A/N - Hey guys, thanks once again for all your awesome comments! Ive been thinking, actually Ive been thinking about this over the last few chapters, about what you guys would like to see happen in the fic... So, after you finish reading this shout out your idea's either as a review or as a PM. I love feedback and Id love to write something that you guys would like to see happen! Any ideas, crazy or not...theyre all welcome :)

Thanks for continuing to read my minds crazy story! This chapters a bit longer then recent ones :) And Happy Easter! xx

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Chapter 26

The next morning, Arizona awoke to an empty bed. Blinking the sleep out of her tired eyes she looked at the clock. 9:26. She'd had a good 10 and a bit hours sleep, but needless to say, there was still plenty more to catch up on. Pushing the cover off her body, she got out of bed, stretched and made her way out of the bedroom. Making it to the kitchen she stopped in the doorway, a smile playing at her lips as she watched her girlfriend cook something at the stove. The radio was on and Callie, already changed with her hair in a ponytail, hummed quietly along to it. Taking a few more moments to enjoy her voyeuristic intentions, the blonde moved into the room.

Reaching the teacher, she slipped her arms around her hips. Lifting herself onto her tip toes she placed a kiss on the exposed neck before her.

Callie turned her head flashing a wide smile. 'Good morning beautiful.' Turning in the blondes arms she dipped her head, capturing her lips.

Arizona moaned into the kiss. 'Morning.' She lay her head on Callie's chest as they swayed slightly from side to side. 'How long have you been up?'

'Since just before 9. Thought we could both do with a nice big breakfast.'

Looking around the Latina's body, Arizona's eyes landed on an omelette simmering in the frying pan. 'Mmm, I like your thinking. I was brought food but, I was too sceptical to eat it' she confessed. 'I though maybe they'd laced it with some sort of drug.'

Callie nodded. 'I understand. I promise this is drug free though' she smiled, bumping her hips forward into the blondes. 'Go sit down, it's just about ready.'

Leaving the embrace after a quick peck on the lips, the blonde moved over to the table, sinking into one of the chairs. Callie turned, concentrating once again on the omelette. 'How you feeling this morning?'

Yawning Arizona responded, 'Ok I guess. I kind of feel like I'm living in a dream. It's like, is this real? Did this weekend really happen? It just sounds so…..crazy.' The Latina turned around and nodded. 'It's the kind of thing you read about in a fiction book or even see in a movie' the blonde continued. 'It feels so surreal actually living it.'

'I know. 24 hours ago I was sat in a dark cellar, coaxing myself to stay awake while you were sat chained up on the other side of a moving wall. You cant write this stuff…'

'Well actually' Arizona frowned, 'I may have to. People will probably be expecting me to write some sort of inside scoop on what it was like being abducted by a serial killer.'

Callie grimaced. At that moment she hated the blondes job. Arizona was right, there would be many out there, including Richard Webber who would expect the blonde to produce a front page phenomena. It could wait. She'd make sure her girlfriend wasn't pressured into reliving the last few days sooner than was necessary.

Lifting the pan from the stove she shook the omelette onto a plate. Turning she walked over to the table, placing it in front of the spaced blonde. 'Hey' she told her, 'you don't need to think about that just now. We've been back home for less that a day, we don't know all the facts yet. You've been through so much…..not just these last few days, but for the last few months.' She brought her hand up, running it soothing up and down the blonde's arm. 'You found out your old high school best friend is a murderer….that my ex girlfriend is…..well, she's….'

'A raving lunatic?' Arizona input before lifting a fork full of omelette to her mouth.

'Exactly' Callie nodded. 'If you want to do a story you'll do one, but not right now. People will respect your need for some normality for a while. There's no need for you to rush back to work. Infact, you know what, I'm forbidding you from returning.'

Swallowing the mouth full of omelette Arizona smiled back at the teacher. 'Ok, Miss Torres.'

Cocking her head slightly, Callie raised an eyebrow. 'I mean it Zona. I'm going to look after you. I'm going to make sure no one pressures you to do something you're not ready to do, or make you to somewhere you don't want to go.'

