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 : Oh my god you guys, thanks for the support. Alright, I'll continue this story as long as I still love Callie & Arizona. And I don't think this love is gonna change in a foreseeable future. We could survive 10A, there's nothing else we couldn't overcome.

calzonaforever35, you are wonderful! Thank you so very much for the work.

Chapter 36

An hour after their lunch break, most of the interns were gathering in the OR 2 gallery to witness their fellow intern's first appy. Callie came in late after she finished stitching up another patient in the pit. She settled in the last row by the door, just in time to hear her peers cheer from the front 2 rows while Leah made the first cut. But the cheer died down quickly when the surgical intern froze after that first cut.

She saw Bailey, the attending in the OR, roll her eyes, then gave instructions step by step. The interns in the gallery watched intently, not noticing a few more people had arrived behind them.

Mark sat next to Callie with a bag of potato chips in hand. He handed it over to Callie, but she shook her head declining the offer because her hand was busy clasping her girlfriends who was standing right next to her.

"Who chose Leah to do the intern appy?" Callie asked quietly to the 2 attendings, making sure the other interns couldn't hear them.

"Teddy's the attending on-call, I told her to choose Murphy." Mark answered through a mouthful of chips.

"Why?" The brunette turned her head to the man.

"Well, if she thought she was going to have special treatment because of me, I'm going to give her special treatment." A massive mischievous grin plastered on the plastic surgeon's face. He was going to have some fun with this.

"That's mean. I told you she didn't say she was your daughter." She frowned, and turned her head to Arizona. "Didn't you tell him?"

The blonde just shrugged, looking ahead to the action in the OR with a smile on her face.

"I don't care." Mark said loudly, putting another chip in his mouth; that caught the attention of the interns in front of them.

Soon as everyone in the gallery noticed the arrival of the attendings, words started to travel between them, especially the visit of the plastic surgeon for a simple general surgery made the gossip even hotter. The fuss in the gallery got the attention from the OR, Leah looked up and found both Mark and Arizona were there watching her, making her panic and instead of clamping the appendix like she was supposed to, she clamped Bailey's finger, which was right next to the appendix.

"Are you kidding me?" Bailey yelled at the intern, making everyone jumped.

"Let's go." Arizona leaned closer to Callie, and tugged their linked hands to pull the brunette out of the gallery. They let go of each other's hands while walking down the hall, and strode nonchalantly liked a couple of co-workers walking toward a patient, or something. But the knowing gazes from some of the nurses said otherwise.

They arrived at Arizona's office, which Callie entered first and Arizona shut the door behind her. The next second, the head of peds was pushed up against the door by the new intern, and their lips glued together for in a hungry kiss. Olive colored hands grasped the fair cheeks firmly as the other woman's hands found their way under the light blue scrub top and T-shirt, stroking the silklike skin tenderly.

Eventually, the kiss had to stop due to the need of oxygen. They rested the foreheads against one another and snickered like a couple of high schoolers sneaking behind the gym after a make out session.

Arizona reached a hand and traced along the neck line of the T-shirt, pulling out a thin silver necklace with a heart pendant on Callie's chest. She played with the pendant with her fingers.

"Why do you hide it under your shirt? You don't like the present I got you?"

"I love it, but I can't walk around the hospital with a necklace matching yours." Callie smiled lovingly, and picked up Arizona's gold pendant with her finger tips under the V-neck of the scrub top.

"Why not? I want everyone to know you're taken." The blonde shrugged, putting her hands around Callie's neck to pull her closer for another kiss. Out of reflex, the tanned hands slid lower to rest on Arizona's butt to pull their bodies together.

"Hey, that's something I don't understand." Callie said after their lips parted. "So the other interns already picked up tons of gossip from the nurses, how come no one talks about you and me? I mean, at least half of the staff in here know I'm your girlfriend."

"Well, I think the chief gave a subtle order to the nurse manager to minimize the focus on you and me, and the nurses like me, they don't really talk behind my back, I guess." Arizona smiled cockily to her girlfriend, who just rolled her eyes playfully. "So, how's your day going so far?"

"Not so bad. It's a slow day in the pit." Callie checked her watch before letting out a puff of air. "I should get back there though."

