Authors Note: Had a nasty case of no inspiration. I seem to be in a groove though. I feel as though the last chapter was somewhat rushed and a cop-out. This chapter is me trying to get this train back on the tracks.
Callie watched Arizona walk away with a broken heart in her hands. It was a shame having to push away a well meaning woman when all she wanted was love. The love she spent her whole life looking for just happed came from someone else. The elevator doors closed and she made her way back into her home.
Erica stood with her hands clasped in front of her, she felt rather childish after storming out so quickly. Callie took a seat on the arm of her sofa and sighed deeply.
"Chinese ?" Erica offered. Callie nodded appreciatively while trying to assure herself that Arizona was going to be fine.
The rest of the night was spent gloomily watching a mindless movie, snacking on cold Chinese food. Mark came by and apologized with his tail between his legs; Erica enjoyed it immensely. Callie, although happy, was disappointed in herself for not preventing Arizona's pain. The brunette was empathetic to a fault. She decided that she just needed a good night's sleep, things would be fine in the morning.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Erica asked cautiously.
"Yeah," Callie whispered, "I just feel so bad. She flew all the way from Africa to see me…I don't know, I just didn't mean to hurt her."
Erica held her lover's hand. She didn't say anything because there was nothing she could say. Callie saw that she was inadvertently causing Erica to doubt her love. Unlike Arizona, she knew exactly how to raise Erica's spirit's.
"Can I tell you something?" Callie asked lightheartedly.
"Yes."
"I wanna hold your hand." Erica's eyebrows scrunched, they already were holding hands.
"Tomorrow, at work." Smiles lit up both of their faces. "There's a day, sometime before we got together, that I remember so clearly. You came over to the old apartment and I had you sleep in Christina's bed because you were tipsy beyond belief. I hadn't realized that I loved you as more than just a friend." She winced at how juvenile the whole situation was. "I was sleeping on the couch looking through the open door and I saw that your hand was near the edge of the bed, I stayed awake for hours wanting so badly to just hold your hand. Then when I finally got to sleep I dreamed of walking around the hospital hand in hand."
Erica smiled a dreamy smile and kissed Callie earnestly. She had never considered herself romantic, until now. The girls settled into their familiar embrace and waited for sleep to take them. Callie quietly hummed the melody to I Wanna Hold Your Hand, she was so deliriously in love.