Title: Getting over it 5/
Author: MsCrazybird
Pairing: Callie/Arizona,
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Simple chapter, but the days continue on for the women
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A/N: This is a post break-up fic for the lovely ladies. It is going to take a while for them to get back together but i promise they will eventually. It's heart felt and sad. Just fair warning. Plz let me know what you think.
A/N2: This is a pretty uneventful chapter, but it lets us into their minds and feelings and it's going to lead us into other things and new realizations. Next chapter might take a while.
The aroma of bacon filled her nostrils awaking her from her deep slumber. Only on of her eyes squinted open to peek out into her room only to shut again and wince at the brightness of the sun. The sun seemed to be taunting her shining so brightly while her head was still pounding from the night of drinking she had before. She lay in bed for another five minutes before she slowly sat up. Her body lay diagonally across the entirety of her bed not under any covers and still wearing her clothes from the night before. She whipped at her lip getting rid of the dried spit that had formed at the corner of her mouth.
Sleep had been so hard to come by, but last night it came so easily. She felt rested despite the massive hangover. Getting to her feet she decided on taking a quick shower to hopefully relieve the pounding in her head. The thought left her mind quickly as the smell of bacon once again filled her nostrils. Christina does not cook, and that was definitely not kosher she was smelling. Sudden realization swept over her body: she didn't know who was in her kitchen cooking.
Quietly she walked over to her room door opening it just enough to see out into her shared kitchen. There she seen a humming Jackson making himself comfortable in her kitchen seemingly to dance around the kitchen as if he had knew it like the back of his hand. She stopped and stared for a minute in confusion until suddenly the memory of her drunken night crept back into her mind. For the briefest second she felt a little relieved that all that went on was talking, but that thought quickly left her mind as she remembered how big of a fool she had made of herself. She cringed.
Jackson felt the eyes that were watching him intently. He tried to ignore it, but they seemed to be burning into him. At first he planned on leaving early before she had woken up, but he decided on fixing the brunette and himself breakfast. Now he was second guessing his decision and internally kicking himself for more than likely making a complete fool of himself. It never occurred to him that it might be awkward waking up to someone that you barely even know in your kitchen making them selves at home. Instead of focusing on the brown eyes that were behind him he tried his hardest to focus on the food that was on the stove. It was a simple meal: bacon, eggs, and sliced fruit, but he was hoping that it would still make a good impression and hopefully make up for the fact that he was invading her kitchen.
He was so engrossed on focusing on the food in front of him that he didn't notice Callie making her way over to him and stepping around near one of the stools. It wasn't until he heard her scrape on of them to the side he knew anyone else was with him in the room. Jumping at first at the sound, Jackson looked around until his eyes focused on the woman standing in front of him. She had a soft smile on her face and her hair was a little mussed up from her night of drunken sleeping, her clothes still the same from the day before, but now a little wrinkled and messy on her body. He took it all in and he couldn't help, but notice that she looked amazing even at this time.
"I…uh…after last night I thought…I cooked I hope that's ok." He hated himself for his words, but she seemed to understand because her smile became gentle and warm.
"It's fine. And it totally smells delicious. But I'm going to jump in the shower before we eat." She smiled and Jackson gave her a nod of understand as she walked in the direction of her bathroom. "I'll make it quick." She called from just inside of the door.
They ate quickly in silence, both hurrying trying not to show up late together. They both knew how the hospital worked and showing up together would be bad enough, but showing up late? That would be hell to deal with and neither of them had the time nor patience to deal with a situation like that. Although, Jackson wouldn't mind it one bit if anyone had noticed. In fact, he might have welcomed it, but he didn't choose to slow down and take his sweet time in consideration of the brunette. It was all too clear that it would be torture for her and he only wanted to help, not cause anymore problems for her and in reality he really didn't like being the center of attention; the whole reason why he never told anyone of his very famous grandfather.
Three loud knocks jerked them out of their thoughts, each turning their heads to stare at the door. Neither of them moved. They just sat frozen in time. It was only fifteen 'til 6 so it was a very limited amount of people that would be at the door.
