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Chapter 19 : "Surprise….?"

Callie's POV

"Callie it is very nice to meet you, we have heard nothing but great things from our Arizona." Barbara Robbins was a lot less scary in person, but Daniel was an entirely different beast.

"Hi Mr. and Mrs. Robbins, thank you so much for meeting me." I motioned for them to sit down with me.

"This place is usually packed, odd no one is here." Daniel scanned the coffee shop.

"Uh, yeah, I guess that's a perk of owning the place, I kinda kicked every one out for the day." I laughed nervously I didn't want to come off pretentious, but I had owned this coffee shop for years and I really wanted privacy for this…meeting.

"You own this place? Arizona makes us come here every time she is in town that must have scored you major brownie points with our girl." Barbara chuckles and notices me fidgeting with my hands.

"Um, well, im not sure I have ever mentioned this place to her." Crap. This is not the way I wanted to start off this conversation. Hey Mr. and Mrs. Robbins, who already have some very strong preconceived notions of me, I want to marry your daughter after only knowing her for 8 months, also I don't think she has any clue of my vast collection of properties. Why did I do this?

"Well, don't tell her, that way she won't ask for it in the divorce." Daniel patted my hands and my eyes snapped up to meet twinkling blue ones.

"Divorce, im sorry, wait, what?" I am struggling to make a sentence.

"Daniel behave! You are going to give this woman a damn heart attack. He is joking honey, we know you two won't get a divorce!" Barbara laughs and proceeds to tell the waitress her order.

I can feel my face flushing I haven't even mentioned marriage and they are already joking about our "pretend divorce" I feel like im in the Twilight Zone. "I, uh, I haven't said anything about getting married, I mean I just met you guys, and Arizona and I have only been together for 8 months, I mean….that's…that's crazy talk….isn't it?" I can't help my word vomit from flying.

"The minute we watched the interview we knew, Arizona said it best because she has heard it from me and Barb her entire life. When you know…You know." Daniel gave his wife a quick wink and I released the breath I had been holding since they walked in.

Later That Night…

Ive been pacing around the house since I got back from the coffee shop, my head is spinning. Of all the scenarios I had imagined, getting the blessings of Arizona's parents before I even asked for them was not one.

I am more nervous now than before I even met with Daniel and Barbara, it was too easy. They couldn't have been nicer to me, they shared a few adorable stories, and I think we really hit it off. Things never go this smoothly for me. I have the love of my life, her parents are completely on board, my parents are over the moon. I called them as soon as I got back to the house to tell them I planned on asking Arizona to marry me, and my mother's exact words were: "Thank God, when will I be a grandmother?"

My main concern now is Arizona. She has been extremely reluctant to go into detail about her parents and I meeting. I kind of just took the bull by the horns, but now im even more confused because they showed no apprehension at all. It is starting to make me scared this is more of an Arizona issue, not her parents.

I know meeting the parents is a big step, and she did freak out about meeting mine, but she hasn't wavered at any point in our relationship when I have mentioned our future. We have been on the same page about living together, kids, marriage, even her damn chickens…she really has a thing for chickens.

I just don't know what to think, and I really hope this wasn't a huge mistake. What if she was only ok with all of those things, when they were hypothetical or way in the future? I have worked myself up into a nervous mess and I still have hours until Arizona's plane arrives, maybe I should just enjoy this week we have planned and then talk to her about all of this when we get back to La. Yep, that sounds like a good plan…now I need wine. What a day….

Arizona's POV:

"Ma'am you really need to be careful, you just hit that old man with your suitcase, here please let me have it, it is my job." The chauffeur tried to grab my luggage but I swiftly swung it…a little to fast…and sent myself tumbling over.

"Now see, if my Calliiooppee were here this would not have been an issue…she is super strong…and super, super hot! Why isn't she here again?" I try very hard not to slur my words, while picking myself up off of the ground. I may have had a few drinks on the plane, in my defense I was getting antsy and it was suuchhh a loonnngg flight.

"Your flight arrived early, I was close by, and Ms. Torres asked me to just pick you up to save time Ma'am." The chauffeur….whom I am now calling Joffery seems to be trying his best not to laugh.

