Okay. One guest said this story was all over the place. I don't know why someone would even consider reading if they don't like it. Saying this to everyone, especially to those who keeps on leaving bad comments, don't like it, don't read. Stop bringing fanfiction writers down.

Now, back to the awesome people here in Fanfiction (Not you 'guest'!) Here comes another one. I am not a doctor. Just dreaming that I am. So apologies for any medical mistake if ever. ;) Hope everyone is safe!


Groaning, Callie tries to open her eyes. It was quite bright. "Ugh. Robbins?" She called out. Last thing she remembered was Arizona coming home. "Where the hell am I?"

The blonde put down the book that she was reading and walked over to Callie, she sat in the seat bedside the bed. "You passed out last night and-" She reached over to hold the brunette's arm but stopped when she heard the doors opened.

"Torres! I heard you got the pox!" Mark's voice boomed in the room.

"Move aside Sloan. You are annoying the patient." Addison pushed him away. "How are you, what's your temp?" The red head sputtered while Mark watched Arizona sit on the couch by the door.

"I feel-" Callie's eyes bulged out when Addison started to examine her. "What are you doing?"

"I'm looking at your skin lesions." Addison continues, pulling her gown up. Checking her temp. Callie tried to look for help from Mark who just shrugs and snacked on an apple that was on top of the fridge. The brunette then looked at Arizona who was just staring at her, looking worried?

"Looks like we have a lot of doctors in the room." An Italian accent woman walks in wearing a white lab coat over a light blue scrubs. Callie squints her eyes at the doctor. "I'm Dr. Carina De Luca, Let me just go over your case. Calliope Torres, rushed to the ER last night with a temperature of 104, visible skin lesions. Final diagnosis, chicken pox."

She looks familiar. Why does she look familiar?

"Your blood alcohol level was on the roof." The doctor stopped when someone choked. She looked at Mark who was trying not to laugh.

"Its through the roof." Arizona corrected. "Nevermind, yours is better." Callie cleared her throat at Arizona, giving her a loaded look. "Continue."

Now she knows. She's the woman who was hitting on Arizona in the bar. And now she's now her doctor. So great. So fucking great. And she was lying in a hospital bed with pox between her butt cheeks.

The doctor then winked at Arizona who looked away. "We needed to admit you last night for observation, but I'll process your discharge and you can go home later today." She turned to Arizona again and talked. "Bring her back if her temp goes back to 104 or up."

"Okay." Arizona nodded.

"Can I talk to you outside?" The Italian doctor whispered but Callie heard. She has chicken pox but she's not deaf. The blonde just nodded and followed the doctor outside.

Mark was just about to close the door but Callie hissed. "Don't!" She and her friends listened carefully.

"So that was the reason you are busy?" The Italian doctor stepped forward while Arizona steps back.

"Uh?" Arizona backs out again when the doctor reaches for her.

Carina then walks past Arizona and turned to face Arizona's back. "How about this, I'm free next week. I expect a call." The doctor whispered then puts a calling card in Arizona's front pocket in an extremely slow movement. Almost caressing her thighs. When Arizona turns around, the doctor placed a short kiss on Arizona's cheek.

Arizona just looked stunned and did this thing with her hand. She then scratched her head and turned to go back in the room.

"So." Callie raised her eye brow. Arizona responded with a 'hmm' while sitting down at the far end of the couch. Couch in a freaking hospital. Well. Callie was not new to this kind of hospital room, or well, suite. The room was twice the size of a regular room. With a small living area and a dining area near the window.

"Hermanita!" "Mi hija." Callie closed her eyes when she heard Aria and her Mom. They always tend to go over and beyond when she was sick. The Torres women then sat on either side of the bed caressing Callie, who was just trying to pass out again.

Feeling an itch, she reached up to scratch her shoulder but stopped when she noticed the gauze wrapped around her hands.

"Why do I have mittens?" Callie stared at Arizona who was busy reading. Lucia, Aria, Mark and Addison just looked at her too.

Arizona didn't even look at her direction. "Its gauze paws. So you won't scratch and scar." Callie was about to reply when another set of visitors arrived. Aaaaand its her dad. And well, Tim.

"Mi hija." Carlos gave her a peck on the cheek while Tim was just staring at Arizona. "Bad time to get the pox. We have that opening for the new resort. You and Arizona was going to cut the ribbon."

