AN: I am so deeply, deeply, deeply sorry (see what I did there?) for having left you hanging for over a week now. There's really no way to excuse the my absence. I've had quite the week and then I've dealt with this writer's block, grrr. Hopefully it has passed now. Let's see how things will unfold for our two lovely ladies. Everyone likes fluff and smut, right? ;-)

AN/2: Just wanted to send a thought to our beloved Lexie Grey. May she rest upon the prettiest cloud next to her sweet mom!

Arizona's POV

The week-end had gone by so quickly, Arizona couldn't believe how the date in her calendar marked Monday already. As she flipped through the little book, her nose was greeted by the warm smell of brewing coffee…I love you, mom…and she closed her eyes for a brief moment to really enjoy the way her nostrils and mind was being caressed. Once again opening her eyes, Arizona tidied up her desk. She had been full of this surge of love over the week-end, some kind of greatness had engraved itself in her heart to forever stay there. That greatness being Callie and her mom getting along so very well. After the awkward introducing Friday night they'd all quickly let it slip and just carried on with the meeting between a new girlfriend and the mom, and the whole getting to know one another. Callie's face had stayed adorably dark pink for the first hour or so and her additions to the conversation had been rather light, but she'd regained her ability to talk without choking or blushing after they'd lounged themselves into the couches, when Arizona had coaxed her body to relax in her embrace as Barbara had made herself comfortable in the other couch.

Arizona smiled to herself as she headed towards the smell of coffee, thinking about Callie's first introduction with the awkward line and desire to shake hands but couldn't. That may actually have been the most embarrassing moment when it came to introducing a girlfriend for her parents, Arizona had ever experienced. But at the same time, it had also been the most remarkable and hilarious introducing. Something she knew her mom definitely had enjoyed to witness.

"Mom, you're a saint!" Arizona exclaimed as she rounded the kitchen counter to grab the filled mug.

"I won't argue you on that, honey. Not even the day before your birthday," Barbara chuckled lightly as she sipped her coffee while situating herself in a chair at the dinner table. "Speaking of tomorrow. What are your plans?"

Arizona followed her mom and placed herself in the chair in front of Barbara, as she too sipped her coffee. The warm liquid ran down her throat, making Arizona's whole body relax but at the same time explode. She really hadn't planned anything, she hadn't even thought about it until her mom had turned up and blurted it out, making Callie uncomfortable. It wasn't like she hated her birthday, she really didn't. But it was just that being the center of attention as herself; as the happy, in love, childlike 28 years old…soon to be 29, oh god…woman that she was, wasn't something she was used to. She didn't know how to react. Being the center of attention as the writer Arizona Robbins, that's a whole other story. It's like her job, it's just something that she has to do and be comfortable with. Otherwise she should have stayed with the desire to be the florist girl, she'd dreamt about her whole childhood. But destiny didn't agree with that dream and all of a sudden she was in the middle of her fate. A fate containing a lot of writing and expressing, being the center of attention and a public face. She loved it. Arizona really couldn't think of anything she wanted to be more than what she already was. The road had been harsh at times but the outcome had been proven to be all worth it. After all she was here now; one day away from her 29th birthday, and about to move in with the world's most beautiful and amazing woman. She didn't complain at all. She just didn't know what to make out of tomorrow. She had no expectations; the only thing she really needed was for Callie to be with her…if the hospital would let her. That wasn't too much to ask was it? She hadn't seen Callie since yesterday afternoon and she really missed her. It had helped that her mom had been with her; they'd been chatting and catching up about Arizona's San Francisco work…slash love…trip and Barbara and Daniel's cruise. But the real topic had been Callie, which both had Arizona's heart flutter but at the same time aching because she really, really missed her. She just had to suck it up…Jeez, it's only been 24 hours. Get yourself together!

"Hello? Arizona? Earth to Arizona!" Barbara waved a hand before her daughter's clearly distracted eyes.

