AN: Hey, all. I loved the response I got for last chapter, most of you seemed to enjoy the little twist I threw in. So, thank you so much for the reviews. I have to say, I love the crap out of this chapter, it was a blast to write and I hope I conveyed what I was imagining well enough. Have a wonderful day!
"Arizona, please, honey…you have to eat something…" Teddy begged, holding out a bowl of steaming, creamy soup.
Pulling the covers tighter around my body, I shook my head and squeezed my eyes shut.
"Come on, you haven't eaten anything since you got here. That's three days, Arizona… I'm not going away just because you're pretending to sleep…" Getting no response, she sighed heavily, "Fine, no soup. How about these?"
Curiosity peaked enough to squint one eye open, I spotted a small tray of assorted donuts balancing on her outstretched hand. Realizing that she wasn't going to give up, and that I was hungry, especially for junk food, I wiggled up until I leaned against the head board. Teddy gratefully handed me the tray and I chose a chocolate bar with sprinkles. Appeasing Teddy, I took a bite and chewed slowly. I couldn't taste it and didn't think my stomach would keep it, but I kept chewing in determination. "Thanks, Teddy."
She simply nodded and slipped from my bedroom in the safe house. Sighing, I set down the donut and let my head fall back until it bumped the wall. My head throbbed from dehydration and exhaustion. My stomach ached from lack of food. My muscles were stiff from lack of mobility. My entire body hurt. But, it didn't even come close to the pain in my metaphorical heart. For three days I've been in this bed replaying every second with Callie. Every perfect moment, every confusing moment, every exciting moment, and every angry and gut wrenching moment. Our whole relationship was a lie, a trick. But, neither one of us was faking.
That's what keeps getting me. I know that she feels something for me. Sirens play with lust and passion, not love. And, despite everything that happened, a part of me believes that underneath our facades we were real. However, how could I possibly trust her? She betrayed me in the worst way imaginable. On the other hand, I wasn't exactly eager to tell her I was an angel…which she already knew… Running my fingers through my hair, I growled in frustration, the burst of emotion causing a vase on the dresser to fly against the wall.
Teddy reentered the room in time to witness the shattering glass, "Well, I guess that explains the state of the house…like a statue of a purple mermaid, an entire Italian buffet, four different boats, the entire living room set on the ceiling, and broken everything, everywhere…" She casually rattled off as she brought in some clean sheets.
Closing my eyes for a moment, I sighed, "Yeah, turns out the more crazy my emotions, the more unstable my powers…those things keep happening." As Teddy wearily surveyed the room, I continued, "How is that even possible, I thought my powers would be completely gone by now?"
Teddy shrugged, "Can you control them?" Seeing me regretfully shake my head, she added, "Part of you is still an angel, those are power spurts that stem from intense emotions. You will retain that last shred of angelic essence until you voluntarily choose to be human."
Shaking my head after another bite of donut, I stuttered, "Wait. What? You mean, I can't fully lose my angel soul until I give it up?" Watching Teddy nod, I continued, "Well, then why all the panic before, if I can't lose it unless I choose to?" I was baffled and irritated by the incomprehensible rules.
"Arizona, ceasing to be an angel is like growing up…there are many physical, mental and emotional steps that have to take place before it happens. And, it's not necessarily you saying 'I'm done being an angel'. It could be you willingly participating in something that you know will make you fully human…I kind of thought sleeping with a mortal would do that, but guess I was wrong." Teddy smirked at my glare.
"She wasn't a mortal." I muttered.
"Well, you thought she was." She studied my sullen features, "I'm going to clean this place up, except for the buffet. Get some rest and eat something, you're going to need your strength…They heard about the whole thing and will be contacting you in the near future for a meeting."
I groaned and sunk back into the bed, the last thing I wanted to do was talk to Them about everything that happened. Teddy quietly left, leaving me to seethe in self pity and fury. The anger I had tried so hard to get rid of had returned ten-fold. Except now…now it would come in a deafening burst, then disappear into nothing. My soul was numb. She was the only one that could soothe my rage and the only thing that made me feel alive. Without her…nothing.
No hunger. No pain. No happiness. No thirst. No anger. No fear. No desire. No inspiration. No excitement. No color. No life.
Another week passed as I laid in bed, leaving only occasionally to wander the house restlessly. I began to slowly awaken as a new feeling blossomed in the deep recesses of my mind. Trepidation. As much as I dreaded the day, I always assumed that I would see Callie again. But…I left her in the middle of a battle. Sirens were good at what they did, but they were no warriors. What if she had been killed? What if I never saw her again? My life would be simpler, but I didn't know if I could stand a life without her in it. But, I couldn't trust her to be in my life. Stale mate.
