A/N: Hey, everyone. Thank you for the reviews! I think you know by now that I love to read your reactions :) Glad you enjoyed the steamy bathroom scene. More hotness to come. Enjoy.
Stuck With You
Chapter Fourteen
Arizona reached the outside of her apartment door and searched for her key. She had never been this sexually frustrated in her life. Part of her was disappointed that Callie could not come over but she knew being selfish would not make things any better. As soon as she open the door, the first thing she noticed was her television was on. The second, a woman with graying blonde hair sat on her couch, flipping through the stations.
"Mom," she coolly stated, before closing the apartment door behind her. Arizona was not surprised to her mother there. She had given the older women an extra key just in case of emergencies.
Barbara turned her head and smiled lightly at her daughter. "Hi, sweetie. How was your day?"
"Good…" Arizona curiously began as she walked further into the den. It was then that she noticed everything in her apartment was spick and span. "Uh-oh," Arizona drawled, looking around the space. Her mom had been cleaning and she only did that if something was troubling her. "What's wrong?"
Barbara frowned quizzically. "Nothing's wrong. Can't a mother visit her daughter without something being wrong?"
"Mom… my apartment is shiner than Mr. Clean's forehead."
Barbara's resolve broke and she lowered her eyes to her lap. Arizona saw this and took a seat next to her mother on the couch. "What's going on?"
"It's your father," Barbara finally said. "He and I had a little spat… I just had to escape for a while."
"A spat about what?"
"Your brother."
"Oh…"
"You know how sometimes he will go on about… how he feels guilty for what happened to Timmy."
"I wish he would stop doing that," Arizona solemnly stated, shaking her head.
"Me too. But sometimes he will get into those moods… like tonight."
Arizona understood. After Timothy died, her father, Daniel, often had nightmares of his son's death. It got better over the years, but the nightmares would show up every once and a while. That was when Daniel wished he had pushed Timothy harder to become a fireman, instead of joining the police force.
"Mom, doesn't Dad realize that Timothy could have just as easily been killed fighting a fire? I wish he would stop blaming himself."
"So do I dear… and that's what I said to him. But you know your father. He immediately became defensive."
Arizona nodded. She knew there was no getting through to her father when he was in a dark mood such as this. The best thing to do was to let him be.
"Each day has gotten better…" Barbara went on. "But you never really get over the loss… the pain. Every morning when wake up… I still feel as though a piece of me is missing."
Arizona swallowed, her mother's words cut deep. "Me too."
Barbara smiled sadly and placed a loving touch on her daughter's hand before she stood up. The older woman walked over to the bookcase and her eyes found the photo of Timothy and Arizona. She picked up the picture frame and examined the photo. Her eyes danced with happiness and she smiled lightly.
"He sure did love you, Zona. Gosh… I can still see you two as kids running around the house playing with one another. Everywhere Tim went you just had to tag along."
Arizona fondly smiled. "And he let me… even if he was hanging out with his buddies, he never told me to get lost. He would just let me stay. I never felt left out. "
"That was your brother," Barbara stated proudly. "You were his heart, Zona. The day I brought you home from the hospital, Timothy told your father and I that he would be the 'bestest' big brother and always protect you. And he was only five."
Arizona chuckled lightly.
"Do you remember that time you two were rough-housing and jumping on and off the bed? You were about six or seven, I think. And Timmy had accidently…"
"Clocked me in the nose with his elbow? Yeah, how could I forget?" Arizona replied. She stood up and went over to her mother. "My nose was bleeding all over the place."
"And do you know what your brother was doing after that happened?"
Arizona thought about that, but could not remember. "No…"
"He was locked up in his room, crying. He was crying because he hurt you… and all he ever wanted to do was protect you. So the fact that he caused you pain made him really upset."
That little fact tugged at Arizona's heartstrings and she tried to keep her tears at bay. "I never knew that, Mom." She thought she was done crying over her brother, but sometimes little moments and memories such as these would strike a nerve.
