A/N – Sorry for the long wait, my classes started this week so I'm a little busy. This one is a little longer. Thanks for all the great reviews! Enjoy!

Chapter 5

To say Callie was surprised to see her sister waiting to board her tour bus is the understatement of the year. She and her sister were never the best of friends, they prefer to have a thousand miles separating them. So, when she arrived suitcase in hand Callie's spidey senses started to tingle, something happened to send her sister running to her.

-x-x-

They arrive in Las Vegas everyone buzzing with anticipation. The bright lights, the sound of shine machines spinning away ready to change someone's life. When the bus stops in front of the hotel everyone peels out of the bus and invades the hotel. Everyone going their own way getting ready for a night in Sin City. Arizona checks everyone in and Callie sneaks into her room before anyone can recognize her. With her concert tomorrow night fans are like bloodhounds trying to sniff out the singer. Because Aria decided to join their little party at the last minute Callie is forced to share a room with her sister. Luckily Aria would rather spend her father's money than spend the evening in a stuffy hotel room.

Callie is talking to her very angry father on the phone while Arizona keeps herself busy going over the schedule for the next three days.

"No, I don't know why she is here. She doesn't want to tell me. I have no idea how long she is planning on staying. I can't just kick her off the bus! No! I don't need you and mom to come to get her. I-I'll figure something out. Yes, I promise. Love you too."

Callie falls flat on her stomach on her bed, burying her head in her pillows. She feels the bed dip next to her but she doesn't move.

"What did your dad say?" All Arizona gets back is a muffled answer. "I'm going to need some more consonants here boss."

Callie lifts her head from the pillows and looks at Arizona. "They don't know why she is here either. She just packed her bags and left, without saying a word to anyone."

"So, she is staying?"

"I guess, I don't know. We don't have the greatest relationship, we don't do the whole heart to heart sister talks."

"It can't be that bad, she came to you?" Arizona tries.

"Probably. Aria thinks the entire world owes her something, especially me. She is never afraid to use my name to get her what she wants. She is the one who always craved the limelight, the adoring fans, people at her command. I just wanted to sing, the rest, this…" Callie points to a very expensive hotel room around her. "…was just part of the package. Ugh, I don't need this kind of drama in my life right now." Callie pulls the pillow over her head.

"What are you going to do?" Arizona asks concerned as she lifts the pillow off of the singer's face.

"I'll just tell her she can stay but if she starts making trouble she's gone." They sit in silence for a few moments.

"Oh, hey you wanted to tell me something earlier before the whole Aria thing," Arizona asks as she remembers their brief conversation on the bus.

Not really feeling like right now is the best time for that conversation. "Yeah right, I just wanted to ask you if everything has been organized for the meet and greet tomorrow?"

"Oh," Arizona replies disappointed "Yes, I finalized everything yesterday." Arizona can sense that is not really what she wanted to talk about but decides not to push it. "I know what you need, a little pick me up." Arizona goes to the minibar and takes out a few bottles of liquor.

-x-x-

After a couple of bottles of tinny alcohol, both women are feeling more relaxed as they sit on the couch watching some game show. They indulge in easy conversation as they just enjoy each other's company and eating some seriously overpriced Chinese food.

"So, where did you live before you moved to LA?" Callie realized that Arizona knows everything about her and she knows almost nothing about the blonde.

"Seattle," Arizona says between bites of her Chinese food.

"Seattle, that's nice. I always liked Seattle I just don't think I can handle all the rain. I'm a Miami girl I like my sunshine."

"I love the rain." Callie turns so she can face the blonde. Callie nods telling her to continue. "There is just something magical about the rain. The soft sound of the rain falling on the roof, the little patterns created by raindrops running down the window and that refreshed smell filling your lungs." Callie sees the sparkle in Arizona's eyes.

"All of that just makes me want to pee." This gets a chuckle out of both of them. "If you liked it there so much why did you leave?" Arizona drops her gaze from the singer's, putting the unfinished take outbox on the table suddenly not feeling hungry anymore. Callie sees she has hit a tender subject. "I'm sorry you don't have to tell me. I just wanted to get to know you better, your story."

"Some stories are better left untold." Arizona states playing with the couch cushion.

"I get it, I have a few stories of my own. Just know when you're ever ready to tell your story I'll be ready to listen." Callie places her hand on the one Arizona has on the couch making her stop fidgeting.

"Thank you, Calliope, maybe someday." They sit in silence, Callie not removing her hand from the blonde. The warmth of Callie's skin is lighting her senses on fire. She decides to get out while she still can. "Hey, do you want to go down to the casino and try your luck on a few games of poker?" Arizona gets up from the couch to stand in front of Callie trying to put a little distance between them.