As I once again circled the living room, I hesitated at the window, watching the vivid colors of the sunset streaking across the sky. Immediately, I traveled back to the balcony at Callie's home, the night we made love. That day was perfect…until I found her in the living room with O'Malley. I would give anything to get that blissful ignorance back. To get back those moments when nothing existed but the two of us and how we felt around each other…
"I want that, too."
I whirled around at the hoarse, but familiar voice behind me. Callie. Her hair no longer lay perfectly, her cloths were wrinkled and twisted, smudges covered he face and arms, and her eyes were wild and defeated. A deep gash ran from her hairline to her right eyebrow and a purpling bruise decorated her tanned bicep. She looked awful. My stomach fluttered devastatingly, my heart threatened to thrash from my chest, and my lungs clenched, not allowing air to enter or exit. Emotions danced around inside of me so fast that I didn't know which were causing my reaction to her presence. As I watched her stand slightly hunched in front of me, panting softly, her eyes never straying from me, I took a deep breath and focused on one thing at a time, "You want what, too?" My voice came out in a strangled whisper as the adrenaline coursed through me.
She took a small step toward me, but froze at my icy glare, full of warning, "I want us back. The us before all…this." Her hand flourished through the air vaguely.
"Oh, you mean the 'this' where you were sent to kill me and lied about it? The 'this' where you tricked me to get me into bed so O'Malley could take my powers? Or the 'this' where you seduced me, completely betraying me? Which 'this' did you mean, Calliope? And, were you reading my mind?" Anger started to boil in the pit of my stomach, spreading warmth throughout my limbs.
"One, I was never going to kill you. Two, sleeping with you was never part of the plan, that was all me and my feelings for you. Three, I didn't let O'Malley near you. I couldn't. From the second I met you, I betrayed the plan, not you. And, four, it's not like you were completely honest with me. I didn't hear you telling me you were an angel. But, I want you, Arizona, I want us." Her eyes pleaded with mine, desperate for me to hear her.
"You were helping someone who wanted to kill me, so that's the same thing. And, me being an angel doesn't put you in danger!" I was yelling now, overflowing with passion and hurt.
"Doesn't put me in danger? Are you kidding? Look at me! Do you think I look like this because I'm going for a road kill fashion statement? The UnderWorld is after me for betraying them, and the OverWorld is after me for threatening you! Everyone is gunning for me all because I fell for you! You being an angel absolutely affects me! Being here now is very dangerous for me!" Her voice had risen to a loud ramble, expressing her anxiety and growing anger.
Ignoring her confession that she fell for me, I shouted back, "How did you even find me? This place is protected!"
Her expression softened, as did her voice, "I could find you anywhere."
Slightly taken aback, I gulped and steeled my voice, "Well, you shouldn't. What did you hope to accomplish by coming here?"
Callie took a step forward, holding her breath when I didn't retreat, "I just want you to understand that you weren't a mission for me. It may have started out that way, but it quickly became about spending time with you."
Shaking my head angrily, tears pricking at my eyes, "No! Just shut up! You don't get to show up here and say all these things like it makes everything better! You hurt me, Callie! I've never felt this-that way about anyone, ever. And, nothing has ever hurt me the way you did. Don't you understand?" I was back to yelling. There was no other way to deal with the feelings whipping around my heart at that moment.
Callie took another forceful step toward me, "Of course, I understand that, Arizona! Do you think this is easy for me? My goal was to weaken you and turn you over to O'Malley and leave. Like every other mission. But, noooo! Instead, I meet the most incredible being I've ever met in any lifetime, fall hopelessly in love with her, and betray everything and everyone I've ever known! Now, everyone, everyone is after me, endangering my life all the time. Which you know, because you called in your side." She paused to send me a pointed glare, "Despite all that, the only thing I can think about is getting back to you!" Her chest heaved with rage, and her eyes flashed.
My blood pressure continued to rise, the mixture of confusion, anger, and hope causing my body to overact, "Oh, ok. You found me! Now what? We ride off into the sunset together? An angel and a demon just living life? That's not exactly going to work! So, what's your plan?"
Smirking almost meanly, she spits back, "You're practically human, remember? That puts us a little closer, don't you think? And, I'm not a demon. I'm half human and half Siren."
