Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy, I just borrowed the name of the characters for entertaining, no intention to violate any copyrights.
A/N : Warning, if you don't like to read unbeta'd story, I am sorry.
I'm going for a 3 days, 3 cities trip from tomorrow and gonna be on a plane each day. We all know life changes in an instant... (touch wood!) I'm sitting in front of my computer and thinking, yeah, I should just post this chapter even though my beloved beta reader hasn't got back to me yet :-p
So, just bear with me, okay?
Chapter 5
"Turn! Turn!" April's high and nasally voice bounced around the hallway. "Up-up-up! Up! Yes! Here we go! Pivot! Pivot! Pivot! Pivot!"
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Alex shouted out over the couch he was carrying. "You're like a freaking mosquito. Stop it!"
"Dude!" Jackson, who was on the other end of the couch shoved forward, made his colleague tumbled back a few steps and dropped the heavy furniture on the floor with a loud thud. "We're here because of your boss, be nice."
"Dude, you're here because of Sloan." Alex put his hands on his hips, staring at the couch with frustration. Beans of sweat formed on his forehead after a whole morning slaving for his boss, the couch was the last heavy load and he just couldn't get the damn thing pass the corner.
Arizona and Teddy poked their heads out of the apartment after hearing the rumpus from outside. Knowing yet another piece of her possession seemingly being wrecked by as Teddy described as "the capable helpers", the blonde opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound.
Today was the moving date. Arizona wanted to settle in the new home before the new year but none of the professional movers were available during the holiday season. When she complained about this on the lunch table with her colleagues, Mark pointed out that they had enough muscle at work. It was an abuse of power but the residents were so eager to please their attendings after the merger. Just threw them some bones, promising some OR times, the puppies all rolled up their sleeves and came to help without complaining to their faces.
"Come on! You're blocking the way." Cristina walked out of the elevator with Meredith next to her, each of them carrying a small box labeled as clothes. "These boxes are really heavy."
"Oh really? How about I take those boxes and you come get the freaking couch moving?" Alex kicked the side of the couch hardly. Luckily his boss just went back to the apartment and didn't see it. "Why on earth does that tiny woman needs a huge couch like this anyway?"
"Oh my god, I thought you're smarter than you look." Cristina took a look of the situation and sneered loudly. "You just left the side, change the angle..."
"What's happening out there?" Mark poked his head out from the back of the television set, asking the two women just went back to the apartment.
"Our residents are working as a team, trying to solve the world biggest problem - how to move a couch." Teddy laughed out sarcastically, and then went back to her previous task in the kitchen. "Seriously Arizona, you don't cook, how come you have so many cooking utensils?"
"I cook, sometimes." Arizona made a grimace. She stood behind Mark and checking out the job that the man was doing. "Is everything okay, Mark? You've been fumbling with the cables for a while. Please don't fire my home theatre system."
"You have the most complicated system, do you know that? Who still owns a LD player by the way?" The man studied the numerous of plugs on the laps with a deep frown.
"My brother and I have an awesome collection of LDs since we were teenagers. And that player? They don't make it anymore. I had to ask a friend in Japan to find it for me and shipped it out to here." The blonde looked over to the boxes in the corner of the living room with a proud smile. "Maybe I should call the guy. You know, the professional, thingy hooking guy."
Mark turned his head to the back staring up at the blonde incredulously. Finally, he swept the cables off his laps and stood up from the floor.
"I'm not gonna do this but you don't need to call your thingy hooking guy. You know who's good at hooking up these stuffs? Torres. Where is she anyway?" The man asked.
"I don't know. I heard that she was in the night shift. She's probably sleeping." Arizona played with the neckline of her shirt subconsciously.
Callie was indeed at work last night, but she had stolen enough sleep between breaks. She was fully charged and ready to come to help. However, since they were going to keep the blossoming relationship under the radar for the while, Arizona thought it was better for Callie not to show up with everyone around them, especially when the brunette was so excited about her moving in to the building.
"Nonsense, how can she not be here to help? I'm calling her." Mark pulled his phone out from the pocket, looked over the kitchen when a sneer coming from Teddy. He missed the death glare shot to the same direction from the blonde behind him. "Hey Torres? You're not sleeping, are you? Great! Come up here to blondie's apartment, she needs you."
Callie was pacing at her apartment the whole morning. She and Arizona haven't really spent much time together since the Christmas party 5 days ago. Busy workloads, conflicted schedules and unexpected ladies nights had postponed their first real date. Callie was so looking forward to have some time around Arizona, and she didn't understand why she was forbidden to be in there. God bless Mark Sloan, the restless brunette bolt at the door not even before the phone was off.
Running 2 steps at a time, Callie arrived at Arizona's front door within 10 seconds but she was blocked by the couch moving group.
"Jesus, guys! Move the couch!" The brunette couldn't help to yell at the residents. "Hey I'm here, what's wrong? Arizona?"
Everyone stared dumbly at her for a moment, then continued to shove the gigantic furniture through the narrow door. As soon as the group successfully clear from the door, Callie was greeted by a bright dimpled smile.
"Hey." Arizona stepped out and subtly pulled the grinning brunette to the side, away from the eyes inside the apartment. She tagged at the front of the shirt that Callie was wearing, the brunette took the hint and leaned in for a quick peck. It was a really quick kiss and both of them had to settle for it right now.
"I miss you." Callie whispered sincerely. It had been 18 hours since she said goodbye to the blonde at the hospital, she was truly missed her. "Mark said you need me, what's wrong?"
Arizona chuckled. She smiled sweetly wanted to tell Callie that she missed her too, but a shout from the apartment interrupted them.
"Yo Torres, come set up the television so that we can have something to watch." Mark roared from the inside.
Well shaped eyebrows rose up knowingly, Arizona rolled her eyes and leaned her in the apartment.
"Mark, you can't even hook up the TV? How useless are you?" Callie teased her friend as soon as she stepped inside. He was sitting on the couch with Jackson on the other end. And Alex was in the kitchen ransacking the fridge.
"I can hook up a TV, but this woman has a stereo, a DVD player, A VCR, a bunch of speakers and a LD player for god sake." Mark jerked his head toward the apartment owner before accepting a can of beer from Alex. He met with the questioning eyes from the PEDS resident and then pointed to the boxes in the corner. "Ya, your boss has a LD player and a truckload of discs over there."
"Really? I haven't seen those things for ages." The young resident put his beer on the coffee table and ran for the boxes with excitement. He sat down on the floor and started to look into the treasures. "Wow dude, you have a lot of concerts. Metallica, Guns N' Roses, Nirvana... Sweet!"
"Rock bands? Seriously?" Callie asked before rolled up her sleeves examining the equipments. Not in a million years would she picture the bright and bubbly woman was a fan of rock music.
"I was young." Arizona shrugged a shoulder, putting the books onto the shelf without looking at anyone.
"Hey, there's nothing wrong of loving rock music. My dad was a guitar player and I listened to these since I can remember." Alex pulled out a LD from the pile and exclaimed. "Queen Live in Budapest! We've got to watch this! Torres, can you plug the things faster?"
"Easy tiger. I just moved in and have a lot of things to do around the place. I don't have time to hold a concert for you." Arizona threw the young man a smile over her shoulder.
"Come on, dude!" Alex whined, but the blonde put her foot down.
"Not today, dude!"
"What? You're just gonna kick us out after all the heavy lifting? You can go on with your unpacking and leave us with the show playing. You won't even know we're here." The man tried again. He looked over to the other 2 men on the couch, who shrugged nonchalantly sipping their beer.
Arizona was trying to come up with a rejoinder, but Callie spoke up before her.
"Guys, I don't think that's possible. A cable is missing."
"A cable is missing?" Arizona stared at the brunette with wide eyes. "I put everything in the box together..."
"One of the three RCA plugs is missing." Callie bobbed an eyebrow behind the television, giving the signal subtly and Arizona got it loud and clear.