"Well then lets get a move on, you should never keep a pretty lady waiting Joffery, always remember that." I pat Joffery on his head and then fling my purse and laptop bag into the back seat of the Town car Callie had sent for me.

"Of course, Ma'am."

The drive flew by and I was now standing on the doorstep waiting anxiously, and unsteadily for my beautiful girlfriend.

"Callie!" I dropped my things on the porch and flung myself into her arms.

"Hey, babe, whoa are you drunk?" Callie steadied us and then pulled back to look me over, throwing sideways glances at Joffery, who just shook his head and continued carrying my luggage in.

"Drunk is a very strong word, a lady does not get drunk she gets….better." Ok I was totally wasted.

Laughing Callie pulled me inside and helped me take off my coat. "You can just put her stuff over there, thank you very much for bringing her, im sure she was an entertaining passenger."

"Oh she was, goodnight ladies." Joffery left the house chuckling.

"Calliope come here! You haven't even kissed me properly, I should just go back to La if this is how im going to be treated." I gave her my best pout.

"Well we cant have that." Callie grabbed me and gave me multiple delicious kisses on both cheeks and then finally a passionate one on my lips, this is what feeling at home means. No matter where in the world I am, kissing Callie, just being with Callie, is where my home is.

I walk into the living room and look at all of the pictures lining the mantel, there are some people I recognize and quiet I few I have never seen before. Some pictures have Callie with Addison, or with Mark, a couple of her and her sister. Coming across one picture I stop, I suddenly feel Callie's arms around me and I melt backwards in her embrace.

"That's my favorite one." Callie whispers into my ear softly.

"When did you…how did you even…" I trail off.

Callies POV:

Reaching around Arizona I pick up the picture in question. I was in full on panic mode earlier but after a few glasses of wine to calm my nerves I got to thinking, I love Arizona, and yes she may get upset about me talking to her parents, but if she loves me half as much as I love her she'll get over it.

The wine gave me a lot more courage than I had anticipated it would, I took out the picture of a young Arizona and her brother Tim. After having coffee, Arizona's parents had given me a picture of the two siblings. Arizona was beaming, her bright smile was almost blinding and her brother's was just as big. Barbara said it was after her first big play, she said Tim had flown in and surprised her. The tears in Daniel's eyes when looking at the picture had haunted me all evening. After some time to think it hit me, maybe this wasn't about me, or her parents, maybe it was about Tim.

I knew the basics but we had never really talked about her relationship with Tim. I didn't want to push it, losing a sibling was something I had no experience with. I didn't want to overstep any boundaries but I also wanted her to feel comfortable enough to talk to me about anything. I thought this would be a small nudge in that direction. I honestly hadn't thought it through past that point, I figured she would see it tomorrow and we would talk, maybe even visit her parents together.

"I haven't seen this in years, Tim flew in to surprise me, I was so excited he had been away training and it was his first time back in months…." Arizona had this dreamy look on her face and I was starting to think I had nailed what her reservations had been about.

"But Calliope I didn't have this picture at our house, this, this picture I haven't seen in years, it was always my dads favorite picture of us…" Realization started to dawn on her, and I watched as her brows furrowed. She pulled out of my embrace and backed away from me.

"Ok, Arizona just hear me out…" Arizona put her hand up to silence me. Shit.

"When did you see them?" Her words didn't come out as harsh as I expected but she did stare at me with an intensity that let me know her alcohol had worn off.

"Ealier today, I just, I just wanted to meet them and, and you seemed reluctant every time I brought them up. I just thought I could let them see how much I love you and, and care about you, and….Arizona it was great they, they are fantastic and they were already joking about us getting divorced. Not that we would ever get divorced, I mean, if we get married, some day…." I was rambling, and sticking my foot in mouth, and rambling again. Oh God.

I watched as Arizona walked across the room and sat on the couch, I could feel my heart in my throat. I should have known better, I am never drinking wine again, ok that's not true im probably going to drink wine or something harder this entire trip judging by Arizona's face.

Arizona's POV:

I need to process. I need time to process this all. Callie talked to my parents. She called them, had lunch…coffee…whatever, she sat down with them and talked, joked even, about me…us…Tim?

