#badasscallietorres

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Today was the day, their first real check up after the scare they’d had where Arizona had panicked and called Addison all the way up thankfully for nothing. Arizona leaned up against the wall of the examining room on the OB floor while she watched, waiting for Callie to finish putting on the hospital gown. Attentively in case Callie were to need her help with anything. In the mean time she made an attempt to converse with her girlfriend. Not that the silence was awkward between them or anything. It was actually, surprisingly pleasant but that didn’t stop the blonde from break it.

“You know you can pull off a hospital gown quite well. Maybe even better than you pull off scrubs.” She teased lightly.

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Moving “Home”|| Calzona

Callie

Arizona gathered her things back into the duffle bag she had arrived with. She checked the hotel room one last time to make sure she had everything she’d come with before stepping into the hall and walking down to the lobby where she turned in her room key before making her way out to her car.

She stuffed her things in the trunk and headed over to her old place. It was only noon so she was hoping to catch Callie before she left for her shift at 4. Soon after she parked in the apartment lot and made her way to apartment 502.

Before the blonde had left the day before Callie had given her the spare key, again, so she was able to walk right into the apartment. She didn’t bother to look for Callie at the moment, she simple took her things into the spare bedroom that she would now call hers.

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Your Things Are Here || Calzona

Callie

With a sigh Arizona stuffed her cell phone in her back pocket along with her room key. She grabbed her car keys off the dresser beside the television and headed out to the parking lot. Being home for nearly a week now she had found the time to pick her car up from the storage lot so she didn’t have to take a cab places anymore.

She slid into the car and headed for Callie’s apartment. When she’d left Africa she didn’t have a set address back home yet, so Callie’s address had been the default place to have her things shipped too. Hopefully, this wasn’t going to ruin her relationship with the Latina. Callie had seemed okay with it, but it was only a text and Arizona had forgotten to inform her in advance. 

As she drove to Callie’s place she was trying to figure out what she was going to do with all her things now. What she had left behind in Seattle was still in storage since she was still staying in a hotel room. She could only hope there would be enough room in her storage space for the rest of her things from Africa while she continued to apartment hunt, which had become a lot harder than she had expected. Plus, with spending all her time at working to get her job back at the hospital to afford an apartment Arizona hadn’t had much time to search for one.

Before long the blonde pulled into the apartment lot and parked her car. She got out locking the car up and heading into the building and up to Callie’s apartment where she found her boxes of things in the hallway in front of the apartment door, and the door slightly ajar. She figured Callie was around, but she didn’t want to force the Latina to help her if she didn’t want too, especially  since she was with child. But the blonde wanted to at least see her, what she assumed to be again, girlfriend so she tried to make known that she was there, in a discrete way. She cleared her throat loudly and picked up a box trying to make as much noise as she could without it being too obvious that she was doing so on purpose.

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Text || Calzona

Arizona: so...if a bunch of boxes arrive at your place today they're mine...and I'll come pick them up

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I’m Home... || Calzona

After what felt like ages Arizona had finally landed in Seattle. When she stepped off the plane she realized that she was going to have to find a cab to take her home. Then she realized she didn’t actually have a home there. Seattle was her home in the sense that it was where she belonged, but she didn’t have a place to live. She knew that she wouldn’t be able to just show up on Callie’s door step and expect to move back in so, before anything else she hailed a cab and booked herself a room at a hotel. 

The blonde wasn’t expecting her things, that had not been on the plane with her, to arrive for a few days so for the most part she only had her laptop and a duffel bag mostly filled with clothes, and the essentials that she couldn’t easily buy. Once she had her things settled in the room she got another cab over to Callie’s apartment.

Before long Arizona found herself in front of her old apartment. Although she had only recently moved in with Callie before she left for Africa she still have considered it her place, their place. Of course, she knew that wasn’t the case anymore... 

The blonde took a deep breath and did her best to lighten up her face. She had no idea how things were going to play out in the next few minutes, but at least Callie knew that she was coming back and would show up sooner or later. With it being almost 4 in the evening, and Callie on call, she hoped that the Latina would be home so she could get the hardest part over with.

The perky blonde stepped in front of the door and reached out giving a gentle tap, three times before taking a small step back from the door and waiting nervously for an answer.