FIC: The Beaver-Swan Date
The Beaver-Swan Date
Summary: Callie and Arizona try dating again.
Rating: R for language and implied situations
Disclaimer: If you recognize it I don't own it.
Author's note: I was a pre-vet/biology major in college who tossed around the idea of going to medical school as my back up plan. Unfortunately, chemistry became the bane of my existence and totally ruined that. Anyways, the animal stuff mentioned is factual. It's a short installment of the Nothing to No One series.
Arizona wore her trademark smile and dimples as she pushed open the door to conference room A. Callie was busy arranging two paper plates with pepperoni calzones, some plastic forks and a couple bottle of water. Her lips broke into a satisfied smirk when she noticed her girlfriend's presence. Arizona placed the stuffed beaver doctor on the table. "Well, shucks, I was fully expecting to walk in here to see Teddy in some skimpy lingerie." she teased taking a seat. "That's not completely true. First, I thought it was April, but then I remembered that she wasn't there for the lobster talk. Which led me to Teddy." Callie's smirk morphed into a scowl. "Ok. I guess someone's not in a joking mood."
Callie remained silent but reached over and added the phrase insanely jealous to the list of adjectives on the beaver's note. "Sorry. Mental image popped in my head and it turned into porn in a flash."
Arizona's eyebrows raised. "Care to share?"
"You, Kepner, and Teddy..." She waved her hand over the table and shook her head. "Doing...things..." She trailed off and exhaled sharply. "Change of topic please." Callie thought back on the previous day's lunch. "So swans are gay?"
"Alot of them, yes. It's commonplace for a pair of males to get an egg from a female swan to raise as their own. Apparently surrogacy even happens in the animal world."
"And the stuff about beavers?"
"That they are monogamous. Monogamy is a complex situation." She took a bite of her calzone. "Wow. This is awesome, Calliope." She took another few bites and went on to explain about various animal species who exhibited monogamous relationships or homosexual relations or just plain old had sex for fun.
"How do you know this stuff?" Callie asked in wonder.
"I took a lot of zoology and biology courses during my undergrad. Like it was almost my major." Arizona shifted uneasily.
"Why would you do that? I thought you always wanted to be a doctor." Callie started eating her calzone. "You're right. These are amazing."
"Sing it! Anyway, I did always want to be a doctor."
"Then why..."
"It's embarrassing." She covered her face with her hand.
"Zona, you're talking to the woman who performs table dances at Joe's after four tequilas and Sexyback comes on the juke box."
"True." Arizona uncovered her face to take a sip of her water to help her cool down a bit.
"And we're trying to get to know each other better." Callie reminded her.
"Right."
"Soooooooo...?"
"I always wanted to be a doctor...just not always a people doctor."
"Right. You like your people tiny and incapable of speech. I know that."
"Nooooo...not a tiny human doctor either." She stared intently at the Latina. When Callie's eyes widened in disbelief, she said. "There it is."
"You were going to be a VET?" The shock was evident in her voice. Arizona nodded. "I'm sure there's a story there."
"I suffer from know-it-all-ism and I'm a bit of a perfectionist."
"A bit?" Callie raised an eyebrow causing Arizona to laugh.
"Ok, alot of a perfectionist. Veterinarians have to know every disease, every treatment for every kind of animal. That's the pinnacle of know-it-all-ism. Factor in there are only 27 veterinary colleges of medicine in the entire US. 27! That means that every veterinarian is a member of an elite group of professionals. It's alot easier to get into medical school than vet school."
"Seriously?" The blonde nodded. "Huh. Didn't know that."
"And we both know I'm not the greatest when it comes to people skills. I'm not talking bedside manner. I mean the interpersonal stuff. I have trouble reading people. Animals...they don't talk. They can't tell you what their symptoms are. You have to do the detective work."
"What changed your mind?"
"I was working at a vet clinic my junior year of undergrad so I could get the experience hours. Long and short of it was I had to euthanize a feral cat. It meant having to inject the solution directly into the cardiac tissue, which I did with no problem. I was soooo excited that I was able to do it on my first attempt. Then reality sank in and I realized I had just taken a life. I wanted to save lives...not destroy them. I knew then that vet school wasn't for me." Callie covered Arizona's hand with her own and gave it a squeeze of encouragement. "When I was starting med school, I asked one of my professors for help on what my career path should be. We had a long talk and she suggested pediatrics. She said dealing with kids is like dealing with animals. You have to know how to do it all medically and sometimes you have to do detective work because they can't tell you what's hurting. I haven't looked back since."
Before Callie could speak, the buzz of a pager resounded through the conference room. "That's me. Consult in the pit."
Arizona rose from her seat as Callie stood. "My shift just ended." They threw away their mostly eaten food and started walking together down the hall.
"I know it wasn't much of a date..."
They stopped at the elevator. "It was perfect, Calliope, because it was with you." Arizona pressed a soft kiss to Callie's cheek. "Have a good night." She continued walking down the hall.
It wasn't until Callie was on the elevator alone did she realize she was holding Arizona's stuffed beaver doctor.
