Getting Over it 6/?
Title: Getting over it 6/
Author: MsCrazybird
Pairing: Callie/Arizona (eventually)
Rating: PG-13
Summary:
Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
A/N: This is a post break-up fic for the lovely ladies.[and does not take into account anything that has happened in season finale and new season] It is going to take a while for them to get back together but I promise they will eventually. It is heart felt and sad (just fair warning). Please let me know what you think.
A/N2: sorry that it has taken me this long to get this up here school is crazy and all that. Plus I totally go crazy over how i write this and I ended up redoing it like 3 times...for good measure hehe.
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Mark and Jackson both stared at Callie as she fidgeted with the food on her tray. They were both a little confused; earlier that day had seemed like an indication of Callie getting better, healing even, and now she seemed drawn and distant.
Jackson looked at Mark questioningly. Mark could only shrug his shoulders and return his gaze back to the Latina that sat across from them.
“Torres.” Mark’s voice brought Callie out of her deep dread of having to talk with the beautiful blonde any moment. She brought her eyes up to look into the concerned ones of Mark and then to the ones of Jackson when she noticed his presence almost a little surprised at the fact before remembering that she had offered him to join them for lunch; that was when she expected to not be acting like a total weirdo and paying way too close of an attention to her salad. She smiled a little nervously.
“What’s wrong, Torres?” Mark questioned his friend seeing right through her attempted smile to seem like nothing was wrong. Instead he furrowed his eyebrows as he saw the Latina try and come up with an excuse, unsuccessfully, before just shrugging her shoulders and letting her gaze once again fall to the salad that sat on her tray.
“Torres.” He spoke her name a little more firm this time giving her a knowing look as she once again lifted her eyes to meet his. Her mouth opened, but no words left her mouth again; she, instead, just stared into his eyes as her eyes began to slightly water before she squeezed them shut successfully squeezing away the tears.
Callie knew that this was not something that she should cry over, but the way her friend looked at her with all his concern and love made the overwhelming feelings of her day started to hit her: she had to talk to Arizona and wasn’t quite sure if they were on good terms, all things considered. Staring for a moment more she opened her mouth searching for the right words to express how confused and almost unwilling she was to do what she knew needed to be done. “Arizona.” Her word only came out in a whisper. Both Mark and Jackson struggled to hear what she was saying, but neither could catch what the Latina had said.
The three of them sat silent for a moment. No one moved. Callie’s gaze was fixed one her plate her mouth moving as if she was discussing something to herself, and both men’s gazes were fixed on the Latina as she worked herself up into once again speaking. Her eyes once again met theirs and she shrugged a little giving them a confused faces as she shook her head from side to side trying to come up with the words to say, but none came to her again. It was her pure dread of talking to Arizona that made her unhappy, after all this was about a patient and if she was anything she was professional. Her mind began to stew on thoughts once again as her eyes scanned the tables in the cafeteria.
A slight smile crawled onto her face as she seen Lexie sitting at a table with Meredith and Cristina. There was obvious tension in that situation and she couldn’t help, but laugh to herself thinking of what her roommate had to say, but the humor only increased for her once Alex sat at the table. Lexie’s obvious discomfort was relative and for a second she was glade; she had hurt her best friend after all and of course she was on his side no matter how insane he was at times.
Eyes still scanning the tables she saw a couple of nurses and smiled when she recognized the green eyed brunette, Anna, that had hit on her a couple of times when she had first started to date Arizona, remembering how she had declined because she was committed. She jerked her head as if to get the thoughts out of her mind. Instantly she regretted ever looking up from her salad as her eyes fell onto the blonde hair bouncing into the room. For a moment she stared her eyes growing wider with a little panic her throat closing slightly. God she’s beautiful…No! No Callie, not this again. You are going to have to talk to her today and you don’t need any of those kind of thoughts clouding up your brain. A second ago you were nervous beyond all reason…Okay so I am still nervous. Actually talking to her is not going to be easy. I couldn’t even say a simple hi to her today when she walked up to me and Jackson when we were on HER floor. Ok turn away. Turn away…
Both Mark and Jackson had followed the Latinas gaze once they saw her eyes go wide with what they expected to be shock. Their gaze finally landing on the figure of the small blonde making her way into the cafeteria, understanding at once what was on her mind. But neither of them understood what the problem was.