Another knock popped Callie back into reality. She shook her head a little before making her way to the door and opening it slowly only enough for her to see out into the hall. To her relief she saw Mark standing there looking at her with a bit of a confused expression on his face one of his eyebrows slightly raised questioningly. It was not typical behavior for his best friend to act so timid. She was usually brave and embraced everything head-on and openly, so her standing there her door not fully open and smiling sheepishly at him only made him more uneasy. "Torres?" he questioned.
"Oh, hey Mark what's up?" She smiled trying to act as coolly as possible.
"Riiight." He drew the word out. And she knew that he seen right through her act.
Quickly deciding that Mark was going to find out one way or another, Callie opened the door wider in an unspoken offer to enter. Mark accepted this and moved into the room stepping just beside Callie as she shut the door to her apartment. He scanned the room, his eyes stopped abruptly on the figure sitting at the bar looking back at him.
Callie explained to Mark of her drunken night and how Jackson had helped her through it trying to leave out the part of her vomiting all over him. "And the clothes?" He asked looking at Jackson who was wearing said clothes then back to Callie to answer. Her plan ruined.
"Well…uh you see…" she trailed off.
Jackson cut in, "Callie was extremely drunk and well…she kind of…"
"She blew her chunks on you!" Mark boomed loudly laughing.
Callie gave him a death stare "Mark." She warned him speaking through her teeth.
He just looked at her innocently raising his hands up "what?" he smiled continuing to laugh. She hit his arm. "Ouch, that hurt." He whined. "There is no need for violence now Callie." He grinned making Callie roll her eyes.
Arizona breathed in the cool morning air deeply as she stepped out of her car and onto the black tar parking lot of Seattle Grace Mercy West Hospital. Taking in her surroundings, she made her way to the entrance of the hospital before stopping abruptly. Her eyes locked on to the trio making their way towards the hospital talking and laughing together. Jealousy quickly pumped through her veins as she noticed that they had just exited Callie's apartment building together.
Mark. Mark lived just across the hall from Callie. He was her best friend. So there was an obvious reason for him to be walking to work with Callie. It wasn't like they never did it before, well at least as of recently and before me. Right? No reason to be…jealous. Jealous. I'm not jealous, nope, just concerned about someone that I care about. Exactly. I am just concerned, that's it. That totally is it. I am concerned that, that boy, guy, fucker isn't good enough for my Calliope…I mean Callie. That Jackson there, who is walking from her apartment for no reason, isn't good enough. Wait… he couldn't have stayed the night. Could he? Would she let him? Already? It had only been just a couple months now. Okay, maybe it has been a while. No she wouldn't. They aren't, But that kiss. That kiss was pretty hot, even by my measure. No, Callie wouldn't, not this soon. No. He probably just went over to get something. Yeah, that's it. No knocking boots for them no, no, no. But just in case, I'll make sure he's on my service today.
Arizona smiled at her own wickedness before giving a little approving nod, turning away from the scene and walking into the glass doors of the hospital not really paying attention to anyone else that was around her.
"And Avery your on Robbins service today" those words were still ringing in his ears as he made his way to the Ped's wing of the hospital. He was going to argue and for a split second his mouth opened, but he decided against it; he knew his place and it wasn't anywhere near talking back.
It wasn't like he did anything wrong or that they were together and he knew that, but he knew if Callie was still hurting over her that surely Arizona's feelings couldn't be far behind. After all, when they were together they were so in sync with on another that it was practically unbelievable. He closed his eyes hoping that the elevator would suddenly break down and he wouldn't have to be stuck in Ped's all day.
The "ding" from the doors to the elevator brought him back to his reality. He grimaced a moment before taking a deep breath putting on a brave face and walking out into his 'impending doom'. He was quickly making his way to the nurses' station. Just as he crossed he stopped abruptly almost running into that beautiful brunette that filled his mind so much lately.
"Hey," she said brightly "what are you doing here?" She looked at him a little confused. Seeing Jackson on the Ped's floor was not something that she was used to. Not once in the many weeks that she had been coming up here to see Molly had she seen him.
"Uh, I'm on Dr. Robbins' service today." He spoke giving her a gentle smile.
