Hey guys! I'm glad some of you like the story so far, and I really really really appreciate the comments! Like, really! haha anyways, here's the next chapter, I know they're all rather short, but I kinda prefer updating somewhat regularly with small chapters than only every other week with a long chapter. So yeah, here you go. I hope you like it!
Arizona woke up early the next morning, feeling weirdly excited to go to the hospital again. She got up and had a long hot shower, followed by a short, ice-cold rinse to get the system going and to drive away even the last bit of sleepiness. Once she'd turned off the shower, the blonde grabbed a towel, dried herself off and wrapped the soft fabric tightly around her body.
She stepped out of the cubicle and went into her bedroom, drying her hair with another towel on the way. Arizona opened her closet, giving herself a minute to quietly discuss her options "Hmm that black bra always looks pretty good on me… but the matching panties are in the wash, so no to that… maybe my 'You're Awesome'-Panties would do. Oh, who am I kidding, I'm no longer twelve. That navy-blue set is ok I guess… yeah, that'll do…"
"Ok, wow, deciding on underwear really shouldn't take you that long." a mocking voice interrupted. Arizona's head spun around to face the source, her eyes meeting dark brown which made her cheeks turn red and increasingly hot. "Sweet Lord, what are you doing in here? As far as I remember, that door was closed before?" Arizona said, accusingly pointing at the wide open door. The petite Asian woman just snickered, stepping away from the doorframe she was leaning on and fully into the room.
"I just wanted to tell you that I had to get to work in about 10 minutes and if you wanted a ride with me. But hey, that can wait. So, seriously, why do you care what your underwear looks like? Unless… unless you'd want somebody to see your underwear! Spit it out Blondie, who is it?" Arizona took a deep breath, shot the woman another death glare and turned back to her closet. "There's nobody. I just like wearing nice underwear, makes me feel confident and sexy and all that. So get out, I need to get dressed. Now, Christina!" she said, her voice getting louder towards the end. The brunette gave her one last smirk, turned and left, mumbling something along the lines of "irrational" and "waste of time".
Arizona sighed deeply, closed the door behind her and return to her closet. She quickly decided on her navy-blue bra with matching boy shorts, gave herself one last rub with the towel before dumping it on the floor and slipped on the underwear. Determined not to mull over her options for the rest of her outfit, she swiftly put on black tight slacks and a simple blue t-shirt, combined with her old-but-gold black leather boots that made her feel pretty damn rockstar-ish.
Once she was dressed, the blonde brushed her hair and let it fall down her back, allowing it to dry naturally which would give her extra-wavy locks. Happy with her appearance, she was suddenly overcome with an extreme craving for coffee and decided to have breakfast here instead of the hospital cafeteria, where she normally ate.
When she walked into the kitchen, a wave of delicious aromas hit her – hot coffee, waffles and French toast. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, savouring the sensational scent that filled her nose. When she heard somebody snicker, she opened one eye and fixed it on her blonde friend who could hardly contain her laughter. "What's so funny? Anything you want to share?" Arizona asked calmly. "No-uh. Nothing. Got nothing to share at all!" Teddy responded, emphasizing the last two words.
"I'm surprised to hear that. After last night, I thought you couldn't get enough of the 'sharing'!" said the PEDs surgeon, opening her second eye and giving the blonde a smug grin, which widened when her friend's face turned lobster-red, much like Arizona's had just minutes earlier. "Oh, that… right… hey, I made you breakfast!" she replied, desperately trying to change the topic. As if on cue, Arizona's stomach growled loudly. "Guess I'll just have to forgive you for the bootie show you gave me last night then, honey." she teased as she went over to the coffee machine, slapping Teddy's butt on the way and grinning when her friend jumped slightly. She poured herself and Teddy a cup, took a big gulp and moaned quietly as the hot liquid ran down her throat. "Yup, forgiven and forgotten…"
Teddy prepared a plate with waffles and French toast for each of them, drowning the food with maple syrup and adding a spoon of vanilla ice cream. "Just like old times!" she announced as she sat down the plates on the table. When they were finishing breakfast and just barely dodging a sugar rush, Christina came in and told "Blondie to hurry her lazy ass up". They quickly cleared the table, Arizona grabbed her bag with magazines, a book and her laptop for the day and ran after the petite Asian who was already on her way down to the car.
The drive to the hospital was filled with comfortable silence, well, as comfortable as silence could be with a hurried scalpel-hungry surgeon sitting next to you. As soon as she had pulled into a parking space at the clinic and turned off the vehicle, Christina jumped out and ran into the building, not even bothering to lock the car. Arizona shook her head and made her way into the structure as well, easily finding her way through the long halls and to her brother's room.
Before she opened the door, she caught herself praying that there'd be a certain Latina standing next to her brother's bed, waiting for her. "Way to be selfish, woman, this is not about you having fun but about your brother, who, by the way, is in a coma. You're here for him, not her!" she scolded herself as she pushed down the door handle. However, when she stepped inside and saw the brunette that had haunted her dreams all night (in the best way possible), she couldn't deny feeling somewhat excited and ecstatic.
"Hey Dr Torres!" she sung, causing the Latina to look up at her, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Hey" came the simple response, followed by a "How are you feeling?" "I'm great, thank you. A bit hyper to be honest, I had a lot of sugar this morning. And lots of coffee. It's super nice of you to ask. How are you?" the blonde babbled. Callie gave her a wide grin, "I'm good too, thanks. But I was actually wondering how your neck was doing?" And again, Arizona could feel her cheeks flush at the realisation that she'd just given up waaay too much information, to a doctor who was just concerned about her patient's well-being. A hot doctor, but, nevertheless, just a doctor. "Oh... right. It's uhh… it's fine. I guess. I haven't really felt it all day, so I guess I'll live."
Callie responded with a small laugh, which calmed the blonde down a bit and gave her back some confidence. Stepping closer to the other woman, she slowly added "But another examination might be good, just to be sure. Don't you think, Doctor?" The Latina locked eyes with her, longing and desire obvious in her deep brown orbits, a look that was willingly returned. Just then the blonde heard that annoyingly familiar sound of a beeping pager coming from Callie's waist band, which the brunette either ignored skilfully or didn't notice at all. Judging from her still intense stare, Arizona guessed on the latter, and however much she didn't want this moment to end, there was probably somebody dying somewhere and needed help.
She slowly reached out to the other woman's hip with her right hand, hesitating for a second mere inches from the patch of tanned olive skin between pants and top before grasping the small device and snatching it from Callie's scrubs, her eyes never leaving hers. As the waistband snapped back onto her skin, the brunette seemingly awoke from her trance, she rapidly shook her head and grabbed the pager from Arizona's hands. "Sorry, somebody's dying somewhere. Gotta go" was all she got out before she turned and ran out of the room.
Arizona stood completely still for a couple of minutes, lost in her thoughts, then turned over to her brother and said "If you were awake, you'd be telling me to propose to her right about now, wouldn't you?"
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