Callie saw the Peds doctor enter the bar with Teddy and before she could take in the blonde's getup Cristina tugged her arm forcing her to remove her gaze from the blonde with charming dimples.
"Hey, Cal you cooked before you came here?" Cristina asked peevishly.
"Yes, I did, evil step mother." Callie answered in a sweet tone smiling kindly and batting her eyes at her roommate. Cristina stared at her indifferently shrugging her shoulders then laid all their drinks at the table. "Drink up, bitches!" the Asian woman motioned everyone to raise their glass. Teddy and Arizona greeted everybody as they sat and Cristina offered them tequila shots. Callie opted to get the next round and went to the bar completely missing the blue eyes watching her intensely across the table.
As she was half her way to the bar Cristina called her. "Cal!"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks." Cristina gave her a creepy look as she tried to smile.
"No prob." She smiled back as she continues her stride towards the bar. Besides Meredith, Callie is also another person who seems to understand Cristina no matter how dark and twisted she is. Well, Meredith is dark and twisted herself, so they basically get each other. However, Callie and Cristina have somehow formed a weird friendship which started when Callie was in a somewhat dark place too. That was what had led to them being roommates.
Joe was already making their drinks when Mark appeared by her side, "What's the deal with you and Blondie?" as Mark started his interrogation. He sat by the empty seat stealthily pointing at their table.
"What are you talking about?" playing dumb. She didn't notice Mark followed her. Watching her best friend at the corner of her eyes, she had a feeling that Mark already had an idea and is just waiting for her confirmation. "What?" she paid Joe and now placing all their drinks in a tray, Mark was looking at her expectantly, like a kid on Christmas morning, she sighed her best friend is such a gossip, she took a seat next to Mark. "I met her at a bar not far from the Archfield Ho–"
"I knew it!" he said confidently. Callie glared at him. "Go on…" motioning his dearest friend to continue with her story.
Shaking her head she resumed, "I met her at a bar not far from the Archfield Hotel three nights ago–"
"The same night you went home with that chick Cristina was talking about?" interrupting her.
"Are you going to let me finish or you'd rather talk about my erotic encounter with that busty redhead instead?"
"Is that a trick question?"
"Mark!"
"You were saying it was erotic... what's a guy to think?" Callie tilted her head with annoyance and Mark knew better than to irritate her more. He cleared his throat, "Sorry… please continue."
"As I was saying–"
"Wait." Mark inhaled sharply. "You met her at a bar but you went home with a different chick... and Blondie being hot and all, I'm positively sure you hit on her…" The realization dawned on him as he put the pieces together. "She didn't." he said wide-eyed.
"Yeah, she did." She replied with a straight face.
"Tell me everything."
3 nights ago:
She was in a really sour mood, receiving a call from someone you have never seen or heard in so long should make you happy but not Callie, the call extremely pissed her. That was not the kind of call she wants to receive. She was not upset with the person who called but with the subject of their conversation. It was always the same thing and it's really making her hackles rise. Deliberately walking out of the hospital, she decided she needs a drink but not at Joe's. She can't risk sleeping with another colleague again. She had already learned her lesson to not get drunk and rock a co-worker's world. 'Well, getting drunk is fine but rocking a co-worker's world... not so much. Especially, when that co-worker is an Ortho Nurse who seems to have an obsession.' she thought. She barely managed to get away from Colleen when the nurse cornered her. Luckily, Mark was there and saw that Callie was getting uncomfortable with the whole interaction, to back her up, he paged her discreetly and she immediately excused herself from the nurse running, silently thanking Mark.
Finding the perfect place to be distracted, Callie entered the bar and ordered tequila to get her mind off of things. Sitting at the bar stool, she surveyed the whole place with her eyes, looking for her prospect. She's on her third shot when she saw a blonde haired beauty from the end of the bar straightaway catching her attention. The shoulder length curly golden hair gives her a sexy look matched flawlessly with her sapphire eyes. As the woman turned her head to Callie's direction, their eyes met, they held their gaze for a while and Callie suddenly felt a force that pulls her towards the blonde. She instantly walked towards the exquisite woman, without breaking their eye contact, and smiled sweetly.
"Hey."
Breaking to a dimpled smile, the blonde responded. "Hi."
"Mind if I sit?" as the woman shook her head, Callie sat next to her. "I don't think you're from around here. I haven't seen you before." as Callie leaned closer to the woman, resting her elbow on the table. She's now beginning to feel the alcohol in her system
"How can you be sure?"
"I'm not the kind who forgets a pretty face."
"Sweet talker."
"Nope. Just honest." She smiled seductively on the woman. Callie is pretty sure she is taking her home tonight. "So, what brings you to Seattle?"
"Starting a new job, new life and a new… everything."
"Hmm." The alcohol gave her confidence to be a little bolder. "How about we start a little… something?" she suggestively arched her eyebrow.
