Hey everybody! A new chapter, can you believe it? I know it's been aaaages since I last posted, and I actually didn't plan on continuing the story, but due to the constant nagging of a so-called friend (you know who you are!), I wrote another chapter. And there'll probably be more. Yay!

Most of this chapter is a flashback, so instead of writing all of that in italics, which can be annoying, I wrote it all in normal lettering. The /xxx/ symbolizes beginning/end of the flashback. I hope you enjoy it!

xoxoxoxoxoxo

Christina skillfully dodged the bagel Callie had thrown after her and quickly left with a knowing smirk on her face. Said Latina let out a quiet growl, then quickly retreated to looking down at her coffee, expertly avoiding Arizona's gaze as the blonde quietly snickered into her cup.

After a couple of minutes of Callie nervously fidgeting with her beverage, a bagel and finally a napkin which ended up in shreds all over the kitchen table, Arizona decided to put her out of her misery. "So, you have the day off?"

"Hmm?" Callie spun around. "Oh. Yeah… yes, I do. Have the day off. Today. Yes." she stuttered.

"Awesome! Do you maybe want to…"

"What happened last night?" Callie blurted out. Arizona looked at her in surprise. The brunette cleared her throat. "I mean…what happened? You know, after we… uhm… were in the bathroom?" she finally managed to ask.

Arizona's face lit up and a smile crept over her face. "Oh, you do remember then? I had been wondering." she stated matter-of-factly.

"Yes, I remember that part. But nothing afterwards. Just that everyone else had left by the time we came out."

"Came out?" he blonde asked with a teasing voice, though her face remained completely serious.

"Not 'come out' come out." Callie hastily corrected herself. "I meant, outta the bathroom. When we went back into the bar… everybody had left." she stumbled.

"Relax, Calliope. I'm just pulling your leg. Anyways, last night. You were a bit… tipsy, so I wanted to sober you up a bit and then bring you back to your apartment. We went to the diner around the corner from the bar and had some coffee… it somehow didn't affect you the way I had expected though…"

/xxx/

"One more! Pleeease, Arizona, just one more!" Callie pleaded, her finger pointing to one of the four empty espresso cups in front of her. "It'll be the last, I promise!" she reinforced with her best puppy-eyes.

Arizona rolled her eyes in dismay. "You said that about the last three cups as well!"

"But this time I mean it!" the Latina reassured.

"You said that about the last two cups. There is no way I'll let you have another drop of caffeine… or tequila!" she quickly added when she saw Callie's face light up.

The brunette slumped back in her chair. "No fair! You're not as nice as I thought you were… you fun killer!" she pouted. Arizona couldn't help but laugh at Callie's childlike antics.

"It's not funny! You're being unreasonable. Nobody's ever died of having too much coffee…" the Latina continued.

"Actually, I'm pretty sure they have…" came the blonde's mumbled response.

All of the sudden, Callie's pout turned into a wide smile. "I know what I need. It's so much better than coffee! You will have to try it too, I bet you'll be hooked in a heartbeat!" she shouted excitedly, probably loud enough for all of Seattle to hear her. She jumped up and ran to the door, knocking over a couple of chairs on the way without even realizing it.

"Callie, wait! Where are you going? Callie!" Arizona yelled. Once the eager drunkard was out the door, the blonde grunted in baffled annoyance, threw a couple of bills on the table and ran after her. As soon as she was out on the street, she looked around impatiently, trying to spot the Latina. She finally saw her running down the street, then turning a corner and disappearing out of her view.

"How is she able to run like that when she's drunk as hell?" Arizona asked herself while following after Callie. She turned the corner just in time to see the brunette secretly handing over a couple of dollar bills to a guy leaning out of ground-floor window, who in return handed Callie something Arizona couldn't see. He was wearing a dark splotched shirt and baseball cap, making him look rather beat and shabby.

"Shit!" the blonde quietly shrieked, ducking behind a dumpster on the side of the road. "Oh my god, what is she doing? Why would she buy…whatever she is buying, grass, crack, whatever it is the kids are using these days... she's a doctor, for Christ's sake! She should know better than to buy… Okay, focus, Arizona. You've seen enough episodes of Law&Order to know what to do." she tried to calm herself down. "Try to remember as much about him as you can… around 20 years old, dark dirty clothes and cap, a bit on the bigger side,…"

"Arizona! Where are you! I got us some treats!" Callie shouted all of the sudden.

