Disclaimer: This is AU. I do not own any of the characters from Grey's Anatomy. I just manipulate them to my will. Also, any line or phrase or setting that seems remotely familiar from any other show, movie or book, also not mine.

AN: Alright, let's see how the girls are doing as they prepare for their big day. Its getting close! Yay! Enjoy!

Chapter 26

Callie's POV:

It's the day before my wedding… our wedding… and Arizona and I are sleeping in our large and very warm bed. I only have one surgery today and then I am off for 16 days straight. Because my surgery isn't until 9 am, I'm sleeping in. Curled around the body of my beautiful fiancé, soon to be wife my nose is buried into her blonde tresses and right up against the crook of her neck, so each breath I take in, its 100% Arizona. My mind is starting to push me forward into consciousness but it feels so good here, so I fight it. There is a faint noise drifting up through the floorboards from the first floor. Moments later, a tall red head unceremoniously barges into our bedroom, the sound of the door hitting the stopper makes Arizona jump in my arms.

"Cover anything you don't want me to see." Addison calls out as she moves into my walk in closet.

"Ughhh… god…" Arizona groans out. I seem to have been rubbing off on her. She no longer wakes up before the sun every morning, and is quite cranky when you disturb her sleep. "What's bridezilla doing here?" She asks, rolling over and burying her face into my chest, trying to block out the peeking sunlight and loud intruder.

"Up. Up, up, up." Addison chirps from the closet as she tries to pick out an outfit for me.

"Fuck off." Arizona grumbles into my skin.

"Babe…" I warn her, then turn to my maid of honor. "What time is it?"

"Time for you to get up. Come on, you got surgery in just over an hour. Then lots of stuff to get done today." The red head barks, in full maid of honor mode, as she crosses the room to the bathroom. As she passes our bed, she throws the outfit onto the foot of the bed, then tosses the shoes at the covered body wrapped around me.

"You have to let her go." She says sharply to the blonde giving her the evil eye. Arizona growls, making me laugh, but finally disentangles us and lets me get up. "What the hell does your mother do to that coffee? I think it be used as wood varnish." Addison chirps away as she is busily moving around our bedroom, packing my overnight bag. "Alright, I'll be down stairs. You got…" She checks her watch. "10 minutes." Then she leaves.

"What the hell just happened?" Arizona grumbles, her hair all a stray and sleep still fogging her eyes. I quickly change and pull the blonde downstairs behind me. We enter the kitchen and see Arizona's mother going over the checklist one more time with Addison. I watch as my fiancé stumbles through the kitchen to the coffee pot and pour out two large mugs, adding extra milk and sugar to mine knowing her mother was the one who made this pot and I can't take the strength of it. Arizona and I sit at the breakfast bar as we listen to our duties to get done today and I can't keep the smile off my face as I see Arizona's eyes glaze over. …she can't wait to get the wedding over with.

"Alright, we have to go Cal, say good bye to your woman." Addison barks at me as she heads for the front door. All four of us head outside and stand on the porch, Arizona still in one of my old med school t-shirts and a pair of her short, thin shorts. It's a brisk spring morning, and the sun is making itself fully known.

"Why can't I see you until the wedding, again?" Arizona asks, turning to face me.

"Tradition." I say with a smile.

"What part of this wedding is traditional?" She asks, making all four of us women chuckle. "I get that I'm not suppose to see you, but you don't have to stay with Red. We have plenty of room in the house. I could even stay in the den so we would be on separate floors."

"Because you can't be trusted to not sneak up into her bedroom and ravage her before the wedding takes place." Addison says sarcastically.

"One… my mother is right here so easy, Adds. And two…" She places a light kiss on my lips and say softly "…wouldn't be anything we haven't done before." The sexy, suggestive wink she gives me immediately makes my center ache. While we did end up having some fun time that night in the hotel, we have restrained ourselves since, trying to build up a little anticipation for tomorrow night. For us, five days is a drought. Her mother clears her throat, a blush very similar to the one Arizona often wears running across her cheeks.

"Ok, love birds wrap it up." The red head says as she slips into her car. I wrap my hands into her golden hair and we share a passionate kiss. One that makes my mind go blank and my whole body tingle. When we part both of us are breathing hard.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" I ask, looking straight into those blue eyes that make me melt every time.

"I'll be the one in white, waiting for you." She says with a wink.

"We're getting married." I whisper, unable to keep the smile from my face. Arizona's fingers trace over the flesh of my cheeks as her dimples pop.

"We're getting married." She echoes my words, her voice full of love and devotion. One more quick kiss and I walk to the waiting car, giving her a wave before slipping into the passengers side and speeding off down the gravel drive.

The next few hours pass quickly. Getting to the hospital later than my usual shift, I quickly change into my navy scrubs, make a round of my patients, then head down to the surgical floor. I only have one surgery today that couldn't be bumped, so once I close up this patient, I am on vacation. Tomorrow for the wedding, and then the next two weeks for Arizona and my very long, very relaxing, very luxurious honeymoon. …god, I can't wait.

