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Chapter 2

Arizona drops her phone on her bed as she starts jumping up and down doing a little happy dance. She is going to be Callie Torres's personal assistant, thee Callie Torres, the amazing, hot Callie Torres! Ever since she saw her wearing that red dress at the Grammy Awards, Arizona has had the biggest crush on the singer. After she heard about the job opening she jumped at the chance, even if she just got to meet the gorgeous singer she would have been a very happy woman.

After finishing her happy dance she walks over to the mirror to inspect the damage to her cheek. Reading upside down sounded like a good idea at the time. She just didn't plan on getting a call from her idol, her brain freezing and causing her to get hit on the cheek by the falling book. Then it suddenly occurs to her. "What am I going to wear?" She asks herself as she runs off to find a suitable outfit for her first day at her new job.

-x-x-

At exactly 07:30 there is a knock on Callie's door. She opens it to find the blonde with a huge smile on her face.

"Morning boss!" Callie steps aside to let the very excited Arizona in. Bailey is busy in the living room organizing a bunch of papers when she sees the blonde enter the living room.

"Finally, now that you have an assistant I no longer have to do it. Besides you only pay me to be your manager." She walks over to Arizona and places a paper in her hands. "Here this is her schedule, make sure she sticks to it, or else you have to answer to me!" Arizona swallows nervously. "Over there is her fan mail I need you to sort them. Also, her fridge is almost empty so she is going to want to order food which is fatty, greasy, and nasty. So, you need to go shopping." Callie rolls her eyes at her manager. "All organic none of this artificially enhanced crap, she is going on tour soon so she needs to be healthy. You got all of that blondie?" Arizona can only nod her head feeling even more intimidated by the short woman now than at her interview. "Good, now if you two will excuse me I have managing stuff to do." Bailey leaves the two women standing in the living room.

"Is she always that intense?"

"Yeah pretty much, that's why they call her the Nazi. But she is the best there is. Come let me show you around." Arizona places her stuff on the floor and follows Callie through the huge house. Arizona's eyes almost fall out of the head as she takes in the beautiful house. Everything top of the line, and carefully placed by an interior designer. The house has an… edgy feel to it.

"That's my home."

"Wow, it amazing! I can't believe you get to wake up here every day."

"It looks a lot grander than it is, and truth be told sometimes it can get pretty lonely." Callie is not sure why she revealed that piece of information only knowing the woman a few minutes but she feels some sort of comfort having her around.

"Maybe it just needs another moving body?" They both stand there awkwardly not knowing what to say next.

"Well, I'll let you get going with this and I'm going to go get ready." Callie disappears up to her room.

-x-x-

They climb into the town car, Arizona sliding in next to Callie, she instantly sees the big smile on the blonde's face.

"What?" Seeing Callie giving her a confused look.

"You excited about meeting the band?"

"I can't wait to see you guys perform together! But I thought you would need to have bodyguards with you at all times?"

"I do have bodyguards, but I only use them when I have to go out into public. You are probably going to see them at rehearsals today, Bailey likes to keep a close eye on me."

"Do they have like guns and stuff?" Callie starts to chuckle at the perky blonde.

"No, I don't think so. They are bodyguards, not the Secret Service." She sees her face drop in disappointment. "You are way too excited about this. I'm just a normal person who happens to sings for a living, it's not that big a deal."

"Boo, you're no fun!" She crosses her arms across her chest and pouts.

Callie browses through her emails as she smiles thinking about how adorable the blonde looks pouting. Arizona pulls out her phone's organizer to go over everything she has to do for the day. Callie's eyes fall on the phone's cover in her hands.

"Pink butterflies?"

"What? I like butterflies."

"Of course you do."

When they arrive at rehearsals just before they reach the door Callie realizes she left her phone in the limo. "Oh, shoot! My phone is in the car will you grab it for me?"

"Of course boss." She jumps around and walks back to the limo while Callie continues inside.

Callie is warming up with the rest of the band when Arizona comes flying through the doors. In a split second two large men have her pinned to the wall.

"Hey what the hell?!"

"Karev, Avery no let her go! She's my new assistant!"