"Oh, yes. Sorry," Arizona shook her head, cleared her throat and took a big gulp of the now lukewarm coffee. "My mind kinda drifted off for a moment," she smiled as her dimples appeared along with a brief blush.

"Yeah, I could tell. She's really gotten into you, hasn't she?"

"I was not thinking-" Arizona was cut off by Barbara's raised eyebrow and three small nods. "Yeah, okay. Maybe I was. And yes. She really has, I guess. No, I know. She's amazing, mom. Like really," she couldn't help the big smile plastered to her mouth as she kept on picturing Callie in her head. Arizona wanted everyone in the world to know that she was with Callie. That this amazing, talented and heart-warm woman had chosen to be with her and furthermore move in with her. "And you know what, mom? She's moving in. Like for reals! I can't think of anything that has ever had me feel like this before. It's terrifying but in the insanely good way," Arizona beamed as she circled the lip of the mug.

"Arizona Robbins! One would think that an experienced writer as yourself, would use proper words and not children's slang such as 'for reals', I know you write children's books too, but still…" Barbara's voice very serious as it met her daughter's ears only to sink into a hearty tone. "But I am so happy for you, honey. It is so fantastic. And it is very clear to me that you love her in a way your father and I haven't seen you love before, and that she loves you too. That makes me, and your father, very, very happy."

Arizona didn't know what to say, all she mastered to do was let one of her characteristic smiles fly, which clearly was enough for the older Robbins woman who rose from her chair. Placing a kiss on Arizona's blushing cheek, Barbara went for another cup of coffee.

"But you still haven't answered my question, Zooney. Does you have anything planned or can I be the good mother I'd like to think I am, and invite my daughter and her girlfriend out for dinner?"

"Okay, first…" Arizona spun around on the chair so her front was pressed against the chair. "You've got to stop with the nicknaming! Please? And don't make Callie hear it!" her finger pointed straight at the amused woman behind the kitchen counter. "And second, you ARE a good mother, you're the best mother. Especially if you're taking us out for dinner and paying," Arizona smirked, finishing the rest of her nearly cool coffee with a shake of her head to clear the now unpleasant taste.

"Of course, Arizona," Barbara flashed her teeth before she collected the dirty dishes in the sink.

"Mom, we have a dishwasher, you know."

"Aww, look at you. You already say it as if Callie already lived here," Barbara smiled enamored by her daughter's slip of the tongue.

Arizona grinned because she had been very aware of her tongue slip, it just sounded so good. The word; we…We!…It just sounded perfect; perfect because it was them. The 'we' contained them; Callie and Arizona. And to Arizona that was pretty much how perfection both looked and sounded like. She couldn't wait to get all of Callie's things situated…or maybe just some of them, the woman had this freakishly amount of stuff…in her apartment. She couldn't wait to call it their apartment, or to go out and buy new furniture or kitchen remedies or even just hand soap. Everything. She could not wait for them to do everything together. Things like changing the sheets and emptying the dishwasher, folding their washed clothes and vacuuming their floors, even scrubbing the bathroom tiles and going out for milk in the rush hour for their afternoon coffee. Arizona couldn't wait for any of it. It was like she had waited all of her life to do all of these things, sure she'd done them before but not with this pleasure. Not with this big urge to do them; because she was about to do them with and for the person she loved the most. Arizona thought about it and quickly let both her mind and heart know that tomorrow…her birthday…would be the best birthday she'd ever had in her entire life. Not because she was in love, not because she was a famous writer, not because she had her mom around her, not because the weather forecast had promised a ray of sunshine. But because she was loved and not just by anyone. She was loved by the woman she herself was so head over heels in love with. It was the best feeling one could ever experienced, Arizona knew that. The feeling of being loved and being loved more than life itself. And that was exactly how Arizona felt her life had become. It was all these palpitations, all the constantly evoking of love and gratitude.

"My birthday's gonna be the best birthday anyone has ever had!" Arizona stated as she rose from her chair.

