Dimples and Trust Issues 1/?
Title: Dimples and Trust Issues
Author: Me
Rating: PG for now:)
Pairing: Callie/Arizona
Summary: takes place after the bathroom kiss... kind of a different spin on things.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em but I really wish I did
“I can’t believe it; I kissed her… in the bathroom at Joe’s. Well I mean I kinda do believe it. I’ve seen her around the hospital because she’s really hard to miss. I’m talking super gorgeous, leggy with deep brown eyes gorgeous. Not that I’m stalking her or anything, I don’t go out of my way to find her, well I mean except for that first time when I overheard that group of interns talking about, well lets just say it involved a basement and some lacy underwear, I mean come on how do you pass that up. There were also those times in the gallery, but that was strictly professional curiosity on those specific orthopedic surgeries, I can’t help that she just happened to be the surgeon performing those surgeries in her amazingly fitted light blue scrubs. And technically I was at Joe’s first tonight, so I’m so obviously not a stalker. I mean I only followed her into the bathroom to see if she was alright, which she wasn’t. I knew why she was upset; I mean working at a hospital, people gossip…a lot, and about everything. So I knew and I wanted to help. You know pep talks are kinda my thing and I filled this one with a lot of pep, well maybe a little too much pep cause it did end with me kissing her, so yeah maybe I went a little heavy on the pep. That’s o.k. though cause I think she likes me, she may not be aware of it yet but I’m super at getting people to see things my way…I think it has to do with being a Peds surgeon, those kids really rub off on you. I me-”
“Lady that’ll be 25 bucks.”
“Wow that was a quick ride,” opening the tiny clutch Arizona pulled out two twenty’s and handed them to the cab driver. Sliding towards the door she pulled on the handle and hopped out before he could give her the change. Sticking her blonde head back in the cab before she closed the door she said one last thing, “Calliope, Dr. Calliope Torres, she’s the woman I kissed in the bathroom and I think I want to take her on a date, maybe even be her girlfriend,” and with that she shut the door and headed towards her building.
“Lady I have no doubt that you’ll be able to talk her into it somehow,” the cabby yelled out the window as he pulled away.
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Callie couldn’t stop the thoughts that were crashing around in her brain. I’m not ready for a relationship. Soft smooth lips. People are talking about me behind my back. Shiny blonde curls. I have some serious trust issues. But God those dimples. She slowly stirred her drink, completely oblivious to the distraught Little Grey sitting next to her.
“Callie seriously what happened in there?” Lexie asked trying to cover the interest in her voice with concern.
“She has dimples and I have trust issues and that is not a good combination, it’s a very bad combination, a combination that can never happen.” Grabbing her purse Callie made a bee line for the door, any situation that alcohol couldn’t fix ice cream definitely could, so that was her plan.
Lexie sat on the stool watching Callie’s leather clad back make a hasty retreat. A slow smile spread across her face, she knew exactly what dimples Callie was talking about. They happened to belong to the Peds surgeon that had been staring at them, well staring at Callie from across the bar. They were the same dimples that had followed an upset Callie into the bathroom and the same dimples that emerged from that bathroom with a stunned Callie on their heels. Lexie may be young but she was far from naïve. Chuckling as she downed the last of her drink she looked over at Joe, “Work is about to get very interesting.”
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“One week, seven whole days, one hundred and sixty eight hours,” Callie mumbled to herself as she reached across Mark and Lexie to grab a much needed cup of coffee.
“What the hell are you grumbling about?” Mark said as he tore his attention away from staring at Lexie long enough to look at Callie. Callie slowly raised her eyes from the steaming cup of coffee, gave Mark the look-you know the one that says ‘don’t, really…just don’t’, and slowly made her way toward the board to see what surgeries were happening today.
“Dimpleless.” Lexie stated.
Mark turned his head and stared at the young intern. “Ok at least what Callie was saying were words, you just made that up.” He slowly leaned in towards Lexie, his breath tickling her ear, “So what does it mean?”
“No, no flirting, and no using that voice…not if you want to know what I know…and you definitely want to know what I know, cause what I know is really, really good. I mean it’s better than good it’s…” Lexie’s voice trailed off as she caught sight of a blonde and blue clad figure rolling towards a certain orthopedics’ surgeon. Lexie couldn’t hold in the giggle, “Well it looks like Dr. Torres’ stellar record of one hundred and sixty eight hours is gonna come crashing down… literally.”
Mark looked down at her utterly confused. “Just watch or you’re gonna miss it.” Lexie said in an exasperated tone.
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Callie let her eyes slowly scan the board again as she took a sip of her rapidly cooling coffee. “Appendectomy, you gotta be freaking kidding me. It is a sad, sad day when an appendectomy is the most ex-….” Her head shot up mid rant; she knew that noise, that familiar sound of a tiny wheel rolling against the polished tile. It was too late to escape, or maybe not. Spinning furiously on her heels Callie hoped to make what would be a graceful exit before she had to face…
BAM.
