AN: Thank you guys so much for the follows, reviews, favs, you guys are awesome. Thank you for all the constructive criticism, I take everything into consideration, it's rather helpful.

I know the last chapter was confusing for some of you, so this chapter is a continuation of the previous, this answers most of the questions I was asked, but if there are still any questions, I will answer them in the next chapter in my AN.

Would love to also thank my Beta Cortney, she is just so awesome, half of the time I'm in the clouds because I have all these ideas she just makes sure that they make sense as much as she can lol.

Chapter Ten(Part Two)

"I can't sleep."

"Why can't you sleep?" The brunette mumbled under the covers, trying her best not to get annoyed at the woman sleeping next to her.

"This is just confusing." She said looking up and facing the white ceiling that had a couple of crystal lights shining even though the room was dark.

"Mmhm" was the only answer Arizona got from Callie. Feeling a bit annoyed at the Latina, Arizona pulled the covers off of her, stood up and went to stand on the side that Callie was sleeping on.

Callie could feel movement on the bed signaling that the blonde was leaving the bed, heard a couple of footsteps, and finally some peace and quiet. She wasn't sure where the blonde went but she was too tired to even register anything other than falling asleep, but she couldn't sleep, she felt a presence in the room, it felt like someone was staring at her. Relentlessly she removed the covers, that were covering her head, and found beautiful piercing blue eye staring straight at her. "Arizona honey come back to bed please."

"I told you that I can't sleep, and you didn't seem too bothered by that, so why are you acting like you care all of a sudden." She answered harshly.

"Okay. Why aren't you able to sleep? And most importantly what can I do to help with that?" too tired to start arguing with the blonde woman in front of her, she decided to be patient.

"Firstly you could get out of your fuck buddy's bed, I don't feel comfortable sleeping in Mark's bed. He's my boss and it feels weird to sleep here in HIS BED."

"Uh you are the one that climbed in the bed in the first place. I didn't invite you, and now you freaking out over nothing." Callie was now beyond irritated and a bit cranky, being woken up was annoying enough but being screamed at, at two in the morning was just making her angry.

"Over nothing? You think this is nothing? I don't want to sleep in the bed where you had sex with him, I don't think that is 'nothing'" she sighed feeling hurt that Callie couldn't see her point of view in the matter. She was obviously not taking her feelings into consideration, and that hurt more than anything. Callie angrily jumped out of bed, carelessly threw the covers off the bed and opened a drawer that had some of her clothes, she threw some sweats to Arizona, "Put those on" she mumbled, the blonde didn't waste time and quickly threw on the sweats that were a bit big on her, but in a weird way they fit her perfectly.

After finding the clothes she wanted, Callie put on jeans and an old Harvard grey hoodie. She took her keys and phone that she had left on top of the dresser, walking out of Mark's bedroom, and down the stairs with the blonde on her heels, they left Mark's house. When they were outside, Callie switched on her phone and decided to call Mark and let him know that she was leaving, and would see him at work later that day.

"I see two cars on the driveway, I take it my mom left?" Callie said asking Arizona, who merely just shrugged at her. "No you see I need to know whether my mom left or not because that will determine whether I am taking you back to my place or not. Now I can't see her car here, so it's either the driver and her bodyguards left with it and she slept here in Marks cottage or she left with them and she is in my house. So which one is it?"

"I... uh... think she left, we had a bit of a confrontation while you were upstairs sleeping" not wanting to see the brunettes reaction Arizona was finding her toes very interesting, "So I think she left, because she did leave the house."

"I don't have time for this. We are going to take your car because we going to your place." Callie said walking towards Arizona's mini-cooper which she hardly ever saw her drive because everyone in New York either walks, has a driver, or takes a cab.

"My place?"

"Yes, your place... or is there something wrong. Do you have someone there?" she said with a raised eyebrow, she didn't like the feeling of knowing that Arizona may have someone at her place. She folded her arms waiting for a reply from the blonde, "Well?"

"No, of course not just that I don't think my place is of your HIGH standard. You would hate the area that I live in, I mean it's just not something that you would..." Callie stopped her rambling, "Arizona, take me to your place please." She said with a hint of a smile, the blonde's rambling was adorable even if it was two in the morning.

"Okay." Arizona hesitantly replied while walking to the driver's side. She entered the driver's seat and put her seat belt on, she turned to her right looking at the grumpy brunette who was trying to put on her seatbelt.

"Stupid car" Arizona heard the Latina mumble.

"Is there something you want to say Calliope?" she said with a twinkle in her eye. Knowing exactly what the problem was, Arizona knew Callie hated her Mini, she used to complain about her car all the time when they went out for their dates. Which was why Callie always insisted she would be the one to pick her up.

