A/N – For those of you who were wondering, no this is not a remake any similarities is just a coincidence. Also English is not my first language and I'm sorry about the spelling and grammar mistakes, but I try. I really struggled with this chapter so I hope it turned out okay. Loving all of your reviews and suggestions!

Chapter 3

What does one wear to a movie premiere? After talking to Bailey she informed Arizona that she too needs to dress to impress. Just because the cameras are going to be pointed at Callie it doesn't mean people wouldn't notice if she is underdressed. Arizona settles on wearing a blue knee-length dress. Sure, it is not as fancy as the one Callie is probably going to wear, but the blue plays perfectly off of her blue eyes and shows off her well-toned legs. In Callie's circle wearing the same dress more than once is frowned upon. Meaning it is time to go shopping, even if Callie is dreading going she still needs to look nice.

"I'll call the town car."

"No, we can take my car." Callie grabs her car keys, always being chauffeured around in a town car makes her miss her independence.

"What? No, Bailey told me if you go out in public you have to…"

"Bailey is just a little paranoid, I'm going to be fine. Look I'll even put on a disguise, so people can't recognize me." She zips up a dark blue hoodie pulling the hood over her head and puts on a pair of oversized sunglasses.

"Great now instead of being a famous singer people are going to think you're a bank robber."

-x-x-

Being a celebrity does have its perks and shopping is one of them. Being able to go to high-end stores and picking out whatever you want, plus the VIP treatment to make you feel like a princess. They walk into the most beautiful place with chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, mirrors on the walls, and all of the best modern furniture.

"This is so cool! It's like we are in one of those fancy stores in the movies?"

"What?" Callie looks at her confused, having no idea what she is talking about.

"You know when the ugly duckling gets ready to meet her prince charming. They always go to these types of stores and end up leaving with all those tiny little shopping bags with tissue paper coming out the top of it."

"Did you just call me an ugly duck?"

"No! I didn't mean it like that, you're not ugly you're actually the opposite of ugly. You're beautiful, even more than beautiful I would say." By this point, Arizona is in a full-on ramble mode and doesn't even notice that Callie was being sarcastic.

"Callie!" A young blonde woman walks up to them.

"Hey Izzie, good to see you again." Izzie Stevens stylist to the rich and famous. The go-to expert in a fashion emergency.

"Ma'am, can I get you something to drink while you wait?" The shop assistant asks Arizona while Callie and Izzie go into detail about what type of dress she wants.

"I'll have a glass of water."

"What kind would you like?"

"Um, the wet kind."

"We have, still, sparkling, mineral, coconut, and spring water." Now she is completely confused, they never showed this part in the movies. Suddenly she is glad she didn't ask what kind of tea they have.

Callie sees the confused looked on Arizona's face. It is pretty clear that she is out of her depth. "She'll have the still water and I'll take a mineral water." The woman nods at Callie and goes to collect their order.

Arizona takes a seat on the soft couch in the private dressing room in the back. She is used to shopping as browsing through endless racks of clothes, but apparently, if you pay $8000 for a dress they bring the dresses to you. Izzie starts measuring Callie before bringing out a dress after dress for her to try on. Arizona wasted no time taking advantage of the free snacks. Soon she finds herself on her back tossing grapes in the air and catching them in her mouth, completely content at watching the fashion show going on in front of her. After the perfect dress is chosen it is time for shoes. So many shoes! A girl can die happy here.

"Okay, l think I've got everything I need."

"Callie you have to try this, it's amazing!" She pulls Callie over to one of the silver trays with small little deserts on them.

"I think we should go before you eat this store into bankruptcy." Callie looks outside. "Crap!"

She pulls her sunglasses over her eyes. They exit the store and are immediately surrounded by paparazzi. Keeping her head down, they make their way through the sea of photographers. Arizona quickly places the bags in the car. The photographers attack the car, cameras flashing people yelling out questions. They slowly start moving forward, but the paparazzi are not budging. Finally, when she sees an opportunity Callie bolts out of the parking spot leaving all of them snapping pictures as the car drives off.

The drive home is quiet. Arizona is still trying to calm her nerves, she holds her hands tight in her lap to keep them from shaking. After years of practice, Callie has learned how to handle the photograph hounds. She knows Arizona is most likely freaking out, it's a very scary situation when people put their and your life in danger just for a photo. Maybe they should have taken the town car and her bodyguards.

Arriving back at Callie's house, they find a very pissed off manager waiting for them. Deciding to stay clear of the war zone, Arizona keeps herself busy talking out the bags that Callie just paid a small fortune for.