Honestly with a fifty- fifty shot, turning left to avoid Dr. Robbins, or turning right and crashing into Dr. Robbins, Callie was bound to make the wrong decision, cause God had a wicked sense of humor that way.
“Oh Calliope are you alright?”
The mere mention of her name on this woman’s lips sent a shiver down Callie’s spine; this was so not a good thing. The shiver was a symptom, a symptom of the disease, and the disease was attraction. At least she’d caught it early enough and it would be easier to treat.
“Calliope, look at you you’re covered in coffee. I really didn’t mean to crash into you like that, it’s just you spun around so fast, and I’m usually better at swerving. I mean when I bought the Heely’s that’s the first thing I practiced, swerving. Well look on the bright side at least we don’t have to mop up any coffee cause it looks like your scrubs soaked it all up.” The dimples poked through as Arizona leaned towards Callie, her pink and purple flowered scrub cap in hand, to try and sop up some of the coffee clinging to Callie’s exposed collar bone.
Oh no, no, no, no, she was way too close. Way too close and way too much contact, it was just too much for Callie’s libido to handle. When the soft skin of Arizona’s fingers brushed over her clavicle the breath she had been holding in whooshed out and a blush began to stain her cheeks. She needed an exit strategy and quickly. Scanning her eyes around the nurses’ station, she saw nobody that could help. Her ears perked up when she heard the lounge door close, swinging her head in that direction she saw the only person in the entire city of Seattle who would make this situation worse…Sloan.
Callie cringed inwardly, desperately trying to get her raging hormones under control, because if there was one thing Mark Sloan was good at, other than being a surgeon, it was noticing women; especially women that were all hot and bothered by another woman touching them… in any capacity. The harder she tried to control it the more acutely aware she became of Arizona and the affect she was having on her. Deep breaths, maybe that would he-
Too late.
“Ladies,” Mark said as he slid his arms around both women. “Callie you’re looking a little flushed, doesn’t she look a little flushed Dr. Robbins? I hope you’re not coming down with something, something contagious.” He said with that lecherous grin firmly in place.
“Oh I doubt it’s contagious.” Callie mumbled under her breath.
Mark chuckled as he turned to face Dr. Robbins, “I saw you groping Dr. Torres from the lounge and I thought to myself now there is a woman I need to meet… Dr. Mark Sloan, Plastics.” He said as he held out his hand to her.
Arizona couldn’t help the smile that spread across her face, Dr. Sloan may be a sexual harassment case waiting to happen, but the man was entertaining. Grasping his hand in a firm shake she tilted her head up to meet his eyes. “Hi I’m Dr. Arizona Robbins, Peds, but I guess you already knew that.” Her blue eyes sparkled as she cast a glance over at a mortified Callie.
Callie wished the floor would just open up, open up and swallow her whole. Her best friend, the man whore-although granted he wasn’t so whorish now that he was falling in love with Lexie, and her Hot Peds Surgeon…Dammit, THE Hot Peds surgeon, were standing there engaging in a casual conversation about… something. Callie still couldn’t concentrate because her skin was still tingling from Arizona’s touch, and now the dimples were out again because Mark was making her laugh, and when she slanted her head to look up at Mark the soft expanse of skin on her neck was totally exposed, and Callie was melting, and…wait Mark was making her laugh. Oh God what could he possibly be saying, Callie didn’t even have to hear it to know it wouldn’t be good. Exit strategy she needed an exit str-
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
Three heads automatically went down trying to locate pagers.
“Oh looks like Bailey needs me back in Peds, I’ve gotta go but it was really nice to meet you Dr. Sloan, and Calliope I’m really sorry about the swerving, the swerving and the coffee.” Arizona said with a sheepish grin.
“S’Okay” Callie said with her head down as Arizona walked away. Callie heard the bing of the elevator doors and finally raised her head, Thank God that was over.
“Oh and Dr. Sloan…” Arizona all but shouted as she held the elevator doors with one hand and turned to look back at the two doctors. “I’m a lady; I don’t grope… especially before the first date. Oh and that reminds me Calliope, I wanted to ask you something, I know it’s a big hospital but you can’t avoid me forever,” and with that she hopped on the elevator and let the doors slide shut.
Callie looked over and met Mark’s eyes, which were gleaming with something she couldn’t quite put her finger on. “Don’t even.” Callie said in a stern voice.
“But…”
“This never happened Mark, you saw and heard nothing.” Callie said as she turned away and headed straight for the showers. Just as she was rounding the corner she heard Mark’s voice and it stopped her in her tracks.
“Dimpleless might not be the way to go Cal, maybe you should give the dimples a chance, they seem like nice dimples…I kinda really like the dimples.”