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Chapter 15 – Oblivious

The ball was in Callie's court and she knew it. She had complete attention of all three women at the table and needed to act fast. Precipitously, the heat of the situation started to bare down on her in the form of steel and cerulean irises. Her breath hitched seeing both women at her attention, both woman who had simultaneously been at the eye of her attention.

Encouragement from G forced Callie to engage in this story for them, now Callie had to do this.

"So Cal, what's this story you have for us?" G pressed as Arizona and Teddy nodded in agreement.

"Um, well." Unable to use the words she had rehearsed so perfectly before, she clenched and expanded her clammy palms on the table. Another deep breath and a smile, "I heard this crazy story, about sisters."

Arizona rose an eyebrow as if she had already sensed the story was coming from a mile away and G nodded again. Her expression also indicating she knew who these sisters were but wanted to know who these sisters were. Teddy, however, was the only one who had no idea where this story was going, busying herself with a cup of yogurt.

"Well, the funny thing about these sisters, is that they are known as the Syphilis Sisters."

G made a goofy looking smile in an attempt to play it off but Arizona was a deer in head lights. Her expression confirmed that this story was indeed true at one point. Teddy, still oblivious to everything was busy scrapping up the last bit of yogurt from the bottom of the container, chimed in.

"You know, that's funny because G and Z here were once the Syphilis Sisters – OW!" G kicked Teddy under the table startling the bunch. It wasn't until the pain settled in that she broke gaze from her Danon yogurt container and meet the eyes of the other women. Callie was indeed referring to G and Z. "Oh. OH! Those Syphilis Sisters?"

Arizona still hadn't exhaled from Callie's question. Her expression was flat and unresponsive.

"Well, that's quite the story Callie, anything in particular you'd like to share with the Syphilis Sisters?"

Arizona snapped her eyes towards G, as if she was selling them short, or giving away top secret information. G remained calm in expression, almost cocky.

"Nothing in particular, it was just I heard about this giant web of women. And in the middle was none other than the Perky Super Surgeon, Arizona Robbins and her sister, Navy medic Gaetana von Ingersleben."

Callie pursed her lips together in a matter of fact way. She waited patiently, eagerly, for a response from any of the women.

A bellow of laughter from none other than Teddy broke the deafening silence.

"What?" Teddy shrugged at the trio around her. "I didn't think anyone still even knew about that let alone spoke about it. God, was that really that long ago? We're old as dirt now."

"Teddy, you are not helping here." G pointed her hands at the dirty blonde, than panned over to Callie, "Now, I can only begin to guess that you heard this amazing story from none other a group of nurses?"

Callie nodded yes, she had nothing to lose at this point so being honest was the best option.

"Not surprising. Well, what would you like to know Callie?" G truthfully asked.

Arizona glared at this woman again while Teddy was in a fit of giggles.

"Is it true?"

"What? That we have Syphilis? No, clearly not because neither of us would be able to work in our industries. Next?"

"Why did people call you that?"

"I don't need to get into details, do I?" G deadpanned to Callie.

Callie nodded again.

The Navy medic moved methodically through questioning, it was like she had been put through this ringer a dozen times prior. Callie held her ground though, she still had the ball in her court.

"Well, why the name then?"

G inhaled deeply before answering. She gave Arizona a look before answering, as if both women had a language of facial ques. It was apparent that they did, a slight wiggle of brows, movement of eyes, and shift in energy was all G needed to continue.

"To keep it short, sweet and simple Callie; it was biter ex's. A lot of biter ex's. That just happened to think their intimate demise with either Arizona or myself was caused none other by Arizona or myself. I mean, to be completely honest, I haven't heard that phrase in years."

G emphasized years, because it was truly years since either woman was considered to be on the market. Arizona did just get out of a four year relationship and G had spent the last six years fighting for their country. The name had faded to their long past.

However; Callie didn't want to settle just on ex's, that was obvious, but was it really true? The entire web of women between them. Did they really bed the same women or swap them and compare notes? Was any of it true or was it simply just nasty rumors angry ex's made about the pair.

Callie absorbed the nauseating duo's glare – both sets of eyes were quite easy to get lost in.

"So, then is it true you two swapped women in your 'prime'?"

The trio laughed again, and this time Arizona spoke up.

