Set You Free
Title: Set You Free
Author: celticshocker
Pairing: Callie/Arizona
Rating: T
Summary: This is my take on why Arizona cheated on Callie. It may just be a one-shot, but I haven't decided yet.
Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's, I'm just borrowing Shonda's toys for a few moments. If I did own Grey's, there would be much more Calzona, no new interns, and definitely NO cheating storyline. Alas, I don't. Takes place at the party they are supposed to attend in the near future, episode 4, 5?
I usually write Law & Order: SVU fic and this is my first try with these gals, I hope you like it. Leave me your thoughts.
Music played in the background, mingling with the soft murmuring of various conversions taking place in the room and the tinkling of ice falling into glasses as drinks were being poured at the bar. Sitting alone at one end of the bar, she looked down into the glass, staring at the play of light on the amber liquid before taking another long sip. Replacing the now empty glass, save for the remains of the ice cubes, Arizona gently slides the glass toward the bartender, indicating she wanted another drink.
Just as it arrived, she was jostled slightly as someone sat next to her. Taking the glass in hand, she looks to her right and watches Bailey get adjusted on the stool next to hers. Ignoring her, she takes another sip of the scotch in her glass.
"Drinking doesn't solve anything, Arizona."
She didn't answer after sitting the scotch back onto the bar. She hadn't wanted to come tonight, but as a board member, she couldn't skip out on this event. She simply took another drink. A burst of familiar laughter could be heard from across the room and the blonde glanced over to where her wife was flirting with a handsome man.
Bailey followed her gaze and let out a small sigh, then looked back at Arizona.
"You need to be going over there and apologizing and stopping all this nonsense..."
It hurt, it hurt beyond measure, but it was better this way.
"Callie can do what she wants, Bailey. She's free now."
"Mmhmm, that's why you're over here pickling your liver and looking at her with those sad puppy eyes. Look Arizona, what you did was a bad thing, but you are not..."
Arizona slammed the glass back to the bar and regarded the shorter woman.
"I did what I had to do and I really don't want to talk about it, Miranda."
She gathered her clutch and spun the chair so she could get up and leave. Arizona stood up and paused for a moment to get her balance so she could leave. When she took a step, she almost faltered as she wobbled unsteadily.
Bailey reached out a hand to steady her.
"You're drunk. How many did you have?"
Arizona jerked away, as she took another faltering step.
"Leave me alone. I'm fine!"
Bailey sighed and just looked at her blonde friend for a moment. She could see the stress on the woman's face and the sadness in her eyes. She knew Arizona was prideful, but there was something else there she couldn't put her finger on.
"Arizona," she lay her hand on her arm again, ready to catch her if she started to fall. "Let me help you."
The blonde swung her head around and regarded the other woman, her piercing blue eyes narrowing.
"I don't need your help. I don't want your help. If you feel the need to help someone, go help Callie. I'm the whore, remember?"
Bailey had had enough and stood in front of her friend, gripping both of her forearms in her hands.
"Stop it! Stop it, Arizona. I'm your friend, too. You're hurting, too. You made this mistake..."
"Only I didn't! It wasn't a mistake. I....she...," she stopped the rambling before she could get started and blurt everything out. She felt a rush of tears stinging the back of her eyes and she tried to hold them at bay. She jerked away again and took unsteady steps toward the exit. "I need go."
Bailey wouldn't let it go and went to steady Arizona, but kept walking with her toward the exit.
"Arizona Robbins, what did you do?" her lowered voice betrayed her disbelief at the blonde woman's words.
Arizona just sighed and stopped at the door that lead outside. She didn't try to pull away from Bailey and just looked at the shorter woman. Her head was spinning a little bit, the effects of all the alcohol she drank.
"She's free. I gave her an out. Now she can walk away without feeling guilty."
"What do you mean?" Bailey looked at her friend in shock. "What makes you think Callie wants to walk away?"
A short laugh/sob left Arizona's lips.
"I know what she told you before your wedding, that you should run. That marriage was a trap. She wants the Arizona she fell in love with, not the one-legged, fucked up mess I am now. So....she's free to flirt, to walk away, to...."
She pulled away again as she bit her lip to stop the sobs that wanted to escape. She brushed her tears away and shook her head.
"Callie can find someone who makes her happy now."
Arizona walked out the door, stumbling slightly, but quickly righted herself and headed toward the parking lot.
Bailey stood there in shock and watched Arizona digging through her clutch. She started to follow her again, concerned that she was looking for car keys, but stopped and nearly sighed in relief as the blonde pulled a pack of cigarettes from her purse and found a place to seat down to have a smoke. Deciding she would give the blonde some space, she turned to go back to the party and stopped in her tracks.
Callie stood there with tears crawling down her face, a look of shock and profound heartbreak on it. She was focused on the door, but glanced at Bailey.
"How much of that..."
"All of it."
Callie stepped toward the door, torn between her renewed fury at Arizona's infidelity and profoundly sad that her wife felt so broken. Dark eyes watched as Arizona took a long drag from her cigarette and wiped at the tears on her cheek. She placed a hand on the door, ready to push it open when she saw Alex approach Arizona and sit by her. He took the cigarette from her hand and tossed it to the cement, crushing it beneath the toe of his shoe. They spoke briefly before a car pulled up and Alex helped Arizona to it and opened the door for her to get in into it. The car drove away with her wife inside.