Arizona looked at the teacher thoughtfully. She saw the determination spread over Callie's face, but that wasn't all. Her dark brown eyes looked….almost pleadingly back at her. She saw worry…..she saw regret. Setting her knife and fork down she turned in her chair. Patting her knee she gave a come hither nod of her head. 'Come sit for a second…'

Doing as she was told, Callie moved forward, putting her legs either side of the blondes thighs and lowered herself so she was straddling the smaller woman. She brought her arms up to circle around her neck as Arizona brought her own hands up to cup the teachers face. 'Calliope, I want you to really listen to me here. Everything that's happened this weekend and even before this weekend, is not in anyway your fault. You, aswell as I have been victims of a terrible grudge, cooked up by some very sick human beings. We had no control over their actions. It's not your fault Candace couldn't get over you, just like it's not my fault Henry couldn't get over the feelings he had for me. There's nothing you could have done to prevent Saturday night from happening.'

'I could have declined the invitation to go to that stupid reunion.'

Arizona shook her head. 'I think it's obvious that if it hadn't happened at the reunion, it would have happened somewhere else. They'd been planning it a long time babe.' She rubbed her hand over the Latina's cheek. 'If you think about it, it could have been so much worse. I could have been down in that room for weeks…..or even months! I could have been beaten, well, a lot more than the few bumps I got going here' she smiled pointing to her head. 'If Candace had gotten her way, I would have been killed a long time ago and yet, here I am….back home with my Calliope.' Her arms linked around the Latina's waist. She squeezed her girlfriend closer into her own body. 'Henry's been killed and…..Candace is still out there but it's only a matter of time before she's found. With any luck that will be sooner rather than later and no one else is harmed. Maybe then you and I can actually have a relationship that doesn't include looking over out shoulders every 5 minutes.'

'I'd really like that' Callie smiled.

Arizona grinned back, nodding her head eagerly. 'Id reallllly like that too' she agreed.

Leaning down Callie pressed her lips firmly onto the blondes. A few moments later she felt Arizona's tongue graze along her top lip, seeking entry to which she eagerly complied. That familiar tingling sensation began to stir in her lower stomach. She'd missed this feeling so much. They'd always had a very sexually healthy relationship and these last 3 days apart had made her body yearn for this feeling to return.

Arizona's body mimicked the teachers down to the last flutter. She'd missed Callie's touch, her taste, her gentle caresses more than she could ever describe. All she could do was pour everything she was feeling into this kiss.

After a few minutes, Callie pulled back. More to catch her breath than anything else. 'You have no idea how much I hate saying this but we should stop. Officer Watson could be here at anytime.'

'I know' the blonde nodded. 'I've missed you so much though.'

Callie moved her hands to cup the blondes face. 'Me too. There's a lot to get through today. You know the guys will want to come around this afternoon but tonight…..tonight will be just about us. OK?'

Running her hands up and down Callie's toned thighs, Arizona nodded. 'I can't wait.'

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

It was almost midday when Joe Watson turned up at their front door. He entered their home looking very tired and very subdued. Like the afternoon before he was extremely apologetic for the lapse in judgement regarding one the late deputy. Though Callie and Arizona agreed he had been rather quick to jump to Henry's defence, the depth of Deputy Harris's problems had fooled every last one of them.

Offering the Officer a drink, Callie indicated for him to sit in the arm chair before she moved to the kitchen.

'I've just come back from a meeting with several Officers, aswell as a few medical professional' Joe told Arizona. 'Henry's autopsy has returned and though his COD was obvious, it's been confirmed the gunshot to the forehead was fatal. Death was instantaneous.'

The blonde nodded at him, giving herself time to contemplate her response. 'I'm not sure how I feel to be honest…'

'It's understandable Miss Robbins. He's caused you and your family so much turmoil over the last several months.'

'He's got off too easy…' Arizona continued. 'And I'm mad at him. I'm mad that he committed all these….these monstrous acts and he goes and get's shot dead. It's just…..it's not justice.'

Joe nodded. 'I completely agree with you. It's extremely unfortunate.'

Callie re-entered the room, a glass of orange juice in her hand. After handing it to Joe, she joined the blonde on the couch. Placing her hand on Arizona's knee, she gave it a comforting squeeze and listening to what Joe had to say.

