Disclaimer: I own none of these characters; all belong to Shonda Rhimes. Any resemblance to the show is purely borrowed.

A/N: Couldn't resist getting another chapter out for you guys, although I had a huge malfunction and half of it got deleted before I could post...it's done now! It's slightly longer. I hope it's worth it. Enjoy!

Chapter 7:

Once Addison was rushed away and Callie and Arizona directed a very frantic Mark in the same direction, the two were left alone. Callie took a seat next to a very tired looking Arizona.

"You don't have to stay for this, you know. We got Addison here and all is well," Callie told Arizona, giving her an out if she needed one.

"Sick and tired of me already, Calliope?" Arizona question with a raised eyebrow. Before Callie could respond Arizona let out a long yawn.

Callie chuckled a little before responding, "Far from it. You just look like you could use some sleep."

Arizona shrugged and said, "I have to be back here early anyways. Might as well stick it out. Besides, I'm growing a soft spot for our red-headed devil of a friend over there." She nodded in the direction Addison had gone.

Callie smiled at Arizona's kindness.

"Plus..." Arizona hesitated for a moment before turning to look at Callie slightly, "this way I get to spend more time with you."

Callie felt a sudden jolt of butterflies in her stomach at Arizona's words. She half-smiled and responded, "I like the sound of that."

Arizona grinned brightly, showing her signature dimples.

"Even if you are a perky, blonde barbie," Callie added smirking. She couldn't resist. She loved teasing the blonde.

Arizona rolled her eyes as she lightly hit Callie's arm and said, "I knew you weren't going to let that go."

Callie giggled, "What? I think it's cute."

"Calliope Torres, if you call me Barbie one more time I will no longer be your friend."

"Hey, I let you call me Calliope!"

"Because that's your name," Arizona said pointedly.

"Yeah, but I don't let just anybody call me that."

A smile slowly spread across Arizona's face as she replied, "Oh, I know. Makes me feel special."

Callie shook her head slightly with a smile and said, "Yeah, yeah, get off your high horse before you fall off there, Barbie."

"See, Barbie is just a horrible name. Nowhere near as beautiful and sophisticated as Calliope."

Callie's heart fluttered at the simple act of Arizona calling her name beautiful. "Well then, what do I get to call you? While Arizona is great, I think it's only fair I get to be special and call you by a different name too."

"You have a point, Calliope," Arizona said thinking for a moment, "Okay. Maybe if I tell you this story it will help you think of something."

Callie nodded and waited patiently.

"Most people think I was named for the state, but it's not true. I was named for a battleship. The USS Arizona. My grandfather was serving on the Arizona when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor, and he saved 19 men before he drowned. Pretty much everything my father did his whole life was about honoring that sacrifice. So, I was raised to be a good man in a storm; raised to love my family, love my country, protect the things I love...being given the name Arizona was no accident. My father believes in country the way most people believe in God. My name means more to him and to my family than most people realize, and everyday I try to live up to the name he gave me. I try to be a good man in a storm." Arizona let out a long breath as she finished her monologue and looked at Callie to gauge her reaction.

Callie looked at Arizona with nothing but awe as she felt breathless herself. The more I find out about this woman, the harder I fall. Callie cleared her throat before attempting a sentence. "It's a...it's a beautiful story, Arizona."

"I don't know if it helped you come up with a nickname, but that's the story."

Callie twiddled her fingers and whispered, "Named for a battleship. Battleship."

Arizona sat back in her chair and pondered that for a moment, "Battleship. I like it."

Callie shrugged, "It's okay. For a nickname, on occasion. But uh...I think I'm going to stick to calling you Arizona."

"What? Why? Are you sure?"

Callie nodded. "Oh yeah. I think no other name truly does you justice. It's...it's beautiful. Perfect."

Arizona felt a smile spread across her face, but not before another yawn consumed her.

Callie looked at her with sympathy, "You need your rest."

Arizona shook her head, "Really, I'm fine."

Callie thought it was cute how determined Arizona was to stay awake. The simple gesture made Callie feel important. "I've got a pretty viable shoulder to lean on right here. Surrendering to sleep doesn't take away any of your dignity, Battleship," Callie said patting her shoulder.

Arizona hesitated. On one hand, falling asleep on Callie's shoulder sounded above and beyond perfect. On the other, she was truly setting herself up for an endlessly embarrassing moment.

Callie could see the hesitation and added, "Even the men in the storm have to sleep."