"Papa." Callie grunted.

"Didn't know adults get chicken pox too." Tim smiled while he stands by the foot of the hospital bed.

Everyone turned to Arizona when she spoke up. "Of course they do. Its caused by the Varicella zoster virus. Its actually lethal for adults than kids. Adults are at risk of pneumonia, meningitis or encephalitis." She stated still focused on her book.

"Awww. Our little dimples is such a smarty pants." Tim teased as he sat beside Arizona and squeezed her face. The blonde shot him a look but he didn't stop.


Callie dozed off after eating lunch. Must be the anti-histamine. Mark and Addison stayed to help her when she's finally discharge. Her parents went out to sign the forms so she can finally get out of there. She was waking up when she heard people talking. So, she just kept her eyes close.

"I'm surprised you are here." Tim whispered. Callie was not sure who he was talking to.

"I'm going to go the bathroom." She heard Arizona. Door of the bathroom open, then closed.

"Why wouldn't she be here? In all essence, this is her fiancée." Callie heard Aria speak up from the chair on her side.

"Well, no offense. But its Robbins. Its not like she has a heart or something." Mark mumbled.

"Shut it, Sloan." Alex hissed. Callie heard someone walking towards her, or maybe the window by her bed.

Tim started to talk again. "Dimples is traumatized by hospitals. Because of our Mom. We watched her died in her hospital bed. Much like this. She doesn't like hospitals. She REALLY doesn't like it that we have an on call doctor for her. Didn't even know how she finished degree when she's so afraid of hospitals."

"So her being here is-what?" Aria questioned.

"I honestly don't know. She's stubborn." Tim sniggered.

"Its because its Torres." Alex grumbled. "She even drove her to your place in her car."

"Really? I only rode with her once! And that was when mom gave it to her." Callie was suppressing her smile when she heard Tim pout about it. And how it seems Arizona's attitude was different when its her. She heard the man again. "You let Callie ride the Bentley? I was not even allowed to!"

Callie couldn't take it so she opened her eyes to look at Arizona. "Why are you still here Timothy?" she watch Arizona roll her eyes. "I thought you have a board meeting somewhere in the Caribbean."

"Because my future sister is in the hospital." Tim pouted and sat beside Callie and put his arm around her. Aria just smirked and crossed her arms. She watched Arizona slowly shook her head and went back to reading. "So, Bentley?"

"You are such a child." The blonde murmured.

"I want to know." A husky voice from the bed made the blonde look up. Callie raised her eyebrow.

"Its my car. I get to decide who can ride it or not." Was the snappy response of the blonde.

"Oh, so like your lap?" Tim teased. Callie laughed with everyone in the room when Arizona picked up a blanket in the couch and threw it over herself.


Callie was allowed to go home that afternoon. She was driven by Arizona, in the Bentley, in which the teasing didn't stop. But the blonde ignore her brother and Callie's friends and helped the brunette climb her car.

It was a short drive, but Callie couldn't resist. There were a lot of questions in her head. "So, why was your bar-friend my doctor?"

A lot of questions and that's what came out? Callie!

I don't know!

Her internal musing was broken when Arizona hummed and spoke up. "Bar-friend?"

"My doctor. The Italian sex symbol."

"What?" Arizona laughed a little and turned to the corner where her penthouse is. "Apparently she's an intern in the hospital."

Callie didn't speak until they were in the basement to park the car. She was removing her seat belt when she noticed the blonde quickly get out and get to her side of the door to open it. "What are you doing?" she stared at her, bewildered. Arizona pulled her bag and helped her to get down by guiding her arm and slowly placed her hand on the back of the brunette.

"Robbins. I have the chicken pox, I'm not wounded or a paraplegic." She stated but the blonde ignored her and kept walking to the elevator, held the door and let Callie in first. Arizona walked Callie to her room, helped her sit on the bed, pulled the blankets up and tucked her in.

"I'll be able to move on my own if you remove my mittens."

"If I remove it, you'll scratch. And scar." Arizona muttered while she placed the bag and medicine by the nightstand.

"I don't care. I have pox between my butt cheeks! Scars are hot!" She whined.

"You are already hot." Arizona looked at her intently while sitting down on the bed and raising her hand to touch her forehead. "Drink this, you have a fever again." She handed her a glass of water a couple of pills.


