Title:And Wasted Nights
Author: MsCrazybird
Pairing: Callie/Arizona, Mark/Callie (Friendship)

Rating: PG-13
Summary: Callie and Mark are there for each other when times are hard or when times are good.
Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.

A/N: Thought this would be fun it's just going to be a short two part story. It was just for fun hope you like tell me what you think.

A/N2: This is the second part to Wasted Nights. Again it's just fun and cute.

And Wasted Nights

Callie stood at the nurses station looking through a chart as Mark soon walked up next to her looking over her shoulder momentarily to see if there was anything interesting on the chart she held. Remembering that Callie worked in Ortho, he, instead, just leaned against the counter looking at his best friend as she read through it.

Callie raised one eye studying her friend a moment before finally shutting the chart that she was reading through. He seemed a little distant and he didn't greet her like he would normally despite being engrossed in work or not. She lifted one eyebrow questioningly at her friend. "What's wrong Mark?"

At first Mark stayed quiet for a moment. He really didn't what to sit here and talk about Lexie for the hundredth time, but this was Callie, his best friend the one that he could be there for and in return she would just as willingly be there for him. He smiled a little despite himself he liked having her as a friend so instead of keeping quiet he decided to answer. "It's Lexie." He sighed.

She looked at him knowingly putting her hand on his shoulder for some support and comfort. "Want to get wasted?" She smiled at him.

He raised his eyes too meet hers seeing the smile on her face made him smile back; it was just infectious he couldn't help himself. "Yes." He gave her a toothy grin and nodded slightly.

"What time you off?"

"I'm off in an hour or so. You?" He questioned

"I'm off right now actually, but just come by my place it'll give me time to pick up something." She smiled and turned to walk to the locker room to change "Any requests?" she shot over her shoulder.

"Everything and food." He shouted after her.

Callie was sitting on her couch flipping threw some magazines as she waited for her friends inevitable arrival. She had decided to get them some pizza and every kind of alcohol known to man. She smiled thinking of all the alcohol she had bought as if they would even be able to drink most of it. As she heard the door open, she turned greeted with the sight of her best friend looking less than happy.

Giving him her best smile she got up and gave him a hug walking him over to the selection that she had waiting for them on the coffee table. He flopped down on the couch next to her and looked over the selection.

She had the pizza box in the middle surrounded by a six pack of beer, two bottles of both white and red wine, a small bottle of Jack Daniels and a slightly larger bottle of Jose Cuervo. He smiled knowing that she bought the Jose specifically because it was one of her favorites. "Not enough." He joked nudging her slightly with his elbow.

"Figured there's another six-pack in the fridge." She pointed over her shoulder with her thumb towards the refrigerator.

"Geez Torres I was just kidding."

"I know that, but I thought just in case you didn't like what else I have you could drink more beer." She shrugged.

"This is perfect." He looked over at the pizza box lifting the lid so that the aroma filled his nostrils instantly his stomach growled.

Hours later…

They lay on the couch full drinking a bottle of wine each swapping them every now and then for each others, just for a taste of something new. They talked about everything. Marked talked about Lexie and how he felt so lost because his feelings had never been like that and Callie listened to him comparing little things he told her to the things that she had been through with Arizona.

There empty bottles sat scattered across the living room with two shot glasses on the couch next to them. Both the Jack and Jose were done by now and neither of them could do much moving around as the world spun every time. Eventually Callie shifted still holding onto her bottle of wine.

"Ugh I can't get comfortable." She pouted slurring her words.

"Go ahead and lay down. You can use me as a pillow." He offered. She just shifted leaning her head against him spreading the rest of her body out while her head lay against his side.

Hours later…

Both had passed out from the amount of alcohol that they consumed and in her sleep Callie shifted. Her head now lay in Marks lap and the hand that Mark had on her shoulder moved with her and was now sitting on the side of her neck as he still sat in his previous position only with his head hung back against the back of the couch and his mouth slightly open in his sleep.

The door to the apartment opened quietly and Arizona walked in setting her things on the counter top. She noticed the light from the living room and walked quietly in the direction of it. It was late and she didn't want to wake anyone who might be sleeping at the moment. Her eyes soon fell upon the top of Mark's head she furrowed her brow before walking closer not understanding why Mark would be there so late without Callie with him talking to him. She knew she had come home earlier.

But as she got closer a large lump formed in her throat as her heart simultaneously clenched in her chest and her hands shot up to her mouth as she let out a large gasp. "Oh my God." The words hung in the air around her and filled up the room, but neither of them moved. Her heart was beating so hard that it felt like it was going to beat out of her chest; the world around her slightly spun and tears stung the corner of her eyes.

How can she do this…Callie. With Mark? Mark of all people. didn't they hear me. Why what are they. I don't understand. I thought, but now this. We have been making such good progress and now. I didn't do anything. NO! No Arizona this is not your fault. Callie choosing to fuck her "best friend" on our coach has nothing to do with me. This is her and I'll be damned if I am just going to stand by and be taken for a fool. NO. I am Arizona freaking Robbins. I am awesome and I don't get taken for a ride. I do not get used to test the waters. And I am going to cut something off right now.

She inhaled a deep breath, making sure to force the tears that formed in her eyes back. Arizona was determined and angry. She was going to catch them both red handed. They were already caught red handed. Taking one step she stopped abruptly hearing a loud grunt escaping Mark as he shifted into a more comfortable position. The noise made the bile rise in her throat; she felt sick and betrayed.

She moved a little closer becoming more determined with just that small step. She heaved in a huge gulp of air that made her chest stick out just slightly. She was going to stand tall and did. One more step. "Enjoying youselv…." Her sentence was cut off. Letting out the breath she held, her shoulders slumped into a more relaxed position. Callie shifted in her sleep. There were beer bottles everywhere and the pair each had a bottle of wine; Mark's next to him and Callie was cuddling with hers. A small smile formed on her lips at the site of her girlfriend: Her honest, loving girlfriend NOT having sex with Mark Sloan on their couch.

Bending down she kissed the Latina on her forehead, then her nose, and each of her cheeks. Callie began to stir in her sleep. Finally, Arizona gave her a light peck on the lips. When she pulled back Callie lazily opened one of her eyes to peek up at her girlfriend a smile danced across her lips. She moved to sit up, but the world spun and she quickly regretted ever moving.

As she managed to finally get up Callie took the blonde's hand and she helped her to her feet letting her lean on her for support. Arizona smiled at her girlfriend walking her slowly to her room before stopping and looking at her intensely. "Mark Sloan and you,"

She pulled Callie's head up to look her in the eyes by her chin. Callie nodded. "never going to get drunk together again."

Callie opened her mouth to protest only to be met with Arizona's mouth being forcefully pushed on her own. She didn't complain. Right now she had better things to do and she could talk about it later. When she was sober and not so damned turned on.