CHAPTER 14 - INVITATION

"We're going out Thursday night," Arizona announced as she stopped next to Amelia at the nurses' station.

The neurosurgeon's eyes left her patient's file to look up at Arizona with a confused expression on her face. "We are?"

Arizona nodded with a confident smile on. "Yep!"

"Aren't you supposed to be on call Thursday?" Amelia frowned.

"I swapped with Karev," she shrugged. "Thought I might as well make the most of it and take my extraordinary wifey out on a date," she said in a charming voice.

The brunette felt a wave of pure delight spreading into her chest and she couldn't fight off the goofy smile that appeared on her lips as she heard the term of endearment.

"I'm on call tomorrow night though," the blonde pouted and the brunette just had to laugh at the adorable face she was making.


Arizona was checking on a newborn when she felt two arms wrapping around her midsection and a few wild brunette locks appeared next to her face. She quickly recognized the perfume softly lingering into the air and the other woman placed her chin onto her shoulder, so she turned her head to kiss Amelia's cheek.

"Hi," she greeted as she took her stethoscope out of her ears and let her body melt into the safe embrace.

"Hey, how's your day going so far?"

"Weirdly well actually. No trauma, no emergency C-section, Karev and Wilson finally stopped making out and started working so, you know, that's always a big plus," she joked and Amelia giggled. "What about you?"

The brunette squeezed her gently and let out a moan. "I literally spent the whole day into ORs. Emergency after emergency since I started my shift."

Exhaustion was quite evident in her voice and Arizona squeezed the neurosurgeon's hands, hoping to bring some comfort. Amelia nuzzled at the clad shoulder with her eyes closed, just enjoying the feelings Arizona ignited in her as she rested.

"I can't wait to finally spend some down time with you tonight," the brunette added. "What time are we going out?"

"Pick you up at eight?"

"We live together Arizona," she giggled.

The pediatric surgeon just smiled, satisfied of her little joke and shrugged. "I know."

Amelia didn't need to see her face to know the proud smile she was sporting. "How should I dress?"

"Comfortable. As in sweatpants are definitely on the table if you want and make up is totally optional."

The neurosurgeon squeezed her. "No mandatory make up and sweatpants allowed? Finally, my time to shine has come!" she said playfully before adding on a more serious note, "It truly sounds like a dream date to me right now."

"Hope you'll still think that way once you see where I'm taking you."

"Of course I will. Any date with you is a dream date."

Arizona was glad Amelia had her eyes closed so she couldn't see how hard she was blushing and she had to force down the squeal that was begging to be voiced.

"Casanova much?" she joked badly instead, trying to diffuse the fuzzy warm feeling that was making her awfully tachycardic.

"Oh, I officially evolved from dork to Casanova!" Amelia suddenly came back to life. "Damn, I feel all proud and accomplished right now. My pokémons would be so proud of me. Do I get a bumper sticker or a golden star or something? Oh, should I have a new lab coat embroidered – Dr Casanova, neurosurgeon and part-time love doctor?"

Arizona rolled her eyes but laughed nevertheless. "You know what? Forget I ever said anything. You definitely are a dork."


Amelia was playing on her phone, laying on the couch as she waited for Arizona to finish getting ready. Because of a last minute in coming trauma, the blonde had come back home just in time to take a shower and jump into comfortable clothes and still be in time for whatever she had planned for them tonight.

When the pediatric surgeon walked out, Amelia pocketed her phone and sat up. As soon as her eyes fell onto Arizona, her heart skipped a beat.

"Which planet are you from? No human being living on this earth can look this good in leggings," Amelia had a glint of admiration floating in her dark blue eyes.

Arizona blushed at the compliment and made her way towards the brunette to stand in between her legs. The brunette grabbed the offered hands and Arizona gently tugged to help her stand up. Once face to face, her lips found her lover's one and pulled her into a delicate kiss while interlacing their fingers.

"You're just saying that because it gives you a good look at my butt," she teased.

Amelia smirked. "Maybe," she replied mischievously. "But you also are so amazing, it's almost supernatural," she kissed the blonde intensely.

Arizona broke the kiss, out of breath. "Stop trying to seduce me, we're going to be late. Let's go."

