"This contract is excellent work bug, I'm very proud of you, you know… it's exactly the kind of thing your father would write" Barbara smiled lovingly at her daughter, and it was true. She was very proud of her little girl's abilities and even more proud of the way she had turned her life around over the past few months. To say that she was dubious about her only child going to work for what she and her husband referred to as the she devil who ran a soul eating company, she couldn't argue that the move had been a good one for the youngest Robbins.

Gone were the late night calls asking them to come and bail her out on the latest trespassing or other such charges. Gone were the days of worrying that a silent protest would go wrong and they would be receiving a call from the hospital or worse… a visit from the police to inform them of their daughters passing.

They loved their bug very much and were terribly proud of how she had followed in both of their footsteps not just to be an attorney but in their environmental beliefs. Arizona Robbins had certainly adopted her parents principles and beliefs and fought for them with vigor, often putting the many attempts to make a difference that her parents had made combined during their education and then careers to shame.

"Mom this isn't a 'stroke my professional ego' moment… I'm trying to get out this damn thing... help me!" Arizona slapped the document in her mother's clutch with the back of her hand in frustration.

"I don't know why you went to work for that god awful woman in the first place, she has absolutely no morals or standards and you usually know better than that. You have impeccable instincts… I mean look at Joanne, you chose exceptionally well there, not only is she smart and a good person with impeccable standards, morals and beliefs, but she's pretty and caring and a wonderful dedicated environmental warrior… exactly the kind of person we hoped our little bug would end up with and one day marry" Daniel smiled proudly as he thought about his daughters girlfriend off working for Greenpeace, something he had longed to do in his own youth but had instead he had met a girl, fallen in love and never looked back as he battled through the struggles of building a career in a dog eat dog world whilst nurturing a budding relationship and then a marriage before starting on raising a family.

"Yeah… caring" Arizona sighed dejectedly, hoping her father hadn't heard her accidental outburst. Since her last phone call with Jo she just couldn't push aside the feeling that something was off. And not just with Jo, but something had changed within herself and she just couldn't put her finger on what it was, or when it had changed. But things in her own little world certainly seemed a little different to what they normally were.

"Well sweetheart" Barbara interrupted her daughters thoughts. "this contract has no loopholes, it is completely ironclad, even Houdini couldn't escape this if he tried his hardest, it's a wonderful piece of work… quite beautiful infact" Barbara mused, completely missing the pain written on her daughters face.

"You know why I accepted Callie's offer to work at T.I.! Firstly it saved the Community Center, and it also gave me the opportunity to do so much good around the various communities and charities in and around New York. I just didn't expect for Callie being such a demanding and inappropriate person to work for" Arizona sighed as she thought about how she had left things with Callie, she knew that over the past few months she had been privileged to see a side of Callie Torres that nobody got to see, and when she was lucky enough for that side to come out, she really enjoyed talking with the brunette, it was the unrealistic and thoughtless demands and the never ending restraints on her time that she couldn't stand. It was just a shame that Callie would never be able to compromise and stick to behaving more professionally. There was no win-win here, she would either have to suck it up and put up with the demands of the position, or walk away and find something that would provide her with the same opportunities professionally but would allow her with some story of work-life balance, surely that existed, right?

"It was your choice to go and work for that she devil! I warned you that it was a bad idea... I told you that you would regret the decision... You could have done absolutely anything you wanted Arizona, hell you could have worked at the Supreme Court if you had wanted!" Daniel snarked, he didn't mean to be so hard on his little girl, he just wanted the best for her and this was the only way he knew how to do that.

"Daddy you don't understand… Callie isn't a bad person, she has this gentle side to her, one that she doesn't let anyone see but when you gain her trust and get her to open up like that she really is quite sweet and charming and disarming… she just hides it really, really well behind this spoiled brat mask that seems to be incapable of breathing without me holding her hand and coaching her through it. It's frustrating… if she could just be more the person she really is and not this public façade that she hides behind I know that we could achieve amazing things together, really amazing things that could literally change the world" Arizona sighed sadly, something that her mother didn't miss this time.

"I don't know what to tell you Honey" Barbara smiled sympathetically. "short of going in and giving them a reason to fire you…" the older Robbins trailed off when she saw the instant spark in her daughter's eyes. "Oh no... no, no bug... no that isn't what I was suggesting!"