'I was just telling Miss Robbins, I've come straight from a meeting. We were joined by a psychologist. After divulging her on some notes from your statement Miss Robbins, she had some interesting points.' He took a gulp of his drink before placing it on the table beside his chair. 'Have the 2 of you ever heard of Stockholm Syndrome?'

After a few moments thought, Arizona nodded. 'I've heard of it but I'm not exactly sure what it is…'

'Same here' Callie nodded.

'Right, well…..From your statement, it sounded rather like Henrys relationship was an abusive one. Would you agree?'

The blonde thought back on what Henry had told her on several occasions. He'd admitted she hit him, and usually quite often. She put him down, ordered him around. She'd seen herself how quick he was to agree with her. It seemed like it had been routine, like it had been going on for years. She looked at Joe. 'Yes, I think that assumption is correct.'

'Ok, we've pulled up past medical records for Henry. They're pretty colourful to say the least.' Picking up the file he'd brought in with him, he began leafing through pages. 'Over the last 6 or 7 years, he's been admitted to hospital quite often with a string of injuries, such as broken ribs, severe bruising, fractured cheek bones, broken wrist….that kind of thing.'

'If he was being seen with these types of injuries and quite often, why had no one pulled him on it?' Arizona questioned.

'According to the records the injuries had been put down as work related accidents. Arrests gone bad.'

'Surely his superiors would have been notified' Callie put in. 'I mean, if one of their deputies was being regularly admitted to hospital with these types of injuries, they'd have to be told.'

Joe shook his head. 'I honestly couldn't tell you Miss Torres. It was all during his time at his previous precinct. Since he came to work with us there have been no injuries inflicted upon him.'

'No, that's because he's been inflicting them upon other's' Callie spoke harshly.

Joe nodded. 'Unfortunately, yes. As I said earlier, the psychologist indicated that it seemed Henry and Candace's relationship was almost like a captor/captive type of relationship. Candace being the captor. As from your statement Miss Robbins, you said Henry had felt trapped, he did as he was told. The psychologist believes that if this is true, Candace may have stripped him of all forms of independence. It may have been a gradual process, from the very start of their relationship. So gradual, that he just went along with it. It will have started out with small things of course. Such as having the last say on things they do, places they go, that kind of thing. Then of course the commands would get bigger and bigger….'

'He was a grown man though. Why would he just go along with it?' Callie asked.

'I take it you have never been in an abusive relationship before Miss Torres?'

Callie shook her head. 'No, fortunately I haven't. But for a man to just sit back and take verbal and physical abuse from someone. He was a policeman for god sake, he should have known better.' Arizona moved her had to rest on the teacher's, hoping to calm her a little.

'Miss Torres, I know you are angry, you have every right to be, but no one can truly understand what goes on inside an abused persons head. Given time and opportunity, an abuser can completely take over your life. If you're not a confident person, if you're convinced you love someone enough to forgive them their faults, you just let things slide. The psychologist believes Henry had been living with this for so long that over the last few years, he just went along with it….probably believing he deserved everything she did to him.'

As Callie sat listening to Officer Watson, her mind drifted away. The similarities between what Candace was like with her and how her relationship with Henry had turned out were uncanny. Candace, at the age of 17 had tried to control her. She's always put it down to being Candace's first real relationship. She hadn't learned how to behave fairly within a relationship. Callie had always been a physically and mentally strong woman though. She'd had a good home life, a good group of friends and she was always very confident. Realising early on that Candace wasn't the type of woman she wanted to be associated with, she'd ended it.

Right now, she was thanking her lucky stars she had done. What would have happened if she'd stayed with Candace? Would she have ended up like Henry? A weak, pathetic shell of who she really was? It didn't bare thinking about. It somehow seemed easy for her to think that though. She'd managed to escaped Candace's possessive grip, Henry hadn't been so lucky. How different would he have been if he hadn't met the Latina? If he'd never been stripped of his independence and turned into a murderer. He'd been a good guy at some point in his life.

'You had a relationship with her, didn't you Miss Torres?' Joe asked, bringing Callie from her internal ramblings.