The blonde grabbed two baskets from the kitchen and they hopped into the car. During the car ride, both women sang along the radio and gently teased each other. When they finally arrived to their destination, Arizona apprehensively looked over at the neurosurgeon. Amelia was shocked yet amazed as she took in the drive-in surrounding them.

"Babe!"

"I take it you like it?" the blonde asked with a cheeky smile.

"Do I like it? I love it! I haven't been to one of these since I was like, twelve," her tone was ecstatic and her eyes were shining.

"I know," she said with a sweet smile.

"You're the best, Arizona," Amelia said lovingly before leaning over the console to kiss her.

Arizona paid for the tickets and they parked towards the back, centered to the big projection screen.

"I have another surprise."

The blonde turned around and grabbed the stuff she had put away onto the backseats earlier. Amelia was once again pleasantly surprised when blankets and an array of food appeared in front of her eyes. She wondered what she had done to deserve all of this. Arizona was so thoughtful and sweet and caring and loving and everything Amelia didn't even know she was longing for.

"You alright?" Arizona asked concerned, her hand squeezing the brunette's thigh in order to bring her back to earth.

"Uh?" Amelia shook her head, coming back to life.

"I asked if you were okay?"

Amelia grabbed the hand on her thigh and bought it to her lips to kiss the pediatric surgeon's palm. She tried to convey how grateful she was feeling.

Dark blue eyes bored into bright blue ones and the brunette stated with a vulnerable and shy voice, "I like you so much."

Arizona could hear and see the openness and sincerity in the other woman's voice and demeanor. She felt her stomach fill with butterflies and the statement made her feel all fuzzy inside. She cupped Amelia's cheek and brought her closer until she could kiss her with the same vulnerability she had just witnessed from her. She kissed her hard, trying to show the other woman that she felt the same way.

As she pulled away, her thumb stroked the neurosurgeon's cheek. "I like you a lot too," she declared confidently with a wide smile and pecked her sweetly on the lips, which proved to be difficult since they were both grinning.

The pediatric surgeon eventually sat straight into her seat again and took out all of the food, littering the car console with it so they wouldn't have to go through the basket every time.

"Blanket?" the blonde asked.

Amelia nodded and immediately burrito-ed herself into the one Arizona had handed her. The pediatric surgeon draped her own blanket on her shoulders and grabbed a doughnut just as the movie began.

Halfway through the movie, Amelia had shifted and was now sitting awkwardly in her seat, her feet propped up onto Arizona's knees who was absent-mindedly rubbing them. As Amelia pulled her blankets closer, half of her naked calves became visible and Arizona frowned.

"Are you not wearing pants anymore?" she asked, baffled.

"I was too hot," Amelia shook her head, her eyes still glued to the screen.

"You literally have two blankets on you. You could simply have taken one off."

"Yeah but blankets are comfier and only my legs were too hot."

Arizona just shook her head at Amelia's absolutely ridiculous logic and giggled. However, she stopped dead when she remembered the brunette's habit to forgo panties.

"Please tell me you're not butt naked on my passenger seat."

Amelia finally turned her head and smirked deviously at the pediatric surgeon. "Wouldn't you like to know?" she asked, and even with the bad lighting, Arizona could see the spark a mischief in her eyes.

"I swear to God if-"

Amelia lifted the blanket to let her see her underwear. "Relax, babe. Don't get your panties in a twist," she joked before wrapping herself back into the blankets.

"Are those mine?" Arizona frowned.

"I don't have any," Amelia shrugged nonchalantly.

At that, Arizona raised her eyebrows, knowing it was a false statement.

"Not good ones! I only have period panties and I'm not wearing period panties when you're taking me out on a date. Hence the borrowing."

Arizona chuckled. "You know I wouldn't mind though, right?" she asked on a more serious note. "If that's what you feel comfortable in."

Amelia contorted a little to grab her hand. "Babe, I know you wouldn't. But I wanted to feel sexy for this date, which I totally don't in my underwear. They're old and ugly and stained and I should probably by some new ones because I'm pretty sure the waist band is broken for most of them," she said more as a note to herself than anything. "Anyway, I wanted to feel confident and look pretty for you."