Earlier that day Callie had seemed fine, she had even suggested the lunch together which was a big step considering that it was hard enough to get her to eat these days. And now it had seemed that all the progress that she had made within the last couple of days was slowly deteriorating. Mark couldn’t help, but feel angry with Arizona he had hurt his best friend already and now she had done more to her? He might never have hit a woman or never will, but he seriously thought about it when it came to that blonde fucking with his best friends emotions right now.
Eyes full of new concern Mark turned to look at his best friend who was now, once again, staring all too intently at the salad before her. He cleared his throat lightly gaining no reaction from his best friend, like he had assumed, but did get the attention of the young resident that was seated with them. As Jackson’s eyes met with Mark’s concerned ones he nodded sliding his chair back to make his way out to his usual table to give the two friends some space.
When Mark was seen Jackson take his seat with the other residents he turned his attention back to the, now, fidgeting woman sitting in front of him. “Callie,” he spoke softly to her trying to coax her out of her own thoughts gently. Not getting a response he spoke a little louder “Torrez” she flinched just slightly, but didn’t make a move to meet his gaze. A little frustrated with this Mark started to slide his chair back as if getting ready to leave. “Fine, if you’re not going to talk to me and tell me what happened then I guess I’m going to have to go over there and ask Blondie personality.”
At the realization of Marks words and movements Callie’s eyes widened, she practically jumped across the table at him. “Don’t even do it, I’ll tell you; okay? Just not here. Not with all these people.”
“Okay then Callie.” Mark spoke softly seeing the sadness behind his best friend’s eyes as he sat back down into his chair. “And Cal,”
She looked at her friend, “What?”
“You might want to stop laying on the table, people are going to start thinking that you have switched your profession from surgeon to table dancer. Not that I don’t think it’s a great idea, but might not look all that good to the chief.” He smiled receiving a small smile from his friend in return as her face started to slowly turn a tint of red.
She hadn’t realized that she had half her body laying on the table when she reached to stop her friend from going and talking to the blonde. As she slid back down to her chair she could feel her ears getting a little hot, which only meant that her face was giving away her embarrassment. Oh, great just what I need to be red as a tomato. Ugh, I hope Arizona didn’t see.
Seeing his usually not self-conscious friend become embarrassed, he knew it was time for them to leave. “Come on Cal lets go somewhere we can talk.” She looked up at him nodding giving him a grateful smile as she stood up with him.
Mark led them into an empty on-call room not too far from the cafeteria.
Five minutes later with Callie pacing and saying things like “Arizona, patient, and talk.” Somewhere Mark even remembered hearing brother which confused him all that more seeing as how he never heard Callie mention a brother before. When the Latina finally stopped to turn and face her friend she noticed the confused look on his face; his eyebrows furrowed together as he stared back at her.
“Sorry.” She sighed as she flopped down next to her best friend on the small bed.
“At least you weren’t speaking Spanish this time.” He nudged her with his shoulder playfully bringing about a small chuckle from the raven haired woman. After a moment of a comfortable silence passed over them Mark decided this needed to get going; they were both surgeons and the best in their fields after all. “So,” he started letting the word hang for a moment.
“So,” Callie answered back knowing well that she had to speak about her problem.
“You going to tell me now or are we just going to sit here because we are both busy and I think we need to keep our jobs.” He turned his head to look at his friend.
“I have to talk to her.”
Her words came out so quickly and quietly he wasn’t sure she had even spoken at all. Looking up through her eyelashes, she could see her friend staring at her with a quizzical look on his face and she knew that she needed to stop acting like a child. Leaning her back into his chest she relaxed and breathed deeply before she before she let herself feel her best friends heart beat against her back, letting the steady rhythm it created wash over her giving her a sense of calm.
