You Take Me the Way I Am

This is a series of oneshots based on the song The Way I Am by Ingrid Michaelson. They aren't connected to each other, just some stories that popped into my head while listening to the song. Some are funny, some are serious. Please read and review! I have no beta, so all mistakes are mine.

A/N I apologize for the delay in update! I'm finishing out the semester, so I was slammed with finals and papers, but now I have a good three week break before summer courses start. With that said, I'm not so sure I'm happy with this one. I had the idea rolling around in my head, but for the life of me, I couldn't get it all to flow the way I wanted.

Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me. All credit goes to Shonda Rhimes.

Cause I love the way you say good morning

(Arizona POV)

Stupid, stupid pager, I think as I make my way to my office. I was paged in at 2 o'clock this morning, on Callie and I's 4th wedding anniversary. We were unable to take the day off, but have been planning a romantic weekend at a spa and resort for two weeks from now. I had been hoping that I would be able to have breakfast with my lovely wife before we both started shifts at 8, but the universe had other plans.

As soon as I arrived this morning, I was rushed into back to back surgeries, without so much as a break for coffee, let alone a nap. I glance at my watch as I unlock the door to my office and groan. 7:45. Enough time to do a little paperwork and maybe grab a cup of coffee before rounds, but still no time for a nap. Ooh, my only surgery isn't until this afternoon. Score! That meant I'd definitely have time for a nap, barring any emergencies.

I sit down at my desk and start on the mountain of paperwork that I've neglected over the past couple of weeks.

(Callie POV)

Beep…beep…beep…beep…

"Ugh…too early…" I groan as I roll over and reach for my wife. When I come up empty, I open my eyes to confirm that she is no longer in bed with me. I reach for the alarm and turn it off before forcing myself out of the warmth of the bed. I glance at the clock once more as I head to the bathroom, seeing that it is 7 o'clock. Thank God Sofia is with her daddy today.

I take a quick shower, and then continue with my morning routine before heading out to work. As I pull into the parking lot at the hospital, I manage to find a spot near Arizona's car; I park, then grab my stuff and head inside to the locker room.

After changing, I glance at my watch before making my way to the coffee cart. 7:40, perfect timing. By the time I order two steaming hot coffees, and two scones, pumpkin for me, chocolate chip for her, it's 7:50. Checking the surgery board to make sure she isn't in an emergency surgery, nope, I head to the elevator with a smile. Knowing my wife, this coffee will make her day.

(Arizona POV)

I've been working on paperwork for nearly ten minutes when I look up and catch a glimpse of the picture that is sitting on my desk. It's a picture of myself, Callie, and Sofia that was taken on our wedding day. Callie and I were dancing, when Mark brought Sofia over to say goodnight. My mom managed to snap a picture just as Callie and I were both leaning in to kiss her cheeks. It's one of my favorite pictures, and seeing it, especially today, sends my thoughts back in time to that day.

It was, without a doubt, one of the best days of my life, competing only with the day Sofia was born, the day she was released from the hospital, and the day that I walked into a dirty bar bathroom and kissed a beautiful stranger. I smirk a little when I think about having to explain that story to Sofia when she gets older.

I must have been completely lost in my thoughts, because the next thing I know, a piping hot coffee and a chocolate chip scone are sitting on the desk in front of me, and the most beautiful voice in the world is whispering in my ear.

"Good morning and Happy Anniversary."

(Callie POV)

When I reach her office, she is completely lost in thought, staring at the picture of us that is on her desk. I stand in the doorway watching my beautiful wife for a few minutes, just waiting for her to notice me.

It becomes apparent that she is paying no attention to anything or anyone, so I take a few steps into her office. When I see her smirk, all I can think is God, she drives me crazy.

With a smirk of my own, I complete the path to her desk and set the scone and coffee down, then lean down and whisper in her ear, "Good morning, and Happy Anniversary."

"Mmmm, good morning Calliope," she says with a kiss, then takes a sip of the coffee. "I love it when you say good morning with coffee." She says with a small moan, and a full blown, dimples out smile.

"Well, I missed you this morning, and I figured it was the least I could do for you. What time were you paged in?" I ask, joining her in quickly eating before rounds.

"Two. MVA, back to back surgeries. No complications, both of them will be just fine. And also, Happy Anniversary to you too. I love you." She says with a smile, then takes another bite of her scone and lets out a moan. "This is so delicious. Thank you."

I can't find the words to respond, because all I can think about is that moan. I had planned on having some fun this morning before work, but that obviously didn't happen, so I was already worked up before I got here. And hearing my wife make those sounds, innocent as they may be, well Dios, that was hot.

I look up and find her eyes, and see that they are a shade darker than they were moments ago. My watch beeps, letting us know that it's time for rounds, and I curse it under my breath. I stand up, and she follows suit, but before I can leave, she pulls me into her and gives me a kiss filled with such passion I can feel my knees weakening.

As we pull apart, she leans up and grasps my ear lobe between her teeth before whispering "I may love it when you say good morning with coffee, but I love it even more when you say it doing that thing with your tongue."

I feel myself shudder with pleasure as she starts to walk away. My brain finally catches up to what's going on, and I follow after her, passing her as she stops to lock the office door. I take that opportunity for payback, softly muttering "Well, I find that to be an exceptional way to say goodnight, too."

With that, I find her shocked and seemingly aroused gaze and throw her a wink, before making my way to the elevator, adding in some extra sway just for her viewing pleasure.

Oh yes, it's gonna be one hell of a night.