Wednesday came and biology came with it. The class meets only Monday and Wednesday, the latter being a much shorter day with just lecture and no lab. Even still, Callie and Arizona were again dreading it. Dr. Webber is a brilliant man and an incredible professor, yet all Arizona can concentrate on is stopping herself from turning around and looking at Callie, and all Callie could do was stare at Arizona hoping she would turn around and just look at her so she could tell Arizona that she broke up with Cameron and they could be together. The class ended and everyone filed out of the room, Arizona and Callie being the last two in the room. Arizona was a few steps away from the door when Callie called to her from where she was standing.

"Arizona." Arizona stopped but didn't turn around to face Callie. "I miss you."

It was all Callie could manage to get out. She wanted to say so much more, but Cameron was only one reason they couldn't be together. Arizona had other reasons that still stood, so "I miss you" was as far as Callie would go.

"I miss you too." Arizona said and continued walking, leaving Callie alone yet again.

"Hey! Do you know if Tim's bringing alcohol or should I get some?"

Tim would be there the next day and he and Teddy were determined to help Arizona feel better like any best friend and brother would. Arizona didn't say anything in return, but rather walked further into the room and flopped face first onto her bed.

"Arizona?"

Arizona's voice was muffled by the pillow she still had her face buried in.

"I'm not drinking or going out or anything this weekend Teddy."

"Oh sure. You just want to, what? Wallow in your misery and pout about Callie all weekend?"

"Or forever." Arizona turned on her side and looked at Teddy for a reaction. She was only half kidding, but she said it with a pout and a smirk. Teddy just rolled her eyes and gave a small chuckle before studying her friend's face for a moment. She was considering something and evidently made up her mind because she began talking.

"I'm not sure if this will hurt or help, but today I heard that Callie and Cameron broke up."

Arizona shot up. "What did you hear? What happened? Did she break up with him or the other way around?"

"All I heard was they broke up. That's it."

Arizona slumped back down on her bed and grumbled. "It doesn't matter either way I guess. She told me she missed me yesterday, but didn't tell me she and Cameron broke up or that she wanted me. She probably just meant she missed me as a friend. I'm an awesome friend."

"And I'm an awesome friend which is why we're going back to that club tomorrow night."

"Taking me back to where I blew my chance with Callie doesn't sound awesome at all."

"Yeah, well it's the only lesbian bar around here and it'll be fun so we're going."

"You're not going to let this idea go are you?"

"Not a chance." Teddy winked at Arizona.

"Not that I care or anything, but what's going on with you Callie? You're exactly where you were when I left for classes this morning. Did you even go to your classes?"

"I'm sick. I couldn't go."

"I'm not going to push you to talk. If you want to I'll listen, but if you don't I'm just as fine with that."

Callie always liked the relationship she had with Cristina. They got along, but weren't best friends, they had a mutual respect and liking that made them great roommates. They never really talked about personal things, but Callie processes things by talking. She had had Cameron and Arizona, but now she didn't have anyone to talk to and this was all a lot to process. And apparently she really needed to talk because once she started she kept going and was pacing the floor not being able to stop. Cristina didn't even have a chance to react to anything because so many different things were being spurted out of the quick talking Callie.

"You were right about Arizona and me. I just hadn't realized it yet, not consciously. I think I liked her, was attracted to her, the first time I saw her. God she's so hot you know? And I did know, but not really. And then she was gay and then you said how we seemed like we were together, but I thought, you know, maybe I just have mommy issues. We were never close at all so maybe I was looking for intimacy with another woman. That freaked me out because I mean, that's weird and freaky, but then I thought about kissing Arizona and being with her and that's not freaky, that's be perfect. And I want that so I told her that I wanted to be with her, but I was still with Cameron and Arizona thinks I'm just confused, which I still am. I mean I've only been with men, but Arizona told me to figure it out on my own. I broke up with Cameron, but I still don't think she wants me. I'm a baby gay or bi or whatever I am. I mean have you ever thought about going down on a girl? It's kind of terrifying at first, nerve-wracking, but then I thought about the girl being Arizona and it wasn't so scary, but it was, because what if I don't like it? What if I'm really bad? What if I try and I can't get her off?"

Callie finally ran out of breath. She was breathing hard and looked terrifying. Callie looked panicked, but her face was nothing compared to Cristina's. Cristina sat there on her bed with her back thankfully against the wall; she would've fallen over if she didn't have the support. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were wide. What had she unleashed? Callie sounded like she as in the middle of an asthma attack or was about to knock herself out from lack of and then a desperate attempt to regain oxygen. The sound shook Cristina out of her frozen state.