“I have to talk to Arizona, Mark and we haven’t really spoken since…since…since well; just since okay and I know it is going to be horrible and awkward and I love her and…every time I see her I stare and you wont be there to tell me to stop…it’ll just be me and her and my stupid eyes staring at her and my brain letting them stare and I don’t know what to do…” she finally let herself take a breath “what should I do?” She practically begged him to know the answer.
Mark stayed quiet for a moment just letting all his friends fears fill up around them as their breathing became oddly in sync with one another’s. Mark rubbed Callie’s arm laying his chin atop her head as he thought for a moment. He didn’t understand it; they belonged together and he knew it; anyone with eyes knew it, but they just couldn’t see how mush they meant to each other, how much they needed each other.
“Callie,” he spoke her name softly. Not receiving a response, he knew that his friend was waiting for him to continue. “I understand that you’re scared, but you can do this. Whenever you get worried or feel like chickening out or hiding behind me just think of that little girl in that hospital bed counting on you. I know you are a great doctor Cal and you care so, let that guide you. It is not going to lead you astray and if by a chance something does come up; you love her Cal I know you do, but just let her prove she loves you before because your worth it. Okay?” He squeezed her close to him kissing the top of her head lightly as he rubbed her arm.
Callie couldn’t help, but smile. No one would ever believe it about him, but Mark really was a great guy and someone that you could really turn to, even if he didn’t like to admit it. He was. And he wasn’t just the man-whore everyone knew him as; this man was her best friend and she knew she could always count on him. “Thanks Mark.” She smiled and shifted as she started to stand. “I think I need to go do something now.”
“That you do.”
Callie smiled at her friend as she turned to leave stopping when she heard her friend start to talk again.
“And Cal,” she turned and faced her friend, “you worth it, remember that.” She smiled, sometimes she didn’t understand all of what her friend meant, but it was still sweet and nice to hear.
The Ortho surgeon’s smile stayed plastered on her face the whole walk through the halls as she made her way to the Peds’ floor. Seeing the smile on the surgeon’s face Ana had to reciprocate what it as she walked toward the surgeon. “Hi there, Dr. Torres.” The nurse continued to smile her greeting. “It’s nice to see you,” she let her eyes scan the other woman’s body, “smiling again.” she finished, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
Callie couldn’t help her smile from widening at the woman’s obvious flirting. She let her self look at Ana for the first time. Her hair in soft waves a light golden brown with skin that had just the slightest hint of a tan pigment to them and her hazel eyes; they had always seem to have a mischievous secret to them, but they held a warmth.
“And it’s really nice to see you” Callie smiled letting her eyes look over her body taking on step closer to her leaving only a few inches between the two of them; she reached up plucking and invisible cotton ball off of the nurses scrub top lifting it slightly she blew the piece away. Ana gulped, she had always hit on the Latina, but never had she reciprocated it. Catching her gaze, Callie smiled, “really, really nice.” She finished a small smirk on her face at the other woman’s obvious shock.
Ana noticing her mouth hung slightly open quickly shut it looking back up into the chocolate brown eyes of the Latina she smiled, she leaned in close to the her ear speaking in a hushed voice so that only she could her hear. “It would be nicer to get to see all of you sometime.” Ana had a smirk plastered on her face as she moved away from the now shocked Ortho surgeon.
Just as the nurse moved away the sound of someone falling made both Callie and she turn to see what had caused the commotion. Upon turning Callie was instantly introduced to the sight of Arizona on hands and knees gathering up the papers that she had dropped and seeming to be apologizing to the person she had, just moments before, bumped into. Without even realizing it Callie had quickly moved over to the blonde.
“Are you okay?” She asked not even realizing that the words had slipped out of her mouth or that they were coming.
Arizona looked up when she heard that voice speaking, their eyes instantly meeting. Both seemed paralyzed for a moment; unable to shift their gaze away from each other, until Arizona remember exactly why she had not been paying attention in the first place. Because Arizona was so closely paying attention to Callie flirting with one of her nurses; her favorite nurse! Flirting with her favorite nurse on her floor; in her territory! She had run into another nurse effectively making a fool of her.