"Oh, is that so, honey?" Barbara teased whilst placing a now clean plate in the washing stand.

"Yup!" Arizona beamed and called over her shoulder as she headed towards her bedroom…their bedroom.

"Say hi to Callie for me!" Arizona giggled at her mother's accurate assumption.

"I miss you!"

"Stop sounding like a baby."

"Aww, but I do."

"Yeah, all your texts are true indications of that fact," Callie mocked.

"I'm sorry I'm being so annoying," Arizona said while her voice went soft. "No, you know what? I'm not!"

"You're not, huh?"

"No, because I'm allowed to miss you," she giggled.

"You are!" Callie's voiced enamored by her girlfriend's cuteness. "You wanna hear a secret?"

"ALWAYS!" Arizona turned in the bed so that she looked at the ceiling, a big, excited smile on her face. Arizona loved secrets, in particular Callie's secrets.

"I thought so," Callie laughed before her voice dipped and went curiously low. "While I was laying in the on-call room last night…"

Arizona swallowed hard, knowing exactly where this was going. "Mmhmm."

"It was like I wasn't alone. I thought about you. All the time. I thought about you. And I couldn't stop. I thought about you and San Francisco and how many times you had me…coming. How many times you screamed my name and how many times you-"

Arizona felt herself being so engrossed in the conversation and her body's response to everything Callie told her. If it hasn't been for her mom standing in the kitchen, doing the stupid dishes, she wouldn't have hesitated to play along with her clearly turned on girlfriend…God, did she want to just rip off her clothes.

"And you know what I did?" Callie's voice dipped even lower laced with that specific throaty seduction Arizona loved so…freaking…much. "I pretended my fingers were your fingers. I felt you stroke me all the way to my heart and deep within my core, my soul. My very wet and tight opening. And you went so high, Arizona. You went so fucking deep."

Arizona was speechless. Callie talked her into a haze of two of her worlds; a beautiful, wet collision. One being the extremely hot and powerful, sexy talk, the other being her poetic world where her heart so often spoke from. It felt so truly amazing but at the same time she felt so torn. All she wanted to do was run out of her apartment, leave her mom behind, to go ravish her gorgeous and extremely horny Latina of a girlfriend. Because truth be told, she had really, REALLY longed for Callie since they'd returned from San Francisco. She loved her mom, she really did, but the whole awkward meeting had sat the sexual banter between the Latina and the blonde aback, and Arizona didn't like that. She missed Callie, she missed being close to her, she missed being intimate. She missed sex with her girlfriend, and Arizona knew that she was just being whiney because it had only been 3 days and she was very privileged to have a partner who appreciated sex as much as she did. But she couldn't help it. Her girlfriend was sex on sticks which made Arizona crumble every time. And she liked that. She was totally and completely at Calliope Torres' mercy.

"Nghmm," was all Arizona managed to let out as she squeezed her eyes shot and grabbed the sheets with her free hand.

"You went so deep, baby. And it felt so, so, so good. I had to bite my lips not to make any sounds. You. It felt. You took me above this world. To your stars, remember? Those stars."

"Stars," Arizona breathed, licking her lips. If only she could touch Callie now, if only she at least was able to see her. "More. Tell me. More."

"Oh. My whole body was flushed, my panties soaking wet. You made me like that, you always make me like that, Arizona," Callie's voice was now a whisper and Arizona could easily hear how this conversation affected her girlfriend just as much as it affected her. Arizona's hand let go of the sheets to slowly slide down her chest past her stomach only to gently run her fingers over her abdomen. She could feel her pulse hammering in her core, she could almost hear it break through her pants. This woman was going to be the death of her and she didn't mind at all. Her death would be extremely satisfying and beautiful. This was the way she'd like to go if she had to go, this could be the only way for her to ever give up upon life. Deciding that she only was human, she cupped herself to gain some sort of friction as Callie kept on talking to the horny and needy voice in her. "You're the only one making me this wet. You've got all I need. And you make me cum like nobody else. I only wanna cum for you. For you. As you pump in and out, as you make me pour love right into your hand. As you whisper and curse into my ears, and grind yourself down on me."

