Disclaimer: All characters are property of ABC. No copyright infringement intended. I own nothing.
This is AU as well as G!P, I hope you enjoy the journey, so only constructive comments please. Some chapters will have perspectives from both Callie and Arizona but it'll mostly be one view or another.
A/N: Hi everybody! MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS! It's me again, FINALLY...after 6 months! With this chapter we've essentially reached the end of our VERY long Calzona journey. There will be an epilogue to follow...I have enjoyed this process with you guys. Your comments and PMs are always positive and added a level of exciting interaction throughout the story. The interest you all show in my writing never fails to surprise me and I am so very grateful to all of you...and YES, there will be more stories from me in the furture for those that are interested. Now let's get our favorite couple married, shall we?
All typos are my fault so please excuse that. Also, internal thoughts/dialogue are in italics and flashbacks are bold italics. So, in the words of Shonda, trust the journey.
Chapter Forty-Four: I Choose You
Callie POV
6:37am. Wedding day mayhem will begin in less than 2-hours but I can't sleep anymore–not that I did much sleeping to begin with. You would think with all the late partying and sex last night that I would be out cold at this unholy hour. And any other day, I would be but today I'm getting married to Arizona Robbins and I don't want to miss a single moment of what this day has in store.
Snuggling up to her, resting my head on her pillow, I enjoy the absolute stillness while studying her. Letting my eyes slowly caress over the beautiful peaks and valleys of her face, her neck and down into the delicate dip of her collar bone. She's become so much more than that scrawny freshman girl I was too intimidated to even talk to. Hell, there are days when I'm convinced that I'm still an awkward scrawny teen.
"You are so out of my league, Ms. Robbins." I whisper into the silence while gently moving stray hair behind her ear and allowing my thumb to ghost over the smooth curve of her brow. As I lay here I can't help but to mentally go over my vows–the vows that still feel extremely inadequate in expressing the sheer magnitude of what this godsend means to me. Thank god for this woman.
"Mrs. Robbins-Torres"
"Jeez." Blowing out a calming breathing then dropping to lay on my back, I let my eyes close. "How long have you been awake?" Eyes still closed, there's a soft rustling of the sheets before the feeling of skin to skin from ankle to neck reminds me of just how naked we are.
"Long enough to know you were talking crazy." Her voice is like a soft caress against my neck. With no further comment, she snuggles further into me–if that's even possible. And as sweet as this moment is, it's doing nothing to taper down my growing need. Wrapping my arms arounds her slim frame with a kiss to her forehead, I make the mistake of shifting, causing my hardness to firmly rub against her clit. "Calliope." It's more of a desperate whimper than a moan and it only makes me harder. Those delicious pale hips grind into me several times then without warning, she's up straddling my face and my mouth is watering at the sight of how wet she is.
Just as I grip her hips to lean into her delicious wetness, someone starts banging on our door and annoying as that is I can only be glad they didn't burst in.
"Who the hell is it?!" I yell from the bed as Arizona shifts to lay beside me.
"It's Addison." The sound of her voice has me sitting up and reaching for my boxers. Whatever's going on has her rattled and that's never a good sign. "It's Lee...we may have a problem out here." With a quick glance at one another, Arizona and I are instantly out the bed, putting on clothes and running for the door. All thoughts of sex and intimacy giving way to worry and fear of what's going on with my sister. Coming face to face with Addie, I can read the very same emotions. "I'm so sorry, guys. We know it's so early and today is your day but she just doesn't seem to be getting better. Aria, Andy and I, think she should probably go to the hospital–she hasn't been able to keep anything down, has a headache and who knows what else."
Even more eager than before, I all but run to the guest room passing Teddy and Andy along the way. Stepping into the room, it's very clear the Lee feels like shit. She's curled up on the edge of the bed being the little spoon to Aria's big spoon. Her eyes are shut tight as Aria gently rubs her stomach and hums a familiar spanish lullaby.