"Mom you are a GENIUS" Arizona grinned for the first time since her 'meeting' with Callie.

"No! No sweetheart it wasn't a suggestion it was just a little fleeting thought… why do I feel like this is going to end up with your father and I bailing you out jail again?" Barbara sighed in defeat as she watched the genius that is Arizona Robbins silently making devious plans inside that beautiful mind completely deaf to her mother's plea's.

-oOo-

"Sup Mr T... Callie" Arizona smiled happily as she entered Carlos' office forty five minutes late, smirking at the annoyed look on Callie's father's face. Truth be told she had arrived fifteen minutes early for this meeting but had spend the past hour pacing around the almost empty floor above Carlos' floor, trying to whittle down the time and forcing herself not to run into the office and beg for forgiveness for her tardiness, anyone who knew Arizona in the slightest KNEW she was never late, NEVER.

"Sorry I'm late" she offered with a disinterested shrug as she relaxed herself in Carlos' desk chair opposite the seating area where the two Torres' were sat waiting impatiently and forced herself to remain cool, calm and collected as she lifted her feet to rest casually against the imposing man's desk whilst trying not give away the fact that she was absolutely shitting herself as she exposed the pair of heels she had purchased yesterday in preparation for today. A pair of shoes that she would not expect anyone that didn't star in porn movies to even look at never mind wear and especially not to a professional environment, a pair of shoes she wouldn't dream of ever finding herself wearing, inappropriate wasn't enough of a word to describe these shoes, but she was committed to getting herself fired and if that meant wearing a tiny skirt and huge heels, she would suffer through.

"It's fine Arizona, we only just arrived ourselves" Callie smirked, instantly clueing in to what Arizona was playing at and finding the entire thing highly amusing, until her eyes caught those heels hanging off her father's expensive antique desk and the way those pale legs seemed to go on forever until they disappeared behind the desk and into a skirt that was far shorter than anything the brunette had ever seen the blonde wear, leaving Callies mind reeling. She literally didn't think she had ever seen such an attractive and desirable thing, right now Arizona was hot... She was Hot, no, the capital H alone didn't cut it, Arizona was HOT... even that didn't cover it... right in this moment Arizona was H.O.T. holy shit was she H.O.T. And with her blouse undone a button lower than normal exposing the creamy curves of her breasts... holy! Shit!

Callie forced her jaw closed, paranoid that it was dragging on the floor comically before attempting to wipe at the corners of her mouth subtly to make sure she wasn't actually drooling over the delicious view the blonde was laying out in front of her teasingly.

"If you can consider forty five minutes as having JUST arrived" Carlos glared at the blonde he had only dealt with a handful of times, a woman who normally seemed so well put together and professional and damn fine at her job that he was continually surprised that Callie had found the woman and actually convinced her to take the job, and had actually managed to get her stick around for so long. And from what he could tell, his daughter actually hadn't slept with this one, which was surprising in it's own rights! However, the way the usually impeccably dressed blonde was... not so impeccably dressed today, he had his suspicions that perhaps the blonde had her own agenda on changing the fact that she had yet to sleep with his daughter.

Arizona fought to ignore Callie's shit eating grin and Carlos' death glare, she was now committed to this plan, she had to go through with it, regardless of how much just the knowledge of Carlos' glare on her made her want to beg for forgiveness and do anything she could to make it up whilst she blubbered like a newborn baby.

"Wow, Carlos' are these your other children? I have never actually met them, you must be very proud to have four stunningly beautiful daughters" Arizona smiled sweetly as she held up a picture frame from the imposing man's desk and swallowed down the fear and nausea she knew she would feel the second her eyes met Carlos' and he begun to defend his two sons against her insult.

"Yes my BROTHERS are blessed with the Torres genes" Callie bit back her laugh at Arizona's attempt. She could tell her father wasn't as amused as she was, but she would explain what all of this was about to him later in private, after all she didn't want the man to think poorly of Arizona just because she herself had backed the blonde into a corner and forced her to roll up her sleeves to play dirty. She was actually impressed to see Arizona playing dirty in this way and sticking to it, the normally A type woman would normally throw up just at the thought of doing any of the things she had done so far... perhaps that explained why the normally pale woman was doing an exceptionally perfect impression of Casper the friendly ghost.

