A/N: Hey everyone. First off, I'd like to apologize for the long break in updates. There was a family emergency which kept me from being able to post any updates. My girlfriend had an accident and was in the hospital and we didn't make it home until today. I will make it up to all of you this week though, I promise. Let me know what you guys think!
-A Week Later-
Blue skies meant a sunny day in Seattle, which was definitely a rarity. Diamonds sway on top of the rippling water of Puget Sound Bay. Had Arizona not been sitting outside on the patio she would have thought that the day would be pleasantly warm, instead she's huddled deep inside her thick winter coat. Hands wrapped around a steaming cup of joe to keep warm. Letting her gaze wander over the bay before her, she can see the white and green Ferry Boat crossing and further out a cargo ship with containers stacked high.
"Don't think I'll ever get over this view." Arizona thinks to herself letting out a content sigh. "I've barely been here a week and already it feels like home."
"Home? This feels like home? This will never be your home."
"Obviously I know that. Can you blame me though? For the first time in years I haven't felt alone. There's someone here to converse with. Even if sometimes it's just mundane thoughts."
"Ha! Someone? Do yourself a favor and admit that the reason you're enjoying yourself this much is because that 'someone' is Callie Torres. If it were anyone else you wouldn't be this excited about living with them."
"First of all, I'm NOT living with her. It's a temporary situation. In just under two months I will be returning to MY apartment. Second of all, what's wrong with enjoying her company? She's stunning, smart, whity, has a sense of humor, and can hold a conversation that doesn't revolve around shoes or purses! What's NOT to enjoy?"
"There's nothing wrong with it. I'm simply saying in order for you to make something happen, you actually have to admit that you want more than friendship from her. Besides, you've been flirting with her enough that by now even she's picked up on that."
"Ugh, fine! I want to take her on a date. I want to be the reason behind that amazing smile and that melodic laugh. I want to put that sparkle in her eye. Are you happy now?"
"Well, I suppose but one more thing, admit that you want more than a date. You want her as your girlfriend. You want a future with her."
"Why are you torturing me?"
"You're torturing yourself, you goof."
"FINE! I want it all with that woman. For the first time, I actually see a possible future but the million dollar question is whether she would even consider a date with me?"
"Sitting here arguing with yourself isn't going to get you that answer. You'll have to pull your head out of your ass and actually ask her."
"Ya, not going to happen! It's too soon."
Suddenly a thunderous clatter from inside the apartment jolts Arizona out of her deliberations. The blonde jumps up and runs inside.
Noticing the pair of crutches at the bottom of the stairs her eyes dart up to see Callie attempting to make her way down them on her own. "Callie Torres!" Arizona yells out. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She makes her way up the stairs to take a hold of the brunettes arm helping her down.
"What's it look like I'm doing?" Callie retorts rolling her eyes.
"It LOOKS like your crazy ass wants to end up in the ER again!" Arizona fires back angrily. "Why didn't you call out for me to come help you?"
Arizona is completely befuddled by the fact that Callie has tried to make her way down these stairs on her own. Over the past week the author has become more comfortable with asking for help whenever she needed it.
Callie lets out a huff of air before answering. "I called you're name and when you didn't answer I checked your room but you weren't there. I figured maybe Karev called you in for another consult or something."
Feeling horrible for not having heard the brunette call out her name Arizona gives her a sheepish smile. "I'm sorry, Scribbles. I was sitting out on the patio enjoying some coffee. I even left the door open in case you woke up, I'm not sure how I didn't hear you calling out."
Raising her eyebrow at Arizona, she asks. "Why the hell would you want to sit out there? It's colder than freaking Alaska out there!"
Shrugging Arizona replies. "It's a beautiful morning and I was enjoying the view. Also, you know that I would let you know if I had to leave and have one of the guys come stay with you until I returned. At the very least I'd have left you a note!"
"Arizona, come on." Callie whines. "I made it down several steps before you ran up here."
Scoffing Arizona replies with an annoyed tone. "Callie, you were told at your follow up that you are NOT to put WEIGHT on your leg! It's barely been a week since you've been discharged. Damn, you are one stubborn woman!"
