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: Speacial thanks to my wonderful beta Pha, you are amazing, let's have fun together ;-)

Chapter 11

Callie woke up with a start. She glanced at the alarm clock by the nightstand and found herself waking up from a five hour sleep, too short for her liking, but still better than most nights. She knew it had something to do with the woman in her arms.

At some point during the night, the two of them had shifted their position. Now instead of spooning Arizona from behind, she found herself lying on her back with the blonde's head resting on her chest and an arm across her midsection.

Watching the sleeping beauty breathe peacefully for a while, Callie smiled knowing a good night sleep could make the blonde feel better after such an emotional roller coaster, and God knew how much Callie missed to wake up with someone in her arms. It was the best thing to wake up to.

Hearing a buzz coming from the nightstand, Callie grabbed her phone and saw that it was Mark asking if he could stop by with Arizona's bag, she quickly answered the message, then tenderly kissed the blonde's temple and drew herself out from the embrace. She walked out of the room towards the kitchen to start the coffee.

Callie left the door unlocked so Mark could enter without knocking. Slowly pushing it open, he saw Callie sitting by the breakfast bar, sipping coffee. He put Arizona´s handbag and coat on the couch and went over to the kitchen, poured himself a cup of coffee and sat next to his friend.

"How is she doing?"

"She's sleeping, seems pretty ok, went out like the light when she hit the bed last night."

"That's great." The man said as he blew on his hot coffee.

"Mark, does she cries like this every time a patient dies?" Callie propped her chin against her hand, couldn't help to frown because this wouldn't be the first time a patient died on the blonde's table, if she had a meltdown liked this for every dying kid, she would be too sensitive for the job, in a really bad way.

"Nah, the short gut boy was special. They followed Robbins here from Hopkins, and by the way they threw money to the hospital, they made the board their bitches. Arizona was under a lot of pressure." Mark sighed when he remembered how the Chief subtly instructed Robbins that she must do anything to keep the boy alive.

"So, what happens now?"

"I talked to the Chief, it seems he realized the mistake he made. As doctors we should invest on the patient, not pleased the parents or even the board, he was blinded by 25 million dollars. Anyway, he had no rejection of Robbins taking two days off."

"That sounds good, she needs some rest."

"Sure she does. I should go, I have an early shift today." Mark stood up to leave, but turned around to face Callie after few steps. "Have I told you I am sorry that I interfere between you and Arizona?"

"No, but it´s fine, I understand." The brunette smiled to her friend.

"Great. Love you." He walked back to Callie and pulled her in a tight hug.

"Mark, I think I'm ready." She said in a soft voice while Mark released her from the embrace.

"You are?" Mark raised an eyebrow and looked at the woman with surprise.

She nodded, and took a deep breath to stable the butterflies in her stomach. "I know how I feel about her, and who am I kidding? I could never fight my feelings, I will never learn to be cautious, if she hurts me…"

"…then I'll kill her." Mark cupped the Latina's face and looked into her brown eyes earnestly.

"I love you Mark." They exchanged a heartfelt smile, and then the man exited and closed the door behind him.

Returning to the bedroom after finishing her coffee, Callie walked in just in time to find that Arizona had started to stir and was looking at her with sleepily eyes.

"Hey." The blonde's voice was harsh from sleep. She stretched, a hand landing on the other side of the bed.

"Hey." Callie walked towards the bed with a smile. "How are you feeling?"

"Great. It's barely 7, and your side of the bed is cold, why did you get up so early?"

Sitting on the bed next to Arizona, still smiling towards the blonde, Callie said "I don't sleep much, and Mark just came by to drop off your bag and coat. You should go back to sleep, you still look drowsy. Mark said the Chief granted you a two-day holiday."

"Come back to bed?" Arizona shifted to the other side of the bed and pat on the now empty warm spot.

Callie complied happily. The blonde settled in her arms once she laid her back on the bed. The brunette couldn't help to sigh in the feeling of having the woman in her arms, and breathed in the scents from the other.