"Oh right, I must've put it in one of the other boxes in a hurry. Sorry guys, it's gonna take a while to find it."
Alex groaned and went back to dig in the LD collection with a pout.
"Why are you pouting, Evil Spawn?" Cristina came out of the bedroom with Meredith after they put the boxes of clothes in there. She wouldn't miss the chance to mock her colleague. "More heavy stuffs to move?"
"He wants to watch television but mommy doesn't allow him to." Jackson smirked behind the beer can.
"It's not just television. It's Queen! In LD!" Alex held up the record showing it to his peers. The new comers in the living room looked at each other with a confused frown.
"I'm not disallowed it, but I just don't have time now. Look around, I have so many things to do. Having you guys here just gonna slow me down. I want to finish unpacking still today." Arizona waved her hands around emphasizing her point, and added quickly. "And a cable is missing. The system can't be set up yet. So, not today."
"That's easy." Cristina said flatly. "No today, then we have a new year's eve plus house warming party in here. Then Alex can watch those craps."
"Sounds great!" Everyone cheered to the idea except Arizona and Callie. The two had talked about having a romantic dinner in Callie's favorite French restaurant on New Year's eve as their first date. She had even made the reservation already.
"I can't... I mean... I don't..." The home owner stuttered. If she had known how much these people like to party, she'd just let Alex watch the damn concert right now.
"Oh come on, we helped you moving today. Consider that as a payment for our blood and sweat, fair enough." The Asian looked around the living room, everyone nodded in agreement, especially Alex.
"But- but- I don't cook." The blonde looked over the kitchen, meeting with her best friend's smirk.
"April! April!" Cristina shouted out suddenly. A flash of redhead ran out of the bathroom with a bottle of shampoo in hand. April was in charge of the bathroom and had missed the discussion out there. "We're having a party on New Year's eve. You cook?"
"Great! I can make a turkey, pasta, oh and an ambrosia salad, my family recipe..." April exclaimed cheerily, but Cristina cut her off without missing a beat.
"Just wrap up something simple, we're gonna have a dance party." She held up her hand, Meredith gave her a loud high five in response.
Arizona and Callie stared at each other with their mouth agape.
The group went on with the party planning, against the blonde's will mostly. April in charge of the food, Cristina and Alex were going to bring the booze, and Meredith was going to convince her husband to rearrange the shifts so that everyone could be in the party. Seeing there was no way to stop this madness, Arizona agreed with a heavy sigh, but she had 3 conditions - a simple dinner party, keep it minimal, and help cleaning up afterward.
Everyone left shortly after everything had settled. Some of them went back to the hospital starting their shifts, and some went to enjoy the rest of their day off leaving the blonde to finish her works. Callie, unwillingly, followed Mark back to the apartments downstairs when everybody walked out of the door. Her best friend asked if she wanted to hang out, but she answered that she wanted go back to sleep and then rushed into her home.
Callie kept her ear on the door from the inside for a good 2 minutes before slipped out, closed the door behind very gently and ran for the stairs. Of course she'd go back to Arizona's. Knocked on the door lightly, it opened in a second.
"It took you long enough." The blonde smiled to her guest.
"I have to make sure Mark doesn't know I come back up here." Callie leaned her head on the doorframe, smiling back to the blonde. "I'm sorry. I should have warned you that those people are party animals, they won't pass up a chance to have a party."
"Well, after your birthday, the thanksgiving dinner and the Christmas party, I should have figured." Arizona chuckled, and took Callie's hand to pull her in the apartment. The brunette closed the door with her free hand, not waiting for it to close fully before leaning forward to capture the pink lips for a real kiss.
"What are we going to do for the New Year's eve? Do we really have to cancel the reservation?" Callie asked after their lips parted. Her face twisted with disappointment. "I am really, really, really looking forward to take you out for a date."
"What chance do we have? It was 6 against 1. You and Teddy just stood there watching them made the plans." Arizona sighed heavily. She looped her arms around the taller woman's neck and pressed their forehead together. "I am really, really, really looking forward to go out with you too."
"How about tonight? I think I can still get a table in somewhere nice." Callie put her hands on Arizona's hips. Her hands stroke the slender waist tenderly, twisting the hem of the loose T-shirt that the blonde was wearing. She wanted to feel the soft skin on her fingertips again but Arizona slipped out of her hold before she could touch the naked waist.
"I can't. I want to unpack everything today, and I'm pretty such I'll be exhausted by the end of the day." The blonde said over her shoulder, walking to one of the box that was already opened.
"Let me help. I'm here to help." Callie followed, standing behind the blonde and rested her chin on the crook of the creamy neck, looking into the content of the box. "We can stay in, ordering pizza for dinner."
"You don't mind? You just finished a night shift, don't you want to get some sleep?" Arizona asked softly, melting into Callie's embrace when the strong hands wrapped around her waist from behind in a tight hold.
"I want to get some time with you." Callie nuzzled the soft neck, nipping gently as she talked. "Where can I start? The kitchen? The bathroom? Your bedroom?"
"You want to get into my bedroom already? I don't think we're close enough to let you go through my wardrobe yet." Arizona turned her head toward Callie, giving the woman a flirty smile before once again, slipped out of her hands.
"No? I thought I'll get to see your underwear drawer." The brunette feigned disappointment, made the blonde giggled and stepped forward into Callie's personal space. She inched closer to the pouting lips but without touching them.
"Someday, maybe." She breathed out against the plump lips, but pulled away before the brunette was able to close the distance. "But right now, you would be a big help setting up my study. And I, am going to put my clothes in the drawers."
"Tease." Callie groaned playfully, watching the blonde disappeared into the bedroom before blew her a kiss. She couldn't help to grin like a fool. She was in a few relationships before, but none of them were half as flirty and pleasurable as she was with Arizona. She found herself enjoying every second that she was around this chirpy woman. Maybe dating a woman was not a bad idea.
The two worked separately, but from time to time they found an excuse to go to the others, stealing a kiss or had a harmless banter. Arizona even let her underwear drawer opened purposely, gave Callie a good look of her blue lace bra lying on top of the pile.
Pizza arrived after they finished the last box. Arizona went to take a quick shower washing off the tiredness and Callie stayed in the living room setting up their dinner. She looked into Arizona's movie collection and decided on a romantic comedy that she hadn't seen yet.
"The pizza looks delicious." The freshly washed blonde came out of the bathroom. She planted a soft kiss on the tanned cheek from behind before rounding the couch to sit next to her house guest. She reached into the box to get herself a piece and snuggled up against the curvy body. "You have to give me the phone number of this pizza place."
"Sure." Callie wrapped an arm around Arizona's shoulder pulling her closer. Buried her noise in the blonde hair and inhaled deeply. "You smell good."
"What are we watching?" Arizona asked absently biting in her pizza. They both glanced at the DVD cover on the coffee table. "No reservations?"
"Yup. Although we do have a reservation, just we can't make it." The brunette screwed up her face, staring into the blue eyes sadly.
"You're still upset about that?" Arizona swung the piece of pizza in her hand, held it closer and closer to the pouting lips. Callie took a bite with a big smile. "I kinda like this first date."
"No no, this is not a date. We're just sitting in your living room eating pizza." Plump lips moved quickly swallowing the food before she talked. "Our real first date is going to be romantic, cozy and special. We're going to dine in the finest restaurant with candle light and music. And by the end of the date, I'm going to walk you home and kiss you goodnight on your doorstep."
"We can do that. We're going to have a lot more dates and I want the romantic dinner you just mentioned." Arizona reached out her hand, stroking the caramel color cheek lovingly. "But I love this one we're having now. I like pizza, and I like the girl who brought pizza. What would be cozier than wearing my sweat pant, snuggle up against you and able to do this anytime I want?"
The blonde threw the pizza back to the box, used her free hand pulling the curvy body closer to hers. Their lips met to a tender kiss that made Callie moaned in her mouth. But the kiss turned into giggling in each other's lips when Italian opera coming from the movie.
