AN: The birthday is mine, but the gift is yours. Enjoy!

Callie's POV:

The night went way too fast. It felt like I hade just closed my eyes when my alarm clock started screaming in my ears.

To say that last night was a bad night is an understatement. In my whole life I've never had problems falling asleep. Okay, let's not exaggerate, I've had some tough nights before... but none of those were like this one.

I tried to close my eyes so many times, but everytime I closed them, the image of a blue eyed blonde would appear.

After that call last night, I felt like crap. I know that I may not have the right to feel so because I didn't realize what kind of feelings I had for Arizona until last night. But hey, it's been a long time since it happened for the first time and I guess that the bad experience blinded me. When I heard that woman's voice instead of hers I didn't care too much, it could be any friend of hers... but it got my attention when I heard people whispering in the other side of the line. Despite their efforts to not let me listen, it didn't work. And it doesn't take a genius to know that she just didn't want to talk to me. After all, I was disturbing her date.

But today is a new day and I hope it will be better than yesterday. I got her message and I won't step in her personal space. I'll respect that, even though it'll be hard.

When I walk into my office I am met with a beautiful bouquet of flowers on my table. For a moment I have a little hope that it's from Arizona, but then it fades away when I remember that she didn't have a reason to send me folwers.

When I approach my table I see that there's a note attached to the bouquet.

To the prettiest flower in my life,

May this year be as good as the last one.

Happy birthday, mija!

With love, dad.

It's always been a tradition to my father to send me flowers on my birthday and I always loved it. But wait... my birthday? What day is today?

When I look in the calendar I see that my birthday is two days away.

It doesn't really surprise me that it is so close and I didn't realize it. Since my mother died and my sibilings left, birthdays weren't the same.

My father used to wake me up with a kiss on my birthday's morning, he would give my this red rose and with the other eleven ones he would make a way with its petals that would lead to the kitchen, where my mother would be waiting for me with a huge smile on her face and a big birthday cake in her hands. My sibilings would run over to me and hug me, I remember that their hugs sometimes almost knocked me to the ground, but I wouldn't care because that was the happiest day of my life.

But after all the things that happened, we lost tradition and I lost interest, for a lack of a better word.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize the woman next to me.

"Callie?" She called my name.

"Uh, yeah..." I say, waking up from my memories.

"Are you okay?" She asks me with her blue eyes full of concern.

"Yes, I'm good." I say wipping away the single tear that had rolled down my face.

"Those are beautiful flowers." She says eyeing the bouquet on my table.

"Yeah, they are." I say taking a seat on my chair.

"Um, my friend said you called last night. I was in the shower." She brings up the subject as she stays akwardly in front of my table.

"Yeah, but never mind. It wasn't anything important." I lie. "I just wanted to remind you to bring last month's graphics because I'll need it to my meeting today." God - I never made up a lie so fast.

"Oh," I feel a little disappointment coming from her. "I brought them, I knew you would need them. I'll be ready for the meeting in a few."

"Actually, you don't need to come." I say coldly. If I'm doing this, if i'm trying to leave her and whatever partner she has alone, I'm starting now. Plus, she'll see I got her message.

"No!?" She asks a little surprised.

"No, you have lots of paperwork to do." I say sarcastically, bringing up the excuse she gave me yesterday. Way to go, Torres... – A little voice inside my head said, but I couldn't help it, it was almost like automatic.

"Callie..." She tries.

"No, really. I get it." I say standing up. "I have to go, see you later." It's the last thing I say before I leave.

Arizona's POV:

Great. This is just great. Now she is the one who is shutting me down. Good work, Robbins!

Wait... but why is she shutting me down? I ask myself as I stay still in the same position I was when she left.

Catching my eyes again, I can't help but wonder who sent her flowers. I mean, flowers aren't something you send to anyone. It has to be someone special.

I see there's a note on her table that I assume came attached to the flowers. Curiosity taking over my body I reach the note and stare at it in my hands for a while. "You have no right, Robbins. It's not yours." I try to tell myself, but the flesh is weak and I end up opening it.

"Her birthday?" I say surprised. How didn't I know it was her birthday? Why didn't she mention it?

Oh, of course... she's the one giving the cold shoulder now.

But why is she giving me the cold shoulder? It was a light lie and she didn't know it was a lie... unless... That can't be can it? Did she hear me talking to Clara?

Oh God, that's just great.

What am I gonna do now?

After last night I had decided to take this staying away thing a little less harsh, Clara was right, it was just hurting me even more... and it was only the first day. This woman really got me under her spell. After thinking my life to sleep, I decided I would let things go back to normal, I would just control myself to not be caught checking her out. I would still talk to her, I'd check her out, of course... control myself when we were in the elevator to not grab her ass... because seriously, that ass does not quit! And with these kind of skirts she wears? It should be illegal!

But now that she is the one giving the cold shoulder, I feel lost. What have I done? Should I go and ask her if I did something wrong? I think it's better not to poke the bear.

After almost a hour since Callie left, I'm at my table doing some paperwork when she comes back.

"How did it go?" I ask, looking for some sort of subject to talk to her.

"It was fine." She replies taking her seat and crossing her legs. God, those legs!

"Good." I say and she just nods. "You know, I was thinking... do you wanna go out and grab a drink tonight? I mean, it's Friday so we leave early. I turned you down yesterday, so this is me trying to make it up." I said, hoping that maybe that way she would tell me what made her so mad.

"Don't you have any plans tonight?" She asks with a tone that I can't really identify.

"I'm sorry? Did I... do something wrong?" I ask, trying to get her point.

"No," She says a little calmer. "No, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude, I just... I'm not in the mood tonight."

General POV:

"It's okay, really." Arizona replies with a low voice.

"But um... how about we go on Sunday?" Callie asks after a while. "It will be my birthday, not that I make a big deal out of it, but Mark always wants to go out and celebrate, even if it's just the two of us, he always says that life must be celebrated doesn't matter how crappy it's been lately." She laughs. "Anyways, maybe this year you could join us... I mean, if you want to."

"Yes!" She answers a little more faster and excited than she intended. "I mean, sure... I would love to and Mark is right. Life needs to be celebrated."

"Okay then, I will text you the address of the bar we usually go."

"Awesome." She replies. "Wait..." She says after realizing what she had just done. Going out with Callie and Mark? That would be really awkward, she couldn't risk going out with them since Mark knows about her staring thing, he would have this smirk on his face that would make her want to punch him. She needed something to help her to stay away from tentaption. "Can I bring someone?"

The expression on Callie's face fell as soon as the blonde's words reached her ears. Despite everything, she still had hope that she was wrong, that Arizona wasn't seeing anyone. But now, with Arizona's request she was sure there was someone in the blonde's life and she couldn't do anything but let the blonde bring her partner because what would she say? "No, I don't want your girlfriend to come because I don't think I will handle seeing you two together?" She couldn't do that, so she just nodded. She tried to see this with a bright side, at least she would have the oportunity to take a look at this mystery woman.

AN: Let's just say that I really, REALLY like the number ten. *wink wink*