"Well, G and I have a relationship that is hard for most to understand. Take my, ex-fiance for instance." Arizona changed her posture and cleared her throat. "She never understood how two women, two lesbians, could be so close but never have ever even kissed one another. It was sickening to say the least. Stereotyping a stereotype. Like I can't have a lesbian best friend, not have had sex with her or want to have sex with her. Like we're some type of deviants."

She paused and let the words sink into Callie for a moment. G sat back and watched, as if she's heard this rant a hundred times before.

"So, to add to what G has already said, maybe it is true. The web. Maybe it isn't true." Arizona rolled her fingers along her coffee cup smugly. She had Callie now. "Whatever any of it means, I can't seem to grasp why you're so interested in something that predates any of us by nearly half a decade, Calliope."

There it was, the endgame. The entire pace of the conversation was set by Callie but the momentum was stolen by Arizona. She was right in every point she made – what difference did some high school type rumor make? Why did Callie care so much? And for the love of god, the way Calliope rolled off of that tongue, sent chills down Callie's spine. She was at a loss for words.

Callie hadn't prepared for that much; being questioned about her question. She was caught in the act and now it was quite apparent that the underlying tension between her and Arizona was boiling out of their pores. That the abrupt sexual trysts with Gaetana where just that: spontaneous, aggressive, and primal sex.

G wasn't dumb and neither was Teddy. The two women could sense the level of sensation between the Ortho Goddess and Dr. McPerky.

"Hm, well ladies…" G stated to break the starring contest between Arizona and Callie. "I think that was enough story telling for one day, right? Well, I have to go pick up bodies and you three have to make sure I'm not picking up bodies."

G stood up and straightened out her suit vest and jacket. Callie only peeled her eyes off Arizona to glance up the woman before them. Those damn suits always made Callie swoon.

"Callie, if you don't get paged – I'll see you this evening?" G smiled lightly at the Latina.

"Yes, can't wait. I'll text you if anything happens."

G nodded and faced her fellow Navy women, "You two goons, I'll see at the recruiter's office in two days?"

Teddy rolled her eyes, "Thanks mom, are you going to pack a lunch too?"

"You wish Teddy, just make sure neither of you get lost before then."

And like clock-work, two pages began their screaming fit, and the two elder residents nodded, "911 to the Pit!"

XXX

Evening had arrived before Callie even knew it. G offered a night at her house and it would mark as the first night Callie would spend at her sex buddy's place.

The sleek looking silver Range Rover was her ride for the evening and Callie was perplexed by the woman's expansive garage.

"Do you just have a stock pile of luxury cars – or do you do this for every woman?" Callie came off a bit snappy but she knew that G could take the snippy remarks that Callie would unintentionally slip after a long day at work. She enjoyed knowing she could let it all go in front of the other woman, no filters required.

"Actually, this is my cousin Angelo's winter ride. He trades in the convertible for the all-wheel drive every fall."

Callie didn't say anything for the remainder of the ride. She was more intrigued by the route and homes she was seeing.

"I thought you said you lived in Boston?"

"This is Boston, the Emerald Necklace, to be exact. My house is on the border of Jamaica Plain and Brookline."

Callie took in the expansive Colonial and Victorian homes, they were absolutely breath taking. Nothing like the modern homes that she was accustomed to in Miami. Before she knew it, she arrived to G's home.

"This¸ is where you live? Like you own this home?"

"Yes, Callie, I own this home. My dad was a general contractor, and had a thing for Tudors, they reminded him of the home country." G smiled softly.

"Why do you talk about your dad in the past tense – is he…?"

"He passed away when I was 17. Brain cancer amongst several other types. He fought seven long grueling months. He left my sister and me the house since he was divorced from my mom."

"You have a sister?"

"Yes, older by two years. I haven't spoken to her in, uh five years I think? She's a heroin addict, and spends her time in and out of rehab in Florida."

Callie extended a hand over to G who's were still gripping the steering wheel to offer any bit of comfort.

"Want to go inside?"

XXX

Callie didn't have much of a chance to take in the expansive home, more over did she even realize that G had carried her up a flight of stairs and laid her down onto the king sized mattress in the master suite.

Their love making was everything but love making, it was purely two humans merely using one another for gratification. But god, was it heavenly, intoxicating mind numbing from everything. A release both woman sought out after for their own personal demonic reasoning.