Arizona tightened her arms around the woman's shoulders, and buried her head in Callie's neck forbidding the intern from leaving. Callie laughed out lightly and tried to peel the creamy hands away from her neck.

"Come on, I have to go before Cristina finds out I'm here with you instead of working. She's mean at work."

"Ok." Arizona let go of her girlfriend reluctantly. "I'm sorry your resident is Yang."

"No, I don't mind working under her. Plus I know I can learn a lot from her." Callie fixed her shirts, and stuck the necklace back in its hidden place. They shared another stolen kiss before Callie turned the door knob. "You'll come see me before you leave?"

"Sure." Arizona grinned, and then gave her girlfriend's plump butt a firm pat before she passed through the door. "Go be awesome, Dr. Torres."

Callie threw a flirty smile to the peds surgery over her shoulder, and then walked toward the elevator to continue her job of the day.

Arriving in the ER, she found the trauma surgeon talking on the phone by the nurse's station with a frown. She approached the station checking her next assignment, and Owen put down the phone.

"Torres, you're not watching the intern appy?"

"Arizona… Dr. Robbins said it really wasn't anything to learn from that surgery, so I came back to work." Callie said with a smile, and picked up a chart from the rack to see if there was anything she could do.

"She was kinda right. That surgery is designed for failure. You guys aren't ready to do surgery, well not in the first shift anyway. That was designed to set an example, the importance of learning gradually." Owen leaned against the nurse's station with a hand on his hip. "But I don't think we have to worry about you. Are you ready for some real action?"

"Ya sure… I mean, yes sir." Callie grinned and put the chart back down on the rack. "What do you got?"

"Come with me." The trauma surgeon winked, and then waved Callie to follow him. "ETA, 1 minute away."

As soon as they geared up and stepped out, the siren wailed through the ambulance bay. The paramedic opened the back doors and unloaded the patient.

"Jason Walters, male, 34 years old. Crush injury to the abdomen, blunt trauma to the head. BP 90 over 60, pulse 110."

"How was he injuried?" Owen's hands already busy examining the body on the gurney.

"Run over by his wife's SUV." The paramedic handed the chart over to Callie, and everyone started to push the gurney into the ER. There was a pregnant woman fumbling out of the ambulance rushing behind them.

"I'm so sorry honey. I'm so sorry…" The woman crashed into Callie, and she turned around to catch the woman before she collapsed on the ground.

"Are you ok, ma'am?" The intern asked, noticing swollen abdomen. She frowned when the woman held her belly and jerked away.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Please help my husband." Mrs. Walters grasped Callie's arm desperately. The doctor patted on her hand and nodded.

"Don't worry, we'll do everything we can. Let's go inside first."

Running into the trauma room, Owen gave orders to everyone.

"We need an X-ray, stat. Call neuro, he has blood in his ear canal."

"Right away."

"He has a dislocated right shoulder. Torres, grab his arm while I pop it back in." Owen shifted to the head of the gurney, and placed a hand on the patient's shoulder waiting for the intern to take position. The nurses moved away to let Callie come stand next to the man. Once she held up the limp arm, she nodded to answer Owen's questioning eyes. With a smooth move, the experienced trauma surgeon successfully put the shoulder back in the right place.

"Whoa." Callie couldn't help to let out an exclamation of surprise, making everyone in the room chuckled.

"That's nothing, Dr. Torres." Owen gave Callie a timid smile. His hands were still working fast while explaining what he was doing to the intern. "Putting back a dislocated shoulder isn't difficult. But actually I should've waited for ortho to do that. Well, it's quicker and easier when I do it."

One of the nurses handed over a sling, and Owen instructed Callie to use it and fix the newly relocated shoulder. But there was another scream coming from the corner of the room disturbed them.

"Mrs. Walters, are you alright?" Callie called over the room to the woman who was holding her baby bump yelping in pain. A nurse rushed over to her side to hold her from falling down.

"Go check on her, Torres. Probably the stress causing a false contraction." Owen ordered. As soon as Callie put the sling in place, she ran over to the crying woman.

"Mrs. Walters, how far along are you?" She put a hand on the belly and held up her hand to check the time.