She heard the blonde swallow and her gaze dropped at Callie's luscious red lips then down to the perfect amount of her cleavage on display, her eyes stayed there for a couple of minutes then back to her lips. Callie knows she got her exactly where she wants her; she then leaned further into the blonde so that her lips are only a few inches from her. Callie moved hand to rest it on the woman's knee and she saw the blonde close her eyes in the contact. She took it as an invitation to close the gap between them but felt the woman held her shoulder to stop her.
"You haven't asked for my name yet and you haven't told me your name either."
"It doesn't matter." Callie whispered, she tried to lean towards the blonde again but the woman moved back, away from her. Her eyes filled with confusion.
"We're just gonna fuck. We don't need to know each other's names… but maybe we should, so you'll know the name that you will scream later.", dropping her voice in a sultry tone. "I'm Callie." Now the alcohol was totally taking over her body.
The blonde' gave her a cold stare and scoffed, "And I'm leaving…" she then stood and tried to walk away from the inebriated woman but Callie stopped her.
"What? Why?" she whined.
"I'm sorry but I don't do mindless sex." The woman tried to withdraw Callie's hand from her but the Latina kept her grip on the pale hands.
"You were practically giving me googly eyes just a while ago and now you're telling me that? Are you freakin' kidding me?" 'Was this woman for real?' she thought. Callie cannot believe that this woman was saying no to her. Eyeing the woman from head to toe, Callie let go of the blonde beauty's arm and contemplated for a while, she attempted to compromise, "Fine. How much?"
The woman was wide-eyed and her mouth agape but recovered from shock and took a step towards Callie, "I'm not some streetwalker that you can go hump in the bathroom or in a dark alley." The blonde hissed.
"You look like one to me." Callie said with an amused look on her face. She watched as the blonde looked down on her outfit and looked up to her to meet her eyes her face suddenly red with embarrassment. She was wearing a sexy blouse which makes her cleavage a heavenly view for the Latina, a tight short skirt that makes Callie wonder if she is wearing underwear and a pair of fuck me heels that makes her legs go on forever. She gave the golden-haired bombshell a devilish grin, if the woman was red with embarrassment a moment ago now she was red with rage.
"Fuck you." The woman said with gritted teeth then turned around to get away from her.
"That was what I keep on suggesting!" she called after the blonde throwing her hands in the air. Callie bit her lower lip as she watched the blonde's perfect ass and her sexy hips sway as she walked away and out of the bar. When the woman was out of her sight she turned and whispered under her breath, "Bitch." And ordered another glass.
"Oh wow, Cal. You really thought she was a hooker?!" amusement was clear in Mark's voice.
"No." she simply answered as she drank a shot of tequila from her tray.
"Then why did you offered to pay her?"
"She was saying no to me… I had to say something." The look that Mark was giving her was making her feel like she did a bad thing, so she explained, "I was already having a bad day and her turning me down was icing to the cake." She pouted.
They both looked back to their table with their colleagues and watch as the blue eyed blonde laugh with the intoxicated cardio attending. "Don't you think you need to apologize? You know, for basically calling her a hooker."
"I will okay, I will... but maybe not tonight." She took the tray of drinks as they both head back to their tables. "Wait." As she paused and turned to face her friend, "How did you know about Arizona and I?"
"I didn't." the man shrugged.
"What?"
"You were the one who gave me the idea. Remember during lunch? You both laughed at me because I tried to hit on her."
"Yeah, so?" she was still confused what his friend was trying to say.
"You said Blondie doesn't swing that way which means you already know that she bats for the other team." He made sure to stress the same words she said to him. He was smirking at her and it was becoming really hard for her not to hit him with the tray in her hands if only it was not filled with drinks.
"I hate you."
"You love me."
When they got back to the table Cristina and Owen had already left and Meredith was as wasted as Bailey was. Both doctors were discussing about fistulas and some non-human words the two had somehow formed during their drunken state. Teddy was silently snoring and Arizona was taking pictures of her slumbering new friend, giggling like a five year old. Derek was the only one that seemed to be sober in the group and he was visibly glad at seeing Callie and Mark.
"What happened here?" Mark asked as he looked around their table that, not an hour ago, was occupied by renowned surgeons but now filled with drunken college sorority girls. Mark kept standing while Callie took a seat beside the giggling blonde.
"Early Onset Alzheimer's." Derek answered, that got confused looks between Mark and Callie. "Before Cristina and Owen left, she made the drinks behind the bar, she somehow convinced Joe that she'll do the mixing of drinks for us, I don't know. After two glasses each…" he waved his hand towards the intoxicated women in the table.
"Guess, you guys won't be needing these." Callie said putting all the booze on her tray down to their table, quickly gulping a drink.
"I'll have one." Derek got a glass and downed it.
"Oooh… me too!" chirped the dimpled blonde, cellphone still in hand, as she leaned to Callie for support. She was about to get her drink but tanned hands stopped her.
"You need to stop, you're already drunk."
She raised her eyebrows towards the Latina, she tried to free herself from the woman's grip, "Who are you my Mom? I'll drink whenever I want."