She stood quickly snatching the papers that Callie had collected from her hands; she looked directly at Callie her eyes squinted with the hinted anger and jealousy she was feeling.
Callie was a little taken aback by the blonde’s sudden movement and now kind of intimidating stare she was giving her made her usual level headed self want to squirm. She shifted from one foot to the other under the intensely watchful eyes of the blonde. “So, I see nothings broken then…that’s good.” Callie smiled softly at the woman in front of her trying to lighten the thick air.
“Yeah, it’s super actually” Arizona said a little too perkily for even her. “Why are you here anyway?” Her tone as hard the lump in her throat felt.
Arizona’s words cute deep into the ortho surgeons chest making her feel a little uneasy and confused. “Uh, well,” she cleared her throat, trying to rid herself of the lump that had taken residence there, “actually I am here for you.” She finished off looking at the blonde.
Arizona was momentarily caught off guard by the Latina’s words and could feel the muscles in her face start to relax. Biting the inside if her mouth to keep from smiling, Arizona attempted to harden her features once again.
“Well, I am right here.” The words came out coldly.
“Okay, well, it’s about…” Callie’s words were cut short by the sound of her pager going of at her hip. Quickly she glanced down at it seeing that it was just Mark she decided it could wait. “Well, it’s about…” Again her words were cut short by the excessive beeping coming from her side. She let out a frustrated sigh as she looked down at her pager. “Seriously?”
“You should go get that Dr. Torres, it might be important.” Spoke the blonde who had been listening her arms folded across her chest making sure she put special emphasis on Dr. Torres. She smiled a little to herself seeing Callie’s eyes go a little wide at hearing it.
Hearing the blonde call her by that name made her heart clench. “Yeah, I’ll try to catch you after.” She walked away with out a reply; she kept her eyes trained down to look like she was only looking at her pager as tears softly fell from her eyes at the harshness of hearing her name said in that way by the blonde that sounded to her. It made her feel as though all hope had finally left her body with those two words.
Author: MsCrazybird
Pairing: Callie/Arizona (eventually)
Rating: PG-13
Summary:
Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
A/N: This is a post break-up fic for the lovely ladies.[and does not take into account anything that has happened in season finale and new season] It is going to take a while for them to get back together but I promise they will eventually. It is heart felt and sad (just fair warning). Please let me know what you think.
A/N2: sorry that it has taken me this long to get this up here school is crazy and all that. Plus I totally go crazy over how i write this and I ended up redoing it like 3 times...for good measure hehe.
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Mark and Jackson both stared at Callie as she fidgeted with the food on her tray. They were both a little confused; earlier that day had seemed like an indication of Callie getting better, healing even, and now she seemed drawn and distant.
Jackson looked at Mark questioningly. Mark could only shrug his shoulders and return his gaze back to the Latina that sat across from them.
“Torres.” Mark’s voice brought Callie out of her deep dread of having to talk with the beautiful blonde any moment. She brought her eyes up to look into the concerned ones of Mark and then to the ones of Jackson when she noticed his presence almost a little surprised at the fact before remembering that she had offered him to join them for lunch; that was when she expected to not be acting like a total weirdo and paying way too close of an attention to her salad. She smiled a little nervously.
“What’s wrong, Torres?” Mark questioned his friend seeing right through her attempted smile to seem like nothing was wrong. Instead he furrowed his eyebrows as he saw the Latina try and come up with an excuse, unsuccessfully, before just shrugging her shoulders and letting her gaze once again fall to the salad that sat on her tray.
“Torres.” He spoke her name a little more firm this time giving her a knowing look as she once again lifted her eyes to meet his. Her mouth opened, but no words left her mouth again; she, instead, just stared into his eyes as her eyes began to slightly water before she squeezed them shut successfully squeezing away the tears.