"30 weeks." The pregnant woman answered with ragged breath, and another scream.

"Dr. Hunt, I don't think she's having a false contraction." Callie reported, and asked a nurse to get a wheelchair. "They're less than 2 minutes apart…"

"BP's dropping." The machine connected with Mr. Walters was beeping like crazy, interrupted Callie's report.

"Dammit. I can't stop the abdominal bleeding here. We need to send him to the OR." Owen snapped off the groves, and then took another pair from the box. "Page Meredith Grey to scrub in with me. Torres, talk to me."

"The contractions are strong, and they're less than 2 minutes apart." Callie answered. She just helped Mrs. Walters settle in the wheelchair and was wheeling her toward the exit.

"Take her to trauma room 2." Owen gave way to let them pass, as soon as the wheelchair left the room, the gurney was all set to roll to the OR. The trauma surgeon yelled out the order. "Call OB and get someone in here."

Once the gurney passed, Owen ran to the trauma room 2. Found the pregnant woman already on the gurney, legs in the air supported by the trestles.

"Dr. Hunt, I don't think there's time to call OB, her water broke in trauma room 1, and she's crowning." The nurse who followed Callie to the room reported, and Callie was sitting between the legs and coaching Mrs. Walters to breathe.

"Torres, are you gonna be alright?" Hunt walked closer, and checked it out himself to find that indeed the baby was coming. "I have to scrub in on her husband's surgery, are you ok to do this?"

A hand grasped the trauma surgeon's gown tightly. Owen looked to the side and found Mrs. Walters staring at him with wide round eyes.

"Doctor, please, please help my husband. I can't tell my daughter that I killed her father. Please…"

"Mrs. Walters, focus! Breathe! Breathe!" Callie called out. "Don't push until the next contraction."

"Mrs. Walters, don't worry. I'll go save him now." Owen patted on the hand on his gown, and he strode away as soon as the fingers loosened up. "I'll call peds down here. You're doing great, Torres."

The head of peds got the page regarding a 30 week old premie being delivered in the ER. She ran down the pit soon as possible. She didn't expect to find a first day intern delivering this baby; Not just any intern, it was her girlfriend.

"How's everything?" She asked eagerly while the nurse was helping her get gowned.

Hearing the familiar voice, Callie snapped her head up. Even though most of her face was hidden under the mask, Arizona could easily see she was smiling.

"She's doing great. Clamp." As in answering the question herself, a strong baby's cry came into the air. "Scissors."

Arizona walked closer and stood behind the intern to observe her work. The hand was a little shaky while cutting the umbilical cord, but over all, it seemed like a fairly good job.

Callie passed the instruments to the nurse, and then she stood up from the stool, hands wrapped around the baby securely. She passed the crying baby to Arizona's awaiting arms. Her smile went wider when she was met with her girlfriend's beaming grin.

Couple hours later, Callie found herself wandering toward the peds ward. After settling Mrs. Walters in the OBGYN ward, she went to the gallery to see Owen and Meredith successfully save Mr. Walters. Now, she wanted to see how the baby girl was doing.

Through the NICU window, she found Arizona checking on her tiny humans. She stood there watching her girlfriend approach each incubator with a smile. Even though she couldn't hear a sound from outside, she knew the doctor was talking to each one of them, making contact, and giving the tiny humans courage to fight their war.

Blue eyes looked up and found a familiar figure standing outside. Her smile grew wider and waved the woman to come inside. She waited by the door with a gown in hand, as soon as Callie passed through, she handed over the gown and led her to one of the incubators.

"Hi baby girl, here's the doctor who brought you into the world." Arizona whispered in her baby voice. She turned around and found her girlfriend was wearing an amazed smile.

"She looks so different."

"New born babies change every second." Arizona giggled lightly, making the brunette blush. "And last time you held her, she was covered in goo."

"How is she?" Callie grinned when the baby moved her little arms like waving at her. Unconsciously, she put her hand in the incubator near the tiny arm.

"She was born 7 weeks early, but except hypothermia, she's a healthy little baby girl." Arizona stepped closer, and placed her hand on the small of Callie's back tenderly. "You delivered a baby. How do you feel?"

