A/N This has taken a little longer than we had hoped but we are back now. The response to this story has been more than we had expected and you are all very great. Thank you to those who have taken the time to read and to review. It's nice to read what people think and we love hearing from you. We just want to say that we know what we want to do in this story and have an end plan and a majority of it IS already written. This is a Callie and Arizona story, there's no doubt about that. And we can't give you all the answers straight away or it's not worth writing. It'd be very short, dull chapters and not worth reading. Everything will come together in the end so stick with us please and thank you again.

Thank you to Zoe who beta'd this for us and Gene you're both awesome. We know you both have been really busy and we appreciate all you do for us. Please we hope you enjoy. Sadie & Nic

Chapter 3: Eeny Meeny Miny HO

Summer Rain Was Pouring Down

As her back hit the wall, she felt hands roaming above the material hungrily trying to find flesh. It was hurried, lips were sloppy and rushed. She started to feel trapped, her heart racing out of control, the wall not allowing her escape. Pulling herself away from the attacking mouth she managed to move her head to the side as she slid along the wall directing them to her door.

"Abby…" Arizona's neck automatically leaned into the embrace as she felt her skin reconnect with the lips. Closing her eyes she wanted to feel, but nothing as usual…just numb. "Abby … stop please, I think we should say goodnight." Abby stopped what she was doing to look into the sad blue eyes.

"Oh. I thought we were having fun?" Abby gave Arizona a teasingly, sexy smile.

"We were. We are …I'm just really tired and it's been a long day at the hospital." Arizona lied. She actually had the day off. It had been a couple of days since Sofia left and after her daughters surprise phone call she just wanted to try make her brain stop. She wanted to stop thinking, so when she got a call from Abby asking if she wanted to go out for a drink she thought it would be a good way to try and stop thinking about Callie.

"Do you want me to come in and help you relax…" Abby tried to move in for a kiss again but Arizona managed to find the handle of her door, twisting it hoping and praying that Karev was still there. As the door opened flying backwards and the supporting surface disappeared, Arizona felt herself falling into the surprised arms of her colleague who had came to investigate the scratching at the door.

"Robbins, I thought you were gone for the night?" Karev watched as Arizona gave him a look that could kill. "Oh well, while you're here I could really use your help with something?" Karev quicly spat out as he could read help clearly in her eyes.

"Yeah…really! I'll be right there. Abby I'm sorry," Arizona hunched her shoulders in an apologetic expression. "Work issues, you know how it is."

"Oh okay, well you know where I'll be if you want to hook up." Abby leant over giving Arizona a final lingering kiss and whispered in her ear as she backed off. "Call me sometime, Sexy?"

As Arizona closed the door she rested her back against the door as it shut.

"You owe me!" Karev picked up his stuff and began shuffling it into his bag.

"You don't have to go, I'll just go into my room. I told you that it was fine to prepare for your presentation here. I know that Yang is driving you crazy just now." Arizona walked over to hang her jacket up.

"Dude it's fine, I've finished what I need to. Yang's getting ready for your flight tomorrow I suggest you wind down and some sleep too." Alex smiled at his mentor as he watched her face scrunch up in nerves from her impending flight. "You'll be fine." He squeezed her shoulder before leaving her standing in the room alone.

After locking up for the night, she moved into the bedroom taking a quick glance at the packed suitcase sitting in the corner ready for the next days journey. What was she doing? Was she really flying all the way to Pennsylvania for her daughter or was it the fact that Callie was moving on. How dare she…how dare she be annoyed that Callie was happy.

"I let you go…I made you go!" Arizona reminded herself as she stripped down to her underwear and climbed under her covers.

She tried to sleep. Squeezing her eyes shut, she counted sheep. She made pre-flight lists. She tried everything but sleep wouldn't come. Going to her fallback plan to get to sleep, she slid her hand between her legs but ... nothing causing her to quickly abanon her attempts; she had just been out with a beautiful woman. She had met Abby at a bar, and had gone out with her a few times. She was funny and sexy, had a habit of saying the most inappropriately dirty things…but she made Arizona laugh. It was nice to have the contact, the comfort in another persons embrace but Arizona felt nothing. She had spent the better part of an hour getting hot and heavy with the woman who definitely knew what she was doing... yet nothing, not a bit of arousal. It's scary how your brain can affect you, you would think a touch, a kiss can open the floodgates, but nothing. Arizona had been used to feeling nothing, ever since her. That was the last time she had managed release with another person and even then it wasn't anything that Boswell had done because Arizona used her, she had control. It was all Arizona. She made the first move, she topped her and then she left her lying there wanting more.