"And now, we have music. Isn't it perfect?" Arizona pulled away and rested her head on Callie's shoulder, wrapped her arms around the warm body and breathed out contently.
"The guy is singing opera in the kitchen. How goofy is he?" The brunette chuckled when the actor in the movie danced around singing from the top of his lungs.
"I don't really care for him. I like the movie because of Catherine Zeta-Jones." Arizona shrugged carelessly, playing with the hem of Callie's shirt with her fingers.
"You have a thing for brunette, do you?" Callie asked with a smirk, and the blonde answered with a wink.
"Only the hot one, but I think I'll still like you if you dyed your hair blonde."
"Good to know." Callie tightened her arm, enjoying the coziness of having the soft body next to her in the huge comfy couch. They watched the movie with a little commentary from here and there. Half way to the movie, Arizona was getting quiet.
"I bet he is going to sleep with her and then steals the secret recipe of her sauce." Callie sneered at the screen, but got no response from the woman in her arm. She looked down and found Arizona had fallen asleep on her shoulder, with a small smile plastered on the peaceful face.
Callie turned off the movie. She wanted to stay but she knew the blonde must be exhausted from the moving. Settling the unconscious body on the couch, Callie went to the bedroom grabbing a comforter and placed it over the sleeping beauty. After leaving a note on the coffee table, she gave Arizona a tender kiss and then left the apartment quietly.
"Why do you look like you were sleeping with a cloth hanger in your mouth?" Bailey asked her lunch buddy with a sneer.
"What?" Callie frowned, looking confused.
"You are smiling like a fool the whole morning." The small woman glanced at her colleague before sipping her milkshake. "Something good happened?"
"What?" Callie asked again trying to act as innocent as possible. "Nothing happened. I just had a good night sleep."
The brunette so wanted to tell her friend that the energy of her mega watt smile was coming from a certain blonde hair beauty that just walked into the cafeteria, but she couldn't. She and Arizona had decided to keep this to themselves for now, so she had to bite her lips to stop herself from saying too much.
"Just the two of you? Where are the others?" Arizona asked the two women whilst sitting down at the table, a little closer to Callie, unwittingly.
"Surgeries." Bailey answered, looked between the two women with an eyebrow rose up. "Torres was telling me she had a good night, how about you? How was your night?"
"I had a good night too." The blonde smiled, mostly to Callie.
"Really? What did you..." Bailey was about to get into more details, but someone came close to their table made her stopped, and made her colleague's smiles fell.
"Hi." It was Cheryl. She greeted everyone on the table and then turned to Arizona. "Arizona, can I talk to you?"
"Sure." The blonde blinked a couple times before realized the redhead meant privately. She stood up and followed Cheryl to the side, turning her head back on the way, not surprise to found a burning glare coming from a pair of brown eyes.
"Arizona, I like you." The dermatology fellow said pointedly as soon as they were out of the earshot from anyone. "You know, it is not easy to find someone in our circle, especially when we spend most of our time in the hospital. I know I'm coming a bit strong but I just don't give up easily when there's something I want. Let's cut to the chase. I need to know, are you seeing someone?"
"I- I- Why- why would you say that?" Arizona was stunned by the straight forward question.
"You never call me back." Cheryl chewed the inside of her mouth nervously. "And I saw the way you and Dr. Torres danced together at the Christmas party. Are you dating Torres?"
"We- we..." There was no way she was going to admit it to this woman, at least not before she shared this to her friends. "Torres and I are friends."
"I know it's not my place to say this, but Dr. Torres is not a lesbian. She likes men. She dated another male doctor who was working in here..." The redhead continued, but Arizona cut her off.
"O'Malley, I know that."
"And Dr. Sloan. Someone told me that they were together for a while and they used to spend a lot of times in the on-call rooms, if you know what I mean." Cheryl leaned in closer, saying in a low voice.
"Sloan?" Blue eyes went wide.
"Yes. Everyone knew that." Cheryl nodded her head firmly. "She enjoyed sex with men. Arizona, I just don't want to see you get hurt."
"Thank you, Cheryl." Arizona gave the redhead a tight smile. She didn't know what else she could say, or think. She made an excuse about needing to see a patient, walking out of the cafeteria without giving a second glance to the confused brunette who was staring at her the whole time.
The blonde had a couple of simple surgeries in the afternoon. Her phone buzzed from time to time indicated that she had incoming messages. She knew who these were from but she just couldn't bring herself to answer them yet. Standing in front of the surgical board before she headed home, she was glad to see Callie was halfway in a complicated surgery that won't be out soon. She needed some alone time to process it.
Refilled her wine glass the third time over the night, she sighed heavily when a knock coming at the door.
"Arizona?" Callie knocked against impatiently. She was tired and confused and frustrated and mad. She knew that redhead was obsessed with Arizona and she didn't understand why the blonde didn't just shut her off, telling her to take a hike. Unless... "Arizona?"
The door opened, revealing an emotionless pale face from the inside.
"What do you want, Callie?" Arizona asked calmly, her hand holding the edge of the door. Her body language telling Callie that she didn't want the visitor to get into her apartment.
"What do I want? What is happening? Why didn't you answer my texts?" The brunette frowned, her gaze shifted to the back of the blonde head trying to look inside.
"I was busy. I had surgeries." Arizona sighed, avoiding the gaze from the woman standing in front of her.
"And you didn't even have a second in between to text me back?" The Latina's patient was getting thin. She was afraid to ask. "Is she here?"
"Who?" The blonde questioned with her eyes narrowed.
"That woman from dermatology. She is inside your apartment, isn't she?" Callie swallowed hard. Jealousy was written all over her feature, but Arizona was too upset to sense that.
"Cheryl? She's not here." A furrow had formed on Arizona's forehead. She had no idea why Callie would think Cheryl was in here, but she did know that Callie wouldn't leave without talking about what was bothering her. She stepped aside, opened the door wider. "Do you want to come in?"
Of course she did. Callie walked in slowly, secretly taking in the surrounding of the living room, kinda relieved to find there was only one wine glass on the coffee table.
"We were fine last night. We were fine before that woman pulled you aside and whispered in your ear. What had happened, Arizona?" The brunette spun around facing the woman, pleading for an answer with her big brown eyes.
"Nothing happened. We were just talking." Arizona answered with an air of detachment. She turned to the kitchen grabbing an empty glass for her guest. "You want some wine?"
"About was?" Callie asked again. She hated herself of being so pushy, but she couldn't help herself.
"Nothing important..." Arizona walked toward the living room. She took a longer route trying not to get too close to the woman haunting her mind the whole day.
"No, don't lie to me Arizona. You acted so differently after you met her again. Please," Callie took a deep breath trying to calm her nerve. The knot in her stomach was driving her crazy. "Just tell me. Are you having second thought about us? Are you going to choose that woman... Cheryl after all?"
"What? No!" White wine almost spilt all over the floor from the bottle when the blonde heard the question. She composed herself and about to pour the wine into the empty glass, Callie snatched the bottle from her hand.
"Then what? Why are you acting so strange? Please talk to me, just tell me. I don't want you to hide anything from me. If you don't want this, just tell me. I-"
"I am the one hiding something? Are you kidding me?" Arizona put the glass on the coffee table forcefully, cutting off the ramble coming out from the furious plump lips. "You are the one hiding your relationship with Mark Sloan from me. When are you going to tell me that you are seeing Mark Sloan?"
"Who told you I'm seeing Mark?" Callie looked at the flush face with wide eyes.
"It doesn't matter..." The blonde shut her eyes and breathed out slowly. Usually she was calm and in control, she had no idea why the brunette always had a way to make her lost her head.
"It does because it is not true." Callie said firmly.
"So you are telling me you and that man was never a thing?" Blue eyes opened sharply, daring the brunette to lie to her.
"Mark and I was never a thing." Callie stated again. "We slept together a few times but it meant nothing."