Arizona rested a hand on Callie's stomach, enjoying the moment of coziness.

"Thank you."

"Hmm?"

"I'm not use to be so… emotional towards a patient. Thank you for staying with me, you didn't leave me while I was being a psycho." The blonde's fingers nervously twisted the hem of Callie's shirt.

"You know, they teach in med school how not to care so much. Drape the patient's so you don't see their faces, do a thousand different things to care a little less. But you care like crazy, and I love that." She looked into blue eyes, took the fidgeting hand and linked it with hers, resting them back on her stomach.

"How did you know they taught us that in med school?" The blonde raised her head to look at Callie.

"I am a woman full of surprises, don't forget that." Tenderly circling her thumb on the back of a fair hand, Callie's smile grew wider when the woman in her arms slowly leaned in closer and closer to her.

"I won't." Arizona whispered against the plump lips, then closed the distance with a featherlike touch.

The kiss started light and slow, they were caressing each other's lips with their own, both afraid to startle their bubble, but soon the heat increased. Arizona smiled into the kiss when Callie freed the linked hand to grasp the back of her head to deepen the connection, and then using the now released hand to stroke the Latina´s stomach and sides gently.

A moan left Arizona's mouth as Callie greedily sucked on her lower lip, slightly shifting her position to be the top half, she slowly thrust her tongue into the brunette's mouth, Callie gladly matched the woman to entwine their tongues, hands roaming the blonde's soft curves.

With the new position, a fair leg unintentionally rested between tanned ones, the sensual pleasure was so strong that Callie had to break the kiss to gasp for air. Arizona moved her lips to suck on the soft neck and earlobe, a hand kneaded its way from hips to the side of Callie's breast, a groan came from the Latina that encouraged Arizona to suck harder on the pulse point.

Lips travelled lower and lower, a hand tangled the shirt making the hem go higher and higher… Callie bucked her back when a firm hand grasp on her bare ribcage and a thumb stroked the base of her breast. She gripped the hand to stop it from moving forward, and whispered to the blonde. "Oh God… Arizona… Arizona… we need to stop… please…"

Snapping out the aroused haze, the blonde quickly withdrew her hand and pulled away from the Latina. "I'm sorry Callie, I don't… know what I was thinking."

"Don't worry, I was thinking the same." Callie smiled and leaned towards the blonde to peck her lips, she then flopped back on the bed to catch her breath. Arizona followed suit, then the Latina clasped their hands together and rested them on her chest.

They laid like that until their hearts rates returned to normal. Callie propped herself up on her side, a hand supporting her head and the other lovingly caressing the face of the woman in her bed.

"I want it, I want you, but technically, I'm still George's wife…"

"Huh?" Arizona was confused. "You... Still love him?"

"What? No, I don't think I ever loved him. Just, I'm a married woman, if we go further, you know, that would make us cheaters. I don't care 'cos it was my mistake, I deserve it, but I don't want people to think you're the other woman." Callie said as she brushed her lips against a fair cheek so lightly.

"What are we going to do?" Arizona asked with her eyes closed, enjoying the soft caresses.

"I will call the attorney again, see how the progress with the annulment or divorce is. They told me that if George refuses to sign the papers, I can apply for unilateral divorce, but I don´t know how long it's going to take. I´ll call the attorney."

"No, I mean, what are we going to do, you and me." Blue eyes opened and gazed to brown eyes with nothing but love.

"Well… Do you want to go on a date with me?"

"More than anything, but isn't that against your no cheating rule?" The blonde teased with a lopsided smile.

Callie leaned in to chastely kiss pink lips. "Dating is allowed, my rule. We'll go on a date."

"And then?"

"Hmm?"

"If you couldn't divorce George, or if it took years to set you free, does that mean…. I can't touch you?" Arizona asked sheepishly.

"God please no." Callie laughed lightly.

