A/N: This chapter gets surprisingly… erm… introspective? That's not the right word, I guess. But part of this chapter explains Callie's behavior from almost the beginning of the story… so yeah :)

Yeah, so these are fast updates :) I've missed writing a lot over the past weeks, so you'll probably get fast updates for at least the next week or so XD

I hope you guys enjoy.

Butterflies and Hurricanes

Chapter 13

Callie walked up to Arizona's dorm almost timidly. She stood for a few seconds in front of the dark blue door, her teeth digging into her lower lip and her hands anxiously pulling at the hem of her leather jacket. She was never nervous before dates. Sure, her first date with a woman, Erica, had been nerve wracking. But, that had been because everything was new to her. Now, two years later, Callie was no newborn but she still felt butterflies fluttering around in the pit of her stomach.

Taking a deep breath, Callie straightened her jacket, ran a hand through her long raven curls and knocked on the door.

"Hey Ariz-" Callie stopped midway through her greeting, her eyes widening at the sigh of a stranger standing in the doorway. "You're not Arizona." She said lamely, kicking herself for that stupid remark as the woman merely looked up at her with thinly veiled annoyance.

Rolling her eyes, the woman remarked "And you're not George Clooney, if we're stating the obvious." Whoever she was, she crossed her arms over her chest and looked faintly amused as Callie gaped at her.

"I'm sorry-"

"Calliope!" The exclamation was following by a few loud thuds, which Callie realized were made by Arizona hopping over to the door on her one good leg. That brought a smile to her lips and she tried to peer around the shorter woman standing in the doorway to catch sight of the blonde. "Hi." Arizona managed to edge around the woman and greeted Callie with a huge, albeit slightly apologetic grin.

"Am I missing something here?" The stranger inquired, quite rudely in Callie's opinion.

Callie leaned closer to Arizona, murmuring as quietly as she possibly could. "Um... Arizona, who on earth is that?"

"Her roommate," the woman butted in. It seemed Callie had not been quiet enough. Smooth. Very smooth. "Miranda Bailey."

Callie looked between the stranger and Arizona for a moment, but Arizona nodded and looked helplessly back at brunette just shrugged, and shook Bailey's outstretched hand. Though, out of the corner of her eye, she caught Arizona mouthing "I'm sorry," at her over the short woman's head.

"Callie, Callie Torres. I'm Arizona's… um… friend. It's nice to meet you." Callie added. She had no idea what was going to happen to their date with this new presence in Arizona's apartment.

"You too." Bailey paused, looking between the other two woman and shrugging. "Well, I'm going to go unpack, are you guys going to watch a movie or something?"

Callie looked toward Arizona. After all they were in the blonde's apartment now. "I think so…. yeah." Arizona nodded to Bailey but some of her enthusiasm melted quickly away when she remembered that she and Callie were both being slightly rude to a woman she had just met. "You don't um… want to watch with us, do you?"

Bailey chucked. "Nope," she waved them both off. "I'm going to go and get my room set up."

Callie and Arizona were left standing awkwardly in the doorway as Bailey disappeared down the hall and into her room. When they heard the door slam, both women relaxed somewhat. But, Bailey's unexpected arrival had thrown another wrench in what was turning out to be a very odd date.

"I'm sorry about that." Arizona murmured helplessly as she reached around Callie to swing the door shut. "Really. She just popped up out of nowhere. I thought she was the pizza guy."

Callie snorted. "I bet she loved that."

"I probably made a terrible first impression." The blonde mused, eventually shrugging it off. "I suppose I'll be living with her at least a year so at some point I think she'll figure out I'm not totally insane."

Callie followed Arizona into the living room where the blonde gestured toward a pizza box on the small coffee table. "But, I'm not even totally sure you're not insane… so…" Callie let her voice trail off teasingly and then winced as Arizona's small fist collided lightly with her shoulder.

"I am perfectly sane," Arizona replied primly with a sparkle of mirth dancing in her blue eyes. She sighed and flopped down on the sofa, "Now, I'm going to eat my pizza and pretend you didn't just call me crazy."

Callie laughed, sneaking a glace at the blonde out of the corner of her eye as she reached for a plate and a slice of pizza. The awkwardness between them had evaporated, taking with it the butterflies in Callie's stomach.

"You want to pick the movie?" Arizona asked. "There's a couple by the TV, but I didn't bring very many with me…"

Callie got up off the sofa and dropped into a sitting position by the small stack of DVDs. "I'm sure we'll find something," the brunette murmured as she glanced at the colorful DVD cases.

After Callie had taken a few moments to sort through the pile and Arizona had spent that time shamelessly admiring the brunette from her position on the sofa, Callie turned toward her, holding up two DVDs. "Tell me," she walked back to the sofa with a bemused smile on her lips. "Do you own any non-disney?"

Arizona blushed, realizing too late that she probably should have gone to the nearest store to try to find some movies that didn't scream seven-year-old.

All of a sudden embarrassed, Arizona scrambled for a reply. "I… um…"

She stopped as she felt a reassuring hand on her arm. "Hey," Callie said quietly. "I think it's cute. And, lucky for you, you have Up, which I have always wanted to see." Try as she might, Arizona could find no hint of derision in Callie's beautiful brown eyes so with a smile and a shrug Callie put Up into the DVD player and settled back down onto the sofa.

It took Arizona all of three minutes to lose focus on the movie completely. Instead, her attention was pulled again and again to the brunette sitting next to her on the small couch. She watched in almost fascination as the "badass bartender" watched, and seemingly enjoyed a Disney movie. Then again, Calliope seemed to be a constant surprise.

However, it was until the second had of the movie, just after Carl and Russell meet Dug the talking dog, that Arizona noticed how close they had gotten. The pizza had been long abandoned as Callie watched and Arizona… well, sort of watched. They had started off a safe distance apart, but as the movie wore on, both women seemed to have been inching closer together.