"Oh come on!" Arizona felt her heart sank to her stomach. "You two are always together. You two almost live together only separated by 2 doors. He doesn't like me ever since I was in the picture."
"He didn't like you because he thought you broke my heart. Mark is my best friend, he cares for me." Callie swallowed hard. She didn't see what the problem was.
"Don't insult my intelligence, Torres." Couldn't bear standing there having the image of her Callie and the man she had seen every day being naked together, Arizona took back the bottle of wine and striding toward the kitchen. "A man and a woman would never just be friends. He always stares at your boobs. He wanted to get into your pants!"
"Oh, so according to your logic, you're staying close to Cheryl because you want to sleep with her?" The brunette followed, bracing herself against the kitchen counter staring at the back of the blonde when the woman shoved the bottle in the fridge with a loud clink.
"That is different. I have never had anything with Cheryl except going out with her on one date." Arizona spun around instantly, not backing down on this intense staring contest.
"Did you kiss her?" Callie asked sternly.
"What?" The blue eyes stare was distracted for a brief second.
"Did you kiss her?" Callie knew Arizona had heard the question well, but she asked again anyway with her lips pulled to a frown.
"I did, it was-" An answer came out of the pink lips that made the brunette's jaw tightened.
"So it is okay for you to keep a woman that you have kissed hanging around, but me having my best friend close to me is a crime?"
"It's not that. It's- It's-" Arizona stammered. How the hell did the table turned so quickly?
"What, Arizona? I really don't understand why I'm being friend with someone who helped me through the toughest time in my life would be so unforgivable. Yes, I've slept with Mark because I was upset. I thought I wasn't desirable and Mark was there." Sleeping with Mark wasn't the brightest decision in her life, but Callie wasn't going to apologize for gaining a best friend out of it. And how dare would Arizona put on a look of disgust when she didn't know how devastated she was after George cheated on her.
"That is what I'm talking about! You want to have a backup penis nearby!" The pale face scrunched up when the word left her mouth. She was never a fan of it, even the word made her feel nauseated.
"Wha- what?" Despite they were in the middle of a heated argument, Callie couldn't help chuckling to the ridiculous accusation. "He is not my backup penis."
"He is! You said it. You were upset and then Mark was just across the hall and you went for it." Arizona's voice raised an octave higher, and her hands waved around furiously. "How am I gonna think whenever we have a fight or something? Should I worry that you'll just go for your backup penis, because he is there?"
"Mark is not my backup penis! Yes, we did it a several times but it never felt right. And then we decided that we're better off being just friends. I've never slept with him ever since." Callie felt herself getting angrier by the second and she didn't have to stay here for that. Pushed herself off the counter, she turned to leave. "He set me up to have a date with you, remember?"
"He set up the date as a joke to us. He didn't know we'd actually head to somewhere." Arizona rounded the kitchen counter, following the brunette as she shouted out. "And you want us to put whatever between us as a secret because you don't want to lose him!"
"You are the one saying you want to take it slow!" Callie stopped her track and yelled back. "You know what? We are not heading to anywhere. You'll always assume that I want a man no matter how many time I've told you that I don't need a man. I like you and I want to be with you but you'll always throw my bisexuality to my face."
Arizona hitched in her breath. She watched the angry woman opened her front door before she could react.
"And by the way, I don't need a man as my backup penis! I have a battery operated one in my nightstand drawer!" Callie threw the last few words over her shoulder before stormed out of the apartment, leaving the blonde stared at the closed door feeling like a bucket of cold water just poured all over her.
Callie ran down the stairs, trying hard to hold back the tears. She was beyond mad. She was furious. How could Arizona being such a bonehead that didn't know all she wanted was being with her, no one else? She fumbled to unlock the door to her apartment with a shaky hand, and the door opposite to hers opened.
"Hey Callie, glad you're here. I'm going to Joe's for a drink, wanna join me?" Mark asked while putting on his jacket outside his apartment. He frowned when he got no answer, and the brunette was still had her back to him trying to open her door. "Hey Cal, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Mark." Finally got the door opened, Callie stepped inside without giving the man another gaze. "Bye Mark."
Closed the door behind her, Callie backed against it and tears started pouring out between her shut eyelids. It was a mistake, she said to herself. If Arizona kept fixated on her liking men, there had no possible way that they would keep going. She didn't know it was Arizona's action or her words hurt her the most. How could a stupid fight like this was able to shatter her heart to thousands pieces even before they started anything serious?
A knock at the door startled her.
"Go away, Mark." Callie roared.
"It's me." It wasn't Mark. "Calliope, can you open the door?"
Brought the front of her shirt up wiping away the tear stain, the brunette opened the door with hesitation.
"I owe you an apology." Arizona stood outside the apartment looking timidly. Took in the swollen eyes and redden nose in front of her, she felt her heart ached and angry at herself for making this woman cried. She held her tongue willing the expressive brown eyes to look at her. It took a painfully long minute for Callie to lift her head, glaring at the sheepish blue eyes.
"You want to give me one, or just giving me a heads up?" The thick and nasal voice came out cold and distant, made the blonde flinched.
"Calliope..." Arizona breathed out heavily.
"Don't! Do not Calliope me." The brunette held up a hand, forced a sarcastic smirk. "If you come here checking whether I go for my backup penis, I'm sorry to disappointed you."
"I didn't mean it, Callie. I was-"
"You were trying to find a way out." Callie interjected before the blonde was able to voice out her explanation. Strong arms crossed over her chest in a defend gesture. "You don't want to be with someone who had had sex with men. You want Cheryl. The tall, skinny, sexy and gorgeous, smooth skin Cheryl. I got it."
"It isn't about Cheryl. It is-" Arizona tried again, but got cut off once again.
"It is me, I know that! I'm not stupid. You don't have to tell me twice."
"You are not stupid but you're hotheaded! Can you let me finish?" Arizona blurt out, made the brunette shock with her mouth agape. "I was jealous, okay?"
"What?" Mouth still hung open, Callie dropped her hands to the side.
"I was jealous of Sloan. Everyone has a past, I know that. Mine isn't glorious either. But I didn't know I'm seeing yours everyday, working with yours everyday." Blue eyes stared at brown sincerely. "It wasn't about the- the penis. It came out harsh and terrible, but it really wasn't about the penis. If your ex was a woman and staying around, I'd be jealous of her too."
"You were... jealous of Mark? Why?" A little smile crept across the full lips. No one had ever admitted of being jealous because of her. Callie felt the butterflies in her stomach had alive again.
"He has seen you naked!" Arizona sighed out frustratingly. "And I hate that from now on whenever I see him looking at you, I don't know he is looking at you or reliving the images in his head."
"Oh Arizona," Callie tilted her head to the side giving the sheepish blonde a sweet smile. "You have nothing to worry about. He had slept with enough women to wash off the image of me in his head."
"Are you crazy? We spent the night together months ago and I can still see you in my mind." The shorter woman stepped closer, taking Callie's hands in hers. "All I can think about is you."
"Really? Not even..." Callie inched her face closer, longing for the inviting pink lips.
"Not even... wait." Arizona pulled back slightly, a mischievous twinkle sparkling in her eyes. "You've been mentioning Cheryl the whole time. Are you... jealous?"
"Maybe." The brunette turned her face away, biting her lips to hide the smile. A pair of soft hands holding her cheeks redirected her gaze to the front.
"You have nothing to worry about." Arizona breathed out, closed the distance between their lips for a sweetest makeup kiss.
Not wanting to say goodbye yet, Callie leaned the blonde in her apartment cuddled comfortably in the couch. She buried her nose in the blonde lock whilst the small frame snuggled up against her.
"Isn't it crazy? We haven't even had our first date, yet we already had our first fight." Arizona nuzzled the soft and warm olive skin above the collarbone with her eyes closed. She couldn't hold her smile feeling the pulse point throbbing under her touch.
