Author's Note: First off, I'M SO SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG TO GET THIS CHAPTER OUT! April is a pretty busy month for me. First it was my 21st birthday and my friends and I went on a trip together, and currently it's finals. Summer classes start for me soon, but it's much less hours, so I'll have more time to update. Anyway, here's a new chapter! I hope I haven't lost anyone's interest!

Note 2: Sorry for the double alert if you have e-mail's set up, I had to fix a few errors!

Callie had just finished scrubbing out from an 8-hour surgery with her favorite attending, Dr. Taylor, when she'd entered the cafeteria late Friday afternoon. She'd been on-duty since early this morning and when an unexpected emergency came flying through the ER she was eager to jump on board. Plopping down at a table full of fellow residents, she sighed, completely spent from lack of sleep and overexertion in the OR. Folding her arms on the table in front of her she dropped her head dramatically into them, closing her eyes for a moment.

"Well, hello to you too," Addison finally spoke up from across the table. She'd been chowing down on lunch for the last twenty minutes, listening to the other residents babbling. Looking towards their other best friend, Mark, she shot him a puzzled look as if she had no idea why Callie was so exhausted.

"Sorry," Callie growled, mouth still buried in her arms. Slowly, she started to look up, locking eyes with the beautiful redhead. "I had a late night, and then I got paged in on a huge surgery. Haven't slept yet," she added as an explanation for her slight rudeness.

"You left the apartment a mess," came a comment from beside Addison. Glancing over for the first time, Callie's eyes fell upon her roommate, Cristina Yang. Callie raised an eyebrow at her, lost as to how she could even say such a thing.

"You're the messiest person I know, so let's not even go there," Callie huffed, raising her hand to halt any further discussion. "I need not remind you of the time I came home-"

Cristina cut her off immediately, not wanting Mark or Addison to hear the remainder of that sentence, "Enough Cal, we agreed not to discuss that again."

Callie smiled, satisfied with her win in that battle. Mark put an arm around her shoulders and pulled her close before speaking, "Addison tells me you ditched her for a hot date last night." Callie glared ahead, wide-eyed.

"Addison!" Callie exclaimed in mock annoyance, "This is why I don't tell you anything!" She turned to face Mark and shook her head quickly, signaling her disagreement. "No Mark, no date. Just sex. How many times do I have to tell you guys that I'm not dating anyone?"

"Your non-date left her panties," Cristina chimed in again, a wicked glint in her eye. Callie groaned at her evening of the playing field. Though her roommate had spent the night at the hospital, she'd clearly gone home before Callie had had the time to clean up.

"Oh! That's good," Mark chimed, a shit eating grin spreading across his face, "Sexy panties, or granny panties?"

"Mark!" Callie exclaimed, slapping him roughly on the shoulder. Before she could instruct Cristina not to answer that question, the Asian woman had already opened her mouth.

"Lace, but with polka dots," Cristina said nonchalantly.

"Polka dots?" Addison and Mark asked in unison, turning their attention back to Callie. "What are you doing, sleeping with a 15 year old?" Addison added, smirking at the blush that had crept up her best friends cheeks.

"You guys suck, you know that right?" Callie asked as she stood up from the table, "I don't have to take this," she added as she started to walk away.

"So she is 15?" Mark called after her with a laugh. Callie halted and turned abruptly on her heels, shooting him a death glare. "You didn't deny it!" She heard him yell again as she disappeared through the double doors and back into the rustle and bustle of the hospital. Lunch wasn't important; nothing a muffin and a cup of coffee couldn't fix.

Pulling her cellphone out of her pocket, Callie quickly opened her text messages and typed one out to Arizona.

You left something last night. Polka dots? Really?

She'd made it to the coffee cart near the ER and ordered herself a cup and a muffin before she received a reply. Paying the woman behind the cart, she walked off towards the nurse's station. After taking a few sips, she placed the cup on the counter and slid open the text message on her phone.

