Title: The What Happened After… Series (3/5-ish)
Author: iheartcallietorres (laurenxx3 on LJ)
Pairing: Callie/Arizona
Rating: varies from G to T
Summary: The lives of Callie and Arizona between the scenes we see on Grey's, separated into different parts, all beginning with the title "What Happened After…" Bad summary, but you get the picture. : )
Disclaimer: You know the drill. All characters belong to Shonda Rhimes/ABC. I don't own anything. If I did, I'd be a lot richer than a poor college student. Any similarities to real life situations/persons are purely coincidental. Not for profit; for entertainment purposes only.
A/N: I have absolutely NO medical knowledge beyond what I see/hear on Grey's Anatomy, so forgive me of any medical-related errors. Also, this is un-betad, so all mistakes are mine. Please let me know if you come across any. As always, comments are much appreciated (and will encourage me to write more fics in the future - *hint, hint*).
A/N2: Y'all are so amazing! Thanks for all the wonderful reviews. : ) Sorry it's taking so long between updates. I just want things to be perfect. I'm not 100% content with this part, but I hope you like it anyway. Enjoy and review! : )
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011. What Happened After… Callie and Daddy Daddy Torres Made Up (6x05)[T]
Can't Take My Eyes Off You - Lady Antebellum
Callie's POV
I walked into the apartment, still in a state of shock, wondering if I was dreaming. I had to be dreaming. Things were actually going good for once, so it must be a dream. I had finally made attending, my family finally came around and I had an amazing girlfriend that has made me happier than I've ever been in any relationship ever.
If this was a dream, I never wanted to wake up.
But as I passed in front of Cristina's door, I determined I wasn't dreaming. Because if it was a dream, I wouldn't be able to hear the sound of Owen and Cristina in the throws of passion.
I grimaced and made my way quickly into my bedroom in attempt to escape their noises. Arizona was sitting on the bed, leaning back against the headboard while reading a book with her iPod blaring. I guessed she was trying to block out the noises that still made its way through the paper thin walls.
She noticed me in the door way immediately and paused her music, a concerned look on her face. "Are you—"
I didn't give her time to finish the question. Instead, I rushed across the bed and pulled her towards me, pressing my lips insistently against hers in a deep kiss. I must have caught her off guard because it took her several seconds to respond, but soon, the book clattered to the floor as she tunneled her fingers in my hair and held me to her.
Breathless, we parted, both panting.
"Wow," Arizona whispered. "What was that for?"
I smiled and cupped her cheek. "I don't know what you said to him, but I'll never be able to thank you enough." I kissed her again, sweetly this time.
After reconciling with my father, we'd sat down and had a real conversation, one without Father Kevin and without screaming Bible verses. A true, father-daughter conversation. I'd told him how happy I was; how I finally felt like I could really be myself. He'd told me that Arizona had sought him out in the waiting room and that she'd really made an impact on him and his prejudices.
It was that moment, when I'd discovered all that Arizona had done for me and I thought about how incredibly lucky I was to have her in my life, it was then that I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I had fallen totally and completely head over heels in love with the beautiful, amazing, warm-hearted woman that I was able to call my own.
Arizona's POV
As I laid in Calliope's strong arms after a rather passionate sexy time, I smiled contently, rubbing my hand over my lover's bare ribcage. I was immensely glad that Calliope and her father had made up. I knew she was close to her family and that not being able to talk to them, confide in them, had been tearing her apart on the inside.
I was also glad that Mr. Torres had seemingly taken my words from earlier in the day to heart. Not only had it led to him seeking out and making up with his daughter, it also led to Calliope finding increasingly interesting ways of thanking me.
A content sigh escaped Calliope's lips and I raised myself onto an elbow, looking down into her beautiful face. I loved the way she looked after we made love; sated, relaxed and genuinely happy.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked, brushing a stray lock of raven hair off her forehead.
She smiled and ran a hand over my bare hip. "How amazing my girlfriend is."
"I think you mean how 'awesome' I am," I corrected with a smug grin.
"Oh, excuse me," she said in a singsong voice before pulling me to lay flush against her. "You are very 'awesome,'" she whispered seductively in my ear. She pulled back slightly. "What exactly did you say to him?"
I played dumb. "Who?" I asked.
She rolled her eyes. "You know who," she said. "My father. He said that you talked to him. What did you say to make him change his mind?"
I blushed a little. "Just that you're still who he raised you to be. That you're still the same strong, independent, successful girl."