'Yea, well, a long time ago. It was in high school and it was very brief.'

Joe brought his hand up to his face, rubbing the heel of his palm into his tired eye socket. 'From what Miss Robbins told us, it seemed Miss Forrester hadn't been able to forget about you.'

When Callie remained silent, Arizona smiled, rubbing her had over the Latina's knee. 'Well, Calliope is a pretty unforgettable woman.' Their eyes met, blue eye's twinkling with silent messages of love.

Callie nodded before looking back at the Officer. 'I had no idea Candace had been watching me all these years. When our relationship….when I ended the relationship….' she corrected, '…as far as I was concerned that was it. She was persistent for a short while afterwards, but eventually she gave up. School ended and we went our separate ways anyway. I've never actually thought about her again….until she sauntered into the dinner hall on Friday night.'

Again Joe nodded. 'It seems you've had yourself a stalker for the best part of 10 years then Miss Torres. Referring back to the meeting this morning, it's hard to diagnose without having met her, but it seems Miss Forrester could be suffering from an illness herself. I understand it all sounds quite far fetched but the behaviour that's been exhibited by her bares a distinct likeness to the symptoms of a person with Obsessive Love Disorder.'

The girls were silent for a few moments before looking at one another. 'I realise the title sounds quite self-explanatory, but what exactly is that?' Callie asked.

'Well, we only spoke of it briefly this morning, you may want to research it yourself, online perhaps. But it's thought that the disorder can first occur during childhood. Miss Torres you knew Miss Forrester in School, do you know much about her home life?'

'It was a long time ago…' Callie started. 'I rarely saw her parents. I know they'd split when Candace was a baby. She lived with her mom who….' she looked at Arizona then back to Joe. 'Her mother drank….a lot. I think she was the kind of woman who went out most nights, bringing a different guy home each time.'

'No doubt leaving Miss Forrester alone a lot of the time' Joe interrupted. 'This is how obsessive love disorder can start. A child is dependant on their parents or care givers right? So often children will cry as a means to make contact with them. If those cries are ignored often enough, a child can withdraw into their own little fantasies, cut off from the outside world to try and calm and soothe themselves.'

'Oh come on' Callie sighed loudly. 'Are you telling me, because Candace was possibly ignored as a child, she grew up to be a raving lunatic? Don't be ridiculous.'

'Callie…' Arizona started, feeling they should listen to what Joe had to say. 'I know it's our prerogative to hate Candace right now, she kidnapped me for crying out loud, but this kind of makes sense. I've heard about this sort of thing before' she continued, looking to Joe. 'When I was locked in that room and she was talking to me, I know she had a problem.'

Callie laughed slightly. 'Ofcourse she had a problem, she's murdered several innocent people and kidnapped you with god knows what intentions.' She looked back at Joe. 'I won't sit here and listen to you try to justify her actions by telling me she has a problem she can't control.'

Joe realised this may be a good time to leave. The teacher was getting more and more worked up with every bit of information he passed on. 'I'm not trying to justify her actions Miss Torres, I'm merely trying to look at her reasons behind the actions. People aren't born killers.'

Callie shook her head. Right now she didn't really care what caused Candace to turn crazy, all she wanted was for her to be caught and this nightmare to be over for good. If Candace's face happened to meet up with Callie's fist aswell then so be it.

'I think I'll leave it there for today. I understand this is an open wound for you right now. I just want to keep you updated as much as possible.'

'Thanks Officer Watson, we appreciate it' Arizona replied, shifting her eyes briefly at Callie.

As Joe and Arizona stood up, Callie sighed, getting to her own feet. 'Look, I'm sorry to be so abrupt with you…' she said, coming up in front of the Officer. 'It's just….it's been a stressful few days. Finding out the truth behind the events of the last few months….it just hasn't quite sunk in yet and I'm just trying to control the anger I'm feeling towards Candace and Henry.'

Giving a sympathetic smile, Joe extended his hand to the Latina. 'Its completely understandable Miss Torres, there's no need for apologies.'

She grasped the offered hand, smiling at his understanding. 'I'd be grateful if you'd keep us up to date.'

