Thanks for all the recent reviews on this story, guys. Means the world. Chapter 29 is up and the bitch is back. Enjoy!


Chapter 29:


Stepping out of her car, she smiled at the sight in front of her, as she thought back to the time she spent here not too many years ago. Lauren Boswell hadn't changed, and the blonde was as eager as always to get this surgery prep under way. She was looking forward to seeing the staff of Grey Sloan Memorial, and having left in a sudden rush last time, she promised herself to catch up them.

She hadn't seen or heard from Arizona Robbins since she left the hospital a few years back, and she would be lying if she said she wasn't desperate to see her. The blonde Peds surgeon had left a mark on her, a mark which left her wondering, many a time, if they could of been something. She didn't know if Arizona was still married, if she had met someone new, if she was single. She had hoped for the latter, but she wasn't here to build a relationship with the woman who's marriage she had potentially ruined, she was here to do her job. She had often found herself bringing up Arizona's number on her contact list, but something had always stopped her. Her conscience maybe?

The blonde guest had never felt any guilt over her sexual relations with Arizona, it wasn't her style, but she was intrigued. She wouldn't say she felt proud of what she had done, but at the time, it had felt right, and Arizona hadn't resisted. She never had been one to regret to anything she had done, it all had meant something at one time, and it had all happened for a reason. Smiling, she grabbed her belongings from the trunk of her car, and made her way across the parking lot.

Stepping inside the hospital, the smell of coffee immediately attached her senses. Figuring a little caffeine boost wouldn't do any harm, she made her way over to the coffee cart. Waiting for her order, she glanced around the ground floor, it seemed so much more busy than the last time she was there. More people rushing about, with so little time to stop and have a minute to themselves.

Sipping on her caffeinated refreshment, Lauren hit the button on the elevator which would take her to her required destination, Miranda Bailey's office. Leaning against the inside of the carriage, she patiently made her way up.

Stepping out of the elevator, the surgeon strolled down the corridor, smiling at the various nurses dotted about. Gaining a couple of odd looks from some recognisable nurses, she shrugged. Of course they don't like me. I banged one of their attending's while her wife was saving lives. Boswell let out a small laugh to herself.

"Ah, Chief Bailey? Just the person I was coming to see." Lauren met the smaller woman outside of her office.

"Dr. Boswell." Miranda simply nodded. "Everything okay?"

"Sure. Just arrived. Am I to head up to the paediatrics ward?" The blonde questioned.

"Well, yes. That is where you need to be." Bailey furrowed her brow. She didn't have time for supposed world class surgeons stopping by for a chat. She was a busy woman, and truth be told, she didn't like the woman standing in front of her. Sure, she was a magnificent surgeon, but that didn't mean she had to like her. She had all but ruined her friends life at one point, so right now, the blonde was lucky she was getting any sort of conversation from the smaller woman at all.

"Okay. I didn't know if you wanted to see me before I got to work on the prep?" Lauren smiled at the smaller woman.

"Um, nope. I don't recall anything I need to see you about. Oh, while your here though, maybe you could keep it in your pants?" The smaller woman turned on her heel and left the blonde standing in the corridor, mouth agape, alone.

Well, I wasn't expecting that. Seems that word really does travel around here. I must bare that in mind.


Callie sat in the cafeteria, at a quiet table, out of view. She knew this day would come, and now that it was here, she just wanted to get on with her work, and then go home with her fiancé. The couple hadn't really spoken about the situation since they found out that Lauren Boswell would be returning. They hadn't felt they needed to.

Arizona was happy to know that Callie trusted her, or at least that is what the brunette had told her. She didn't feel she had to explain herself to anyone else either. What happened during that storm, couldn't be taken back. She wanted so much to erase that period of her life, but she couldn't, and in a way, it would follow her around for the rest of her life. She would always be trying to show Callie how it was her that she wants, how she was enough, how she would never leave her again. Even if it was unintentional, she would still find her self doing it.

Catching a glimpse of the brunette, Arizona crossed the short distance between them, and sat down. "Hey, I missed you this morning."

"You did?" Callie flashed the blonde a smile.

"I did. Its always nice when we get to have lunch together. However crappy the food might be." Arizona stared down at her tray and pulled a face.

"Oh, I have a thought. Maybe we could start to batch cook. Then we can bring our own delicious lunches." the brunettes eyes lit up. She always did love cooking. Especially when she had someone to cook for.