"Hmm… that's a little strange. First time, huh?"
"Yeah, actually it is." He shrugged. "But Bailey said this is where I needed to be. And there's no arguing with Bailey." They both smiled knowingly laughing a little.
"Got that right" she laughed. "I think the chief himself is afraid of Bailey."
They both erupted into a hearty fit of laughter just as Arizona rounded the hall. She narrowed her eyes a moment, but quickly shook it off. Don't Arizona. Just don't.
She let a smile break across her face as she skipped over to them stopping abruptly. "What's so funny?" she asked in her normal perky voice.
Both of them stopped their laughter smiles still gracing their faces. "Nothing" they answered in unison.
"Well I'll talk to you later." She spoke to Jackson as she continued her walk in the direction of Molly's room.
Arizona turned to Jackson her face faltering into a serious one. "Dr. Avery." She spoke softly, but very authoritative making him quickly wipe the smile from his face as he stood a little straighter.
"Dr. Robbins" he answered back a little intimidated.
Arizona mentally smirked to herself at the sight of the young resident's obvious uneasiness. "Charts." She spoke simply shoving the stack of charts she had in her arms before walking away.
"Hey Molly" Callie greeted gently to the sleeping figure in the hospital bed.
"Hey" she greeted back scratchily clearing her voice she began to clear her throat trying to get rid of the offensive sound.
"How are you, today?" She asked smiling picking up the chart at the end of her bed before looking through it to see how she was holding up.
"Fine" she answered simply looking out the window longingly.
"Hmm. Really? Because I see last night your temperature spiked up, but you look to be doing well now, but I know your not fine." She looked at the girl staring out of the window. Over the entirety of the young patient's stay she had grown very familiar with her and understood almost everything about reading the young girls actions and expressions. Growing so accustomed and intoned with the girl she could see right through the girls answer.
When Molly didn't answer, Callie walked over to the window dipping down to catch the girl's gaze. Molly stared back into the dark eyes that were so similar to hers. Ones that over that past weeks she had come accustomed to. Trusted and believed in. There was always warmth behind those eyes that always seemed to look so sorrowful; that is what brought her so close to the doctor. Trusted her.
Callie quirked one of her eyebrows up slightly before speaking to the young girl softly, "Now are you going to tell me what's up? Because you and I both know that you're not fine, but only one of us knows why and I think both of us deserve to be on the same level. Don't you?"
Molly looked away slightly before looking back at the Latina doctor that she had become so fond of. "It's just…" she paused for a few seconds and Callie waited for the girl to continue she nodded a little to let the girl know she was waiting for her to continue. Molly let out a long sigh. "I just… just I'm lonely. I miss my friends…my big brother…and…and my mother."
As she spoke she lifted her eyes back up to meet Callie's. Immediately Callie seen all the hurt in the girl resurface again, like the first night she had met the young girl. She thought for a moment trying to find the best way to answer before speaking. "Well, Hun, with everything that is going on your mother isn't allowed to come see you, but I'm sure there'll be no harm in letting you see your brother or some friends. We just need to talk to…" Callie paused. She had successfully avoided the blonde for so long and now the only way to…Callie's thoughts were interrupted by Molly's words.
"Talk to whom? I'll talk to anyone. I'll do whatever it takes I just don't want to be cooped up in here anymore without a familiar face." The young girl looked up at the older woman hopeful, although, she loved her company it could never replace her real friends or her brother. It almost didn't matter that she wasn't allowed to see her mother the fact that she might get a chance to see her big brother made it almost worth it. "Is there something wrong?" she asked taking in the Latina's spaced-out expression.
"Oh…um, no, no everything is fine." She shook her head a little bit before looking down onto the girl with a smile. "I'm sure doctor Robbins will agree to it I'm just going to have to speak to her in a bit."
With this response Molly's face broke into a huge smile. "Great." she couldn't wait her whole body was vibrating with excitement and anticipation of finally getting to see her brother. "So, when can you talk to her?"
Callie shook her head a little and looked up with a smile on her face to match the young girl's. "I'll talk to her later on today. How does that sound?" the girl didn't answer she only smiled impossibly wider.