"Oh-uh, um..oh-okay." Cristina's previous expression was now on Callie's face. "Just breathe." Cristina got up and approached Callie cautiously. She put her hand gently on Callie's back and lead her to her bed. "Just breathe. Here, sit down. Just keep breathing." Cristina went back and sat on her bed across the small room from Callie's. "It's okay. I-uh-I'm sure you will do fine when the time comes?"

Callie's breathing had settled and she looked at Cristina incredulously. Cristina was really willing to talk to Callie-even about this.

"You could always try it out first, see if that's something you might be- you might want. There are bars you could go to-"

"Yeah, there's one close by. I went there with Arizona and Teddy. Clearly that didn't work out too well."

"So? Try again."

"I am not going to a bar by myself. That's just depressing, not to mention dangerous."

A few moments of silence passed before Cristina broke it with what sounded like a very painful and frustrated moan. She didn't say anything when Callie looked at her questioningly, but picked up her phone and put it up to her ear.

"Mer? Yeah, you'll never guess where we're going tomorrow night."

Tim arrived the next day and dragged his sister's butt out of bed. They went shopping and got Arizona a hot new outfit for that night and Arizona successfully avoided any conversation surrounding Callie. Tim knew how Arizona felt about Callie, he probably knew as much about Callie as Arizona did from their many conversations about her. He figured he'd leave Arizona in her avoidance land for the day and if tonight didn't help enough, they'd talk tomorrow. Also avoiding the topic of the woulda, coulda, shoulda relationship were Cristina, Meredith, and Callie. Meredith and Cristina, however, were the ones trying to avoid it, scared that after last night what might pour out of Callie's mouth. Meredith gave some judgmental looks and jokes, but she just wasn't used to it, she'd come around. Being hurt and abandoned? She could relate to that and planned to get Callie very drunk and dancing very much. A dance party can fix anything.

When getting ready Meredith and Cristina even helped Callie pick out an outfit - a tight, short, strapless, black dress. Meredith and Cristina got ready too, dressing with a lot more fabric than Callie's body held. After they were dressed and ready Callie came out of the bathroom, dressed, hair straightened, and with fierce makeup on – eyes darkened and lips popping red.

"Damn girl you're not playing." Cristina had a bemused smirk. Callie always looked great, she's beautiful in general, but this was a whole new level.

"Wow you're hot. Like dirty, sexy hot." Cristina and Callie just looked at Meredith. "What?"

Callie laughed and Cristina poured three shots of tequila – tonight was going to be interesting.

Two floors down a similar scene was playing out. Arizona was wearing her new red corset-like top,tight dark jeans, and black high heeled knee high boots. She even topped it off with her brand new black leather jacket. Teddy was curling Arizona's hair, trying, but failing to stop her eyes from wandering to Arizona's breasts.

"I never thought I'd have to tell you this, but eyes on my face, or better yet my hair. I smell it starting to burn."

Teddy released Arizona's hair from the curling iron.

"Sorry, sorry. It's just – damn do I need to get one of those. Your boobs are normally bigger than mine, but I did not know those were possible."

"Yeah Teddy you should get one." Teddy and Arizona both scoffed at Tim, Teddy giving him a smack to his arm.
"You should really watch what you say to someone holding a burning hot stick." Teddy held it towards Tim playfully and Tim put his hand s up in defense, chuckling.

"Okay, Okay. I'm sorry. Are you guys going to be ready any time soon?"

"In a rush to get to the gay club, are you Tim?"

"Heck yes. You keep saying you get hit on incessantly Teddy, I just want to see you in action."

"If you're nice I might even give you one of the drinks I get." Arizona and Tim both rolled their eyes dramatically. "There are too many Robbins' in this room, girl can't get a break."

"Oh please, you love being with us. Is my hair done yet?"

"Just one more…there you're good."

"Alright ladies let's take a couple quick shots and get out of here."

Meredith, Cristina, and Callie had been at the club for about twenty minutes and a few girls had already hit on Callie. Callie turned them all down and just danced with Cristina and Meredith. "The Twisted Sisters" as Owen called them headed to the bar to take shots, Callie only momentarily behind them because a girl was giving Callie her number. When Callie came up to the bar next to them and threw the crumpled paper down Meredith smoothed it out and showed it to Cristina, the two staring at Callie wordlessly.

"What?" Callie knew why they were giving her these looks, but it was easier to just play dumb. Cristina knew Callie's ignorance was feigned.