Barbara saw the emotion cross over her daughter's face. She placed the frame back on the shelf and pulled her daughter in for a warm hug. Arizona fell into the embrace and both women took comfort in each other. After a moment, they broke the embrace.
"Would it be okay if I stayed here tonight?"
"Of course, mom," Arizona replied without hesitation. "I'll get the spare room ready."
"Thanks, dear."
Hours later, Arizona was getting ready for bed. She had just changed into one of her nightgowns and was climbing into bed when her cell phone rang on her nightstand. She smiled when she saw who it was before hitting talk.
"Hi…" she purred with a smile, as she settled herself under the covers.
"Hey," Callie replied, her voice dripping with flirtation. "So, I was able to ditch Mark a little earlier than I thought. Did… you still want me to come over?"
Arizona heart rate picked up and her immediate response was to say 'yes' but then she remembered she had company. "God, I wish you could… but my mom is here."
"What?"
"Yeah... My mom is staying the night. She and my Dad had a fight so… she came over to just unwind."
"I'm sorry to hear about your parents… but at the same time, that really blows."
"I know... I'd come over there but… I don't want to leave her alone tonight."
"It's okay, I understand." There was a short pause before Callie continued. "Do you have any idea how worked up you got me today?"
Arizona gave a giddy chuckle and slunk down further under her sheets. "Sorry…"
"Sorry? That's all you have to say?"
"Well, what do you want me to say?"
"Hmm…" Callie hummed, giving that question some thought. "Tell me what color your panties are."
Arizona scoffed. "Callie!"
"Come on. Since I can't see you or touch you, this is the least you can do."
"Calliope Torres, I am not going to get wrapped up in dirty phone sex with you while my mom is across the hall."
"Who said anything about phone sex?" Callie asked innocently.
"I know you have a dirty mind. That's what you're doing."
"Come on…" the brunette whined.
Arizona sighed heavily. "Okay…" she relented. "Pink."
"I knew it. Where are you?"
"In bed."
"Mmm… right where I want you," Callie purred.
"Calliope stop… now you're just trying to get me worked up."
"I can't help it, okay. I'm really horny right now."
Arizona chuckled. "You're always horny."
This time Callie chuckled. "True… but you're the only one I want touching me."
This made Arizona smile softly. Wow, Calliope Torres was talking monogamy… with her! "And you're the only one I want touching me."
Callie sighed heavily, wishing she could be with Arizona right now. "Arizona, I…" she had to catch herself, because every fiber in her being was telling her to profess her love. "I… miss you."
Arizona felt her heart skip a beat. "I miss you too."
"So, uh… I'll see you at the party tomorrow. You're still coming, right?"
"Try and stop me."
Callie smiled. "Good."
"What do you want for your birthday by the way?"
"You… to come over here right now so I can do dirty things to you all night long."
"Callie…" the blonde whined, as she tried to ignore the sudden throbbing between her legs.
"Okay, I'm sorry. It's the horny talking."
Arizona giggled. "I figured."
There was a pause between them. "Well…" Callie said.
"Well…" Arizona repeated.
Both of them hung on the line. Neither one of them wanting to say goodbye. For a moment, they just listened to each other's settle breathing.
"Goodnight, Calliope."
"Goodnight, Arizona."
They finally hung up. Both of them had dreams about each other, wanting desperately for that moment to arrive when they got to see each other again.
Arizona was all dressed for work the next morning when she stepped out of her bedroom. A delicious smelling waft of biscuits, bacon, sausage and eggs filled the apartment. Barbara must have cooked breakfast. As Arizona had suspected, her mother was in the kitchen plating food. Barbara looked up and smiled upon seeing her daughter.
"Good morning, sweetie. I thought I'd fix you breakfast before you went off to work."
Arizona smiled and took a seat at the breakfast bar. "Thanks, Mom." The blonde curiously looked at the plate of food before her. "Uh, Mom where did all this food come from? I know I didn't have all this in the fridge."
"Oh, I went out late last night and picked up a few things from the store."