"You're cute," Arizona said truthfully and squeezed her hand.

"Plus, what's the advantage of having such a dope-ass and stylish companion like you if I can't borrow your clothes?"

With a smile, the blonde bent to kiss the brunette on the lips.

"Now can we please go back to the movie?" the brunette mumbled without much conviction against her lips before capturing her into another kiss, this time kissing her harder.

"Mmh-mmh, want to make out now," Arizona mumbled back, her voice a few octave lower than usual.

Amelia let out a groan and cupped Arizona's cheek, gently leaning her towards the opposite angle to gain better access as she peppered her neck. She could feel the blood pumping under the tender skin, so naturally she closed her mouth around the pulse point. The blonde felt a wave of arousal run through her body. She let out little whimpers of pleasure and her eyes closed at the sensation.

"You're too far. Come over here," Amelia whispered against Arizona's sensitive skin, her warm breath tickling the flesh.

Stepping over the central console proved itself to be more difficult and to require more suppleness than expected. After a few minutes of clumsiness and embarrassment du to falling over multiple times, the blonde managed to land more or less gracefully on Amelia and straddled her. Seeing her shivering, Amelia grabbed the blanket onto the driver seat and wrapped it around Arizona.

"I'll warm you up, babe," the neurosurgeon promised seductively.

Her lips immediately wandered to the blonde's as her hands hiked up clad thighs until she could seize fleshy buttcheeks. Arizona's own hands floated toward Amelia's belly but barely had she lifted the sweater, was she interrupted by the neurosurgeon.

"Uh-uh," she shook her head. "You," she whispered against her skin, her breath sending tremors on its way.

Lips lost their way once again onto the blonde's neck, forcing her eyes shut along a moan out of her mouth. She rolled her hips impatiently and a hand ran straight in between her legs to oh-ever-so-slowly rubbed her over her clothes. She whined unhappily and opened her eyes to look at her lover.

"Amelia."

She smirked against her collarbone and drifted toward the cleavage in front of her. "What?" she asked sensually, still focused on the yet untouched milky skin.

"Amelia," the blonde said a little more forcefully.

Her serious tone stopped Amelia on her tracks, fingers stilling as she looked up at the blonde with curiosity.

Arizona pointed to the car next to them. "I think we're being watched."

Sure enough, next to them were what Amelia supposed to be a five years old and another little boy only a year or two older, spying them with an intense trying-to-figure-out-what-was-happening look. When they realized they had been spotted, both kids scattered away and returned to their sits, pretending to look at the big screen in front of them with deep interest.

Amelia was the first to break into a full belly laugh and Arizona followed right behind. Eventually, when abs were starting to hurt, they slowed down.

"So much for wanting a little adventure," Arizona joked.

"Movie this time?" Amelia raised an eyebrow and Arizona nodded.

She opened her blanket and Arizona moved to settle in comfortably, her lover's arms wrapped safely around her. She grabbed the coke cup and took a big gulp out of the straw before offering some to the other woman.

They finished their movie quietly and Arizona moved back to the driver sit while Amelia put their stuff back onto the back seats and put her pants back on. The blonde put her prosthetic leg back on and they were driving off to their home.

Once home, both women cleaned the car up. As Amelia was putting the last candy bag away, a set of arms wrapped around her torso.

"Now, I remember starting something earlier," Arizona whispered in her ear.

Thanks to Amelia's ponytail, the blonde could witness the little hair on her the other woman's neck perking up and a proud smile appeared on her face at the reaction. Amelia turned around to look at her.

"Do you now?" she smiled mischievously as her hands came to rest on the pediatric surgeon's hips.

Arizona smiled back just as naughtily at her, if not more and her pupils grew darker. "Maybe I need to refresh your memory," her voice was low which only made Amelia more turned on.

The blonde gently backed her up, effectively trapping her in between the counter and her body. She leaned in and, as her lips brushed against Amelia's ones, she tilted her head at the last moment to wrap them around the skin of her neck.

"Mean," Amelia whined out but leaned into the touch all the same.

Arizona travelled further south, her teeth occasionally sinking gently into the skin. Amelia's hands gripped the counter behind her firmly, so hard that her knuckles turned white. Soon enough, Arizona's mouth trip was cut short by what she was pretty sure was one of Derek's old sweaters. She tugged at the hem of her sweater unhappily and quickly discarded it onto the kitchen floor.