"We should have turned down the ladies night 3 nights ago, or just tell them that we have plan, not going to throw them that party tomorrow night." Callie whispered pitifully. She really wanted to spend the New Year eve with just her and Arizona. It had been 6 days since they decided to give it a try. She didn't know how long she would be able to hold her tongue, not telling or showing everyone that she was getting in a relationship with this amazing woman. "Why don't we just tell them that we're seeing each other? I don't want to hide you from our friends."
"Me either, but we work together. And the hospital is really gossipy." There was a falter in Arizona's voice that alerted the brunette. No way to avoid this conversation, the blonde breathed out slowly. "Before I went to Mercy West, I was in John's Hopkins for my residency. I went out with this scrub nurse a couple times but we didn't really clicked, so I ended it after 4 weeks. She ended up cutting my palm with a scalpel in the middle of a surgery. She earned a nickname Scalpel and I became the enemy of every nurse in the hospital. That's why I left Hopkins and moved to Seattle."
"You afraid I'm going to cut you with a scalpel? You know my choice of weapon is the drill, or the bone sew." Callie laughed out loudly, finding the story amusing. But of course the person in the story thought otherwise.
"Be serious, Callie. Everyone in the hospital is your friend. They love you and adore you. If this doesn't work out between us, I'll be losing you and the friends." Arizona sat up straight, shifted in the seat facing the smirking woman despairingly.
"You are being silly for no good reason. First, everyone loves you and adores you too. And they are also your friends. They're the most nonjudgmental crew you've ever seen." Callie shrugged her shoulders causally, hand stroking the thigh next to hers up and down ensuring the blonde. "When Derek and Meredith were fighting, on the verge of separation. Or Mark and Lexie, or Cristina and Owen right now, no one takes side. We just stepped back and betting on how soon they're gonna makeup."
"You guys bet on their fights? That's immoral." Arizona's jaw dropped. She pushed Callie's shoulder friskily made the brunette laughed out even louder.
"That's showing how supportive we are." Callie caught another playful punch with her stronger hand before it landed on her upper arm. Tugged the slender wrist lightly, pulling the giggling woman toward her and Arizona was straddling her laps in a fluent movement. "And about us? Do you think we don't click, like you and Scalpel?"
"Well, we fought and made up in merely half an hour, I think that's a record." The blonde looped her arms around the smirking woman, looking deep into the brown eyes lovingly.
"See? We clicked." Callie gazed back, warmth spread across her chest when the adorable dimpled smile came in view.
They held the gaze for a long while, suddenly the dimple disappeared and replaced by a bitter smile.
"Can we not fight? Like never again?" Creamy hand reached out to caress the caramel cheek tenderly. The blonde was mesmerized by how beautiful it was that their skins came together. "I hate to see you cry, especial if I am the reason that make you cry."
"I hate it too. But think about the makeup sex, rumor has it that it is really hot." Callie smiled mischievously, intended to lighten the mood and the angelic laugh came out from the blonde told her that it worked.
"I bet it is." Remembering something from their event, Arizona asked with an equally mischievously smile. "Hey, you really keep a vibrator in your nightstand?"
"That's all you got from the fight?" Tanned hands were getting restless. They traveled up and down the tights on either side of the brunette, and moving upward to the slim waist slowly. But Arizona's response made them stopped.
"No, I remember vividly that I was being a bitch that made you cry." The blonde buried her face in the crook of Callie's neck shamefully. It wasn't her proudest moment and she knew she needed to make it up to Callie.
"Hey! Don't call the woman I- I'm dating a bitch." The brunette pulled on the elastic band of Arizona's sweat pant, made her yelped when it sprang back on the small of her back. "And we were talking about the thing in my drawer. Go back to the happy place."
"Nope, we were talking about not going to fight again." Arizona sat back straight with a wide grin. She really enjoyed the flirty and funny side of this woman. She couldn't believe she almost blew it.
"How about... we come up with a safe word, whenever anyone of us want to start a fight, it has to stop when the safe word comes up?" Callie suggested.
"A safe word? Like in a sex game?" Eyebrows above the sparkling blue eyes rose up, pink lips curled to a naughty smile.
"Get your head out of the gutter, Robbins." Strong hands sneaked under the shirt of the woman sitting on her laps. Callie held onto the shaking body when the blonde burst into an uncontrollable laughter.
"Not easy when I know there's something in your drawer." Arizona leaned in, breathed out against the brunette's ear made the strong woman shivered. Satisfied with the effect she had on Callie, the blonde sat up straight again. "No fighting?"
"So not original." Callie shook her head. "Penis?"
"Eww!" Even thought their first fight was about this body part, not in a million years that the blonde would call it during their fight. "Pizza? We love pizza."
"Pizza it is!" Callie agreed with a cheer. They sealed the deal with a peck on the lips. The peck turned into a lingering kiss, lips glided against lips. Before they knew it, their tongues were fighting for dominant and hands were everywhere.
Nibbling at the ivory neck, encouraged by the gasps and rapid heartbeat from the blonde, tanned hands kneaded the way upward from the back of the smooth back to the side of the swollen chest, bringing the loosen shirt up along the way. Craving for seeing the skin under her touch, Callie clutched the hem of the shirt and about to pull it over Arizona's head. But her hands were stopped when a pair of shaky hands grasped hers above the shirt.
"We- we need to stop." Arizona panted out. Forehead against forehead, unfocused blue eyes stared into confused brown ones. "We- we should stop."
"What? Why?" Breathed in deeply, the brunette was trying to control her breath and did her best to not showing any disappointment on her face. "Right, we should wait. At least after our first date, or the third."
"No, it's not that." The blonde smiled timidly. She readjusted her shirt before stroking the flush cheek with the back of her hand. "I didn't expect to see you tonight, and I most contently didn't expect this. I'm not wearing my sexy underwear."
"What?" Still looked confused, but a grin slowly found the way to Callie's face.
"I'm wearing a sport bra and unmatched panties." Arizona bit the corner of her bottom lips seductively. "It's not sexy. I want our official first time to be all about sexy, and hot."
All Callie could do was nodded, swallowed hard visible.
"Dr. Robbins?" High pitch voice came through the intercom. Arizona didn't need to lift her head to see who was calling her.
"What is it, Dr. Kepner?"
"It's almost 4:30pm, I need to get the foods and everything into your apartment before the guests arrived." April asked in her normal chirpy voice. She was excited about the party. But the apartment owner wasn't.
"I'm elbow deep in this boy's chest. I don't have time to care about that." Arizona answered coldly. "And since when does this party have a starting time?"
"Alex and Cristina told everyone to be there at 5pm, we're already late..." Oblivious of the annoyance in the attending's tone, April kept going.
"Then tell everyone to come later." Arizona snapped at the resident. This was an emergency case that came into the ER not long ago, and the patient was suffering a severe trauma that needed the surgeon's full attention.
"But I don't have the guest list..." April's voice was getting shaky, and smaller.
"What do you mean..." The PEDS surgeon frowned under her scrub cap. It shouldn't be difficult to inform the usual crowd that the dinner was gonna be postponed. She took her eyes off the body in front of her to glance at the gallery, not surprise to see the worried furrow on the young resident's face. Everyone in the hospital treated the poor girl like crap. Well yes, she was annoying but she didn't deserve this. Arizona sighed heavily into the mask. "Go find Dr. Altman, she has a set of key to my apartment. Or ask Dr. Torres to get you the key from my purse."
With an even higher pitch of thank you, April bolt at the door to find the ones that would get her into the apartment where the party gonna take place.
"I have to say it is very bold of you, Robbins." Bailey, assisting on the surgery, said to the lead surgeon over the table after watching the exchange.
"What do you mean?" Arizona chance a glance to her friend between repairing the pancreas.
"They always hold this kind of party at Meredith Grey's house. They did it at Yang's apartment once when she was still living with Torres. Torres had her signed a written agreement the next day said that this would never happen again or she'd be kicked out without notice." Bailey shrugged, changing the positing of the suction causally.
