A/N: This is my first fanfic so please be nice! Reviews are always appreciated :)

Disclaimer: All characters belong to abc and Shonda Rhimes.

Chapter One

She watched in silence as the rain lashed against her window, a single tear falling down her face. She had no idea why she was crying. Normally, she would be ecstatic that she had the house to herself for the weekend; she could watch shows she needed to catch up on, spend hours on tumblr, take a long bath…yet, she felt broken and very alone. As the blonde removed her feet from the top of her desk she looked over to her computer that sat in front of her. A blank word document was opened, the curser blinking as if waiting for her to finally type something down… anything. She took a deep breath and leaned forward placing her fingers on the keyboard, willing herself to start the essay she had been putting off for two weeks.

As Arizona began to type hurriedly her phone started to buzz behind her. With a frustrated grunt the blonde got up to retrieve her phone from her nightstand. As soon as she flipped over her phone to see who the message was from, the blonde couldn't help but smile from ear to ear. She knew it was silly, but whenever she got a message from Callie, no matter how innocent the text was, she lit up.

Arizona met Callie five months ago when Callie started working as a receptionist at the same practice as Arizona. At first, she was very indifferent to the brunette. Callie was 6 years older than the blonde, not to mention she was married and had two kids-with a man. Eventually however, the two girls started to find a friend in one another despite all of their obvious differences; and when their friend Teddy came into the picture at the practice the three were nearly inseparable. Teddy, who also had a family of her own and was the eldest of the group, was the glue to their friendship. It was because of Teddy that Callie and Arizona became so close.

Although Arizona loved having Callie as a best friend, lately she found herself wanting more. Callie was everything Arizona looked for in a woman: smart, funny, flirtatious, genuine, not to mention strikingly beautiful…but Callie was a married woman, who had a family, and Arizona didn't want to get herself into a messy situation so she made all the effort she could to shove those feelings for her to the back of her mind every day.

That didn't stop her from beaming whenever the blonde got a text from Callie though; it always meant that Callie was thinking of her in that moment, which never failed to make Arizona just a little bit smitten.

Pushing her thoughts aside with a shake of her head Arizona clicked the message open.

Are you enjoying the house to yourself? –C

Arizona looked around her dark, cold room and gave a sad smile.

Well if you consider trying and failing to write an essay in a cold house enjoyable, then yes…I can't seem to think straight on an empty stomach :( lol –A

You never think straight. ;) You haven't eaten yet? It's 7 o'clock! –C

The subtle flirtation between them drove Arizona crazy. She knew Callie was straight, but sometimes she wondered if there was more to her suggestive remarks. After all, Callie had been with her husband since high school and she never had a chance to experiment…

I know, but you know I can't cook! Plus there's no more milk…which rules out cereal. :( -A

Well I made some orange chicken and rice…it's pretty good. –C

Arizona suddenly felt nervous. She knew this was leading to an invitation for her to go to Callie's house. The blonde looked at herself in the mirror hoping she looked decent enough to feel comfortable in front of the gorgeous Latina. Luckily she had gone shopping earlier and still had on some make up—she never left the house without it. Just a brush through her hair and a little more mascara and she would be good as new. Satisfied, Arizona looked back down at her phone to type out a reply.

Is that your way of asking me to come over…? –A

You never need an invitation to come over. Come eat, you'll be a good distraction from my crazy family. -C

Arizona placed her phone back on her nightstand and rushed to get herself ready to leave. She could hear her heart thumping wildly in her ears as she anticipated seeing Callie. Once the blonde gathered all of her things, she stopped in front of the mirror again. She was dressed in black yoga pants and a blue long sleeve shirt that matched her eyes perfectly. Arizona slowly nodded her head as she gave herself praise. She looked good; casual and comfortable, but still impressionable…

With one last once-over, the blonde grabbed her scarf and jacket and rushed out the door with an added spring to her step.

XXX

Arizona pulled up to Callie's house and shut off her engine as she once again glanced at herself in the mirror. Nervously tapping her thumb on the steering wheel, she took a deep breath to calm the butterflies in her stomach. Get it together Arizona. She is your best friend. She is not, nor will she ever be more than that. Mentally prepared, Arizona got out of the car and walked to the front door where she rung the doorbell.

