June 11th
Hey Baby,
I loved the letter. I haven't gotten one from Tim yet, but I'm sure you'll get him on it. The tattoo was beautiful. I want to spend more time to get to look at it though. It's kinda hard to get a good look at it when you're eating me out, or vice-versa. My lip is doing pretty good, almost gone. And don't ever say sorry about the sex. That sex was some of the best of my lip. That means a lot, I've had a lot, I mean, not too much, but some, a little bit, uh... I have had some very good sex in my day. I'll leave it at that. I missed it out here at the hospital. It was nice to just have time off, but I'm happy I'm back. Today my best doctor, Karev, make a bold move. He told me I was wrong. Flat off. It was perfect. This poor girl, Hayley, was told she had paranoid schizophrenia but she knew she wasn't crazy. She kept telling us, but you know as doctors we can't always believe the patient, but Alex (Karev) found out that she has Superior Canal Dehiscence Syndrome, super hard to get. It was perfect to see him figure it out. Then when she woke up and we told her she wasn't crazy. That's what I'm here for. To fix people, to give them another chance at life.
It's so hard to sleep in my huge bed all alone. I got so used to sharing that twin size bed with you. I tend to sleep on the couch now because it feels safer, or I just stay in the on-call rooms. When you get here I have got to take you into one of these rooms and get back at all these nasty people. ;)
I'm up for you calling me whenever you can baby. I would love to hear your voice. God I need to hear your voice again. I miss everything about you. I put a picture in here, so I better get a picture back ASAP! I need one of you just as much as you need one of me Calliope. I'm fine with you talking to the girl there, what did you say her name was? Teddy? Isn't that a odd name? Anyways, it's all good. I don't really have any good friends over here yet. I mean I have Karev, but he's not a girl. He's a man. Oh and Mark likes to hit on me, even though he knows I'm gay. I guess he's okay. He got me laid a few times. Wait, should I be telling you about that? I don't really know what's off limits. Everything just seems so open and free. I love our relationship. I can't wait to hold you in my arms again though.
With love,
Arizona
Arizona smiles to herself as she fold the piece of paper up.
"Hey Arizona, you free tonight? I need to drink and I need a place to stay. Your place is just around the corner right" Addison Montgomery asks, walking in on the blonde.
"Yeah, sure, whatever" The blonde mumbles, smiling to herself and looking at the envelope she is signing.
"Who are you writing to" The redhead asks.
"My girlfriend" The words roll right out of her mouth, it's natural.
"You got a girl" Addison asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Calliope Torres" Arizona smiles up at the redhead.
"Callie? Callie Torres? Are you for real? Isn't she in the army" Addison asks, jaw dropping.
"You know her" Arizona asks, looking up confused.
"She was my best friend before she ran off. That bitch Erica. Grr, still gets me to this day. Cal am I grew up together. She's the best. When does she come home?"
"Next year" Arizona sighs.
"Oh, sorry" Addison mumbles.
"It's fine, I need to go send this, so I'll be at Joe's later tonight, okay" She asks.
"Yeah, see you later"