Arizona had insisted on walking back home and let Callie take the car back when she finished work.

Callie had had to answer a lot of questions as to the identity of the blonde woman she had just talked to. Callie decided it was easiest to go with the old-friend-from-college story. She added something about her friend just passing through and that Callie had promised her that she could stay at her place for a week or so. It seemed they bought her story.

Arizona went back to Callie's house. She came in and saw all the files on the floor, and decided to move them into the guest room, so Callie wouldn't see them when she got home. She picked them up in their separate piles, and made her way through the hallway.

As she was about to put them on the desk, some of the files fell out on the floor. Arizona sighed. She bent down to pick them up, but when she did, she noticed that two of the files were marked with the exact same date. She compared the two to be sure that this was in fact the case. Indeed, it was, but it shouldn't be possible since the two files should have been dated at least a year apart.

Arizona put the two files aside and started going through the rest of them and she found at least ten more files with the same date. She sorted the files into only two different piles this time: one with files marked with the date 20110505, and one with the other files.

When Arizona was done sorting the files, she looked through the ones with the same date to see if she could find any similarities she hadn't noticed before. She was getting more and more frustrated by the fact that she couldn't see anything that tied them together except for the date. She groaned, and then slammed the files down on the desk. She put her head down and let her forehead rest on the files she had just hit the desk with.

She stayed like that for a couple of minutes trying desperately to think what the damn date meant. She concluded that she might need more help figuring this one out. She went on Callie's computer and wrote an e-mail to Joanne. She attached the files she had found the same date on, and explained as cryptically as she could that she wanted Joanne to take a look and see if she had any suggestions as to how to proceed.

Callie hadn't stopped thinking about Arizona since she had left the store. After their conversation, and Arizona's attempt to make it right between them, Callie was filled with a longing. And that longing was of course directed at Arizona, and specifically her body.

So Callie had decided they were going to at least eat dinner first, but then she had planned for them to relive last night again.

Arizona was lying on her bed when she heard Callie come home. She got up, and went out into the corridor to avoid Callie coming into the room and seeing all of the files.

Arizona started walking towards the kitchen when Callie appeared at the end of the hallway. She smiled and said hello to Arizona, and then walked towards her. She didn't come to a stop until her face was inches from Arizona's.

Arizona froze and just looked into Callie's eyes, waiting to see what was about to happen. She had decided after talking to Callie that she would not encourage Callie in any way, since she didn't want to lead her on and then just end up hurting her feelings when she had to leave.

Callie just held the distance. "I thought we could make stir-fry for dinner. I bought some vegetables. Could you start chopping them up while I go change?"

Arizona was a bit taken by the moment, so she didn't say anything but nodded slowly.

Callie took a step back. "Good! I'll be right there." Then she walked past Arizona and into her room.

Arizona followed Callie with her eyes as she walked away. When Callie had disappeared into her room, Arizona went to the kitchen. She saw the bag with vegetables on the counter, so she rinsed them, and took out a knife and a cutting board. She wasn't sure how to cut them up, but she figured she could start chopping and then ask Callie if she should do it some other way.

She had just finished with the broccoli when she heard Callie enter the kitchen.

"Callie, I'm not sure I've done this the right way. I think you should come over here and check if the pieces are too big or something."

It wasn't a few seconds until Arizona felt Callie's arms around her own waist, and then she felt the rest of Callie's body push close to her back. She wasn't prepared for the touch so her body stiffened at first. Then she felt Callie's face beside her own as she looked down at the result of Arizona's chopping.

"I think it looks fine." She concluded.

Callie then proceeded to put her lips to Arizona's neck. She then put her hands under Arizona's shirt, and started caressing her. Arizona had to let go of the knife to be able to use both her hands to support herself against the counter. She couldn't help but feel conflicted about what was happening. She loved how it made her feel, but at the same time she had planned to avoid this happening again.

When Callie put her hand inside Arizona's pants, Arizona felt that she was losing control of the situation. She put her own hand on Callie's to stop her from reaching her goal. Callie stopped, and pulled her hand back.

"Is something wrong?" Callie asked.

Arizona turned around to face her. "Are you sure about this?"

"What do you mean? Weren't you the one telling me how great I was a few hours ago?! Have you changed your mind?"

"No! It's just..." Arizona took Callie's hands in her own. "I don't want to be the cause of your being hurt again."

Callie let go of Arizona's hands. "I know I said I had trust issues, but that doesn't mean I am not an adult who can make decisions on my own. You don't have to take responsibility for what I feel that way."

Arizona knew Callie was right, and that Arizona was coming across like a pretentious, condescending fool. "You're right." Arizona sighed. "And I'm glad you are." She added, and gave Callie a smile.

Callie, who had taken two steps back, reached out to pull Arizona closer by the hem of her pants.

Arizona let Callie pull her in, and met her with a kiss. Callie put her hands in Arizona's hair and pushed her mouth as hard as she could against Arizona's without hurting either of them, and kissed her fervently.

Overcome with emotions, Arizona pushed Callie slowly back until she reached the kitchen island, and lifted Callie up onto the island. Arizona directed her kisses to Callie's neck now and as she did, she started unbuttoning her shirt, giving her access to kiss more of Callie's skin.

Callie's response was to wrap her legs around Arizona to have her even closer. She leaned in and whispered in Arizona's ear to take her to her bedroom. Arizona lifted Callie up again, but this time she carried Callie in the direction of the bedroom.