"Wow, thanks. I didn't even know you had left," Arizona said, stuffing some scrambled eggs in her mouth.
"I wasn't gone long," Barbara said as she began to cleanup the kitchen. "But when I came back, I did hear you speaking to someone on the phone."
Arizona almost dropped her fork upon hearing her mother's words.
"Who were you talking to that late in the evening?"
"Oh, um… actually… it was my partner, Callie."
"Oh! Callie? She's such a dear. I haven't seen her in a while. How is she doing?" Barbara smiled.
"She's doing well, yea, know. We're still fighting crime together," Arizona replied perkily.
"So, why was she calling you so late?"
Arizona gulped down the piece of chewed biscuit in her mouth as she thought of a response. A sex-athon? A booty call? Arizona had to wipe those responses from her brain before she spoke."She uh… she just had a question… about a case we're working on," Arizona quickly covered.
Barbara noticed the evident blush on Arizona's face and smirked lightly. "Are you two fucking?"
Milk came spewing out Arizona's mouth upon hearing her mother's question and she immediately began violently coughing.
"Oh, sweetheart! Are you okay?" Barbara said, coming around the counter to her daughter's aid.
Arizona nodded between coughs. "Yeah… just went down the wrong way…" the blonde rasped.
Barbara pat her daughter's back softly before taking the seat beside her. Concern was written all over her face.
It took a moment, but Arizona finally began to recover. "Um…" she cleared her throat. "What did you ask me?" Arizona questioned, still not believing what she heard.
"Oh, about you and Callie?"
Arizona nodded.
"Well, it's a simple question, dear. It's perfectly fine and healthy to have a fuck buddy." Arizona's eyes widened in shock. "Your father and I were fuck buddies long before we got married."
"Oh, my God..." Arizona groaned. "In the history of my entire life, that is something I never needed to know. Never."
Barbara shrugged. "Well, it's true so get over it. Now, tell me… are you and Callie together?"
"Uh…" Arizona hesitated. "Um… we… yes, okay. We've slept together," she confessed. Arizona saw the abundant grin that was on her mother's face. "But Mom, it doesn't mean we're together, together. We're not even dating."
"You will be," Barbara happily replied. "That woman loves you, Arizona. Your father and I felt the chemistry between you two the second you were in the same room together."
Arizona tried to hide her smile as she stood from her seat. "Well... as much as I have enjoyed discussing my sex life… and yours, I've got to go." The blonde took one last bite of her toast before kissing her mother on the cheek.
"Goodbye, Zona. Tell Callie I said hello."
"Alright." Arizona opened the front door and turned back towards her mother. "You'll be okay?"
Barbara waved her off. "I'm fine. I'm just going to tidy up a bit and then head home."
"Okay," Arizona nodded. "Love you."
"Love you too," Barbara replied with a smile.
Arizona closed the door and headed for work.
Callie did not come into work that morning. She said she had to help Mark with the last few arrangements for the party. Webber gave her a pass of course. Arizona could not go on patrol anyway because there were still a few loose ends to tie up on the Anthony Blaine case. With a rushed toxicology report from Teddy, the results showed that Blaine did indeed have PCP in his system. That explained his erratic behavior and unawareness of being struck by several bullets. Arizona worked the entire morning and afternoon at her desk. It was a pretty uneventful day.
Later that evening, Arizona and Teddy had arrived at Callie's apartment building. As soon as they stepped off the elevator on Callie's floor, music could be heard music thumping in the hallway. As they got closer to Callie's apartment, the music became persistently louder. On the outside of the door a very festive sign said, Come on in! Arizona and Teddy exchanged amused glances before opening the door.
The apartment was packed with bodies. Mostly those of their colleagues at the station. They began to weave through the crowd, exchanging polite hellos to those who acknowledged their presence. Many of them were dancing, standing around with a drink and talking, or lounging on the furniture. The party was in full swing.