"Can somebody please tell me why the hell no one ever listens to me?"

"It is no big deal, Bailey."

Bailey and Callie bicker back and forth, they take the argument into the living room. Bailey taking on the role of the overprotective mother and Callie the rebelling teenager.

"You know I do have a driver's license Bailey, I would actually like to use it sometimes." Callie takes out her license to prove her point and puts it down on the coffee table.

"I know, but I am trying to keep you safe!"

"Calliope." Callie freezes mid-argument. Arizona is holding Callie's license reading her name. "Your name is Calliope. Sorry, I didn't mean to pry, but your name is Calliope Iphe..."

"Um… yes, but only my dad ever calls me that." Callie takes her license from Arizona, suddenly very uncomfortable. "I better start getting ready." Callie leaves the room before Arizona can ask any more questions.

"You read her license."

"I'm sorry, it fell off the table. When I picked it up it caught my eye." Bailey gives Arizona her look, saying she doesn't believe her. "Okay fine, I took it off the table."

"Yeah, that's what I thought. I hope you are ready for tonight, I don't need you giving us a bad name."

"I'm ready, I got the dress and everything. I still can't believe her old assistant would give all of this up."

"Callie never took any of her previous assistants, maybe she just needs you to hold her purse. Now if you will excuse me, I still have a lot of calls to make before tonight."

-x-x-

Before the premiere, they are busy getting ready, hair, and makeup people floating in and out of the house. Arizona never realized how long it takes for someone like Callie to get ready to go out in front of the cameras. One of the downstairs guestrooms is turned into a beauty salon, everyone working at the same time to get her ready for the premiere. After Callie's approval, she disappears up to her room to put on her dress.

"Arizona!" Callie calls from her room.

Arizona stops in front of Callie's bedroom, the entire time she has been working for Callie she has never stepped foot in her room. Seeing as she is rarely alone, Arizona figured she would appreciate every bit of privacy she can get. She didn't need Arizona in the one place that is just hers. She knocks on the door.

"Come in!" She slowly opens the door, not sure what to expect.

"Good there you are, can you please help me with the zipper?"

Callie is wearing a beautiful black low cut dress, her hair is in soft flowing curls. The zipper is far enough down for Arizona to see her flawless tanned skin hidden underneath. Arizona carefully pulls the zipper up making extra sure not to touch the singer's skin. She can feel Callie's body heat gliding over her fingers. When the zipper is up Arizona releases a breath, she didn't even know she was holding. Having a crush on your boss is not a smart move.

"Thank you." Callie continues getting ready going into her walk-in closet.

After forcing her eyes off the singer, Arizona looks at her bedroom for the first time. Unlike the rest of the house, this room has a more comfortable and relaxed feel. A big bed standing in the middle of the room, with beautiful black bedding. A large window letting in the moonlight, giving everything a soft glow. An old well used guitar stands next to her bed, within easy reach. Photographs are scattered around the room, not magazine covers but just everyday photos of family and friends. To anyone else, this would be just your average 27-year-olds bedroom. The only indication of her fame is the two Grammy Awards on her shelve. Best New Artist and Favourite Female Artist.

"Wow." Arizona breathes out.

"Oh, yeah they are pretty cool. I'm hoping to add another one this year." Callie sees Arizona looking at the Grammy Awards.

"Don't worry there is no way you're not winning one, your music is amazing."

"You really are a fan aren't you?" Callie watches her in the mirror while she is putting on her jewelry.

"Are you kidding me? I'm probably responsible for 30% of your income last year." This gets a chuckle out of the singer.

"And now I'm the one paying you."

Arizona nervously turns to face the singer. There is something she needs to ask but she is not sure she wants to know the answer. "Bailey told me something earlier I wanted to ask you about."

"Sure."

"Why are you taking me to the premiere when you never took any of your previous assistants?" Avoiding eye contact, the blonde starts smoothing out invisible wrinkles on her dress.

Callie turns her head to look at Arizona. "Because all the others were really crappy assistants, they would do more harm being there than anything else. Besides you seem to be really into this whole celebrity glam life, I just figured you might like it?"

"Yes, thank you." Is all she could say. No, it wasn't the answer she was looking for, but at least that means she is not screwing up. She likes her job.

-x-x-

Arriving at the theatre paparazzi was lining the red carpet, the scared feeling from their run in earlier in the day makes Arizona a little hesitant. Camera flashes going crazy as soon as Callie steps onto the red carpet. Everyone is calling her name trying to get their money shot. Putting on her best photo-ready smile she makes her way slowly down the carpet, completely at ease in front of them. Soon Mark is at her side. The rumors about their relationship have been flying around and with neither one of them denying it, the press is drawing their own conclusions.