Glaring at her blatant disregard for my personal crisis, I bark in response, "Yeah, because a Siren and a human is sooo much better! And, who says I'm not going to be a full angel again? The only thing holding me down was you, and that's not an issue anymore!"
"Ok, what if I leave the UnderWorld and live as a human, and you could stay on Earth?" Her voice was now eerily quiet.
I hadn't noticed until that moment how close we were standing. Her face was about a foot away from mine and I could easily reach out and touch her. Panicking at how enticing the offer sounded and my seemingly wavering resolve, I continued to yell, "It's not that easy! Do you think I'll ever be able to trust that you won't fall back into your natural ways? No! And, I want to be an angel again, so that's not even an option!" I didn't know if that was entirely true, but it's all I had.
Callie invaded my space farther, "Oh, yeah? You're sure that you want to go back there? I don't think you do. I think you want to be with me as much as I want to be with you. You're just too damn scared to admit it and do something about it!"
"Get the hell out of my head!" I screeched back.
"I wasn't in your head, that was me knowing you! But, thanks for admitting that that's what you were thinking!" Her smug grin and flaming eyes angered me even further.
I gritted my teeth, furious at her, at me, at the situation, "You know me so well, do you?" Seeing her nod, my nostrils flared and I brought my face to hers in challenge, growling, "What do I want more than anything, right now?"
Callie answered in a low voice, "You think you want me to leave you alone, but what you really want is this-"
Without any other warning, Callie gripped my neck and pulled my mouth roughly to hers. Her plump lips sealed over mine, instantly setting my body on fire. I began to forcefully kiss her back before I fully comprehended what was happening. I yanked my lips from hers and glared into her eyes, "You think this is what I want?" I grimaced at the huskiness of my voice.
"Is it not?" She dared.
I wanted to smack her, to tell her she's wrong, to run away, but instead I slammed our mouths back together in a frenzied kiss. Her tongue immediately thrust into my mouth, angrily demanding dominance. I tangled my fingers in her hair, fiercely gripping the dark strands, holding her to my face. When her hands grasped my hips with painful force, I instinctually pushed her until her back collided harshly with the wall. The resounding thud caused her to bite down on my lip, releasing a deep groan from my chest. Passion, need, and fury spurred us on, stoking our emotional and lustful fire into an uncontrollable inferno. She unapologetically ripped my shirt from my body and unclasped my bra. After returning the favor, she smashed our bodies together. When heated caramel skin met flushed porcelain breasts, the microwave and refrigerator exploded, causing me to tear my lips from hers and glare at the appliances. Gasping for breath, I turned back to her, asking in a raspy voice, "Was the me or you?"
"I think it was us." She answered before claiming my mouth again and taking my momentary distraction as an opportunity to twirl us around and pin me violently against the cool wall. With the air briefly forced from my lungs, Callie reached between us and started massaging my breast, causing us both to moan. She quickly took a nipple between her pointer and thumb, squeezing painfully. Pleasure thundered through my nerves, letting loose a yelp of desire that knocked all the lamps onto the ground with an earsplitting crash. This time Callie lost focus long enough for me to dip my head and bite down on her tightened nipple, this action causing enough sensation for the chair behind her to splinter and scatter across the hardwood floor. Callie roughly shoved my shoulders back against the wall, and bent over to remove my pants and underwear in one forceful swoop. Returning upright, she attempted to slide her hand to my center, but I slapped it away. Quickly, I rid her of her jeans and thong, before swiftly sweeping her feet out from under her.
She landed on the floor with a loud grunt, and I sprang on top of her, straddling her. We both whimpered when my already soaked center rubbed desperately against her toned abs. I sealed our lips once again, pressing my body along hers. Taking the, not-so-risky, gamble that she was as ready as I was, I decided to forgo teasing and streaked my hand down her body. Without warning I shoved two fingers into her dripping core, liberating a feral cry of pleasure from the writhing form beneath me. I flinched when more explosions sounded from the room around us. Apparently, our rampant emotions and lowered inhibitions meant liberal use of powers, intentional or not. Forgetting that thought, I channeled all my energy to the fingers plunging in and out of the plague of a woman under me. Her hips jerked up to meet my hand, moaning at the feeling. Obviously struggling with her movements, she pushed me slightly back and shot me a lusty glare.