"Hey! Blondie!" Mark bellowed, coming up to them. "Glad you could make it." He took a moment to take in Arizona's outfit. The blonde was wearing a blue spaghetti strapped dress that hugged her athletic form very nicely. Her hair was straightened, showing its true length. Callie had only seen it with curls. And of course her makeup was done perfectly, making her look amazing. "Wow, you look hot."
"Thank you, Mark," Arizona smiled. "That's what I was going for."
"Well," he said, leaning in closer so others would not hear. "Callie will love it." He then looked over at Teddy. "Hello, there. Mark Sloan," he said offering a handshake.
"Teddy Altman," she replied with a smile.
"Yes, Teddy is my best friend. She also does all the scientific, forensic stuff for us," Arizona grinned.
Mark nodded his head, impressed. "Very cool."
"Uh, where is Callie?" Arizona asked, looking around the room.
"She was in the kitchen last time I saw her."
"Thanks." Arizona said, leaving Teddy and Mark to get to know each other.
As Arizona headed further back into the apartment, she suddenly heard that familiar hefty laugh that could only be Calliope Torres. The sound made Arizona smile and she followed the source. Soon her eyes found Callie standing in the kitchen. Her breath caught as she took in the brunette's tight black dress that showed off ample cleavage and showed off all of Callie's delicious curves. Her raven locks were slightly curled and she wore sexy red lipstick which made lips even more luscious. Arizona then noticed she was laughing with an attractive redhead. Arizona knew who she was. Addison Montgomery. Arizona had seen the redhead around police headquarters but never had an actual conversation with her. She knew Addison worked in homicide but that was pretty much it. Oh… and that she was also drop dead gorgeous. The redhead was leaning into Callie, whispering something a little too close for Arizona's liking. A bit of jealously loomed inside of her and she began to wonder if the brunette had slept with Addison in the past.
Callie's eyes suddenly shifted in Arizona's direction and a bright smile crossed over her features. The brunette excused herself from Addison and approached Arizona. The blonde noticed those chocolate eyes roam her body and an immediate blush went over Arizona's cheeks.
"Wow, Arizona you look…" Callie looked around her and noticed some people were looking at them. "Great, you look great."
"Thanks," Arizona smiled brightly. "You look… great too."
"Um, can I get you drink?" Callie nervously sputtered.
"Sure. I'll have whatever you're having."
"Great," Callie replied, using all of her willpower, not to allow her eyes to roam Arizona's body again. She walked back towards the kitchen, trying to catch her breath.
Arizona's eyes ventured down to Callie's ass as the brunette moved away. Nice. In that moment, Addison walked over. A smirk crossed over the redhead's lips as she noticed Arizona quickly avert her gaze once she noticed Addison was coming towards her. "Hello, Arizona."
The blonde nodded. "Hi, Addison. How are you?"
"Peachy." Addison followed Arizona's gaze, which was on Callie pouring some drinks. "That Callie sure is something. She's only been on the force for a few months and has already made such quite the impression."
Arizona smiled lightly, hoping there was no undertone in what the redhead was saying about Callie. "Yeah, she's amazing."
"You're very lucky to have a partner like her," Addison purred before walking away.
Arizona allowed her uneasiness about the redhead slip away as Callie came back to her. The brunette handed her a mojito. "Here you go," Callie smiled.
"Thanks," she took a sip of her drink and they both overlooked the small crowd. "Wow. Mark really knows how to throw a party."
Callie rolled her eyes and grinned. "Yeah, no kidding. I couldn't stop him even if I tried," she chuckled.
Arizona caught Addison across the room, speaking with Teddy and Mark. "So…" Arizona began. "I didn't know you knew Addison."
The brunette swallowed the bit of mojito in her mouth before speaking. "Yeah, I uh… we met at the bar a few weeks after I got to Seattle. We hit it off pretty well."
"Mmm…" Arizona hummed, wondering what 'hit it off' really meant.
Suddenly, the thumping music in the apartment stopped and everyone was looking around in confusion.
"Alright, everyone! Can I get your attention please!" Mark announced over the crowd. He was standing by the front door, holding the door knob.
"Uh-oh… what is he up to now?" Callie murmured.
