A/N: I would suggest reading the ealier chapters again... Sorry :(
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As she chucked her phone onto the coffee table she heard the jangling of keys before they scraped noisily into the lock. Her best friend threw the door open before unceremoniously dropping shopping bags, her jacket and her keys at her feet.
"Get changed, we're going out." The broad smile across familiar features made Arizona feel a little better, and knowing what her best friend had in mind, she knew that come midnight she would have forgotten all about Callie Torres.
"Theodora Altman, do I want to know what you have in mind for tonight?" Arizona smiled as she stood from her comfortably sprawled out position on the couch.
"Don't worry your pretty little blonde head, you'll get wrinkles." Teddy smiled as she kicked her shoes off, monitoring their flight over the back of the couch and into the living room. "Will you order some pizza for us while I take a shower, I swear, by the time this year is out there will be more sand in the drain than on the beach!"
Arizona couldn't help but roll her eyes at her friend's dramatics, the woman complained about the beach sand after every single shift. She was lucky that all she had to do was walk up and down a beach in a bikini top and barely-there shorts all day.
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"Do I even want to know how you know about this place?" Arizona mumbled, self-consciously pulling her dress down a little more.
"The manwhore of a barman told me. Seriously, Ari, strop fidgeting, it's extremely unattractive." Teddy slapped her hands away from her dress playfully. "Now," She scanned the floor below them from the balcony, "to find someone to get your mind off the sexy Latina."
The club was full; they had waited outside for almost half an hour before they managed to get to the front of the queue. They had entered onto the balcony with the dance floor, bar and live band on the main floor below them. It was absolutely packed already. Hoards of bodies crowded on the dance floor, gyrating against each other or dancing in little groups.
Arizona looked down forlornly at the 'Under21' stamp that glowed under the UV lights. "No hiding this then." She grumbled under her breath.
"I can't see anything up here." Teddy grabbed her reluctant friends' hand and dragged her down to the main floor. She looked around a bit more. "Ooh how about her. She's got the whole tall and sexy thing going." Teddy pointed out a lanky red-head wearing a skin-tight black dress and killer stilettos.
It didn't take much more than a glance to figure out who Teddy was talking about. The blonde did a quick 180, turning to face her friend. "Damn it Teds, that's Callie's girlfriend, Addison."
"Seriously? Wow, I would actually consider going gay for her." Teddy's eyes hadn't left the red-head's figure since she had looked in her direction.
"Not helping Theodora." Arizona scowled up at her, but knowing that Teddy was too distracted to notice, she huffed and walked off in search of an empty booth.
A few moments later, Teddy walked up to the sulking blonde. "You need to get your Gay-dar serviced Ari, they are so evidently not an item!"
"But they're joined at the hip and they're all giggly and gooey eyed." She whines.
"We've been joined at the hip since you threw sand at me in kindergarten for making fun of your name. Does that make us an item?" Teddy elbowed the shorter woman in her side, making her smile a little at the memory.
"Even at 5 I could kick your butt. Awesomeness cannot be created." Arizona squared her shoulders, having cheered up a bit at the memory.
"Evidently..." Teddy replied sarcastically. "Stop over thinking and start doing. You just said it, you're awesome. She so wants you. She's looking this way by the way." Teddy looked over the shorter woman's shoulder. "I think she's actually checking out your ass." Teddy laughed, noticing where the brunette's gaze was focused.
"She's what?" Arizona glanced over her shoulder, catching the brunette in the act. She waited for Callie's eyes to lift, popping her dimples when the Latina acknowledged her with a subtle nod, turning her head away slightly in embarrassment at being caught.
"Go talk to your lover-girl. I'm going in search of alcohol and hopefully someone... You're not even listening are you? Remind me again why you're my best friend?" Teddy sighed in defeat. She gave the blonde a gentle nudge, pushing her out of her daze.
"Yeah, I'm just going to say hi. Catch up with you later?" Arizona asked, not even pulling her attention away from its current location.
Arizona turned completely, making her way over to the brunette. It felt like one of those completely cliché moments where the whole room blurred out and it was only her and Callie. Now that she had her best friend's confirmation, she wasn't scared that the brunette was with Addison.
"Hey." Arizona smiled, dimples in full effect.
