AN1 – I received a complaint about the Spanish from last chapter. Ok, so I know I'm not fluent in Spanish, and I apologize if it was a horrible chapter. I needed a filler chapter to help ease Callie out of the hospital. And also to send her parents back to Miami. Knowing how fluent her family is in Spanish on the show, I wanted to incorporate that into the last chapter but I'm sorry if it sucked. My wife was out of town, and she is definitely the fluent one, so IF I use Spanish in the future (which I highly doubt I will other than small, short phrases) I will have her proof it for me. I used Google translate.. so.. blame Google.
Also… I am seriously into this story, so It may be a few days before I post more chapters towards We Are Just The Same Part II.. but I swear that I am not abandoning it. I love that story VERY much, and I think there is still a whole lot to tell considering they have twins and a kinder kid.
I am super thrilled about the comments you guys have been leaving. The comments from you guys make me want to push the chapters out even faster, knowing that you are eager to read more. So, if I didn't completely piss you off back in chapter 24, and your still with me.. Awesome.

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CHAPTER 25 – SETTLING IN

ARIZONA'S POV

"Do you want to sit in here, or do you feel like laying down?" I ask Callie as we walk into the living room of our brand new apartment. There are boxes everywhere since I have not been able to be here in the past day and a half since Carlos and I finished the details on the lease. I didn't want to leave Callie's side to go to class, so unpacking an apartment was simply out of the question.

"Um, I think I want to sit in here. I have been laying down for two weeks." Callie says as she slowly walks over to the couch. "This place really is much nicer than it looked in the booklet. And that says a lot."

"I think so too. And you know what the best part is?" I ask.

"What?"

"That we don't have roommates.. which means…." I say as I lean over and kiss her deeply.

When we break apart I look at my girlfriend and her beautiful smile shines.

"No roommates is awesome, especially if you are going to be doing that often." Callie says with a wink.

"Oh I plan on doing that VERY often." I say before kissing her once more. "Are you hungry? We could order in. Because maybe now is a little late to tell you that I can't cook for crap." I say and Callie laughs.

"Well it's a good thing that I can. But ordering in sounds great for tonight. Anything is going to be better than hospital food. I think I lost more weight in that hospital than I do from working out weeks at a time." Callie says.

"Ok so do you want Chinese, or pizza?"

"Um, pizza sounds good. Any kind you pick is fine babe." Callie says while I reach for my cell phone. I had to get a new one after the shooting since my managed to disappear from the auditorium. Which honestly didn't surprise me.

After I order the pizza, I go to the kitchen and get us each a bottle of water and return to my girlfriend.

"Do you want to watch a movie while we wait on the pizza?" I ask.

"Actually, I was hoping we could talk." Callie says, and I look at her curiously.

"Oh. Ok. About what babe?"

"The shooting." She says, and I feel my chills run down my body. I haven't told Callie about the constant nightmares I have had since watching my girlfriend being gunned down right in front of me. I didn't want to add anymore stress to her. She has enough to deal with concerning her recovery. I already got her freakin' shot, the least I could do was spare her MY grief in the matter.

"Oh. What about the shooting?"

Callie reaches for my hand, and pulls in onto her lap. "Arizona, what happened that day was NOT your fault. You know that right? Like you really, really know that?" She asks.

"Callie, it was—" I begin, but she shakes her head and stops me.

"No Arizona. It was not your fault. You didn't make that lunatic pick up a fucking gun and go through our school on a damn rampage. You didn't make him shoot all the people he shot. This..was..not..your.. fault. And I need you to understand that babe." She says and I just continue staring down at our joined hands.

"I know what you are saying Callie. I do. But if I hadn't sent that text, then you wouldn't be recovering from a gunshot wound." I say, trying to hold the tears back that are threatening to fall.

"Look at me Arizona." Callie says, lifting my chin with her hand. Making me look her right in the eyes.

"You sent that text. It happened. And because you sent it, the cops were able to find him. I might have taken a bullet to protect you, but YOU made it possible for him to be found. Who knows how many more classrooms he would have went to after ours had you not let the cops know."

"Why did you do it?" I ask her seriously.

"Why did I stop him from shooting my girlfriend?" Callie asks as if it is a ridiculous question.

"Yes. Why would you risk your life for someone like that?"

"I didn't risk my life for SOMEONE Arizona. I risked my life to protect the woman that I love. I risked my life because if you weren't in this world, then I wouldn't have any kind of life left. Life without you? That would be a life not worth living. And I would never have been able to live with myself if I had stood there and watched that man shoot you. THAT is why I risked my life. And honestly… I would do the same exact thing all over again and I wouldn't think twice about it then either." She says.

I feel my tears running down my cheeks. Unable to hold them back any longer. But I see Callie has tears now also.

"I was so scared that you weren't going to make it. That I finally found this amazing woman, someone that I could easily see spending my life with..and then just like that, you were being ripped away from me. I felt helpless. Never in my life have I felt that helpless. Every time I close my eyes, I see it over and over. I see you in that pool of your own blood, and that I could do NOTHING to help you." I say through my cries.