"Uh nothing." She choked out . The blonde could see the embarrassed look on Callie's face. She really hated the car. Pulling out of Marks driveway and onto the street, she kept sneaking glances at the brunette sitting next to her, who was pushed as low as she possible could down the seat. As if people would see her. Deciding to test which Callie she was currently with Arizona decided to test the waters. She pressed the button in the car that would remove the top hood of the car.

"NO! NO! NO! What are you doing?" the Latina growled at the blonde who was now laughing at her, she didn't find anything funny in the situation that they were in.

"Oh relax Calliope, it's hot, would be great to have the top down. Don't you think?"

Callie now had her hoodie cap on trying her best to hide her face, just praying that no one would notice her. "You think this is funny? This is my territory Arizona. If anyone was to see me, can you imagine what people would think? Oh my goodness what about the freakING paparazzi?" she chocked terrified. Arizona didn't really see what the big deal was, there was nothing wrong with her car, Callie was exaggerating as usual. Seeing the terrified look on her ex's face Arizona reluctantly pulled the top up.

"Thank you." Callie said quietly. "Seriously Calliope? It's just a car."

"Uh to you it's just a car, to me it is my street cred mmk?"

"Yeah yeah whatever." The blonde pulled up into her house driveway. She didn't want to look at Callie in the eye, scared of what she might say or even think of her.

Callie was too busy hiding from whoever would see her in the bubblegum car that she didn't even realize that the car had stopped. She slowly looked up and gasped at what she saw. The East Side. "You live in the East side?" Callie said genuinely shocked at the house that she was currently looking at. The blonde lived among the super rich, the East housed the rich snobs of New York, usually rich millionaires who had trophy wives and one kid lived there, so it was kind of shocking that the blonde lived there.

"Let's go in shall we?" Arizona said a bit embarrassed. She went to go open the door for the brunette on the other side who for a person who didn't want to be seen in that car, was stuck still shocked at what she was looking at. She saw the hand that the blonde was offering her, she took it and got out the car.
Walking into the 'modest' two door house Callie tried to hold in her reaction to everything but she knew that if Arizona looked at her eyes she could read everything she was thinking. "Uh let's go sleep" the blonde said dragging Callie's arm up the stairs.

"Yeah. No. Hold up. You live in a multimillion dollar house, with no furniture?"

"I just moved in Calliope. Now I know how cranky you get when you haven't slept enough. So let's go sleep." She said at the top of the stairs looking down at Callie, who was still on the second step, willing her to come up without ask

Callie looked around the house she was in, she couldn't see a lot because the blonde only lit one night light downstairs, and from what she could see, the house was near empty. From where she was standing you could see the living room and the kitchen, and except for two small blue arm chairs there was nothing else in the living room. The kitchen was also empty it was as if no one lived there, but just looking at the interior, the house was beautiful, marbled floors, stainless steel counters, hard real wood floors, it looked expensive and it was expensive. But for Callie it was too much, she loved the finer things in life, she spent a lot of money on clothes and shoes and everything that she owned, but when it came to her home she preferred comfort rather than luxury. She thought Arizona was the same but looking at the blondes house she had to think twice. "Ok. Fine lets go to sleep."

They entered the blondes bedroom, "Can I see your closet. Please." Callie begged. Arizona rolled her eyes, she looked at those brown eyes, she wanted to say no but when she looked into those sparkling brown eyes she just couldn't. "Fine but there is nothing interesting. Nothing like yours." She led Callie to the walk in closet.

"Why don't you have any clothes in here Arizona? Everything in here is black, yikes." She said looking through the couple of items in there.

"Not everyone is like you Callie, we not all fashion freaks."

"Fine. Whatever you say Barbie." Callie teased, KNOWING how much Arizona hated that name.

"Did you just call me Barbie?" she whispered lightly.

"I need some PJ's Barbie. I need some sleep, I have a Vogue shoot today and I need my beauty sleep. I.." before she could finish the rest of her sentence she was tackled to the ground.

"I am not Barbie!" the blonde said tickling the brunettes.

Callie started laughing hysterically, until it started hurting, "Ok stop stop, you are not Barbie. You are not Barbie" she squealed. Arizona stopped tickling her, but didn't want to move from atop of the now panting Brunette.

"Uh Arizo…."

"Sssh kiss me."

"We can't."

"We can."

"I'm your boss."

"You my ex-girlfriend."

"You put me in jail for screwing you."

"And I am sorry for that."

"You are complicated."

"And you are what balances me."

Callie was frozen she didn't know what to do. She was at a standstill, if she kissed Arizona she would be moving back in life, she would have to relive all of the things she was trying to forget. But if she didn't she would risk being unhappy. Oh well screw it. She pulled the blonde down closer to her, she kissed her with everything that she had.