"Fine, Dr. Quinn." Callie answers pouting. "Just promise not to tattle on me and I won't do it again."
Making it down the stairs Arizona picks up the discarded crutches and hands them to Callie just then noticing her attire. Black form fitting slacks combined with a dark purple button up shirt "Hot Damn! That is more than sexy!"
"What's with the fancy clothes, Scribbles?" Arizona asks trying to distract her own mind by pouring the brunette a black cup of coffee. Over the last week she'd quickly picked up on her different culinary preferences.
"God, that tastes good!" Callie says moaning her appreciation of the dark amber liquid. "Thank you. I've got a meeting with the publishing house to finalize the cover for the final book later."
"Mmm, I'll bet I can give you a much better reason to moan." Arizona thinks to herself as she watches Callie take another sip of the coffee. Her eyes glued to the luscious deep red lips that are now shimmering from the drop of coffee left there. "Lean in and skim my tongue gently over her lip before pressing my lips against her's."
"Earth to Dimples." Callie says waving her hand in front of the blonde's face after noticing that she'd stopped moving and was standing like a statue in front of her.
Arizona's cheeks turn a crimson color being brought out of her day dream abruptly. "Huh, what was that?"
Callie chuckles softly as she replies. "I said, I have a meeting with my publisher to finalize the cover for the book."
"Oh, what time will they be here?" Arizona inquires while she takes out some plates to dish out their breakfast that she'd made before going outside.
"Umm, no they aren't coming here." Callie replies watching the blonde. "I called Ivan earlier and he's going to take me to the office."
"Whoa, hold on." Arizona says turning around from her task. "Are you sure that's a good idea? Officer Bristol said they still haven't found any leads. Is it wise to leave the apartment?"
"It's not like I'm going to be walking there." Callie says looking down into her coffee mug. She's been in her apartment for a week now and her cabin fever was quickly getting out of hand. "There's no danger to me. I have to get out of this place even if it's just for an hour! I'm not even allowed to go out for walks! I can handle staring at my own walls for only so long."
Arizona turns back to the breakfast plates before replying. "Let's eat breakfast and then I'll run upstairs and get ready."
Suddenly feeling an arctic breeze Callie turns in her chair to see that the patio door was still open so she stands up and begins to make her way over to close the door.
"Hey, where are you going?" Arizona asks noticing the brunette walking away after turning around to set the plates on the breakfast bar. In the past week it became their morning ritual to eat together. "Breakfast is ready, I made it before you woke up."
Laughing Callie turns around and points behind her. "I'd rather not have to wear a coat to breakfast, so I'm closing the door."
"Whoops." Arizona says taking a seat watching Callie maneuver herself around. "You scared me when you threw your crutches down the stairs, I must've forgotten to close the door. I'm sorry."
Making her way back to the bar Callie replies with a smile. "Got your attention though, didn't it?"
Arizona nods her answer and then tilts her head watching Callie's shirt that is now flashing a bright white color right above her left breast. "Umm, Callie? Is that some new fashion style that I don't know about?" She points to the flashing light in the shirt.
Having reached her chair Callie blushes before reaching inside her shirt to pull her cellphone out of her bra. "Nope, not a new fashion. Just my cellphone."
Arizona throws her head back and lets out a deep laugh and then doubles over laughing harder still. "Di... Di... Did... you... just pull... your... phone... out of... your bra?" She stammers out between her fits of laughter.
Not allowing herself to get embarrassed Callie just smirks and answers. "What? The pockets in these damn pants are to small for my phone. Don't tell me you've never used your 'natural' pockets to store you phone, wallet, or cash?"
Still laughing Arizona replies. "Can't say that I've ever done that. Scrubs have too many pockets to have that problem. I can't imagine the looks you get doing that in public though."
The brunette lets out a giggle before answering. "I've definitely turned some heads with that move. You should have seen Mark's face the first time he saw me do that! He asked to borrow my phone to make a call but changed his mind once he saw me pull it out of my bra! Said he couldn't use a boob phone. There was one time that I went to a coffee shop down the street that I actually felt bad for the guy at the cash register though. I decided not to take my wallet with me so I slipped my cash in my bra. Poor boy turned so red I honestly thought he was going to spark a fire!"
