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Chapter 10: Arizona

Present day

"Callie?" I whispered.

I couldn't believe it, she was standing in front of me, not more than five feet away. So close and yet so far.

I wish I could say that she changed, that she looks different but she still looks like my Callie. The girl I had fallen head over heels for all these years ago. Yes, there were subtle changes but they only made her look hotter. When we first met, she was younger. Now the person who was looking back at me was a woman.

She still had the same chocolate brown eyes that I loved, but she had grown out her hair. Her now long dark hair were cascading down her shoulders and fell somewhere around her mid back. I wanted to run my hand through her hair, kiss her, tell her that I love her and I missed her. The next thing I noticed were her hips, they were a lot curvier than I remembered. Her chest looked a lot fuller.

Oh my god, why am I looking at her chest?

Suddenly, a thought crossed my mind. I hope that she knows about everything that actually happened the night she shot me.

I never killed her father. It was her timing that had broken her trust, not me. I would never do that in a million years.

Suddenly, there was an expression that I couldn't quite make out, it was like she was in pain. I don't want her to be in pain, I want her to be happy because she made me happy. So, I tried closing the gap between us as I stepped closer towards her in the small changing room to hug her, to feel her.

But she put her hand up and shook her head. Now I was in pain, she was rejecting me. Just then I heard footsteps.

"Alright Callie! I see you've already met Blondie" Mark said as he leaned against the door.

I looked at Mark not sure if I was thankful that he broke the silence or mad that Callie and I weren't alone.

I saw Callie looking at him, her expression unreadable. It's so strange I swear I used to be able to read her like a book. "Mark, can you… can you give us a minute?"

"Umm sure, I'll be in my office" Mark replied as he closed the

door behind him.

"You still don't know, do you?" I asked as I put my hand on her waist, hoping that she'd stop and talk to me.

I wanted to tell her everything. She doesn't know what happened that night. When I tried to tell her, she shot me and ran away to New York. But something tells me she won't let me tell her today either.

"Shut up, I don't want to talk to you" she replied as she grabbed my hand that was on her and put it away.

I watched the back of her head as she turned around to face the door. I started panicking, it took me five years to find her, if she left this room right now, I don't know when I'd see her again, or if I'd see her again.

So, I stepped closer towards her hoping to grab her hand and spin her around. But Callie surprised me. She looked the door and turned around to face me.

I watched her as she gently closed the door and put her ear on it. I could smell her shampoo on her hair. Don't get me wrong, I loved Callie's short hair but I always hoped that she'd grow it out. I remember, I'd even asked her once why she liked to keep her hair short, she told me that it was a drunken mistake that she had decided to embrace, but I still wished that she had grown her hair out then, like she has now.

She suddenly turns around and sees me staring at her, I was standing way too close for someone who was no longer her girlfriend.

"Do you mind?" she asked as she took a few steps away from me.

No! Don't move away from me. Suddenly a long strand of hair falls on her face. It takes everything I have not to take her face in my hands and move it away. God! Why does she have this effect on me? I'm a thirty-one-year-old woman not a fifteen-year-old teenager.

"Umm, the long hair suits you," I said. Wait what? Why did I say that?

"Turn around" she said as if she was ordering me to. She can order me all day long if she wants.

"What, why?" I asked as I turned around.

"I need to pat you down. Mark doesn't know about my past and I don't want him to ever find out"

"Callie, you know me. I would never bring a gun to a hospital"

"Do I though?" she does, she knows me better then myself.

But I kept quiet, I didn't what to make her mad, well madder than she already was.

"I can strip if you want me too, I don't mind" I said and lightly pressed my butt on her hips.

I couldn't help it. Callie and I had always been extremely flirty around each other. It just came out of me without even trying.

"Stay still, and I think I told you to shut up," she ordered.

I wanted to flirt, but she was standing way too close to me, I opened my mouth but sadly nothing came out. She started patting me everywhere. She touched my back, my shoulders, my hips and all I could tell myself was to think about anything but the woman who has her hands around you.

She then turned me towards her. Damn it, I couldn't let her see how turned on I was, especially if she was mad. The whole bossy, dominant thing was working for me.

She then patted me on my chest, and thought that I was done. it took everything in me not to moan or pull her closer. I'm pretty sure she felt my nipples hardening under her touch. But then I saw her taking in a deep breath, why did she do that? I saw her hand slowly pull back my shirt away from my chest.

I didn't realize that I had closed my eyes.

When I looked up at her I saw her staring at me or well my chest. So, I looked down, she has pulled my scrub top away from my chest and her fingers were dangerously close to my bullet hole. Something that no one knows about, let alone touched.

Callie was looking at my wound with an emotion I didn't quiet recognize. The wound that she'd given me felt like it was fire. Her hand gently stroked it as I swallowed a lump in my throat that I didn't know was there. She traced it with her fingers making it hard for me to breathe to think.

It was too much, so I picked up her hand and spun her around.

"It's my turn now," I said.

Technically, I don't have to do any searching because Callie is… well I trust her. I don't think she has weapons on her. I don't know how but I just knew.

I tried to keep my touch short and brief, even though I wanted to feel her all over, I had to control myself. She isn't mine anymore and I just had to accept the fact.

That's when I saw her stomach. I couldn't believe it.

She still had that bruise on her.

Six years ago

I was sitting in my study going over a few reports when I heard someone banging the door. I picked up my gun and ran towards the door. I took a deep breath before I opened the door and pointed my gun.

"What are you doing here?" I asked as I saw Callie standing there completely drenched.

It was just yesterday when I tracked her down. She tried to fight me and she was good, but I was better. I told her I loved and that she was to never show her face to me. It was just a game to her. She played me and I let her.