"Oh, Lee, what's the matter?" I ask while kneeling by the bed and running a hand through her hair. Fuck! She has a fever too? "Talk to me, hermana...you really couldn't let this be my day could you?" There's a collective chuckle but it immediately comes to an end when Leda whimpers.
"LEDA!" Trevor's frantic voice cuts through the apartment followed by the slam of the front door and heavy foot falls.
"Trevor, calm down. She's in here." Arizona says from somewhere behind me–probably meeting him in the hall.
Locking eyes with Aria, we try to give off a confidence that neither of us are truly capable of. We're beyond worried. I can't remember ever seeing Lee this small and vulnerable–and I doubt Aria has either. At the moment, one of the main things circling around my mind is that she was perfectly fine last night during the party and I can only assume she was fine when Trevor left. Was there something we didn't notice. Maybe she wasn't as okay as I thought she was. Maybe- I'm pulled from my doubts by gentle hands guiding me from my spot beside the bed and it's only then that I realize that it's Aria, who had vacated her spot to allow Trevor to pick up his wife. When she's firmly in his arms Addie, Arizona and Aria give her a kiss and whispered words of comfort but I find myself wanting to desperately go to the hospital with them to make sure that everything will be ok. How can I focus on a wedding? But how can I not? Stepping up them, I try to give him a reassuring look then lean in to give her fevered head a kiss before leaning back to tell her what I was just thinking–only to get cut off by her.
"No."
"No? No what? I didn't say anything."
"No, you're not coming with me. You're going to stay here and enjoy every moment of your wedding day." The pained softness of her voice makes me want to cry but also keeps me from fighting against her wishes. "None of you are coming either. So don't even think about it." She says pinning each of us with the best glare she can muster before Trevor starts to make his way to the front door. "And for all that is holy...pleeease don't tell dad...or Colt."
We all reluctantly agree in one way or another as they pass through the door being held open for them and I can't help but walk them to the elevator. A few people get off once it arrives and I know they're here to help everyone get ready for the day.
"Baby girl?"
"Hmmm?"
"I'll be ok...we'll be ok...and I will do whatever I have to so I don't miss your day, so make sure my stuff is at the venue. Now go...get away from this elevator."
With a nod and one last kiss, doing as I was told, I head back to the apartment to be pampered along with the other important women in my life. Stepping into the apartment, breakfast is well under way and it's clear that the chef has become the assitant somehow as Aria frets around the kitchen but it's clear that no one is willing to say anything about it. Doing my best to focus on the events of the day then taking a seat beside Arizona at the dining room table–joining the conversation.
Arizona POV
I'm marrying the love of my life in approximately half an hour. If my dad has it his way the ceremony will start promptly at 3pm. After this morning's stressful start, we all did our best to stay in the spirit of the day and keep Callie from working herself up with worry. We'll have to give the chef some kind of type of gift for being such a good sport with Aria, who was barely maintaining on her own. But luckily, Leda got here about an hour ago and I'm sure Trevor is hovering close by. I know I would be. After breakfast, the morning was in a constant state of activity from family and anyone involved in the bridal parties to massage therapists, photographers and full-blown glam teams. It's what I imagine it feels like to get ready for the Oscars of something.
"You look breath-taking Zona." Stood before me, holding a handsomely dressed Santiago, my mom stares with a look that feels like more than can ever be put into words.
"Thanks mom."
"I'm so proud of the woman you've become and the family that you two have created despite the obstacles along the way." Nodding along, I do my best to not ruin my makeup. There's less than twenty minutes left now and my nerves are starting to show as I take in all the movement of the room.
"It's show time everyone." That would be our wedding planner. Turning to give her a nod, I spot my dad standing tall at the door with a look that's very similar to the one mom just had.
"Honey, you're gorgeous." There's an unfamiliar softness to his voice that makes me blush.
"Thank you, daddy." Pressing a kiss to San's forehead. "Love you baby boy." Shortly after mom exits, Addison and Teddy follow close behind. Soon it's just my dad and I left following.