"Why? What do you mean this kind of party?" Arizona asked with her eyes widened, but they couldn't continue this conversation as the machine beeping aloud. "Damn! BP's dropping."
It took the team another 3 hours to save the boy. Showered and changed quickly, Arizona was running across the hospital lobby to get home, and she found a familiar figure was in her tail.
"Arizona, you just got out too?" Put on an extra bounce on her feet, Callie rushed to the waiting blonde.
"Yeah, a tough one. Come on, I can't believe I'm late for my own dinner party." Reaching for the hand of Callie's, Arizona clasped them together like the most normal thing to do, pulling the grinning woman running across the street to their apartment building. And of course, they made good use of the lonesome in the elevator.
"Okay, I'm going to change real quick and then I'll come find you." Callie tore her lips away from the sweetest of Arizona's with reluctance and slipped out of the elevator, the cart continued the journey carrying the smiling blonde to her floor.
But the smile fell as soon as the door of the elevator opened. Music was playing loudly in the hallway. A twitch in her stomach telling her that was not a good sign. Rounded the corner, she found the door of her apartment was wide opened and a few people were standing outside with beer in their hand. She might or might not recognize those people from the hospital.
She felt dizzy when she approached her apartment. Looking in from the threshold, there were at least 30 people inside, and more than half were strangers to her. Walking in slowly, she believed her eyes were about to bulge out of her eye sockets.
Her precious LDs were spread around the entertainment unit. The couch got push to the side making room for the make shift dance floor in the middle of the living room. The coffee table had been used for a temporary stage in the middle of the crowd and a few girls were dancing on top of it, including Cristina and Meredith.
A flash of redhead passed by the petrified apartment owner, Arizona grasped April's arm with force that almost knocked down the tray in her hand.
"April, what is happening?" The blonde yelled under the loud music, the seemingly tipsy young resident shouted back cheerfully.
"It's a party!"
"You're already drunk?" Arizona took in the goofy grin in front of her, and the hint of greenish on April's tongue made her furrow went deeper.
"What? No! I just had a bottle of beer. But these jello," April picked up a jello shot from the tray and offered to her attending. "This is really tasty. Cristina made it and she said I'd like it. You know what? I really do!"
Too shock to react, Arizona didn't take the offered treat, and the redhead brought it to her own mouth between giggles.
"April, there is vodka in these things. Stop eating it and get yourself some water. And why are so many people..." Arizona looked around, and she found the person that would be able to answer her question. "Karev!"
Pushed through the crowd toward the kitchen, where had been transferred to the bar, Arizona grabbed her resident's shoulder and turned him around, fire in her eyes that almost bored a hole in his face.
"Here you made it!" Alex exclaimed.
"Of course I made it! This is my apartment! I told you a minimal party! A dinner party! What have you done?" The furious department head poked the resident's chest with her finger, echoing each word.
"Come on, it's a New Year's party! I told a couple of guys, and they told a couple of guys... Isn't it great? Everyone's enjoying this party." Alex rubbed his aching chest with a smirk. He and Cristina knew the blonde might not be thrilled with the idea of having such a huge party, but who wouldn't like a huge party? He reached behind the back and grabbed a bottle of beer from the counter, offering to his boss. "Beer?"
"No, I don't want a beer! I want..." Arizona flung off the bottle and about to scold the man. But Alex turned her around and wrapped an arm over her shoulder, pointing ahead with his bottle holding hand.
"Listen, I need your help. You see the girl over there by the couch? The blonde? That's Kristy from dermatology. I have tried to nail her for weeks. This party is my chance. I invited her over here and she brought a friend. I need you to be my wingwoman." Alex whispered into the blonde's ear.
"What?"
"Normally I'd ask Sloan or Avery, but her friend is playing in your field." The tall man shrugged, took a swig of the beer.
"You're insane!" Arizona pushed the man off of her, but Alex was holding her tight.
"Come on, help me out. You're not seeing anyone anyway, right? It's a win-win situation. I'll do your chart for one week." Dragging Arizona toward his target by the wrist, Alex greeted the two women who had their backs to them. "Hey girls! Kristy, Cheryl, have you met Arizona?"
"What the hell?" Callie took in a sharp breath through her agape mouth while stepping in Arizona's apartment. She couldn't believe Cristina did it again. Years ago after a crazy dance party at her apartment without informing her in advance, she had Cristina promised not to throw any more over the top party other than at Meredith's house. But here she was, finding at least a quarter of hospital staffs grooving around in Arizona's apartment under the Rock-n'roll coming out from the sound system. And in the center of the crowd, she could see a redhead flinging around uncoordinatedly. Was that April Kepner?
It took her a whole minute to find her blonde who was standing outside her bedroom, scolding at someone with her face reddening.
"What's happening? Are you alright?" Callie strode toward the blonde, glared at the two persons she believed were the interns in the hospital when they passed by with the tails between their legs.
"Am I alright? Am I alright? They turned my apartment to a freaking disco. Have you seen the people out there? And these two were trying to get into my bedroom wanted to do god knows what!" Arizona pointed her angry fingers to the disgraceful couple before they blended into the crowd.
Callie pulled the blonde in her arms to a comforting embrace. She gritted her teeth tight and glared toward the living room.
"The living room is a mess. The kitchen is a mess." Relaxed a little in Callie's perfume, Arizona buried her face in the soft neck. "And please don't get mad. Karev invited Cheryl to here and he tried to make me dance with her."
"He what?" A growl rumbled in Callie's throat made the woman in her arm stiffed.
"I know you don't want me near her, so I sneaked back in my room and those two..." The blonde was so angry that made her voice cracked, murmuring against Callie's flesh. "Those two tried to get..."
"Okay, I'll take care of it." Callie smoothed the golden lock softly before letting go of the distressed woman. She didn't think twice before walked down the hallway and shouted out. "Hey!"
No one could hear her under the music and the chatter. She went over to the stereo and snapped it off. Now she got the attention from the partygoers.
"Hey!" She shouted again, clapped her hands together as she talked. "Party is over. Everyone, leave, now."
She was greeted with boos and hisses.
"Dude! We just got started." Someone yelled from the crowd, and Callie recognized it was coming from one of the interns.
"Spalding, another sound you'll be in scut for a month!" The furious ortho attending stood with her hands on her hips. "Move!"
Dr. Torres was one of the nicest attendings in the hospital, but it didn't mean the underlings would dare to challenge her authority, especially when those brown eyes were burning with anger. Slowly, people started dragging their feet out of the apartment, mumbling under their breaths as they passed by the party pooper.
"Come on, guys!" Cristina whined as she jumped off the coffee table. "Don't go. It's not even midnight yet!"
"You!" Callie directed her anger toward her formal roommate, not care there was still a bunch of strangers around them. "Arizona trusted you with her apartment, and you turned it into a freaking mess. Look around! You don't even know half of these people."
"Dinner party is lame. We don't do lame." The Asian spun around, hoping to coax some supports from her friends. And she pointed at Arizona as the apartment owner stepped out from the hallway standing behind Callie. "This party is awesome. Right, Robbins?"
"No, it's not." The brunette answered sharply. She was in full on protection mode and she didn't bother to check with Arizona. "No one likes to have their home being trashed like this. I told you the last time and you promised not to do this again."
"I promised you not to do this in your apartment, I kept my promise." Cristina shrugged tipsily, turned to her equally tipsy best friend who was trying to hide her smirk. "I kept it away from her home. Didn't I, Mer?"
"Yeah, this is Robbins's apartment and she doesn't even complain about it. Why do you care?" Alex joined in. The question made the brunette bewildered.
"Right, Torres. Who gives you the right to kick her guests out of her apartment? Huh?" Mark in the other side of the living room raised his eyebrows, enjoying the embarrassment showing on his friend's face.
