A/N: SORRY FOR THE EXTENDED DELAY IN UPDATING. WORK HAS BEEN EXTREMELY BUSY, BUT HERE IS A SHORT CHAPTER. HOPING TO ADD ANOTHER BEFORE THE GREYS HIATUS IS OVER.

Chapter 21

Since Callie's shift started the crew had 5 alarm systems, 2 medical assists and motor vehicle crash on the beltway. She had barely enough time to catch her breath let alone think about her impending nuptials to Arizona. She was backing the truck into the bay, try to hurry to the kitchen to grab a bite to eat. The guys were already shoving food down their throats and quickly she grabbed a plate to join in.

"Torres, when your finished I need to see you in my office." Chief Webber called on the intercom.

"Uh oh Callie, what did you do now?" Mark asked

"Nothing I know of." Callie replied

Callie swallowed her last bite of food and headed towards the Chief's office. She was a bit nervous, wondering what would cause him to need her.

Knock Knock Knock.

"Come in." She heard the Chief say. She opened the door to find Chief Webber and Captain Sheppard both inside waiting for her.

"Callie, how are you doing? Getting nervous about the big day?" Capt asked

"No sir, been waiting for this day for a long time." Callie smiled thinking about the past year.

"Well that's good. Callie we have recieved word that a new Rescue Company is being formed for the other side of the County. The Chief, Capt Sheppard, and I have recommended you for the Captain's position at the new station. This would require you to be more administrative, and less operational. We think with your knowledge of both sides of the service that you would be an excellent Captain." Webber said smiling at Callie.

Callie sat stunned for a few moments. She never imagined that she would make a good officer. She smiled and thought about Arizona and how proud she would be. Callie thanked both men and headed back down to the crew room. Before she could tell the guys the news the bells went off again.

"Rescue 73, Rt 495 at Exit 202 a Motor Vehicle Crash, Rescue Assignment, with fire."

Callie ran down and jumped into her gear. Climbing into the drivers seat she glanced at her watch noticing that it was now 7pm and the sun was beginning to set over the horizon. Pulling up to location, Captain Sheppard jumped out of the cab and began the scene size-up. Callie looked around noticing a large overturned tanker, and 4 mangled vehicles covering the width of the highway. Immediately coming around the back of the rig, Callie set up the Hurst tools for the guys.

"Torres we need the 32 spreaders and O Cutter on the Blue Lexus." Mark called over. Callie grabbed the tools and went to work with Mark, popping the door to the injured woman. Just then a young man in a uniform came up to her.

"Ma'am, we need assistance over here. There is a gentleman who has a head injury and is unconscious. I controlled bleeding to his left arm that has a posterior laceration."

After radioing to the Captain of the other injuries, Callie went to assess the patient in the taxi. As she followed the man in the uniform she noticed his limp and bleeding from his head. Callie saw Yang and Lexie approaching the scene and called for their assistance. Once the crews had packaged the man, Callie turned her attention back to the young man in the uniform.

"Hey kid, let's get you cleaned up, nice job by the way on controlling the bleeding. Are you a medic?" Callie asked as she led him towards a squad.

"Yes, ma'am, combat medic for the Marines, just got leave a few days ago. Survived Afganistan without a scratch, but it figures I come back to the states and get banged up." He laughed, until he began to cough.

As Callie, began to clean his head laceration she looked into the man's eyes and noticed that clear blue color that belonged to the love of her life and a sudden wave a realization crashed into her. Glancing down she noticed the Robbins shining on his name tag. Looking up she smiled a huge grin at her future brother in law.

"So what brings you to PG County? Got a hot date solider?" Callie decided to remain silent about who she was.

Smiling he replied "No, it's my big sister's wedding this weekend. I flew in to be her best man, but I don't have a date yet. Umm, you wouldn't be available on Saturday would you?" Flashing those trademark dimples, he continued, "I'm Lieutenant Joshua Robbins, but for you pretty lady you can call me Josh."

Callie started laughing at Josh's blantant flirting. He looked at her, wondering what was so funny. Callie finished bandaging his cut, and told Josh he needed stitches. Walking over to Yang she told her Josh needed to be transported.

"So, how about Saturday? It'll be a good time, open bar and all." Josh asked as he stepped into the squad.

"I would have loved to but I have a very important engagement to attend, but maybe I'll see you around dimples." Callie said as she shut the door. Yang walked up to Callie and glared at her.

"Torres, what's up with you and GI Joe? I thought you played the vagina flute, not the trumpet?"

"It's Arizona's little brother and he doesn't know who I am, so don't ruin it by telling him. Just make sure that he looks good for Saturday!" Callie smiled and returned to the crew.

The crew and Callie remained on scene for another 45 minutes until the vehicles were cleared off the highway. After returning to the station and setting the truck back to first out condition Callie called Arizona.

Callie informed Arizona of her brother's accident, but Arizona had already been to the hospital and picked Josh up. After Arizona gave Callie the update on her brother's condition the women settled into a conversation. They hung up when Callie took a shower. When she returned to her bunk, she began texting Arizona.

I miss you Arizona. Remind me of why I can't see you until the rehearsal dinner and even then I can't take you home to bed? You know how I need you to sleep, among other things.

Callie, we have been over this, I miss you just as much but this is how it's done. Do you think its easy for me to be this way and not have sexy time with you? The Weather Channel is even making me think of you.

The direction that the conversation took gave Callie an idea. Callie had never been one for "sexting" but being away from Arizona, knowing that the blonde was at home, in bed with just her underwear on was driving her insane. Callie thought why not have a little fun.

The Weather Channel is making you think of me huh? Well when I think of you all I know is we can create natual disasters. Like a Hurricane, we begin with calm seas, then I rip your clothes off and soak you to the bone.

Arizona suddenly felt flush and smiled at Callie's newfound boldness. Deciding to play along with the Latina's theme, she responded.

Hurricanes are good, but like Hail, I start by pelting your body with kisses, but eventually I melt leaving you completely soaked.

Callie could feel the liquid start to pool between her legs and she slipped her hand quietly inside her shorts. Across town Arizona was doing the same exact thing

Flood, I overwhelm your body with rivers of pleasure, till you rush over your banks and I'll drown you in my waters of desire.

Callie your a Heat Wave, making my temperture rise with your radiating body, and no amount of AC will cool the dampness you create between my thighs.

Baby, your a Volcano, your liquid heat pools for me, causing you to steam and shake, and when our bodies touch you erupt into an explosive orgasm, raining you hot lava juices all over my face.

The woman continued to text until each reached their climax, coming down from their new take on the weather. Callie went into the bathroom and phone Arizona.

"Oh my god, that was just, fantastic!" Callie whispered

"Calliope, I'll never think of the weather the same again. You are amazing and I can't wait for the moment I get to call you my wife."

After a few minutes the women said their goodbyes and attempted to get some much needed sleep. Callie could hear Mark giggling when she got back to her bunk.

"What's so funny Sloan?" Callie growled

"The noises you were making were nothing short of animalistic, and I for one wish that Blondie would text me like that."

"Me too!" All the rest of the guys chimed in

Callie yelled that they all needed to grow up and she turned over re-reading the texts from Arizona. Smiling she drifted off to sleep with all the men mimicking her earlier sound effects.