"You ready?" He asks as we approach the outdoor tent.
"Since high school, dad...I've waited and hoped for this day."
Giving him a smile then checking my off-the-shoulder dress while taking a deep breath. Going down the aisle first, the music plays as Cassie goes first tossing white and pastel pink flower petals; followed by Addison then Teddy, each looking beautiful in their pink dresses. It's almost surreal when it's my turn, I feel as if I'm floating with each step.
It feels like seconds not minutes when the music changes to signal Aria and Leda's descent wearing their own pink dresses and matching Torres smiles. I want a little girl with that smile...Oh my god. Standing sexy as hell on her father's arm, is my bride, in a flawless form fitting white suit and pastel pink heels. She's never been more breathtaking.
Callie POV
Exquisite. She's absolutely exquisite. Looking at her in that stunning off-the-shoulder dress with a dangerously high slit exposing her right leg, this walk seems never-ending. "Don't trip, don't trip." I coach myself because I just know I'm going to trip and fall.
"Relax, mija. You're not going to trip and even if you do, I'm here to catch you." Nodding and swallowing around the lump of emotion in my throat. Leda was right. This moment, this day wouldn't have been right without papi...if only mami were here. Locking eyes on my bride once more, I give her the best smile I've got to give until I'm standing in front of her. I don't think I'm breathing right now. Our eyes are locked and nothing else matters.
It seems like papi had just placed my hand in hers, when the pastor is announcing us married and instructing me to kiss my bride. Our vows were years in the making and extremely heartfelt with promises of patience, understanding, love, growth, family and faithfulness. The whole thing is a blur and surreal but couldn't have been more perfect. So worth the wait. She's worth everything.
Entering the reception tent, we are bombarded with congratulations and well wishes as we head to our table. Once all the required dances have been danced; toasts have been toasted; and dinner has been enjoyed by all, I'm more than ready to get Arizona alone but first I need to check in with Leda. Shifting over a few seats, I get comfortable beside her–following her gaze, I smile as Arizona and Calen dance together beside Colton and Cassie while Aria cradles San in a dance all their own. She's going to be a great mom.
"I'm fine...just like I was fine when you asked a half hour ago; when Aria asked 10-minutes ago; and Andy along with Addison an hour before that...and judging by the look Trevor is giving me from the bar on the other side of this tent, I'll be telling him the same thing." Turning to face her, she's already smiling at me. "I'm ok, I promise. They gave me meds, lots of fluids and every test possible...Relaaax, baby girl. Please?"
"Ok, ok, ok. I'll do my best but you scared the shit out of us today."
"I know and I was scared too...Again, I'm so sorry that your wedding day started with so much drama. I just hope the trip we planned for you guys makes up for it."
"Lee stop apologizing. None of that was your fault, so there's nothing to make up for...Buuuut we are excited about the trip eventhough nobody will tell us where we're going." With a raised brow, I try to encourage her to spill but she just laughs.
"Actually..." Looking down at her watch, then back at me she continues. "it's time for you two beauties to go on said trip."
As if by magic, as soon as the words leave her mouth Arizona and I are being herded out the tent with barely a moment to say goodbye to anyone or kiss our children. Jeez, there are some bossy people around here. I'm glad they at least let us change into more comfortable clothes. In a matter of minutes, we're in the back of our towncar, heading to the airport.
"Fuck Calliope, right there!...ah!...right there!" Thrusting deeper, gripping slim hips, Arizona's walls clench around me. Bringing her right leg up onto the kitchen island, opening her wider, I thrust harder into her wetness. I love how tight she is. "Yes. Yes. Fuck! Yes!...Harder...harder baby." Placing open mouth kisses up her back, then biting down on her pulse point, I push harder into her wetness.