You sure weren't complaining about them last night, but I didn't want you to forget me ;)

Smiling, Callie nodded to herself. It was true; she'd done absolutely nothing of the sort last night. She'd skipped out on Addison at Joe's and headed straight for her apartment. Arizona had clearly known she'd agree to meet early because the petite blonde was already waiting for her outside the building when she'd gotten there. After nearly ripping one another's clothes off in the elevator, the two had left a trail of clothing from the front door to the bedroom. Nope, there were definitely no complaints, just moans, lots of moans. The dark haired woman placed her phone back into her pocket and headed off to find her interns to start rounds.

"And how were the Tanner twins?" Callie heard a gentle voice practically sing from the hallway to her left. Turning to watch, she observed her lover's exchange with a resident, Alex Karev. There was something about the way Arizona Robbins looked while she worked that never failed to bring a smile to Callie's face. She was strong and passionate, confident in a way Callie truly admired.

"They're doing good, I just checked on them and redressed the incisions," Karev replied, flipping through the chart in his hand. "Little Grey just administered their meds and they should be acting more like themselves again by tomorrow."

"That's great news, keep up the good work. Can you check on 453 and 460? The charts might need to be updated too, I'm going to head down to my office for a little, I need to catch up on some paperwork," Arizona explained, patting her prodigy on the shoulder before moving to walk around him.

Not looking up from the chart in her hand, Arizona walked forward, almost straight into Callie. To avoid a collision, Callie cleared her throat, gaining the blondes attention just in time. A smile crept across her face as the gorgeous Latina came into her line of sight. "Dr. Torres," Arizona greeted, nodding her head politely at her.

"Good afternoon Dr. Robbins," Callie responded with a sly grin. Running into one another at the hospital was always slightly awkward. Neither woman was entirely sure how to act in such a public arena. Arizona's husband could be anywhere and the thought terrified Callie. All it would take is one person to see an inappropriate glance, a lingering touch, catch on to a sentence laced with naughty innuendos, and everything would be destroyed. Ever since they'd broken their rule about sex in the hospital, things were getting increasingly difficult.

"You know, you might just be the perfect person for this case I'm working on," Arizona started as she turned her body to stand beside the goddess. "This chart belongs to Madison Nichols. She's 9 years old and took a nasty spill off the uneven bars at a gymnastics competition. She got a lot of work done on her right leg and hips, but based on these scans, the last hospital butchered half the job." Arizona flipped through the x-ray's she had in her hand, pointing out the different mistakes the previous doctors had made.

"Can she even walk?" Callie asked as her jaw dropped at the awkward state her bones were reset in. It almost looked as if the previous hospital had let an intern do the work for them. She took the scan from Arizona and lifted it upwards towards the light to get a better look. Scrunching her nose, she sighed and placed the film back on top of Arizona's charts.

"She was able to get around for a while, but as her abilities became less and less, her parents got worried and brought her in," Arizona explained, "I know that you're not too interested in pediatrics, and that I should just be going to your attending for an assist, but you know how I feel about him."

Callie nodded her head; it wasn't as if she even liked her attending. Dr. Judson. The man was incorrigible. Callie had spent the first year of her residency kissing his ass, but had soon learned it would be a waste of time. Dr. Judson was a 54-year-old man who avoided cutting at all costs. As head of the orthopedics department he often dictated the majority of their surgeries to Callie. The man only got off his ass to work on the fun surgeries, ones Callie got to scrub in on, but rarely work on.

"So, do you think you can help? After all, this is a teaching hospital and I haven't seen you on a pediatric case in months. Word on the street is that the chiefs going to be gathering all 3rd year residents for a huge skills lab, and anyone who can't keep up is screwed, so it'd be a good idea to start rotating through the attendings," Arizona told her with a grin. "If you'd just follow me to my office, we can pick our brains for a game plan."

Without another word, both women headed in the direction of Arizona's office.