"…Right? I mean, I can control myself most of the time, but… you are hot, you're really hot..." A hand sneaked up to grasp the Latina's hips, Callie just smirked to the blonde and landed a kiss on pink lips.

"We just need some rules, we can do this."

"Ugh…. Ask the kids in my ward, we hate rules." Arizona said pouting.

"Follow the rules, or no touching." Callie whispered leaning in to kiss the pout away.

"Fine…" Arizona smiled into the kiss, she tightened her grasp on Callie´s hip to pull the Latina closer to her.

"Arizona…"

"Mmm Hmmm…?" She leaned in to kiss the brunette.

"Behave yourself or I won't get in bed with you again… Please, I want to do this right." Callie tried to pull away from the kiss, but her body was still snuggled close to the blonde.

"I don't know if it's possible to do this wrong, but go on…" Arizona whispered while nuzzling Callie's flesh behind her earlobe.

"You know what I mean…"

"I know, and I'll do this with you."

"Arizona, can you be serious?" Callie finally pulled away and pushed the blonde back on the bed... For me?"

"Fine, fine, fine, let's start again. What kind of rules are you talking about? Hand holding, face touching… those things in public? Oh, can I wrap you from behind?" Arizona put a mischievous smile on her face while Callie stared at her.

"I'm talking about nothing below the Mason-Dixon lines of our pants, there're lots of undiscovered territory above the belt. We can take it slow. Maybe… just first base?" Callie smirked when she saw the mischievous smile on the blonde's face turned into a pout. "Alright, maybe second base too." Then she kissed her pink lips one more time. "…If you behave."

"I'll try."

"Good girl. Do you want to get some more sleep?"

"Nah, I'm up. I want to go home to change, don't know if Mark picked up my street clothes or not."

"OK, you go fresh up, I'll make you breakfast."

They walked out the room together, Callie towards the kitchen and Arizona to pick up her bag from the couch. She checked her mobile for messages and frowned when she found a missed call and a voice message from the Chief.

"Coffee is ready, you prefer scrambled eggs with crispy bacon, or pancakes or… what's wrong Arizona?" Callie asked when she saw the blonde pressing on the phone in panic.

"I don't know, the Chief called me last night." Clicking open the voice mail box, Arizona put the phone next to her ear. The Latina went over to stand in front of the fidgeting woman, clutched her free hand to give her support.

Arizona bit her bottom lip the whole time she was listening to the message, finally she put it down and looked at Callie. "The Andersons wants to meet me, they called a meeting at 11."

"Now go fresh up, breakfast will be ready in a minute, then go back to your place to get change, put on your best Dr. Robbins self to meet those people." Callie picked up their clasped hands and pressed Arizona's against her lips.

"Can you go with me? I mean not to the meeting, at least go with me to the hospital, I may need some support…"

"You don't have to ask. Now, go take a shower, I have some eggs to scramble."

The two arrived at the hospital hand in hand, Arizona was too nervous to notice the prying eyes around them. They stepped into an empty elevator, Callie kissed Arizona on the cheek. "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

"No Callie, I killed their son, they are going to sue me and the hospital, and they should."

"I thought we were passed this already. You didn't kill their son. Just… keep it together, you can do this." Callie squeezed her hand firmly.

The elevator was moving in a slow motion, the brunette could feel the nervousness of the other woman from their jointed hands. She ducked her head to peek at the blonde, she was shocked to see that usual sparkling blue eyes were watery, lips pursed to hold on a cry.

"Are you ok?"

"Did I ever tell you I have authority issues?" Arizona said in a small voice.

"What's that?" Eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

"That means… I tend to cry when I go face to face with men of authority."

"Could you be any cuter?" Callie grinned and looked at the woman amused.

"This is not funny!" The blonde exclaimed. "How would they take my apology seriously when I start to cry for no good reason?"