"Fuuuuuck Arizoooona." I'll never get enough of her. Her moans are vibrating off the walls of our private bungalow and getting higher with every meeting of our hips. The smell of her arousal is turning me on and pushing me closer to the edge. "I love how wet you get for me. There's nothing better than you stretching around me." Her breathing has become fast pants mixed with high pitched moans of ecstasy.
"Cal...Callie..deeper. Fuck me harder and deeper." Wrapping blonde hair around my left hand, I pull her head back knowing how much she loves to have her hair pulled in this position as my right hand finds her throbbing hard clit. Her ass is slapping against me with each thrust and the shake of her legs, tell me that I'm hitting her spot just the way she needs me to. "Ahh!...Ah!...Don't stop! Don't you fucking stop!...Pleeeease" My thighs are burning but I'm far from stopping. Releasing her hair then grabbing her right leg off the counter, I swing it around to rest around my waist, bringing us face to face. "FUCK! CALLIOPE! YES!" Kissing her with everything I've got, I grasp her ass thrusting faster into her warmth, enjoying the feel of her walls pulling me deeper. Her mouth hangs open as whimpers, whines and moans flow without inhibition as her hands are lost in my hair. "Yessss...I'm cumming baby. I'm gonna cum...Make me fucking cum!"
"Not yet...You don't cum until I tell you to."
"Calliopeeee! Baby...pleease...I need to cum...please baby." Hearing her desperate plea for release is like electricity in my veins. Pounding her harder, deeper and faster than before, I can feel her about to tip over the edge. "I...I...can't hold it. Baby, I'm gonna cum...Oh! Ah! Ah! Fu...Fu..Fu-"
"Cum for me baby. Give it to me." Mouth wide, eyes squeezed shut, her body locks and her orgasm rips through her. She's shaking and clenching with an intensity that has me cumming with her. "FUUUUCK!" Pushed into her as far as I can, I smash my lips to hers in a sloppy uncoordinated kiss as her center milks everything I have. Picking her up with the smallest bit of energy left in my legs, I guide us back into the bedroom where this initially started. Laying down with her on my chest we fall back into our heated lip-lock. Her body is still shaking and pulsing around my length. Moving to rest her head on my shoulder trying to catch her breath, I drop a gentle kiss to her forehead.
"I love you, wife." I whisper in her ear, earning a breathless chuckle.
"I love you too, wife." Sitting up, drawing a moaning from both of us, she separates us then removes the condom before heading to the bathroom. Coming back, she straddles my stomach and I can't help but want her again when her fingers make contact with my nipples. "This overwater bungalow is amazing and I can't wait to explore Puerto Vallarta while we're here."
"Well you keep doing what you're doing and we won't be exploring anything." I say with a slight thrust so she feels my hardness against her back.
"Oh I plan to explore every inch of that thoroughly. Many, many times during this trip...But there was something I wanted to talk to you about."
"Ok." I wait patiently as she seems to arrange her thoughts.
"This conversation feels so weird considering we have two kids yet we've never actually had this talk before but...I'm not saying I want to right now and San isn't even a year old yet. And I know I said it be a long time and I meant it when I said it but lately...especially earlier at the wedding as your sisters were coming down the aisle, I realized that -"
"Zona...you're rambling. Slow down and tell me what's on your mind."
"I...I want to have another baby. More specifically, I really want a little girl that has that blinding Torres smile."
"Oh...Ok. For the record, I want to have all the children you're willing to give me." Pulling her down, I give her what I hope is a reassuring kiss before letting her go. "Now...what time frame are you thinking?"
"Well...I was thinking that we could start trying in like 6-months or so by the time it actually happens then the baby's born, San will a potty trained 3-year old and Cal will be a 3rd grader. What do you think?"
"I think that sounds perfect but I think we're going to need to alot of practise in order to get us that beautiful girl you're dreaming of. You know so we get it right."
"Hmmm. I think you're right." Reaching back with her right hand, slender fingers wrap around my erection. "And there's no time like the present." Ooooh I love my wife.
Til next time...