"I have every right to kick anyone out from here. This is the apartment of my..." All eyes were on Callie waiting for her to finish the sentence, but the brunette just froze on the spot. First off, no one knew she and Arizona were dating. And she didn't know how to address Arizona yet. They haven't talked about it.
Looked over her shoulder in horror, Callie was glad to find the blue eyes gazing right back at her with a small smile. A soft hand slipped into her hand was all the affirmation that she needed. Clutching the hand tight, Callie turned back to the room full of people and she announced. "Arizona and I are dating. This party, you guys are upsetting her and I don't want her to be upset. So yeah, I am kicking everyone out of here."
The moment the words left Callie's mouth, to hers and Arizona's surprise, a few of their friends started making catcalls. But there was one person that was squeaked with delight. Both Callie and Arizona stood that dumbfounded, staring at that said person outstretched her palm.
"Dammit Torres, I'd win the bet if you can keep your mouth shut for another day." Mark threw his friend a glare before pulling out money from his wallet.
"What...?" Callie opened her mouth in shock, watching her friends handed over money to Bailey, who accepted that with a wide grin. "You guys bet on us?"
"2 for 2, Torres." Bailey sneered. "I don't understand why these fools would think YOU can hold it over a week. You should see your own face every time you came near Robbins. You were like a smitten kitten that just wanted to crawl into her laps."
"Bailey, I didn't..." A slight blush crept up on the caramel face. She nudged the blonde standing next to her when she found the self-satisfied smirk hanging on the angelic face. However, that face fall a little while seeing Teddy, her best friend, putting money onto Bailey's opened palm.
"Teddy, you too? You know about Callie and me!"
"Yes, but I thought you guys would be able to hold it for a month. And I didn't think Callie would be the one to blurt it out." Teddy rolled her eyes. "I should take that as a sign when everyone bet that unanimously."
"Everyone knows Callie has no filter in her mouth. And she has no control over her action when it comes to the person she loves. You know, she was the one told George that she loved him and George had never..." It seemed Callie wasn't the only one had no filter in her mouth. Tipsy Cristina started to share story and fortunately, she was silent by Meredith's hand before Callie was able to get a bottle to throw to her way.
"Shut up before she stabs you with her tools." One of the twisted sisters whispered to the other loudly, made everyone around them laughed out. Of course, except Callie.
"This isn't funny and don't you think you're off the hook, Cristina Yang." The Ortho attending composed herself and stepped closer to the giggling sisters. Meredith unconsciously took a step backward, leaving Cristina facing the beast alone. "You violated the trust from an attending. Both you and Alex Karev. Start from tomorrow, the two of you are gonna be in the Pit for a week."
Alex jumped up from the couch, and Cristina already complained aloud.
"Hey, you can't do that. You're not my boss. Dr. Altman?" The cardio resident looked at her attending asking for help, but Teddy just held up her hands as if it wasn't her business. She turned to her husband. "Owen?"
The man could just give the wife a helpless smile before took a swig of his beer.
"If I don't see you leaving in the next 2 minutes, prepare yourself in Ortho for 2 weeks. We all know how much you love Ortho." Callie stood up tall in front of the Asian with hands on her hips. And she turned to the other guests in the apartment. "Okay, as much as I love my colleagues, my friends... you all need to leave 'cause Arizona and I are gonna spend the new year's eve together, alone. You guys already ruined our romantic dinner plan and I don't want to see anyone of you for the rest of the evening. And hey, someone take Kepner home. The poor girl is wasted."
"No!" April moaned as Jackson carried her on her foot, trying to lead her to leave. "I'm supposed to stay behind and clean..."
"You've helped enough, Kepner. Go home and get some sleep." Arizona said to the drunken redhead with sympathy while they passed by. And Cristina who was walking behind them snorted with her cheeks tautened.
"Yeah, thanks for nothing."
"Wait, Cristina." Callie called out after hearing that. Her formal roommate stopped and looked back with a cold stare. "What if I say there's a chance that you can get away with the Pit duty?"
"I'll do it." Cristina answered without hesitation. In her mind, there had nothing more terrible than being kept away from the cardio department. At this point, she would do anything to get away with that awful punishment.
"Great! Come back tomorrow at noon. Bring a couple of garbage bags. I want this place back to how it was before you trashed it." The brunette didn't even bother to hide the satisfied smirk on her face watching her friend nodding her head reluctantly. She locked eyes with the apartment owner, who was looking at her with an amused smile.
After the last partygoer passed through the threshold, Arizona closed the door and slowly strode toward the one who saved the night, wearing the brightest, sweetest dimpled smile that Callie had ever seen.
"You kick everyone out." The blonde stepped closer, looped her arms around the taller woman's neck. "And the way you talked to them... it was hot."
"Yeah?" A goofy smile found the way on Callie's face as the sparkling blue eyes gazing into hers. Wrapped her hands around the slim waist and she asked. "You're not mad that I told them about us?"
"Well, apparently they were onto us. To be honest, you were really terrible on hiding it." Arizona tilted her head and a mischievous look crossed her face.
"Sue me for wearing my heart on my sleeves." Callie suddenly tightened her hold tugging the smaller body collided with hers made the blonde gasped. "Are you telling me that you don't like it when I couldn't take my eyes off you?"
"Nope..." Blue eyes shifted to the full lips just inches away. She breathed out. "Never stop looking at me like that."
"Like what?" Callie brought her lips closer, brushing against the soft lips with a smile.
"Like you really, really..." Instead of giving out the answer, Arizona closed the mere distance between them. The moment their lips touched, she tentatively pressed her tongue against the plump lips, silently urged to let her inside.
Callie parted her lips willingly. She angled her head to the side giving a deeper access to the blonde, as her own lips expertly glided back and forth over the delicate pink lips. Her hands roamed across the slender back and pulled their bodies closer as if it was possible.
They could've gone on forever like that until breathe was needed. Forehead against forehead, blue eyes opened slowly savoring the beauty in front of her. Callie hadn't opened her eyes yet, breathing was slightly labored like her own, and the dreamy smile displayed on the face made the blonde's heart fluttered.
"Callie?" Arizona breathed out heavily.
"Hmm...?" Still had her eyes closed, Callie leaned forward wanting to capture the heavenly lips again, but Arizona pulled back slightly.
"Under this outfit I'm wearing," The blonde bit her lip, waiting for the brown eyes to meet hers. "Are something I brought from Victoria's secret."
Something inside Callie snapped. She attacked Arizona's lips with so much passion that made the blonde tumbled a step backward. And Arizona matched her kiss for kiss. Her passion and desired was equal to the woman attached to her face. Tugging the front of the dress Callie had changed for the party, the two fumbled toward the bedroom blindly, knocked down a couple of beer bottles along the way but none of them care about it. Cristina was going to clean it up tomorrow anyway.
By the time Callie was being pushed onto the bed, her black dress was off and landed on maybe the living room or maybe on the floor outside the bedroom or maybe by the bed, she didn't care. All she could focus on was the woman standing by the end of the bed, ivory porcelain skin clinging in a red bra with black lace rim. Propped herself up by the elbows, brown eyes gawking at the sexiest creature alive with her throat moving visibly.
Arizona smiled seductively as her hands moving slowly unbuttoning her jeans. She gave an extra swag to pull the waist down revealing the matching lace panties, her eyes never left Callie's.
"I thought about you when I put these on in the morning. What do you think?" Took a few slow steps toward the bed, the sexy blonde asked softly. Callie bolt up in bed and pulled the blonde closer, her hands ran up and down from between the waistline of the panties to the naked back.
"In my whole life, I have never, ever thought that I would find another woman so sexy." The brunette looked deep into the blue eyes intensely. Her heart was beating faster while feeling the blonde's breath was getting heavier as her hands went. And the usually sky blue eyes had turned a shade darker. "You're breathtaking, Arizona."