Summary: Callie and Arizona try dating again.
Rating: R for language and implied situations
Disclaimer: If you recognize it I don't own it.
Author's note: I was a pre-vet/biology major in college who tossed around the idea of going to medical school as my back up plan. Unfortunately, chemistry became the bane of my existence and totally ruined that. Anyways, the animal stuff mentioned is factual. It's a short installment of the Nothing to No One series.
Arizona wore her trademark smile and dimples as she pushed open the door to conference room A. Callie was busy arranging two paper plates with pepperoni calzones, some plastic forks and a couple bottle of water. Her lips broke into a satisfied smirk when she noticed her girlfriend's presence. Arizona placed the stuffed beaver doctor on the table. "Well, shucks, I was fully expecting to walk in here to see Teddy in some skimpy lingerie." she teased taking a seat. "That's not completely true. First, I thought it was April, but then I remembered that she wasn't there for the lobster talk. Which led me to Teddy." Callie's smirk morphed into a scowl. "Ok. I guess someone's not in a joking mood."
Callie remained silent but reached over and added the phrase insanely jealous to the list of adjectives on the beaver's note. "Sorry. Mental image popped in my head and it turned into porn in a flash."
Arizona's eyebrows raised. "Care to share?"
"You, Kepner, and Teddy..." She waved her hand over the table and shook her head. "Doing...things..." She trailed off and exhaled sharply. "Change of topic please." Callie thought back on the previous day's lunch. "So swans are gay?"
"Alot of them, yes. It's commonplace for a pair of males to get an egg from a female swan to raise as their own. Apparently surrogacy even happens in the animal world."
"And the stuff about beavers?"
"That they are monogamous. Monogamy is a complex situation." She took a bite of her calzone. "Wow. This is awesome, Calliope." She took another few bites and went on to explain about various animal species who exhibited monogamous relationships or homosexual relations or just plain old had sex for fun.
"How do you know this stuff?" Callie asked in wonder.
"I took a lot of zoology and biology courses during my undergrad. Like it was almost my major." Arizona shifted uneasily.
"Why would you do that? I thought you always wanted to be a doctor." Callie started eating her calzone. "You're right. These are amazing."
"Sing it! Anyway, I did always want to be a doctor."
"Then why..."
"It's embarrassing." She covered her face with her hand.
"Zona, you're talking to the woman who performs table dances at Joe's after four tequilas and Sexyback comes on the juke box."
"True." Arizona uncovered her face to take a sip of her water to help her cool down a bit.
"And we're trying to get to know each other better." Callie reminded her.
"Right."
"Soooooooo...?"
"I always wanted to be a doctor...just not always a people doctor."
"Right. You like your people tiny and incapable of speech. I know that."
"Nooooo...not a tiny human doctor either." She stared intently at the Latina. When Callie's eyes widened in disbelief, she said. "There it is."
"You were going to be a VET?" The shock was evident in her voice. Arizona nodded. "I'm sure there's a story there."
"I suffer from know-it-all-ism and I'm a bit of a perfectionist."
"A bit?" Callie raised an eyebrow causing Arizona to laugh.
"Ok, alot of a perfectionist. Veterinarians have to know every disease, every treatment for every kind of animal. That's the pinnacle of know-it-all-ism. Factor in there are only 27 veterinary colleges of medicine in the entire US. 27! That means that every veterinarian is a member of an elite group of professionals. It's alot easier to get into medical school than vet school."
"Seriously?" The blonde nodded. "Huh. Didn't know that."
"And we both know I'm not the greatest when it comes to people skills. I'm not talking bedside manner. I mean the interpersonal stuff. I have trouble reading people. Animals...they don't talk. They can't tell you what their symptoms are. You have to do the detective work."
"What changed your mind?"
"I was working at a vet clinic my junior year of undergrad so I could get the experience hours. Long and short of it was I had to euthanize a feral cat. It meant having to inject the solution directly into the cardiac tissue, which I did with no problem. I was soooo excited that I was able to do it on my first attempt. Then reality sank in and I realized I had just taken a life. I wanted to save lives...not destroy them. I knew then that vet school wasn't for me." Callie covered Arizona's hand with her own and gave it a squeeze of encouragement. "When I was starting med school, I asked one of my professors for help on what my career path should be. We had a long talk and she suggested pediatrics. She said dealing with kids is like dealing with animals. You have to know how to do it all medically and sometimes you have to do detective work because they can't tell you what's hurting. I haven't looked back since."
Before Callie could speak, the buzz of a pager resounded through the conference room. "That's me. Consult in the pit."
Arizona rose from her seat as Callie stood. "My shift just ended." They threw away their mostly eaten food and started walking together down the hall.
"I know it wasn't much of a date..."
They stopped at the elevator. "It was perfect, Calliope, because it was with you." Arizona pressed a soft kiss to Callie's cheek. "Have a good night." She continued walking down the hall.
It wasn't until Callie was on the elevator alone did she realize she was holding Arizona's stuffed beaver doctor.