Supercrossed.

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I hope you all had an awesome Christmas and got everything y'all wanted and had a wicked time.

And now I'd like to be the first to say Merry Christmas 2012, I hope you enjoy it even more... Lol x

So I slept all day yesterday, hence no update, but I hopes you's like this one.

Enjoy =] x

Chapter Thirty.

Arizona POV.

I'm awoken by the bright Miami sunlight streaming through the windows. My eyes open slowly as I take in my surroundings. The cream walls, white curtains swaying in the morning breeze, drifting through the large glass doubles doors, the solid oak interior doors, leading to different rooms in the bedroom.

I try to sit up, but can't. I twist my head to face Calliope, her legs draped over me and her arms wrapped around my mid-section, as tight as possible with her being asleep. I lean froward slowly and brush my lightly against hers after a few minutes.

"You know, it's kinda creepy to watch a person sleep." She mumbles as her eyes open to find mine, "Good morning Beautiful." I lean forward again, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. I pull back and moan out,

"Mmm …. Morning yourself." And then reattach my mouth to hers, while rolling on top of her.

We are soon interrupted by a knock at the door. I slide to Callie's side and pull the covers up, even though we're both clothed, as Callie shouts at whoever to come in.

My arm is laying over her stomach, my head resting on her shoulder, with her arm wrapped behind me, her delicate fingers tracing invisible patterns along my upper arm.

"Ahhh, don't you two look adorable." I hear as I feel the end of the bed dip from the added weight.

"What do you want Aria?" Callie questions, clearly annoyed at the interruption. I squeeze closer to her and feel her relax a little.

"Dad told me, to tell you two, that he wants to have a chat some time with Arizona...Alone." She adds at the end and I immediately tense into Calliope's side.

"Why? What's he planning?" She interrogates.

"I don't know." Aria says exasperated, "I'm just the messenger." I then hear the door close as she makes her exit.

Callie manoeuvres herself so she's facing me, both of us lying on our sides. She sighs. She kisses me tenderly before saying she'll talk to her father, find out what he wants. She must still sense my anxiety because she rolls us over, so she's hovering above me. Using one hand to hold most of her weight, her other finds mine. Our fingers intertwine, eyes connected in a deep stare. She whispers, not breaking eye contact,

"I promise. I'll talk to him, tell him to go easy on you. If he doesn't I'll ..."

"You'll what, Calliope?" I question jokingly.

"I don't know yet. Haven't thought that far ahead." She laughs easing more of my tension.

"I love you." I say staring at her, adoringly.

"I love you too." She replies, bringing our lips together.

…

We're soon making our way down the large wooden staircase. Hands intertwined as we enter the kitchen. Callie walks me to a seat at the kitchen counter, places a kiss to my cheek and goes to grab us both a cup of coffee. Returning with my cup she hands it to me. I place it down and pull her back in-between my legs, her back resting on my chest. I nuzzle her neck and whisper a thank you before placing a soft kiss to her tanned skin, laying my head on her shoulder, resting my cheek on hers. We hear a couple of ahh's as Calliope turns her head and captures my lips in a soft, tender, loving kiss, pulling away with a shy smile on her face. My eyes are locked on hers as I whisper an 'I love you'.

"I love you too Baby." She says placing another kiss to my cheek, my chin resting once again on her shoulder.

"Morning girls."

"Morning Mama." "Morning Mrs. Torres." Me and Calliope speak at the same time.

"I told you, call me Lucia." She joke scolds me.

"Morning Lucia." I correct. "Mr. Torres." I say gesturing a hand motion to the man, not wanting to unwrap my arms from around my beautiful latina.

"Morning Papi. Where is everyone else?" Calliope questions.

"Oh Mark and Addison wanted to show Lexie and Teddy around Miami, so they headed out a little over an hour ago." Lucia responds. Mr. Torres soon chimes in.

"So, what are you girls up to today?"

"Um, we were just going to hang out and relax, spend some time together." Calliope beams as she answers the question, a smile adoring my face as I see her face light up at the thought of spending time with me. Mr. Torres looks across at us and gives a small nod before returning to his paper. A silence soon falls upon the kitchen as we wait for him to say something else, all of us knowing it's coming. Some time later he lays the paper down on the table and looks to me. He smiles.

"May I have a word with you please, Arizona?" He asks politely. Callie steps in.

"Daddy, please don't." She pleads.

"I just want a little chat with the woman my daughter has fallen in love with." He counters. I turn Calliope around in my arms, place a soft kiss to her lips, tell her I love her and that it's okay. I make my way off the stall and across the room to where her father is now standing. I turn back to see Callie send her father a warning glare. As I turn around I see Mr. Torres shaking his head slightly, a smile gracing his ageing features as he gestures me out of the room.