'Ofcourse Miss Torres.' Dropping his hand he moved to the door. 'Miss Robbins, take care of yourself.'

The blonde nodded, 'Thanks, we'll be taking care of each other.'

'I'm glad you have one another at a time like this. Your friends are clearly reliable too. Never the less my men will be stationed outside until Miss Forrester is located.'

'Thank you Officer Watson.'

Tipping the rim of his hat, Joe opened and closed the door behind him.

'Too much?' Callie asked, looking to the approaching blonde.

Shaking her head Arizona snaked her arms around the Latina's waist. 'Not at all. Like he said, this is all still so fresh. We're allowed to be angry, no….we need to be angry!' Reaching up she captured the teachers lips.

Callie threaded her fingers through blonde locks, pulling Arizona closer. After a couple of minutes, they separated. 'How about we head into town…' the teacher started. 'I want to make you dinner tonight but there's not much in.'

'Sounds good. Should I ring the guys, let them know we're heading out for an hour or so?'

'Probably a good idea. You know they're bound to show up while we're out. Then start panicking when we don't answer.'

Callie moved towards the kitchen. As she got to the door she stopped, turning back to the blonde who it seemed was lost in deep thought. ''Zona?' The reporter looked up, her face etched with worry. 'What's wrong?' Callie continued, moving back into the room.

Looking at the front door, then back at her girlfriend, Arizona opened her mouth. 'I guess…..I guess I'm just a little anxious. I mean, my face…..our faces have been all over the news for the last few days. Do you think we're going to be hounded by people?'

It would be a lie for Callie to say this thought hadn't been plaguing her this morning. It was bound to happen. She'd seen it happen to other's countless times. Arizona and herself we're in the middle of this huge story right now, seriously, it was everywhere! Everyone knew them. When Arizona's article came out over 7 months ago, they'd been followed for a while. Tabloid reporters eager to follow up on the story between 2 lovers that had gripped the nation.

This was slightly different though. It wasn't a fairytale of love and forgiveness. It was a nightmare story, filled with murder, upset and fear. People had been following this story for months. It was almost like she and Arizona had become part of peoples lives. They were famous, albeit not in a way most would strive to be. It seemed clear that it was something they'd need to get used to. 'I think you of all people know what the press is like….' Callie started. 'They're going to want statements, they're going to want to know everything that happened to you.' Running her hands up and down the blonde's arms she smiled. 'It's going to have to happen at some point, but for now we'll just have to try keep our heads down.'

'Wear hat's and glasses?' Arizona replied.

'That could work' the teacher laughed. 'If we are spotted, just be short. Tell them it'll all come out eventually but for now they should respect your privacy.' Arizona raised an eyebrow. 'It's worth a shot' Callie finished, bumping her hip into the blondes.

Sucking in a deep breath, Arizona gave Callie a quick kiss. 'Come on then, sooner we go out, the sooner we'll be back.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Later that evening, Arizona was sitting alone at the dining room table. Callie was in the kitchen putting the finishing touches to their dinner, leaving the blonde to sit with a glass of win and her thoughts.

The trip into town had certainly been eventful to say the least. Within seconds of them walking into the supermarket, a woman's gasp and excited ramblings at seeing both Callie and Arizona out doing shopping had sprouted the attention of passers by. Soon every corner they turned, every aisle they walked down, shoppers stopped and stared at them. Some came offering words of support, asking to take their picture and some even asking for an autograph.

Still modelling a decent size bruise on her left cheek, Arizona had been slightly reluctant at first. Part of her understood their excitement. She was someone they could admire….someone who hadn't allowed the bad guys to win. Shoppers revealed how much they admired her bravery at coming out again, for not being forced to stay in hiding.

Though Arizona was very much the woman everyone wanted to talk to, Callie was not left out of anything. She stood firmly at the blondes side the whole time, almost like a bodyguard.

What was meant to be a quick trip to the supermarket had turned into nearly 2 hours of meeting many, many….many avid fans. When they'd finally made it home, they'd collapsed on the couch, exhausted from their excursion. They didn't have long to relax however as Mark had turned up within 20 minutes. Teddy and Aria had arrived not long after. Cristina arrived last, bringing with her many presents and cards from her co-workers at Daily Chance. The whole floor had written heartfelt warm wishes to the blonde and Latina, hoping the former felt strong enough to come back to work ASAP.