When Arizona started to date again and the time came that she needed some connection other than just physical, she found that she couldn't feel even when she did take control. Whether it be guilt or Karma as Arizona told herself, her head was just not in the game. She had lost count of the number of dates she had been on that at the end of the night had resulted in her getting off by her own hand. It was almost a pleasure-pain experience. She didn't know why she did it, maybe it was just to feel something, anything at all.

It has to be said that when a person needs a lubricant there has to be something wrong because if you're truly in the right mind frame your body does all that is needed. In the beginning, she found she would just use her fingers with lubricant but she could keep going for hours and still nothing would give her release. She was at her wits end, she just needed to feel something and the first time she used her vibrator in this way it had been that the need was greater than the build up and found herself keeping the vibrations direct on her clit; it was painful and enjoyable in equal measures. She just wanted it quick, to feel...something. With the addition of two fingers pushed deep, no movement, her muscles tightened pulling them deeper. As the pulse from her clit began to throb from the vibrations she turned her fingers slowly lightly brushing the patch of soft silk that sent her crashing down, her body jolting in pleasure and pain. Tears fell but not from the pain, it was for the simple fact that she was not broken and that gave her hope.

When she had walked into her room that was what she was going to do, she needed to relax. All frustrated and full of tension, but looking at the suitcase reminded why she was going. Callie. That night she went to sleep with Callie very much in her mind. Her exhausted mind finally drifted quicker than she had in awhile at these thoughts. She was safe, where she wanted to be in Callie's arms. The sensation of ghosted fingertips traced up her arm, to her neck and then down her back. Lips played lightly on exposed skin, Arizona found herself softly moaning as she continued to feel Callies touch, remembering how it was. Hazily she brought her own hand to feel the lace material of her bra. Rolling her fingertips over the top she made connection with a painfully hard nipple. Shifting her body as she hissed, biting her lip as she felt the heat at her thighs.

Starting to stir, her moans intensified as she continued to be more aware of what she was thinking about. Callie's lips teasing her body, the cool air nipping at the wet areas left by the beautiful woman. Bringing her fingers slowly down to her waist she sucked in air as the tips made contact with the moisture as her hand disappeared under the rim.

"Oh God, Callie I need you!" Arizona shakily breathed out as she slid her fingers in to feel the soft flesh that instantly wanted more. Bringing her head back, arching into the pillow, fists clenching the sheets underneath trying to get the right angles.

"Oh baby, please...Callie." Her fingers dove deeper, thrusting in a steady rhythm making contact with her engorged clit. Starting to feel that pulse almost twitch sensation, that builds...intensifies with every thrust she started to feel herself come undone. She couldn't keep the movement going as her orgasm took hold, as she came down from the height she had just climbed Arizona sobbed, tears ran down her face and as her body released her hand she rolled over onto her side trying to take any comfort that the duvet could bring her.

"I made her go..."

Polly Put the Kettle On...

"Dr. Torres, the babysitter has dropped your daughter off and she's been taken to the cafeteria. His Royal Highness is feeding her sweets and sitting with her until you can join them." The small nurse stood at the door and spoke through her mask she was holding up at her mouth.

"Thank you Polly, just finishing. Dr. Fisher would you mind closing for me. Monitor the post-ops and let me know when Mrs. Fenton wakes up. I'll be in the cafeteria if anyone needs me urgently." Callie turned to her resident and watched as his eyes lit up at the opportunity she was giving to him. Polly held the door open for Callie as she made her way toward her to scrub out.

"Soooooo Dr. Torres." She teased. "I heard someone was being treated to a fancy pants dinner tonight." Polly smiled brightly at Callie who began to laugh.

"Yeah, being wined and dined, a girl could just get used to it … and maybe a little 'somethin' somethin' later," Callie chuckled and raised her eyebrows as Polly faked a shocked face. "Just need to finish my shift. Barbara's going to sit in with Sofia tonight." Polly was Callie's personal PA. A few years ago Callie won the prestigious Sarish Dolowaward for her work with cartilage repair and regeneration. The treatment of cartilage injuries remains one of the most difficult challenges in medicine and the hospital gave Callie assistance in hopes to placate her needs here as she was sought after by even better hospitals. She was starting to need someone to do the less important tasks of her job and in came Polly her very own Physician's Assistant. The woman was easy to talk to and they often spoke in the OR and out eventually leading to a strong friendship. They were of similar ages, held the same taste in music, and her son was in the same class as Sofia so it was easy that their kids became best friends too.

