The Song Remains the Same

Chapter 24

Callie knew it was early, her bedroom not yet lit with any hint of hazy dawn. There was no chance that any of her children were already awake. She wanted to keep it that way, wanted to keep them in their beds so that she and Arizona could stay in their bed. Because what was going on in their bed was very, very good. Or it was getting very good, anyway. Arizona's schedule was less brutal than it had been now that Alex was allowed to stand on his prosthetic for the hour an appendectomy took. Other than the simplest of procedures he was limited to paperwork and consults so he lunged on every surgery he could get. It had helped Arizona get home a little earlier in the evenings though, allowed her to not make her mornings any earlier than they had to be.

They could be sleeping but Arizona was putting the time to use driving Callie crazy with her hands, lips, tongue, and teeth instead. Callie had still been asleep when Arizona had pushed her shirt up and started trailing contact all across her skin. Callie couldn't say she hated the change of pace from her usual wake up call of a fighting or needy toddler, or a loud pager summoning her from her bed. Right now, before the sun was even up, she had exactly nowhere to be except for where she was – which was writhing under her lover's infinitely talented touch.

Both of Arizona's hands were occupied, one under her still present shirt, the other pushing her panties down as her kisses moved downward. Callie could just tangle five fingers in loose blonde waves, the other gripping tight to the sheets in an effort to keep from grabbing too hard at her girlfriend's hair.

Sudden noise from the hall made Arizona's head lift just as her mouth was getting into more interesting territory. “No, don't stop!” Callie groaned, fingers tightening in her hair.

“Shh,” Arizona hushed her, listening intently.

“Mama...” The plaintive whimper was Arizona’s signal to disengage, rolling off and sitting up.

“What is it?” Callie called, her heart pounding and breathing hard as her body protested the sudden loss of sensation.

“I had an accident.”

Callie fell back into the sheets with a sigh. “Okay, it's okay,” she promised.

“I'm coming,” Arizona said, straightening her shirt as she flipped her legs out of bed.

“That was supposed to be my line!” Callie complained as she dragged one hand over her face. “I was being quiet!” she grumbled under her breath.

Arizona smirked down at her, standing up and stretching, shimmying her hips to settle her shorts back in place where they'd shifted in sleep. Callie appreciated the sight less than normal and groaned in frustrated dismay. “It was an accident, Callie. I'll take care of it and be right back.”

“I know that.” She sat up on her elbows, eyes tracing the lines and curves of her lover's body. “You don't think I should go?”

“I got this one,” Arizona promised with a wink over her shoulder. Outside the bedroom Angus called her name, having heard her voice answer him. “You can get the next one. Stay here and keep the sheets warm for me?”

Callie flopped into the mattress again willingly enough. “I can do that.”

It wasn't as quick an errand as Arizona had hoped though, and Callie's alarm clock was going off just as her girlfriend returned to their bedroom. “You've got to be kidding me!” Arizona groaned as she shut the door only to see Callie rolling out of bed. Callie's alarm was their last call – the final chance to get out bed and get ready and still have a chance in hell at making it to work on time. Arizona had been teased about her insistence on having two alarms but Callie couldn't deny she'd grown to appreciate having extra time in the mornings to fool around if the opportunity presented itself like it had this morning. Before Gus had his accident and squashed his mommy's chance of getting laid.