"Hey, sweet thing."
Amelia approached the nurse's station where Arizona stood, sliding her arms around the blonde's waist. She smiled brightly at her, and the taller woman couldn't help but smile back, momentarily forgetting where she was.
"Woah, woah, PDA in the hospital?" she smirked.
"Oh, shit," Amelia whispered, quickly pulling her arms back. "I forgot. I guess I'm just happy to see you."
The blonde grinned at that, though her smile quickly faded.
"I'm glad to see you, too. It's been a really crappy day."
Amelia frowned.
"What happened?"
Arizona sighed, lifting her eyes from the chart she was filling out and meeting the other woman's gaze.
"I've been running around like a maniac. Four back-to-back surgeries and an emergency C-section on a twenty-six week old. The baby's barely stable, but... it's not looking good." She sighed again, heavy will sadness, and then frustration. "And then I tripped on my leg and fell on my face in front of an entire trauma team, and then I spilled coffee all over my scrubs and had to change into these giant ones," she gestured to her clothes, and Amelia couldn't help but smile a bit at how cute she looked in scrubs about three sizes too big.
"And then," Arizona continued, her voice growing louder now and sounding thoroughly irritated, "last but not least, I slammed my finger in the door on my way out of the bathroom and now it's throbbing, and my head is pounding because I didn't get my coffee, and I just..." she cut herself off with another exasperated sigh. "I'm sorry. It's just been rough."
Amelia pouted, fighting the urge to give her a hug or kiss her cheek or hold her hand, anything to make her feel at least slightly better.
"Poor baby," she sighed, her voice soft. She glanced to her left, eyeing a now vacant on-call room. "Come with me."
The blonde followed her into the room, where Amelia instantly enveloped her in her arms after shutting the door. She rubbed her hand up and down Arizona's back, feeling how tense the taller woman was. She pulled back and gingerly took her hand in her own, lifting her swollen finger to her lips and planting a gentle kiss on it. The gesture made Arizona smile, despite her bad mood.
"I'm sorry for complaining," the blonde piped up, somewhat guiltily.
Amelia chuckled. "Oh, hush. You've had a crappy day, you've earned the right to complain as much as you want."
Arizona leaned further into the brunette's embrace, ducking her face into her shoulder.
"Thank you," she whispered.
Amelia smiled. She turned her head to press a soft kiss into the blonde's temple, wanting to soothe her, to comfort her.
"When do you get off?" she asked.
"Seven."
"Okay. I'll wait for you in the lobby. We can stay in tonight. Movie night. We'll wear pajamas and order pizza, whatever you want."
She felt the blonde nod against her shoulder.
Arizona let out a sigh. "What would I do without you?"
Amelia grinned. She pulled back to gently capture her lips with her own, her hands traveling up her body to cup her cheeks. The blonde returned the kiss, pulling the shorter woman closer by her waist. They became so lost in the moment that they barely noticed the door swing open, only pulling away from each other when a familiar voice met their ears.
"Arizon-Oh my God, what is going on?!"
They stood there, wide-eyed, mouths hanging open as they struggled to find words. The only one who appeared more flustered than the two of them were was April.
"Wha-I... how long has this been happening?" the redhead asked, finally composing herself.
"Shit, close the door, April," the blonde instructed, not knowing how to explain this to her friend.
April did as she was told, before turning to face the two woman, her eyes widened and eyebrows raised expectantly.
Amelia and Arizona exchanged looks, before the brunette let out a breath.
"A few days," she told her. "This has been going on for a few days, that's it. It happened really suddenly. No one else knows about it."
The trauma surgeon nodded, turning her head to face Arizona now.
The blonde sighed.
"I was going to tell you," she assured her. "As soon as Amelia and I were ready... I promise, I was going to. I wasn't planning on keeping this from you, okay?"
April nodded again. As she looked between the two flustered women, she couldn't help but smile a bit.
"So, how'd it happen?" she asked, a smirk threatening to take over her face.
Amelia and Arizona visibly relaxed.
"Well, Arizona let me stay with her since, you know... I was homeless," the neurosurgeon explained. "And, well... I guess the whole story is, I had a huge crush on her for a long time and I didn't tell anyone or know what to do about it, so I kind of just kept it to myself. And then she was sad about the whole... you know, the whole 'you-being-mad-at-her-because-she-told-Jackson-about-the-pregnancy' thing, which, congratulations, by the way! And I'm really happy you guys sorted that out, but, um... right, not the point..." she paused for a moment, gathering her thoughts. Arizona chuckled at how cute she was being.
"Anyway, she was sad," Amelia continued. "And I comforted her, and I really, really wanted to kiss her, but I didn't. And then the next day we went out to dinner together, and I fell for her even more, and then that night I just... I kissed her," she sighed. "I mean, I had to, just look at her."
The blonde giggled at that, her heart seeming to swell inside her chest.
April noticed the way Arizona gazed at the brunette, and how adorable the two of them acted toward one another. She smiled again.
"So... yeah, that's about it," Amelia finished, seeming nervous. She looked at April somewhat expectantly, swallowing hard.
The redhead grinned.
"Okay," she nodded. "Okay. Thank you for telling me."
It was silent for a moment, Amelia still looking at her. April quirked an eyebrow at the brunette's expression.
"What is it, Shepherd?" she chuckled.
"Oh," Amelia started. "I- I don't know. You and Arizona are best friends, and I just..."
"You... want my approval?" April asked, seeming amused.
Amelia said nothing.
The trauma surgeon grinned again. "Well, you have it," she laughed. "You two are good together. Really."
She took a step toward Amelia.
"But if you ever hurt her, you'll have me to deal with. Got it, Shepherd?"
The neurosurgeon nodded, her nervous expression eliciting fits of laughter from the two other women.
"Sorry, I had to do that," April explained between giggles. "Relax, Amelia. I really like you guys together. It's sweet."
The brunette nodded. Arizona smiled at her, moving closer.
"Okay, well, I'll leave you two alone now. Interrogation's over," April winked at Amelia, who blushed in response, clearly somewhat embarrassed.
As soon as the redhead closed the door behind her, Arizona circled her arms tightly around the brunette's waist.
"Got it, Shepherd?" she teased.
Amelia frowned in response. "Shut up."
Arizona laughed.
"You're so cute."