Callie didn't notice that she instantly passed out, but the lack of sunlight was enough to let her know that she's probably asleep for a few hours now. Her head was feeling a little better but she was getting hungry. Hearing voices from the kitchen, she got up and walked outside, 3 people made her stop in her tracks. Two was in the kitchen, one was in the couch.

"How come you had chicken pox when you were a kid and Callie didn't?" Tim asked as he drinks his juice.

"Mama was still pregnant with her when I got it." Aria laughed. "Hola hermanita."

She tried to make herself presentable by running her hand over her hair. "What are you two doing here?" she whispered. "And why is she there?" pointing at the couch.

"We bought you guys some dinner." Aria wiggled the pizza boxes. "She was waiting for you to wake up."

"Yeah okay, but why sleep in the couch?" Callie sat by Aria so she can look at the blonde. Tim was at the edge of the counter.

"Dimples said she won't be able to hear you if she slept in the other room." Tim used his thumb to point at the makeshift room.

"Its just a chicken pox. I'm not dying or anything." Still watching the blonde intently.

"You make her more human." Tim stated.

"What?" Callie broke her gaze from the sleeping blonde and looked at the man.

Tim smiled and wiped his face. He looked at Aria then Callie. "I didn't take this deal lightly. The merger. Your father."

Aria laughed. "What do you mean?"

"I pieced the puzzle together. The deal, it wasn't for the company. Its for Arizona." The Torres' sister just stared at him with eyebrows raised. "It is beneficial to our company, but it was for her."

"I still don't understand." Aria looked at him, Tim placed his hand over Aria's thigh which didn't go unnoticed.

"It was you. The girl that Dimples was always gushing about a few years back. And I am sorry was not able to meet you then. You being around her made her human. Like the little girl in pigtails that hugs me every time I see her. And I was so happy that she's happy, growing. Continued her studies seriously to be a doctor. Then suddenly, she went back to that stubborn, little head ache."

Callie smirked a little while Aria pats his shoulder.

Tim stared at Aria and continued. "Then I met you, and your father. All those time when the two of you told me stories about Callie, it was so familiar. I kept tabs on my sister. I kind of figured out it was you."

"I'm not sure that's-" Callie didn't finish her thought when Tim spoke up.

"Wake her up."

"What?"

"Wake her up. I'm sure by now you know that she can be a grump and hates to be woken up."

"And that will prove what?" Aria stepped in.

"Just wake her up."

Callie rolled her eyes and stood up. In the effort to prove Tim wrong.

Arizona don't like me. She can get anyone. The Italian sex symbol!

But then, she does things when she least expect it.

This is stupid. Just wake her up and prove him wrong!

Walking towards the couch where the blonde is all bundled up in a blanket. My god. She looks so cute. and innocent. And her lips is- Stop it!

She pats the blonde lightly on the shoulders. "Robbins." She whispered. Trying again, she shook the blonde. "Robbins. Wake up." The blonde responded by grunting and waved her hand.

Squinting her eyes a bit. Annoyed by a lot of things, she pulled the blanket from Arizona which made the blonde fall over, grabbing the only thing she can, the pillow. Arizona was now sitting on the floor, hugging the pillow, completely unaware of her surroundings.

Arizona glanced up a bit and saw Callie looking at her. "Uh, what?"

"Wake up and eat dinner." Callie walked back to the counter and sat while Tim and Aria watched as Arizona stood up, threw the pillow somewhere. The brunette cleared her throat and looked at the blonde. Arizona sighed and scratched her head. Picking up the pillow and emphasizing fixing it on the couch. She gestured towards it. As if saying, happy?

Callie smiled at her. For a lot of things. She didn't prove Tim wrong. She didn't want him to be wrong. She squinted her eyes at Tim and Aria who was hiding their grins.

"What are you still doing here Timothy?" Arizona grumbled. "I thought you were just leaving the pizza?"

"Aria wanted to check up on her sister. To see if she was well taken care of." Tim smirked.

"I can take her off your hands." Aria joined in. "She might need extra attention, she was always needy when she was sick when we were younger."

"I can take care of her." Arizona stated.

"She asks for different kind of food, depending on her mood." Aria insisted. Arizona missed the teasing tone.

"I will take care of her." Was the answer of Arizona.

Callie's eyes went back and forth from her sister to Arizona. "Her is here, and she can hear you two. And I can take care of myself."

"No you can't." "You are needy." Was the answer of Arizona and her sister.