"Hmm, somehow I think it was a bit more than that, but thank you. Really." She cupped my cheek and placed her lips softly against mine.
I knew things weren't going to magically repair themselves between her and her family, but it was a hell of a start. I was certain that over time, Calliope and her family would be as close as they had been before and I was grateful for that. Because I wanted my Calliope to be happy and I knew that her family made her happy.
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012. What Happened After… Callie, Arizona, Derek, Cristina, Lexie and Mark Debate About Isaac's Spinal Tumor (6x07) [T]
Love Like This - Natasha Bedingfield (ft. Sean Kingston)
Callie's POV
Isaac was everyone's favorite radiologist within the walls of Seattle Grace-Mercy West. As an orthopedic surgeon, I worked closely with him on several occasions and genuinely liked the guy. And I knew Arizona felt the same way.
After the Chief broke up our pow-wow in the CT viewing room, Arizona and I made our way out of the office, neither of us scheduled for surgery for the next few hours. I turned to Arizona as the elevator doors closed behind us, leaving us alone in the small metal box.
"Do you think Derek can pull it off?" I asked, clasping her hand tightly in mine.
She sighed. "If anyone can, it's Derek. But it's so intricate. It's going to be extremely difficult and extremely risky."
I nodded. "I hope he can pull it off," I said. "I like Isaac."
"Me, too," she said. The elevator doors opened and we made our way down the hall towards an on-call room. Arizona's been awake since three this morning when her pager went off, so I knew she was exhausted. I had a light day today for once and just wanted to curl up with my girlfriend for a few minutes.
But Arizona had a completely different idea. As soon as we cleared the doorway of "our" on-call room and closed the door behind us, she backed me into the wall and kissed me fiercely, pressing her front against mine. I had been unprepared for her attack and my breath caught in my throat.
"Hmph," I groaned in shock as her tongue demanded entrance into my mouth, which I permitted willingly. I tried to thread my fingers into her hair, but they got caught. Literally. I tried to pull them free, but I ended up pulling on her hair.
I broke away to try and extricate my fingers, laughing. "My fingers are caught in your crazy braid hair."
She joined in my laughter as she helped me untangle my fingers, her hairstyle being ruined in the process. She tried to fix it, but gave up and just took the pins holding it up out. "Oh, well," she said. When all the pins were free, I threaded my fingers through the silky strands again, not getting them tangled this time.
"It's sexy down anyway," I said, pulling her towards me intent on resuming our previous activity. She smiled and I knew she had the same thing in mind.
Arizona's POV
Calliope and I made our way down the stairs, both of us practically skipping. With good reason after our recent on-call room rendezvous. I blushed slightly with the remembrance of what had transpired in that room such a short time ago.
I spotted Mark and Derek at the nurses station and Calliope saddled up to them. "Are you going rogue?" she quipped, a smile on her face.
"I'm doing a surgery I believe in," Derek answered.
"Against the Chief's orders; he'll freak when he finds out," I said matter of factly from the other side of the neurosurgeon.
"There is a computer schedule saying that I'm doing craniotomies all day. He is not going to find—"
I interrupted him before he said too much by putting my hand up. "No, shh! Don't say any more because me, the chief, secrets, bad idea."
Calliope rolled her eyes and moved to stand behind me, laying her hand on the small of my back. "Hey, I think it is badass," she said. As she said the words, she moved her hand downwards to brush over my ass. I gasped slightly and willed my face not to turn red. "Come on, let's go," she said to me and dragged me away from the counter.
As soon as we were out of hearing distance of the two men, I turned towards Calliope. "You can't just grab my ass like that," I hissed after making sure no one was within hearing distance. "Because now I have to prep for surgery and all I can think about is finding an on-call room and making you scream."
She grinned that grin that never failed to make my knees weak. "Yeah, but think of all the fun we'll have tonight," she whispered.
I rolled my eyes, but fully intended to follow up tonight. I couldn't wait, and by the look on her face, neither could she.
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013. What Happened After… the I Love You Scene (6x08) [T]
Back at One - Brian McKnight
Callie's POV
"I love you, too," I said, my voice full of emotion. It was the last thing I had expected Arizona to say. I'd expected more tears, maybe even more anger, but not a declaration of love.
I quickly discarded the plate of donuts and tossed aside the party horn that didn't even work, not caring that it landed in the cake. I quickly stood and made my way purposefully towards the woman I loved and kissed her, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her close. She reciprocated the kiss, her own hands clutching my hips and holding me close. It was a sweet kiss, one laced with the love we'd just declared.