She had to admit, she really missed being there. She missed the routine, the atmosphere and more importantly the writing. The last time she'd been in was the day of her attack in the bedroom, nearly 2 weeks ago. Needless to say once she was completely back on her feet again, when she was in the right frame of mind, she'd have A LOT to write about.

Cristina had half joked that the blonde could write her own book. After everything she'd been though it would make a fascinating read. The writer in her had thought it wouldn't be such a bad idea to entertain at some point in the future.

The afternoon with their friends had made Arizona feel very much at ease. She'd forgotten how good it felt to have her friends and family around her. Those 3 days in solitary confinement had really gotten to her. She'd preyed nothing like that ever happened again.

By 6pm, Callie had politely escorted their friends from the house. She had a relaxing evening planned for her girlfriend and their friends we're not featured.

Taking a small mouthful of her wine, Arizona watched as Callie came into the room, hands grasping 2 generously filled plates. The blondes eye's widened at the amount of food covering her plate.

Callie laughed at her girlfriends expression. 'I figured 3 days with very little food you'd be pretty ravenous.'

Nodding Arizona let out a small chuckle. 'It looks wonderful Calliope, thank you.'

Setting her own plate down, the teacher made herself comfortable opposite the blonde. She picked up her glass of wine, lifting it in front of her. 'I'd like to say a few words before we tuck into our food.' She watched as Arizona followed her lead, lifting her own glass between them. 'There are no words that could ever express how deliriously happy and relieved I am to have you back 'Zona. I don't think I need to say it but the last 3 days have been the worst days of my entire life. When you we're taken….' She looked down at the table momentarily to compose herself. 'While you we're missing, I was so broken….so, dead inside. I had so many scenario's of what was happening to you. Non of that compares to what you went through though. I can't help but feel like it's all my fault….'

'Calliope, we've been over…'

'No, please Arizona, let me finish. I made a promise to you that I wouldn't let anything happen to you again after the attack here on our home. It didn't take long for that promise to be broken.' She stopped, taking a deep breath. 'I realise now that it was stupid of me to make that promise to you. No matter how much I want to protect you, or how much I wish I could be with you all the time, I know now that it's almost impossible for me to do that. If we hadn't gone to that stupid reunion…'

'Calliope…' the blonde repeated, this time for firmly as she set her glass down. 'Please Calliope, I've told you several times now, there is absolutely nothing you could have done to prevent what happened. If it hadn't have been at the reunion it would have happened somewhere else. I know how much you want to protect me because I want to do the exact same for you. You have to understand though, this is not your fault. This isn't my fault. It's the doings of 2 very sick people and you know what, Henrys already gotten what he deserves. It's only a matter of time before the same happens to Candace.' She slid her hand over the Latina's free hand. 'And when that happens, our lives, our relationship is going to change dramatically….all for the better. No more worrying, no more upset. It's going to be just you and me, crazy in love.'

Callie's eye's glistened as she looked back at the blonde. Rubbing her thumb over Arizona's hand she nodded. 'I like the sound of that.'

'Me too' Arizona responded. 'Now if you don't mind, I don't want to even think about the last 3 days for the rest of the night. I want tonight to be about us….I want this to be our night.' Lifting their entwined hands, Arizona brought them to her lips, placing a soft kiss on the Latina's knuckles.

'I'll drink to that.'

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

As Arizona stood at the foot of the bed, her back to the door, Callie came up behind her, placing her hands on the blondes hips as her lips trailed tender kisses on a milky exposed bit of neck. As the Latina's hands travelled up her sides, the blonde felt her top rise with them. Lifting her arms, she assisted Callie in wriggling her body free from the needless garment.

As she threw the top to the floor, Callie's mouth reattached itself to the blonde's neck and shoulder. Her hands cupped bra clad breasts, kneading them together as she pulled Arizona closer to her own body. After a few more moments caressing, her hands moved lower until they fumbled with the button of the blondes jeans. As the pants we're opened, she began pushing them down slender legs, her lips working their way lower as she went.