Arizona let out a moan at the sight in front of her. "No bra?" she whined blissfully, her eyes roaming over the newly revealed skin.

Defined abs and erect nipples were on display and she felt her fingers aching to caress them.

"You did say comfortable," Amelia panted out. "Bras don't really fall into that category."

Before she could mutter another word out, the blonde captured a nipple into her mouth and all the brunette could manage was a quiet moan as her back arched, seeking more. One of her hands roamed itself into Arizona's hair and she gently pulled her up to kiss her.

The neurosurgeon lost no time, opening her mouth as soon as their lips had collided, pulling her into a passionate kiss. Arizona being distracted, Amelia seized her opportunity. She grabbed each of her lover's thighs with strong hands and lifted her off the ground. The blonde's right leg automatically wrapped around her midsection and Amelia instinctively helped her counterbalance by securely holding onto her left leg and her other hand left her right thigh to land onto her butt. As they kept on kissing, the brunette transported them to the blonde's bedroom. When she felt her knees hit the mattress, she gently sat Arizona down on it.

The brunette took the blonde's top off and was surprised to see perky nipples staring right back at her.

"I'm not the only one foregoing my bra I see."

Arizona just smiled seductively at her and beckoned her over. She quickly discarded the rest of her clothes and crawled onto the bed on all four, hovering over the pediatric surgeon.

"Hi," she said with a childish smile. "Fancy meeting you here."

Arizona chuckled at the banter and kissed her. Not happy with the distance between them, Arizona drew her closer. Their bodies crashed together and Amelia couldn't contain the small moan that escaped her as she felt hard nipples against her skin. Goosebumps ran along her spine at the feeling.

Her lips eventually left her lover's one and came to wrap themselves onto soft breasts while her hands worked on the other woman's leggings and underwear. She stopped her ministrations to rapidly remove the blonde's last piece of clothing and prosthetic. Finally free, she moved back up on top of Arizona, the blonde's legs framing her hips.

Soon enough though, Arizona flipped them over to be on top. Lips were being bruised and hips were rocking, leaving both women panting hard and moaning. They were battling, each hoping to be the first to bring the other woman over the edge. Hands fumbled onto each other's clit, hips grinded more and more harshly and pleasure slowly yet surely overtook their features. Eventually Amelia came first, her eyes closed and her mouth hanging wide opened, unable to voice anything, which made Arizona smiled proudly.

The pediatric surgeon followed not long after, a particularly loud guttural moan escaping her as she did so, and Amelia's fingers slowed down, helping her ride out her climax. As soon as she was down from her high, her now black eyes opened and they landed onto the neurosurgeon's who was smiled sweetly at her, without a doubt feeling proud of herself.

"Wanna come up here?" Amelia asked, her hands squeezing her lover's butt.

"Give me a few minutes to catch my breath but sure," the blonde chuckled, her body falling on top of Amelia's.

"That good, uh?" the brunette teased and dropped a kiss onto her lover's already slightly sweaty forehead.

She felt the blonde nod against her chest and Amelia softly caressed her lower back, the other woman's uneven breath tickling her skin. After a few moments, Arizona's heartbeat had slowed back down to its normal rate and she detached herself to kiss the brunette. Hands wandered to her chest, fingers grasping her breasts while fingers softly toyed with her nipples. The pediatric surgeon broke the kiss with a groan, Amelia's name filling up the room, a wave of arousal running straight down to her sex once again.

"Up?"

Arizona didn't need to be told twice, she crawled up and carefully straddled Amelia's face, the other woman's hands guiding her down.

Amelia kissed her knee and then asked "Comfy?"

"Yep," Arizona assured as her hands came up to hold the headboard, bracing herself for what she knew was about to come.

The neurosurgeon lowered her slowly closer to her mouth and her tongue explored Arizona's folds. When she heard her name coming out of the other woman's mouth followed by a string of curse words, she felt very pleased and couldn't help but smirk.