I grabbed my purse that was sitting on the floor and took out my phone, well aware of the Latina standing across the room watching my every move like I might flee the state at any moment. No messages. No missed calls. Were they going to pretend like they hadn't met Callie, did Callie ask them not to tell me?

A million things were swirling around in my head. This was definitely one way to sober a girl up. I'm extremely pissed off that Callie would do something this bold, I mean she could have discussed this with me, we could have made a plan, met them together. I guess I have been less than willing to really make anything happen any time soon, but I have been coming around to the idea. I just want to make sure Im ready…ready for what though?

I guess if im being honest I wanted to make sure I had the guts to admit it to someone other than myself. I'm completely head over heels, never looking back, jump off of a cliff in love with Calliope Torres. Which scares the shit out of me. If I admit that, out loud to my parents, that would mean it is all real.

That would mean if Callie ever left, it would ruin me. Sure I have said im all in, and I have meant it, I do mean it, but that means my heart is no longer my own. My life is no longer my own, everything I am will be at her mercy. She will have me completely, and I know what complete devastation feels like. I can't go through that pain again, losing Tim made me put up certain walls, Callie has broken through almost all of them, but there is still that one, that self protecting wall you have when you go through something that horrific.

I know I can never come back from feeling like that again. But do I really think Callie would ever hurt me? I chance a glance at her; she is as white as a ghost and looks like she hasn't taken a breath since I sat down. I can't help the chuckle that I let out, and see her relax but only briefly. I've already done it, ive let her smash her way to this last wall, and ive given her the ok to knock down that last layer. I don't know that she won't hurt me, I have no control over that, all I know is that she is worth taking the chance on.

It's not like some light went off, or the world stopped spinning, it was just a feeling, a warm and familiar sense of home. When I looked up at Callie I looked into her eyes with certainty and I could tell she had felt the shift that had just occurred. She was the one. I didn't need rose petals, or candles, or any gimmick. I want to marry her. Im not afraid she won't say yes, im not afraid it's too soon, im not afraid, she makes me not afraid. I stood up and squared my shoulders, this was it. It was a current theme of ours to just do what felt right, when it felt right. I was going to give a girl, the ring, I thought no girl would ever be worthy of. I had found the right girl. I bent down and grabbed my purse.

"Arizona, look I know you are angry but I love you, please don't leave." Callie closed the gap between us, but still kept back a few feet.

"Calliope don't, im not…." I reached inside of my purse. I felt around but I couldn't find it. Panic was setting in. I dumped everything out of my purse and then moved on to every other bag I had, even though I knew logically it couldn't be in any of them.

Callie's POV:

"What are you looking for; if I know I can I help you look for it…" Arizona was now dumping everything out of her makeup bag.

"No, no, no, this cannot be happening." Arizona was becoming more frantic and it was starting to really unnerve me. I was sure she was going to bolt when she stood up, but then it seemed like she had made some sort of decision, I was starting to think she had forgiven me.

"It's not here, what is this some sort of freaking sign?" Arizona was now yelling at the ceiling. "Um, you have to talk to me, im getting really worried here." I chanced touching her arm but she immediately jerked away from my touch.

"I need the name, and number of the chauffeur that dropped me off." What in the hell is going on?

"Arizona calm down, if you want to leave, if you need some space I mean, you can go upstairs I have 6 bedrooms. Don't leave just take some time, please." I was begging but I didn't care, there was no way I was letting her leave like this.

"Callie, give me the name and number, now!" I never in a million years thought I would let Arizona walk away from me like this, but the way she had just spoken to me made my stomach drop. If this is what she wanted, I wasn't going to stop her. I felt my heart break immediately. I couldn't even look at her, I felt the tears pooling in my eyes.

"The number of the company is by the phone, I, I don't know the name of the driver it's a company I use in New York, the drivers are usually never the same. You kept calling him something, I don't, I can't remember right now." I left the room I was not giving her the satisfaction of seeing me cry.

Making my way upstairs I caught the tail end of Arizona's conversation, apparently this was it.

"No, I don't know his name! I just need who ever was sent for an Arizona Robbins by way of Callie Torres! You know what; just send me any freaking driver, I need to leave immediately!"

Thirty minutes later I heard the front door slam, that is when I finally let go, and the sobs racked my body. How had this gone so unbelievably wrong?