Disclaimer: I never owned, do not own and will never own Grey's Anatomy (unfortunately) but I do own this story.

I wanted to say thanks to everyone who stuck with me and this story to ten chapters and beyond…y'all are amazing!

On another note, I had a bit of writer's block with this chapter but I worked past that and here it is, Chapter 11.

Enjoy!

'What the hell just happened?' was all Callie could think as she made her way back to her dorm room. She entered her room and sat on her bed, looking at Addison, who was sitting on her own bed and watching the Latina, but not seeing her. The conversation continued replaying in her head and the taste of the lips that she had once been longing for still lingered on her own.

"What the hell just happened?" Callie whispered to herself.

"Callie, you okay?" the redhead asked closing the lid of her laptop.

"What the hell just happened?" the brunette repeated.

Addison was getting worried, "Callie talk to me."

She put her hands on Callie's shoulder and shook her slightly; it broke her out of her stupor. "She kissed me and..."

"Who kissed you? Arizona?" Addison asked.

Callie shook her head, "Erica."

Addison took a step back, "Hahn?" Callie nodded. "What happened, Callie?"

She looked into her best friend's eyes and actually saw her for the first time since walking into the room, "That's what I want to know."

This Saturday had started like any normal Saturday for Callie. She woke up at seven, went to the Athletic Center to work out for two hours, came back to Rhimes and showered all before Addison even thought of waking up. At ten she headed out to breakfast with her friends before leaving them to go to practice at the theater hall. She spent the next six hours going through the songs for Bellum Voces and perfecting her duet with Owen. After practice she met her academic advisor, Professor Chang, for an hour to discuss her courses and her academic life at the University. She left Chang's office and went to the usual dinner that the choir had every other Saturday at a hole in the wall restaurant they had all come to love. It was a simple and normal day for her. The only thing she did that day which was not usually a part of her schedule was visit Christian in the hospital and that's when and where all hell broke loose because Callie's personal devil had reappeared.

Callie peeked through the window beside the door of Christian's room and saw him lying on the bed, his eyes closed and tubes and wires running from his hands and arms to the machines standing guard beside his bed. She opened the door and entered the room quietly before closing the door and taking the lone seat at his bedside. She smiled softly at how peaceful he looked lying against the crisp white sheets. The only sounds that filled the room were his labored breathing and the steady rhythm of his heart monitor. When he had told her that he did not want a romantic relationship with her they had agreed to remain friends and it was through that light that she looked at him, sleeping calmly, unaware of everything that was going on in the world. She held on to his hand and gave a slight squeeze. She was never one to talk about her feelings or what she was going through but there was so much she wanted to tell Christian, to tell this stranger who had become her friend. She wanted him to know how happy she was, how in love she was, she wanted him to be happy with her. But he could not and because of that she squeezed his hand once more, letting him know that she was there until he pulled through. She used her free hand and pushed the dark hair that had grown out from his eyes; he looked more like himself without the rouge strands against his pale skin. His forehead was warm and Callie smiled, it was a marked difference from the first time she visited when the skin on his shoulder was nowhere close to normal body temperature. She moved her hand and the hair fell right above his closed eyes again. She leaned back into the chair, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

She opened her eyes, stared at his face and found it impossible to not tell him everything. So she did, "She likes me, Christian. Arizona likes me. I know, you probably already knew that but the thing is…I like her too and I can't help it." A smile spread across her face as she spoke to the man about her feelings for his cousin, "I always liked her, no one knew that and because I was afraid of what people would say and think about me I repressed it and treated her, the person I've been crushing on since what feels like forever, like shit. But we got into a very heated discussion the other day and I told her, in that elevator down the hall. She didn't say anything until that night though when she found me in Rosse Hall. I never thought Arizona was gay although that really does explain why she turned Mark down. But anyways…she likes me Christian." Callie was giddy with excitement at the thought that Arizona Robbins, the most amazing person (besides herself) that she knew. "I almost kissed her a few days ago but it didn't happen and we decided to a date some time when practice isn't so hectic." Her smile faltered and she sighed. "Practice isn't the same without you. Bailey doesn't play show tunes during breaks and there's no one to share my lunch with on Saturdays so I always have four hot wings left and no one to eat them. You need to wake up, Christian; even if you're not back at practice or even on campus you need to wake up. Despite everything that's happened Arizona hasn't been the same since you've been here, she's not as bright and perky as before so her sake wake up, okay?" Callie squeezed his hand gently. She sat and just looked at him for about two minutes until vibrations from her pocket drew her out of her thoughts. She stood, checked the caller ID and saw Aria's name on the screen. She gave Christian's shoulder a squeeze and left the room.