"Arizona. I know it was scary for you. It was pretty scary for me too. But I'm here. I'm alive. And I am not going anywhere. We have a shot at a beautiful life together. One that I very much plan on participating in. I couldn't give up that easily. Look… give me your hand." Callie says grabbing my free hand, and lifting it up against her chest. "Do you feel that?" I am able to feel her heart beating, and I lock eyes with her once more shaking my head 'yes'.

"My heart is beating because of you. Because of the love I have for you. I fought to stay alive… for you. Your voice was what kept pulling me back. Away from letting myself go. I wanted to get back to you, and I did. Because I love you so damn much. Even a psychopath with an assault rifle wasn't going to keep me from loving you. And nothing ever will." She says.

I don't get a chance to respond to that because Callie leans over, placing her hand around the back of my head and pulling me into a soft, and slow kiss. My hands move up to her face and I cup her cheeks in my hands. We both are pouring our heart, souls and undying devotion to each other into our kiss. And if we weren't already connected on this intensely deep level, then we definitely are now.

Our kiss continues for several minutes. Nobody making any effort to stop it. Not letting it progress into more either. Simply enjoying the way our lips feel against the other's. The bond that Callie and I have is something that is unbreakable. I feel that it's safe to say that without doubt now. Our love will guide us through anything that life puts in our way. And I am perfectly happy with that.

The sound of the doorbell finally causes us to part, and I stand to grab my wallet. After I pay for the pizza, I go back into the living room and Callie and I eat. She literally inhales it and I laugh because she sure wasn't kidding about how hungry she was.

"Oh my god, I feel like I'm going to be sick from stuffing my face like that." Caliie says, leaning back and resting her head against the couch cushions.

"I had no idea that it would even be possible for two women our size, to eat an entire large pizza. I am going to have to hit the gym very soon unless you want me a plump girlfriend." I say to Callie. Staring at the empty pizza box I just shake my head at the damage we did to it.

"Can you close that box? I don't want to keep realizing what we just did." Callie says before we both start laughing. But when we were in the middle of our giggle fest, I notice Callie hold her hand against her chest and her forehead wrinkle.

"Are you alright Calliope? What's wrong?" I ask full of concern.

"I'm ok, it's just pretty sore still. And if I laugh too much, it irritates it I guess." She says.

"Let me go get your medicine, and then we can go to the bedroom and change for bed. We can finish this movie in there. Ok?" I ask.

"Ok babe."

Walking into the dining room where we had sat our purses, I reach inside me and pull out Callie's pain medicine and her antibiotic. Shaking the correct amount into my hand, I walk back into the living room and hand them to her. I know that she is hurting, because she doesn't even attempt to argue with me about taking the pain meds. In the hospital she hated to take them, saying they made her feel seriously drugged. But right now, she swallowed it like it was a freaking multi-vitamin.

"That should help. But let's get you settled into bed before that medicine kicks in. I'm pretty fit, but I don't think I can carry you to bed." I play. Pulling her up to her feet by her hand, I lead us into the bedroom. More boxes are stacked around the room, and I grab the one labeled "Callie's clothes". Finally finding a t-shirt and some sweats, I go over to help her change.

"I seriously hate this sling. You have no idea how badly I want to just extend my arm." Callie says in annoyance while I help her gently sip the sling off to change.

"I know babe, but the more you move it around, the more damage that can be caused. And we need that arm back to 100% for some VERY important things." I say with a smirk.

"Oh, like becoming a surgeon. Yeah, that is pretty important." She plays back, knowing I'm referring to other things.

"Yeah, being a surgeon is important. But being able to fuck your girlfriend and keep her satisfied is up there too." I say and once her shirt is over her body I replace the sling. Smacking her on the butt I walk towards the restroom.

"Why are you changing in there?" She asks me.

"Because I don't trust you to not try and take advantage of me. You're worse than a horny teenage boy Calliope Torres." I say from inside the restroom. The door is open, but I am out of her line of vision.

"Very funny!" she yells.

Once I am changed, I walk back into our bedroom and stop while crossing my arms over my chest and look at her with a serious expression. "Tell me I'm wrong."

Callie just stares back intently. Refusing to admit that I am right and she is in fact VERY wrong. A few seconds of us giving each the evil eye, she finally caves.

"Ok! Fine! You're right. But can you blame me? It's not my fault that you have to look that damn good all the time." She says, and I walk over wrapping my arms around her waist.

"That's true… I do look pretty hot at all times."

We both laugh, and I give her a small peck on the lips before releasing her and pulling back the sheets on our bed. Carlos and Rosia did get the basics covered for us, and right about now I'm very thankful that I didn't have to come home and assemble a bed before making it. I got very little rest in the hospital, and sleeping in this bed will be exactly what the doctor ordered for my back.

Once we are both laying down, I scoot over as closely to Callie's uninjured side, and rest my head against her. My arm lazily finding it's way to rest across her stomach.

"I'm really glad we are doing this… the whole living together thing." Callie says quietly.

"So am I babe. So am I."

"Goodnight Arizona. I love you." Callie says before turning off the lamp.

"Goodnight Calliope. I love you too. Very much."

It doesn't take long before I can hear Callie's light snores fill the silence of our bedroom. And I can't imagine anything better to listen to while falling asleep. Especially after being terrified of never enjoying something as simple as hearing my girlfriend snore.

I love you Calliope Torres.. More than you even think you know….