"Let's do it. Although, you would have to do the most of it. You know I'm not the best cook. I could pack it and label it though?" The Peds surgeon laughed.

"Hmm, it's a deal. Just no rainbows drawn on the packaging." Callie smirked.

Feigning a shocked look, Arizona placed the palm of her hand over her chest. "Damn you, Calliope Torres."

"I love you." the taller woman smiled. "You can package it however you like, I don't care."

"On one condition?" Arizona squinted.

"Sure, name it!" Callie shrugged as she took a bite of her salad.

"We have to eat lunch, in the on call room, and follow it up with some hot engagement sex." the blonde smiled.

Callie raised an eyebrow. "Oh, I'm sure I could work with that." the brunette felt her centre begin to heat. "It's just such a shame we haven't brought anything from home today. Don't you think."

"Mmm, it is." Arizona continued to give the brunette her sexy squint.

Before either woman could say anything else, they found themselves pushing their chairs back and discarding of their lunch. Taking Callie by the hand, the blonde guided them both out of the cafeteria.

"Oh, hi, Dr Ro-" Lauren caught them both in the corridor as she was about to enter the area they had quickly upped and left.

Arizona simply continued on her journey, ignoring the other woman, and taking the brunettes hand tighter in her own. Callie suddenly felt a wave of nausea. She couldn't bare to hear the woman's name, let alone hear her voice.

Pulling her fiancé into the nearest on call room, Arizona locked the door before pushing the brunette up against it. She sensed the worry and change in Callie's behaviour. Pressing her lips into the plump red of girlfriend, she quickly pulled back. Callie didn't join in. Her eyes glazed over, she didn't seem right. Arizona furrowed her brow. "Hey, whats up?"

"I'm sorry. That just then kind of killed the mood." Callie dropped her gaze to the floor.

"Oh, Calliope. I'm sorry. I wasn't sure she was even at the hospital yet." Arizona brought her hands up to the brunettes face. Running her thumbs over Callie's cheekbones, she gave her a sad smile. "I want you, Callie. I don't care if she's here. Please don't let this come between us while she's here."

"It won't. It, um, just kind of caught me off guard." the brunette leaned into Arizona's touch.

Grabbing the hem of her own scrub top, the blonde pulled it up and over her head. Motioning for Callie to lift up her arms, she quickly removed her scrub top, and guided them over to the bed.

"Arizona, I" Callie shook her head.

"We don't have to do anything, Calliope. I just want to lie with you. I want to hold you. Please let me hold you?" Arizona felt a fear set in her stomach. She knew Callie wouldn't be super okay with the situation, but she didn't expect her to withhold sex.

"O-Okay." the taller woman nodded and slipped into the bed beside the blonde. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, as she tried her hardest not to let the tears fall.

Nope. Not possible. Arizona felt the brunettes body shaking next to her. As she wrapped her up in her arms, she pressed a kiss to Callie's head. "Please don't be upset. Talk to me. Tell me what is on your mind."

Callie buried her head into her girlfriends chest as she sobbed uncontrollably. Needing to let out all the emotions she had been feeling over the last day or so, she let her body take over and do whatever it needed to do.

"Oh, Callie." Arizona rocked their bodies. "I hate this. I hate how I've made you feel, what I've done to you. It kills me. I really need for you to talk to me. Please."

"I-I just, I can't bare the thought of her-" Callie closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her sobs had lessened and she knew she needed to tell the blonde how she felt "seeing your body."

"Cal-"

"Knowing that she has shared a bed with you, for whatever amount of time, it makes me want to throw up. S-She's touched you. S-She's called out your name, and felt your hands on her body. T-Those hands were only supposed to ever touch me." Callie wasn't angry. She was just letting everything out. Truth be told, they had never really discussed what had happened on that stormy night. Occasionally someone would make a comment, but they'd never sat and discussed what had happened. The brunette knew it wouldn't be ideal when the other woman returned to the hospital, but she never thought it would make her feel like this. She figured if she just avoided her, and let her get on with her job, Lauren would be gone before she knew it. Nothing ever happens like you imagine it though, right? Here she was, sobbing into her fiancé's chest, when they should of been making love.

"Calliope, I need you to look at me, and listen. Please?" the blonde leaned back and waited for her girlfriend to make eye contact. The hurt she saw when she finally did look into chocolate orbs made her shudder.

