AN: It's been interesting to read what you guys thought about the latest chapter. Almost everyone had thought the letter to be from Aria or another family member, someone even thought it could've been a wedding invitation. That could actually have been very fun to write but… The A is Anna, and maybe some of you remember the name. She was casually mentioned in chapter 7. Oh well, I'm gonna stop rambling and instead tell you to check out my new fanfic "Flavour My World". Now, let's see what the poetess has got up her sleeve meeting the ex-girlfriend of the Latina.

AN/2: I'm having a coconut Latté for you, Lianne, because you need it right now. xxx

AN/3: And can I just say…Oh. My. God. I'm seriously on a roll these days. 3 updates and a new fic in 4 days. I feel awesome and I know it's not cool to brag by your own abilities, but today I'm gonna do it anyway. I'm so good!


Arizona's POV

Arizona had this urgent need to crush this hand, this delicate woman hand that apparently had been fawning and touching and groping…and God knows what else…her girlfriend. This woman that, if it hadn't been for her being with Callie before Arizona herself, would actually look very nice and pretty and maybe even hot. But this wasn't the case because this woman HAD actually been seeing and touching Callie, the way she did too, and the mere thought just shot an unpleasant shiver down Arizona's spine. How could Callie just stand there? How could she just stand there and…be all smiley-like? Had she enjoyed the light touch…the assault…upon her arm? No, she couldn't have, could she? Removing her glare from the tall, blonde woman…wow, Callie sure liked her women blonde…and again looking at Callie, Arizona got even more confused. Why did she have to look so happy? Arizona had an awfully big trouble interpreting and analyzing the in betweens right now which had her anger boiling. She always use to be so good at this but right now she felt as good as a pre-schooler or a swaddled up newborn…not cool, Arizona Robbins, not cool.

"Anna's just fine," she answered politely, Arizona still squeezing her hand.

"Anna," Arizona groaned, quickly rolling her eyes at Callie.

"She usually has manners," Callie apologized, giving the taller blonde a smile and the shorter an eye squeeze. "Don't mind her."

"Oh, it's okay. I kinda get where she's coming from. I mean," she gestured to Arizona as their hands disconnected. "It has got to be weird seeing your girlfriend with her ex, right?" When Arizona didn't answer she continued, smiling. "I know, I think it's weird seeing my ex-girlfriend with another woman. And not just any woman, you. Arizona Robbins. I've never seen you before…well, of course I've seen you on television and such, but I didn't know that Callie's new lady hook-up was you. I mean, of course I knew it was a writer in some way, because well…words travel fast where we work," Anna chuckled and Callie quickly joined her.

Arizona couldn't believe this. It was like she was an onlooker to her own life, to her own humiliation…and did she just say lady hook-up?...The anger was about to boil over, balling up her hands behind the back of her thighs, Arizona took a deep breath. "I'm no hook-up," the words spilling from her heart as a cannonball.

"Arizona…" Callie placed a hand on her shoulder, obviously trying to soothe whatever was going on inside of Arizona's head. "She was just being funny."

"Well, then she sucks at jokes."

"I really didn't mean anything about it. Please, believe me. I know your relationship is serious, I kinda got that message when I heard you were shacking up," Anna nodded.

"Hmmm…"

"Thank you, Anna. I'm very sorry that my GIRLFRIEND," Callie jerked her head in Arizona's direction while emphasizing the last word. "Isn't the kind and loving one I told you about just before. She's obviously gone astray."

"Don't mention it. I gotta go, anyway. Lots of kids needing to pick wishes, you know…Stars and exes," Anna shrugged while flashing her…annoyingly never-ending…smile…it shouldn't be allowed to smile that brightly all of the freaking time.

"Ooh, that's exciting. Pick good ones," Callie exclaimed in a chipper tone. "I've got one last consult to get to before I'm heading home to make my girlfriend a delicious meal. If you ran across her on your way through Ortho, would you mind telling her that? Blonde, blue eyes, sexy and extremely friendly…She's possibly wearing tight jeans and a black, long sleeved t-shirt."

"Oh, ha ha," Arizona theatrically sighed as she rolled her eyes.

Adding a cheerfully laugh, Anna smiled…oh, come on!…and once again stretched her hand towards Arizona. "It was nice meeting you. I hope we'll be able to talk some other time."

"Yes, you'd like that wouldn-" Arizona was cut off by an elbow in the side. "Ow!"

"You two have fun. I'm glad I ran into you, Callie. And again, I hope you didn't take the letter the wrong way," she turned around and walked through the doors.

Turning her face away from the doors, Callie swatted Arizona's shoulder. "Seriously, what's gotten into you? That bitchy thing you've got going on, so not attractive."