"You so owe me for this," Callie whispered so no reporters could hear her.

"I can always pay you in sexual favors?"

"Not in this lifetime."

After a few interviews and signing some autographs for the fans they finally make it inside the theatre. Callie can never get used to people dressing up in their designer suits for a night at the movies. Growing up going to the movies use to mean, jeans and t-shirts followed by as much popcorn as you can eat and a giant soda to help it down. But in Hollywood, it means dressing up, champagne, and 5 star appetizers. Inside the theatre, it is filled with the biggest and the best Hollywood has to offer.

"I never understood the meaning of kid in a candy store until today. Do you know how many times I wished that I could be a fly on these walls?" Arizona is bouncing up and down in excitement, smiling from ear to ear, her dimples on full display.

"I am glad to see you're excited."

"I am super excited! This is better than my birthday and Christmas morning combined!" Callie can see Arizona's mind going a million miles a second taking in every inch of the theatre. Scared her assistant's head might explode, she takes her by her arm and turns her to look at her. Her smile never leaving her face making her blue eyes sparkling.

"Just remember to breathe I don't want you passing out in the middle of the movie. Okay, well my seat is over there. Mark has invited me to the after-party at the hotel across the street, we are going to head over there after the premiere. There is going to bouncers at the door, so just stay close to me and they will let you in." Callie turns to go to her seat. "Oh, and if you think being around all these famous people now is great wait until you see them with a couple of drinks in them."

The theatre is packed full everyone is dying to see the new Shepherd movie. After a speech from the director, he introduces the cast and they each have a few brown-nosing words to say before the movie finally starts. Arizona finds herself looking around at everyone more than at the actual movie. She can't believe she is surrounded by all these famous people.

-x-x-

After the premiere, they go across the street to the after-party. Just like Callie said two huge men are standing outside the door. They try to stop Arizona from entering, but after a quick word from Callie, they let her pass.

"Hey, Blondie." Someone places a hand on Arizona's shoulder.

"Hey, Alex."

"So, how was your first movie premiere?"

"Awesome! So, many famous people in one place, I keep pinching myself to make sure I'm not dreaming." Alex pinches her arm. "Ow!" She rubs her arm while giving a smiling Alex an evil eye. "Speaking of famous people, shouldn't you be over there with the body you are supposed to guard? After our little shopping stunt, I figured Bailey would have you handcuffed to her."

"Nah, we try to give her as much personal space as we can, it can't be fun having people babysitting you every minute of every day. Besides, there are so many bodyguards and security in here nobody would be stupid enough to try something. So, as long as I keep an eye on her she's fine. How about I buy you a drink?"

"It is an open bar?"

"Exactly."

Callie and Mark are talking to Derek about his new movie and the possibility of her getting a role in it. Callie has always been interested in acting, but music is her true love. Now that she has established herself in her music career she is thinking about giving acting a shot. What better way then to start with a Derek Shepherd movie. Because Mark and Derek have been best friends since they were in diapers she is hoping he can put in a good word for her.

"Well, isn't this cozy?" Everyone turns around to see Erica stand there.

"Nice to see you again Erica." Derek greats her oblivious to the tension between the two singers.

"Hey, Mark got any STDs lately?" She knows how to get down to the point.

"Bite me. I need another drink." Mark downs his drink and leaves to go get another one.

"So Callie, I guess you're kind of an actress now too?" She makes sure to emphasize the 'kind of'.

"I need to use the restroom," Callie tells Derek excusing herself from the conversation.

She runs into the restroom, making sure no one was inside she leans over the sink and let her emotions take over. She hasn't seen Erica in two years and now suddenly she is everywhere she looks. Just when her life was getting better she has to show up again.

"Hey." Arizona slips into the bathroom, her heart breaks when she sees the tears running down Callie's cheeks. The Callie she has come to know these last couple of weeks is a badass, for her to be crying something really bad had to happen. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah." Callie tries to hide the tears that just seem to never end.

"It's just, you look upset."

"I'm fine." She turns around and gives Arizona her best fake smile.

"People talk because you're a celebrity people talk… a lot." The only thing Hollywood likes more than their celebrities is to gossip about their celebrities. Word has been going around that after a really bad breakup Callie has all but give up on love. It's hard to imagine Callie having to go through something so horrible to make her lose faith in something as beautiful as love. "I have heard a lot of different stories about you. I try not to pay any attention to gossip but as far as I can see people like you, some of them really like you. Right now might not be the right time but when you're over being upset there will be people lining up for you."