Arizona grinned and said lightly, "I feel like I've been far from the good man in the storm my father would like me to be."

"You've been the good man in my storm," Callie said immediately while gazing at Arizona.

Arizona met Callie's gaze and saw the vulnerability in them and the meaning behind what she just said. Arizona didn't have to think twice about it anymore. She gently laid her head down on Callie's shoulder as Callie wrapped one arm around her. She quickly fell into a peaceful sleep.

Callie spent a better part of the next few hours simply watching Arizona sleep. She realized the creepiness factor involved in doing so, but she couldn't seem to stop. Arizona's light breath was tickling her chest, and her soft, golden hair was laid out on Callie's arm and shoulder. God, she's so beautiful. Now that Callie had come to accept her attraction to Arizona, she simply enjoyed just looking at her whenever she could. In this moment, watching Arizona sleep in a completely vulnerable state, resting on Callie, Callie never thought she'd seen anything more beautiful in her life. She looked so angelic and innocent. Callie felt like she could look at her for forever. These thoughts terrified Callie. She always had a habit of falling too hard too fast in her previous relationships, and she didn't want to allow herself to fall so deep for fear of ruining their wonderful friendship. But she couldn't help it. She was more drawn to Arizona than she had ever been drawn to anyone before, and knew she would never be drawn to someone else this immensely again.

When she figured it was time to wake Arizona for her to get ready for work, she gently wiped the hair out of her face with her free hand and lightly rubbed Arizona's arm with the one already wrapped around her. Arizona began to stir as she rubbed her eyes. She jolted up as soon as she realized where she was. Callie chuckled at the adorable sight.

"Sorry," Arizona said sheepishly.

"What are you apologizing for? I practically made you sleep."

"I probably drooled on you or something," Arizona said mumbling.

"Only a little," Callie said a matter-of-factually until Arizona's head snapped up and Callie giggled. "I'm just kidding. You did no such thing. Everything was fine."

Arizona shook her head slightly and asked, "Any word on Addison yet?"

"Nope. But I figured you'd want to get up and get ready for work. You know, shower off all the drool before your surgeries."

"Ha-ha," Arizona said smiling slightly. They both stood as Callie laughed. "Well, thank you for the shoulder."

"Anytime."

Mark came out at that time with a big smile plastered to his face, "I have a boy."

Callie and Arizona hugged him, although they didn't know him that well. He was connected through Addison.

"You want to see him?" Mark asked excitedly.

"Hell yeah," Callie responded.

"You go ahead," Arizona said, "I'll meet the little guy later. Give you guys your time."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I need to get ready anyway," Arizona said with a wink and walked away.

As Callie entered the room, she saw an exhausted looking Addison with a permanent smile looking down at her new baby boy. Addison looked up as Callie entered and beckoned her over. "James Allen Montgomery-Sloan, meet your aunt Callie."

Callie stared in awe as her and Addison gushed over James.

After a while Addison questioned, "Where's Blondie? Didn't want to stay for the grand opening?"

"You have such a way with words, Addy," Callie chuckled, "But uh, no she stayed. She just has to get ready for work. Took you long enough to have the damn kid."

"Aw, Blondie stayed," Addison said ignoring the last comment, "Although I'm sure she didn't stay for me so much as she stayed for you."

"Yeah, okay, Addy," Callie said sarcastically, "She even said you were growing on her."

"Well, that's nice at least, but I still think she stayed for you."

Callie shrugged, "As a friend."

Addison rolled her eyes. She wasn't going to get through to her stubborn friend right now. She changed the subject ever so slightly. "So, I gather you're a big fan of karaoke after last night."

"If you didn't have James in your arms right now, I'd kill you," Callie said feigning anger.

"The song choice was pretty genius, wasn't it? God I amaze myself sometimes."

"Yeah, nice work, Einstein."

"I mean, you were really singing it to her. I think everyone in the bar knew it was a serenade."

"Was not!" Callie said wide-eyed.

"Oh, honey. Denying it now is just sad."

Callie grumbled and mumbled something under her breath before looking at Addison seriously and saying, "I'm in trouble."

Addison waved her off. "Oh, no you're not."

"No, Addy. I am. I am falling for her. Falling hard. Falling in one of those can't-talk-let-alone-breathe, can't think, hopelessly sappy, butterflies in my stomach, heart melting, comfortably nerve-racking, mushy kind of ways."