Callie knew that this was not something that she should cry over, but the way her friend looked at her with all his concern and love made the overwhelming feelings of her day started to hit her: she had to talk to Arizona and wasn’t quite sure if they were on good terms, all things considered. Staring for a moment more she opened her mouth searching for the right words to express how confused and almost unwilling she was to do what she knew needed to be done. “Arizona.” Her word only came out in a whisper. Both Mark and Jackson struggled to hear what she was saying, but neither could catch what the Latina had said.
The three of them sat silent for a moment. No one moved. Callie’s gaze was fixed one her plate her mouth moving as if she was discussing something to herself, and both men’s gazes were fixed on the Latina as she worked herself up into once again speaking. Her eyes once again met theirs and she shrugged a little giving them a confused faces as she shook her head from side to side trying to come up with the words to say, but none came to her again. It was her pure dread of talking to Arizona that made her unhappy, after all this was about a patient and if she was anything she was professional. Her mind began to stew on thoughts once again as her eyes scanned the tables in the cafeteria.
A slight smile crawled onto her face as she seen Lexie sitting at a table with Meredith and Cristina. There was obvious tension in that situation and she couldn’t help, but laugh to herself thinking of what her roommate had to say, but the humor only increased for her once Alex sat at the table. Lexie’s obvious discomfort was relative and for a second she was glade; she had hurt her best friend after all and of course she was on his side no matter how insane he was at times.
Eyes still scanning the tables she saw a couple of nurses and smiled when she recognized the green eyed brunette, Anna, that had hit on her a couple of times when she had first started to date Arizona, remembering how she had declined because she was committed. She jerked her head as if to get the thoughts out of her mind. Instantly she regretted ever looking up from her salad as her eyes fell onto the blonde hair bouncing into the room. For a moment she stared her eyes growing wider with a little panic her throat closing slightly. God she’s beautiful…No! No Callie, not this again. You are going to have to talk to her today and you don’t need any of those kind of thoughts clouding up your brain. A second ago you were nervous beyond all reason…Okay so I am still nervous. Actually talking to her is not going to be easy. I couldn’t even say a simple hi to her today when she walked up to me and Jackson when we were on HER floor. Ok turn away. Turn away…
Both Mark and Jackson had followed the Latinas gaze once they saw her eyes go wide with what they expected to be shock. Their gaze finally landing on the figure of the small blonde making her way into the cafeteria, understanding at once what was on her mind. But neither of them understood what the problem was.
Earlier that day Callie had seemed fine, she had even suggested the lunch together which was a big step considering that it was hard enough to get her to eat these days. And now it had seemed that all the progress that she had made within the last couple of days was slowly deteriorating. Mark couldn’t help, but feel angry with Arizona he had hurt his best friend already and now she had done more to her? He might never have hit a woman or never will, but he seriously thought about it when it came to that blonde fucking with his best friends emotions right now.
Eyes full of new concern Mark turned to look at his best friend who was now, once again, staring all too intently at the salad before her. He cleared his throat lightly gaining no reaction from his best friend, like he had assumed, but did get the attention of the young resident that was seated with them. As Jackson’s eyes met with Mark’s concerned ones he nodded sliding his chair back to make his way out to his usual table to give the two friends some space.
When Mark was seen Jackson take his seat with the other residents he turned his attention back to the, now, fidgeting woman sitting in front of him. “Callie,” he spoke softly to her trying to coax her out of her own thoughts gently. Not getting a response he spoke a little louder “Torrez” she flinched just slightly, but didn’t make a move to meet his gaze. A little frustrated with this Mark started to slide his chair back as if getting ready to leave. “Fine, if you’re not going to talk to me and tell me what happened then I guess I’m going to have to go over there and ask Blondie personality.”
At the realization of Marks words and movements Callie’s eyes widened, she practically jumped across the table at him. “Don’t even do it, I’ll tell you; okay? Just not here. Not with all these people.”
“Okay then Callie.” Mark spoke softly seeing the sadness behind his best friend’s eyes as he sat back down into his chair. “And Cal,”
She looked at her friend, “What?”