"Will the birthday girl please come forward! I've got a special present for you."
A bunch of ooh's, ah's, and laughter sounded in the room. Callie rolled her eyes and downed the rest of her drink. "Here goes nothing," she said, before stepping forward. Arizona was just as curious as everyone else and followed.
"Gentleman, please seat Ms. Torres in that chair," Mark ordered.
Suddenly, two of Callie's colleagues gently grasped her arms and led her over to a single chair that was set up in the center of the room. As soon as she sat down a blindfold was put over her eyes.
"Aw, come on guys!" Callie whined. "What the hell is this, Mark?"
"You'll see," he snickered. "Okay, everyone let me introduce our special guest. May I present to you… Officer Cherry Blossom!" Mark opened the door and in walked a big breasted blonde dressed in a scandalous police uniform that left nothing to the imagination. Her tiny top was barely holding in her busty D-sized cups. Her short-shorts were practically up her ass and she wore dark shades concealing her eyes. The room erupted into pleased cheers from all the fellas in the room.
As soon as the door opened to welcome the 'special guest' Callie could hear a burst of whistles and cat calls, making her wonder who exactly had just entered her apartment. Arizona's mouth dropped open upon seeing the tall blonde saunter into the room. She was hot, but she did not like what she was here to do.
"Your culprit is right over there, officer," Mark grinned as he pointed to an unsuspecting Callie. The woman made her way over to the brunette. "Start up the music!" Mark yelled, giving the cue.
The song 'Cherry Pie' began to play and the stripper named Cherry Blossom started her sexy routine. The small crowd instantly erupted once again. A smirk appeared on the brunette's face as she heard everyone in her apartment cheer.
Cherry Blossom was now just a foot away from Callie as she swung her hips in a suggestive matter. Everyone was enjoying the show... except for Arizona. The closer the busty blonde got to Callie, the antsier she became.
Suddenly, the stripper straddled Callie's lap and that's when the brunette knew exactly what was happening. When the blindfold was swiftly lifted from her eyes, nothing but pure cleavage was heaving in front of her. Her eyes widened at the sight.
"Oh, my God…" Callie murmured. She looked up at the woman's face. She could tell the stripper was attractive, even though her eyes were concealed by dark aviator sunglasses.
The woman began to grind herself into Callie's lap and grasped both of the brunette's hands, placing them on her waist. Cherry Blossom then leaned forward, her breasts pressing against Callie's. "Happy Birthday…" she purred into Callie's ear.
The brunette smiled wickedly as the blonde stood from her lap. This was right up her alley and this sexy woman was definitely her type. Mark knew her well. The woman then ripped her tiny top off to reveal a stringy bra that barely held up her breasts in place. More cheers sounded from the crowd as the woman shook her breasts in Callie's face.
Grinning, Callie looked across the room and saw Arizona. Her smile slowly faded when she saw the blonde's expression. Arizona was self-consciously ducking her eyes and trying her best to avert her gaze from the sexy woman dancing erotically for Callie. The blonde was trying her best to seem indifferent, but Callie could tell she was putting on a front. The brunette immediately something rise inside of her that she had not felt in a long time. Guilt. She had to stop this.
Callie sprang to her feet. "Uh, hold it! Hold it! Stop the music!" The brunette yelled. The room suddenly grew quiet and confused expressions were on her colleagues' faces. This included the stripper as well.
"What's up, Torres?" Mark asked, coming over to her.
"Um..." Callie cleared her throat. "As exciting as this, Mark. I'm going to pass on the lap dance."
A few disappointed murmurs were thrown from the small crowd but Callie could care less.
"Aw! Torres, come on!" Mark complained. "You've always love this stuff."
"I know, but... I'm not really in the mood tonight." She pat her friend on the back. "But thank you," she genuinely said as Mark silently brooded.
"Fine. So, what now?" Mark asked.
Callie looked around at her friends and then the stripper. "Well, we can't let this lovely woman go to waist, right? Which means I need someone to take my place."
