This chapter has a lot of back and forth between the two ladies points of view, sorry if that makes it hard to read… if it is super difficult let me know and I can try to rework it.
Anything in apostrophes is them talking or thinking to themselves… I wanted it to be distinguished from talking out loud.
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Callie woke up slowly unaware of where she was. It was the first time in nearly two weeks that she woke up feeling safe and warm. She was tangled with something warm, like a life sized teddy bear. Squeezing her warm teddy bear she became startled when it began to move. It pulled her in tighter as if leaching her own warmth.
Callie's eyes suddenly opened to see blonde hair sprawled across her pillow. Slowly Callie began to realize what was happening. She thought to herself I must have fell asleep with Arizona… Oh shit… I fell asleep with Arizona… Oh shit… oh shit… Think Callie what happened last night? Closing her eye Callie tried to focus. OK so I was getting sick and Arizona helped me to bed… She said something about me needing to eat but I don't remember anything after that… How did she get in bed with me? Did I ask her to come sleep in my bed… Greg and I's bed? Did she have a bad dream and come in to feel safe? Did I scream in my sleep again… My parents said I did that a few times right after Greg was killed… Deep breaths Callie, deep breaths.
Breathing deeply made Arizona wiggle in her sleep, Callie quickly held her breath and hoped she didn't wake her sleeping friend. After a few minutes Arizona seemed to be settled and still in deep sleep. Lifting her head to check and see if she could see Arizona's face Callie came up empty, the position they were in made it so that Callie could only just barely lift her head without moving the arm that was wedged under Arizona. Sighing Callie laid back on her pillow staring at the ceiling once again… The ceiling had been her constant of late. It didn't judge it just listened. 'Jesus Callie' she thought to herself 'you are talking to the freaking ceiling. Pull it together!'
Closing her eyes Callie began to think again… Since Greg's death she couldn't remember a time that she had slept more soundly. She was content laying next to Arizona so content that she found herself drifting back off to sleep.
Arizona awoke to the sound of deep breathing. She didn't want to wake Callie from her sleep so she remained as still as possible in the position that she was in. She was warm and felt her emotions arise as she thought back to when the last time she felt this safe and happy. Thinking to herself as eye eyes remained closed 'How can I be happy? I shouldn't feel happy. My whole life is a freaking mess… HOW DO I FEEL HAPPY? Whooo Arizona calm down. You just need to remember the situation… Callie wasn't even awake when she dragged you into this. She is probably freaking out right now because Dr. Franks told her the one thing that you were working on telling her about… Who are you kidding Arizona you have more than that you are a lesbian to tell Callie… You should tell her why you are really here, I mean come on more than a job offer sent you running from Boston.'
Arizona felt a pull on the arm that was under her breaking her from her thoughts. Feeling the arm relax again Arizona took trained and even breaths in hope that Callie would believe that she was asleep. Feeling Callie lay back on the pillow Arizona sent up a silent prayer, hoping beyond hope that someone was up above watching over her. After this past year she didn't know if she believed in God anymore or even in heaven. She wanted to believe that there was a heaven, she really wanted to but she couldn't convince herself.
Listening closely Arizona heard Callie's breathing even out and could tell that she had fallen back to sleep. Arizona let herself relax into the pillow and took deep calming breaths. She was sure that Callie was going to wake up and freak out about sharing a bed with her, after Dr. Franks had shared her news she thought Callie would want nothing to do with her.
Arizona didn't think that Callie was shallow in any way. She knew that Callie would still be her friend and let her live in her house but she never thought Callie would let her share her bed again. I mean sharing a bed in middle or high school had a whole different meaning than sharing a bed knowing the person you are sharing with is a lesbian. Arizona was honestly worried about what would happen when Callie woke again but she prayed for the best before looking at the clock and realizing it was already late in the night and falling back to sleep.
Arizona woke slowly the next morning to the sound of the shower turning off. She rolled onto her back and realized that she was alone in bed. Taking a deep breath Arizona prepared for the worse, thinking it would be a futile attempt to try to exit the room before Callie returned from her shower.
Hearing the door open Arizona opened her eyes and turned towards Callie. Callie was standing in the doorway to the bathroom in only a towel hair draped down onto her shoulders and eyes looking directly at Arizona's.
"Hey… Did you sleep well?" Callie asked surprisingly calm.
"Um… yes I slept better than I have in almost a year…" came Arizona's honest response.
"I slept better than I have in a while too… It was nice not being alone…" Callie responded honestly in return.
"Well I'm going to get up and head over to my room to shower and change. Meet you downstairs for breakfast in a few minute?" Arizona asked. "I can always cook if you aren't feeling up to it."
"No no I can cook it should be done by the time you get showered and ready. I'm just going to thrown on some clothes and head down" Callie smiled back. "Do you want anything special? I don't really know what you like."
"I like almost everything Cal. I'm really not picky. Whatever you make will be perfect. Thanks" Arizona smiled back.
Arizona left the room and headed across the hall to her own room. Shutting the door Arizona slide down the inside of it onto the floor. She began thinking to herself 'this can't be happening, I can't be feeling this. She is my best friend. I'm just lonely. I'm so alone… I just need someone to talk to and to trust… That has to be what I'm feeling'. Picking herself up off the floor Arizona made her way into the bathroom to get showered and ready for her day.
Thirty minutes later Arizona opened her bedroom door and headed towards the stairs. She wore a pair of blue jeans and a Ramones t - shirt that was one of her favorites because it was so soft. Telling herself that she was insane for thinking about last night as more than two friends sharing a bed. Walking down she began to smell something burning in the air.
"Cal… are you alright?" she said making her way towards the kitchen.
Callie changed into a pair of jeans and a simple cotton t-shirt with the seattle seahawks logo on the front and the name Wilson plastered across the top of the back. She headed back into her ensuite bathroom to apply a light layer of make up. Smiling at herself in the mirror Callie walked towards the bedroom door and headed into the hallway before remembering that she saw a tray on her bedside table turning around she went back to grab the tray.
Making her way into the hallway again this time with a tray in her left hand Callie went down the stairs. ''I hope that I look good' Callie thought to herself ' what are you doing Cal? it's just Arizona… the same person that you knew ten years ago… the same person that you saw yesterday when you looked like shit'.
Callie made it to the kitchen and started pulling bacon, sausage and eggs out of the refrigerator to begin cooking a wonderful breakfast. 'I really hope that Arizona likes french toast' Callie thought to herself. 'God Cal, get over it… You slept in the same bed… nothing changed, you are still friends… she just makes you feel safe… friends are suppose to make you feel safe Cal nothing crazy is happening… STOP acting like everything changed, you idiot!'
After getting the bacon going Callie went to the pantry in search of some bread to make french toast finding it on the middle shelf in the pantry she began to mix the ingredients to her special french toast recipe adding her special secret ingredient and dropping a piece of bread in before putting it in the pan.
Turning around Callie saw where Greg lay on the floor bleeding only a few days ago. Frozen in her spot all Callie could do was stare at the spot where Greg's body laid tears beginning to stream down her face as her body was taken over by silent sobs.
"Cal… are you alright?" came Arizona's voice from the living room.