Love Trap
Chapter 8
"I'm congested, dirty, in pain and so so unbelievably unattractive. I must be the filthiest person on the planet right now. I would kill for a shower. Properly and literally kill!" Arizona croaked, her throat making it painful and difficult to speak.
Callie looked sympathetically at her patient and sat at the edge of the bed, feeling the heat radiating from the feverish body. "Oh my sweet baby!" Callie cooed and pulled the covers up to the blonde's chin. "I know you're miserable. It's been almost three days now, it'll get better from now on. The antibiotics are doing their job and I promise you'll feel better my morning."
"But I wanna feel better now!" Arizona argued while pouting like a child.
Callie sighed and stroke her arm gently. "Would you feel better if I got you some ice cream? What's you favourite flavour?"
"Strawberry!" the blonde quickly replied with an instant smile on her face, making Callie giggle at her childish behaviour.
"Strawberry it is then. I'll be back in a little while. Be a good girl while I'm gone." she winked and gave her a kiss on the cheek before leaving the room.
It took Callie almost an hour before she breathlessly came running through the door with a plastic bag and a big carton of strawberry ice crem. "Sorry I took so long. I got paged for a consult. I got you a few things in the pharmacy downstairs."
Arizona gave her a tired smile. "The perks of being a great surgeon, huh?" she scooted up in the bed the best she could. "What did you get me?"
Callie smiled at the blonde, who looked almost like a child on Christmas morning waiting to open her presents, and took a seat on the bed. "Well, I got you the ice cream and a spoon so you can devour the whole thing." she opened the bag and took out various items. "I also got you some chewy mints, a few magazines, a deodorant, since the hospital one barely has a fragrance. There's also a bottle of dry shampoo that you spray onto your hair and it doesn't feel as dirty." the latina smiked proudly at herself for thinking of Arizona's best interest.
"Are you trying to tell me that I smell, dr Torres?" she placed a hand over her chest, pretending to be hurt."Well, I never!"
Callie playfully slapped her arm gently. "Haha, very funny Miss Drama Queen. I just thought it might make you feel better since you were complaining about your personal hygiene or, more like, lack of." she snickered.
"You are so awesome. I'll pretend your snarky comment about my hygiene was never said." she popped the lid on the ice cream container and shoved a spoonful inside her mouth. "Oh my god. This is better than sex. So so much better." Arizona groaned and scooped up another bit.
Callie chuckled as she watched the petite blonde worshipping the pink ice cold strawberry flavoured ice cream. "Nothing is better than sex. Clearly you haven't had the pleasure of being intimate with a certain orthopaedic surgeon I know." she wiggled her eyebrows in amusement which caused Arizona to almost choke on the cold smooth substance.
"Is that a proposition, dr Torres?" blue eyes twinkled cheekily. "Be careful what you wish for."
"I can't understand how you can be so flirty and teasing when you're sick. I would be flat out on my bed sleeping for days until Mark would eventually perform a body slam on me, forcing me to get up."
"What's a body slam?" Arizona wanted to know, her mouth full of ice cream.
Callie pursed her lips for a second. "Um, I would show you but I believe I would only injure you further. It's not pretty. Basically it's Mark using his whole body to throw himself on top of me, slamming into my body. Hence the term 'body slam'."
"Ouch, sounds painful. I'm temporarily glad that I'm crippled, in a hospital bed, that way it would be moraly wrong for you, as a surgeon and doctor, to show me and causing me any more injuries."
Callie smiled sweetly. "That's true. Besides, I wouldn't want to hurt myself either. This curvaceous latina body is my temple. We wouldn't want anything to happen to it now, do we?"
"God no!" Arizona burst out, "I have plans for your curves in the near future." she winked and licked the ice cream off the spoon seductively.
"You're like a horny middle-aged man in a strip club, waiting to get lucky." Callie laughed out loud, "but I like it."
Arizona batted her eyelashes. "I know you do, miss Latina." the blonde scooped up another few spoonfuls of ice cream before handing it over to Callie. "Is there any chance you could store this for me somewhere safe, pretty please?"
"I'll see what I can do but I can't promise you anything. The hungry mind of an intern can be quite ruthless, been there done that, but I'll try to hide it in the back of the freezer, just for you. I have a feeling that a hungry Arizona can be quite scary too, am I right?"
