Thanks to my wonderful Betas: Scronkidile and Elodealeaf!

Calliope had been pacing for the past hour. What was taking them so long? Obviously Sloan had told the truth, but now Calliope was focused on the fact that almost everyone important to La Femme was at that warehouse and Sloan could have been a ploy to get them there. She didn't think he'd take Addison if there was danger. He really did love her. Of course, if something went wrong, Calliope wouldn't know because all of the people who would tell her if something went wrong would be dead.

She was drawn out of her panic by a loud banging on the door. Why did everyone have to bang? Calliope hated banging. She yanked the door open and took stock of everyone as they entered. Cristina was sobbing, clinging to Mer. Teddy looked exhausted, pale and dead-eyed. Mark and Addison looked fine, but tired. They headed straight into the kitchen and began to take out wine glasses. Bailey strutted in and headed straight to the couch, plopping down with a sigh. When Calliope looked back to the doorway, she saw Arizona standing there, smiling tiredly, hands gripping her jacket tightly.

"You, uh, you missed a lot, Calliope. I saw two people get shot." She shrugged, trying to be nonchalant. "It was an experience." She looked around the room, taking in her options, before heading into the kitchen to help Addison and Mark scrounge up some food.

Calliope stood by the door, waiting for someone to tell her what happened, but everyone was in their own world. The only sound in the room was Cristina's sobbing and the mumbling coming from the kitchen. Calliope realized she was still holding the door open and shut it loudly.

"He shot Henry."

"Who-"

"I was holding him. I was kissing him and suddenly there was a bang and," Teddy stopped abruptly. "Are gunshots always that loud?" She looked at Bailey who said nothing, then at Calliope who had tears in her eyes. "I don't think it was that loud when you got shot. I didn't hear anything when Owen got shot!"

"Owen got shot?"

"And he was so heavy! I'm not usually the one putting people onto the table; they usually get rolled in, but I never expected him to be so heavy." She looked hopelessly at her hands.

Bailey spoke. "Yang shot Hunt. He yelled at her about…things and she shot him."

Calliope turned to speak to Cristina when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Arizona was sitting on the kitchen counter, holding a glass of wine. On her right was Addison, who was leaning forward and giving Arizona her sexiest smile. On her left was Mark, casually lounging against the counter, eating an apple. Callie narrowed her eyes. What were they up to? Addison placed her hand on Arizona's knee just as Arizona covered her mouth to smother a laugh. Callie almost walked towards them when Addison looked towards her. The knowing look in her eye was enough to make Callie push down her jealousy.

She turned back to Cristina. "Hey, can you tell me what happened? What triggered you?"

Cristina looked at her wetly, gasping for breath, before swallowing and nodding. "I am going to tell you and then I am going to take a sedative and sleep it off in your bed." She waited for Calliope to nod before continuing. "He brought up my miscarriage and my abortion. I don't even know how he knew those things. They happened back at Dartmouth. Only Mer knows about them. Well, Mer and Burke."

"Preston Burke?" Addison's voice called from the kitchen.

Cristina looked at her confused. "Yeah. You know him?"

"I don't. Erica did."

Calliope's eyebrows drew down. "Oh yeah. She did mention him. I mean, they went to undergrad together almost 20 years ago."

Cristina just shrugged. "We were engaged. He was a professor at Dartmouth and I took his Intro. to Cardiothoracic class and it just escalated from there. I got pregnant, before we got engaged and I considered keeping it, but before I could decide I ended up miscarrying when I heard about my father's death. I, uh, I was pregnant when Burke left me. He disappeared one day and left his engagement ring on the counter. I got an abortion. I wasn't going to have a kid on my own, much less a kid I was going to resent." Mer took her hand. "Mer's the closest thing to family I have."

The room was silent for a moment before Cristina cleared her throat. "That's enough emotional bullshit. I'll be in Calliope's room if you need me." She stood up. "Actually, try not to need me until tomorrow." Meredith followed her into the room.

Calliope looked at Bailey. "Sometimes I think those two are more than friends, but they're also kind of sisters."

"Like us!" Addison chimed in from the kitchen. Callie just looked at her at until she shrugged. "Or not."

"Yeah, I'm leaning towards 'not'."

Arizona hopped off the counter and brought Callie a glass of wine. "So what's the plan, boss?"

Calliope smiled as she took the wine glass. "I think we need to strike back. The fact that L'Homme thinks they can just come in and take our supplies is ridiculous. The fact that we didn't have defenses around our warehouse is even more ridiculous," she took a sip of her wine, "Miranda?"

Bailey bristled at that. "I'm sorry, Fearless Leader, but I was concentrating our defenses around our weaponry and our border."

"Well, considering the fact that they made it all the way into our territory, I'd say step up the border defense."

"Would you like to find me more troops? Because I am short."

"I'd say."

Bailey stood up menacingly. "Look here, Girl, I stood by your inheritance of La Femme, despite your inexperience, but I will not be disrespected. Until you put yourself on the front line, you cannot belittle my judgment or my girls."

Calliope looked her silently, before nodding. "You're right. I'm sorry." She held out her hand and Bailey shook it. "Alright, I do think we need to strike back, though."