Still staring at the baby girl, Callie wet her lips and thought of an answer. Arizona looked at her, seeing the smile slowly grow wider on the brunette's face.

"Awesome." Callie turned to meet her girlfriend's grin. They locked eyes like nobody was around, unfortunately, there was.

"God, I wanna kiss you." Arizona sighed out. Callie bit her lips to hide the mischievous smile and stepped back. Out of the corner of her eyes, she found someone standing on the other side of the window waving at her.

"I have to go." Callie stepped back further, and chuckled lightly at the attending's adorable pout.

"When's your next break?"

"In 2 hours, but I guess you'll gone by then." The brunette asked while peeling off her gown. "See you tomorrow?"

Arizona gave her a wink, watched her girlfriend leave the room and then went back to check on baby Walters's vitals.

Walking out of the NICU, Callie approached the peer who was waving at her. Before she could say anything, Leah pulled her in for a tight hug and squeaked.

"Oh my god! I heard! You delivered a baby!" The scream in Callie's ear made her jerk.

"Yes, I did." Callie tried to pull away, but Leah was still holding her shoulders in an arm length.

"You delivered a baby! Why aren't you jumping up and down?"

"I… don't know. Everything went so fast, one minute I was helping Hunt pop back a shoulder, the next I was in another room pulling a baby out of a woman…"

"Oh my god!" Leah screamed again. The antic caught some attention from the nurses around the hall, and the people inside the NICU. "You reset a shoulder too?"

"Shh… Keep it down, Leah." Callie looked around, and finally wriggled away from the other intern's shoulder hold. "I was just helping, no big deal."

"No big deal?" Leah stared at the brunette like she was crazy. "I don't think I'd be able to do any of those if I were there. Where is the baby you delivered?"

They turned to look inside the NICU, and Callie pointed to where Arizona was standing.

"There, the one in pink blanket, next to Dr. Robbins."

"That is so cool." Leah was looking at the baby and Dr. Robbins with a goofy smile. "Hey, Jo found a hang out place for the interns in the basement. You come find us during the break. I have to go check on Dr. Robbin's post-OPs now."

"Sure. I'm going back to the pit too." One last look to the attending inside the NICU, who was eyeing a chart and the other on the 2 interns, Callie turned toward the elevator. Then Leah called after her,

"Hey, try not to be a hero again. You make the rest of us look really bad."

Callie laughed and waved her hand behind her head.

"Oh yes, you totally make us look incompetent." Jo said before putting another potato chip in her mouth. Callie snatched it from her and got a chip for herself.

"No I didn't."

"Oh yeah? Let's compare. I did a simple check up on a patient this morning, she yelled in pain because I pressed on her stomach too hard." Leah hopped on the abandoned bed in the basement sitting next to Jo, with a chocolate bar in hand. "I scrubbed in for an appy, froze after the first cut, clamped Bailey's finger instead of the appendix, and finally when I got the damn thing out, I froze again. Bailey shoved me aside to finish the surgery herself."

"Hey, at least you got to get into an OR. Jo ran labs all day, and I was in charge of Dr. Sloan's coffee run." Heather shrugged, playing with her stethoscope.

"He made you buy his coffee? Huh, I thought he stopped doing it." Callie frowned, and then she added quickly. "I mean, they shouldn't order us to do their errands."

"If they could get me into an OR, I don't mind buying them coffee everyday." Jo pursed her lips, and took another bag of chips from Stephanie, who was sitting on her other side.

"Have some self-respect, people." Shane looked up from the journal he was reading. "Callie didn't buy anyone any coffee. She got a chance and seized it. If you're well prepared, when the chance presents itself…"

"Oh, cut the crap, Shane." Leah's snort cut off Shane's sermon. "Callie has a girlfriend, you don't have a chance."

"I… I… I didn't… I don't…" The sudden outburst took the poor man by surprise. He dropped his head back on the journal to hide his embarrassment. That made his fellow interns laugh harder.

"Sorry Shane." Callie stood up to pat on the man's shoulder, then walked away to put the empty bag in the trash.