"That night, that night when I ruined everything we had ever had together, meant absolutely nothing to me. She was, well, an escape. That is the only way I can describe it. I have no other words for it. In that moment of pathetic weakness, I thought it was what I wanted. She was looking at me like I was the only person in the world that mattered. I don't even blame her, I blame myself. I blame myself for being so fucking stupid. I blame myself for losing the most important thing in the world to me, you." Arizona's voice broke. "But I have you back, Calliope, like hell I'm going to lose you ever again. She meant nothing to me. I swear. It wasn't good, it wasn't hot, it wasn't filled with want and need. It was just, it was just sex. Nothing more."

"Did she scream your name, Arizona?" Callie fixed her gaze on the blue eyes in front of her.

"W-What?" the blondes eyes widened. She hadn't expected that reply to her big speech.

"Well, its a simple question. Did she scream your name?" the brunette shrugged.

Arizona sat up and leaned back against the cold wall. Placing her head in her hands, she couldn't believe what her girlfriend was asking. This had never come up before, and although Callie deserved all the answers in the world, she didn't want to be having this conversation.

"Arizona?" the brunette raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." the blonde sighed.

"And did she make you come?" Callie needed these answers. She needed to know something, anything, about that night.

"Callie." Arizona gave the brunette a stern look. "Don't do this. Please."

"Do what?"

"Torture yourself. It is in the past, and that is where it needs to stay. There is no reason to have this conversation. There is no reason to go back and drag this back up. If she wasn't here, you wouldn't be asking these things."

"Please, Arizona. I need to know."

"Yes." the blonde took a hold of Callie's hands. "Yes, she did. Callie, it meant nothing. I promise."

"Okay." the brunette simply stated as she too gripped Arizona's hands. "You enjoyed it. Its natural, I guess."

"Okay?" the blonde frowned.

The brunette cleared her throat. "Yes. If it made you happy at the time, then I guess she was doing a better job than me. You were miserable with me. We both know that."

"Calliope, thats not true. You were great. We had been through so much, and I don't exactly know why I done what I did, but it happened. It happened and I ruined everything. I didn't do it to hurt you, I didn't do it to feel better. I just done it." Arizona squeezed the brunettes hand a little tighter. "But don't ever thing that you weren't enough, Callie. You were, you are. You will always be enough, and more."

"I trust you, Arizona. I don't trust her though. This is going to be awful, I know it is, but we have to do this. I guess it will be over soon." Callie stood from the bed and picked up her scrub top from the floor.

"Where are you going?" Arizona shot off the bed. Panic mode had set in.

"Back to work. We have shifts to finish." the brunette smiled as she pulled on her top.

Arizona sighed as her cell phone beeped. "Yeah, sounds like we do." Taking her cell from her pocket, she didn't recognise the number.

Coffee? We need to discuss this surgery. Meet you in your office. Lauren X

"Oh you can't be freaking serious." the blonde snorted as she continued to stare at her phone.

"What?" Callie stepped closer to the blonde and looked down at her phone. Seeing the name on the screen, she needed air. I can do this. Everything will be fine. She's going to work. That is all. Straightening herself out, Callie took a hold of Arizona's jaw. "Go. Be awesome." the brunette pressed a soft kiss to her girlfriends cheek before heading over to the door. "I'll see you at home tonight."


Arizona strolled down the corridor towards her office. She had no desire to hurry things up, or see a certain surgeon any time soon, but she knew sooner or later she would have to. Looking down towards her office, she could see a blonde casually leaning against her door, foot up against the wall, like she didn't have a care in the world.

Rolling her eyes, she continued her short walk and stopped at her office door. "Excuse me."

Lauren stepped aside to allow the blonde access to her office. "I brought you some coffee."

"I can get my own thanks." Arizona made her way over to her desk and removed her lab coat. Hanging it over the back of her chair, she turned to see the other surgeon still standing in the door way.

"Can you hurry up and come in? I'd like to get home sometime soon." she dropped her gaze to the papers in front of her before sitting down and making herself comfortable. Ensuring there was a barrier between the two of them, she felt a little more at ease.

"Nice office. Seems bigger. Did you decorate?" Boswell moved over towards the blonde and ran her finger across the desk in front of her.

"No." Arizona shrugged. She refused to look at the woman standing in front of her. The woman who had ruined everything.

"Hmm. Okay." the other woman moved over to the couch and took a seat. Relaxing into the soft leather, she moaned. "Wow, this is comfortable."

"So here is what I've done so far. I have the OR booked, and I've picked out the other staff I'd like in there with me." the blonde continued to flick through the paper work in front of her.

"With us." Lauren smiled.