Callie protests as soon as Arizona is slammed against the wall. They look at Callie and then back at Arizona and slowly release her. As soon as she is free she slaps each of them on the shoulder. Cristina is laughing her ass off at the scene in front of them, while the other just stands there shocked.

"Everyone this is Arizona Robbins, my new assistant. Arizona this is my band." She introduces her to everyone in the band including her two backup singers Lexie Grey and April Kepner. "And you have already met my two over-eager bodyguards Alex Karev and Jackson Avery." Arizona gives them each a glare.

After the little incident, the rest of the rehearsal went smoothly. Arizona getting to experience a live performance from her favorite singer, she couldn't help but clap after each song.

-x-x-

Back at Callie's house, she sees Arizona examining the rip on her sleeve that happened when her bodyguards attack her. Arizona can't believe she spends four hours picking out the perfect outfit and now it's ripped.

"You still think you my bodyguards should have guns?"

"No way, not if they're that jumpy." Arizona falls on the couch next to Callie. "So, what's next boss?"

"Well, tomorrow I have a workout scheduled with my personal trainer at 07:30 and then I have to be at the studio at 11:00 they want me to record this song to help raise money for charity but first we need to write the actual song."

"That's pretty cool."

"Oh, then we have rehearsals the rest of the day."

"Okay, then I'll see you tomorrow at 07:30."

"You really don't have to be here so early."

"Don't be silly, if you work I work."

Callie spots something, a bruise on the blonde's cheek. "Hey, what happens to cheek did one of those two buffoons hurt you?"

Arizona's hand shoots up to her cheek. "Oh no, they didn't hurt me. This? I um, I sort of hit myself… in the face… with a book." She can feel her bruised cheek turn red. Callie gives her a confused look. "I was reading a book and then um, you called me to tell me I got the job and I sort of dropped the book." A light bulb goes off in the singer's head remembering their phone conversation and she can't help the laugh bubbling out of her.

-x-x-

The next morning comes too soon for the singer. For someone who loves her sleep, the morning is the worst time of day especially if she has to get up to workout. True to the blonde's word she is there bright and early, with grocery bags full of healthy food as ordered. Callie is very impressed by Arizona's total commitment to her new job.

Arizona follows Callie to the singer's personal gym. Already waiting there is her personal trainer Shane Ross. Arizona makes herself busy going through fan mail that never seems to let up. Her eye catches Callie stretching in front of the wall high mirrors. She couldn't help her eyes from scanning over the singer's body, her pink tank top playing perfectly of her tanned skin, and her black tights hugging her lower body in all the right places. When she turns her gaze back to her silky hair she sees brown eyes looking at her in the mirror. Busted! Quickly looking down at the papers in her lap pretending to be busy. Callie just smiled as her assistant turns a bright red. Callie is used to guys checking her out, but Arizona doing it is an interesting turn. Maybe there is more to the blonde then she expected.

Callie's work out was exhausting like always, Shane is pushing her harder than ever with the tour edging closer and closer. A couple of times she caught the blonde looking at her. For some reason it didn't bother her, seeing her assistant watching her even made her want to show off a little bit, which made her work harder in return. Maybe if Arizona is here every morning she would be ready for the tour in no time.

-x-x-

It has been two weeks since Arizona started to work for Callie and so far everything is going great. The blonde is quickly becoming a good friend and confidant to Callie. She finds it easy to talk to her and she never once felt like she was judging her. Unlike most of her other so-called "friends". She is also incredibly organized and is always a few steps ahead making sure everything is on schedule.

The town car stops at the studio where Callie has been busy writing the new song. Today they will finally be able to record it, she just hopes they can raise a decent amount for such a worthy cause. Walking into the large building Arizona's eyes scan the gold records covering the walls of the hallway.

"Richard." Callie gives the studio head a firm handshake.

"Callie Torres my favorite artist. So, glad to hear the song is ready to be recorded. Thank you again for doing this."

"Anything for a good cause, so where do you want me?"

"We are just wrapping up with another artist then it's all yours."

"Another artist, who?"

