnuts, I never realised that you meant the whole shop."

Arizona couldn't help smiling at his comment. The gorgeous Latina had done nothing but look after her and care for her since the accident. Her mind trailed back to the many kisses that they had shared the day before, even going back to Miranda Bailey kicking Callie out of her room. A deep blush spread over her cheeks as she remembered the small woman shouting at them as if they were horny teenagers.

"Oh wouldn't I love to be wherever it is that you are thinking of right now." Arizona snapped back to the present and smacked Mark on the leg, the only place that he could reach. "Ouch." He pouted in a very child like manner causing Arizona to smile up at him triumphantly.

"In your dreams." She knew straight away that she shouldn't have said that to him, she noted how his eyes glazed over and he took on a dream light stare. She smacked him again to get his mind away from wherever it was. "No thinking of me and anybody in that dirty little mind of yours." As much as she wanted to punch this man she knew that he was Callie's best friend. "If you aren't meant to be at the hospital today, why is it that you seem to have the need to be in my room waking me up at," Arizona reached up beside her to find her watch, "at six o'clock in the morning." When the time registered in her brain she immediately felt robbed of sleeping hours. "Don't you know that you're meant to let injured people sleep?" She chided Mark.

"I did nothing wrong. I was woken at five this morning, dragged out of bed, forced to listen to a hyperactive crazy Spanish-ranting woman go on and on about you for half an hour, and then I was forced to get dressed and sit here until visiting hours start at eight." He saw how Arizona's eyes started to sparkle and become less tired looking, he also noticed how her smile had started touching her eyes. Something amazing was going on between his best friend and the woman in front of him and he knew that he would do anything to keep it going.

"Did you say 'crazy Spanish-ranting'?" She asked Mark, suddenly nervous about her lack of Spanish understanding. She had started learning Spanish in school but had never managed to stick with it. She found it pointless learning a language that she felt she would never end up using later on in life. Suddenly she hated they way that she had been thinking back then.

"When she's nervous, scared or really, really angry she starts ranting away in Spanish." He didn't notice Arizona's sudden panic. "But it's really hot when she does." He had taken out his phone by this time and was now reading through the countless messages that him and Lexie had shared before they had broken up. He knew that she was his 'Arizona', his happily-ever-after.

Arizona lay silently in the uncomfortable hospital bed eagerly awaiting eight o'clock. She looked at her watch every five seconds, quickly becoming angry at the hands that seemed to be moving slower than ever. She glanced up at the doughnut box that Callie had brought her last night, wanting to do something nice for Callie after all the amazing things that she had done. She huffed wishing that she wasn't restricted to the bed. "Where is Calliope anyway?" She questioned Mark suddenly coming up with a plan for how she can surprise the wonderful woman.

"Her shift started at six. Bailey was patrolling the corridor so she didn't want to risk being banned from your room all together." He smiled down at the impatient blonde. "Don't worry, visiting hours are soon anyway. She'll probably be standing outside ten minutes early." He looked back at his phone, smiling at a particularly cute message that Lexie had sent him.

"Well in that case, fancy helping out an injured girl?" She smiled her biggest smile, flashing her dimples at Mark. She knew that it wouldn't take much to get Mark to do all her running around for the morning.

"Hmm, it depends on what the 'helping' entails." He slipped his phone back into his pocket, focussing all his attention on Arizona. This could be interesting.

"Breakfast." She declared triumphantly. "Preferably in bed." Marks eyes bulged open. He waited for her to elaborate her plan listening intently to every word that she said. He waited for her to finish, unsure of how he would perform the tasks that she had set out for him without being caught by Callie or Bailey.

"Okay, so you want me to do all that in what," He glanced down at his watch, "and hour and a quarter? Do you realise how much there actually is for me to do?" He whined.

"Tell you what, if you help me with this I'll help you with whomever it is that's been making you have gooey eyes and sad smiles all over your phone." She raised a knowing eyebrow at him. He was just too easy to read. When he didn't deny her comment or decline her offer she smiled at him and held out her hand. "Deal?"