"Sounds fun but I can't."

"Why not?" Arizona whines.

"Because of my face. Yeah, I tried it last year it took security about thirty minutes to pull me away from the crowd." Callie scrunches up her face just as she remembers the ordeal.

"Okay, no public places." Callie nods. Arizona thinks for a moment. "I have an idea!" She runs out of the room and comes back a minute later with a few decks of cards. "If we can't go to the casino, the casino will come to us." Arizona starts shuffling the cards.

"Okay, but are we going to play with we don't have any chips?"

"How about Truth Poker? The winner gets to ask the loser any question and they have to answer truthfully."

Callie thinks about it, figuring this is a great way to learn some juicy details about her assistant. "Hmm okay fine."

They sit on the floor, the coffee table being turned into the poker table. They play a few rounds the most being won by the blonde. "Yes! I win again." Arizona does a little happy dance.

"Seriously, I thought Lexie was the shark with her photographic memory? Fine, ask your question."

There has been something she has been wanting to ask for a while now, but not sure how to bring it up. Especially after their conversation in the bathroom at the premiere. "What is your relationship with Mark Sloan, are you two a couple?"

"No," Callie answers confidently. "Mark is one of my best friends and he needed my help with something, but no we are not a couple." Arizona can't stop the smile forming on her lips, she starts to shuffle the deck again. Something catches Callie's eye, a little piece of white sticking out of the blonde's sleeve. "What's that?"

"What's what?" Arizona asks as she is dealing with the cards.

"Arizona Robbins do you have an ace up your sleeve?"

Arizona grabs her arm to hide the evidence. "No."

"You totally do, you little cheater!"

Arizona bolts from the floor with the singer closely behind her. Callie chases the blonde around while squeals fall from Arizona's mouth. She catches up to Arizona just as she steps onto the bed. Callie grabs her legs making the blonde fall on her stomach. She turns on her back to get away but the singer pins her legs down with her own. Callie tries to get the card while Arizona is franticly trying to stop her. Callie pulls out the card, holding it in the air.

"I knew it!"

Using this distraction to her advantage Arizona flips them in one quick move. The singer's eyes go wide in shock. Arizona tries to get the card back but her arms are just a little too short to take it from the singer's hand stretched out behind her head. Arizona looks down seeing those beautiful brown eyes looking up at her. Their laughter starts to die down. It would be so easy to close the small distance between them. Chests rise and fall trying to get racing hearts back down. Time seems to stop and all the blonde can focus on is the woman underneath her, that's when Callie finds the ticklish spot of Arizona's sides. The blonde starts to squirm trying to getaway.

"Callie… no…stop…please…Callie!" She gets out between giggles.

Trapped in their own little bubble they don't even hear the room door open and close. "Seriously, you two can at least put a sock on the doorknob or something."

Arizona is off the bed in one swift movement. "Oh relax Aria, we are just having a little fun." Callie curses her sister for impeccable timing.

"That's what I'm afraid of." Aria has to duck before a flying pillow hits her in the face.

"Hey, when you two are done with… whatever it is you are doing, I suggest you get downstairs and fast."

"Why?" Callie asks concerned.

"The last thing I saw was your backup singer with the squeaky voice being held back by security after she punched someone."

"What?!" Both Arizona and Callie ask at the same time.

"I'll go downstairs and sort this out." Arizona is already getting her jacket ready to leave.

"I'm coming with you."

"You can't remember. Besides you need your sleep, you have a concert tomorrow. Don't worry Bailey taught me well, I can handle this."

"Thank you, Arizona." Arizona just nods before leaving the room

"So, what exactly were you two doing?" Aria asks as she turns to her sister.

"Come off it Aria."

"Well I have to admit you have great taste, she's hot."

Callie gives her a warning look. "Don't."

Aria just raises her hands in surrender.

Callie lays awake in her bed, the neon lights outside casting a glow in her room. She knows that she needs her sleep if she wants to give a decent performance tomorrow night but all she can do is stare at the card. The card that Arizona had hidden up her sleeve, the card that made Callie chase Arizona around her hotel room, the card that brought them so close together that she could feel her warm breath on her skin. How is she supposed to sleep when that's all she can think about it?

-x-x-

Callie can feel the sunlight coming in through her hotel room window, pulling her from her sleep. She curls hers around the soft covers trying to fight off the day. After she finally fell asleep, the last thing she wants is to wake up.

"Wake up superstar." Someone whispers, but the voice brings her out of her haze. Callie opens her eyes to find a perky blonde looking at her. Not sure if this is real or a very nice dream. Waking up to see those blue eyes is the best way to start your day.