A flood of raised hands and eager phrases such as, 'pick me' filled the room. Callie chuckled lightly as she watched her fellow officers jump up and down like wild baboons. Her eyes spotted a young officer who had only been on the force a few weeks, leaning against the back wall.
"Avery!" She called.
The room settled down and soon got silent. Avery's eyes widened and he looked around, realizing all eyes were on him. "Uh, yes, Sgt?" he shyly replied.
"Have a seat," Callie smiled, gesturing to the chair.
The rookie blushed heavily and all the other officers began to chuckle. He was reluctant but his fellow colleagues eventually pushed him towards the hot seat and sat him down. The music started up again and the other officers hooped and hollered, watching with amusement.
Callie came over and stood next to Arizona. The blonde glanced at the Latina as Callie poured herself another drink. Arizona shyly looked down and watched her fingers play with the neck of her beer bottle. "Why did you stop it?" Arizona began. "It's your birthday. You're allowed to have some fun."
"Yeah,I know but," Callie shrugged her shoulders. "I just realized something."
"What's that?"
Callie leaned against the counter and looked into Arizona's eyes. "I'm not having fun if you're not having fun." Arizona smiled lightly, adoring the fact that Callie considered her feelings about this situation. "And you seeing another woman grind all over me did not seem fun for you. I saw the look on your face."
"So, you stopped your lap dance for me?" Arizona quietly asked.
Callie chuckled shyly. "Well, yeah… I didn't stop it for my health," she tried to joke. The brunette took a sip of her drink.
The blonde was flattered and she knew in that moment she needed to be alone with this woman. "Um…" Arizona looked around them and noticed everyone was pretty occupied with Avery's personal dance. She caught Callie's gaze and stepped backwards towards the hallway. "Could you come here for a second?"
"Sure," Callie replied, following the blonde down the hall.
Arizona stepped into the second door on the right, walking into a small bathroom. Callie followed.
"Please shut the door," Arizona requested.
Callie did as she was asked and when she turned around Arizona's lips were against her own within seconds. The blonde had pushed her back against the door, kissing her eagerly and aggressively. She flickered her tongue over Callie's lips and immediately tasted the rum from the mojito Callie had. The brunette opened her mouth, allowing the blonde's hot tongue to enter. Callie wrapped her arms around Arizona's trim waist and pulled the blonde flush against her.
"What are you trying to do to me?" Callie breathed against Arizona's lips.
"No more than what you're doing to me…" Arizona replied. She placed a kiss on Callie's mouth.
"You sure do like getting it on in bathrooms, huh?"
"Shut up, Callie..." Arizona smiled before deepening the kiss. Callie moaned and held Arizona closer.
"I know what to get you for your birthday," Arizona purred.
"Yeah?" Callie kissed the blonde once more.
"Uh-huh…" Arizona nodded. Her lips were centimeters from Callie's. "But you'll have to wait until later."
"Why don't you give it to me now," Callie suggested, moving her hands down to Arizona's ass and squeezing.
"Mmm…" the blonde hummed in pleasure. "Not yet."
Callie claimed Arizona's lips once more as her hand hiked up the blonde's dress. Arizona felt Callie push her thigh between her legs and she gasped. Without thinking, she began to grind her hips onto the brunette's leg. Arizona moaned as pleasurable friction hit her in just the right spot. Callie held onto the blonde's ass and moved with Arizona's rhythm, pulling her closer with each thrust. Callie loved it when the blonde whimpered and moaned against her lips. She could feel Arizona soaking through and the heat made Callie moan.
As Arizona continued her slow grind, her eyes connected with Callie's. Just feeling the brunette against her and knowing that it was Callie making her feel this way made the whole moment that much more intimate. Just the two of them…
A sudden knocking on the door interrupted their bliss. Callie and Arizona froze, both of them hoping that their moaning and groaning was not heard on the other side of the door.
"Callie? Are you in there?" a voice asked.
A/N: I know another cliff-hanger. I'm bad, but what can I say? I live to torture you all. Just kidding... kind of.
