Arizona had barely left Callie's office - all upset and tense - when Coach Hunt approached her.

"Robbins!" Hunt said, happy to see her. "Good you're here. There's a press conference-"

"Oh no coach," Arizona said, in a whiny tone. Any time but now. "Send someone else please?"

"Robbins," Hunt said again, this time more serious. "It's you they're here to see. After the newspaper picture, after last night's game, after all the rumors going around, you really haven't spoken to the press..."

Arizona didn't want to talk to the stupid press. She owed them nothing. No explanations, no apologies, nothing about Cal-

Callie. Oh god.

"Hey coach," Arizona said. "Do you guys show these press conferences live as they happen?"

"Yep," Hunt said, nodding. "In every room of the stadium the minute you start, the screens turn on. It's kind of a Seattle Storm rule."

Arizona sighed and smiled. Perfect.

x

Callie found the random flat screen in her office suddenly turn on. Seattle Storm network. Callie chuckled and shook her head at how ridiculous these people could be sometimes. Why dedicate a whole internal channel to yourselves?

And then force all the staff to watch it?

Oh wait, this was Arizona Robbins on the screen. Giving a press conference. Ugh all she needed. She didn't have to pay attention did she?

Blah blah, yes great game against Washington, blah blah, playoffs, almost there. Callie thought she was going to get bored and sick of Arizona Robbins, when:

The press started, "Arizona, are you homosexual?"

Callie looked up at her screen. Was this really happening?

"Yes I am," Arizona said, nodding. "I don't think this should change the way you think about me. If you have supported me till now, I would really appreciate it if you continue to do so. I am a human being, I have feelings. And well, sometimes those feelings are towards girls."

The reporters laughed and clapped. Callie found herself smiling. Upset as she was, she could never help herself over smiling at little things Arizona Robbins did or said. This wasn't little of course. This had to be a big day for Arizona.

"You were recently shown photographed at a post game party kissing Doctor Callie Torres," another reporter said and Callie's stomach did a double flip. Were they really asking Arizona about her. "Can you confirm this?"

"Yes," Arizona said. "I did kiss Doctor Torres after the game before the last."

"What can you tell us about Doctor Torres and your relationship? Can she appear before the press?"

Callie's eyes grew in disgust at the press.

"Look," Arizona said, sighing. "We aren't together, but Doctor Callie Torres has been amazing to me since the first time I got to Seattle. She is a strong and talented human being, and I urge you to respect her privacy. I would never, because of something that was clearly highlighting me, have her stand here and have to explain herself to you."

Callie's heart beat ten times faster. Was Arizona really standing up for her?

"So she's not your girlfriend?"

"Look labels suck, but no she isn't my girlfriend."

"We've heard you've taken a few rash decisions under the influence of alcohol," a stupid female reporter said. "Was this such an event? Was this a drunken kiss that means nothing?"

What the fuck? Callie thought. Was this seriously what they were asking her?

"Not at all," Arizona said. "I am attracted to Doctor Torres even when I'm sober."

This had to be the most dramatic thing that had happened all year.

"So Doctor Torres is not your girlfriend, but you like her?"

Callie saw Coach Hunt signal at the reporters to cut the crap and he said this was the last question Arizona would be answering.

"Look," Arizona said, sighing. "Callie Torres and I may not be together. But that does not take away anything I've felt for her. I'm a human, I make mistakes. I'm a public figure and other people use me to get into my privacy and try to manipulate things that matter to me. And whatever I have with Callie Torres matters to me. She's probably very pissed at me right now cause I keep trying to prove to her that I'm not just some stupid kid but that's what I end up looking like. I'm an idiot." Arizona took a deep breath. "Anyway, to answer your question, yes I do like her. I've liked her from the first time I met her. I liked her yesterday and I'll like her tomorrow. And like as in, like like. As if I need to prove my childlike nature anymore I like like her."