Addison looked at Callie for a moment before saying, "Shit. You've got it bad."

The next week was spent of countless lunches, texts, phone conversations, and the two still couldn't get enough of each other. Callie was working up a way to talk to Arizona about what she was feeling, but she couldn't figure it out without just coming right out with it. She really didn't want to, because she was so nervous Arizona didn't feel the same way, but she felt like she couldn't hold back any longer.

Mark, Addison, James, Colleen, Arizona, and Callie were all eating lunch in cafeteria one day as it had been accustomed recently.

"We should all go out tonight!" Addison said randomly.

"Addy, you just had kid," Callie pointed out.

"Um, exactly. I haven't had a drink in 9 months."

They all laughed when Mark added, "We'll have to find a babysitter. I don't want some nitwit taking care of my kid."

"Obviously, Mark," Addison said rolling her eyes.

"Where should we go?" Colleen asked.

"Somewhere different," Arizona said, "for Addison."

"Aw, I knew you liked me, Blondie."

"Don't push it," Arizona said tossing a grape in her direction.

They all decided on the time and place as they picked up their trays to get back to work.

As everyone parted ways, Callie and Arizona fell in step with each other.

Callie glanced sideways at Arizona and said, "Excited for tonight?"

"Oh, you know it," Arizona said smiling, "Besides, maybe this time we will get to hang out a whole night together without any interruptions."

Callie blushed slightly before adding, "Let me think, no drunk husband, no pregnant friends...the odds are looking good."

"So good that you'll save a dance for me tonight?" Arizona questioned boldly. She didn't know where the heck that came from.

Callie ignored the pounding in her chest as she formed a response. She feigned thought before saying, "Oh, I don't know...I guess you'll just have to show up and see."

Arizona smirked before they parted ways and added, "See you tonight."

The club they were going to was a little more fancy than usual, so all of the girls decided to go with dresses. Callie had chosen a fitted, red dress with thin straps around the neck so that it was barely qualified as a halter. The dress came down to her knees, flowing slightly. Arizona had chosen a strapless, black, fitted dress that went half way down her thighs in a tight finish. Both chose to wear their hair down.

They all met outside the club before going inside. Callie took in Arizona's dress, how exposed her smooth legs were, the way the dress fit perfectly around every part of her body, particularly her ass, the way the strapless dress made her breasts pop, the smooth expanse of her chest, the way her hair flowed lightly touching her shoulders...everything was perfect. She looked perfect. How did I never realize my attraction to women before? She's literally the hottest thing on two legs I've ever seen.

Arizona couldn't help but stare at Callie the same way. Her red dress hugged every curve perfectly, her legs going on for miles, her deliciously plump breasts practically begging for her to touch them, her long black hair, the perfectly caramel colored skin, everything meshed together to form one perfect Callie. This woman is a goddess. No other word can describe her right now. Goddess.

The two walked next to each other, lagging slightly behind the group. Neither said anything for a moment and just simply smiled while exchanging shy glances.

"You look nice, Calliope," Arizona said keeping her head facing forward, yet still smiling.

"Not so bad yourself there, Battleship," Callie responded looking her up and down.

"Alright!" Addison called out to the group before they went inside, "It's my first night out drinking in God knows how long, so I don't want anyone at any point in the night to be more drunk than I am."

"Of course," Callie muttered sideways to Arizona.

"What if we happen to get drunk quicker than you?" Colleen questioned

"Well, then I'll drink more!" Addison said laughing. Everyone followed the eager red-head inside to a nearby table as they all ordered drinks.

Callie and Arizona sat next to each other, closer than everyone else. They all fell into an easy banter, Callie and Arizona casually glancing at one another when they thought the other wasn't looking.

"Ooh I love this song!" Addison said suddenly as Disturbia blared through the speakers.

"Let's dance!" Mark said getting up and slamming his drink down on the table.

The group made their way to the middle of the dance floor where all bodies were crammed together. Callie and Arizona were dancing next to each other and gradually moved closer to avoid contact with unwanted bodies on either side of them. They weren't touching, but there was barely a breath between them as they attempted to look anywhere but each other. At one point, a man attempted to get between them, so Arizona backed up into Callie, and Callie stepped forward, closing any distance between them. Arizona was swaying her hips to the beat and Callie quickly followed, moving hers with Arizona's.