"Oh, please, the boy was probably having some dirty, dirty thoughts." Arizona says trying to calm her laughter down. "I'm sure you made his day."
Rolling her eyes at the blonde Callie shrugs her comment off. "Ha, whatever, Dimples. He had no such thoughts about me. That much I'm sure of!"
Arizona just gawks at the woman sitting next to her. "You can't be serious! You are hot, like dirty hot. Sex on a stick. Trust me, I'm sure he had some interesting pictures running through his mind."
Callie can feel her cheeks light afire at the blonde's compliment and dips her head. "You're crazy. People don't have those types of thoughts about me."
"Did she just say dirty hot?" Callie thinks to herself. "Sex on a stick? There's no way she's attracted to me. Just look at her! Now, SHE is sex on a stick!"
"Finally! You admit that you are attracted to her!"
"I'm not freaking blind! Hell even if I was blind I'd still know she's breathtaking."
"I'm just saying it took you damn long enough!"
Arizona having noticed that she'd caused the brunette to shy away reaches out to tilt her head back up so she can look into those obsidian windows. "Callie, I'm serious! You turn heads when you enter a room. People forget what they were doing entirely."
"Th... Thanks." Callie stammers not sure what to make of the compliments.
The author can't understand how Arizona can make her feel so enlivened. Anytime that she's close to the blonde her entire body hums. A scorching heat starts in the pit of her stomach and sweeps throughout her entire body, down to her toes. The more time that she spends with the surgeon the more these feelings intensify.
-Two Days Later-
"Arizona?" Callie calls up the stairs to the blonde that's in her room. "Do you mind helping me with something?"
Popping her head out of her door Arizona calls back. "Sure, just give me a minute and I'll come down."
"There you are." Callie says throwing her best smile at the surgeon. "Why were you hiding up there?"
Arizona gives Callie a small push laughing. "I wasn't hiding, just putting away my laundry. What did you need help with?"
Callie heads towards her kitchen where she's placed ingredients on the island. "I want some donuts."
Confused Arizona arches her eyebrow. "Ok, is there a place around here where we can send one of the boys to get some?"
"No, no, no." Callie says giving Arizona a smirk. "We aren't going to BUY the donuts. We are going to MAKE them. Now normally I would do this on my own but given that I'm still having to use these blasted crutches I need some help. You game?"
Arizona warily glances at the ingredients before her. "Umm, Scribbles, I feel that I should warn you. Me and baking do NOT mix. At all! Unless I'm making breakfast I'm useless in the kitchen."
Callie looks at the blonde and gives her the best pout she can muster along with her sad puppy eyes. "Please Dimples? You LOVE donuts! Now you'll have the BEST donuts there ever were! Please?" The brunette bats her eyelashes.
Unable to deny the adorable pout Arizona starts laughing and puts her hands up in surrender. "Alright, alright. But, I don't want to hear ANY complaints when this place turns into a disaster zone! I gave you a fair warning. Deal?"
Callie lets out a squeal and claps her hands together. "Psshh. Don't worry, Dimples. With my help we'll turn you into a baker in no time. First we need to warm up 1 1/8 cups of milk and then mix it with 1/4 cup granulated sugar in the smaller mixing bowl to your left."
Arizona measures out the milk and puts it in the microwave to warm it up while she measures out the sugar. Taking the milk out she pours it in the mixing bowl and then adds the sugar.
"Now mix the two together with the whisk." Callie begins to tell the surgeon. Before she can give the instruction to use small slow strokes Arizona had started whisking away causing milk to splash onto the counter top.
Scrunching her nose up and raising her shoulders Arizona turns to look at Callie. "Whoops, guess I should have tried that a little slower."
The author starts to laugh as she reaches for the paper towel. "It's no big deal. Easy to clean up. We are going to SLOWLY add three teaspoons of the yeast and let the mixture sit for the next ten minutes."
The surgeon follows the instructions and then looks to Callie. "What's next?"
"Take the butter and melt it in the microwave while you beat the two eggs in that smaller mixing bowl." Callie says pointing to the next ingredients that need to be used. She'd made this recipe hundreds of times over the years and was easily able to set up the island so that it would be quick to give instructions.