"Oh brothers?... Oh... oh yes so they are boys… easy mistake to make" Arizona shrugged trying desperately to not make eye contact with Callie as she just knew that the brunette would be enjoying her appalling behavior far too much.

"Indeed… it must have been the matching tuxedos that confused you" Callie scoffed slightly, watching as Arizona scanned the photo of her adorable baby brothers again as if noticing their attire for the first time. She really hadn't looked at the photo before and just gave it a very quick glance having not wanted to encroach on Mr. Torres' privacy by studying his personal items, of course she knew he had two sons to his second wife... who in America DIDN'T know that fact about the great Carlos Torres who's private life featured in the gossip rags a quarter of what Callie's did. But now that she took the time to actually look at the photo she could see how handsome the two boys were, they looked to be around three and five, and both as cute as a button in their tiny human tuxedos that were clearly bespoke as they fit perfectly to their little frames.

Both boys had short hair, but the youngest's hair was a little longer, more natural length whereas the eldest had a young man's haircut, clean and tidy. What took Arizona's breath away was how both boys were identical to Callie. Both had been blessed with that gorgeous caramel 'sun-kissed' look only they looked to be ever so slightly paler than Callie, and their hair was the same shade of raven. Their big expressive almond eyes were brown however if she was to admit just how closely she was scrutinizing the photo she could see that their eyes although brown, were several shades lighter than Callie's chocolate orbs and their eyelashes, wow it should be illegal for any male to hold such beautiful long eyelashes. They both had Callies famous billion dollar smile too pulled up in lips that weren't as pronounced as Callies but were the same delicious color, although the smaller of the two didn't have quite as many teeth in his expressive smile as his big brother and sister did, however it was every ounce as magical.

"So I would like to get some publicity drummed up for Coney Towers" Carlos interrupted the silent moment as he watched the blonde staring longingly and adoringly at the photo of his sons before he glanced to his daughter who was watching the blonde with… dare he say it… affection and amusement. Well this was a turn for the books. He hadn't seen his wild daughter look at any woman in that way. Not even Kara, and Callie claimed to have loved that woman, and it wasn't that he didn't believe his daughter or was claiming for her marriage to have been a sham, he just never saw her look at the woman she married in the way she was studying the blonde right now.

This was certainly interesting, neither woman seeming to have heard him he cleared his throat, smiling when neither woman moved for the second time. Perhaps this had something to do with why Miss Robbins was behaving so unprofessionally and out of character, his daughter certainly had the ability to make Mother Teresa act like a crazed lunatic at times.

Oblivious to Callie's constant studying stare and the confusing and intrigued glances from Carlos, Arizona continued to stare at the photo, committing it to her memory subconsciously. The older of the two boys had the slightest traces of a dimple on the left side and a deeper, more prominent dimple on the right side, whereas the smaller boy was dimple free. The only other real difference she could see was the expression in their eyes. It was clear that the older of the two was more sensible, more focussed and was probably the 'good boy' of the two… calm, more calculated, better behaved in a way a child of Carlos was expected and probably low maintenance too, where as the smaller boy… well he held a mischief in his eyes that only compared to the mischief she saw in Callie's eyes regularly, my god she could just tell that the little man was every ounce of the trouble his big sister was and probably kept his parents on their toes.

She couldn't help but muse just how alike the boys were to their big sister, and especially considering the age difference, there would certainly be no doubt that the boys could be mistaken as Callie's sons, and with their slightly lighter complexion and those dimples the eldest was sporting, they actually looked like they could be their sons. Arizona felt herself gasp slightly as that thought entered her mind. Why the hell was she imagining that this is what her sons would look like with that infuriating woman. She placed the picture back down carefully before turning her attention back to the two Torres', she had to get out of this office. She felt herself blush slightly as she realized both of her companions were watching her intently, both with the same inquisitive gaze.

"Coney Towers?" Arizona prompted pompously, snapping the father and daughter our of their own thoughts.

"Indeed... I want to make a start on the publicity" Carlos took the prompt and ran with it, glancing back at Arizona when he heard her rifling through her hand bag and grimacing when he saw her take several sticks of bright pink gum and pop them in her mouth at the same time before beginning to chew them loudly until the were at the right consistency to start blowing and popping bubbles loudly.