"Arizona? What are you doing here?"

"Happy first concert day!" She says exited.

"What?"

"Today is the first concert of the tour so I decided to order you some yummy breakfast to help start your big day. Also, I have arranged a full body massage for you so you will be all relaxed for your concert tonight. So, eat up you have a busy day."

Arizona grabs a waffle from the food cart before disappearing just as fast as she appeared.

"Is she part fairy or something? Because nobody is supposed to be this perky in the morning." A cranky half-asleep Aria asks.

"It wouldn't surprise me." Aria reaches for the cup of coffee on the cart. "Hey, no! That coffee is mine. I'm going to need it." Callie quickly takes the cup.

-x-x-

Its early rehearsal to make sure everything is perfect before going live tonight. The crew is hard at work doing final touches to the stage. Callie walks on stage finding her band looking more like Night of the Living Dead. Despite her band's rocky start they soon get into their old groove. Callie looks out into the empty seats and finds the blonde sitting alone in her little world. Callie feels a flutter in her stomach. How does she do that? No one ever made her lose her focus like this. She knows this means trouble, but she can't help it. There is just something about Arizona that makes it seem worth it.

Arizona is busy updating Callie's website and social media when she hears footsteps coming towards her.

"Hi."

Arizona looks up to find Aria taking the seat next to her. "Hey, come to hear your sister?"

Aria scrunches up her face. "Nope, she has enough fans already she doesn't need me to."

"I think she wouldn't mind one more."

Aria turns her head so she can look at the blonde. "You're different than all her other assistants. For one, you actually do your job." Aria takes a piece of blonde hair and tugs it behind Arizona's ear. "You're also a lot prettier."

Arizona can feel her cheeks turn red. "Um, thanks." Starting to feel a little uncomfortable Arizona tries to change the subject. "So, what made you decided to join your sister on tour?"

"Let's just say my personal life is a big old mess right now, I just had to get away." Aria faces the stage again and she can see her sister's eyes focused on the two of them. "So, Arizona how do you like working for my sister?"

"It's awesome!" Arizona says give her best dimple smile.

Callie sees her sister talking to the blonde, both laughing. Aria looks at Callie giving her a wicket smile before placing a hand on Arizona's forearm. Callie can feel her blood start to boil, she knows her sister is just doing this to spite her. She has always known just how to push her buttons. Deciding not to give her the satisfaction, she turns her attention back to her band trying to forget what is happening off stage.

-x-x-

After rehearsals, Callie goes to check on how the setup for the meet and greet is going. She finds her blonde assistant knee-deep in boxes and she even roped in Alex and Jackson to help.

"Put it over there. No, wait over there. No, then people will have a problem moving to the door. Put it over there."

"Callie please make her stop!" Pleads a tired Alex holding one end of a very heavy table.

"I see she finally got you to do some actual work around here." Both bodyguards just groan. "Hey, how is it going here?"

"Good, we will be ready in no time," Arizona says as she checks off another item on her list.

"Great. Um, so I saw you talking to Aria earlier."

"Oh yeah, she is nice."

"What?" Callie puts the back of her hand against Arizona's forehead. "Wait, are you coming down with something because I think you just said Aria is nice."

"Hey!" Arizona pulls her hand away. "She is."

"You just be careful okay?" Callie asks concerned.

"She is your sister Callie, not a bloodsucking vampire."

Arizona goes back to bossing the two bodyguards around. Callie has a few moments to herself before she has to get ready so she just relaxes with a magazine, while listening to her little blonde assistant boss around two unhappy grown men. Callie is looking at a magazine, paging through gossip about different celebs when she comes across a photo of her at the movie premiere. "I have to admit I look good." She shows the photo to Arizona.

"Callie." Arizona walks closer to her to look at the photo. "Callie." She takes the magazine from Callie

"What is it?" The blonde's expression is unreadable.

"Callie you're not going to believe this!" Comes the sound of a super excited blonde. She holds out the magazine to the singer pointing to a photograph of Callie at the premiere.

"It's a photo of me at the premiere, so?"

"Yes but look there." She points to the right side where the photo is cut off.

"It's an arm?" The singer asks still not sure what all the fuss is about.

"Not just any arm. My arm! My arm is in a magazine!" The blonde jumps up and down. "This is so awesome! I have to go tell Teddy." She runs off to go tell her friend.

"Wait what about the rest of the boxes?" Callie asks as she runs out of the room.