Put on your pretty lies, you're in the city of wonder
Ain't gon' play nice, watch out you might just go under
Better think twice, your train of thought will be altered
So if you must falter be wise
Your mind's in disturbia, it's like the darkness is light
Disturbia, am I scaring you tonight?
Disturbia, ain't used to what you like
Disturbia, disturbia

As the song continued and the chorus picked up, Arizona found herself grinding with Callie, and Callie didn't oppose. Callie gasped audibly as Arizona's delicious ass continuously slammed into her front. The more they danced, the closer and closer they got. Arizona felt weak at the knees at the feel of Callie's breasts pressed up against her back. Both felt their breathing quicken, and although they were impossibly close, it wasn't enough. Callie felt like she was going to fall over if she didn't hold on to something, so she gently grasped Arizona's hips as they swayed with her own. Arizona felt light-headed at the feeling of Callie's hands on her body. She bit her lip to stifle a moan as she laid her head back on Callie's shoulder with her eyes closed. The combination of Arizona's hair tickling her neck and the intoxicating scent radiating from her caused Callie to gently move her hands from Arizona's hips around to her stomach. Arizona thought she was going to melt. She felt her core heat up. Callie's body was pressed against her with her light breath tickling her neck, and her hands were roaming freely on her abdomen. She never felt so alive. And Callie never felt so good. To keep from falling herself, Arizona gently wrapped her arms around Callie's neck, still maintaining the rhythm. Neither ever thought two bodies could mold so perfectly together, but here they were, not a space of air between them. They danced as one. Callie was sure Arizona could feel her heart pounding against her back. Both felt light-headed, and they knew it had nothing to do with the alcohol. Arizona couldn't handle not being able to see the beautiful Latina wrapped around her, so she quickly spun in place, maintaining the same closeness as before. Callie's breath hitched at the feel of Arizona's breasts pressed against hers. They still danced, only Arizona now ground down onto Callie's leg, causing Callie to unintentionally bite her bottom lip. Their faces were once again mere inches apart and their breaths intermingled. Arizona's arms were still on Callie's shoulders and Callie's hands still gripped at Arizona's hips. Arizona stared into the brown filled orbs before her with nothing but awe and lust. She swore Callie's eyes were a darker shade than before. As the song ended, they both stilled their movements, but neither was willing to move. Their bodies were still pressed together and their breathing remained shallow. Callie broke the trance first.

She cleared her throat and let out a raspy, "I need another drink."

Arizona only nodded, fearing words would fail her.

They made their way back to the table where everyone else was already sitting. Neither had noticed anyone else during their dance, so this didn't surprise them. They sat down near a smirking Addison. This time they sat even closer than last, their thighs lightly touching. Neither seemed to mind, so neither moved. The conversation around them continued, but their thoughts were back on the dance floor. They kept glancing at each other, trying to gauge what the other was thinking.

"Right Arizona?" Colleen asked apparently addressing her.

"Huh?" Arizona said snapping out of her less than innocent thoughts.

"When we dated, you hated my hair like this."

Callie felt her stomach drop suddenly.

Arizona gently sipped her drink and avoided eye contact with Callie as she muttered, "Uh…I don't…I don't remember that."

"Oh, you so did!" Colleen said, totally oblivious.

"You two dated?" Callie interjected much harsher than she intended. She couldn't help the raging jealousy she felt and the tightening in her chest.

"Oh yeah!" Colleen said before Arizona could respond.

"A very long…long time ago," Arizona added as if this was justification. She didn't know why she felt the need to explain to Callie, but she did.

"Oh, I love this song, too! Arizona dance with me!" Colleen shouted and dragged Arizona onto her feet before she could even respond. She glanced back at Callie one more time before getting sucked into the crowd.

Callie immediately whipped her head around to Addison with a glare and said, "She's gay?"

"I tried to tell you," Addison said smiling.

"And her and Colleen…" Callie swallowed the lump in her throat. She couldn't even finish that sentence.

"I thought this was good thing, Cal."

"She doesn't like me Addison," Callie snapped.

Mark sat looking between the two women, obviously very confused.

"Oh, please, Callie. Seriously? You two were basically having sex on the dance floor just now."

"Whatever. Mark, let's dance," Callie said getting up and grabbing Mark against his will.

Addison just laughed as Mark allowed himself to be dragged onto the dance floor.