FLASHBACK

"Daniel Robbins is your dad?"

"Uh yes, HE IS my dad. I thought you knew that." The blonde quietly answered.

"I met you yesterday, and I was half way to drunkland then. I slept with you and you are my client's daughter. Oh no! I slept with a child." Callie said pacing outside the courtroom. She was now panicking. She slept with an underage child, and it was even worse that she was here client's daughter. Images of the previous night were flashing in her head, virgin, petals, alcohol, sex, sex, sex.

She ran out of the courtroom and entered into her car and drove, she didn't know where she was driving to but she was driving. She found herself in the family private beach that was a fifteen minute walk from the family estate. She had messed up her case and her mom was going to kill her, but the sucky part of this whole mess was that she was genuinely attracted to Arizona. She was feeling something that she shouldn't be, and for once in her life she made the mistake of thinking about something other than her career.

She had been in the beach for a couple of hours without her phone, so she walked back home, leaving her car at the beach, she would come back to fetch it later or would ask one of the drivers to fetch it. When she got home she found Arizona waiting for her at the garden in the back yard.
"I am so sorry. I didn't mean to run out on you like that, I just couldn't breathe."

"It's fine, I understand, you were drunk and it... and it was a mistake to you.I mean I don't know anything and you want people that are, that are accomplished, sophisticated and and…"

Callie placed a finger on the blondes lips in turn silencing her. "Sweetheart it's most definitely not you, it's me. I shouldn't have done that I mean you should date someone your own age, someone that you love and someone that is your type. You are free spirited, out going, and fun; I on the other hand am a junior at a law firm, always working, and I wear pencil skirts to the beach…. You get what I'm saying?"

"But I like you and you are my type. When I saw you last night, I couldn't stop looking at you and…" she blushed feeling silly for what she was about to say, "and I wanted you, I couldn't imagine making love to anyone else but you. You were sweet, caring and very gentle with me last night. I'm not going to force you to like me or date me, but I need for you to understand that I am not underage, and what we did last night, to me was perfect."

Callie could see the vulnerability etched in the blonde's face. She could see that what she had just said was kind of hard for her. She walked closer to the blonde whose eyes got wider with each step Callie was taking closer to her. Callie stopped just a quarter of an inch in front of the blondes face, she laid a soft kiss on those sweet soft pink lips. "Go on a date with me."


"Mr. Robbins you need to calm down. I am handling it. Your trial is starting in a months' time, this isn't about impressing the judge anymore, it's about being able to convince a jury of your innocence. I am going to speak to the witnesses, make sure that their story is on track, I'll find a person who you work with that can attest to your character and from then onwards we can work with evidence and your statement."

"What do you know? You are just an junior. Why is Lucia not handling this case. Is she still in hiding." He spat at the brunette.

"I may be a junior in the corporate world but I am veteran in the game, taught specially by my mother since I was fourteen. So I need you to believe me when I say that I am HANDLING this case. I can't do that if you keep on second guessing every single decision I make. Now I need you to be honest with me or else, we will both be getting a surprise in the court room next month. Mr. Robbins you are being prosecuted by Erica Hahn, she is damn good at her job and she can smell a lie from afar, she may be good but I am great, so tell me the truth or find yourself another lawyer." At this point she was shouting, nostrils flaring and if he said another word she would throw her phone at his stupid head.

Callie had been asking Daniel the same question for two hours and he was resistant and inconsistent with his answers, and that was every lawyers worst nightmare, because whether or not he was guilty wasn't the point the facts were what were important. And now he was going round n circles, Erica would eat him up if he were to take the stand.

Daniel could see how angry the Latina was, and he knew she was the right person for the case, he knew right then and there that this was Lucia's protégé. "She has taught you well." He said with a laugh. Callie looked at the change in tone of this man, to say he creped her out was definitely an understatement.

She had been dating Arizona secretly for about six months actually today they would be celebrating their six month anniversary. She was supposed to meet up with the her at the blonde's place because Daniel and his wife were going away to a family friends place. Thinking about her girlfriend made her so excited, she had BUTTERFLIES in her stomach. Somehow she couldn't believe that the short powerful man, who was accused of murdering his right hand man, was the blonde's father; it just didn't make sense.

Arizona was so sweet and kind, she was just cotton candy. Everybody wanted to eat her up. She was kind, had a cute smile and seemed happy. How she was related to this man in front of her was just crazy. Maybe she was adopted Callie thought. "Ok well, shall we start again?" Callie said taking a seat on her office chair, he mirrored her actions.

"Did you kill your right hand man Mr. Hunt?"

"Yes."