"Hi." Callie reciprocated with a mega-watt smile of her own, causing the blonde to become weak at the knees.
"Hey." 'Seriously?' The blonde berated herself. She smiled again when Callie laughed. It seemed to vibrate through her body, sending her stomach aflutter and her heart into overdrive.
"You already said that." Callie delighted in the blush that seemed to spread up the blonde's neck, settling gently in her cheeks.
"Yeah I did, didn't I?"
"Do you want a drink?" Callie asked, suddenly unsure of herself.
"Umm yeah, that would be great." Arizona smiled, tucking an errant stray of hair behind her ear. She followed the brunette through the seemingly endless crowd. As hard as she tried, she couldn't stop her gaze from wondering over the glorious curves in front of her. The figure hugging, red dress that the Latina wore begged to be ripped off. The way that her raven locks cascaded over her bronze shoulders made the young blonde want to run her fingers through the curls, just to see if they were really as soft as they looked. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to pay attention to where she was going.
"What's your poison?" A young Asian woman asked from behind the bar.
Callie rolled her eyes, this was a bad idea. "Who put you in charge of the alcohol Cristina?" She registered the dramatic look of shock that crossed the 'barmaid's' features.
Cristina scowled at the brunette before handing over a shot glass containing amber liquid. "Drink this before your shit becomes contagious." She looked over to the blonde who was trying so hard to blend into the background that it made her stand out more. "You must be Blondie."
Callie glared at the Asian woman before tentatively taking hold of Arizona's hand reassuringly. Dealing with Cristina Yang was difficult for anyone other than Cristina Yang. "Blondie has a name. This is Arizona. Arizona, this is Cristina."
The blonde beamed realising that Callie must have been talking about her in order for her to be recognised. She gently squeezed the brunette's hand, letting her know that she was okay.
"Whatever." Cristina picked up a few different bottles and started randomly adding them into a large pitcher.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Topping up." She pushed the almost luminescent blue liquid towards Arizona. "I present, 'Early onset Alzheimer's'"
Callie looked at the drink sceptically, and then looked over at the blonde who wore the same expression. "I don't think so. How did you get behind there?"
Cristina looked at Callie like she had grown a second head. "Through the pass," Her sly smile told Callie that she was unlikely to get a straight answer out of the intoxicated woman. "That and a fake ID, which by the way you should totally get one. And that hot guy over there." Cristina tilted her head behind her toward the ginger-haired barman. "All it took was some flirting." Callie almost laughed out loud at the thought of Cristina flirting. "Not to mention I threatened the manwhore."
"Whatever. Have fun and don't get yourself arrested." She took Arizona's hand without thinking. A buzz set through her body as soon as their skin connected. "Sorry about her. I'm going to look for the real barman, I don't trust Cristina not to put something weird in your drink."
"Thanks." Arizona smiled, nerves having inhabited her the second that Callie had grabbed her hand again. It was unusual for her to be a nervous, blubbering mess. Usually she was the one in charge of the situation, not the other way around.
Callie led them up to the bar again, this time as far away from Cristina as possible. "Hey, can I have a.." She turned to Arizona beside her, "What would you like?"
"Normally I would go for something alcoholic, but," she lifter the hand that was still firmly entwined with the brunette's, indicating the glowing ink. "I'm not sure what they have here. I'll have whatever you suggest." She squeezed Callie's hand gently, gaining back some of her lost confidence.
"Make that two Safe Sex on the Beach's please." Arizona couldn't help but smirk at the barman over the brunette's shoulder. Her mind took her to wonderfully dangerous places, imagining a bikini clad Callie lying on the beach, the sun dancing across her skin. It would be anything but safe.
With drinks finally in hand, Callie lead Arizona to the closest empty booth. "After you." She indicated for the blonde to slide in before her, a bit sad at the loss of contact when Arizona let go of her hand.
"So Calliope," Arizona began, her confidence now back in full force. "Do you always go around perving on half dressed babysitters?" Her cheeky smile letting Callie know that she was only teasing.
"Just the pretty ones." Callie winked at Arizona, dropping into the seat beside her.
A/N: Please don't hate me, sorry that it took so long... This chapter clearly didn't want to be published, every time I tried to put it up, my internet shut down - sorry...
I'm a little stuck as to where to go from here, so any suggestions would be great! I could end it here if you want?