"Crap, crap, crap. What is wrong with her?" Arizona heard footsteps approaching and ducked further behind the dumpster.

"What are you doing down there? Are we playing hide-and-seek? Well, you lost, I found you!" Callie yelled excitedly when she came to a halt next to the blonde's crouching form. In terror, Arizona looked up at the other woman, her heart stopping at the sight before her. Standing there, with a huge smile on her face, was the gorgeous Latina, holding out to her a cone with two velvety scoops of vanilla ice cream. And sugar sprinkles.

Arizona looked at her with a perplexed look on her face. "That's what you just bought from that guy? Ice cream?" she asked, dumbfounded.

Callie contemplated her, a confused expression firmly in place. "Of course. What else? You didn't want an apple Danish, did you? I could go back and get one for you if you…"

"Are you kidding me? Who is that guy and why is he selling desserts out of his window in the middle of the night?" Arizona loudly demanded as she jumped up from her former hiding place.

Callie's face contorted into an even more confused grimace before she slowly responded. "He's a McDonald's employee... selling outta the window of a 24h-store... I think it said Brandon on his nametag.", she replied, her bewilderment about the current situation very evident in her voice.

Arizona just stared at her, eyes and mouth wide open, and said nothing. Callie held the curious eye contact as she slowly brought one of the ice cream cones to her own mouth and hesitantly ate some of the white, now runny, substance. She then leisurely moved the other cone towards Arizona's face and, as she got no reaction from the blonde whatsoever, shoved it unceremoniously halfway into the other woman's mouth. Arizona's eyes widened almost comically as her teeth made contact with the icy mass and she quickly drew back, only to be rewarded with a hearty laugh from Callie. Frantically licking at her own lips to get rid of the cold ice cream that was now spread all around her mouth, the blonde shot her a look that would've made Chuck Norris recoil, but only fuelled the Latina's enjoyment.

Once her laughter had died down a bit, Callie was finally able to bark out "What did you think I was buying?"

Arizona contemplated her for a second, then snatched her ice cream out of the brunette's hand and replied coolly "I thought you were gonna get donuts, obviously.", turned around and walked in the direction they'd originally come from.

Callie considered the answer for a moment, shook her head and decided that examining the mystery of their midnight hide-and-seek game had to wait until later. "Hey, wait up!" She caught up with the blonde and they walked side by side, finishing their ice cream, until they were standing in front of the diner again. Neither of them knowing what to do, both shifted around awkwardly, occasionally chancing a look in the other's direction.

Eventually Callie broke the silence. "Are you trying to turn this into a total cliché?" she asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

"What are you talking about?" Arizona asked confusedly, looking herself up and down as Callie pointed at her.

"You missed some of the ice cream on your face… sooo, if we were in a sappy romantic comedy, I would probably be licking that off right about now." the Latina responded in a provocative voice. "Or was that your intention all along?"

The blonde's eyes went wide and she quickly turned towards the window of the diner to get a good look at herself. On her right cheek, a gigantic slab of vanilla ice cream was still present – topped off by sugar sprinkles in various colors. Arizona's face instantly took on an impressive shade of pink and her body temperature rose a tad, which caused the white glop to slide further down her cheek. She felt Callie step up behind her and when she spoke, Arizona could feel the Latina's breath against her ear.

"Want me to get that for you?" the brunette asked seductively as she brushed back Arizona's hair and tilted her own head towards the other woman's face. Their eyes connected in the reflective window and they exchanged an expressive look which encouraged Callie to move along with her plan. She leaned further into Arizona, and as the Latina's front connected with her back, the blonde closed her eyes, her breath hitching. Callie's hand cupped the other woman's left cheek, effectively turning the smeared side towards herself, and slowly closed the remaining distance. As her lips connected with Arizona's skin, the Latina too closed her eyes, relishing the sweet taste of vanilla and sprinkles mixed with the blonde's very own essence. She gently kissed away the white cream, taking her time to make sure she got all of it, all the while accompanied by the other woman's heavy breathing. Once all of the stuff was gone, Callie licked her lips, softly grabbed Arizona by the shoulders and turned her around so they were facing each other.