Arizona turns around to take the butter to the microwave but when she does her elbow catches the bowl holding the pre-measured flour knocking it over all over Callie. Turning back around to see what damage she'd caused this time Arizona's eyes become saucers when she notices the front of the author covered in the flour and can't help but to start giggling. Callie on the other hand is darting her eyes between herself and the blonde surgeon standing in front of her.
"Are you sure that you are a renowned surgeon?" Callie sputters. "If this is what you're like in the OR, Dimples. All I can say is THANK GOD you will never be operating on me! Those poor, poor children!"
"Now just you wait a minute there!" Arizona retorts! "I warned you that I am NO good in the kitchen! I thrive in the OR. Besides, I'm not mixing a a dozen things together in the OR. There is nothing similar about the OR and being in a kitchen!"
Callie snorts before she starts to laugh. "That's where I would disagree with you! Surgery requires precise movements. Cooking and/or baking is no different, Dimples! Seeing as I'm now wearing all of the flour you're going to have to measure out another four cups."
Having melted the butter Arizona takes it out of the microwave and places it on the island and reaches for the bag of flour to start pouring.
"Wai..." Callie starts to speak not getting a chance to finish her sentence just as Arizona dumps the sack causing a mushroom cloud of flour to raise up and cover the entire island. "What the hell was that?"
Arizona turns around sheepishly looking at Callie. "What? You said to measure out the flour."
Slapping her hand to her face Callie asks. "Bloody hell, Arizona!"
Just as Callie starts laughing Arizona's phone starts ringing and seeing that it says "Mom" she quickly grabs the device and answers the call.
"Arizona?"
"Hello, this is Callie." The author says still laughing and places the call on speaker. "Is this Mrs. Robbins?"
"Yes, it is." The voice on speaker is clearly baffled. "Is Arizona alright? Who is this?"
"Mrs. Robbins, I'm Callie, a friend of Arizona's." Callie says trying to stop her laughter. "She's standing here next to me and I was closer to her phone."
"Hi, mom." Arizona says slapping Callie on her shoulder.
"What is going on over there? It sounds like you girls are having fun, well rather it sounds like Callie is having fun."
"Mrs. Robbins, I was trying to have Arizona help me make some homemade donuts." Callie quickly answers and starts laughing even harder. "My kitchen now looks like a small blizzard came through it."
Laughter spills out of the device on the counter. "You poor thing, Callie. I learned a long time ago never to allow Arizona anywhere near my kitchen! Please, call me Barbara. Are you new to Seattle dear? Last time we came to visit Arizona, I don't remember meeting anyone by the name of Callie."
"No ma'am." Callie answers. "I've actually live in Seattle longer than Arizona. We met through mutual friends. I believe you know one of them quite well, Teddy Altman?"
A gasp is heard followed by silence for a few seconds. "Are... Are you Callie Torres? The author?"
Blushing even though she can't see the older Robbins Callie replies. "Yes ma'am. Guilty."
"Callie, did my daughter apologize to you for the incident on the train?"
Turning to look at Arizona the brunette raises her eyebrow in a silent question before answering. "Of course, although, to be fair I owed her an apology as well given the way I reacted to her genuine concern."
"I'm glad that you two were able to get past that incident. Now tell me, Callie, how did you manage to convince my daughter to assist you in the kitchen?"
Callie sits down on a stool at the breakfast bar while Arizona begins cleaning up the mess of flour. "I've recently discovered her affinity for donuts and decided that I wanted to thank her for being so kind and staying with me while I recover. Although, I'm starting to think that maybe I should wait and make them after I'm off these crutches. She really isn't much help."
"What are you recovering from dear?"
Realizing that Arizona hadn't told her family of her changes in living arrangements Callie decides to play it safe and not give away to many details. "Took a fall and managed to break my leg."
"Ugh, no you were RUN OVER by your stalker and ended up needing surgery. Breaking your leg was just the least of your injuries." Arizona snaps at her.
"Oh my! Is everything alright? Have they caught the person responsible?"