"Callie, how did you know how to deliver a baby?" Heather asked when the brunette returned and sat back down on the wheelchair she had occupied previously. "Do you have a baby?"

"Heather!" Jo and Leah shouted her simultaneously.

"What?"

"No, Heather. I don't have a baby." Callie shook her head with a chuckle. "But really, everything happened in a split second, you won't have much time to think. You just do it."

Suddenly, a pager went off between them, they all picked up their own pager in an instant.

"It's mine. From peds, maybe there's something wrong with that baby." Callie shot up from the wheelchair, and ran toward the elevator.

Stepping out of the metal carrier, to her surprise, the head of peds was standing next to the nurse station. As she strode closer, the nurse at the desk gave her a friendly smile, stood up with a big pile of charts, and walked toward the filing cabinet.

Sensing movement around her, Arizona looked up from the paper she was signing, and smiled when she saw the person she paged.

"Dr. Robbins, I was paged. Is there something wrong with the baby?" Callie asked, slightly out of breath from the run. But the blonde doctor shook her head.

"No, baby Walters is doing great. Are you on your break?"

Looking confused, Callie nodded her head.

"Great. Come with me." Still wearing her Dr. Robbins posture, Arizona swerved around and led the intern to her office.

"I thought your shift finished an hour ago." Callie asked as she walked behind her superior. Arizona answered over her shoulder.

"I was pulled to an emergency surgery, but I'm off the clock now. Come in." Arizona held the door from inside, closed it after her girlfriend entered, and flipped the lock on the door.

As soon as the room was locked, she threw herself onto Callie, making the brunette fumble backwards until her back hit the desk. Their lips attached to each other right away. Arizona threw her hands behind Callie's neck, and buried her fingers in the raven black hair. While Callie had her hands under the navy scrub top to caress the naked skin softly.

After the kiss broke, Callie leaned her head back and smiled at the blonde mischievously.

"What was that, Dr. Robbins? You paged me here to take advantage of me?"

"Nope. I paged you here so I can give you a proper congratulations on your first day, Dr. Torres." She pulled Callie back in for another kiss, a more lustful kiss.

She nibbled at Callie's bottom lip hungrily, and swallowed the moans coming from her girlfriend when her tongue invaded the warmth between the plump lips. All the while, her hands weren't free. Strong surgeon hands travelled from Callie's neck, to her shoulders, to her back, to her hips, back to the sides of the swelling flesh.

Callie turned her head to the side for the very much needed air, as soft lips continued the attack on her jawline.

"So, this is what you do to every intern on their first day?" She panted out. Her own hands under Arizona's top were shifting higher and higher, then she pulled the hem up revealing the smooth back and firm stomach.

"I've never done this before." Arizona mumbled against the olive skin. She brushed her lips along the long neck mixing with featherlight kisses here and there. It was driving the brunette crazy and she knew it.

"Kiss in here? We've kissed in this office." Callie closed her eyes shut to enjoy the slow torture, trying her best not to moan out loud.

"To celebrate your first day at work. Your first action in the pit. Your first baby delivery…" Pink lips went higher to Callie's ear, gave a gentle nibble each time she finished a sentence. Soft moans slipped out of plump lips. "We're going to do something I've never done in this office before."

Callie's brain had turned to mush under the skilled lips, before she could react, a fair hand travelled south from her chest, to her hips, down under the waist band of her scrub pants.

The sudden move snapped Callie out of her lustful mind. Her hand shot to grasp on Arizona's but she was too late, the slim fingers snuck to her mound, and played with her wetness through the panties.

"Please, Arizona, we can't." Callie pleaded with a shaky voice, her hand grabbed at the blonde's wrist, and pulled her waist line up a little.

Having sex with her boss's boss in the office when she was working definitely was not a good idea. However, she was turned on by this idea wildly.

"Are you sure?" Arizona breathed in Callie's ear directly, and then she went to suck on the spot behind the brunette's ear that would make her woman go limp every single time. "You're crazy wet, you know that?"

Another moan came out of the full lips involuntarily. Callie loosened the hold on Arizona's wrist, and placed her hands on her sides grasping on the edge of the desk to brace herself from falling down. Arizona took that as an invitation, she stepped even closer, and slid her leg between Callie's.