Just then the door swings open and out steps the one the only She-Devil. The only person who can make Callie's blood run cold. Her heartless blue eyes have been the star of her nightmares for months and now seeing them in person again it brings out all her feelings of hate, anger, and most of all hurt.

"Callie, what a surprise to see you here?"

"Erica." The name tasted like battery acid on her lips.

"I'm going to get everything set up for you in the booth." Richard excuses himself from the conversation.

"And who's this, your new flavor of the month? I thought Sloan was your little lap dog?"

Calm down Callie, she's just trying to get you all worked up. She keeps telling herself before she strangles the woman right here and now. She's sure the press will love that.

"Erica this is my new assistant Arizona Robbins."

Arizona reaches out her hand with a big smile on her face making her dimples pop. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Arizona? Were all the other states already taken?" Arizona's smile instantly falls and her jaw clenches.

"Funny, but you see I am actually named after a battleship. Which I think is pretty badass." Taking a step closer to the blonde singer she looks straight into her icy blue eyes.

"You think being named after a boat makes you badass?"

"Yes, and the fact that I grew up with the name Arizona. I had to learn to play dirty on the playground. Plus being the daughter of a Marine I was taught never to back down from a fight."

Erica looks her up and down not sure what to say to the blonde. Callie starts to feel a sense of pride in her perky assistant who is not afraid to take on her nemesis. Erica just gives her a wicked grin and shoulder checks her on her way out.

"Well, she's lovely," Arizona says sarcastically as she watches the blonde disappear down the hall. Callie puts her arm around Arizona's shoulder.

"Remind me to give you a raise U.S.S. Arizona, I have a feeling you and I are going to be great friends."

When entering the small room Callie is quickly working through her warmups before she enters the recording booth while Arizona hangs back with the rest of the sound guys.

"Whenever you're ready Callie." She takes her seat on the stool with her guitar. A quick readjustment of her microphone before her fingers start to float across the strings and a beautiful melody fills the sound booth. Her angelic voice soon follows.

Arizona can't help the huge smile that crosses her face being able to see her idol like this. It almost feels like she is singing just for her. Seeing her now alone with just a guitar she looks absolutely breathtaking. Without the band, backup singers, and the lights. This right now is sending a chill down her spine, this is the Callie Torres that makes her heart skip a beat. Arizona mentally slaps herself. You can't be thinking like that she's your boss, she's a famous singer she can have whoever she wants. Maybe I'm just under some sort of spell from meeting my celebrity crush that is causing the butterflies in my stomach. Please be that!

After finishing at the recording studio they head back to Callie's house. The sound of wheels rolling down Callie's foyer makes her look around when she sees the blonde in wheelie shoes.

"If you get scuff marks on my floors I will kill you."

"I'm not going to hurt your precious floor."

"Why on earth do you have wheels on your shoes?"

"Oh, come on its fun! Also, I am able to move around faster to help keep everything running on track." She says, doing a little spin on her wheels in front of Callie.

"You're such a dork."

"I'm not! I'm… innovative."

The ringing of Callie's phone interrupts their little banter.

"Bailey, what's up? Seriously? Do I have to I'd rather… okay fine. Bye," She drops the phone on the coffee table letting out a sigh. "I have to go to this stupid movie premier tomorrow night."

"A movie premiere that's so awesome! Is it a big movie? Will there be a lot of famous people? It's a movie premiere, of course, there will be a lot of famous people. Are you going to walk on the red carpet?"

Callie looks over to the rambling blonde next to her, sometimes she wonders if she really should be leaving all these responsibilities in the hands of someone who still a kid at heart. Maybe that's what makes Arizona so great that she is still able to see the wonder in the smallest little things that she has learned to take for granted. Not to mention how adorable she looks when she is rambling.

"Arizona, you're my assistant." Arizona just gives her a confused look. "That means you're also going." A huge dimple smile spreads across her face.

"Really? I-I get to go?"

"Yes, where I go you go." The next second the blonde has her arms wrapped around the singer in a big hug. At first, Callie isn't sure what to do but before she could even think about it the blonde let her go and was off the couch and busy starting to plan everything that needs to happen before the premier.