"Fuck," Callie growled as she gripped the wooden desk below her as best as she could. The blue-eyed beauty had barely discussed the case with her for 10 minutes before she'd swept an area of her desk clean with the swipe of her arm. Callie hadn't even seen it coming when all of a sudden Arizona had pulled her to her feet from the chair she was sitting in and pushed her forwards into the desk. Somehow she'd lost both her scrub pants and her underwear and found herself at the mercy of the gorgeous blonde behind her. Using a hand to grab Callie's hair at the back of her head, she'd pushed Callie's still clothed upper body against the wood, causing her ass to stick up deliciously from the spot.

The sight alone was enough to make Arizona's eyes roll into the back of her head. There was no way she could deny it, Calliope Torres had a spectacular ass. Licking her lips, Arizona pressed her body against Callie's backside causing her hips to make contact with Callie's, eliciting a groan from both women. Arizona's free hand wound backwards and dropped roughly onto Callie's ass, smacking it with a little more force than she'd intended to. The brunette below her growled, grinding her hips upwards as if she wanted more.

"You're so hot," Arizona moaned, smacking her lover's ass once more before pulling her up off the desk to stand in front of her. Flipping her around, their lips immediately met in a sloppy kiss. Hands clawed roughly at the scrub tops still covering their chests as tongues fought for dominance. The blonde eventually won out, her hands gripping Callie's hips roughly and thrusting her back onto the desk. Once she was sitting on the surface again, Arizona stepped away, standing between the Latina's slightly parted legs. She slid her right hand into Callie's hair, lacing her fingers into the strands at the back of her neck. Tugging lightly, she pulled Callie's mouth back up towards hers. She placed a few open mouthed kisses on Callie's deliciously plump lips before dragging her mouth along her jaw, down towards her neck. She moaned lightly against the brunette's ear, letting her tongue swipe against the shell. Callie's hands flew to Arizona's hips, gripping them tightly.

"Oh fuck," Callie groaned at the sensations of the blonde attacking her neck and ear. The spot right below her ear had always been a sensitive spot for her, and Arizona had learned that early. Sliding her right hand upwards, Callie raked her nails along the creamy white skin of Arizona's back. Arizona's back arched, pushing her upper body against Callie's even more, as she whimpered against Callie's neck. Biting her skin roughly, she lifted her head. Their gazes locked on one another, starring, trying to regain their composure. Suddenly Arizona's eyes glazed over, turning an unbelievably darker shade as she threw Callie backwards again.

"Mm, you look so hot like this," Arizona growled, leaning over the brunette's body. It was almost unbearable for Arizona to look down at the woman underneath her. Dark hair was sprawled out on the hardwood, arms lying lazily at her sides, bare legs just barely parted and hanging off the side. Arizona used one hand to brace herself above the Latina while her other hand drew haphazard shapes along Callie's hip and thigh. "Just looking at you is making me so wet," Arizona continued, dropping wet kisses along the little patch of exposed chest that her scrub top didn't cover. Callie growled in response, lifting a hand to press Arizona's mouth harder against her skin. Arizona's hand drifted closer to the apex of Callie's thighs, drawing soft circles on the inside of her thigh before lifting her body upwards to stand over her again.

"Spread your legs," Arizona demanded suddenly. Callie complied, moving her legs so that her thighs no longer touched. Two small hands immediately moved to grip dark thighs, squeezing the delicious skin she found there. Everything about the dark haired woman at her mercy was setting her body on fire, to the point she could barely control herself. Her left hand slid up to cup Callie's mound. One finger slipped gently between Callie's glistening lips, causing both Arizona and Callie to moan loudly. "Fuck Cal, you're dripping," Arizona moaned, sliding her finger slowly up and down the length of Callie. The brunette responded with a groan that made Arizona's knees weak.

"Fuck me," Callie pleaded finally, "fuck me, I need it." Arizona wasted no time in complying, and quickly slipped her digit inside her lover's hot sex. Callie's hips leapt from the desk, grinding against Arizona as best as she could. Arizona smirked at the sight and pulled her finger out. Callie whimpered at the loss, but moaned loudly as Arizona's hand returned to its spot, this time thrusting two fingers inside her. The blonde curled her fingertips to brush gently against Callie's walls, massaging the flesh. She pulled her hand away again, this time just to thrust right back inside of her. Repeating the motion over and over again, she watched as Callie's lower body ground roughly against her hand and her upper body thrashed about. Pleasure-filled moans surrounded Arizona, driving her further into the haze she found herself in.