"I bet you find bright smiles and cute laughing way more attractive, and ow! Stop hitting me! And did I mention constantly bright smiles?" The two women walked the hall, Callie stepping into a quick pace.

"Yeah, used to. But then something, I don't know, vanquished it and all I'm left with is rudeness and snapping. I can't remember a time I've wanted you more," Callie groaned. "Why are you here anyway? Didn't you have some sort of secret meeting?"

Letting the first punch blow right past her, Arizona sighed annoyed. "I did and I was just coming over to tell you the news. But guess what I find when I'm pointed in the way of my girlfriend…A woman fondling her, yeah. I know, awesome, right?"

"Seriously, you're too much right now. Grow up, Arizona, and go home. I'll see you when I'm done here," stopping in her tracks just before the Emergency Room, Callie placed a hand on Arizona's chest to stop her from taking one more step. "And please, go look for your good attitude. It's probably somewhere between your meeting and the hospital."

"You know what? Screw this…" Arizona hissed, swatting away Callie's hand. Turning on her heels, she made her way back to where she's gotten inside this madhouse…or was it a whorehouse?...not bothering to answer Callie's verbal bitch slap.


Sitting on the kitchen counter, legs bouncing back and forth as they kicked the cabinet she was sitting on, Arizona shook the Cocio bottle in her hand. She hated Cocio but Callie loved it. And right now she was in a good shaking mood. How on Earth could Callie be mad at her for acting the way she had? How on Earth couldn't she see that this Anna was just trying to mess with her brain? And she was not…NOT…a hook-up. She wasn't another hook-up in Callie's life, she was Callie's girlfriend for crying out loud. And she's been that for a very long and stable time now…thank you very much!...and no one should call her a hook-up. And especially not purple, fragranced letter writing women. Tightening the grip around the bottle, Arizona shook it. And she shook it forcefully.

"Hook-up, my ass. She can be a hook-up," she spat, hopping down from the counter. "I'm no hook-up. I'm a known writer, I'm awesome. I'm no hook-up, I'm-" Arizona was cut off by a sudden voice.

"My girlfriend."

Turning around, almost dropping the Cocio bottle, Arizona found Callie standing in the doorframe. Her left side resting casually while her eyes told a whole other fairytale of conciliation and confusion…why did she look like that? Arizona placed the bottle on the counter, leaning back on the edge of it as well, as she let a deep sigh escape her heart. "Your girlfriend?"

"My girlfriend," Callie repeated. "What happened today?"

"I don't know," Arizona whined, letting her chin drop to her chest. "I'm a monster," she mumbled.

"Yes."

"Yes."

"But I love you."

"You think I'm annoying and embarrassing," Arizona countered.

"Today, yes."

"And you think I'm way out of it," she listed off, Callie slowly stalking her up.

"Yes."

"You know, you don't have to agree with me on everything I say right now," Arizona lifted her head to meet Callie's eyes just before her. A shy smile fell from her lips as the Latina wrapped her arms around her fairer waist. "I don't mind being wrong…right now."

"But you're completely right," Callie said matter-of-factly. "You were an annoying, embarrassing monster that happens to be way off. No argues about that, baby."

All Arizona was able to give as a respond was a hoarse groan, making Callie do that sexy chuckle. "You know what?" Callie suddenly asked, their bodies still being in a warm and close contact. "The way you feel right now…"

"What about it?" Arizona sighed, resting her head on Callie's shoulder and breathing in the scent of coffee, cinnamon and hospital. The only thing strong enough to calm her in the wildest of storms and whirlwinds.

Callie's hand came to stroke the back of Arizona's head, as she gently brushed her fingers through the loose hair she found there. "That's me about 5 months ago."

"What?" Arizona asked confused, her head still buried in the smell and shoulder of her girlfriend. "How's that?"

"You know, the whole confusion and hurt. The sadness. The madness. The insecurity. Even the bitchiness. It's all me."

"I don't get it, Callie," Arizona leaned back to look her girlfriend in the eyes. The love that shined from those brown orbs told Arizona that she really meant everything she just spoke.

"The way you feel right now…about Anna and that whole situation…"

"Yeah…" she drawled, still not catching where Callie was headed with this trail.

"That was how I felt about Nelly. And about the book. I couldn't control any of it, just all of a sudden…our lives just kinda got messed up and I couldn't do a damn thing about it. You had this past with lots of revelations I hadn't seen coming in a million years. You had this big secret. But most of all, you hadn't told me about it. And that made me crazy like insanely crazy. You see where I'm going with this?" Callie asked, her voice soft as she brought two fingers to play with the ends of Arizona's hair. "It sucks, doesn't it?"