"Hey, what's up?" Callie said closing the door behind her.

"Hey Cal. I just called your dorm room and Addison told me that you're at the hospital, is everything okay?" Aria asked and Callie could hear the distinct concern in her sister's voice.

"Yeah, I'm fine; I was visiting a friend," Callie responded walking down the hall and towards the stairs that led to the first floor.

"Oh, alright. So, I was talking to Mama and Daddy today and your competition came up. They wanted to know the date so we could see your big duet," Aria's voice had become cheery.

"It's April 26," she walked down the stairs and walked across the lobby towards the doors. "You guys don't have to be there, you know."

"You don't want us there? You scared, Carmelita?" Aria chuckled.

"Stop calling me that," Callie whined; she hated the nickname that her sister had given her as a child. She sat on the bench outside the hospital doors, "I didn't know you guys were interested in coming."

"Stop lying. Daddy has been to every one of your performances," Aria said with just a little sass.

"Well yeah, I expected Daddy to want to be there but you said we which means you and Mama are coming too, and the two of you have never been to any of my performances," Callie said watching people walk in and out of the hospital doors.

"Well we decided that we wanted to come to this one," Aria said matter-of-factly.

Callie rolled her eyes, "Fine. How's life?"

"Ah, it's good. I got three days off from work so I decided to spend it with the old people," Aria said before shouting to their mother telling her that their father was calling her.

"Oh that's nice. At least all that sass that you had growing up came into good use," Callie said referencing the attitude that Aria had as a child and her current job as a lawyer at one of the most prominent law firms in Boston.

"I did not have sass," Aria countered hotly.

"Sure, Aria. So how's…what's his face? Steve?" Callie asked.

"Stephen," her sister corrected. "He's good. He flew to LA for a conference yesterday and he won't be back until Thursday but I'll survive."

"Uh huh, I bet you will," Callie said sarcastically, waving to a nurse whose younger brother was in the University's choir.

"Whatever, Carmelita. So, you found anyone yet?" Callie rolled her eyes; the question was inevitable, somehow their conversations always went to Callie's love life, no matter what they were talking about.

"Yeah. I think so…it's still in the flirting stage but…yeah there's someone," Callie said with a shy smile.

"Cute?" that was always the next question if Callie had said yes.

"Very!" she blushed when a few people who were passing turned to look at her.

"Oh, you sound excited. Is it Mark?" Callie could have sworn that she heard Aria wrong.

"Mark? Eww, no," Callie was sure that the face she was making could scare a child.

"I thought the two of you were having a thing after college," Aria said.

"No. We were just sleeping together, nothing more," Callie said still repulsed by the idea of being with Mark Sloan.

Aria laughed, "That's not something I expected from you, Carmelita."

Callie laughed as well, "Carmelita grew up, Aria." She heard her name being called and looked in the direction of the hospital entrance and made out the silhouette of the one person she never wanted to see again. "Aria…can I call you later?"

"Yeah sure," her sister answered. "Talk to you later. Love you."

"Love you too," Callie replied still in shock from seeing the person now standing in front of her. She hung up and looked up at the person, "What are you doing here?"

Steely blue eyes looked down at her, "Hello to you too, Callie."

"What are you doing here?" Callie repeated, her anger suddenly gone.

The woman sighed and shifted her weight from one foot to the other, "My mom's sick. She got admitted last week so I took this weekend to leave Maryland and visit her."

"Oh. What does she have?" Callie had liked her mother, she was actually a really nice lady.

"Lung cancer because of second hand smoke from my step-dad," her blue eyes looked away from Callie's. The Latina felt sorry for Mrs. Jameson but not Erica. There was no way she was ever going to feel sorry for Erica Hahn. Erica looked at her again, "Can I sit?" Callie looked at the empty space beside her before looking at Erica and giving a small nod.

"How long has she been sick?" Callie asked.

"They detected it last summer but at that time she was stage three…now she's stage four and it's only a matter of months before she's gone," Callie noticed how Erica's voice had taken on the same detached tone it always had when they were arguing or when she was frustrated.

Callie looked at Erica's face, "I'm sorry."