"You are amazing, you can do this." Callie moved to stand right in front of the fidgety woman, gripped her shoulders with both hands and brown eyes stared straight into blues. "You are a great doctor, and you did everything you could. You are not God, you can't control everything. Now hold the tears, you look stunning in this make-up, don't ruin it."

It made the blonde chuckled, then leaned in to peck plump lips. "Thanks for being here with me."

They walked out of the elevator towards the Chief's office, two men walking out the door, stopped in their tracks when they saw Arizona.

"Hi Dr. Robbins." The black man greeted her.

"Chief, Mr. Jennings." Arizona said sheepishly, then saw that the men had turned their attention to the woman next to her. "This is my friend, Callie, Callie Torres."

"Nice to meet you, sir." Callie shook hands with both men respectively.

"Torres, as in… Torres Hotels?" Jennings eyes lighted up when he heard the name.

"Just a coincidence." Callie frowned, she disliked this man already.

"OK. Well, we should go to the conference room to wait for the Andersons, we lost 25 million dollars already, we can't afford to piss them off further and make them pull off more donations, Dr. Robbins." He then turned on his heels and walked down the hall.

"Dr. Robbins…" The Chief looked at his staff and gestured that they should go.

"Chief, I'll be there in a minute."

"See you in the conference room. Pleasure to meet you Miss Torres."

"Oh the pleasure is mine, sir." They shook hands again, Callie trying to hold back a smirk.

When the old man walked away, Callie hissed. "What's the problem with those guys? What a jerk."

"Callie…"

"Seriously, let's get Mark and Joe, we hold that bald guy on the ground, you can shave his head, not much on that stupid head anyway."

That made the blonde giggle and loose a bit. "They are my bosses, Callie."

"It doesn't mean you have to respect a jerk. You go kick their asses, I'll be waiting in the cafeteria." Callie went behind the blonde and jostled her towards the conference room, she stopped when they were just a couple steps away from the door, then shared a quick kiss for good luck.

When Arizona was about to enter the room, Callie murmured to the blonde. "Hey! Callie Torres and Torres Hotels? Not a coincidence."

"What!?" Arizona spun around with wide eyes, trying to grasp the smirking Latina who was quickly backing away from her.

"Kick ass, Dr. Robbins." And with that, the Latina ran down the hall as fast as she could.

The Chief went out the conference room when he heard the shout. "Is something wrong, Dr. Robbins?"

"No sir." Arizona blushed at being caught yelling by her boss, shocked by the new information from Callie. That woman was really full of surprises. She bowed her head about to get in the room; she was stopped by the Chief.

"Dr. Robbins, wait a minute."

"Sir…?"

"I shouldn't have let the board run my hospital, the surgery was a mistake, it wasn't right to put you on the spot, I should have supported you, I should have had your back... You have greatness in you, Dr. Robbins. Don't disappoint."

"Thank you Chief." Arizona was moved, and well, her authority issues kicked in and tears were threatening to fall, but she was trying to fight it, remembering Callie teasing her about her make-up.

In the meantime, the Anderson couple came out from the elevator. Grief lingered over Bethany's face, sorrowful eyes clouded with tears, a stuffed bunny grasped tightly in her hand. The fragile woman was leaning on her husband, the man had his arm wrapped around his wife protectively.

The couple trundled along to the doctors outside the conference room, Mrs. Anderson locked eyes with Arizona, lips started to tremble.

"Bethany…"

"It doesn't feel real, Arizona. I… I'm packing his things, I can't believe… I can't hold him anymore…" Then she collapsed in her husband's arms.

"Bethany, I am so sorry…" Arizona couldn't hold the tears anymore.

"Mr. Anderson, let's go inside to take a seat…" Jennings had heard the sounds and rushed out from the room towards the wealthy couple, he slightly shoved both doctors out of the way to let the Andersons enter the conference room. Looking inside the room, they saw Jennings pulling the chair for Bethany, and as soon as she sat down, he ran over to pour a glass of water and put it in front of the crying woman.