Suddenly, her hand squeezed between us and slid through my swollen folds, causing me to gasp in pleasure. She didn't allow me time to adjust before two strong fingers entered me, almost brutally. Instantly curling her digits, she hit that delicious spot deep within me causing me to throw my head back with a scream. All the dishes in the kitchen flew from the cabinets and all the doors slammed shut, resulting in a cacophony of noise that fueled us on. Without delay, we started a blistering pace, pumping into the other with determination and force. Our bodies pushed and slid against each other as we encouraged higher levels of bliss. Adding another finger, I thrust deeper into the Siren, a part of me believing that enough pleasure could erase all the bad surrounding us. Callie took my cue and shoved three fingers inside me and thrust with more vigor.
We shifted to increase our leverage and gained momentum. I could feel hot desire coil in my stomach and surge outward through my body, leaving no part untouched. I was close. Reattaching our lips in a scorching and messy kiss, we released guttural moans, displaying our satisfaction. Feeling her walls begin to restrict around my frantic fingers, I sensed that she was also toeing the cliff of ecstasy. A turbulent wind lashed around us, scattering meaningless items around the room as the pressure built within us. My insides gripped her slender fingers as they drove erratically into me. We separated our lips to stare fiercely into each other's eyes, intense emotions nearly causing sparks in the air between us. We didn't spare a second thought when the walls caught fire, flames licking the room and furniture. Our bodies slammed together as we simultaneously reached our peaks. Time slowed in the fraction of a second before my world exploded. I could read every thought and feeling going through Callie, and I knew she could see mine. With a final thrust from each of our trembling fingers, we came undone in each other's arms. Vehement pleasure rocketed through my quaking body, causing me to cling to Callie's equally shuddering form. I vaguely registered the sound of shattering glass as the windows burst from their frame. All the air rushed from my lungs and refused to return. Sweat made us slippery, belaboring my attempt to steady myself on Callie. Waves of boiling rapture repeatedly washed over me, not allowing me to regain my senses. After what felt like hours, Callie's body began to calm under mine, which provided a point of reference for mine. We collapsed against each other, my head falling to her shoulder and her arms tightly clinging to my back and waist.
Gulping in air, trying to secure my flailing heart, I exerted my minuscule amount of remaining energy to peek one eye open. Seeing the lust born flames continuing to consume the house, and noticing the burning sensation on my skin that wasn't result of our encounter, I let out a throaty chuckle, "Um, you should probably do something about this…" I gestured to our current position.
Callie groaned as she pried open her eyes. Licking her dry lips, she weakly waved her hands at the walls, restoring them to their previous state. Swiveling her head from side to side she absorbed the sight of the rest of the room, "Wow, we did a number to this place."
I glanced around as well. Broken and burned furniture, glass, appliances and doors littered the house. "Yep, I guess, our combined powers had some extreme results."
Callie gazed into my, now, clear blue eyes, "Yeah, I got that."
Recognizing that my body was still humming, I could only nod in agreement. We searched each other's eyes for a few minutes, basking in the pureness of the moment, knowing that it wouldn't last. Finally, I regretfully pulled myself off of Callie's cooling body, and sat up. "I think you should go."
Callie's brow furrowed, but she sat up to look me in the eye, "Ok. But, this isn't over. Obviously, there's something between us. And, if you're not ready for it, fine. But, I'm going to be here, waiting for you for as long as you need." I opened my mouth to respond, but she cut me off with a soft kiss, "No. Don't say anything, right now. You do what you have to. If you want to work on getting your wings back or if you want to make peace with being a human, whatever it is, do it, and I'll be whatever you need me to be." Seeing my eyes flash, she continued, "And, don't say you don't want me, because we know you do. However, if there's no place for me in the life that you want, then I'll accept that. I won't like it, but I'll respect it. And, if you think there's even a tiny chance that we can work, then I need you to figure out a way to trust me again. Especially, because life is going to be rough for both of us from now on. We'll need to trust each other."
I studied her closely, taking in her deep brown eyes and bruised lips. Her hair fell haphazardly around her face, and the moon shown through the window, making her skin glow. Realizing the honesty in her words, I silently nodded, agreeing to her terms. I watched as she stood on unsteady legs and dressed quietly. As she smoothed out her clothes and hair, she turned to me, wrapping a blanket around my still naked form, "I hope I see you around, Arizona."
Watching her disappear in a crimson glow, I let my head fall into my hands. What now?
AN: So? What did you think? I feel like I have to apologize for three sex chapters in a row. It wasn't originally my intention. I usually hate when writers continually put in sex scenes, when the story isn't supposed to be just smut. However, this is what I wanted, and it was different enough that I felt it would be ok. I also know that many of you have no problem what-so-ever with lots of sex, so yay for you guys!