I broke the kiss and placed my forehead against hers, bringing one hand up to cup her cheek. "I love you," I whispered, wanting to say it again and again. "I love you. I love you. I love you."
She smiled sweetly, brushing her lips softly against mine. "And I love you, Calliope," she whispered back.
I saw the fatigue in her eyes then and I realized just how exhausted she was. I backed us up towards the couch and sat down, bringing her to sit next to me. She immediately leaned against me and I wrapped my arms around her, whispering sweet nothings into her ear in attempt to soothe her.
I realized that I was still wearing the ridiculous pink sparkly party hat and I reached up to take it off. But Arizona stopped me.
"Don't," she said. "I like it." She snuggled against me and I dropped my hand. "I'm sorry about earlier," she said. "I was just—"
"It's alright," I insisted. "You have nothing to apologize for." I noticed her eyes droop before she snapped them back open and realized she needed sleep. As much as I wanted to celebrate our I Love You's by actually making love, Arizona was in serious need of sleep. I knew she hasn't had a decent night's sleep the past two nights.
I stood and despite her protests, I picked her up in my arms.
"Calliope!" she gasped out, her arms immediately linking around my neck. "Put me down!"
But I was already halfway across the room. "You're exhausted," I said as I entered the bedroom and carefully deposited her on the bed.
"I'm fine, Calliope," she said, but her eyes closed again briefly before she snapped them back open.
I shook my head and knelt on the ground. I quickly slipped off her shoes and socks, then returned to my feet, bringing her up with me. She swayed slightly, proving her exhaustion. I removed her jacket, tossing it over the arm chair beside the dresser. I continued undressing her until she stood in only her panties and my resolve to let her sleep nearly slipped. But I shook myself out of my daze and pulled a pair of shorts and her favorite tank top out of the dresser before helping her into them.
"Need to brush my teeth," Arizona murmured as I began to arrange her under the covers. I helped her into the bathroom and wrapped my arms around her waist as she brushed her teeth. I feared that without me supporting her, she'd collapse to the ground. When I finally get her into bed, she was asleep before I could even pull the covers over her.
I smiled at her sleeping form, still amazed that I'd found and fallen in love with such an amazing woman. I had no idea what I did to deserve her, but I was grateful nonetheless.
After quickly brushing my own teeth and changing into a long t-shirt, I slipped under the covers behind Arizona and wrapped my arm around her waist. Even in her sleep she leaned back against me, clasping my hand that lay against her stomach.
I placed a few soft kisses against her shoulder and snuggled close. "I love you," I whispered. As I drifted off into a deep sleep, I swore I heard her murmur "I love you, too," in her sleep and I fell asleep with a huge smile on my face.
Arizona's POV
I slowly regained consciousness, groaning softly when I opened my eyes and was greeted with the bright sunlight of the unusually sunny day. I reached behind me and was disappointed to encounter only cool sheets where my lover usually slept.
Then I remembered last night and I bolted upright into a sitting position. I'd told Calliope I loved her and she'd said it back. Then I'd practically dropped dead from exhaustion.
I groaned to myself. That's not what was supposed to happen after I told her what I've known for a long time. What was supposed to happen involved this bed, yes, but sleeping was not an ingredient.
I fell back against the bed and covered my face with my hands, trying to block the sunlight from my eyes. Maybe if I fell back asleep, I'd reawaken and it would be last night and I could do things right this time.
Wait, sunlight?! I sat up straight again and looked over at the clock, cursing when I noticed the time. It was almost nine in the morning. I should have been at the hospital over two hours ago.
I'd just thrown the covers off of me and started to get out of bed when the door opened and Calliope appeared carrying a tray.
"What are you doing?" she asked. "Get back in bed."
I shook my head and stood. "I can't. I'm so late. Why didn't you wake me?!" I pulled open a dresser drawer that Calliope had bestowed on me and pulled out a pair of jeans. I was about to pull them on when a pair of hands stopped me.
"You're not late," Calliope said, taking the jeans out of my hands. "Now get back in bed. I made you breakfast." She guided me back to the bed.
"But I was supposed to be there at—"
She cut me off. "I called the Chief this morning and he granted us both two days off. It seems that the fact that you single handedly brought in a 25 million dollar donation to the hospital has paid off."
My jaw dropped. "You… really? Two days?"
She smiled and placed the tray over my lap. "Yep, and I made your favorite for breakfast, too. Scrambled eggs, turkey sausage and French toast, extra cinnamon. Orange juice on the side and coffee with hazelnut creamer."