"'What?' Seriously? Look at us." Cristina jestured between Meredith and herself. "Do we look like we want to be here? We came to help you get your freak on with some sapphic hottie, not to watch you turn a bunch of girls down."

Meredith turned and ordered more drinks as Callie started talking.

"None of them are my type. We're having fun, let's just hang out."

"That's the lamest excuse ever. That last one had blue eyes and blonde hair. If I'm not mistaken, that's exactly your type."

"She just reminded me of Arizona and that just depresses me because I'd rather be with Arizona than anyone in here."

"No more talking about her. You need to get over her. That's why we're here. She turned you down, these girls want you."

Meredith handed Callie and Cristina shots and said, "Callie, you're going to take this shot. You're going to go back out and dance. You're going to get hit on, and this time you're going to embrace it and flirt back. Alright?"

Callie looked back at the dance floor before agreeing and throwing back the shot. She looked back at the dance floor and saw a beautiful red head looking at her. Callie took a deep breath and with a small nudge moved toward the woman now smiling brighter. They fell right into each other's movements and Callie was enjoying it. For the first time in a long while her mind wasn't hooked on Arizona. Cristina and Meredith watched as Callie moved toward the woman and were now smiling at each other over their success. Cristina's smile however, disappeared completely only a moment later. Meredith was confused by her friend's sudden shift and followed her gaze to the entrance of the club.

"Oh crap." Meredith murmured. "This is going to kill her."

Tim, Teddy, and Arizona had just walked in. The three glanced around the club before making their way to a table. When Arizona was walking up to the bar to get drinks she saw Cristina and Meredith staring at her. She walked up to them with a confused laugh.

"Uh, hi guys. Are Derek and Owen here too or-?" Meredith and Cristina weren't amused by Arizona's joking and stayed straight faced. "Okay, well I'll just get my drinks then."

Arizona turned to leave when Cristina broke in with the words Arizona was hoping not to hear.

"We're here with Callie. We decided to take her out and help her cheer up. Apparently she's not lesbian enough so she wanted more experience."

Arizona cringed knowing how stupid she had been. Arizona had wanted to apologize and talk to Callie, but her fear of Callie rejecting her stopped her. She knew she had been harsh, but hearing that Callie was still upset about her and not Cameron gave her some hope. As long as Callie wasn't done with her, she still had a chance; and them both being here on the same night by chance, that had to mean something right?

"I know she might not want to, but do you think she'd talk to me? I just need a couple minutes."

Cristina was torn. She knew Arizona had hurt her friend, but she also knew that Callie wanted Arizona more than anything. She didn't know what would be best for Callie. This was part of the reason she didn't get close to many people, all of a sudden you have to make choices that impact them when all you should be focused on is yourself. Meredith apparently didn't have such a thoughtful drunken mind and pointed to Callie on the dance floor.

"You can try; red over there might shove her tongue down Callie's throat before you get over there though."

Arizona's eyes locked on Callie as Meredith's words hit her. It was as if someone had taken a wooden bat right to her face. She felt the painful heat rise in her cheeks.

All Callie was thinking about was this pretty red head whose hands were on her hips, grinding up and down her body, making her feel wanted. The girls here were good for Callie's ego, making her feel lusted after and desirable, but beyond that they didn't do much for her. Callie scanned her eyes over this woman bottom to top, but froze when she saw familiar blue eyes staring at her over this stranger's shoulder.

"Arizona…" Callie mumbled out, keeping eye contact with Arizona.

The red head stopped her movements and looked at her dancing partner's face.

"That's an interesting name, Arizona. Mine's Kim."

Callie broke contact with Arizona and shook out her head looking back at Kim with an unfocused look.

"What?"

"Arizona is a unique name. I've never heard of anything like it, it's really beautiful."

"Yeah, it is." Callie looked past the red head seeking out the woman actually named Arizona, but all she found were the two friends she came with. Arizona had been the one to reject Callie and she gave no reason for Callie to think she should forgive Arizona and try again, but there was something in Arizona's eyes that told Callie just that.

"I'm sorry Kim, I really enjoyed dancing with you and you are very pretty, but I have to go."

In a second Callie was asking Meredith and Cristina where Arizona went and what she had said.

"She said she wanted to talk to you, but she left after she saw you with red. I don't know where she went."

Processing Cristina's words Callie frantically looked around the room and was relieved to see Teddy and the man she recognized from pictures as Tim. She knew where Arizona went and rushed past them to get there.