"If it isn't the bride to be." A voice from behind me calls. Bailey stands next to me, studying the OR board. We just so happen to be operating on the same patient, so I know I will have someone to talk to so these nerves that have been eating at me don't totally consume me. "Ready?" She asks, turning to me. I don't know if she means am I ready for the surgery, or ready for the wedding, but the answer to both is the same.

"Born ready." I say with a confident smile. We scrub in and open up the patient. The hospital got a fresh batch of interns about a month ago so I am still working through my first rotation of new meat and spend a lot of the time explaining what I am doing to the lucky interns who scored a spot in this surgery. But I am able to chat occasionally with the shorter General Surgeon genius. She may not know it, but Bailey is a big reason why Arizona and I made it this far. The first few days and weeks of our relationship, that time when all I thought I was to the blonde was the girl of the week, Bailey was the one who slapped me upside the head. She was the one to clean me up after multiple nights of too much tequila consumption and she was the one who told me the hard truth, even when I didn't want to hear it. She says she hates getting into the personal lives of her co-workers, but she did with me and its one of the reasons I am marrying the love of my life tomorrow.

"You're bringing a date, right?" I ask, trying to start some small talk. She just gives me the Bailey glare, telling me to mind my own business but for some reason I'm immuned to its power. "On your RSVP card, you said plus one… I was just wondering if I knew him. That's all." I say playfully. The anesthesiologist in our OR clears his throat. I glance at him and see him eyeing the surgeon, and then I look back at Bailey who is trying to remain composed.

"You and the gas man?" I exclaim. I've seen the tall, dark man outside the OR, without his mask and he is definitely a good looking guy. "Way to go Bailey." I give her a wink and just get another glare in return.

Trying to turn the topic of discussion away from her and her personal life, she asks "So where you two going for your honey moon?"

"We are taking a 12 day Mediterranean cruise. We board in Spain, then hit ports in Italy, Greece, and Croatia." I say with a covered smile. It's been forever since I've been out of the country. When I was younger, my father took my sister and I to Spain a couple times, but we didn't travel much outside of the country once we got there. And since high school, I've always been too wrapped up in my studies to go anywhere for an extended period of time. The only other major traveling I did was in the Peace Corps. Spent a couple months in Botswana but… I don't call that a vacation.

"Did you go with a live band, or a DJ?" She asks, trying to keep my mind off of her and the very hot man candy just a few feet from her.

"DJ. We figured there would be too great of a range in tastes of music for a band to handle." I respond which gets a furrowed brow from the woman operating across from me. "Well… Arizona's friends are all country lovers, then I like R&B, Pop, Latin Music and then we have guests like Yang who are into Heavy Rock and that techno crap. So… we got a DJ." The rest of the surgery goes smoothly …why shouldn't it? I'm a rock star. And as I scrub out, I can't help but think that the surgery is sort of like a sign that the wedding will go just as smoothly as that surgery. I step out of the scrub room with a smile on my face and immediately see a waiting red head. Finishing up the last few of my notes, I had the patient chart back over to the nurse and head back to the locker room.

We walk out into the bright spring day and feel the warmth was over us. Luckily, Arizona and I have seemed to pick the exact weekend that all four days of sun Seattle will be getting this season will occur on.

"Mrs. Robbins called me, told me she and Z got all their things done. Now its our turn. She's meeting us downtown. And then…." Addison just gives me a sly look as we slip into her car.

"What?" I ask, not liking the tone in her voice.

"Bachelorette party, oh yeah." She answers, smiling as she thinks about the night to come.

"Addison!" I exclaim. Yes, it's crossed my mind, but Arizona and I never said that we were going to have one, separate or together. …never said we weren't either.

"Don't worry… Arizona is getting one too." She says calmly.

"What? !" I nearly jump out of my seat at this new information. Me having a bachelorette party is one thing, but knowing Arizona will be out there somewhere, going wild without my supervision makes me alittle…anxious. I trust her, I just… don't necessarily trust Arizona plus alcohol plus bad influences from her best friend plus possible other drunk women.

"Teddy is taking Arizona out tonight. And I'm taking you. We've already invited everyone we thought you would want to join you. So… we are going to take care of what needs to get done this afternoon, drop Momma Robbins back off at the ranch, then you and I are hitting the town to say good bye to your single life." The red head says, leaving little room to argue.

"No strippers." I say, meaning for both myself and the blonde who I'm not allowed to see until I walk down that aisle.

"I can't promise that." She says with a smile. Rolling my eyes, I look out the front window and watch the bustling city of Seattle fly by me. Just over 24 hours from now, and Arizona and I will be wife and wife.

…we just need to make it through tonight.

AN2: Uh oh… two bachelorette parties? What kind of trouble will the girls be getting into on the night before their wedding?