After what felt like the fifth, orgasm G rolled off of Callie, finally. The taller woman hopped off the bed and ventured to the decked attached to the suite. Callie regained consciousness and threw on an over-sized rugby t-shirt and made way to the deck.

"You must be a real pro at this stuff."

G held gaze over the back yard and took another long drag of a cigar, "Excuse me?"

"We just spent the last two hours having sex, and you got up out of bed like nothing happened. In fact, you handed me one of your shirts, a pair of shorts, and got me a glass of water. You really are-"

"A whore? Slut? Conniving bitch? Or, wait, umm…disengaged from everything that involves feeling around me? Maybe I am all of those. But I was raised with a certain level of manners and know how to treat people Calliope."

Callie didn't say anything.

"So, how long have you liked Robbins?"

"Excuse me?" Callie was slightly taken aback from this question.

"Callie, you really think I'm some oblivious mouth breather or invalid." The pair laughed, "Anyone with eyes could have seen the tension between you and Robbins. Moreover, bringing up the whole 'Syphilis Sisters' thing this morning, touché. If you really wanted to know the truth you would have asked me two nights ago – however I think your mouth was busier doing other things." G teased Callie.

"You know, you really are a pig sometimes."

"I am lighting up the mood Cal." She looked at the brunette now and placed her hands on her lap. "Listen, all I'm saying is that you and Arizona have this peculiar connection. I get that. Arizona is an absolutely amazing and beautiful human being inside and out. What I can't figure out is how and when the fuck you two met. Because the way she looks at you, you, it's like she's looking into her own soul or something. It's like this light, which has been out for so long is finally on again. And despite everything that's happened, you've ignited that light in her again. Without even doing anything."

"What do you mean everything that's happened?"

"Listen, it's not my place to speak of individuals personal business, but I'll let you know this much. Her twin brother, my dearest friend, was killed in Iraq not even two months ago. Her dream marriage with 'Joanne', was ruined when she caught her cheating in their bed. So, whenever the hell bombshell Latina came in, I am not sure, but you. You have brought a light in a friend I haven't seen in a very long time."

"Richmond." G raised an eyebrow, "I saw her at Richmond. And, and now it makes, sense. She was in her uniform, and looked like she had been crying all day. The random hook-up with my roommate Meredith, the ring on her dog tags, and the nurses who have slept with her at the hospital. It all makes sense."

"Sounds like typical Arizona."

"What?"

"Listen, she really likes you and I can already tell that. Just, she's coping right now with the only thing she can truly control. The one thing that's always boosted her confidence."

"So you two do trade women and have this crazy sex web?"

"Why the fuck are you so obsessed with the past? What we did was what we did. What we do now is now. I mean shit, we're both going to a war so if we want to have sex with every women we see then so be it. But I know, Arizona likes you. Just be careful with her okay?"

Callie realized she had drawn the sister thing out a bit much. It was after all, five years since they had last been on their spread and she was late to the party.

"Okay, what do you mean by careful?"

"Just know that Arizona is in a tough place right now. I know she hasn't done much coping over her brother, or the infidelity, despite that dimply grin she wears every day."

"Okay, but I need more than this G. I mean hell, we've had mind blowing sex for the last month."

"Yeah, that stops now. Sorry dear, but you can't use me to get back at Arizona or suppress your feelings for her."

Callie's glare changed. How the hell does this woman know so much?

"FYI Callie, I am a trained Navy Medic and Marine soldier. I've also spent my entire adult life surrounded by grieving people. I'm fairly decent at reading people."

"Touché Gaetana."

"Just give Arizona time, and she'll come around."

"Do you really think she will?"

"Trust me Cal, I know she will. And if not, I'll make sure she does."

XXX

It was nearly three AM before Arizona got home, and it wasn't due to anything exciting. She offered her services when another resident called in sick and the ER was short staffed. Little did she know that she'd fall witness to the passing of a toddler and his mother. Single homicide/suicide: acute blood loss on the toddler caused by a SGW to the chest, SGW to the head of the mother. It never gets easier but it will always goes on with or without you.

She ventured to the fridge for a glass of ice and three fingers worth of bourbon on the rocks. Sitting down at the kitchen table she sorted through her mail and noticed a large tattered Manilla envelope addressed to her.

The handwriting on the cover was a dead giveaway who it was from and her heart sank. Her eyes welled up at the distinctive script as finger tips traced over the ink. She couldn't help but sob over the envelope.

That feeling finally sank it.