Arizona leaned forward slightly, a dead serious expression on her face and her tone was low and threatening, "damn right, so you better not let that ice cream out of your sight, dr Torres, or bad things can and will happen." Callie just swallowed deeply. Their faces were only but an inch apart, their breaths mingling and lips parted. Suddenly Arizona's lips crashed into Callie's in a hungry and lustful kiss. Tongues met, moans escaped and hands began to wander. Arizona's skin was like velvet underneath Callie's skilled fingers and she couldn't get enough of the delicate softness. Evetually she had to pull away due to the lack of oxygen.
"Wow, that was... that was amazing." Callie stated, smiling.
"There's more where that came from, doctor." she winked and gave the brunette a peck on the cheek. "I hope you won't get sick because of me. I pratically gave you all my germs."
Callie shugged. "I have a great immune system. I never get sick so I think we're quite safe." she softly stroked Arizona's cheek, feeling the warmth of her fever. "I think your temperature has gone down some. You don't feel as hot."
Arizona looked hurt. "What? You don't find me hot, doctor Torres? I'm insulted. I have never had that problem around women before, I must be loosing my touch."
"Never." Callie said in a serious tone and kissed her once again. "If your kisses are anything like your touch then you have nothing to worry about."
The blonde just smiled as she looked at the beautiful face in front of her. She couldn't place her finger on it but there was something about Callie that was different from all the other women she had dated and she just couldn't get enough of the latina's presence. She wanted to be engulfed in those strong arms, inhale the scent of her perfume and feel the warmth and softness of her body. The feelings were almost too intense and it slightly scared her.
"What's going on in your head, honey?" Callie softly enquired, having seen the distant look on the blonde's face.
Arizona looked down at her hands and shrugged. "Nothing really. Just thinking."
Callie brought her head back up and gently tucked blonde hair behind her ears. "About what? You can tell me, sweetie."
The smaller woman took a deep shaky breath and licked suddenly dry lips. "I'm just... I'm... I'm scared." she could feel herself tear up and mentally cursed her emoional behavior. "Scared of what's going to happen, scared of what's not going to happen and scared of... scared of... this." she waved her hand between them to indicate what she meant. "Us." she added.
"What scares you about us? Do you think I'm going to hurt you or just leave you behind when you're discharged and forget all about you?" Arizona shrugged again and avoided eye contact. "First of all," Callie continued, "I could never forget about you, second, I wouldn't leave you behind unless you wanted me to and third, I would never, and I mean never, intentionally hurt you in any way. Physically or emotionally. I know you have been through you share of abuse in the past but I would never lay a finger on anybody, especially you, sweetheart. Never." Callie cocked her head to catch Arizona's blue watery eyes. "Do you understand?"
The blonde silently nodded and wiped at her tears. "She didn't really hurt me that much. I mean, she smacked me around a bit but I left shortly after she became physical. It's not like I got a beating every day. People have been through worse than me, right?" she said, smiling sadly, trying to brush things under the carpet.
Callie's eyes softned to a degree where Arizona thought she would melt. "Honey," the latina cupped the feverish face between her palms and brushed the tears away with the pads of her thumbs, "you can't quantify pain. What you went through was just as real and painful as any other person who have been stuck in abusive relationships for years. It doesn't matter how much abuse you endured or how long you endured it for. It happened, and it happened to you and I'm so sorry that it did, but it doesn't make it less significant or less real. What she did was wrong and it shouldn't have happened."
Arizona suddenly felt very tired. Exhausted even. Hearing those words being said by someone she cared about meant a lot. Tim had of course helped her through back then but the way Callie had said it made more sense and she had never thought about it from that perspective before.
"How much mental abuse did you have to go through?" Callie's voice was almost a whisper and, just by looking into those deep brown eyes, Arizona found herself unable to lie.
"Quite a bit." she said as if it was the most natural thing in the world. When she saw Callie raising her eyebrows in a questioning manner, she sighed in defeat. "Okay. A lot, but it only lasted for a few months. I obviously wasn't what she was looking for and..."
"Stop!" Callie placed a finger over her lips, forcing her to stop talking. "It wasn't you, Arizona. It was all her. Don't blame yourself for her wrong doings. She clearly had some issues with herself and, unfortunately, took that out on you. Don't put yourself down, sweetie. You did nothing wrong."
Arizona closed her eyes and leaned into the soft touch of Callie's gentle hands. "I'm tired." she whispered. "Will you please stay for a while? Just until I fall asleep?"
Callie eased her back down onto the pillows and kissed her forehead. "Of course I will, sweets. Hang on." she got up, closed the blinds and the door for privacy, kicked her shoes off and slid down underneath the covers next to the already sleeping blonde and pulled her close. "Sleep now. I'll be right here."