"I'm sorry" she said as tears streamed down her face "I didn't know you were in love with me, I promise that was never my intention"

"I told you Callie, the next time I saw you I'd shoot you" I said, but all my heart wanted to do was to take her into my arms and kiss her.

"So, shoot me! I deserve it" she said as she pulled the gun towards her and placed it on her head before she grabbed my hand and placed it on the gun.

"I…" I tried to form words but I couldn't.

"Arizona, I have never had someone care for me the way you do. Call me selfish, but I can't live in a world where no one does that for me anymore" she said.

Callie had feelings for me, that's why she's here crying, trying to win me back. I dropped my gun away from her and leaned towards her to kiss her. She put both her hands around my head and pulled me into her.

This kiss was better than any other kisses we had shared before. It felt as though she was giving herself to me, like there were no secrets between us.

Oh god! I love her. I deepened the kiss trying to draw her as close to me as possible.

Suddenly I felt Callie shivering as she kissed me back. I broke the kiss looking at her, she was shaking a little. So, I quickly brought her inside and made her sit on my couch before sprinted to my room to grab my towel.

I ran back to her and put the towel around her as I tried my best to dry her. She suddenly stands up and kisses me.

This woman! She's literally dying from cold here and all she wants to do is kiss me. Since she is no longer shivering, I kiss her back and place my hands on her waist.

Suddenly, Callie flinches.

"What happened?" I ask her, but she ignores me and continues kissing me. I touch her waist again and she directs my hand away from her waist, towards her back. This time I didn't ask but I lifted up her shirt to look at what's bothering her, that's when I saw the angry blue green bruise on her stomach.

"Oh my god Callie! Who did-" before I could finish my sentence, I remembered our fight. Oh no! "Is that from yesterday? Did I do that to you?" I asked, but her expression tells me everything.

I did do that to her.

"Callie, I'm so sorry" I said, feeling extremely guilty. She's in pain, she's in pain because of me.

"It's okay Arizona. I hurt you and you hurt me back"

"No, I never meant to hurt you" I said.

She gently takes my face in her hands "Hey, what's done is done. If it takes a punch from you to make me realize that I like you too, I'd happily suffer" she said. I still can't believe I hurt her. "Can I borrow one of your shirts, till this one dries?"

"Yeah" I said as I led her towards my bedroom.

Present day

I still can't believe that she still has that bruise on her. It isn't as prominent as it was then, in fact it's barely visible, but it's still there.

Wait, what was I doing? Yes, I was checking her for hidden objects.

I turned her around by her shoulders as I started checking her head. Actually, I just wanted to run my hands through her hair, she liked it when I did back when we were dating. So, I'm hoping she enjoys it now as well.

"Umh"

She was enjoying it. Well, that's great. Even after all these years I still manage to turn her on. I gently pressed my hands on the base of her head and then made my way towards her ears. She usually went wild when I kissed her there, but I'm not sure about it now.

I waited for her to moan. Callie was very vocal about what she wanted and how she wanted it. But she remained silent. Well, I guess something has changed after all. She suddenly gasped for air.

"I'm done," I replied.

"What? But you didn't check my-"

"Do you want me to?" I asked, when in fact all I wanted to do was to take her in this changing room. I don't know, push her against the wall, drop down on my knees and eat her out and then do it all over again.

But I didn't trust myself. I didn't trust myself when it came to her.

"Callie, I… I don't want to touch you if you don't want me to. So, will I be wrong if I said that I trust you and that you are not hiding anything" my eyes betrayed me as they moved down, I was sure that I could see her nipples straining to feel my touch on her, my hands felt the same way "there"

Her eyes were closed, so I removed my hands from her head making her open her eyes.

I couldn't help myself but my eyes dipped from her face to her chest. I hope she didn't see that. So, I looked back at her, oh no!

She saw me looking at her, there! God Arizona! Have you no control?

"Hey there you are" Teddy said as she entered the room "What are you guys doing here? "

Think Arizona! Think! You can't let Teddy know about anything that went on here.

"I was telling Callie about the case we just worked on" I said as she quickly turned to face me "So the patient is in recovery if you want to go check on him"

"Yes, thank you for telling me Arizona" but her voice clearly told me that she was turned on. I didn't want to think too much about it, but I was sure that if I put my hand in her pants right now, I'd find her to be soaking wet. Just the way I like her.

God Arizona! Stop thinking about sex!

"Oh…kay, we're planning to go to Joe's. Mark and Owen already left" Teddy said as she looked at Callie before turning to face me "Arizona? Callie? You guys coming?"

"Umm, yeah" I replied as Teddy shut the door behind her.

Wait, if I went that meat that Callie wouldn't go and I didn't want to deprive her of a social life especially since she's new here at Seattle Grace. "I won't go to Joe's if that makes you uncomfortable"

"So now you care about me?" Callie challenged as she folded her arms.

"Callie please will you let me just-"

"No, you don't get to justify yourself and for the sake of our

friends, lets just pretend we don't know each other okay?" she replied before she left the room leaving me alone with her thoughts.

I felt like screaming at the top of my lungs! 'I didn't kill your father! You idiot I love you, if you could just give me a chance to explain!' if that meant that she could hear me.

But things were never that easy, were they?

A/N: I know, this chapter was exactly the same as the previous one, but hey! At least you got to know how they started dating.

I'm putting this series on hold for a couple of days because I haven't really figured out the ending. So, I'm going to take some time and brainstorm until I find the ending that fits as the ending that I have in mind sucks. I don't want to let you guys down. Thanks for showing your love for this series and like always, I highly appreciate all the reviews, follows and favorites.

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