"Oh god what should I wear" A frazzled looking Latina asks the empty room.
"Oh hey" A blonde says as she walks in.
"Oh crap, am I late" Callie asks.
"No, if anything I'm late" Arizona laughs, walking over to her locker.
"So what should I wear, blue or red" Callie asks, holding up two different shirts.
"Um, what about" Arizona walks over to her locker, looks in it, "This one" Arizona says, pulling out a purple shirt.
"Do I get to pick yours out then" Callie asks, walking over to Arizona's locker.
"Aren't we suppose to see each other naked before we pick out clothes for each other" Arizona asks with a laugh.
"I tend to skip steps" Callie says with a wink over her shoulder.
"Find something good yet" Arizona asks.
"Yeah, wear this" Callie says, pulling out a red shirt.
"This? It isn't too flashy" Arizona asks.
"I like flashy" Callie winks, handing Arizona the shirt.
"I can do that then" Arizona says, taking off her shirt.
"Woh" Callie says, eyes glued to the now exposed skin.
"How about we skip a few steps" Arizona asks, moving closer to the taller women.
"I'm good with that" Callie whispers, looking up into bright blue eyes.
"Good" Arizona whispers, leaning in for a kiss.
Their lips touch, sending chills up and down their spines. Callie's hand gently strokes the side of Arizona's face. Arizona's hand tangles in Callie's raven locks.
"Torres" Owen says as the door opens.
"Oh, sorry" He says as he steps in the room.
"It's fine" Arizona says, stepping back and putting on a shirt.
"What do you need Owen" Callie asks, stepping back from the blonde.
"Do you have plans tonight" Owen asks, looking into dark eyes.
"What's going on" Callie asks, worried by the look in his eyes.
"Callie. He's here" Owen whispers.
"Who's here" Callie asks, confused.
"Tim" Owen says.
That name sends a chill through everyone in the room.
"Who's Tim" Arizona asks.
"Cal, can we talk about this alone" Owen asks, eyeing the blonde.
"Arizona, could you go? I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you" Callie says to the blonde but not looking away from Owen.
"Yeah, sure. If you need to talk I'm here" Arizona says, gently touching the small of Callie's back before she leaves.
"Thank you" Owen says as the short blonde passes her.
"No problem" Arizona mumbles.
"Tim's here" Callie asks.
"He's with his parents here. I didn't even know it was him, but his parents were in a crash. They were all in a crash" Owen sighs.
"He's the kid I worked on, isn't he" Callie asks.
"Seventeen broken bones, yeah. It's Tim" Owen squeezes Callie's hand.
"Is that what was bothering you earlier" Callie asks.
"Yeah. His dad is in a coma. His mom died. What are we suppose to do" Owen asks.
"Is someone coming for him" Callie asks.
"He has a grandma coming to take care of him" Owen answers.
"Then we let her handle it. We don't get involved Owen. We gave that up a good six years ago" Callie sheds a tear.
"You should meet him" Owen says, standing up.
"I will" Callie sighs, wiping away her tear.
"Cal, I am sorry this happened" Owen says, looking down at the Latina.
"I'm fine. How is Yang taking it" Callie asks, standing up.
"I haven't told her" Owen says, looking away.
"Owen. You're kid is here and you haven't told her" Callie says.
"Have you told Robbins about Tim yet" Owen shoots back.
"Fair enough" Callie sighs, crossing her arms.
"You're his mom, you should get taken off the case" Owen whispers, not daring to look at the Latina.
"I'll talk to Arizona about it" Callie says, turning around and leaving the room.