Callie had prepared a list of questions that were supposed to coincide with him saying no to that question. Yes she thought he was sneaky but she never would pin point him as a killer. She had been trained wonderfully by her mother to keep her emotions in check but finding out that her girlfriends father was a murderer was not something light.

"YOU WHAT?" she whispered harshly as if someone was listening to their conversation.

"I killed him."

"Why?"

"He was screwing my wife." He answered bluntly.


Later that evening Callie was outside the blondes house, she was supposed to enter because Arizona told her not to knock but just to enter and meet the blonde upstairs in her bedroom, but she couldn't will herself to walk in. She was tired and knew that a night in with her girlfriend was going to be fantastic but how was she supposed to keep what she knew about her father to herself?
Arizona decided to treat her girlfriend to a special night in, she had lavender touches all over her bed, she had fresh roses everywhere, and candles lit up the room with a romantic essence.

When Callie entered Arizona's bedroom she stood by the door and smiled. The blonde was muttering something to herself and WAS lighting the rest of the candles. She was beautiful. Callie couldn't help but smile at her girlfriend, she may be young but she was so mature and loving. "I love you."
The blonde turned around when she heard that voice. "You what?" she thought she was hearing things.
"I am absolutely, crazy in love with you"

"You love me?" the blonde asked in a meek tiny voice. The brunette merely nodded. The blonde threw herself onto the brunette, she hugged her tightly not wanting to let go. "I love you too. So so much" she said with tears streaming down her face.

"Mmmm wanna show me how much you love me?" Callie said hinting suggestively, she pulled the blonde onto the bed hovering on top of her.

"I uh ran you a bath" Arizona said in a small voice, though the last thing she wanted was for Callie to stop.

"THE bath can wait" the Latina husked.

The brunette glanced down at Arizona's magnificent body and raised a pleased eyebrow. "mmmm I love this lingerie you have though I don't want it on for Arizona's. The blonde gasped as the Latina's full warm lips found a home at the side of her neck, below her ear. She leaned her head back, eyes rolling, allowing Callie easier access to her body.

Arizona slipped her hands under the hem of Callie's blouse, feeling the brunette's heated skin. Wanting to get rid of the now wet top the brunette lifted the clothing up and over her head with the blonde's help. The blondes gaze lustfully ran over Callie's black lacey bra and she practically came just looking at the brunette, "OH, Callie!" she screamed breathlessly.

Callie smirked, she slipped a thigh between Arizona's legs, the blonde gasped as the Latina's firm muscles made contact with her center, high on impulse the blonde jerked her hips up and began to rock her hips back and forth, she let out a shuddering whimper…Callie was now on top of her purring. Moans and groans could be heard from far in the house. When Arizona opened her eyes she saw her dad staring straight into her eyes.

The blonde froze, her body going rigid. She hadn't told her parents that she was dating anyone most importantly she hadn't told them she was a lesbian. She knew her father wouldn't approve with all the homophobic comments he always made. She didn't know what to do, Callie was still nibbling at her neck but seeing the look on her father's eyes...

"Dad, help me!" she screamed.

END OF FLASHBACK


"We should uh we should stop" Arizona panted when she came up for air during their heated kiss.

"You'RE joking right?" Callie said in an annoyed tone.

"I just want us to be perfect Callie and sex can't fix everything, we have a lot of issues to resolve okay?"

"You told me to kiss you, not the other way around. You know what I am sick of this up and down business with you Arizona. I am going to sleep, show me to the spare bedroom." The brunette spat standing uP from the floor.

"Uh there is no furniture in the other rooms, and I don't have a couch either." The blonde shly replied, at that moment she was happy at the fact that she chose not to decorate, because now she could sleep with Callie.

The brunette merely humphed, annoyed with the situation, she threw herself on the bed and under the covers. "Stay on your side please." She said to the blonde.

"OOOOKAY " the blonde answered with a smile, she was glad the brunette didn't leave. They were making progress, it was slow but at least it was something.

After a few hours of sleep Arizona was woken up by her doorbell ringing. It was almost eight a.m. in the morning and Arizona usually woke up at six but the ventures of last night were laying heavy on her. She looked beside her and the brunette was splattered all over her bed, snoring lightly. She was so engrossed with looking at the brunette she forgot about the reason she woke up, until the person on her door started ringing the doorbell continuously.

She pecked the Latina's lips lightly before making her way downstairs, on her way down she couldn't help but think about who might be at her door. Only three people knew where she lived, Teddy, her dad and now Callie. It couldn't be her dad because he was in Miami, so it had to be Teddy. She didn't want anyone knowing about her past or now present situation with Callie, so she had to get rid of Teddy before Callie wakes up.

She opened the door and was shocked to see who was standing in front of her.

"What are you doing here?"

AN: mmmhm I wonder who it might be...?