These words brought a broad smile on the pale face. Arizona crashed their lips together whilst climbing on Callie's laps, pressed their front together. The brunette couldn't hold back a moan from the back of her throat. Roaming tanned hands shifted to the clasp of the sexy red bra and with a flick of fingers, it was unclasped and off. Arizona bucked her neck when the full lips sipped the way down to her chests. Her hands fumbled to unhook Callie's bra equaling the playfield, and she was delighted to feel the swells in her palms again.
The fire between the two bodies was getting too hot to handle, Callie tore her lips away from the perky peak. Wrapped her hands around the blonde's barely covered bottom, she used her ortho strength to lift up the woman on her laps and flung her onto the bed. Arizona let out a surprise gasp and next she knew, the sultry goddess was crawling up her body leaving wet kisses along the way from her thigh to her lips.
Hovered over the spread naked beauty, hand caressing the soft skin tenderly as it could go, Callie was nervous all in a sudden.
Even though drowning in the haze of lust, Arizona sensed it. She placed a hand on the olive color cheek and brushed the corner of the lips with her thumb.
"We don't have to... you know, if you're not ready."
"I'm ready. And I want you." Callie leaded down nipping the sweet lips of Arizona's one more time. "But I... We were drunk the last time. What if... what if I was terrible and you didn't realize it because you were drunk? I really, really want to make you feel good and I don't..."
Keeping a hand on the nervous face, Arizona took the brunette's by her free hand and moved them downward, passing the waistband of her panties and let Callie felt it herself. They both let out a moan when hot hand met with wet heat.
"You already made me feel good." The blonde pulled Callie down by the nape of her neck and attached their lips together once again. She whimpered softly into the kiss when the searching fingers gently explored her drenching folds.
"God..." Callie whispered involuntary as her fingers slid into the depth of her lover with no resistance. Arizona was sopping wet. She had a flash back of the last time she did it to Arizona but only this time it felt even better. Her action wasn't driven by alcohol or lust. The sensation was multiplied because of the pure adoration she had for this woman. Pressed her forehead against Arizona's, Callie gazed into the dark blue eyes attentively, drinking in the slightly frowning brows, the fluttering nose, the rosy cheeks, the little gasps coming out from the parting lips... She was spellbound by how beautiful Arizona. And she was the one making this beauty wriggling with pleasure. She found herself surprisingly aroused, more turned on than ever.
"Callie..." Arizona tried to remain eye contact but she couldn't help to throw her head back when the fingers between her thighs moved a bit faster and firmer. Her moan turned louder when the fingers alternated with thrusting or dragged out to rub her throbbing clit. It felt so good and she wanted to tell Callie it wasn't terrible. It was terribly good actually but she couldn't. She couldn't let out anything coherent except for moaning Callie's name under her ragged breath.
Callie's breath was getting labored as well. The feeling of the warm and tight and sticky walls around her fingers made her own panties soaking wet. The continuous cry of ecstatic from Arizona enhanced her desire and she wanted more. She wanted to give more.
Arizona groaned when wet kisses showering all over her chests, but grunted the second the hand between her thighs pulled away. Snapped open her eyes and she found the brunette kneed beside her and looped the fingers around either side of the last piece of garment on her body. Pulling it down the long legs slowly, Callie threw it over her shoulder theatrically with a naughty smile as the blonde staring at her intensely.
"Callie..." Arizona asked with uncertainty. Callie hadn't had gone down on her yet and she was not sure the brunette was ready to cross that boundary. Swallowed heavily, she breathed out. "You don't have to..."
Ignoring the questioning gaze from above and pushed the nervousness to the back of her mind, the brunette settled herself between the creamy long legs.
The last time she was up close to another woman's private part was during her gynie rotation back in intern year. That was... clinical. She was excited for getting the chance to learn. Now, she was excited for a whole other reason. Here was the most intimate place of the woman she adored. Callie was mesmerized by the glistening lips presented before her and her mouth watered when the heady scent tickling her nose. Liked on autopilot, she leaned forward placing light kisses around the damp center. So tenderly liked she was kissing a delicate flower.
The blonde let out a long shallow sigh whilst the soft lips caressed her sensitive skin. Her heart throbbed when she caught the brown eyes glancing up at her. The brown eyes that could tell a thousands things and right this moment, there was something deep inside those soulful eyes that triggered a tide of emotion within her. She couldn't look away. Even when Callie was getting confident with her action, nibbling her lips before took a broad lick along her length, their gazes remained locked together.
"God... Callie." Arizona breathed out between her tremble lips when the warm and strong muscle entered her slowly. The lower half of Callie's face was out of sight but she knew the brunette was smiling against her flesh. She smiled back, slid her fingers into the raven hair and moaned again. "It feels good."
Callie moaned into the wet heat. The sweetness on her tongue and the stroke in her hair were like putting fuel in the fire. Her smile went wider when she felt the body shivering under her tongue. The nervousness faded away as excitement took over her mind completely. She was a woman for crying out loud. She knew what she liked and damn right she knew what would made the blonde feel good.
Thrust her tongue in and out a couple more times, Callie dragged it out and started fluttering against the little bundle of nerve. Her assault was getting vigorous as the slim hips bucking out of control. The stronger she stroked, the harder Arizona writhed and cried out, and that made her stroked went even firmer. It was a vicious circle and Callie was enjoying every second of it. Wrapped an arm around the shaking thigh pulling the body harder onto her, Callie placed her free hand on the smooth stomach feeling the muscle contracted under her palm. Knowing Arizona was closed, she attached her lips around the clit starting suckling hard. It tipped the blonde over the edge into a body-trembling, earth-shaking orgasm that made her squeal, out loud.
Couldn't hold the gaze anymore, Arizona threw her head back and arched her back high as the orgasm hit her like a freight train. Holding the strong hand on her stomach whilst spasms went through her body and all she could do was moaning and panting Callie's name. She couldn't remember the last time she came this hard. It wasn't just about the physical contact. It was the person that she was emotionally connected to that intensified her sensations. It was about Callie.
Still clouded with her post-orgasm haze, Arizona tugged at the joint hand pulling the brunette up. Despite she was still out of breath, she hugged the curvy body close to her that smashed their chests together. Slowly gliding on the toned thigh between her tingling center bringing herself down from the high, the blonde grasped the smiling woman by the nape, brought the plump lips to hers for a passionate kiss.
The blonde moaned when she tasted herself on those lips. She wanted to kiss those lips forever but breathing was still a trouble for her. Tore her lips away gasping for air, she smiled to the woman hovering above her languishingly.
"Did you like that?" Callie brushed off the few strands of golden lock that plastered down the pale face, she said smugly. "It sounded like you did."
Arizona rolled her eyes and laughed. She wiped the brunette's drenching chin with her hand playfully.
"I did. I really did." The blonde chuckled lightly when Callie took her hand and placed a tender kiss on her palm. "You are amazing."
"We are amazing. Arizona, I..." Gazing into the blue eyes, feeling their heartbeats against their appressed chests beating as one, their bodies nestling into each other perfectly liked they were the jigsaw puzzle that found the right piece next to the other, Callie took in a sharp breath when the words almost slipped out of her mouth. She liked Arizona. She cared for Arizona. She always wanted to be around the blonde but she didn't realize that she was in love with Arizona. It was too soon. It was insane. And she can't be that crazy, desperate woman that scary the person away. Not again. She bit her tongue before stuttered out awkwardly. "I can't believe those people bet on us."
The outburst took Arizona by surprise. She laughed out heavily when the brunette dropped the face in her shoulder, hiding the adorable flush.
"You were the one told me that this is the way to show the support." The blonde shrugged her shoulder nudging the woman still burying the face in her neck. "I think they've having a pool whether we are going to have sex tonight or not."
"No one will take that bet. It's a lost cause." Callie lifted her head, chuckled along. "I think it was really obvious when I kicked everyone out of here. Don't you think?"
"Well, in that case." Suddenly, Arizona flipped them over. Slipped her thigh between Callie's as her hand roamed around the plump flesh, she breathed out against the parted lips. "We shouldn't disappoint them. Don't you think?"