"I guess we are a cliché after all…" she uttered, almost apologetically, before backing the blonde up against the window.

In this moment, something snapped inside Arizona's brain. "Oh god, what are you doing, Arizona? She is just drunk, she doesn't really…" All coherent thoughts vanished from her head however when she felt soft, luscious lips connect with her own, leaving just the slightest taste of vanilla. The blonde felt herself being pushed against the window behind her, Callie's mouth never leaving hers but instead moving in unison with her own lips. Arizona's hands automatically found their way into the Latina's hair, successfully pulling the other woman closer to herself while their kiss deepened. Callie's hands roamed the blonde's body, moving from her shoulders along her sides down to her well-defined butt. Both simultaneously opened their mouths, letting tongues meet and dance together, which elicited soft moans from both women.

"Ladies!" an unexpected voice suddenly interrupted their activities. "As much as we are all enjoying this, could you maybe take your business elsewhere?" They quickly separated and looked towards the source of their intrusion, the man from the diner who had served them coffee earlier. He gave them a teasing wink, then turned and went back into the eatery they were standing in front of. Their eyes followed him, and once he walked past a couple of tables inside, the women noticed a good number of people staring at them, some glowering in mild annoyance, others grinning like a Cheshire cat. Grunting, both women quickly turned away from their gawks and faced each other instead, their gazes directed to the ground between them.

Arizona's mind was working at full speed, with new contemplations being mulled over constantly. "Crap! Crap, crap, crap! You just couldn't help yourself, could you? You had to force yourself onto the drunken straight girl. The one you actually like. What's she gonna think now? Is she even going to remember? Oh god, what if she doesn't remember?..."

"Earth to Arizona! Hey, anybody in there? Hellooooo?" the Latina tried to get her attention. When the other woman finally perceived her, Callie continued shyly "I'm so sorry for doing that to you, twice in one night. I don't even know what's going on… I mean, I just don't understa…"

"It's alright.", Arizona interrupted. "I should've stopped it… anyhoo, let's talk about this tomorrow" if you still remember, that is. "We should actually get going, I can drop you off at home. My car is still at the hospital, I'll give you a lift. Alright?"

"Sure." Callie responded coyly, unsure if Arizona's sudden mood swing had something to do with their kiss, or if the blonde was simply tired. They walked the short distance, got into the car and left the car park. Once they were on the main road, Arizona turned to ask for Callie's home address, but found the Latina sleeping soundly, letting out soft snores every now and then. The blonde looked down at her, gently nudging her shoulder.

"Callie. Sweethear… erm, Calliope. Wake up."

The only response she got was a slightly louder grunt in addition to a mumbled "Don't wanna."

Arizona couldn't help but smile, and decided to let the Latina get a bit of rest. She would just let her sleep on the couch at Teddy's place, her friend surely wouldn't mind. Once they arrived at Teddy's apartment building, Arizona get out, opened Callie's door and pulled the other woman up, much to the brunette's annoyance. With the smaller woman's support, however, she did eventually make it to Teddy's apartment. Arizona led the Latina into the living room towards the couch, until she realized somebody else had already taken up residence there: a very drunk and loudly snoring Miranda Bailey.

"Uhm, Callie? Small problem, we might have to share my room. It's fine though, my bed is big enough for both of us, so you don't have to worry about any awkward situations… unless of course, you cause them, which I feel like you might. But then again…" she interrupted her own ramblings when she noticed that Callie hadn't registered a single word. "Alrighty, sleepy time then, I guess." she thought to herself and led them into her current bedroom. She carefully put the Latina down on the bed, where the other woman instantly curled herself up into a ball, making it very obvious that changing or teeth brushing weren't one of her top priorities at the moment. Arizona got herself ready for bed and slipped under the covers next to Callie, settling in for a surprisingly peaceful night of sleep.

/xxx/

Listening carefully, the Latina studied Arizona's face over the rim of her coffee cup. Once the blonde's description of the previous night was finished, Callie looked up at her.

"How about some waffles and French toast with syrup and vanilla ice cream… or, without the ice cream… whichever you prefer."

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