Not really knowing what to say or do or even think, Arizona closed her eyes. If this was how Callie had been feeling it wasn't a shock that she'd been acting the way she had back then. Right now Arizona could probably throw not one or two but about 300 bricks at Anna, and that was only one woman. The way Callie had been feeling months ago, about all the facts of her past lovers, may have to be even bigger and even stronger. Arizona felt her heart drop. All this time she'd tried to understand the way Callie had felt and she really thought she had. But it wasn't until now that she truly got the message, that she completely could relate to the feelings Callie had tried to explain to her. Slowly opening her eyes, Arizona's world mirrored itself in pools of beautiful brown. Not an inch of hatred or annoyance or acidity coated those eyes, only affection and forgiveness. As a shaky breath left her mouth, Arizona smiled.

"I'm sorry."

"See, you kinda lost me on that one right there," Callie chuckled.

"I'm sorry…I'm sorry for having no idea what you went through but most of all, for thinking I understood it when I in fact didn't. It must've been awful."

"It was."

"I'm sorry," Arizona linked her fingers behind Callie's neck.

"Apology accepted," she smiled and then closed the gap between them. The kiss being soft and loving, the feelings of love and understanding exploding in Arizona's small body. Grapping Arizona's hips, Callie lifted her up on the counter top once again, breaking their embrace with a peck on the pink lips.

"Nohhh," Arizona whined, displaying her best pout. "I like kissing, I need kissing, I want kissing."

"Cute," Callie winked at her as she went about in the kitchen. "You need food, too."

Pouting, Arizona let out a content sigh as she pulled one knee to her chin. "Yeah, that's right. I do," she stated sweetly.

"What were you doing with my Cocio, anyway?" Callie asked as she took the lukewarm bottle and placed it in the fridge. "You don't like cold cocoa."

"I was mad…" Arizona mumbled, her mouth buried in her knee cap.

"Oh, so you took it out on a bottled Cocio? On MY bottled Cocio?" Callie feigned hurt while arching her…forever sexy…eyebrows at her.

"Well, yeah," she drawled. "…I couldn't find the letter," Arizona shrugged, her faced still hiding behind her knee.

"You're unbelievable, you know that right?" Callie sarcastically smirked while chopping vegetables. "Lots of spring onions, right?"

"Now I think I need to call this off, clearly you don't know who I am," she played right back at her grinning girlfriend, gaining her a flirty wink.

"You're an annoying, embarrassing monster who-"

"Okay, stop! I got it, bla bla bla," Arizona shrieked. "Now cut, woman! And no spring onions."

"Yes, ma'am," Callie leaned in to peck Arizona's lips, gently nudging in between her pulled up leg and the cabinet. "Entertain me while I work?" she asked, getting back to her chopping.

Arizona moaned teasingly. "Oh, Callie…"

"Stop it, you horny bunny," she rolled her eyes at the moaning blonde. "Tell me about your big, secret meeting."

Arizona didn't know if she should tell Callie what the meeting had contained. It was a big deal, sure. But she just didn't know if Callie would like what she'd been talking and discussing back and forth with her manager and publisher about. Arizona knew she wanted to go through with it, it was a huge opportunity after all. She just didn't know if her girlfriend would approve of the way they were going. She knew Callie would support her either way but this time it was different, it was a thing Arizona hadn't tried before. And she liked having it as a secret, just for now though. Callie would get to know all about it but right now, all she needed was for her girlfriend to stay blank on the subject. But how does one get out of a question like that?

"Ooh, you've chosen good veggies," Arizona tried, knowing very well that her girlfriend wouldn't buy it…not a chance in any world. "Which seasonings did you use?" she asked as Callie tossed them into the wok.

"Nuh-uh, that's not gonna work, Miss I twist myself out of everything I don't wanna talk about because I can speak the ears of a dead person," Callie tilted her head, her eyebrow rising insanely high. "Meeting, spill. Go!"

"Nnnngghh," she released her knee and let it bounce alongside the other.

"Arizona…"

"You look really pretty," Arizona smiled a wicked smile, hoping her charming skills would somehow get her out of this situation at some point.

"You owe me! I'm cooking for you even though you were the one acting like a complete fool today."

"Oh, so we're back at that, huh?" she let her shoulders slump with a sigh and then jumped off of the cabinet's surface. "I'm gonna set the table," Arizona informed as she kissed Callie's cheek in the passing.

"Mmhmm."

Arizona just couldn't spill it to Callie right now. She needed the time, she needed the time to make it just right. So Callie had got to be patient…yeah, right…for the time being. She'd get to know eventually. She'd even get to be a part of it, but just not right now. So Arizona tuned herself into trying to be as smooth as possible the next couple of weeks. After all she'd just made a complete fool out of herself in front of Callie's ex-girlfriend…not smooth, not smooth at all. She just hoped that Callie would let her.


So, what did you think? And more importantly... What's with this secret Arizona won't tell Callie? Shoot me with your best assumptions ;-)
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