Arizona bit her lower lip, her eyes flicking between the brunette beside her and the remaining few inches of space between them. She ached to close the distance and curl up against Callie's warm body, or… do slightly less innocent things. But she left the small barrier between them uncrossed and renewed her futile efforts to watch the movie.

Callie drew in a deep breath, forcing herself to exhale slowly and tried to refocus her attention on the movie. She could feel Arizona's eyes on her. They always seemed to see more than they should. Even when she was relaxed or teasing, her eyes blue like cloudless summer skies, Arizona always seem to see too much. It frightened her, a bit. But, it was exhilarating.

Ever since that night at Joe's when she had looked out across the bar to see a table of her friends and those familiar blue eyes peering up at her, she had been a bit frightened of Arizona Robbins, as ridiculous as that idea sounded now.

After Erica, she had closed herself off, understandably so. But, instead of snapping out of it after a few weeks like her friends expected her to do, it became her way of living. She built walls, hid herself behind them, and let only a few people get close.

She dated Mark because he was safe. They fooled each other into thinking they were what each other wanted. They needed each other, and she did love him. But, not like that.

And after that first night at Joe's, Arizona had threatened that.

With barely a glance, she had seen through those carefully constructed walls. Ripped through layer after layer effortlessly. And the second Callie felt her defenses start to crumble, she had disappeared. For three days. Off hiding out and getting wasted. Dancing. Whatever she could think of to try to convince herself that everything hadn't changed that day she went in to buy a smoothie from the lonely blonde at the counter. But, even as that failed, she couldn't make herself regret it either.

But, after the three days, where had she ended up? With Arizona.

Her focus on the movie was long gone, but as Callie snuck a quick glance at the blonde out of the corner of her eye she saw Arizona biting her lip and looking determinedly at the movie screen. As the movie played, Callie let herself bask in this new feeling for a few moments. She wasn't afraid. Her world wasn't tilted on its axis and reeling crazily out of balance. Nope, her world was finally right side up again. At least, it was starting to be.

As Carl's house burst into flames on the TV screen and Arizona flinched, Callie tentatively reached out and laced her fingers through Arizona's. She felt the blonde hesitate but after a second or two she felt Arizona give her hand a gentle squeeze and she looked up to see a contented smile dancing on the edge of Arizona's lips.

They sat like that until the last scene of the movie was winding down. She let her hand trace gentle patterns across the back of the blonde's hand but when she heard a door open and close from down the hall, accompanied by the sound of footsteps nearing the living room, Callie quickly dropped Arizona's hand. The brunette didn't want to make Arizona uncomfortable around her brand new roommate, especially seeing as in the ten or so minutes that they had gotten to know each other, Callie seriously doubted Arizona had told her roommate she was gay.

Bailey walked toward the kitchen, barely sparing them a glance as she popped something in the microwave and fiddled with the machine for a few seconds before she started it and a loud, electric hum filled the apartment.

Callie turned back to the screen but stopped as she caught sight of the hurt, and slightly puzzled look that graced Arizona's features.

"I didn't know if you were okay with Bailey…. Like…" She said quietly, shrugging and glancing over her shoulder. "knowing… I mean she's your roommate-"

In reply, Arizona just rolled her eyes and reached for Callie's hand again. She pointedly looked across the room at her roommate, who was still ignoring them, and then back at their joined hands with a shrug.

"Don't care," Arizona murmured with a conspiratorial smile and turned back to the TV screen to watch the last few minutes.

Bailey disappeared back into her room with whatever she had cooked in the microwave, not even having spared the pair of women on the couch a glance. And, all too soon the ending credits were scrolling down the screen.

"Interesting movie." Callie commented, not to keen on the idea of having to relinquish her grasp on Arizona's hand. "Very… erm… Disney."

Arizona laughed, seeing right through Callie's words. "Uh huh, don't lie." A mischievous smirk curled at the edge of her lips. "I don't care how badass you are, you liked it."

"Well you would know." Callie teased. "You were watching me the entire time."

Arizona felt her cheeks heat up as she shook her head. "Did not," she lied. "I was very engrossed in the movie… and everything."

"Now look who's lying." Arizona opened her mouth to protest but thought better of it and rolled her eyes.

"Okay, my gaze may have strayed a few times…" She conceded. "But, I didn't watch you the entire time."

"So did."

"Oh?" They were sitting so close together, Arizona was practically in Callie's lap at that point. Holding hands was becoming very inconvenient but neither of them were willing to give up the contact. "And how would you know that?"

"I saw you," Callie replied simply.

Arizona smirked triumphantly. "Then, you were watching me too." She announced. Emboldened by their banter, Arizona let go of Callie's hand and placed her hands on the sofa on opposite sides of the brunette's head. "Admit it," she mock-threatened, leaning down so her lips were dangerously close to Callie's.

Arizona could see every flicker of emotion in Callie's eyes when they were this close. And, just as it looked like the brunette was about to reply, Callie changed her mind and simply leaned up and captured Arizona's lips in a kiss.

It started off innocently enough but as Callie moved to deepen the kiss Arizona found herself shifting to straddle Callie's legs and—

Cough.

Arizona jumped, knocking her injured foot against the coffee table as Callie peered slightly guiltily around Arizona's body at Bailey who was looking at them with a mixture of annoyance and amusement.

"That's a rather loose interpretation of the word, friend." Bailey commented dryly before walking to the sink to fill a cup of water and walking back to her room.

A/N: I was actually kind of thinking of making this the end since everything was kind of wrapped up here... What do you guys think?

Update for BL will be soon and the first chap of the holiday fic I co-wrote with KB is up if you feel like checking that out...

Reviews are much appreciated :)