"I agree, but not tonight. They'd be expecting us to retaliate right away, but I want to plan this out. Make them wait."

Calliope nodded. "Agreed."

"Dinner is ready!" Mark stood in the kitchen, placing a final plate of food onto the counter. Addison stood next to him, smiling. "Tada!"

Bailey looked at Callie. "May I ask when Sloan became a part of La Femme?"

"He tipped us about the raid."

Bailey squinted at him for a moment. "Fine. That's fine. This food better be good."

Mark just nodded smugly. "It is."

Arizona put her hand on Callie's arm. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Yeah, of course." She lead Arizona to the far corner of the room, keeping an eye on the kitchen. "What's up?"

"I was talking to Addison-"

"Oh god, should I be worried?"

"Shut up, I'm being serious."

"Sorry, Sorry, Go on."

Arizona looked at Callie for a moment, making sure she wasn't going to interrupt again. "I was talking to Addison and she mentioned that Sloan needed a place to stay. I know you aren't that close with him and I'm really not close to him," she looked towards the kitchen for a second before lowering her voice, "I also hate the way he stares at my chest."

Callie looked confused. "So what? You don't want him in La Femme?"

"No! I'm totally fine with that! If you get past the boob staring and the dirty jokes, he seems pretty cool. I was going to suggest letting Addison and him have my room at Teddy's. They can keep an eye on her and she can keep an eye on him."

Callie smiled, pleased that Arizona cared about her friends. "Yeah! That sounds like a great idea."

"There's only one problem. That means I wouldn't have a place to live." She smiled at Callie, who was immediately distracted by her dimples. "I was wondering if I could move in with you?"

Callie looked at her for a moment, a grin lighting up her face. "Of course you can move in with me. I'd like that. You can bring your stuff over tonight, if you want, since we aren't doing anything."

Arizona laughed. "Yay! I will! I'll put Sloan to some use."

Callie just laughed.

Callie shut the door behind Mark. Turning around, she saw Arizona opening one of the boxes they'd brought over. "Hey, don't worry about that. It's late; we'll get it tomorrow."

Arizona shut the box. "Thank God. I'm so tired." She walked across the room to Callie. "So, I'm super gross. Can I use your shower?"

Callie nodded. "Of course! I mean, it's our shower now, but sure. It's in my room." She turned towards her bedroom, gesturing for Arizona to follow. She opened the door and stopped suddenly when she saw Meredith and Cristina curled up on the bed, asleep. Surprised by the sudden stop, Arizona bumped into her back, knocking her forward. Callie's "Oof!" woke the women up.

Sitting up slowly, rubbing her face with one hand, Meredith waved at them. "Hey, what time is it?"

"Nine."

"pm?"

"Yeah"

She nodded sleepily and shook Cristina. "Come on, we have to leave."

Cristina just curled around her pillow more. "No."

Callie laughed and walked further into her room. "Get out of my bed, bitch."

"Wow, you're rude," Cristina commented as she sat up. She got up and looked around, bleary eyed, for her shoes. Meredith held them out for her.

Callie and Arizona just watched them, amused. They stood next to each other, shoulders touching. Callie looked at Arizona for a moment, imagining what they would be like in the morning. Arizona probably had cute bedhead and she would probably be down for morning sex. Just then, Arizona looked at her. She smiled knowingly as Callie blushed.

Finally, Cristina pushed herself through their arms. Meredith followed, smiling apologetically. Callie and Arizona turned and watched them leave through the front door. They looked back at each other, alone again.

"Uh, the shower is just through there. I'll grab some towels from one of your boxes for you."

Arizona smiled brightly. "Thanks!" She went into the bathroom.

Callie nodded to herself. They could do this. It wasn't going to be awkward or weird. It was going to be just like the past week. As she walked into the living room, she made a mental checklist. Clean out the guest room. Buy a bed. Groceries. Would Arizona want to paint the place?

She opened a box, lost in thought. Callie suddenly found herself face to face with a box full of Arizona's underwear. It was an odd mix of lacy boy shorts and duck panties. She noticed some lingerie and a giant stuffed animal. This woman was a walking contradiction. Wait. Close the panty box, Calliope. Don't be a freak.

Moving on to the next box, Callie read the label. Towels. Perfect. They were lavender and super soft. For a second, she considered looking through more of Arizona's boxes. She would see it all eventually, right? No way, that's creepy.

Callie carried the towels back into her bedroom and hesitated before the bathroom door. Arizona was showering there. Naked showering. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door. The room was like a sauna. The mirror was foggy and Callie felt herself start sweating from the steam. Apparently, Arizona liked to bathe in the fires of Mordor, which was perfect, because that was what Callie liked too. No, Callie, just leave the towels and go.

"Calliope?"

Callie froze. "Yeah?"

Arizona opened the door to the shower and leaned her head out. "Do you have a razor I could use?"

Callie tore her eyes from the silhouette Arizona's body made against the glass and met her eyes. She blushed at the knowing smirk on Arizona's face. "Uh…yes! I do! Yes, yeah, uh…" She turned around and opened the cabinet next to the sink. Grabbing a new razor, she turned back around. "Here you go."