When Arizona was standing before her in only her underwear, Callie softly tugged at the blondes shoulder, indicating for her to turn. Once they were facing one another, their lips met in a soft yet hungry embrace. It wasn't long before Arizona made easy work of the Latina's clothes, including her won bra and knickers. They shuffled up the bed, Callie laying her body atop the blondes.

As their eyes connected, the Latina lowered her nose, nudging it into Arizona's. 'Are you sure you're ready to…'

Before she could finish her sentence, the blonde raised her lips, planting them softly on the one's above. 'I've never been more sure of anything Calliope. I want this….I need you to love me.'

The need Callie saw in the blonde's darkening blue eye's was all the encouragement she really needed. Leaning down she captured her lips, her tongue seeking entrance into Arizona's mouth which was readily welcomed.

The blonde snaked her hands around Callie's lower back, pushing her body impossibly deeper into the Latina's. Hips began bucking slowly together as Callie shifted herself so her right leg pressed in-between milky thighs.

Dipping her head, her lips latched on to the blondes neck, sucking teasingly on every bit of skin before her. Her journey continued further south until she took an erect nipple into her mouth. She grinned as Arizona let out a deep throaty moan and pushed herself up into the Latina's mouth. Slender fingers tangled through raven locks, locking the teacher's head to her chest. Never breaking contact with the blonde's nipple, Callie stopped moving for a moment and look up into piercing blue eyes. She could see unshed tears welling up causing her breath to catch in her throat.

Removing her mouth from the blonde's chest, she moved until her face hovered above her girlfriends. It had been such a traumatic few days, they both desperately needed to feel this release. To feel completely connected with each other, emotionally and physically. Bringing her right hand to the blondes face, she smiled, running her thumb across open lips. 'I love you…' she whispered.

'I love you too' Arizona replied softly. Their lips met once again as their lower bodies began to move against one another.

Callie could feel her own arousal soaking the thigh between her own, just as she could feel her girlfriends smeared across her own. She moaned into Arizona mouth as a familiar tingling sensation began spreading through her body. Her hand began to move slowly down Arizona's body, lifting her hips briefly as her fingers made their way between the blonde's legs.

Arizona's legs spread further apart as she anticipated Callie's caresses. Pulling back from their kiss, Callie looked deeply into Arizona's eyes as her fingers danced lightly through her wetness. It almost felt like it was the first time. She felt her heart hammering in her chest as she stared in awe at what her ministrations did to her girlfriend. 'You're amazing' she whispered.

Arizona's right hand came up, caressing the Latina's cheek. 'I missed you…'

Keeping her eye's locked on blue, Callie let 2 fingers push gently between wet folds. Arizona's eyes widened briefly, her back arching off the mattress as she groaned her arousal. Callie's breath hitched at the feeling of the blonde wrapped around her fingers. She worked them slowly inside the blonde, savouring every second of their love making. 'I need you…' she whispered, her breath washing over the blondes face.

Without hesitation, Arizona brought her hand between their bodies, almost instantly mimicking the Latina's actions. She gasped softly at the feel of the Latina's arousal. She watched as Callie almost growled her approval, closing her eye's as Arizona's fingers entered her effortlessly.

Hips began gyrating into one another, fingers moved in and out of heated cores and mouths moulded together as they brought each other ever closer to that feeling of euphoria. Callie sucked on the blonde's tongue, her hips now thrusting down harder into her girlfriends as her climax neared. She pulled away, leaning her forehead against Arizona's. 'Together' she breathed.

'I'm so close Calliope…' She began rubbing her thumb over the Latina's engorged clit.

'Ohhh, fuck…' Callie moaned, her eye's closing briefly.

Arizona lowered her left hand from Callie's neck to her lower back, pulling the teacher harder into her. 'I'm….oh god, I'm….' the blonde began to pant, feeling herself begin to tip over the edge.

With a few more strokes, Callie felt the blondes walls contract against her fingers, pulling her deeper inside. That feeling aswell as the pleasure on Arizona's face was enough to make Callie's orgasm rip through her body. 'Zonaaaaaaaa' she almost screamed, her hips crashing down into the blondes.