Callie watched on with a slight smirk as the blonde shrugged back into her father's antique leather chair and settled into a lounged position with her fingers entwined behind her head, a chair that had once belonged to and had been used by THE Theodore Roosevelt, and here was Arizona Robbins laid back in it seemingly without a care in the world as she spun her golden hair around her left index finger and blew obnoxious pink bubbles before engulfing them in her mouth to pop them with an echo, and as much as the sight amused Callie Torres, it also aroused her because right now Arizona very much looked like 'the man', she owned that three hundred year old desk and she owned that chair that once housed the backside of a president and she very much gave off an air of complete confidence and self assuredness that Callie couldn't help but shuffle slightly in her own seat in an attempt to alleviate the throbbing that was stirring between her thighs.

"I thought that meeting went exceptionally well" Arizona smirked an hour later as she and Callie exited the office together, Arizona having kept up her antics throughout much to Callie's amusement, and although he would never admit to it, also much to Carlos' amusement. The head of Torres Industries was silently impressed as he watched the blonde attorney hand Callie her ass time after time as her antics became more and more outrageous that it actually became a struggle for him to not laugh at her and keep his unimpressed mask on.

"That in there was all kinds of pathetic Arizona" Callie whispered flirtingly into the blondes ear as the two women marched through the corridor.

"I'm sorry Calliope, I'm not exactly sure what your insinuating" Arizona smirked as she opened the door and slipped through it before Callie had the opportunity, she released the door allowing it to slide closed on a shocked brunette who shook her head and scoffed. Arizona could be relied on to act chivalrous, she was always opening doors for people, pulling chairs out, opening car doors, doing all those little things for Callie that made her feel special regardless of if that was Arizona's intent. This was the first time the blonde hadn't done that.

"I know what you're trying to do Arizona and it's not working… although I must say letting one rip on President Roosevelt's chair…. Priceless, I think even my father was impressed until the smell hit us… have you considered a colonic irrigation?" Callie grinned as she saw the horror spread across Arizona's face instantly.

"Your father does not own Teddy Roosevelt's chair!" Arizona gasped as she spun back to inspect Callie's face for any trace of mischief or deception.

"Oh yes Arizona he does… however don't worry it's not the one from the Oval Office, it's the one from his personal study in the residency wing of the White House, the one where he worked on his speeches and sipped his favorite scotch in peace and quiet… I bet he never imagined Arizona Robbins would be so eloquently leaning to the side and releasing a rather impressive fart on it" Callie smirked, raising her eyebrow teasingly at the mortification on the other woman's face.

"Calliope enough! You are actually making me ill Callie... like deteriorated health kind of ill, I mean I have a damn ulcer, in my damn stomach! And I don't sleep, mostly because you keep calling me at the ass crack of dawn and if you're not calling me then I'm dreaming about you calling me! I keep missing meals because I'm falling asleep in my food and dreaming about you calling me! I think about you in the shower..." Arizona raised her hand in annoyance when she saw the playful smirk on Callie's face and just knew that the brunette was about to offer some seedy, flirty comment.

"No don't even raise that stupid eyebrow like that, I am not playing Calliope, this is not me admitting to some kind of dirty secret fantasy where I think about you in the shower and touch myself! That would require energy, which I don't have because you drain every molecule of energy from me... I think about you in the shower in the way that I forget if I have even cleaned myself yet, so I end up washing my hair and my body twice... so now I have a hole in my stomach, I'm quickly becoming an unintended anorexic, my stupid office clothes that I don't even like but had to waste money on too look professional don't fit me anymore and I'm running out of toiletries and look at my hair, it's overwashed and now it's limp and dry and, and I have split ends on top of my split ends! And the worst thing of all of it is that today is the first time in my entire life that I haven't given completely one hundred percent to anything to do with my work, and I hate that feeling Callie I feel like im suffocating knowing that I aren't giving you a hundred percent" Arizona began to hyperventilate.

"Ok... hey! Arizona I need you to calm down and take a couple of deep breaths for me... come on breathe!" Callie soothed. "look I won't call anymore... well not out of hours anyway... between 7am and 7pm Monday to Friday your ass is mine... anything outside of those hours I will leave you in peace" Callie suggested softly.

"Cal, you won't and you know you won't, you will try for a day or two and then you will start calling me at midnight to ask me whether I think wedgies are really worth a seamless ass line on your stupid overpriced and unethically made pencil skirt" Arizona sighed as she wiped the angry tears away from the corners of her eye.