Amelia kept on going until the blonde was clenching all over, every muscle locking into place and ecstasy running through her veins. Before Arizona could even think about going anywhere, the strong hands wrapped around her thighs gently pulled her down further, inviting her to stay for more. The neurosurgeon took great pleasure into edging the blonde over and over again before giving her what she needed to climax. To be honest, Arizona wasn't sure if she hated it or loved it. The only thing she was sure about was that her death grip onto her headboard was going to leave a permanent dent.

Eventually, after God only knew how many orgasms, the blonde grew too sensitive and told the neurosurgeon that she couldn't take another one. Amelia strayed away from her clit, sucking love bites on her inner thighs instead, as if the ones already littering them weren't enough to her taste. Arizona let herself go limp and fell onto her side on the bed, her eyes still closed as she enjoyed the last high. She was sweaty and her world had been rocked, now just she wanted to cuddle until she was falling asleep. The neurosurgeon leaned her chest up, her elbows digging into the mattress so she could look at the now glowing blonde better.

"You alright?" she giggled and gently smoothed down a few wild locks out of Arizona's face rather unsuccessfully.

"More than alright," she replied and opened her eyes. Pure bliss was written on her face.

"You should see your hair. It's looking wiiiiiiiiiild," Amelia joked playfully.

"Babe, you're really in no condition to mock me right now. Most of your face is glistening."

Amelia raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, and whose fault is that?" she smirked.

"Yours! You're a too generous lover," the blonde said teasingly and bent her head up to kiss the brunette on the lips, both giggling.

"Guess I'm guilty as charged," she said smugly and winked. "You just look so fucking marvelous, I can't help myself."


The phone ringing in the wee hours of the morning effectively woke the trauma surgeon up. Owen patted around, almost hoping whoever was calling would hang up before he would get the unfortunate chance to find his cell phone. Alas, no such luck. He grabbed the offensive device, accepting the call quickly so it would stop screaming.

"Hello?" he asked, his voice thick with sleep and he tried to get his eyes to open.

He felt someone shift next to him on the bed and for a few seconds, he froze, completely frightened, before remembering last night. Amelia. Sheperd and he had been looking at potential flats for him and the next thing he knew, he was out. His eyes fluttered open and sure enough, the neurosurgeon was sleeping beside him. Both of them were still wearing yesterday clothes and his laptop was still sitting in the middle of the bed, out of battery by now. Amelia barely stirred besides him, brows furrowing at the disturbance and she turned away from him.

"Amelia?" a male voice asked on the other side, tone confused.

Owen pulled the phone away from his ear to glance at it, and even in the darkness he recognized his friend's phone, Derek's pouting face shining way too brightly for his liking in the background.

"Uh, hold on," Owen turned around and gently shook Amelia's shoulder. "Derek's on the phone for you."

"Hum?" the brunette frowned grumpily but once her phone was in her hand, she brought it to her ear. "Der, it's too early to call."

"I know. But I've been paging you for the last fifteen minutes and you're not replying so I thought I would give it a try. I need you to come in. 911. Car accident, front to front."

"I'll be right there," she said before hanging up. Grunting, she sat up on the edge of the bed and stretched her arms, "Sorry that it woke you up. I have to go to the hospital. Emergency."

"It's okay. Better you than me. I gotta get my beauty sleep," he teased as he let himself fall back lazily onto his bed, ready to carry on sleeping.

She quickly checked her pager and silently cursed at herself when she saw it had run out of battery.

"Fuck you," Amelia replied playfully and swatted at his knee. "I like that apartment near that farmer's market by the way. Decent size for a decent price and it's not too far from the hospital. You should call to see if it's still available."

"Will do, boss."

She grabbed her purse and dropped a kiss onto his forehead. "See you later, looser."

"See you."


"Where were you when I called?" Derek asked his sister, determined to find out.

His tone rubbed Amelia in the wrong way. She could have easily said the truth, that she had been at Owen's. It was no secret after all and they were friends. But knowing Derek was prying made her clam up about the subject, so she avoided to answer.

"Out. Clamp please," she grabbed the tool that was handed to her.

"I guess "out" must live close to the hospital then because it didn't take you much time to get here," he teased smugly.

Amelia's hold onto her surgical tools tightened, willing herself to not stab his annoying ass with it. Not with a whole surgical team to witness her at least. When she said nothing, the other neurosurgeon knew he was onto something so he kept on.