Mark took the hand that had been offered to him. "Fine, it's a deal." He rolled his eyes at the pesky blonde and stood up. "I'll see you in about an hour. If I'm not back it means that I've been caught." He laughed as he walked toward the door, pausing when he heard Arizona's voice again.

"Thank you. You're not such a bad guy after all." Arizona smiled as she watched Mark pull a face at her then leave the room. She set the alarm on her phone for an hour, intending on getting a bit more rest. She knew however that she would be too excited to actually get much sleep.


Callie patrolled along the main hallway of the Orthopaedic floor. Today was going so slowly. She had woken up early, already amped to see the exquisite blonde. Her dreams had been invaded by that amazing smile and those twinkling eyes that shone like the brightest stars in the darkest skies. She had jumped out of bed, even happier than she had been the day before. There was a skip in her step as she walked across the hall to harass her best friend and drag him over to the hospital, even though it was his day off. She had decided against waking him up the previous night after she saw what time it was when she got home.

She flung the door open with her biggest mega-watt smile on her face. She knew that Mark would still be sleeping as it was only five in the morning, so she didn't bother looking through the apartment. She walked straight into his bedroom and stopped a moment as she watched him sleep peacefully. He lay sprawled across the bed, his body on one side and his head on the other. He clung to what looked like a t-shirt, drool pooling out of the side of his mouth and onto the deep blue pillow.

Callie crept up beside him, slowly leaning over his head. She blew one long stream of air over his ear, trying her hardest to contain her rising giggle. He let go of the t-shirt briefly to swat at his ear, quickly returning to clutch it back to his nose. She leant over him again and ran her finger along his earlobe, eliciting the same response, but this time he turned his head to face the opposite direction. She was getting impatient now, wanting to tell him about what had happened the previous night. She flicked the top of his ear hoping that this time he would wake up. He pushed himself upright putting the entire weight of his torso onto his hands. He looked frantically around his room for the offending invader. When his eyes landed on the laughing woman he growled and dropped back down into his previous position.

"Aren't you a bit old to be sleeping with a binkie?" She laughed even harder when she heard Mark grunt his disapproval at her comment.

"I haven't been able to sleep without her. This is the only thing that helps." He held out the grey college top that had previously belonged to Lexie. Callie's laughter stopped abruptly when she registered what this meant. She had been so wrapped up in her own life that was falling apart that she hadn't even noticed how much Mark's had crumbled.

"I'll tell you what. How about you help me and I'll help you." Mark looked up at her once again, not entirely sure what Callie was getting at. "We'll get Lexie back."

She proceeded to tell him all about the breathtaking woman that had captured her heart. Callie hurried him up as he tried to take his time getting ready. As he showered she made him breakfast and coffee, wanting to get to the hospital urgently so that she could sneak into Arizona's hospital room for a good morning kiss.

She just about ran to the Orthopaedic floor, eager to see those blue eyes and dimples before her long and relatively boring day of work. As she arrived on the floor she noticed Bailey sitting at the nurses' station reading a file. Damn it! Callie sighed and walked back toward the Attendings' lounge, grumbling unhappily under her breath.

"You have to stay with her whilst I'm not there." She ordered Mark as she flipped a coffee cup over. "She doesn't know anyone in Seattle so it's unlikely that she'll be getting any other visitors. And we all know how boring this place is if you aren't working." Callie filled her cup of coffee then walked out of the lounge, ready to start the day.


It was nearing eight o'clock now, almost time to go see Arizona. She bounced down the hallway, passing the nurses' station where Bailey was still keeping vigil. Does she not have her own work to do? Callie thought to herself as she watched Bailey watching her. It was then that she noticed the dark blue scrubs that Bailey was wearing. She came to a sudden stop, walking back to where Bailey was still seated.

"I'm assuming congratulations are in order?" Callie questioned as she leaned up against the wooden surface.