My stomach rumbled at the delicious food sitting in front of me, but I had to fix something first. "Can you move this off my lap for a minute?" I asked sweetly.
She gave me a questioning look. "Why? Is something wrong?" She looked a little worried.
"Nothing is wrong," I reassured her. "I just need to do something first."
She grabbed the tray and placed it on top of the dresser before turning back to me. I grabbed her arm and pulled her onto the bed, immediately rolling on top of her and pressing my lips roughly against hers. I caught her by surprise, but she responded as soon as she regained her composure, kissing me back with equal force.
Our tongues battled for control of the kiss as our hands roamed each other's bodies. She was still wearing a silk robe over her long t-shirt, so I reached between us and untied the sash holding the deep red material together.
In desperate need of oxygen, I broke the kiss and buried my face in her neck, nipping the delicate skin. I kissed a path up to her ear and gently bit her earlobe, something I've discovered really turns her on. "I love you," I whispered into her ear. Apparently, that also really turns her on because she groaned and swiftly rolled me onto my back before attacking my lips with hers.
Our morning make-out session was rudely interrupted by a loud growl coming from my stomach.
Calliope pulled back and shot me a smile, trying not to laugh. "I guess food comes first, then sex."
I pouted, sticking my bottom lip out a little. "I say sex first, then food." But my stomach rumbled again, even louder this time and I realized that I was pretty ravenous. I had skipped dinner last night because I'd been too distraught over Wallace to even think about food.
Calliope stood and directed me to sit up against the headboard and she returned the tray to my lap. I immediately dug in, wanting to hurry up and appease my hunger so we could get back to the fun stuff. My love settled on the bed beside me.
"You aren't eating?" I asked as I sipped my orange juice.
"Already ate," she answered. "I've been up for a while." She laid her head on my shoulder and I wanted things to be like this every morning.
I quickly ate my breakfast as we discussed how we would spend our rare two days off together. We were both in agreement that we would spend today in the apartment, in Calliope's bedroom, making love, surfacing only to eat and shower. We'd wait until tomorrow to decide what we'd do on the second day, but if I had my way, we'd just have a repeat of today.
And as Calliope removed the tray from my lap and covered me with her body, I had a feeling she may just agree with me. Because we were in love and no one could intrude on our perfect little cocoon.
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014. What Happened After… Arizona Brings in the New Year in Surgery [PG]
Together - The Fray
Callie's POV
I had pouted when Arizona had told me that we wouldn't be bringing in the new year together, but I understood. We were both surgeons and work came first. So instead, I spent my new year's eve sitting on the couch watching reruns of my favorite TV show—Bones—and vegging out on unhealthy crap that was sure to clog my arteries but tasted so incredibly delicious.
I thought, just for a moment, about how pathetic it would seem to an outsider, but I didn't care. I could have gone out with Cristina and Owen to Joe's, but A, I didn't want to be a third wheel, and B, I was perfectly content to sit here and wait for my lover to get home so we could bring in the new year properly in a way that required privacy.
Ten minutes to midnight, I switched the TV over to a local channel that was counting down to midnight and watched The Fray, my favorite band, perform until the ten second countdown began.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one," I counted down aloud, even though I was alone. "Happy New Year!" I felt a little ridiculous yelling that when no one was here, but I didn't care. I've always loved new years. It was a chance to start over and I was determined that this year was going to better than the last. This year, I had Arizona and I planned on keeping it that way.
I quickly sent a text message to Arizona, even though I knew she was in surgery. I wanted her to see it as soon as she got out.
Happy New Year, babe! I love you. 3
I pressed send and, since I was unsure of how long my girlfriend would be in surgery, I made myself comfortable on the couch, planning on waiting up for her. I had tomorrow off anyway, so I could afford to stay up late. I wanted to be the first thing she saw when she entered the apartment.
Arizona's POV
It was nearly one in the morning before we were completely finished with the Jacobson boy's surgery. After giving the parents the good news and checking his post-ops, I quickly made my way to the attending locker room to change and head home.
I picked up my cell phone from my locker after changing and checked to see if I had any messages. I smiled when I saw that I had one from Calliope.
Happy New Year, babe! I love you. 3
I knew there was a sappy grin on my face as I made my way towards the exit. Calliope was probably asleep by now, but I didn't care. I needed to bring in the new year properly with my love.
The first thing I noticed when I opened the door to the apartment was that the TV was on. Then I noticed Calliope fast asleep on the couch, mouth slightly open. I grinned, remembering the last time she'd fallen asleep on the couch waiting for me.