There it was again! The collision of sexy talk and poetry…wow!...Arizona felt like the luckiest woman alive. Bucking against her hand, she found it very hard to focus on keeping the phone to her ear. "Jeez, Callie, you're gonna kill me," she lightly panted. "I thought…I thought I missed you. Before. I was wrong," Arizona stated as she opened her eyes only to screw them up at the brightness of her bedroom. "I miss you so, so, so much now. I don't think I could ever explain it to you."

"How about you show it to me instead?" Callie suggested smugly.

"You always have all the answers," Arizona teased as the hotness slowly removed itself from their conversation to be found later. "I wasn't kidding before. You're gonna kill me, you know that right?"

"Please don't die. It'll be such a mess moving in with a dead person. And you'll stink up the place because I wouldn't be able to part with your body," she chuckled.

"Ha ha ha. I'll make sure Momma will come clean then," Arizona spit back in a sarcastic but still loving tone.

"Thank you, you're always so considerate!"

"Yes, I am. So…how about you come home and I'll show you how considerate I can be?"

"That'd be truly amazing, baby, but I can't. And beside…you're mom's there."

"I'll send her grocery shopping or pay for a single-lunch in The Space Needle, or whatever. Don't you worry about that," Arizona quickly listed off.

"You're cute when you're horny," Callie's voice was smiling. "But I can't. As much as I want to, I just can't. We're swamped here. I promise you that I'll be there for your birthday tomorrow, though."

"So…you're not coming home tonight either?" Arizona couldn't disguise the hurt in her voice's and in her heart.

"No, I'm sorry, Arizona."

"Now I hate you even more. You got yourself off yesterday, you telling me all about it today and get me all hot after you and then you're telling me that I won't be seeing you before I'm 29. You're mean, you know that right?" Arizona pulled off her best pouting voice but all that got her was a hearty laughter from her girlfriend on the other line.

"Oh my god, Arizona. You're always so dramatic," Callie kept laughing. "I gotta go now. I'll see you tomorrow, I promise. You go be nice to your mom."

"I can't promise anything," Arizona deadpanned.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

"I'll think of you."

"Okay, stop that. I'm hanging up now," Arizona ordered as she sat up.

"You're so easy," Callie chuckled. "Really, I gotta go. See you, baby. Bye."

And with the click of Callie's disconnection and the soft beeping everything around her came alive again. Everything that had been put on hold before for her to have a conversation with her girlfriend…with the love of her life…now started to move or lighten up or smell or go or breathe again. Just like that. The world circled and she spun with it. A bit frustrated but still heavenly high, Arizona straightened her clothes and walked out of her bedroom and into the living room where Barbara was in the middle of dusting off the shelves above the TV station. Arizona smiled and chuckled softly as she watched her mom on her toes, trying to reach the top of the bookshelves.

"Don't just stand there, help me instead," Barbara demanded lovingly as only a mother can. "Did you say hi to your girl from me?"

"Oh, shoot!" Arizona face palmed herself and pulled her phone out of her pocket once again, pressing speed-dial 1. "You've reached Dr. Callie Torres, please leave a message," the voicemail version of her girlfriend's beautiful voice asked.

"Hey Babe, I just forgot to tell you that Momma said hi," Arizona giggled. "I love you." And with that Arizona hung up, a big smiled adorned to her already glowing face.

"You forgot to tell her? What did you talk about for so long then?" Barbara raised a curious eyebrow at her daughter but quickly wished she didn't have. "Don't answer that. Just help me with the shelf, please."

"Of course," Arizona grinned.

Okay, so I hoped it lived up to your expectations. Again, sorry for the delay. I'll try to keep it up. We've got Arizona's birthday to celebrate and I'm really looking forward to show it from Callie's POV. I've got something I can't wait to write :-)

Do what you know I'll appreciate. And have a great week-end!