Title: People Talk, Alot 2/?

Author: Lauren Michelle

Pairing: Callie/Arizona

Rating: PG, for this one at least

Summary: Before the kiss at Joe's and how Arizona got ahold of all of this, "talk."

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, the show, or anything related to the show. I don't make any money, from this or otherwise, and simply am writing for my enjoyment.

This is my first fanfiction since I was fifteen, so feel free to hand me some criticism. I'm also a very new fan, so I hope to improve soon! I have no beta, so all the mistakes are my own. I just figured I'd take a stab at it, though it's a bit short. Enjoy!

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The room was dark and haunting, but there wasn't much that the blonde could do about that. Sitting up in bed, letting the covers expose her bare torso, she scanned the window for any hint of weather, only to see the darkness that accompanied 5 am. She should be feeling relief, the worst of the night was over, this was the cool, calm that she'd been waiting for.

After deciding her mind had stilled for too long, she averted her eyes as if to change the subject. Climbing out of bed, her feet felt the evenness of the wood floor below.

"Just another day." She thought, trying to distract herself as she made her way to the shower. "Just wash all of the memories away.." her hand instinctively met with her wrist, and softly ringed her slender fingers around it. "Just wash them away."

Arizona then climbed into the shower and let the steam overtake her body and mind, almost coehercing her to lean against the slick wall. Her mind went to this and that, her patients, her family, her need to record G4 that day.

Limbs began to relax, shoulders were lowering, and her chin tipped up to feel the warm water on her face. "And maybe I'll meet Dr. Torres today..." her face subtly broke out into a grin at the thought.

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She had been at the hospital for several hours at this point, children coming in and out with coughs and lacerations. There were still some heavy cases, but she was confident that all of them would survive, or at least have the good fortune of time.

"Ah, the complications of a cafeteria." She thought, as she gazed out at the full tables with a tray in hand.

Dr. Robbins had only been at the hospital for a short time and had yet to really meet very many people, other than "What's your specialty?" and "Rainbows, relationships, and crap." Bailey was no where in sight and Karev's table was occupied by Izzy, Christina, and two others she didn't recognize.

Her sight then shifted further off to spot Dr. Sloan and... "Dr. Torres" she thought as her smile widened. This wouldn't be a big deal, two seats were free and empty seats were few and far between today. She had met Dr. Sloan, briefly, earlier on a case, so no real awkwardness there. Her confidence was transfered into her stride and expression as she made her way to the table, only to find that they were motioning to leave after finishing their lunch. Before she had reached her destination, she was left by herself, due to her still undetected presence.

Shoulders falling, she sat down at the empty table. As she lifted her less-than desirable sandwich, her eyes came up to meet it, only to find an unfamiliar face. Arizona took a quick bite before thinking about introductions as a young, slender, dark haired doctor sat down nervously in front of her.

"Hi, I'm Lexie." said the smiling brunette.

The peds surgeon chewed and swallowed quickly, setting down her sandwich with one hand and putting the other lightly up to her mouth. After swallowing, a smile spread across her face.

"Arizona Robbins, nice to meet you!"

"Did you just miss them too?" Lexie inquired lightly.

"What?" Arizona replied while laughing nervously. "Um.. miss who?" Sounding innocent enough in her head, the blonde began to slowly relax and take a quick sip of milk.

"Mar- I mean, Dr. Sloan and Dr. Torres." The young brunette looked down at her tray, seemingly absorbed with her meal, blushing furiously.

"I see." Beaming, Arizona moved to catch Lexie's eyes. "How long?"

The brunette looked as if she were about to explode with exclamation.

'Or, not..." Arizona took another sip of milk, still maintaining eye contact.

Inaudible information suddenly came spilling from the young intern, fast paced, in-depth information. Hand gestures went flying and shallow breathes followed.

"Whoa!" the blonde caught herself saying. "Deep breathes." This is not exactly what she had expected.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry." said the brunette, trying to bite back her need to continue. "Here you were just sitting down, and I just came and- you were being so nice- and-"

Reaching across the table, Arizona lightly touched her hand, "It's okay." Seeing that Lexie looked deeply embarrassed, the blond let out a breath and gave an involuntary grin and withdrew her hand. "Tell you what, it's only fair to tell you a little secret too. I did just miss them." the confession ended in a quick wink.

Lexie's eyes widened slightly. "You mean M-?"

"No, no-no." cutting her off quickly.

"Oh! Oh." the intern let a small pause between the syllables.

"Yeh, um. Only, I don't know her." once it escaped her lips, Arizona could tell that it didn't sound nearly as innocent as it did in her head.

"You don't, you don't know her?" looking at the blonde questioningly.

Catching her self, "I just haven't had the chance yet. I was just brought in a little while ago, and I have this thing with terrible timing." stopping herself. "I just wanted to meet her."

Seeing Lexie smile, Arizona relaxed, hoping that her good intentions were known.

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Walking down the hall to answer a page, Arizona recounted everything that had been discussed at lunch. Lexie had gotten to talking about Mark's and Callie's friendship.

"Callie, I wonder if that's short for something..."

Beyond that, they made polite conversation about the hospital and their respective experiences dating within close quarters, which was a conversation Arizona had cut short. Not only because of her being paged, but because of a bad taste in her mouth whenever she thought about that relationship.

But, going back to the good points, she had learned about Callie's- "Erm, Dr. Torres's" she corrected in her head, career and her successful career. She may not have learned much, but it was enough for now.

Coming upon the patient, her thoughts switched to softness for the child and professionalism for the parents. Seeing that the parents weren't currently present, Arizona rolled into the room with her heelys in a surfer pose.

Seeing the small girl smile, she returned the expression both inside and out. "Dr. Torres or no," she thought, "this makes life good."

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I wanted to make it longer, but here seems like an appropriate place to stop.