"In my defense... that was a very valid question and your opinions on the topic were inspirational and very helpful... I was nominated for an 'Ass of the Year Award' because of your amazing insight" Callie smiled softly, when Arizona giggled slightly before pulling her face back into line and trying to not to give away that she was anything less than angry at the brunette.

"I just don't think we can see each other professionally anymore Callie, it's not you it's me" Arizona sighed sadly, glancing at Callie when she scoffed. "ok... it's not me it's absolutely you! But that doesn't mean that I hate you, it just means that professionally, we don't work anymore, we've fought hard to make this work but it just isn't meant to be Callie, you would be happier with someone else and so would I" Arizona deflated slightly and Callie couldn't help but watch the blonde for a few moments, she looked tired, not just tired but bone deep tired and the knowledge that she was a major contributing factor to that sent a jolt of pain and guilt directly to her heart.

"All right... you win, I give in... I admit defeat, I surrender... stay until you can find a suitable replacement and give me two weeks for you to train them up properly and handover the department and then you can go and live the dream at Chuck E Cheese" Callie smiled softly as she nudged Arizona playfully with her shoulder.

"You mean it?" A slight smile broke across Arizona's face and hope burst into her eyes.

"Yeah... I mean it guess I kinda owe you... maybe, I mean you have done so many amazing things for me, and you've taught me so much... it's the least I could do to release you from the contract of being at my beck and call" Callie sighed.

"Thank you... Thank you Callie! I promise I will find you the bestest most amazing replacement ever, someone far better than me because I'm not even THAT good!" Arizona shrieked as she jumped into Callie's arms and wrapped her arms around the brunettes firm shoulders as she pulled the taller woman into a hug, ignoring how incredible it felt to have her body pressed against Callie's curves.

"Well if I knew all I had to do was fire you to get this kind of affection from you, I would have kicked your ass to the ground weeks ago" Callie grinned as she wrapped her arms around the blondes waist and savored the moment as she took a deep breath and sighed as she inhaled the blondes scent, something to date that she had only enjoyed from a distance.

"Err... Mr Torres... ummm, Hey" Arizona blushed as she opened her eyes to find Callie's dad stood watching them closely.

"Hi Daddy... come and join us we were just brainstorming the Coney Towers publicity possibilities" Callie tried to act normal despite feeling the blush settle deep into her cheeks as she stepped away from the blonde.

"Is that so, Arizona?" Carlos asked fighting the smirk that was desperate to spread across his face as the blonde fought back her blush and tried to remove the disappointment that was written all over her entire body.

"Yeah, we were... erm... brainstorming the umm, the publicity possibilities for umm... Coney Towers" Arizona offered nervously.

"Yeah... I got that... when Calliope told me.. Just two seconds ago" Carlos scoffed as his eyes darted between the two women. He was actually amazed that his daughter wasn't looking all kinds of smug as she usually would when she had been caught by her father, or anyone else for that matter in this kind of position, instead she looked embarrassed of sorts, and shy... and dejected, almost like she was devastated that their privacy and moment had been interrupted because she was unsure if she would ever be able to get that moment back.

"Oh yeah, of course! Sorry... umm... too much gum, it went to my head! So we were thinking that it would be a good idea to start off with some publicity shots of Cal on the build site..." Arizona trailed off thoughtfully before smirking mischievously. "You know, get her out of these stuffy suits and into something more relatable to the general public... and you know after Callie agreed to actually spend the day on the build site doing some manual labor, with a film crew and photography team on hand to catch every glorious moment of Callie learning how to install dry walls and how to use the sledge hammer... you know, it's gonna help the public see past her billion dollar smile and see the real woman that's the face behind T.I." Arizona glanced at Callie from the side of her eye and tried not to guffaw at the paled expression on the normally tanned face.

"Arizona that's a fabulous idea! I love it and you already got Callie to agree to it, fantastic... set it up!" Carlos beamed at the idea before walking away and leaving the two women alone.

"Oh you are so dead Robbins" Callie whispered close to the blondes ear so that her father wouldn't hear.

"So worth it... you're welcome by the way" Arizona grinned before throwing Callie a playful wink and walking away. Sometimes payback was just sweet.