"You were so hot when you were all Dr. Torres…" Arizona put a hand on the desk behind Callie so she could nestle up even closer, and shoved her other hand lower to outline her personal playground through the drenched panties. "So confident when you held that baby…"

The blonde stopped sucking on Callie's neck when she felt the muscle under her lips tensed up. She looked up to meet a frown, and a confused smile on the rosy cheeks.

"Seriously? You… are trying to dirty talk with the image of me sitting between another woman's vagina, who screamed for a whole other reason?"

They both burst out with a roar of laughter.

Arizona buried her head in her girlfriend's neck to stop the laugh, putting more pressure on her finger tips making the brunette replace the snicker with a soft moan.

"Now, think of the last time you were between someone else legs." The blonde brought her lips to capture the waiting plump lips. She could feel Callie was smiling and then she lifted her head up slightly to talk.

"I wanna say my dad's secretary…" Callie wanted to tease her girlfriend, but she choked on her breath when the hand outside her panties shifted inside quickly, making direct and forceful contact with her bundle of nerves.

"You were saying?" Arizona smirked and placed kisses all around the soft neck.

"Fuck…" Callie breathed out, and tilted her head to the back. "You… it was you… last night."

"Yeah? What were you doing between my legs?" The fair hand in the light blue scrub pants was rubbing tight circles. Callie sucked in a sharp breath when she realized where her lover was headed.

"I fucked you with one finger."

"Like this?" Arizona moved her hand further down, entering the wet warmth with her index finger. Callie bit her lips tight to suppress a moan, and nodded rapidly.

Arizona's lips roamed lower when she moved her finger in and out in a leisure pace. She groaned when the layers of a scrub top and a T-shirt blocked her access to the heavy chest that she was obsessed with. Without a word, Callie pulled off her tops in one smooth move, revealing the hot pink bra that was one of Arizona's favorites.

"What else did you do?" Arizona asked between sucking and licking the honey soft chest, and then she pulled one of the cups down with her teeth.

"Two fingers..." Callie panted, and let out a throaty moan when she felt one more finger get added in the thrusts.

Arizona sucked on the erect nipple and picked up the pace matching with her mouth. Callie leaned further back, and her hands grasped on the edge of the desk tight turning her knuckles white. She raised a leg to step on the couch next to her for support and to open herself up. She was close.

The blonde pulled away from the chests she was sucking, and hovered above to gaze at the face of the woman she loved. Callie had her eyes shut tight, little whimpers coming from her throat as she had her lips bit to a thin line trying to hold back the loud moan, a shade of flush on her cheeks from the pleasure… Arizona knew she would never get tired of looking at this face.

She wrapped her free hand around Callie's back to support the woman, brought their upper bodies closer, and she started to kiss the full lips again.

"Tell me, what's next?" Her own breath was also getting ragged. The brunette opened her mouth to answer but a few moans escaped first.

"One more… I added one more…" Callie panted out, and she reached for her girlfriend's lips hastily to muffle the further moans that she knew she couldn't hold back.

The third finger joined in the actions, with a few swipes of the thumb, the brunette had dove head first in the powerful release. Arizona swallowed the screams coming from her girlfriend's lips, and exchanged with hers when she felt the spasms around her fingers.

After the twitching in the tanned legs subsided, Arizona withdrew her fingers and brought them to her lips, cleaning it one by one with a smile when she watched her girlfriend trying to recover from her height. Before she could put the third one into her mouth, she was pulled by the back of her neck for a kiss.

Still out of breath, Callie broke the kiss and rested her chin on the blonde's shoulder, her arms wrapped around the fair hips limply. They soaked in the post-coital glow for a while, until the Latina burst out.

"It was a hell of a celebration."

They giggled together, and then Arizona leaned back, brushed off the few strands of black hair away from the still blushing face, and stroke the cheek with her thumb lovingly.

"Yeah, and there's gonna be a lot more waiting for you."

"So we broke in your office, what's next?" Callie breathed out with a grin.

"Oh honey, there's a lot of on-call rooms in this hospital." Arizona returned a dimpled smile, and their lips locked together once again.