-x-x-

People are gathered outside the stadium just waiting to get inside. Callie's name in lights, shining bright for all to see. Backstage people are running around, talking into earpieces, and pushing large crates around. The sound of drum sticks banging on a table and background singers doing vocal exercises ads to the chaos. In the dressing room Callie sits waiting for her hair and makeup to finish. The meet and greet went well, she got to spend some one on one time with her fans. Signing autographs and posing for pictures, but now the real show is about to begin. Her stomach has been in knots all day. After changing into her first outfit she starts walking up and down in her dressing room.

Arizona enters the dressing room with a rack holding the singer's outfits for the rest of the show. "Okay, how are things going in here?"

"I'm freaking out a little. There are thousands of people out there and they all paid a lot of money to hear me sing. I can't disappoint them. What if the band is a hangover and can't remember to play? What if April punches someone again? What happens if I freeze up and no sound comes out? Then there will be thousands of very angry fans wanting blood, my blood!"

The next thing the singer switches over to Spanish. Her arms going wild with gestures as the words keep flying out of her mouth. The pressure of the tour, her sister's unannounced arrival, and her sudden new feelings for her assistant all making the singer a little stressed out.

"Callie." She doesn't even hear her. "Callie." Trying a little louder but she still shows no signs of stopping. Finally stepping into the singer's warpath grabbing her by the shoulders "Calliope! Stop speaking Spanish!" Callie stops dead in her tracks just looking at Arizona. "I can see you're under a lot of pressure. I get that, but you are Callie Torres, the most amazing singer. You have two Grammy Awards on your bedroom shelve because you are that good. You're going to do great tonight because you are Callie Torres and you are outstanding."

Arizona watches as her words sink in. A head pops into the dressing room. "We are on in 5 minutes."

Arizona turns back to Callie "Are you ready?"

Swallowing nervously she nods. "I'm ready."

"Good, because it's time to go kick some ass." She slaps her on the behind making her jump forward and start to walk to the door.

When Callie gets to her spot where she will be entering from, her band is already on stage playing getting the crowd warmed up, Arizona hands her the microphone. "You go get them, superstar." She gives Callie her best dimple smile and breathes a sigh of relief when she gets her big smile in return.

"Ladies and gentlemen please welcome to the stage, the one the only Callie Torres!" Callie takes a deep breath and makes her way out onto the stage. People are going crazy screaming and whistling. Callie looks out into the sea of people in front of her, she can see the signs fans spend hours making for her, the smiles on everyone's faces. Then the feeling hits her, this is where she is born to be.

Arizona moves down to the VIP section to watch the show, she is completely captivated by the singer. Moving so effortlessly across the stage, she has everyone eating out of the palm of her hand. Her smile is even brighter than the spotlight. Arizona can spend forever just watching her, listing to her beautiful voice. She can't believe that she gets to spend time with this amazing woman.

-x-x-

After the show Arizona goes to the singer's dressing room, she is so excited that she doesn't even knock. She closes the door behind her turning around to speak but she is dumbfounded when she sees Callie with her back to her. She is busy fastening her jeans, Arizona's eyes are glued to the singer's body, standing in only her jeans and purple bra. Arizona is sure she just died and went to heaven. She watches in slow motion as she pulls her t-shirt over her head making magnificent tan skin disappear underneath it. Callie turns around and jumps when she sees the blonde.

"Shit! Arizona?"

"Sorry." Callie sees the blonde turn into a lobster in front of her, an evil smirk pulls at the singer's lips and she decides to have a little fun.

"Arizona, I didn't figure you to be the stalker kind."

"What? No! I-I just wanted to tell you what a great show it was and when I got here you-you where um… you know. So, I…"

"So, you decided to just watch me get dressed?" Callie gives her a raised eyebrow.

"I…I…" Arizona tries but no words come out, and she is pretty sure anything she will say is not going to help her out of her sticky situation.

Callie puts on her leather jacket. She can see the blonde trying desperately to come up with a less creepy explanation for her staring. She can almost see smoke coming out of her ears as she thinks. Callie can't resist teasing her adorable assistant.

As Callie passes her to leave she whispers in Arizona's ear. "I'm glad you liked the show." Arizona knows she is not talking about the concert.

"Kill me please." Arizona groans to herself as she follows the singer out of the dressing room.

-x-x-

After a very long day, Arizona is ready to curl up in her bed and drift off to sleep. Dreaming happily about her amazing boss, who she believes just gave the best performance ever in the history of singing mankind. There is a knock on Arizona's door, she opens it to find brown eyes and a big smile.

"Oh, Aria hi," Arizona says confused not sure what the younger Torres is doing at her door this time of night.

"Hi, I know it's late but I was wondering if you would like to go grab a drink with me?"