"Does that feel good baby?" Arizona moaned as her arm pumped steadily, her fingers driving Callie closer and closer to the edge in practiced perfection. The sensations building in her lower abdomen let Callie know she was close to release. Nodding, she moaned, lifting her hips and pushing them closer to Arizona.

"Harder, fuck me harder," Callie growled, throwing her head to the side as a wave of pleasure took over her body. Two fingers thrust roughly into her, reaching a level of deepness Callie had never felt before. "FUCK," Callie all but screamed as Arizona's arm worked harder and faster. "So deep," Callie growled almost incoherently, "so good. Oh fuck, don't stop." The sensations building in her stomach had reached their high and Arizona knew by the look on Callie's face that she just needed that extra push. Using her other hand, she brought two fingers to Callie's clit and pressed down roughly, rubbing hard circles over the engorged bud. Arizona almost came on the spot at the sight of Callie's upper body lurching off the desk as her orgasm took over, her thighs clamping hard around both of Arizona's hands. The brunette's mouth fell open as a string of loud, throaty moans escaped her lips and both of her hands reached up to push Arizona away. The intensity of her orgasm had made her super sensitive; to the point she could barely handle the feeling of Arizona's now stilled hands on her.

"Holy shit," Arizona commented with a grin, satisfied with herself for making Callie feel so good, "that was sexy." Once Callie's body calmed, she smiled and dropped down onto the desk limply. Her breathing was still uneven, as she laid completely relaxed on the surface. "You alright Cal?" Arizona asked, leaning up and over the brunette to look her in the eye. Callie's brown eyes had grown impossibly darker, almost black with lust. The dark haired woman nodded slowly, "way more than alright."

"Does that mean you're ready for round 2?" Arizona asked as she sat down in her black rolling desk chair. Spreading Callie's thighs again, she lowered her head to the brunette's sex. Placing a kiss over the mess of delectable wetness coating Callie's lips, Arizona groaned loudly. The sight of Callie's arousal, mixed with the intoxicating smell that was only she, Arizona had officially lost it. Not waiting for Callie to respond if she was ready or not, Arizona lifted both hands to spread her lovers lips. Once again moaning at the sight, she wasted no time in taking Callie's clit between her lips and sucking. The Latina moaned, her hips rolling slightly. Using one of her arms, Arizona pressed it hard across Callie's hips, locking her down to the desk.

"Oh god, YES," Callie yelped as Arizona bit lightly on her clit. The blonde's tongue flattened against the length of her sex and lapped quickly at the wetness covering her skin, licking as much up as she could. Arizona moaned at the liquid seeping onto her tongue, loving the way her lover tasted. Before returning her attention to Callie's clit, eager to make her lover explode against her tongue, she lapped roughly against her length a few more times

"You're so fucking good," Callie growled. Arizona knew exactly where to lick for certain responses and it never failed to amaze Callie how well the blonde had learned her body all those years ago, and that she'd never forgotten. Just as Arizona's tongue swiped along the right side of her clit, Callie's hips jerked roughly upwards, a loud moan escaping her lips.

"God yes," Callie groaned, "right there. Lick my clit- suck – bite me… FUCK," Callie yelped, her impending orgasm so close that she'd taken to grinding her hips so roughly Arizona's arm couldn't hold them down. Callie had started grinding so roughly that Arizona had simply stuck her tongue out flat and let Callie grind against it to her liking.

Neither woman heard the commotion at the door until it was too late and had already opened.

"Oh my god!"

Note: Who could it be at the door?!

Does anyone have any suggestions on which character they'd like Arizona's husband to be? There's also the possibility of making him someone we don't know! I've got some ideas floating around in my head, but it's still not set in stone. I love suggestions! So feel free to leave any about anything you'd like to see happen!