"You are assuming correctly Doctor Torres." She didn't look up at the bewildered surgeon. "You're about a day late though."

"How didn't I notice that?" Callie questioned more to herself than to the small woman who had now slammed the file shut and thrown it down onto the desk.

"Might've had something to do with the sexy eyes that you were making at Doctor Robbins." She jibed. Bailey stood up and started making her way toward the elevator.

"Sorry. Congratulation on the promotion though." She called to Bailey as the older woman stepped into the elevator. She knew what the woman had only been sitting here to make sure that Callie wouldn't try to sneak into Arizona's room. Now that she had left Callie just about ran toward the end of the hallway where the Peds surgeon's room was located.

She peeked through the glass of the door to find that the curtain had been pulled shut around Arizona's bed. She eased the door open quietly just in case the blonde was sleeping. The smell of bacon attacked her senses as soon as she closed the door behind her. A smile formed across her face when she realised what Arizona had done.

She walked closer to the bed and pulled the curtain open to find the radiant blue eyes that she hadn't been able to get off her mind since the first time that she saw them, accompanied by those amazing dimples. "Morning beautiful." Callie whispered into Arizona's ear, kissing her cheek tenderly as she stood back up. She took in her surroundings, the heart shaped balloons tied to the head and foot of the metal bed frame, the rose petals that were scattered over the blanket, the array of different foods spread out on the table and the pleased woman sat proudly in the bed. Callie felt like the world had come to a stop in that moment. The only thing in the world that mattered was the woman in the bed before her. She leaned down again, taking Arizona's face in her hands and pulling her up toward her lips. Their lips eased together in a slow yet searing kiss filled with passion, understanding and affection. "You did all this for me?" Callie asked against the soft lips. She pulled Arizona's bottom lip into her mouth and sucked on it gently, basking in the sweet taste of syrup and strawberries.

"Mmhmm." Arizona hummed, her bottom lip still being held captive between the Latina's teeth. Arizona traced lazy circles with her thumbs at the top of Callie's neck, just below her jaw. "With a lot of help from the man-whore." She giggled. She patted the bed next to her signalling for Callie to sit next to her like she had last night. "Thing is, I now have to figure out who the person is that's got him looking all gooey eyed at his phone."

Callie laughed loudly at Arizona's comment. She loved the way that Arizona described things, the way that she saw things in a different way to everyone else. "Lexie Grey." Callie simply stated as she picked up a strawberry and popped it into her mouth.

"Who's she?" the blonde asked inquisitively before taking a sip of her coffee.

"His ex girlfriend and the Chief's post-it sister-in-law." Callie stifled her laughter when she saw Arizona's look of total confusion. "Oh this will take way more time than we have left here for me to explain the whole post-it thing." She picked up her coffee, taking a moment to enjoy the familiar smell before taking a long sip. "Besides, it'll be easier to explain everything when you have faces to go with the names."

Arizona shrugged her shoulders, just happy to be in Callie's presence. "How's your morning been?" The two lapsed into easy conversation, eating a wonderful breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon and fresh fruit. They drank coffee-shop coffee, rather than the disgusting tar that the hospital offered. Both women lost track of time n their comfortable haze of happiness.

Callie whipped her head up when she heard the door fly open. "Umm Cal, do you know what time it is?" The sight of a nervous Mark immediately told her that Bailey was on the war-path. "She's out there at the nurses' station and she's looking really pissed."

She quickly leapt off the bed giving Arizona a chaste kiss on the cheek before rushing to the door. "Have an awesome day. I'll come see you at about one." Callie looked into the baby-blues one last time before shutting the door and heading off to face the Nazi.

A/N: Thanks again for all the support, ideas and amazing reviews.

So I thought of something whilst writing this chapter today. Would you like me o throw in a twist or shall I leave it as is? What I have in mind could be really interesting and may reveal a lot about Arizona and will probably speed up the relationship a little. However, be careful what you wish for...