"I saw you coming in. You were wearing the same clothes than yesterday."

Her eyes looked up from their patient's brain, her hands stilling. He was pushing it too far and she was getting annoyed. And an OR in the middle of a craniotomy was certainly not the place to get annoyed.

"Derek, I swear to God I'll-"

She didn't have time to finish that the machines cut her short, alarming them that his blood pressure was bottoming out.


"Amelia? What are you doing here? I thought your shift started at nine?" Arizona asked, surprised but glad nonetheless when she found Amelia in her office.

The brunette got up from the couch and the blonde barely had time to see her face that Amelia flung her body into hers, hugging her with all her might. A few sobs escaped her and Arizona could feel tears smashing down her neck as the other woman buried her head here. Her arms spontaneously wrapped around her and she rubbed her back, hoping to soothe some of the distress away. Arizona kissed the top of her head and whispered soft sweet nothings to her.

Eventually, after a few minutes, Amelia's tears stopped and she looked up at Arizona, her dark blue eyes slightly red now but still as beautiful as always.

"You're feeling better?" the pediatric surgeon asked tenderly and placed a brunette lock back behind her ear before cupping her cheek, her pad of her thumb softly stroking it.

Amelia noticed the fact that Arizona didn't ask her why she had been crying. She never did. Instead, the blonde comforted her and made sure she was feeling better. Arizona was probably the most respectful and caring person Amelia had ever dated and she felt extremely thankful to have her.

"Yes, thank you," she turned her head and kissed the palm of Arizona's hand while her hands found their usual place onto her butt under her lab coat. "Got paged 911 at one AM, my patient died on me, I didn't get my caffeine fix and I still haven't had breakfast so I'm not totally feeling A-okay just yet but being with you is definitely helping."

"I have something that will cheer you up even better," the blonde said with a sweet smile and she fished a lollipop out of the pocket of her lab coat. "I was going to stop by daycare later and give it to Sofia but you seem to need it more than her. Here you go, sweetheart."

"Thanks," while it wasn't exactly what she needed right now, the neurosurgeon still appreciated the gesture and unwrapped it. She groaned happily at the taste. "It's good shit. Where did you get it?"

"Ashley is finally allowed to eat solid food so she's celebrating with candies. You should see her hospital room, it's a real candy factory in there."

"Go big or go home, Zona," Amelia said lightheartedly and took the lollipop out of her mouth, placing it in front of the other woman's mouth to offer her a taste if she wanted to.

Arizona gladly accepted the treat and popped it into her mouth. "It is good. I just hope she won't eat too much and get sick," she handed the candy back to the neurosurgeon.

After a few moments of silence, Amelia took the lollipop out of her mouth and spoke, "Derek thinks I'm seeing someone."

At that, Arizona frowned, not really sure what to make out of the statement.

"A male someone," Amelia said apologetically, her nose scrunching up. "Owen picked up my phone when it rang this morning and Derek has been snooping ever since. Thank God he didn't recognize Owen's voice."

While the brunette was trying to act all easy-peasy about it, the other woman could tell she felt uncomfortable about the situation.

"It's okay, Amelia. It's not your fault, you can't help it if Derek is being an ass. We haven't been together for long, I don't expect anything," her vibrant blue eyes held nothing but truth and fondness and Amelia couldn't help the small butterflies that erupted in the pit of stomach.

"I know you don't," she squeezed Arizona's ass. "And it's not about you being a woman. Man or woman, I'd still feel the same way. I want to have time for us to be… us. Explore those growing feelings at our own pace before being thrown into other people's expectation about our relationship, you know? And I wish Derek would stop trying to shove Owen towards me. It's already hard enough for him to get over his feelings for me and move on. Derek's being so insistent and I can tell it's hurting him. Owen's my friend, I don't like seeing him like this."

"Don't ever change," Arizona said and leaned in until her lips landed onto Amelia's soft ones, pulling her into a tender kiss. "You're always so thoughtful and sensitive, it's just- I like this so much about you."

"No, I like this so much about you," Amelia replied, smiling from ear to ear.

"Agree to disagree on this one?"