Arizona's body continued to spasm, the sound of her girlfriends orgasm keeping her on a high. Eventually Callie's body stiffened before slumping down, completely spent. Removing her hand from between their bodies, Arizona wrapped her arms around the Latina, trailing a hand up and down her sweaty spine.

After a few more moments, Callie lifted her head, smiling goofily at the loving gaze she received. Planting her lips softly with their partners, she felt herself being pushed sideways. In a smooth movement she found herself being pinned to the mattress as her girlfriend made her way down her body.

The blonde kept her eye's locked on hers as she kissed her way further south. Eventually her body came to rest between the Latina's thighs. Not wasting any time, Arizona dipped her tongue inside her girlfriend, separating her drenched lips.

'Ohhhh' Callie moaned, the aftershocks of her first orgasm still making themselves known. Her hips lifted, looking for more contact.

Arizona brought her hands to rest on the Latina's hips, gently forcing her back down onto the mattress. She felt her own stomach doing flip flops at the intoxicating smell of sex radiating from her girlfriends body. She flicked her tongue over the enlarged clit before lowering it to her opening. As she swirled around in the increasing wetness, Callie's hand clasped onto the back of her head. Looking up her girlfriends body, their eyes locked.

'Please Zona….' Callie breathed, her chest heaving, causing her breasts to shield half her face.

Her eye's moving between her girlfriends eye's and chest, Arizona thrust her tongue inside the awaiting opening, moaning her own arousal into Callie's centre.

The teacher shouted the blondes name, bucking her hips wildly, pushing herself harder onto her face. Arizona's tongue worked furiously inside the Latina, coming out every so often to brush over the bundle of nerves. She could feel Callie already beginning to tense. Moving a hand from Callie's hip, she placed her thumb over her clit, rubbing circles around it as her tongue pumped in and out at an alarmingly fast pace.

Callie's breath quickened, her moans got louder as her whole body tensed with pleasure. 'Zonaaaaaaa' she screamed, her hips thrusting violently against the blondes mouth.

Arizona never let up, her tongue continued to thrust into her girlfriend as the orgasm engulfed her body. Callie writhed beneath her until eventually she couldn't take anymore. Feeling a tug at her arm, Arizona slowed her movement. She softly lapped up every drop of the Latina's arousal before crawling back up her body. Hovering above her girlfriend, Arizona couldn't help but flash a dimpled smiled at the sight before her.

Callie lay with her eye's closed, her mouth slightly parted but with a satisfied grin. Arizona dipped her head, placing tender kisses over her sweaty face. Her hips began to move unconsciously against the Latina's thigh. The act she'd just performed on her girlfriend had pushed her so close to the edge once again.

Sensing the blonde's need for release Callie opened her eye's. 'Baby…' she whispered.

Lifting her head from Callie's neck, Arizona looked down into Callie's deep brown eye's. 'I don't think I'm going to be able to move for a few minutes so….' She cocked her head upwards. 'Come here…..I want to taste you…' Callie could have sworn she saw a shadow pass over the blonde's eye as they darkened before her. With a dimpled smirk Arizona lifted herself, straddling her girlfriends face.

Positioning her head, Callie's hands grabbed onto the blonde's hips, her tongue peeking out, moistening her lips in anticipation.

As Arizona lowered herself onto the Latina's face, she groaned deeply as she felt a hot tongue glide though her wetness. This wasn't going to take very long. Callie teased her for a few moments, lapping up the wetness that was covering her chin. Showing the Latina she'd had enough teasing, Arizona thrust down harder onto her face.

With a grin, Callie took the hint, wrapping her mouth around Arizona's bundle of nerves and began sucking it just right.

'Calliopeeee' the blonde moaned, her hips bucking against the intruding muscle.

Callie brought her hand to the blonde's opening, wasting no time in sinking 2 fingers into wet folds. A few strokes was all it took for Arizona to cry out her release.

After riding out the waves of her orgasm, Arizona flopped her body sideways onto the mattress. When she finally had the strength to move, she crawled back into the open arms of her girlfriend before they both succumbed to sleep.