The Story

❤️Last Chapter❤️

Before Arizona knew it, it was the huge day of her flight back to Seattle. Her heart was racing and her hands all sweaty. She barely got any sleep the last few nights due her nervousness to meet Callie again.

As her flight got called, she couldn't help herself but start to actually ask herself what she wanted to do. Yes, she wanted without any doubts Callie back while at the same time she just wanted to go to her hotel room, let herself fall onto the bed and sleep. In best case she would go to the bench. Their bench. The bench where everything started. Where they had their first date, their first kiss, where Arizona had asked Callie to be girlfriends. Maybe, but probably rather not, she would actually have enough courage to go to their old apartment. Or to the hospital they both used to work at. There were so many possibilities how the upcoming 2 weeks would go.

"Excuse me, m'am, would you like to order something?", the flight assistent asked Arizona, pulling her out of her thoughts.

"I would take a sparkling water please.", Arizona smiled at her. The ginger haired woman nodded her head yes before writing it down on her little note pad. She went away and Arizona's mind instantly drifted back to her thoughts she had before.

What if Callie would reject her? What would she do then? Arizona only had one plan: finding Callie! But what would she do when she wouldn't find Callie in two weeks? Just now, Arizona realized how messed up this whole story actually was. She was sitting in a plain, which would go off any minute now,flying to Seattle, where she was going into a hotel. And then... Well she actually didn't thought until then. What she would do when she was in her hotel. Maybe she would just call Callie saying 'hey guess what, I'm back all for you! I didn't read your book completely, even though you wrote it just for me. I just skipped the most of it. But hey! I'm back! Wanna be my girlfriend again?'

After she thought about it she instantly felt bad. Taking out the book Callie wrote, she started reading it from the very first page. Taking her time for letting all the words, emotions, thoughts, moments and memories in, she didn't even realized when the assistent came back with her water.

About three hours later, Arizona finished the book. She looked out of the window, started to image how Callie would react on her coming back.

Not too soon after, the plane landet safely in Seattle. After she got her luggage, she called herself a cab and drove to her hotel. Today she sure wouldn't do much anymore. It was 11 pm in Seattle. And the different time zones from Seattle and her now so called 'home' didn't helped her very much.

So as soon as her head hit the pillow, Arizona started to drift off and fell into a deep slumber, her thoughts still at Callie.

When she opened her eyes again, the bright sun was shining through her white curtains. She took her phone to risk a look on the time. 8:38 am. Surprised that she sleep over 9 hours, Arizona started her morning routine by taking a quick shower. After that she blow dryed her hair and put it into a messy bun. Picking out a black crop top that she wore under her yellow shirt, she started to dress herself. All of this, Arizona combed it with blue jeans, making her legs look a little longer.

11 am
After Arizona made a quick stop at a little bakery to get herself some breakfast and a coffee, Arizona wasted no time in going to the all so famous bench. Knowing that Callie pretty sure had better things to do then sitting on a bench the whole day long, waiting for someone who would probably never come back in her life again, she sat on the same spot she sat just a few years ago.

Yes, she knew that it was ridiculous. And completely irrational. Being the one that left and then coming back, hoping everything would turn back to normal just like that. But Arizona knew better then that. She knew that, that was not how feelings worked. It's not how life decides what would happen and what wouldn't. That maybe the two of them just weren't meant to be. Arizona knew perfectly fine that life can suck at times. That it plays dirty and unfair. But it also lets you win most of the time. Because in the end everything you've been through made you smarter.

If it only was life who played unfair tho... People like to blame everything and everyone for their problems and yes, Arizona would definetly lie if she would say that she never tried to blame life or time for all her heart ache.

But in the end she perfectly knew, she could blame life or time as much as she wanted, she was the one leaving, she was the one telling Callie to move one from her. She was the one to blame for all the heart ache, all the depressing moments she had, and probably put Callie through. And yes, she blamed herself for it. And in Arizona's point of view, Callie would have all right to reject her. Callie would have all right to tell Arizona to go to hell. Arizona wasn't prepared for Callie rejecting her, but she would be happy for Callie if she would be happy again. If it would be with Arizona now or with someone else was would come after Callie being happy.

Arizona once again run her fingers through her hair, while taking a deep breath. Her hands landed on her neck and not too soon after, her fingers were around the little amulet on her necklace she once got from Callie.

"Arizona?", a soft and beautiful familiar voice shy asked. Now was no going back. Arizona turned around. Blue eyes find brown and Arizona couldn't help but feel butterflies flying through her whole body as if they were some sort of a firework.
"Calliope!", she softly answered, standing up from the bench, never breaking their eye contact. She slowly walked toward Callie. Callie, the prettiest girl Arizona has ever seen. Callie, the love of her life...

~The End~