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. I borrow…
AN: So…there was an outpouring of support for me to continue along this storyline and that makes me smile. While I come up with a game plan, I thought I might reward you all with another chapter. Enjoy!
Chapter 50
Arizona's POV:
I awake to the sounds of the light Seattle rain hit the glass of the large window in my new master bedroom. …a lot like what we fell asleep to. I hear the soft snoring of Callie, her head resting in the crook of my right shoulder. My left is well supported by a network of pillows…it's the only way I can sleep without waking in pain every hour. Today I have to have surgery which pulls at my stomach. I hate it…all of it. Doctors and hospitals and surgery. But knowing Callie is the one wielding the scalpel, I feel safe. She's told me she technically shouldn't be the one doing the surgery because we are involved, but I told her I wanted the best. And she is the best, bar none.
Callie shifts in her sleep, bringing her right hand from where it was resting between my naked breasts and pulling it around my torso. …I could totally get use to this. After lots…and lots of passionate love making, made possible by one Calliope Torres since I am apparently an invalid now… we had another talk. We agreed that we should continue on like we are, which is dating. I told her that just because I bought a house doesn't mean I expect her to pack up and shack up. I just wanted a place outside the city, where I could have some air and space to roam. Maybe, in a couple months we would discuss moving in together, but right now it was just too soon.
I hear Callie give a groan of displeasure as she starts to fall out of unconsciousness. The closer and closer she gets to opening her eyes, the harder she fights it …the girl does love her sleep. Finally, I am able to look straight into her chocolate depths, seeing the sleep still hanging around in the front of her mind. She gives me the sexiest little smile and leans up to place a light kiss on my lips.
She rests her head back to where it was and starts drawing invisible patterns across my rippled stomach. Years of physical labor and riding bulls requires a lot of core strength, and it has given me a naturally toned mid section. Her fingers move to just below the swell of my breasts and then down to just above my light curls, eliciting goose bumps to pop up over my body and my nipples to harden. She gives a small chuckle at the response my body gives to her teasings. With my right arm wrapped around her, I start ghosting my fingers up and down her upper arm and I feel Callie's nipples respond in kind.
"Are you nervous?" Callie asks, sleep making her voice huskier than usually, my body reacting very positively.
"Yeah…" as my mind shifts back onto my impending doom, and away from the goddess wrapped in my arms.
"I can find another surg-" She starts.
"No…no. Its…it's not that. I want you to do it. It's just…I hate hospitals…."
I feel the Callie's laugh grow from an internal chuckle to her beautiful singing laugh. "And you're dating a surgeon?..." At which point I join in her fit of humor. The growl of my stomach prompts brings us back to earth.
"I'm hungry…how about we go get something to eat?"
"Nuh-uh…you can't have anything for 12 hrs prior your surgery. You're scheduled at 11:30. But…you can watch me eat." Callie says with an evil grin as gets herself off the bed.
I attempt to throw a pillow at her, "You're mean!" She just sticks her tongue out and takes to the bathroom. I'm still trying to roll out of bed by the time Callie comes back.
"We are going to have to stop by my place…apparently the only thing you had on your mind after you bought this place was sex. The bed is the only thing here…" As she helps pull me up.
"As long as you are here with me…it's the only thing I need." I play.
"Oh is that so? Planning on living off sex for the rest of your life?" she asks as she starts collecting clothes that had been thrown in moments of passion from the previous night, giving me nice views of her fine behind.
I come up behind her, both of our bodies still naked from our night of worshiping each other. I wrap my one arm around her and pull her in against me and rise up to whisper in her ear.
"If it was enough…I'd eat you for breakfast, lunch and dinner." I feel a shiver snake down her spine, and the fire between my legs gets stoked. …the hold she has over me.
We get ourselves put back together, and I give Callie a quick tour around my house….my house, I'm such a grown up. Besides the master bedroom and attached bath with a Jacuzzi tub big enough for two…which will be getting a lot of use, there are 4 other bed rooms and two bathrooms. Down stairs is a huge sitting/family room with a log burning fireplace, a den, a formal dining room and a magnificent kitchen with room for an informal dinner table. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about Callie being the one in front of the stove, cooking up a storm during the holidays, or little raven haired kids running around the front yard when I first walked through the house. …don't even start Arizona…that would be years and years away. Enjoy what you have now, which is Callie. All of Callie. I'm pretty sure the realtor had a heart attack when I said that I wanted the house, could pay in cash, and wanted to do it that day. …when I jump…I dive head first.
Along with the house, I acquired around 20 acres of land, on which there are two out houses that I plan to rehab into a stable and maybe a barn. There is a riding pen, the same one I ran Skittles in, along with about 5 acres of forested land. When I saw that this piece of property was for sale, it was like a sign from God himself…and I'm not religious, so for me to get a sign from God, he has to smack me upside the head with a club.
We finally make it back to her car, after cleaning up the mess left over from last night, and head back into town. It's the first time I've ridden while Callie is driving and I've got to say…watching her work that stick shift is a turn on. …not fair. She doesn't even have to try.
My mind starts to wander to what is going to be happening later on today. …you're going to have a tube stuck down your throat, put to sleep, then cut open and have your own flesh and bones being replaced with metal. …yeah, nothing wrong about that at all. Callie sees that I'm a hundred miles away, with my leg bouncing a hundred miles a minute.
She reaches over and places her right hand on top of my bouncing knee. The warmth of her hand on top of my thigh brings me back to her. She gives me a knowing smile.
Trying to get my mind off my surgery…and my growling stomach, she asks "How…how can you afford to pay off a piece of property like that?" In seeing my hesitation, and knowing that she herself is sensitive when it comes to the issue of personal finances she adds "You don't have to tell me, its just that….I, I wouldn't-"
"Wouldn't expect me to have that kind of money lying around? …Yeah." She looks out the window, avoiding eye contact. "I uh…I had a good year. With the prize fund at the end, and all the previous tournament winnings, plus all the sponsors Mark lined up for me….I did pretty well this year." She nods, not wanting to push the sensitive subject. "…and my…well, the farm has actually been turning some profits for the first time in our families' history."
"Really? What changed?" She asks, seriously interested in anything to do with her and her family.
"Umm…when I turned 21 my parents gave me a share in the business. With that I started paying more attention to the overall workings of the farm. I was able to cut wastes and increase efficiency and productivity. So instead of just getting by, like what had been happening for decades, we are actually successful." I say with a proud smile, knowing that I am the reason my family is so much better off than they were ten years ago.
"Wow…so…any plans on what you are going to do with your newly purchased land?"
"Mmmm…I've had some thoughts. I know I want to rehab at least one of those out houses so I can have a stable. Can't leave Skittles out in the rain." I smile at her the turn my gaze back out to the approaching city of Seattle.
…Home.
AN2: Wonder how the surgery goes. That's up next. Leave me some love. Gracias! Danke Schone! Grazie! Merci!