"Then I guess you should buy your own drink because I paid for these." Letting the blonde go, Callie wrapped her arms around the tequila shots completely blocking the blonde from getting a glass.
"I guess, I will." Arizona then turned and swayed towards the bar.
Derek decided it was time to go home when Meredith and Bailey drank all of the remaining drinks on their table. He offered to drive Bailey to her home since Meredith and her are still not quite finished with their discussion.
"Free to crash at my apartment, Cal." Mark stated as he went to Little Grey at a corner booth. She smilingly shook her head, Derek already told Mark to get Little Sloan away from Little Grey but he never listens. All Callie can do now is to hope that her friend is not stupid enough to hurt the girl so Derek won't have to hurt him. Well, he'll still hurt him for sleeping with her but maybe it won't hurt as much when he actually hurts him for hurting his wife's sister. He'll probably get a punch or two. He'll still live so it won't be that bad.
Teddy woke up and slightly surprised to only find Callie at the table. "Where's everybody?"
"They all left. Well, some of them. Mark is now at the corner with Lexie and you're new friend went to the bar to drink some more. You okay now?" Callie slowly rubbed the cardio attending's back.
"Yeah, I guess. I'm kinda sober now."
"You want me to drive you home?" she offered, the woman seems to still not be able to hold herself up.
Looking at her watch, "Nah… its fine." she dismissed the brunette's proposal. "My shift is in a few hours. I kinda took Cristina's shift to help her with her date night. I won't be needing to go home, I'll just take a nap in one of the on-call rooms." With that, Teddy was out of Joe's and on her way to SGH.
Callie stayed a bit in their table taking a break from the alcohol but after a while she decided against it. She's not at work, not required to be at work for 16hours and not on-call which means she can get drunk as much as she wants or she can wake up in someone's bedroom and leave before they wake up or take someone home, have her way with them and kick them out after… whatever works. The thought brings smile to her lips and she immediately goes to the bar.
As she sat at the bar and Joe came forward, she was about to give her order but Joe beat her to it, "No."
"No? What do you mean no?" Joe tends to deny them drinks when they are so drunk and no longer able to drive or walk home. It's usually sweet because it means he really cares for them but right now, Callie thinks otherwise. "I can take care of myself, Joe. I'm not drunk."
"But she is.", pointing to the end of the bar. Turning her head to the direction, Callie saw an intoxicated blonde chuckling and swaying by herself. "She has been giggling like a school girl for the last fifteen minutes. You need to get her home."
"Me? Why me?!", Callie was dumbfounded. She thought for a moment then shrugged her shoulders while shaking her head, "I don't know her."
"Really? 'Cause she said she's one of the doctors in Seattle Grace?" Joe said eyeing her incredulously. Mark has always told her that she was never a good liar. She's against lying but she also doesn't want to be responsible for this woman's drunkenness. It was not her fault she decided to get her ass drunk.
"I don't know… maybe she is but maybe I just haven't got the chance to know her because I totally have no idea who sh–"
"Calliope!" Callie grimaced at the sound of her full name. She slowly turned her head towards the blonde who was now waving at her, "Come here, I wanna show you something!", she smiled nervously at Joe and went to Arizona. Just when Callie was an arm's length Arizona pulled her by the hand and wrapped her pale arms on tanned shoulders.
"What took you so long?" she was still giggling and it was starting to irritate Callie. "Look, pictures of Teddy sleeping! I am gonna enjoy blackmailing her!", Callie just rolled her eyes while the blonde proudly showed the pictures she took of her friend.
"C'mon, I'll take you home. Where do you live?" she put both her arms around the slim waist and tried to pull her up from the seat.
"No!" she refused.
"You're so wasted. I'm taking you to your home." Trying to pull the blonde again.
"I said no!" trying to free herself from the Latina's grip but failing miserably. "You'll just probably take me somewhere and take advantage of my beautiful oh-so-hot body because you have a huge crush on me."
"Please… right now, your beautiful oh-so-hot body is not oh-so-hot at the moment because you are drunk as fuck. And me taking advantage of you isn't gonna happen because you have lost your chance." Trying to drag the woman again by her waist.
"You're just saying that because I bruised your ego." the drunken woman laid her head on Callie's shoulders and closed her eyes.
"Whatever." Callie looked for Mark to ask for help in carrying the blonde to her car, her gaze turned at the corner where he was supposed to be flirting with Little Grey but to her dismay, Mark just walked out of the bar with Lexie. She groaned inwardly and returned her attention to the blonde, "Just tell me your address and let's get this over with."
"I don't know where I live… I just moved out of my hotel today to my new apartment, I don't know my address." The blonde responded, her head still on the brunette's shoulder. "Don't you try anything nasty. I grew up with the name Arizona, I can totally kick your butt." Arizona said while poking Callie's nose with her finger, eyes still closed.
"That's just great." Callie muttered, taking an inebriated woman home who by the way, hated her guts, was totally not what Callie had in mind. "Shit."