They maintained a distance from Arizona and Colleen, but were in plain sight. Callie started dancing against Mark as she had just been dancing with Arizona and occasionally glanced over to see if Arizona was looking. Arizona was dancing with Colleen and eventually made eye contact with Callie. She furrowed her brows together as she watched Callie dance with Mark in a way she wanted only reserved for her. As Callie ground harder into Mark, Arizona ground more into Colleen, neither breaking eye contact with one another.

Out of nowhere, Colleen grabbed Arizona's face with both hands and kissed her hard. Callie's movements immediately stopped and her heart felt as though it been shattered. She couldn't see this. She pushed off of Mark and fled to the bathroom as tears immediately began to fall.

As soon as Arizona registered what was happening, she pushed Colleen away. "What the hell, Colleen?"

"Just helping you out."

"What?" Arizona asked in a mixture of anger and confusion.

"You were trying to make Callie jealous, right? Just helping you out."

Arizona scoffed and fled to follow the raven hair into the bathroom.

Colleen smiled and gave Addison two thumbs up and Addison gave her a wink while she held up the five dollar bill. It went just as planned.

Arizona entered the bathroom to find Callie leaning over the sink, dabbing at her eyes. Callie quickly tried to rid of any tears as she heard Arizona enter. She looked up in the mirror and met Arizona's sympathetic gaze.

"Colleen kissed me," Arizona said feeling the need to explain.

"You don't owe me an explanation Arizona," Callie said harshly.

"But…are you okay?" Arizona questioned.

Callie laughed in disbelief and said, "Just peachy."

"Callie…" Arizona trailed off.

"I thought we were friends," Callie snapped.

"What?" Arizona asked in disbelief at how this conversation was heading.

Callie whipped around and leaned against the sink and said it again, "I thought we were friends."

"We are friends."

"No. No we're not. Because friends tell their friends the important details in their lives, like oh, I don't know, their sexuality," Callie spoke with nothing but venom and it made Arizona cringe.

"I didn't think it mattered," Arizona admitted kicking her heels against the ground, not making eye contact.

"Of course it matters! Why didn't you tell me, Arizona?"

Arizona slowly looked up at Callie and met her gaze, "I think you know."

Calllie slowly shook her head and said, "No, no I really don't. I can only think of one thing and that's you really don't like me, which hurts because I thought we were good friends. Best friends."

"I don't want to be friends with you!" Arizona shouted suddenly.

Callie felt like she'd been punched in the gut as one tear accidentally fell down her cheek.

Arizona realized her mistake as she gently stepped closer to Callie. "You're not hearing me, Calliope."

Callie looked up as Arizona continuously stepped closer to her.

Arizona cupped Callie's cheek with one hand and said, "I really don't want to be friends with you," before pressing her lips against Callie's for the first time in the briefest of moments.
Before Callie could even register what was happening, the kiss was over, leaving Callie speechless. Did that just happen?

Arizona scanned Callie's face for any trace of what she was thinking.

Callie swallowed and let out a small, "Oh." Oh? Really? That's the best you got?

Arizona, immediately misunderstanding this reaction, released Callie's face and fled from the bathroom. By the time Callie could comprehend what was happening, Arizona had already left the bathroom. Callie jumped up to follow her. When she scanned the bar she found a bouncy head of curls making a beeline exit for the door. She chased after her, but Arizona was going so fast. As soon as Callie left the bar, it was pouring. Perfect. Just perfect. She saw the blonde turning a corner and called out "Arizona!" as loud as she could. She kicked off her heels and splashed through the puddles trying to catch the perfect blonde escaping her. "Arizona!" she tried again when she was in sight.

Arizona wouldn't turn around, picking up her pace. She felt the mixture of tears and rain sting her eyes and cheeks.

"Arizona, would you wait for one god damn second!" Callie shouted.

Arizona stopped abruptly and whipped her head around to see the figure getting closer and closer to her. "Just forget it, Callie. Forget I ever said or did anything. Can you please just freaking forget—"

She didn't get to finish, for she was cut off by a pair of plump lips attacking her own. Callie grasped at Arizona's head and kissed her hard, trying to convey every emotion she was feeling in this moment. It only took Arizona a minute to respond as she whimpered into the kiss and grabbed Callie's cheeks to bring their faces impossibly closer. Callie's hands made their way down to Arizona's waist as she pulled her closer, connecting their lower halves. Callie gently stuck out her tongue and Arizona quickly obliged. Soon both were battling for dominance. The kiss was long, languid, and passionate. Neither felt that they were close enough to each other and were grasping at anything and everything they could. Callie pulled Arizona's ass toward her and Arizona immediately hopped up, wrapping her legs around Callie's waste. Callie gasped into her mouth at the sudden new contact. Callie pushed Arizona up against the nearest wall to assist her in holding Arizona up, and trapped Arizona with both arms on either side of her head. Not that Arizona wanted to escape. Callie slowly rubbed Arizona's thigh as they continued to kiss, causing the black dress to ride up even higher. Slowly and gradually when air became a necessity, they released. Callie kissed the tears and rain off both of Arizona's cheeks and placed her forehead against hers.
"If you would have given me one second to respond…" Callie whispered trailing off.