Callie can't help but chuckle at her always very optimistic assistant. "You wanna give me some names?"

"I think you'll know." Arizona's insides are screaming at her to reach out to her. But it's quickly overpowered by her fear of rejection. "Mark has been all over you lately, I think he likes you. Maybe he is your knight in shining armor?" Even if she hates the idea of trying to sell Callie on dating someone else, she does want her to be happy. If that means being with that man, she will just have to be okay with it.

"Mark? He's more like a man-whore in tinfoil." They both laugh knowing very well what a player Mark Sloan can be. "But your right he is a pretty great guy. Even if he's not the right guy for me right now, who knows what will happen down the road." Callie knows deep down that Mark is not the one, he is more of a security blanket to her. "Thank you Arizona, you are a good friend."

Callie hugs her before exiting the restroom. Arizona waits for the door to close before slapping herself against her forehead. "Way to blow it."

After the little Erica incident, the rest of the night was really fun. Arizona spent most of the time staring at the celebrities even talking to a few of them. She found herself looking over at Callie just to make sure she is still okay. She looked genuinely happy smiling and laughing.

-x-x-

Callie comes stumbling down the stairs falling onto the couch closing her eyes to keep out the harsh light. She knew it was a bad idea going last night, she was already sleep-deprived. Add a movie premiere and after-party to that and you get one exhausted singer. This is going to be a very long day.

"Morning Calliope." A very perky blonde sits down on the other end of the couch.

"No, don't call me that."

"Why? Calliope is a beautiful name." Arizona whines.

"It's a horrible name. Try growing up with it and you'll quickly change your mind."

"You know you're talking to someone who is named after a state right?"

"You said you were named after a battleship?" Callie gives her a confused look.

"Try explaining that to a bunch of 5-year-olds, kids can be mean."

Callie closes her eyes leaning her head back down on the back of the couch. "Yes, they are. I was that awkward girl in the back of the class who ate her hair."

"Now you are just making stuff up." Callie shakes her head. "Do you have any pictures?" Arizona jumps on to her knees on the couch. Somehow it is very hard for Arizona to believe someone like Callie was anything but every boy's dream girl.

"No! Don't even think about it. There is no way I'm ever going to show you. The only time I'm taking them out is to burn them." Arizona crosses her arms giving Callie her best pout, making Callie chuckle at the blonde's antics. It amazes Callie how she can lift her mood no matter what else is going on just by a simple look. "Hey, can you get me some coffee I'm going need a lot of coffee if I'm going to survive this day."

"On it boss." Arizona gets off the couch. "I'm going to go to the store to get some more groceries do you need anything?"

"Oh, yes, please. I made a list of things I need. I want to make a nice home-cooked meal tonight, maybe it will get my strength back up." She takes out the grocery list and hands it over to Arizona.

"You cook?" She asks shocked.

"I'm an excellent cook, and I'll let you know you would be lucky to experience my cooking." Arizona just gives her a raised eyebrow. "Fine, you don't believe me? You go buy the ingredients and tonight I'll cook you my famous chicken piccata. Then you can see for yourself, but you have to chop the onions."

Arizona pretends to think about it. "Deal."

-x-x-

Strolling around the grocery store Arizona takes out her phone. Contemplating making a call she has been putting off for weeks now. After a few more seconds, she presses the call button.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Teddy."

"Arizona Robbins as I live and breathe. I was starting to think LA has made you too good to be associated with us anymore?"

"Don't be like Teddy, I'm sorry I haven't been in touch lately. That's actually why I called. Guess what I'm doing right now?"

"I don't want to know, do we need to have the boundaries talk again?"

"No, nothing like that! I'm grocery shopping." Arizona takes a box of donuts since Callie is making dinner the least she can do is bring something sweet.

"Um okay, just so you know it's not that big a deal I do it all the time."

"It is who I'm doing it for that's the big deal." She pauses. "Callie Torres."

"What?! Like the singer Callie Torres?"

"That's the one, I'm her new personal assistant."

"Wow, that's so cool! You have had like the biggest crush on her."

"I know, and she is even nicer in person and hotter." Arizona's mind immediately going back to Callie in that hot black dress at the premiere.

"So, that's why you moved to LA to play house with the rich and famous?"

"You know that's not true."

"Yeah, I know." There are a few seconds of silence. "Arizona you know what happened wasn't your fault right?"

"Can we not talk about that please, I'm actually really happy right now?" Arizona shakes her head trying to clear the images from her mind.

"Okay. Tell me everything! What is she like? "