"No, mom." Arizona replies shaking her head at Callie knowing that she would have tried to brush the incident off. "They haven't found any leads so far but they're working on it. How's dad doing?"
"Your father is great. Still running every morning and trying to find a hobby. I think we've crossed out no less than five different ones thus far. Callie, did you say you know my soon to be daughter in law?"
"Yes ma'am." Callie replies. "I met her a years prior."
"Did she know that you're an author?"
"Of course." Callie answers with a slight shrug.
"Teddy didn't spill the beans on the fact that Arizona has been obsessed with your work since your first book came out?"
Callie winks at Arizona as she starts laughing. "She most definitely did not. Admittedly, I'm thrilled that she didn't. A chance meeting on a train? There's no topping that!"
"It's very romantic that's for sure, dear."
Arizona's eyes snap to her phone. "Mother!"
"I'm stopping, Arizona. You girls have fun making those donuts. Callie, dear, if you want them to be edible I would advise you don't allow my lovely daughter any closer to that kitchen!"
"Duly noted, Mrs. Robbins." Callie says throwing her head back in laughter.
Rolling her eyes Arizona says her goodbye and ends the call. Discreetly taking a handful of flour she turns to face the brunette across from her. "You think you can gang up on me with my mother and there won't be consequences?"
Unable to keep from laughing even harder Callie can only shake her head in response just as Arizona reaches out and drops the flour on her head.
Laughter immediately ceases as Callie's eyes become saucers. "Dimples, you've no idea what you've just started!" The author stands up slowly and moves to corner the blonde surgeon in the kitchen as she reaches for the bag of flour and quickly dumps the entire bag on her head.
"Callie!" Arizona shrieks but unable to keep the the smirk off her face. "Scribbles, you're going to greatly regret your move!" Picking up an egg she cracks it on the counter and then quickly reaches out and breaks it apart over Callie's head.
Quirking her eyebrow up Callie begins to slowly stalk closer to Arizona letting her hand drag across the counter top until she reaches the bowl of milk and sugar mixture. She now has Arizona pinned up against the wall. Leaning in to obstruct the blonde's view of the room she reaches around with the mixing bowl in her hand bringing it up slowly beside the golden girls. Holding the gaze of the cerulean orbs before her, Callie deliberately pours the mixture while raising her eyebrow in challenge.
Arizona drops her jaw while the milk trickles down her forehead and down her face. Closing her mouth the blonde purses her lips while Callie raises her hand to tenderly wipe away the descending white warm liquid. Dropping her gaze from the sky colored windows to plush pink lips she leans in until her breathe cascades over the lips she's been aching to taste since meeting the surgeon.
Paralyzed in her spot Arizona observes the molten chocolate eyes dance and flitter between her lips and her own eyes. She can see the amber brown darken to near obsidian as their movement halts. Callie's breathe caresses not only her lips but all of her senses. Callie's scent permeates her entire body causing a slowly burning electric spark to migrate throughout not only her body but reaching deep into her very soul. As her hands begin to tremble from the sheer want overtaking her body she reaches out and ever so gently grazes her finger tips up from Callie's hands to her shoulders and as she buries her fingers in raven tresses Arizona leans into the goddess before her allowing their bodies to mold into each other. All breathing ceases entirely as Callie closes the remaining distance between their lips and brushing them together ever so slightly. Pulling back for a second to give Arizona time to stop this if she wants. Not sensing any reluctance on the blonde's side Callie presses their lips together again. Smooth, satiny, dark red pillows mold to supple, velvety pink clouds. The kiss isn't rushed or forced. It's slow, gentle, yet full of vigor and life. The spark that's been igniting since their first meeting has finally caught flame. Arizona pulls Callie to her gently to deepen their kiss allowing her own lips to begin their own embrace. The shock to her being causes a sharp intake of air through her nostrils allowing the kiss to continue and intensify. Callie gently strokes Arizona's cheeks with her thumb while her fingers softly graze her jaw line.