"I must admit I'm jealous as hell. That's some set up you have there. I wish my ex's Mom would babysit as much as yours." Polly scoffed.

"I know, I love Barbara to bits. I don't think I would have ever been able to make this work here without her. Both of my in-laws, ex-in-laws are a blessing. Barb allows me to get on with my work here and she flies with Sofia back and forth between here and Seattle. She's not my mother and she has no blood ties to Sofia but yet she continues to be this shining light. Never any questions asked or judgements passed." Callie sighed as she turned the tap off and Polly threw her a towel. "She's going to pick Sofia from here at five thirty, she had an appointment to attend. I already spoke to the Chief and she said it's fine for Sof to hang around as long as she behaves this time."

"Yeah I think the Chief is pretty awesome, working mothers unite." Polly laughed. "Just wanted to say have a goooooood night and try to have fun Dr. Torres, let your hair down and you can tell me all the good stuff in surgery tomorrow. Zac's back at school so I'm back on your rotation full-time."

Callie watched as Polly disappeared out of the scrub room. Looking at her watch she realized that ten minutes had passed, gathering the rest of her stuff together she left the room also.

The King and I

"Mommy!" Callie smiled as she saw her daughter bounding toward her arms out getting ready to leap. When she was close enough she jumped into her mothers arms and held on tight.

"How are you doing my little minion, has His Highness been feeding you sugar again?" Callie laughed as she saw the large brown eyes of her daughter looking at her, excitement very much present.

"Maybe a little." Sofia held her hand up pinching her fingers together showing her mother her version of a small amount. "We are going to have so much fun tonight. The teacher taught us a new song today and I'm gonna teach you." Sofia clapped her hands excitedly.

"Oh Baby, it will have to be another night. Gramma's coming to get you before my shift ends. Tony's taking me out tonight because we never got out the other night, remember? We discussed this. I'm going to go grab something quick for my lunch, do you want ice cream? Have you actually eaten real food yet?" Callie looked over to witness the last of a sugar donut coating far from innocent looking male lips.

"I had pasta shapes." Sofia watched as that answer was accepted by her mother as she turned toward the salad bar. Sofia slammed herself down on the bench unhappy at the news that her mother was ditching her for Tony.

"Cheer up Kid, give your mom a break. She's been really busy lately and deserves some free time. That's why I'm covering for her and unless something major happens she shall go to the ball … right?" He could see Sofia sitting there fuming that she did not have her mother's undivided attention, again. He was unaware that Callie was making her way back to the table until he heard both his pager and Callie's sound. Rolling his eyes at the annoying noise Sofia watched as he pulled out the little black box. She had seen her mother's one when it sat on her dresser but to be honest, paid it very little attention. It had no games on it so she didn't care.

"Ortho consult, I got it." Callie sang cheerfully, her excitement for seeing Tony tonight grew as it had been a few days since the awkward Sofia meeting, and because of both schedules, stolen glances were all they had managed. "Would you mind taking Sofia around to my office? The TV and some games are in there to keep her occupied. I'll get this one, since you're doing me a favor tonight." Callie smiled at her friend as she reached for the last doughnut he shoved it into his mouth greeting Callie with a sparkled sugar smile.

Once Sofia saw Callie had left. She smiled sweetly. "Your Majesty, what's that?" She pointed at the pager.

"It's a pager Princess Sof. It tells us where and when we are needed."

"How does it work?" She asked picking it up and looking intently at it; she of course knew what it was but how it worked was her real angle here.

"Well there are different codes, so if someone needs someone from Ortho then they send a message to this box and everyone else with an ortho code. We all have our own code so if someone wanted to contact just me they would enter my code and then a short message like 911 the pit. 911 means its urgent and the pit is the Emergency Room where traumas come in and need immediate attention..."

"So how do you know all the different people's codes, that would be really confusing!" Sofia acted daft. She was raised by Callie Torres and Arizona Robbins, there was no way she was anything but a brilliant child but daft got her what she wanted; pure manipulation was the name of her game.

"Oh, it can be really confusing trying to remember all the different ones but I know your mommy's off by heart. But the nurses keep a list at their station." Sofia smiled at this information as she watched what pocket the pager disappeared into.

"I'm ready to watch some TV now please ... piggy back ride for the princess, Your Majesty." Sofia giggle as she was scooped up and the two made their way from the cafeteria.