“You might want to stop laying on the table, people are going to start thinking that you have switched your profession from surgeon to table dancer. Not that I don’t think it’s a great idea, but might not look all that good to the chief.” He smiled receiving a small smile from his friend in return as her face started to slowly turn a tint of red.
She hadn’t realized that she had half her body laying on the table when she reached to stop her friend from going and talking to the blonde. As she slid back down to her chair she could feel her ears getting a little hot, which only meant that her face was giving away her embarrassment. Oh, great just what I need to be red as a tomato. Ugh, I hope Arizona didn’t see.
Seeing his usually not self-conscious friend become embarrassed, he knew it was time for them to leave. “Come on Cal lets go somewhere we can talk.” She looked up at him nodding giving him a grateful smile as she stood up with him.
Mark led them into an empty on-call room not too far from the cafeteria.
Five minutes later with Callie pacing and saying things like “Arizona, patient, and talk.” Somewhere Mark even remembered hearing brother which confused him all that more seeing as how he never heard Callie mention a brother before. When the Latina finally stopped to turn and face her friend she noticed the confused look on his face; his eyebrows furrowed together as he stared back at her.
“Sorry.” She sighed as she flopped down next to her best friend on the small bed.
“At least you weren’t speaking Spanish this time.” He nudged her with his shoulder playfully bringing about a small chuckle from the raven haired woman. After a moment of a comfortable silence passed over them Mark decided this needed to get going; they were both surgeons and the best in their fields after all. “So,” he started letting the word hang for a moment.
“So,” Callie answered back knowing well that she had to speak about her problem.
“You going to tell me now or are we just going to sit here because we are both busy and I think we need to keep our jobs.” He turned his head to look at his friend.
“I have to talk to her.”
Her words came out so quickly and quietly he wasn’t sure she had even spoken at all. Looking up through her eyelashes, she could see her friend staring at her with a quizzical look on his face and she knew that she needed to stop acting like a child. Leaning her back into his chest she relaxed and breathed deeply before she before she let herself feel her best friends heart beat against her back, letting the steady rhythm it created wash over her giving her a sense of calm.
“I have to talk to Arizona, Mark and we haven’t really spoken since…since…since well; just since okay and I know it is going to be horrible and awkward and I love her and…every time I see her I stare and you wont be there to tell me to stop…it’ll just be me and her and my stupid eyes staring at her and my brain letting them stare and I don’t know what to do…” she finally let herself take a breath “what should I do?” She practically begged him to know the answer.
Mark stayed quiet for a moment just letting all his friends fears fill up around them as their breathing became oddly in sync with one another’s. Mark rubbed Callie’s arm laying his chin atop her head as he thought for a moment. He didn’t understand it; they belonged together and he knew it; anyone with eyes knew it, but they just couldn’t see how mush they meant to each other, how much they needed each other.
“Callie,” he spoke her name softly. Not receiving a response, he knew that his friend was waiting for him to continue. “I understand that you’re scared, but you can do this. Whenever you get worried or feel like chickening out or hiding behind me just think of that little girl in that hospital bed counting on you. I know you are a great doctor Cal and you care so, let that guide you. It is not going to lead you astray and if by a chance something does come up; you love her Cal I know you do, but just let her prove she loves you before because your worth it. Okay?” He squeezed her close to him kissing the top of her head lightly as he rubbed her arm.
Callie couldn’t help, but smile. No one would ever believe it about him, but Mark really was a great guy and someone that you could really turn to, even if he didn’t like to admit it. He was. And he wasn’t just the man-whore everyone knew him as; this man was her best friend and she knew she could always count on him. “Thanks Mark.” She smiled and shifted as she started to stand. “I think I need to go do something now.”
“That you do.”
Callie smiled at her friend as she turned to leave stopping when she heard her friend start to talk again.
“And Cal,” she turned and faced her friend, “you worth it, remember that.” She smiled, sometimes she didn’t understand all of what her friend meant, but it was still sweet and nice to hear.