Needing oxygen they break the kiss and rest their foreheads together both keeping their eyes closed refusing to allow the spell to be broken. Unable to resist the urge to taste Callie again Arizona pulls the brunette in again this time taking control of the kiss. Urging the deep red pillows to move with hers in their unique dance. Opening her lips the blonde glides her pink tongue across Callie's bottom lip. The brunette unable to resist the silent request opens her lips allowing Arizona to push into her mouth. The fireworks immediately explode in her mind's eye as their tongues collide for their first meeting. Undulating, bending, swirling in perfect synchronized swimming they continue to ravish each other.
A loud clatter of the mixing bowl landing on the floor having fallen from Callie's hand, rips them apart. Eyes darting open immediately holding the gaze of the other, both immersed with emotions. The only sound in the eerily quiet apartment is both of their ragged breathing.
Stepping away from Arizona, Callie is the first to break the web of lust that has taken over them. The brunette unable to grasp the feelings and emotions swirling within herself drops her gaze to the fallen mixing bowl. "I ... Ari... Umm... We... We should get cleaned up."
Reaching up to touch her still tingling lips Arizona replies. "Y.. yes. We've made quite the mess in here. Let me help you upstairs and once I'm cleaned up I'll get the kitchen righted."
Seeing that Callie won't even look her in the eye Arizona can't prevent the overwhelming feeling of guilt taking over the feelings of lust and want.
Making it upstairs the blonde watches as Callie closes her bedroom door without so much as a glance in her direction. Slapping herself on the face she makes her way into her room to take a quick shower before heading back downstairs.
"What the HELL were you thinking?" Arizona thinks to herself while showering.
"What was I thinking? That isn't fair! I wasn't the instigator! Callie kissed ME!"
"Yes but then you kissed her BACK!"
"Can you fucking blame me? I've never in my life felt a kiss like that! Holy mother of all that's saintly! Those lips! And the way she moves that tongue! It should be illegal!"
"How are you going to face her again though? She wouldn't even look at you after! You know she isn't ready for this!"
"She kissed me! I won't apologize for enjoying it! She's fucking hot damn it. I'm going to act normal and if she wants to discuss it like the adults we are then we will. BUT, I will NOT apologize for it. I won't rush her or even try to kiss her again but if it comes I will let her know that I'm open to this! I can't deny the fact that I'm attracted to her. Not just in the physical sense!"
"Just don't come off to strong! The last thing you want is to scare her off! Something tells me there hasn't been anyone else since that bitch of an ex."
"I'll wait for her. I'm not expecting her to be ready tomorrow, or even next week but I will wait for her. Whatever pace she wants to set, that's what we will do."
"Ok, but what if she doesn't WANT to set a pace? What if she doesn't want this?"
"Look, not to sound delusional because I realize that on some level it does but you DON'T kiss someone like THAT if you aren't interested! Besides, it's not like she's into men! I haven't fallen for a straight woman!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait. Fallen for? When did this happen?"
"Umm, not entirely sure when it happened exactly but I'm going to own it! I've fallen for Calliope Torres! You know, I hadn't realized how beautiful her name is! I wonder why she doesn't use it!"
"Hey! Focus, Focus! Her full name isn't important!"
"That's where you are WRONG! It is important because it's part of her. One way or another that woman WILL go on a date with me!"
Stepping out of her shower Arizona uses her towel to clean off the mirror of steam and again traces her swollen, bruised lips unable to forget the feeling of being kissed by the bombshell she's living with.
Closing the door to her bedroom Callie is too scared to look at Arizona for fear of seeing the blonde surgeon angry with her. Leaning against the closed door she slides down until she's sitting on the floor finally allowing herself to think back on the kiss.
"You KISSED Arizona! What the hell is WRONG with you, Callie?"
"I couldn't help it! She was standing there with milk and flour in her hair and she still looked stunningly beautiful! She was practically begging me to kiss her! Not to mention there was a force pushing me to kiss her! I couldn't have stopped myself if someone had shot me!"
"Please! You're officially insane! She wasn't begging you for anything! You have got to pull your head out of your ass, Callie! You are a mess! And not just because of your ex and Nate! Someone is ACTIVELY trying to KILL YOU! Arizona has been to good to you for you to drag her into this! Are you going to be able to live with yourself if something happens to her because of you? Are you going to be able to handle it if YOU hurt her! That woman deserves someone that can be there for her! Someone that can give them their heart! Can you honestly tell me that you are able to do that?"