The door sprang open and the man she resented stood before her.

"Oh Mark. Uh hi how are you?" Arizona stammered out, trying not to sound disappointed that it wasn't Callie who greeted her.

"Hey Blondie," Mark exclaimed, "Come on in, sorry the kids are a bit hyperactive tonight." Mark stepped aside to let her in as little Gabriel ran towards her and clung to her legs, shrieking with excitement to see her as Isabella bounced on the couch chanting her name. Arizona couldn't help but chuckle and smile broadly at the children. Although she hated that Mark and Callie were married, she had to admit that they had a beautiful family. Both of their kids were unbelievably cute and they were always so thrilled to see Arizona.

"Hey kids!" Arizona said as she scooped up Gabriel in her arms for a tight hug. "Where's your mom at?" The blonde questioned as she looked towards Mark.

"Cal is upstairs lying down, go on up and see her. Are you hungry? We've got some orange chicken left over, and I made brownies." Mark smirked at her, clearly smug with his small triumph of making dessert. With effort, the woman suppressed a crude comment and shook her blonde locks.

"Oh no I'm fine, thank you." Arizona objected. Truth was she was starving, but she wanted to get out of the man's presence and up to Callie as soon as possible. With a forced grin, she turned and started to walk up the stairs to where Callie was.

As soon as she entered the room, Arizona's breathing hitched at the site of the woman before her. Callie was sitting back on her bed looking intently at her phone in her hands. Her dark ravenous hair was hanging loosely around her shoulders which were bare due to her loose fitting off-the-shoulder sweater. Arizona suddenly felt slightly self conscious about her own appearance.

"Hello Calliope" Arizona trilled as she leaned against the door frame. Callie snapped her head up and presented her with a radiant smile.

"Arizona! I was wondering what was taking so long. Come watch some crappy TV with me." Callie motioned for Arizona to sit on the bed with her. The blonde made her way over to the bed and plopped down next to Callie, getting as close as she could get. Just as she sat down, Callie enveloped her in a tight hug. Arizona breathed in Callie's shampoo and felt a slight tingle between her legs at the feeling of the woman's breasts against hers.

When Callie released her, Arizona blushed and attempted to cover up her sudden arousal by looking towards the TV. "So, uh, how has your night been? I'm glad you asked me to come over, my essay was headed nowhere. It's so nice and cozy in here and your bed is super comfortable." The blonde realized she was rambling and stopped herself from saying anything further. Chuckling, Callie looked at Arizona with a raised eyebrow that always made Arizona's heart flutter.

"You're rambling Zona" Callie said as she repositioned herself so that she was no longer sitting, but lying next to Arizona. As the brunette turned on her side to move down further, Arizona glanced over at the cleavage that became visible beneath Callie's shirt. Smirking, the blonde took another peek before moving down to lie next to the Latina.

"I've been feeling a bit lonely today," Callie said, "I'm really glad you came over." The brunette turned her head and smiled at Arizona as she grabbed her hand. The blonde smiled back and gave Callie's hand a gentle squeeze.

"I'm glad I came too." Arizona responded.

The two women lay comfortably next to each other for nearly three hours watching a scary movie on TV. Arizona loved watching scary movies with Callie—the Latina would always jump and cling to the blonde at the scary parts, and the desire that filled Arizona each time was almost overwhelming. But she loved the close connection she felt to the woman beside her and Arizona was glad that Callie was comfortable enough to interact with her like that, even if it made it harder to suppress her feelings for the married woman.

When it finally came time for Arizona to leave, she stood up and looked at the woman before her. Her heart filled with sadness that she was not able to stay and fall asleep in Callie's arms—that she would never be able to sleep in Callie's arms. As if reading her mind, Callie stood up and walked over to Arizona pulling her into a tight hug that lasted a little longer than what was appropriate. When she finally pulled away, the brunette gave Arizona a look that seemed to suggest that she was feeling the same way. Figuring she was probably misinterpreting the look, Arizona shoved the thought to the back of her mind and left with a final goodbye.