"Right. Yeah." the Peds surgeon handed over the paperwork. "That is your copy, if you'd like to take a look at it before we get started this week. Was there anything else you needed right now?"

"You never called. Not once." the blonde sitting on the couch sat forward and rested her elbows on her knees.

Running her hand through golden locks, Arizona sighed. "I'm not doing this. You are here to assist on a surgery. That's all. I have nothing else to say to you." the blonde stood from behind her desk and moved towards the middle of the room.

"If you have everything you need for the time being, I'm going to head out." Arizona turned to face the door. Grabbing a hold of the handle, she felt her stomach drop.

A hot breath now washing over the back of her neck, she froze. "You can't say you never felt it, Arizona. That there was nothing there. We both know that isn't true." Lauren was dangerously close to her, and she didn't like it.

"There was nothing there." the blonde scoffed. "Nothing at all, Lauren."

Taking another step away from the other surgeon, she felt the other blonde behind her again. "I don't know what you are doing right now, who you are with, if you are single, but you know, if you fancy getting together while I'm here, I'm pretty easy to find." Lauren pressed a kiss down on the base of Arizona's neck before stepping around her and opening the door..

What the fuck? How can someone be so sure of themselves? Arizona shuddered as she wiped at her neck.

Locking the door, she moved over to the couch against the back wall of her office. Sitting down, she swung her legs around and lay back against the arm of the furniture. Fuck. Arizona became breathless. Closing her eyes, she tried to calm herself, the thought of the other woman's lips on her skin left her feeling angry. She had done what she needed to do. She had met with her, gave her the paperwork she required, and she had kept her distance between them. How fucking dare she come in here, and act like I want anything with her. I fucking hate her.

The blonde needed to leave the hospital. She needed to get outside, she needed air. Grabbing everything she needed from her office, she unlocked her door and made her way out. Checking around the corridor, she quickly headed towards the elevator. Stepping inside, she took out her cell and sent off a quick message.

Headed home. See you there. -A xx

Arizona needed to get home. She needed to feel safe, and surrounded by familiarity. Heading out to her car, she wondered how Callie was going to react. Callie had already told her that she trusted her, but the blonde couldn't help feel a little uncertain of that. She knew in her heart that if the roles were reversed, she would feel the same way. She would trust Callie until, well, she didn't. Something would always be in the back of the brunettes mind, no matter how much she tried to convince herself that everything would be okay.

Driving through the streets of Seattle, the blonde decided to take the long way home. She needed to clear her head, she needed to think. She didn't want Callie to feel threatened by the visiting surgeon. Sure, Callie would tell her everything was okay, she hoped, but still, she needed Callie to know that she was all that mattered. She thought about speaking to Bailey, but this was quickly dismissed when she realised that the Chief would likely not listen to her. She had already stated that the surgery was going ahead, whether Arizona liked it or not, and although the blonde felt like she hadn't had a say in any of it, she understood how important, and how huge it would be for the hospital.

Reaching her destination, Arizona grabbed her belongings, and headed up to the porch. Closing the door behind her, she sighed. Do I tell her what happened? Do I leave it? I can't leave it. If she finds out, she will think I wanted it to happen. She will think I've kept it from her because something is going on, not because I don't want her to hurt.

Arizona was torn. She knew she had to tell the brunette about Boswell, but she didn't know what kind of reaction she was going to get. What she did know, for sure, was that it wasn't going to be all rainbows and butterflies when the brunette returned home from work.

Wine. I need wine. The blonde stood in her kitchen, white wine in one hand, and a large glass in the other. Pouring out a large one, she sat on the stool and watched as the coolness of the liquid left a ring around the base of the glass. Taking a large sip, she felt it hit the back of her throat, it felt good. Before she had realised it, she had finished the glass. Glancing at the clock, she figured Callie would be home soon. Pouring another glass, she leant her elbows on the cold kitchen counter and rested her face in her hands. Eyes closing, the blonde took a minute for herself. Going over the conversation she had with the brunette earlier on. The conversation about how she felt when she was with Lauren. The conversation which made her want to throw up.

"Hey." Callie stepped through the door.

"Oh, hey." Arizona glanced over her shoulder, not making eye contact. Her gaze returning back to the wine glass in front of her.

"Ugh, I'm so happy that day is over. I thought it was never going to end." the brunette removed her jacket and tossed her purse onto the couch.