Picking herself off the floor Callie makes her way into the bathroom and disrobes. Covering her cast she turns on the shower and steps inside.
"You're absolutely right. I know that but I can't help myself. Even when Erica and I first started dating it wasn't like this! She responded to the kiss! She KISSED ME BACK! She kissed ME! Why?"
"The fact that she kissed you back or why she did is completely irrelevant! You know this! You aren't worthy of someone like her! She's far to pure, kind, amazing, and beautiful! What the hell are you going to offer her? A battered past? Nightmares? A dead son? A family that has nothing to do with you? You STAYED with someone that BEAT you for YEARS! You did that for a reason! Because you know that you deserved it!"
"Why? Why do I deserve that? Why don't I get to move past all of that? What did I do that made me deserve that?"
"Your SON is DEAD because of YOU! That's why you don't get to move on! He is DEAD because you couldn't even protect him when you were pregnant with him! Erica saw you for how worthless you really are. Why do you think it didn't start out like that? Because she didn't see what a worthless piece of shit you really are until later! You are so pathetic that if she came back tomorrow you'd take her back! Abuse and all! You'd take her back because you KNOW that's what you deserve. Arizona? She doesn't need to be marred by someone as disgusting as you!"
"I was GOOD to Erica! I didn't cheat on her! I didn't hit her! I supported EVERY decision she needed to make for her career! I moved across the country for her! She didn't sit at home night after night alone wondering who I was screwing now! That was ME! I was't perfect by any means but I damn sure didn't deserve that! I loved her!"
"Really? You loved her? If you loved her why do you judge her now? She is sick! You weren't supportive of that! You wanted to run away! You wanted to get a restraining order because she is SICK! You are disgusting! And you are so thick headed you think that someone like Arizona could be attracted to your fugly self! Do you know why you are still alive right now?"
"No, I honestly don't have any idea why I even bother getting up anymore."
"Let me do you a favor, you are still alive because death is to good for you! You deserve to live with the guilt of failing Erica, the guilt of failing Nate, the guilt of failing yourself, the guilt of failing your family! DEATH IS TO GOOD FOR YOU!"
"Please, please, please just stop!"
"Stop what? Telling you the truth? You are a piece of fucking worthless shit! Get that through your thick skull! Once you accept that I won't have to keep telling you!"
Walking by Callie's room Arizona hears a soul wrenching wail coming from behind the closed door. A despair that stops her dead in her tracks. It envelopes her in a cold fury of loneliness. The sound wraps itself around her heart obliterating it into a million pieces, dousing her very soul in frigid waters.
Unable to continue listening to the wails emanating from the closed room she knocks on the door. "Calliope, can I come in please?" Several moments of no answer other than the continued cries she tries the door to find it unlocked. Ducking her head into the room she tries to locate Callie but doesn't see her anywhere and then notices the light beneath the bathroom door. Walking into the room she makes her way to the other side and tries the handle but finds it locked. "Calliope, it's me, please let me in."
Still not receiving any answer she decides to knock on the door loudly. "Calliope!" Starting to worry even more she yells. "Calliope, open the door. Please, I can't stand to hear you like this and not do anything. Open the door Calliope. I'm begging you!"
"Please, stop! I can't. Please, I can't take it anymore." Callie's mangled voice can be heard inside. "I have nothing left. Please, please, please, please just stop. I'll stay away from her. I understand. Arizona is to good for me."
Hearing the desperation, anguish, misery, and desolation Arizona breaks out in a cold sweat! "Callie! Open the door now!" Arizona yells petrified of what is happening behind the locked door. "CALLIOPE! Don't make me break this door down! I'll do it!"
Nothing can penetrate the walls of wailing emanating from the bathroom.
"She must be having some sort of flashback!" Arizona thinks to herself becoming even more anxious unable to find a solution. "What the hell have you done!? How the hell are you going to get in there?"
Pulling out her cellphone she dials and waits for an answer.
"Teddy, I need you and Mark to get to Callie's RIGHT NOW!" Arizona yells into the phone and ends the call before an answer comes through.