911...What's your Emergency

Sofia sat in her mother's office, she had lined herself up so that it looked as though she was watching the television but she was watching the nurses' station. Looking down into her lap she looked at the pager she had acquired from his pocket. Now all she needed was Polly to leave the desk so she could go find the list. There was an alarm from one of the rooms and Sofia watched as Polly took off down the hall, random people left the hall too. It was time to make her move. Running over to the desk she found the laminated sheet titled: Pager Codes. Taking down the code next to her mother's name on a piece of paper, she took down some of the abbreviated words like the 911 she had been told.

Getting herself settled back into the office, Sofia sent a '911 the pit' message to her mother and then began the coloring book her mother had laying around just for her in her office.. Twenty minutes passed when she heard her mother's voice.

"Do you know who paged me to the Pit? I got a 911 to go down there and no one's owning up to it." Callie watched as Polly shook her head, she almost growled as her pager went off again with the same 911 page, this time to OR 4.. Callie spun on her heels and marched off down the hall. Sofia smiled, this was definitely going to keep her mom busy and a busy Dr. Torres meant there'd be no ball for her tonight.

Sofia was sitting quietly, she knew that her Gramma would be here for her soon. Looking to the clock on the wall her attention was taken as her very pissed off mother came charging toward the nurses station with The Royal Asshole Himself, in her sights.

"Really, do you not know how to answer your fricken pager, I thought you were helping me out?" Callie growled as her pager went off again and she threw it at her colleague. "I'm done, not going on anymore wild goose chases around the fricken hospital...your turn pal!"

"Sorry Torres, I must have misplaced my pager." He patted down his pockets coming up empty. "Look give me yours for now." Looking down at his watch he noted the time. "It's thirty minutes till both of your shifts are finished, go I got this." Callie almost yelped as she wrapped her arms around him before taking off, uncharacteristically, giddily skipping in a very un-badass way, down the hall shouting thank you in her trail of excitement of her impending evening.

Sofia huffed, as she looked down at the pager she realised that she had turned it over. She smirked as she saw that there was two codes stuck to the back by tape. One was her mothers the other was Tony's. Typing in the code and then 911 the pit, Sofia smiled. This game had just gone into overtime.

Sofia for the Win...

Sitting charting, he was concentrating hard on his notes and didn't notice Callie standing at the desk with her face tripping her. After a minute, Callie slumped her body down on the chair next to him giving him the fright of his life. She laughed when the yelp left his mouth.

"Callie! What the fuck? Why are you not gone yet?" He tried to steady his heart rate back down to an acceptable level.

"Tony got paged to the pit; turns out that a HUGE trauma came in and now my date is elbows deep in some roofer's gut. I'm just up to get Sofia, I phoned Barbara and told her she didn't have to come. Looks like I have super fantastic plans of listening to a crazy cat dying in a oven all night!" Callie huffed.

"You don't have a cat?" He looked confused, it had been a long day and his head wasn't playing the game.

"My daughter doofus...she appears to have got her fathers vocal cords and his singing ability left a lot to be desired. Okay, I'm going to get my daughter before I never get to leave."

Sofia tried not to look happy that it was Callie taking her home and when the were passing the nurses station Sofia ran up to say her goodbyes.

"Your Majesty, you dropped this in Mommy's office, I found it under the chair." Sofia passed him his pager and gave him a sweet smile as Callie shook her head and snatched her own pager from the desk and walked away. "Goodnight Your Majesty!"

Cristina and The Case Of The Carry-on Luggage

"I have never been so mortified in my entire life." Arizona still sat head in her hands as she felt Cristina sit down next to her. She heard the glass slide along the table stopping as the cold glass hit the skin on the back of her hand. "Really Cristina why would you tell Sofia we were coming? No wonder I haven't flown since..."

"Oh my God, that was the funniest thing I've seen in ages. I seriously thought you were going to hit him with it." Cristina snickered as she took a drink from one of several glasses she had sat down on the table. Arizona looked up through squinted eyes showing that she did not find the same humor in it and downed the glass at her hands. "Though that man was an asshole; personally I would have hit him with it if I had one. Now drink up this will settle your nerves. Last time you were on one of these 'aaaaaaaaaaah' " Cristina made a signal with her hands mocking the crash, pretty much the same way you would when feeding a child with the pretend aircraft spoon. Her hand continued onto her next glass as she downed that in one gulp.

"You really are twisted. You only had to remove your shoes and belt, that wasn't a hardship. I thought they didn't do that… I thought they had something that can scan you or something. It was embarrassing enough having to take it off but getting me to stand there balancing like a freak while everyone watched. That was just mean." Taking another glass and drinking the contents, Arizona looked over to Cristina whom started laughing again.