Putting a supporting hand on the fellow surgeon, the Chief led Arizona into the room, they sat down next to Jennings quietly, for minutes no one said anything, the only sound being Bethany's sobs. Finally, Mr. Anderson looked up from his weeping wife and began to talk.

"We never thought, we could see our son passed his 7 year old birthday, but we did. Thanks to you Dr. Robbins. We thought... I though, we could push our luck again… We had four more years with him, we know it was a bonus from God, we are grateful…" The man started to whimper, and his wife reached out a hand to caress his face and rested their foreheads together.

Jennings and the Chief released a breath that they were holding since Mr. Anderson started to talk, they were pleased that the couple was not going to sue the hospital, and unlikely going to withdraw the other donations that they had already made to the hospital.

After collecting himself, Mr. Anderson continued. "We promised to give Seattle Grace Mercy West hospital a 25 million dollars donation, to find a cure for short gut syndrome, to help other children that suffer from the same illness as my son…" Jennings's eyes popped out while the donation was mentioned, it wasn't unnoticed by the man who was talking.

"You don't have to worry Mr. Jennings, we will keep our promise, not because of your ass-kissing, but for you, Dr. Robbins, you gave us more than we expected…"

"I..." Arizona was speechless.

"Another thing, once Dr. Bailey shared an idea with my wife about having a free clinic," the man looked at his wife who was nodding to his words. "We will give another 8 million dollars to this hospital, to open a Wallace Anderson memorial pediatrics clinic, we want Dr. Robbins and Dr. Bailey co-administer this project."

"Mr. Anderson, this is… very generous, thank you." The Chief was the first to speak, Arizona was still in shock, her mouth opened and closed a couple times but there were no sounds.

"We will keep in touch about the details, now… we have to pack our son's thing…" The Andersons stood up to leave, they shook hands goodbye, but Bethany pulled Arizona in for a tight hug and said to her "Thank you Arizona, and take good care of the clinic."

"I will, Bethany, I will." The blonde whispered her promised.

After the couple left, Jennings started to talk. "Wow, that was close, I thought we were going to lose the 25 million dollars, and who knew we could get an extra 8 million! Great job Dr. Robbins, I always knew you were a good doctor."

Arizona looked at the Chief, the man lightly scrunched his face signaling the PEDS surgeon not to mind that comment, she simply thanked Jennings and then excused herself.

Out of the conference room, Arizona ran in full force towards the cafeteria, the elevator couldn't come soon enough, so she decided to use the stairs. Passing by Miranda on her way, the shorter woman scolded "No running in the hospital Dr. Robbins!"

"Oh Bailey, you have the money for the clinic now!" Arizona shouted to Miranda, but didn't stop her track.

"WHAT?" The short woman frowned and put a hand on her hip.

"You have a clinic, talk to the Chief!"

When Arizona arrived to the cafeteria, she was absolutely out of breath and sweat coated her redden face. Looking around, she found Callie sitting in one of the tables with her own colleagues, oblivious to her presence yet. Suddenly the Latina turned around, apparently someone on the table told her about the blonde's arrival.

Callie rose up immediately and was about to stride towards Arizona, but the PEDS surgeon was quicker and ran across the cafeteria, and literally threw herself into the Latina's arms.

"What happened?"

"Mr. Anderson kept the promise to donate 25 million to the hospital, and an extra 8 million to open a free clinic." Arizona pulled herself away so she could look Callie in the eyes.

"That's great!" The Latina grinned.

"It is. It is going to be a pediatrics clinic, and they want me to take care of it with Miranda."

"Wow Dr. Robbins, I always knew you were amazing. Do you need to stay to discuss some stuff or you still have the day off?"

"Don't have to do that now, we can get out of here, you owe me a date, and some explanations, Miss Callie Torres." A dimpled smile plastered on the blonde's face while she walked out of the cafeteria with a beaming Latina hand in hand.