Arizona giggled and let Callie continue.

"You would have realized…I don't want to forget it happened."

Arizona thought her heart would burst, and words failed her, so she grabbed the nape of Callie's neck and pulled her in hard for another kiss. Slowly, Callie let Arizona back onto the ground, but they remained kissing against the wall. The kiss came to its natural end as they gazed into each other's eyes.

"Woah," Callie mumbled.

"Yeah."

"That was-"

"Yeah."

"What are you thinking?" Callie whispered.

Arizona tried to form a coherent sentence out of all her scramble thoughts. "I can't believe I'm actually kissing you," she whispered wiping the hair out of the Latina's face.

The mega-watt grin Callie sent her way made Arizona's heart melt. "Me neither. I've been wanting to do that for such a long time. Ever since that damn case."

"You have no idea," Arizona muttered before reclaiming Callie's lips with her own.

Callie moaned into her mouth at the sudden contact. Callie had never been kissed like this before, and she knew she never wanted it to end. Her lips were solely made for kissing this perfect woman in her arms. Arizona was quickly realizing that kissing Callie would become her new favorite thing. Her drug. She couldn't get enough of this woman.

"You taste so good," Callie moaned into her mouth.
Both stopped and Arizona's eyes snapped open as Callie retreated and put her head down. Arizona giggled as Callie muttered, "Can we please pretend I didn't just say that?"

"No," Arizona said lifting Callie's chin to meet her gaze, "Because that was incredibly hot."

Both smiled into yet again another perfect kiss.

They were suddenly interrupted by a wobbling, loud Addison leaving the club. They reluctantly pulled apart as Addison shouted, "Calliope! Blondie!"

Neither pulled away and kept the contact. "Hey, Addison," Callie moaned still looking at Arizona.

"Hey, it's raining out here are you guys crazy—oh! Well look at you," Addison said stopping short.

They both looked at her for the first time. "Yes," Callie said feigning annoyance, "That is now the second time you've interrupted us."

"Oh thank god!" Addison shouted, "Mark! Callie finally kissed Blondie!"

"Jesus, Addy," Callie mumbled. Arizona giggled.

"Well, it's about damn time!" Addison shouted, "Now I can stop hearing you gush about the girl."

"Addison!" Callie shouted, causing Addison to put her hands up and slowly back away.

"She's crazy," Callie said turning her attention back to Arizona.

"You gush about me?" Arizona said dimples in full force.

"Shutup," Callie muttered as color rose to her cheeks.

"Calliope?"

"Hm?"

"I haven't been able to stop thinking about you either," Arizona said smiling.

Callie couldn't resist kissing Arizona again after that confession. She felt her heart swell with pure joy and love.

"While I'm really enjoying this," Arizona said lightly when they released, "I think I should probably go my way while you go yours, otherwise I could spend the entire night kissing you right here."

"What's wrong with that?" Callie asked pecking Arizona lightly.

"I won't be able to control myself from doing something…unladylike like if we keep this up."

Callie felt heat through her core at Arizona's implication.

"And while that would be amazing…" Arizona continued, "I want to do this right. I want us to be right."

Callie pecked Arizona one more time. "Me too."

"So, I'm gonna say goodnight," Arizona said, not attempting move.

"Okay," Callie answered, also staying in place.

They eventually let their hands fall and Arizona couldn't resist placing a light kiss on Callie's cheek, "Goodnight, Calliope."

"Goodnight Arizona," she whispered back. Arizona turned quickly before could get sucked back into those beautiful brown orbs. Callie watched her walk away and Arizona couldn't resist another glance back at Callie, sending her a wink.

Callie clutched at her chest when Arizona was out of sight, not quite able to believe what just happened. She hopped in a cab and had a smile plastered to her face the rest of the night.

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