"I can take care of myself." Callie stood up in protest. She watched Arizona walked towards the fridge and grab a bottle of water, place it in front of Callie.

"If you can open that, then okay. You can take care of yourself."

"Remove my gauze paws." Callie raised her hands.

"No."

"Ugh! Fine!" Callie tried to open the bottle. With her hands (still in gauze), with her hands and thighs, with her mouth.

Aria and Tim couldn't stop laughing now.

"Go sit, I'll cut your pizza for you." Arizona opened the bottle and gave it to Callie. Hearing a phone ring, Arizona left the room.

"See?" Tim smirked while he cleaned up his and Aria's plate. "We'll go now." The two of them walked towards the elevator, the man slipped his hand to stop the elevator doors to close. "Oh, and Callie. She doesn't like eating alone. She always eats alone. She hates it. I'm trying my best to be there for her. Situation just get in the way."

Callie nodded. "And Aria doesn't like olives and sharing. In all things." She smiled. Insinuating about Tim's current status.

"What?!" Aria sputtered.

"Its obvious." Callie laughed lightly. "I don't want to beat the crap out of you, Tim. You're a nice guy and a great brother. You two need fix whatever you need to." She pulled him so she can kiss his cheeks that made Tim blush.

"Hermanita, you just told him I don't like sharing!" Aria pouted.

They all turned when they heard Arizona. "Addison called, she wanted to check up on you." Arizona's face was contorted in confusion.

"We're leaving, Dimples." Tim raised his arms up for a hug.

Arizona shook her head and leaned in. "Bye Timmy." Her brother hugged her, tightly.

Callie was facing Arizona's back while Tim smiled at him wildly. "I told you. I was right." The brunette smiled back.

The blonde detached from her brother and asked. "About what?"

"Nothing little sister. I'll see you soon." Tim grabbed a handful of lollipops and hand it over.


After Tim and Aria left, the two went back to the kitchen. Callie watched Arizona as she cuts up the pizza, fed her, take care of her, literally. During the period of the two of them having dinner, the brunette tried to convince Arizona to take off the gauze of her hands but to no avail. The blonde was seriously stubborn.

"You still have a little fever. You should sleep." Arizona said while cleaning up.

"But I'm itchyyyyyyyy." Callie whines.

"Take the anti-histamine and there's some calamine cream I can put on all over your skin."

With that, Callie's eye brow flew up.

"In-in parts of your body you want my hands on. I mean you'll allow me to put the cream on." Arizona rambled.

Oh dear god. Of course she wants Arizona's hands all over her. But she was not going to admit that!

"Fine. Get the cream." Callie said with a hmmpf.

Arizona went to the room and grabbed the cream, she raised Callie's shirt a bit. Sure there were spots, but dear lord. She always admired the brunette's body.

Ever so slowly, she rubbed the cream over Callie's back.

"Oh god. That feels so good." Callie moaned. And moaned again as Arizona rubs her back, her arms, down to her legs.

How can anyone make lightly scratching sexy?!

Arizona can feel her whole body tingle. She bit her lips and tried to control her libido. "All done. Now go sleep."

Callie turned to face Arizona in a pout. "But I'm still so itchyyyyy."

"I'm not taking your gauze off. Think of another way to distract yourself from it." Arizona walked from her to sink to wash her hands when Callie followed her. "What?" She dried her hands when Callie grabbed one and pulled her. "Torres what-"

The brunette ignored her and pulled her towards the bedroom. "You wouldn't take the gauze off, so just shush and stay where I put you." She made Arizona sit down on the bed and lightly pushed her to lie down. Callie went to the other side and pulled the blonde's arm towards her. They are basically cuddling. Robbins and cuddling, two words that don't go together, but for Callie, it does.

Callie's back was molded into Arizona's front. The blonde's left arm was under the brunette's neck, reaching for Callie's left arm. Arizona's right hand was over Callie's right hand near her heart. Legs tangled together.

She grinned as she wiggled closer to Arizona. "This way, you don't have to sleep on the couch so you can hear me if I need anything. I'm much more comfortable than that couch." She can feel Arizona shaking her head.

Drifting into dreamland, she felt warm lips pressed over the nape of her neck. "Good night, Calliope."

It felt like a dream, but she knew it was not. Because she turned her head and her body slightly and felt those same lips on her cheeks.