Author: celticshocker
Pairing: Callie/Arizona
Rating: T
Summary: This is my take on why Arizona cheated on Callie. It may just be a one-shot, but I haven't decided yet.
Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's, I'm just borrowing Shonda's toys for a few moments. If I did own Grey's, there would be much more Calzona, no new interns, and definitely NO cheating storyline. Alas, I don't. Takes place at the party they are supposed to attend in the near future, episode 4, 5?
I usually write Law & Order: SVU fic and this is my first try with these gals, I hope you like it. Leave me your thoughts.
Music played in the background, mingling with the soft murmuring of various conversions taking place in the room and the tinkling of ice falling into glasses as drinks were being poured at the bar. Sitting alone at one end of the bar, she looked down into the glass, staring at the play of light on the amber liquid before taking another long sip. Replacing the now empty glass, save for the remains of the ice cubes, Arizona gently slides the glass toward the bartender, indicating she wanted another drink.
Just as it arrived, she was jostled slightly as someone sat next to her. Taking the glass in hand, she looks to her right and watches Bailey get adjusted on the stool next to hers. Ignoring her, she takes another sip of the scotch in her glass.
"Drinking doesn't solve anything, Arizona."
She didn't answer after sitting the scotch back onto the bar. She hadn't wanted to come tonight, but as a board member, she couldn't skip out on this event. She simply took another drink. A burst of familiar laughter could be heard from across the room and the blonde glanced over to where her wife was flirting with a handsome man.
Bailey followed her gaze and let out a small sigh, then looked back at Arizona.
"You need to be going over there and apologizing and stopping all this nonsense..."
It hurt, it hurt beyond measure, but it was better this way.
"Callie can do what she wants, Bailey. She's free now."
"Mmhmm, that's why you're over here pickling your liver and looking at her with those sad puppy eyes. Look Arizona, what you did was a bad thing, but you are not..."
Arizona slammed the glass back to the bar and regarded the shorter woman.
"I did what I had to do and I really don't want to talk about it, Miranda."
She gathered her clutch and spun the chair so she could get up and leave. Arizona stood up and paused for a moment to get her balance so she could leave. When she took a step, she almost faltered as she wobbled unsteadily.
Bailey reached out a hand to steady her.
"You're drunk. How many did you have?"
Arizona jerked away, as she took another faltering step.
"Leave me alone. I'm fine!"
Bailey sighed and just looked at her blonde friend for a moment. She could see the stress on the woman's face and the sadness in her eyes. She knew Arizona was prideful, but there was something else there she couldn't put her finger on.
"Arizona," she lay her hand on her arm again, ready to catch her if she started to fall. "Let me help you."
The blonde swung her head around and regarded the other woman, her piercing blue eyes narrowing.
"I don't need your help. I don't want your help. If you feel the need to help someone, go help Callie. I'm the whore, remember?"
Bailey had had enough and stood in front of her friend, gripping both of her forearms in her hands.
"Stop it! Stop it, Arizona. I'm your friend, too. You're hurting, too. You made this mistake..."
"Only I didn't! It wasn't a mistake. I....she...," she stopped the rambling before she could get started and blurt everything out. She felt a rush of tears stinging the back of her eyes and she tried to hold them at bay. She jerked away again and took unsteady steps toward the exit. "I need go."
Bailey wouldn't let it go and went to steady Arizona, but kept walking with her toward the exit.
"Arizona Robbins, what did you do?" her lowered voice betrayed her disbelief at the blonde woman's words.
Arizona just sighed and stopped at the door that lead outside. She didn't try to pull away from Bailey and just looked at the shorter woman. Her head was spinning a little bit, the effects of all the alcohol she drank.
"She's free. I gave her an out. Now she can walk away without feeling guilty."
"What do you mean?" Bailey looked at her friend in shock. "What makes you think Callie wants to walk away?"
A short laugh/sob left Arizona's lips.
"I know what she told you before your wedding, that you should run. That marriage was a trap. She wants the Arizona she fell in love with, not the one-legged, fucked up mess I am now. So....she's free to flirt, to walk away, to...."
She pulled away again as she bit her lip to stop the sobs that wanted to escape. She brushed her tears away and shook her head.
"Callie can find someone who makes her happy now."
Arizona walked out the door, stumbling slightly, but quickly righted herself and headed toward the parking lot.
Bailey stood there in shock and watched Arizona digging through her clutch. She started to follow her again, concerned that she was looking for car keys, but stopped and nearly sighed in relief as the blonde pulled a pack of cigarettes from her purse and found a place to seat down to have a smoke. Deciding she would give the blonde some space, she turned to go back to the party and stopped in her tracks.
Callie stood there with tears crawling down her face, a look of shock and profound heartbreak on it. She was focused on the door, but glanced at Bailey.
"How much of that..."
"All of it."
Callie stepped toward the door, torn between her renewed fury at Arizona's infidelity and profoundly sad that her wife felt so broken. Dark eyes watched as Arizona took a long drag from her cigarette and wiped at the tears on her cheek. She placed a hand on the door, ready to push it open when she saw Alex approach Arizona and sit by her. He took the cigarette from her hand and tossed it to the cement, crushing it beneath the toe of his shoe. They spoke briefly before a car pulled up and Alex helped Arizona to it and opened the door for her to get in into it. The car drove away with her wife inside.