Royal Desire – Chapter 2

Pairing: Callie/Arizona

Summary:. Arizona has a BIG secret and because of that she has to stay in the closet, but what happens when she meets a certain Latina?

Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine. No infringement intended.

Arizona's Pov:

It has now been 2 days since I was trapped in the elevator with the beautiful Callie. I've wanted to call her but been busy with meetings, and I do not know what it is that I expect to get from her. I stared at the card she had given me and a took a deep breath dialing the number.

"Uh hello?" Callie said with a raspy voice. Oh no she must have been sleeping.

"Hey, this is Arizona Roberts…I'm sorry did I wake you?" I facepalmed myself

"Oh hi Arizona, no I was awake just been a lot of work lately. How are you?" she asked.

"Uh I'm good, I called to ask if you are free for lunch? Get to know each other a little bit and you could tell me about the work you do? We could really use your help" I swallowed hard and held my breath waiting for a response.

Her voice changed and sounded more alert "Oh yes I am free and interested to see in what way I could be useful. Since we stay at the same hotel meet me at my suite 2090 in two hours and we will take it from there?"

"Sound like a plan, see you later then" I grinned as I hung up and the butterflies in my stomach was flying around. It hit me that I did not know anything about Dr. Callie Torres so I decided to sit down and do some research while waiting for our meeting.

Two hours later

I knocked on the door and it took a few seconds before she opened the door and I saw her smile "Hi! Right on time" she said and pulled me into a quick hug. I flashed my dimples "Hi…so where are we going to eat?" I asked and followed her into the big open air living room.

"Oh wow…what a suite!" I said while admiring the spacious room.

"Yes I know. It's a long story but my dad insisted, I live here while looking for an apartment or house, so it's kind of great to have a kitchen and all. Feels more like a home than a regular hotel room…" she smiled and showed me into the kitchen "Oh and to answer your question I thought we could eat here. Do you like chicken piccata?" she asked nodding to the table.

"Wow you ordered in? I love chicken "I replied and sat down by the table. I looked out of the window "what a view". She put down a plate in front of me and sat down across the table and my attention was back on her. An even better view.

I took a bit of the steaming hot food "wow this is delicious"

She smiled widely "Thank you"

"For what..." I looked into her eyes "oh wait you made this?" she nodded and I took another bite "well then I must say that you are very talented" I smiled at her and I saw how she were blushing a little "thank you" she laughed nervously. "So you mentioned pro-bono work earlier, is there something I can do to help?"

"Uh yes, actually there is. If pro-bono is something you do you'll just have to fill in our form and our staff will look you up and make sure that you are a good candidate and if you are we'll contact you when we get a case that we think that you can help us with. And when we do contact you it won't always be with a lot of notice, but guess that is your daily life as a surgeon, you get to look into it and see if it will be possible with your schedule and if we can find the rest of the OR-team that is willing to help, it will be set in motion"

"Well like I have said before I have done pro bono before and it is something I am always open for. I would have to bring it up with my coworkers as I am part of a private practice, but just like me they are also interested in helping as many people as possible. Send me the form and I'll fill it in and let's see what happens" she showed off her magic smile and I felt the butterflies once again.

I grabbed my purse and pulled up a copy of the form.

She started laughing "Do you always have those with you?"

"Yes of course you never know when you will bump into a surgeon" I winked playfully and she continued laughing.

We we're talking about the organization and how everything works for the next half hour. I was hoping she had gotten a clearer picture of what it is that I do and what we want to achieve.

"So what about you? You said you were living here while looking for another place, you just moved here?" I asked eager to get to know more about this woman.

"Yes I moved here 3 weeks ago from Seattle. I was previously working at Seattle Grace Mercy West Hospital. I had been there for 6 years but my best friend moved here to Los Angeles and I started to get bored of my job and had some …personal…issues to deal with so I decided to move here and start working at my friend's private practice "Oceanside Wellness" and well here I am…" she locked eyes with mine and I felt how my heart started to beat a lot faster. She was breathtakingly stunning. I knew it was unprofessional of me to even go there.

I kept looking into her eyes and gulped "Oh and how is your work different now from in Seattle?" I asked looking at her lips. I wonder what they taste like?

"It's more personal now with my patients. It's less surgeries and it's different connection with the patient. As we work as a team over there we have a therapist, obstetrician, neurosurgeon, cardiothoracic surgeon and my friend Addison is a neonatal surgeon. So like I said we work as a team and that's what I like. Plus I couldn't stand the rain in Seattle" she winked and we both started giggling. "So how come you started working with this organization?" she asked.

"Uh it's a good cause. I didn't really know what I wanted to do. And this kind of charity thing really spoke to me. It felt right and rewarding. And um…I don't know what else to say…" Callie kept locking eyes with me and it started to get me really nervous. I could not tell if she was flirting with me or not.

"Well that's okay and I love charity and these kinds of organizations so I can see why it fulfills you. Do you have somewhere do be or do you have time for a cup of coffee or something?"

"No coffee sounds great" I flashed my dimples once again, she smiled back "Okay well why don't you have a seat in the couch over there and I'll be there in a minute"

A few minutes later she came in the living room holding two steaming cups, she gave me one of them and we both sat down on the couch.

"So what about your family?" she asked just when I swallowed the coffee and I started coughing "Oh god are you okay?" she said handing me a napkin and patted me on the back "Yes…I'm…fine it was just a little…hot" I lied. "Oh I'm sorry" she said apologetic. "So your family?" she asked again. Crap, she's not letting this go is she?

"Not much to tell. My mom lives in Miami, and that's where I grew up. And my parents got divorced when I was ten and I lost contact with my dad. So my mom is pretty much all I have…"

"Oh I'm sorry. No siblings?"

"Uh…no. No siblings." I lied again. I hate to lie but the less she knows the better. We talked for another 10 minutes about her family and how she grew up in New York. And how she's close to her parents and how she has a younger sister, Aria that she's very close with. When she was done telling me about her family I excused myself. We both had work. She showed me to the door "Okay so this was nice" she said softly "yes it was" I agreed. She leaned to open the door and now her face was just an inch away from mine and her beautiful eyes met mine. That inch turned into nothing and her lips on mine took me by surprise. So soft. I took a step backwards and touched my lips in disbelief "um"

"I'm so sorry I don't know what got into me" she said looking terrified like what she had just done was the worst thing ever.

I tried to come up with words "No it's…"

"Please forgive me, I hope we can forget this happened. That is not me"

I was going to tell her how it was not a big deal and no harm done. But her pager started beeping the same second I opened my mouth. She excused herself and before I knew it I was leaning my back against my own door and I sank to the floor. I touched my lips and smiled.