"Yeah me too," she sighed and ran her hand over her face. She chuckled, "Sometimes I think it's karma, you know?" Callie shook her head to signal no. Erica turned to look at her, "Come on. I break up with you in what was probably one of the worst ways possible and a month later my mother gets diagnosed with cancer, three months later my step-father leaves her and less than a year later her doctors are telling me that she could be dead by the end of June." Callie did not know why she did it, after all she still hated the woman but despite that she reached across the small space that separated them and placed her hand on Erica's. The blonde looked down at the caramel colored hand on hers and a small smile graced her face. She looked at the woman sitting beside her, "I'm sorry, Callie."

"It's fine. I wanted to know," Callie said.

Erica shook her head, "Not for telling you…for last summer."

As soon as the words left Erica's mouth Callie drew her hand away. Erica was not just going to waltz back into her life and ruin it. Not after everything she had been through. Not after she had convinced herself that she did not need Erica. Not after she had exorcised the woman from her life. "Excuse me?"

"I got to Maryland and I thought I was alright. I put myself into my courses and research but I couldn't help missing you, loving you. I realized how stupid I was to leave Seattle over a stupid argument. I –"

Callie cut her off, her anger boiling under the surface, "You wanting to cut Addison and Mark from my life was not a 'stupid argument', Erica."

"I'm sorry, it wasn't. When I was in Baltimore I realized that I shouldn't have broken it off with you like I did…I shouldn't have broken it off with you at all. I should have stayed and worked on us like you wanted. I did come back to visit my mom but I was also hoping that I could get to see you and tell you that," when Erica finished talking she was no longer looking at Callie.

"So you think telling me how sorry you are for everything that went down would change things?" Callie was upset and not hiding that from the blonde.

"I was hoping that we could try again. Put ev –"

The Latina stopped her for the second time in five minutes, "No! No, you can't just come back and give me some freakin' sob story, expect me to be okay with that and welcome you back with open arms. No, Erica. No!" Her fist were clenched in her lap, "I worked hard for months trying to get over you…trying to fix myself after you broke me and guess what? I did. I fixed myself and I'm over you. I'm done with you. I –" It was Erica's turn to cut Callie off and she silenced the woman with a kiss. The blonde leaned over, placed her hand on Callie's cheek and planted her lips on Callie's effectively shutting her up and pulling her back to being in a state of shock.

"Callie?"a voice said causing the woman to push the blonde away from her.

She looked up and saw another blonde standing ten feet away from her, "Arizona…" 'What was she doing here' was all Callie could think, after three seconds she remembered that the blonde's cousin was lying in a bed one floor up. Arizona looked between Callie, Erica and the hospital doors only once before walking away briskly in the direction of the lobby. "Arizona, wait!" The blonde did not look back but walked faster. Callie broke out into a jog and grabbed Arizona's arm. "Wait. Let me explain."

The smaller woman pulled her arm free and spun around, "I don't want to hear anything from you, Callie." She was about to turn around but Callie held on to her shoulders, "Let me go."

"No!" was all Callie said.

"All you newborns are the same. You wanted to check if you really are attracted to girls so you go around kissing other women. I should have known that you really weren't worth it," Arizona said looking straight into Callie's eyes.

This caused the Latina to drop her hands from Arizona's shoulders and take a step back, she spoke and her voice was small, "What do you mean you should have known that I wasn't worth it?"

"Callie…" Erica was behind her calling her name.

She spun around full of anger towards the blonde she disliked, "Stay out of this, Erica!" She turned around to Arizona again, "What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing," the blonde turned away again but Callie moved to stand between her and the door. "Get out the way, Callie. I need to go see Christian." By the lights from inside the building Callie could see the tears in the blonde's eyes.

"Arizona. She kissed me. I never asked for it…I didn't want it. I'm done with her. I only want one blonde and that's you. I came out to four people, if you count Christian and me, for you…not her," she pointed over Arizona's shoulder to where Erica was standing watching the two.

Arizona shook her head, "I need to go see my cousin." Callie dropped her head and stepped aside allowing Arizona access to the building. She turned around and watched the blonde that she was in love with walk away from her.

Erica came up behind her, "She's the rebound?"

Callie closed her eyes and fought the voice that was telling her to punch Erica in the nose. "Go back to Maryland and leave me the hell alone."

After that Callie was moving about in a trance when she was broken from it she found herself in her dorm room with Addison standing over her shaking her gently.

"Erica Hahn kissed me and ruined everything."

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