The Ortho surgeon’s smile stayed plastered on her face the whole walk through the halls as she made her way to the Peds’ floor. Seeing the smile on the surgeon’s face Ana had to reciprocate what it as she walked toward the surgeon. “Hi there, Dr. Torres.” The nurse continued to smile her greeting. “It’s nice to see you,” she let her eyes scan the other woman’s body, “smiling again.” she finished, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
Callie couldn’t help her smile from widening at the woman’s obvious flirting. She let her self look at Ana for the first time. Her hair in soft waves a light golden brown with skin that had just the slightest hint of a tan pigment to them and her hazel eyes; they had always seem to have a mischievous secret to them, but they held a warmth.
“And it’s really nice to see you” Callie smiled letting her eyes look over her body taking on step closer to her leaving only a few inches between the two of them; she reached up plucking and invisible cotton ball off of the nurses scrub top lifting it slightly she blew the piece away. Ana gulped, she had always hit on the Latina, but never had she reciprocated it. Catching her gaze, Callie smiled, “really, really nice.” She finished a small smirk on her face at the other woman’s obvious shock.
Ana noticing her mouth hung slightly open quickly shut it looking back up into the chocolate brown eyes of the Latina she smiled, she leaned in close to the her ear speaking in a hushed voice so that only she could her hear. “It would be nicer to get to see all of you sometime.” Ana had a smirk plastered on her face as she moved away from the now shocked Ortho surgeon.
Just as the nurse moved away the sound of someone falling made both Callie and she turn to see what had caused the commotion. Upon turning Callie was instantly introduced to the sight of Arizona on hands and knees gathering up the papers that she had dropped and seeming to be apologizing to the person she had, just moments before, bumped into. Without even realizing it Callie had quickly moved over to the blonde.
“Are you okay?” She asked not even realizing that the words had slipped out of her mouth or that they were coming.
Arizona looked up when she heard that voice speaking, their eyes instantly meeting. Both seemed paralyzed for a moment; unable to shift their gaze away from each other, until Arizona remember exactly why she had not been paying attention in the first place. Because Arizona was so closely paying attention to Callie flirting with one of her nurses; her favorite nurse! Flirting with her favorite nurse on her floor; in her territory! She had run into another nurse effectively making a fool of her.
She stood quickly snatching the papers that Callie had collected from her hands; she looked directly at Callie her eyes squinted with the hinted anger and jealousy she was feeling.
Callie was a little taken aback by the blonde’s sudden movement and now kind of intimidating stare she was giving her made her usual level headed self want to squirm. She shifted from one foot to the other under the intensely watchful eyes of the blonde. “So, I see nothings broken then…that’s good.” Callie smiled softly at the woman in front of her trying to lighten the thick air.
“Yeah, it’s super actually” Arizona said a little too perkily for even her. “Why are you here anyway?” Her tone as hard the lump in her throat felt.
Arizona’s words cute deep into the ortho surgeons chest making her feel a little uneasy and confused. “Uh, well,” she cleared her throat, trying to rid herself of the lump that had taken residence there, “actually I am here for you.” She finished off looking at the blonde.
Arizona was momentarily caught off guard by the Latina’s words and could feel the muscles in her face start to relax. Biting the inside if her mouth to keep from smiling, Arizona attempted to harden her features once again.
“Well, I am right here.” The words came out coldly.
“Okay, well, it’s about…” Callie’s words were cut short by the sound of her pager going of at her hip. Quickly she glanced down at it seeing that it was just Mark she decided it could wait. “Well, it’s about…” Again her words were cut short by the excessive beeping coming from her side. She let out a frustrated sigh as she looked down at her pager. “Seriously?”
“You should go get that Dr. Torres, it might be important.” Spoke the blonde who had been listening her arms folded across her chest making sure she put special emphasis on Dr. Torres. She smiled a little to herself seeing Callie’s eyes go a little wide at hearing it.
Hearing the blonde call her by that name made her heart clench. “Yeah, I’ll try to catch you after.” She walked away with out a reply; she kept her eyes trained down to look like she was only looking at her pager as tears softly fell from her eyes at the harshness of hearing her name said in that way by the blonde that sounded to her. It made her feel as though all hope had finally left her body with those two words.