Arizona didn't reply. She just stared. Stared at anything she could fix her gaze on. Feeling the tears begin to form, she closed her eyes and bit the inside of her cheek. In about thirty seconds, Callie was going to hit the roof. Just tell her. Be honest with her. You done nothing wrong. It was all that bitch! Arizona sighed.

"Y-You okay? Not getting a whole lot of conversation out of you right now." Callie stepped up behind her girlfriend and placed her hands on her shoulder, massaging them lightly.

"She kissed me." the blonde whispered so quietly, she wasn't sure she had even said it.

"Huh? Gonna have to turn it up a little, baby." Callie laughed.

"Sh-She kissed me, Callie." the blonde felt the contact from her girlfriends hands on her shoulders disappear instantly. Tears that threatened to fall, rolled down her face.

Callie froze, glued to the spot behind her girlfriends back, she felt the bile rising in her throat. Hands clenching into fists, her eyes widened. "She did what?"

"I-I didn't want it. I was heading out of the office, and she was just there. Stood right behind me. Sh-She just-" Arizona sobbed.

"Where? Where did she kiss you?" Callie stepped closer to the blonde. Pressing her front into Arizona's back. It didn't matter where, but it was all the brunette could get out of her beautiful mouth.

The blonde ran her fingertips over the spot on her neck. Shuddering at her own touch. She could still hear the words from Lauren. Callie ran her thumb over the spot at the base of Arizona's neck, before running her fingers along the blondes shoulder. Wrapping her arms around her girlfriends waist, Callie pressed a kiss down on the spot before gently biting down.

Melting into the brunettes touch, Arizona instantly felt a slight relief. "Callie." she gasped.

Feeling strong bronzed hands run underneath her shirt, the other woman was silent. Arizona wasn't sure how her girlfriend was feeling, but right now, she needed her touch. She needed her to erase Boswell's words, breath, lips from her body and from her mind. She knew the brunette was marking her, but that didn't matter. She could mark her all day long, and she would love every minute of it. Feeling Callie's teeth sink into her skin done all kinds of things to her body.

Turning in her seat, she fixed her gaze on the chocolate orbs in front of her. Tear stained tanned cheeks left Arizona feeling a deep sadness. "Calliope, I love you."

The brunette crushed her lips into her girlfriends. Tongues duelling for dominance, before Arizona bit down on the other woman's bottom lip, earning a deep moan. "No one has ever kissed me like you do, Callie. No one." Salty tears mixed with their kiss, causing the blonde to pull back. "Please don't be upset." Arizona ran her thumb over the damp cheek of her girlfriend.

"I'm not. Well, I am, but not with you. Okay? Please know that i'm not upset with you." Callie have the blonde a sad smile. "I'm just mad at this whole situation. Bailey? I could throttle her. She has put you in this situation, not yourself."

"Callie, I put me in this situation a long time ago. We are doctors, world class surgeons, and when we have to save a child's life, we get on with it. My bad for sleeping with the goddamn world class surgeon needed for this case." The blonde internally chastised herself for being so stupid.

"I'm sick and tired of hearing about her now. Seriously, it has to stop." the brunette pulled her girlfriend in close to her body.

Arizona furrowed her brow. "S-So thats it? You aren't bothered?" To say she was surprised by the blondes reaction would be an understatement.

"Oh, I'm bothered, i'm fucking furious, but right now, I want to take you down that hallway and rock your world like she never in a million years could." Callie whispered into her girlfriends ear before biting down on her earlobe. "I want to take you to bed, Arizona. I want to feel you and watch you come undone beneath me."

The blonde moaned at her girlfriends words. Feeling an intense heat between her legs, she tugged on the brunettes wrist and guided her to the bedroom. "I would love nothing more, Calliope."

The blonde knew that this was far from over. Lauren seemed to be the type of woman who didn't care about other people's relationships. That was pretty clear given what happened a few years back and what had happened today. Arizona was far from innocent in all of this, but Lauren Boswell, she knew exactly what she was doing. Was the blonde guest surgeon about to feel the wrath of Calliope Torres? Only time would tell…..


I chose to write Lauren in the way I have here, because the show never really gave us much of an insight into what kind of person she was. She seemed to me like someone who didn't really play by the rules, often throwing caution to the wind. The fact that she basically convinced Arizona to sleep with her, says it all. I have no intentions of writing about her in a 'nice' capacity. I don't believe she has a conscience, or any guilt, so in my story, and i'm sure many of you will agree, she is a complete and total bitch. Next update will be coming soon...Thanks for reading!