A/N: I know it's late and I know it's short, but I really wanted to get something up. I promise 2 updates next week, come what may. As always, I don't own any of the characters or situations from Grey's Anatomy. This scene is my take on how Callie and Arizona ended up dancing in the living room. Oh, and I am playing off of the commonly-known fact that Seattle Grace has the slowest elevators in the history of mankind.

Season 5, Episode 18

Callie waited for the elevator to empty before she stepped onto it and pushed the button. She was on her way to repair a multiple fracture to the right leg of a male in his late twenties, but her mind was not on her impending surgery. It was preoccupied, as it had been for the last couple of days, on a certain PEDs surgeon who charmed her way into Callie's life. Or rather, Callie seriously hoped Arizona planned to stick around long enough to become a part of her life. In what was becoming her usual fashion, Callie couldn't help but chuckle at the irony of the situation. She still couldn't wrap her head around the fact that she was starting a relationship with an optimistic, perky, sentimental, female, pediatric attending. But despite their differences, or maybe even because of them, something about it just felt…right. And Callie was anxiously awaiting their next date. So much so, in fact, that she had almost gone up to the PEDs floor to ask Arizona out at least a dozen times. She was determined, however, to let Arizona make the next move. So, here she was, not so patiently waiting.

The elevator doors opened a few floors before Callie's destination. In stepped a sexy blonde whose navy scrubs were hugging her toned body just right. Damn, Callie thought, I don't think anyone has ever looked that good in scrubs. When their eyes met, both women grinned.

"Calliope," Arizona spoke first. "It's good to see you. I was actually hoping to run into you."

"Really," Callie smirked, raising an eyebrow. "Was there something you wanted to discuss with me?" She asked, playing innocent.

"Well, I've been thinking about this next time deal."

"You have, huh?"

Arizona smiled wider. "Yes, I have. And I think that it should be sooner rather than later."

Callie fought the smile trying to creep across her face. "I can see how that might be a good idea. How soon is sooner?"

Arizona bit her bottom lip. "I was thinking like tonight soon, if you're free."

The ortho gave up her act and smiled brightly, stepping into the other surgeon. "I think tonight is perfect. What did you have in mind?"

"Well, I did say maybe I would come inside next time, but then I thought maybe you could come in instead. I mean to my apartment." Arizona shook her head and gave a shy smile. "I mean, would you like to come over to my apartment tonight? I can attempt to cook dinner and then maybe a movie or something?"

Callie edged a little closer. "I'll do you one better. I'll come over, but how about I cook?"

"Mmm. Maybe that famous chicken piccata I've heard so much about?"

Callie grinned mischievously. "Maybe," she muttered, nonchalantly shrugging a shoulder.

Arizona laughed. "I mean, don't go out of your way or anything."

"Oh, I'll come up with something." She shrugged again as the elevator dinged. Holding Arizona's arm, she leaned into the blonde and whispered against her ear. "See you tonight." With that, she turned towards the opening metallic doors.

Arizona instantly felt the loss of contact and decided not to leave it at that. "Oh Calliope, one last thing."

Callie turned back to her with a questioning expression. Arizona gripped her upper arm and tugged her into a gentle kiss that held the promise of things to come. When she pulled back, Arizona repeated Callie's last words in a similar tone. "See you tonight."

The women parted ways, both anxiously anticipating the night and the millions of possibilities it held.