Arizona just looked at her when she didn't move. "I can't reach it from all the way over here…"

Callie's blush darkened. "Right, yeah, of course." She nervously took the few steps to the shower and handing the razor to Arizona. Meeting Arizona's eyes, she stopped breathing for a second. Her eyes had changed from their normal bright blue to a dark, dark midnight color. "Uh, I have to...um…"

Callie turned around quickly and ran into the sink. She paused for a moment, unsure if she could possibly blush any more. Gathering herself, she fled the bathroom and shut the door. Leaning against it, she hung her head. God, she was so clumsy around hot women. Arizona was SO hot. She sighed; this was going to be interesting.

She figured she might as well set the couch up. Grabbing some pillows off her bed, she headed into the living room. At least her couch was comfortable. As she turned back around to find a blanket, she saw Arizona standing in the doorway, wrapped in her lavender towel. Callie froze again; this couldn't be good for her heart.

"I, uh, I'll let you get dressed." Callie walk towards Arizona, headed to the bedroom. As she past her, she was stop by a hand on her arm.

"Hey." Arizona was looking at her again. Really looking at her. "Come here."

Callie turned to face her, smiling nervously. "what?"

"Don't listen to Bailey; you're a total chick magnet."

Callie smiled widely, taking a step closer. "Yeah?"

Arizona tangled her fingers in Callie's hair. "yeah." She brushed her lips against Callie's softly before sighed and kissing her fully. Callie's arms wrapped around Arizona's waist, pulling her close. After a moment, Arizona pulled away. Callie smiled and kissed her again. Arizona bit Callie's lip and Callie's hips jerked against her. Suddenly, a shooting pain caused Callie to pull away.

"Fuck!" Callie clutched her side. "Oh god. Ow. Ow!"

Arizona panicked. "What? What is it? Is it your wound? Are you ok?!"

"No hip jerking! No sexy fun! I'm not healed!"

Arizona guided her towards the couch and helped her sit. "I'll go get pain meds for you!" She ran out of the room.

Callie cursed. Of course this would happen. She knew it would take longer than a week to fully heal; it was a fucking gunshot wound, but still. This was bullshit! She actually got to kiss Arizona, her lips were still tingling, and she couldn't do anything else. Maybe it was for the best. The last time she rushed into a relationship, she'd been left. The time before that he had died.

"Hey, take these." Arizona stood in front of her, holding out a glass of water and a couple pills. "I'm really sorry."

Callie tossed back the pills and took a sip of water. "It's ok, really. I'm sorry we had to stop."

Arizona smiled down at her, dimples showing. "Me too."

They just looked at each other for a moment before Callie yawned. She smiled when Arizona yawned right after. "Ok, I think it's our bedtime. I'll go grab you a blanket and let you get dressed." She stood up and hesitated. Kissing Arizona quickly, she moved past her into the bedroom. This had been such a weird day. Owen was dead, Teddy's boyfriend was dead, Sloan was now part of La Femme, Cristina was traumatized, and Arizona was kissing her. And living with her.

She grabbed a blanket off her bed just as there was a knock on her doorframe. Turning around, she smiled at Arizona. "Nice Pjs."

"Thanks! I love giraffes!" She stroked one of the fuzzy giraffes on her pants. "Um, I'll just take that and go to sleep."

Callie handed over the blanket and smiled. "Good night!"

Arizona looked at her for a moment, obviously thinking. Finally, she smiled awkwardly and nodded. She went back into the living room, shutting the room behind her.

Callie stared at the door for a moment before it hit her. She should have kissed her good night! Fuck. She was the worst at this. Heading over to the dresser, she berated herself. She finally gets Arizona where she wants her and totally blows it. Of course she did. She always fucks up relationships. Pull out a big shirt to sleep in, she shook her head. Not that this was a relationship. They had only kissed once. Well, twice. But still.

She undressed and put on her night shirt. Walking into the bathroom, she laughed at the note written in lipstick on the mirror. You should have joined me – A. Maybe next time. She brushed her teeth quickly and then crawled into bed. It was weird sleeping alone. After thirteen years of sleeping next to Addison almost every night, the big bed seemed really empty. She should ask Arizona to sleep in the bed with her. No, that would be really awkward.

There was a knock on her door. She sat up. "Come in."

Arizona opened the door and stuck her head in, looking sheepish. "Hey, um, would it be alright if I slept in here? Your couch is really uncomfortable and I have a hard time sleeping in new places. It's ok if you don't want to! I mean, I can try to-"

"It's ok." Callie smiled at her. "I was actually considering asking you to come sleep with me." She realized what she said. "I mean, sleep with me! No! Sleep in bed with me! Just sleeping!"

Arizona laughed as she fully entered the bedroom, dragging her blanket behind her. "I understood you. And thanks!"

She climbed onto the bed. Callie tried not to stare down the front of her shirt. She'd taken her pants of at some point, leaving only her red lacy top. As she scooted her legs under the blanket, she looked at Callie.

"Good night!"

Callie smiled at her and turned off the lamp.

"Good night."