I took off my jacket and hung it up before dropping my purse and keys on the counter. Then I walked to the couch and sat down on the edge, brushing a soft kiss across her lips. "Calliope," I whispered.
"Hmm," she murmured in her sleep.
"Wake up," I urged gently, stroking her cheek.
She lazily opened her eyes. "Oh, hey," she said sitting up.
"Were you waiting for me?" I asked.
"Trying to," she said, yawning. "I guess I fell asleep." She shook her head. "But I'm awake now," she said, smiling.
I returned her smile and stood, offering her my hand. She took it and I led her to the bedroom.
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015. What Happened After… the Shower Scene (6x11) [PG]
There's No Limit - Deana Carter
Callie's POV
I was ready to throttle Little Grey for interrupting some very steamy sexy time with my very sexy girlfriend, but when I saw her embarrassed face, I decided against murder. I'm too pretty to go to prison anyway.
"Knock much?" I quipped as I passed her, wrapped in a fluffy towel.
"I'm sorry," she rushed. "I'm so sorry."
"Oh, there's no more hot water," I said while pouring a much-needed cup of coffee for both myself and Arizona. Lexie's face was priceless and I had to force myself not to laugh. That's what she gets for not knocking.
"You probably scared her for life, you know," Cristina said., spooning a bite of cereal into her mouth.
I rolled my eyes. "Good. Maybe next time she'll knock and we won't be interrupted right in the middle of—"
"I don't want to know!" Cristina interrupted loudly, placing her hands over her ears.
"—washing our hair," I finished innocently, earning a giggle from Arizona, who stood beside me.
"Whatever," Cristina said, leaning over the bar to place her empty bowl in the sink. "You always make that much noise when you wash your hair?" she asked as she got off the stool. She grabbed her coat and left the apartment, closing the door loudly behind her.
"Someone isn't a morning person," Arizona said.
"Or an afternoon person, or an evening person, or a night person…" I commented.
Arizona chuckled, turning to me and wrapping her arms around my waist. I leaned down to kiss her softly. The towel wrapped around her head gave way when she tilted her head back and fell to the floor, causing us both to laugh.
She leaned down and picked it up as Lexie rushed out of the bedroom. I swore I saw her shivering. "Thanks! Gotta run, gonna be late!" Then she was gone.
I rolled my eyes and made my way back to the bedroom to get dressed, Arizona right behind me. I glanced at the clock and noticed that we still had forty-five minutes before we need to be at the hospital and I grinned.
"You know," I said walking up behind Arizona who was standing at the dresser combing her still-damp hair. "I think someone owes me a little something." wrapped my arms around her from behind and tucked my chin against her shoulder.
She dropped her comb and turned in my arms, a grin matching my own playing across her lips. She looped her arms around my neck. She kissed me softly before pulling away.
"We should lock the door this time."
Arizona's POV
I've heard a lot about Addison Montgomery, both from Calliope and from hospital gossip, so I already felt like I knew her when Calliope introduced her to me. I already liked the tall redhead and saw why Calliope thought of her as such a close friend.
I was sitting in the cafeteria eating my lunch alone when Addison walked up to the table I was sitting at. "Mind if I join you?" she asked.
"Not at all," I said, smiling at the woman. She smiled back and sat down. "Where's Callie?"
"Surgery," I answered and she nodded knowingly. "Calliope has told me so much about you that I feel like I know you."
"Don't believe a word of it," she said, taking a bite of her salad.
I chuckled. "It's mostly good things," I said.
"How do you get away with calling her 'Calliope'?"
I shrugged. "It's a gift."
She chuckled at that, then quieted. "She's happy," she said after a moment. "I could tell just from the little time I've spent with her today. You're good for her. So that makes you alright in my book."
I smiled. "Well, I'm glad I meet your approval," I said.
"But you know I have to do the whole 'don't hurt her or else' speech, right?" She was smiling when she said it, but I knew she was serious. She was highly protective of her good friend and I knew I'd hate to have her against me.
I nodded. "Duly noted," I said. "But I don't plan on ever hurting her. I love her."
Addison smiled broadly, all trace of protectiveness gone. "Good!" she said. "I'd hate to hate you because I like you so much."
"Addison, are you interrogating my girlfriend?" Calliope said as she snuck up on us at the table. She slid into the seat next to me and kissed my cheek.
"Nope," Addison said. "Don't need to. I can already tell she's great."
"She's more than great, Addie," Calliope said, placing her arm around my waist. "She's mine."