"You had to be wearing a pink shirt too because all I could see with you balancing there was a flamingo. It's your own fault Miss Peppy if you hadn't of tried to make a joke about carrying explosives in your leg then you wouldn't have had to go through the added swab checks. Now drink up because of your freak-out at security the plane will be boarding soon." Cristina took her third drink and drank it down without even a grimace as the alcohol burned her throat. Reaching over she took Arizona's third and fourth drinks and mixed them into the one glass. "Here drink this and then you'll need that last one to take the taste of it away." Cristina pointed to the last drink as her words began to slur. Watching as Arizona did what she was told she planted two hands on the table and began to lift herself before stopping and looking at Arizona quizzically. "Wait, have you ever walked on that thing drunk before…I can get you a luggage trolley because there's no way in hell I'm carrying your drunk ass."

"Oh Ha Ha, I'll have you know I'm an expert, had plenty of practice in walking mind numbingly drunk since I fucked up my life." Arizona drank the last of her drinks trying not to gag like one does at the endof nasty drinks…but she failed sticking out her tongue in disgust. "That was revolting, are you finally going to make your move with alcohol poisoning? I always thought that when you found out what I did to Callie you'd, I don't know…stab me with a scalpel." Arizona hiccuped as she looked at Cristina who was still mulling over the revelation that Arizona had drank to ease her sorrow.

Cristina was Callie's friend, she liked nothing more than winding the peppy peds surgeon up but she made Callie happy and she had a good working relationship with her so she was okay in her book. When Callie came to her and asked her to buy her shares from her and not to ask any questions, Cristina could see the hurt in her friends eyes and she never pushed the subject. Cristina was perceptive enough to have figured it out, and she knew Callie's past; she knew how much crap Callie had taken over her decision to remove the leg and she knew that the rumor mill was wrong about the golden couple just not being able to get over it. Maybe it was the fact that Owen had done it to her that she somehow knew, but she either way, she that Callie would only ever give Arizona up for one reason. Callie never did tell her and she kept the conversation with Arizona professional while everything was going on. When she made her dig in the boardroom about Callie she had intentionally done it to gauge Arizona response. She had wanted Arizona to fight for Callie, but the woman packed her off to Pennsylvania. At first she had thought it was so she could have her relationship with the home wrecker and she hated her, Cristina was losing one of her best friends. Eventually, watching Arizona hide within her work, she didn't seem to have a life out of the hospital. Removing herself from her emotions where the blonde was concerned she actually saw what Arizona had done, she had given Callie a reason to live and move on and she could see that it hurt her but she didn't think that she drank to numb herself.

"You did a stupidly bad thing Arizona, doesn't make you a bad person. What makes you a stupid person is that it's taken you this long plus the threat of Tony with his big manly man arms holding the love of your life to spur you into life again." Starting to walk away she didn't wait for Arizona who was trying to shuffle herself from between the table and chair.

"I'm doing this for Sofia only, Cristina…and Tony could be a woman, Sofia only said a name…So…so be quiet." Arizona managed to catch up with the woman as the both made their way to the boarding gate.

"Yeah, sure you are. You still love her Arizona you're just stupid, actually you're both just stupid. You're both bull headed, standing waving red at each other instead of actually having a grown up conversation. I locked Owen in with me and no matter how much it hurt he told me everything, we talked we got over it. Okay, we didn't last because I can't give him what he wanted, but we talked and we are still friends." Cristina stopped just before she reached the air attendant's desk and turned to face Arizona. "Look, we'll go if you have no feelings for Callie, that's fine, we are going to support your daughter. But maybe the two of you can finally talk to each other; if Callie is serious about this man then you have to make a decision."

"Oh my God Cristina, I haven't seen her in years…what can I say to her? Why did it have to be a man? I shouldn't be annoyed by that, I let her go. This is my punishment. I never deserved her. I've hurt her time after time. I can't do this, I can't see her. Everything is going to come rushing back, oh God I think I might hyperventilate…I can't get on the plane. What if it crashes and I don't survive this time and I never get to tell her I'm sorry." Drunkenly rambling, Arizona started to panic as Cristina grabbed her arm and pulled her toward the attendant's desk.

"Hello there... will there be alcohol on this flight and can I buy ear plugs?" Turning to catch Arizona shake her head and roll her eyes as the girl at the desk said yes to both, Cristina turned back around to face the girl with a slight smirk on her face.

"Now, does the leg go down as carry-on luggage?"