The Girl in the Bar-Rewrite

Chapter 36

Callie's P.O.V:

"So, what are your plans for Thanksgiving?" I ask, joining Arizona in the kitchen where she was giving Noah his nightly bath.

"I haven't thought about it. I'll probably just hang out with Noah since Teddy and Tim were planning on going to California to spend the holiday with her family. What about you? Did you have any?"

"Actually yeah, my best friend is coming into town to spend Thanksgiving with her family, so she invited me to spend the day with them," I tell her.

"Oh well that's nice," she says, "can you hand me his towel please?"

"Sure." I say, reaching for the object. I laid it over my chest so she could place Noah in my arms to wrap him up, "Would you like to come along? She said I could bring someone. We could go together, you know, as a family. Besides, you said that Tim and Teddy were going to be gone, so you would be by yourself, so why not spend it with me,"

"I wouldn't be by myself, I'll have Noah," she says, lifting Noah out of the sink. She places him in arms so I could dry him off.

"I don't know, Callie. To be honest, I really don't know these people and I'm not really comfortable being around people I don't know,"

"You can just stay close to me. Hell, I'll even introduce you. That way you won't feel awkward,"

"Okay, fine, I'll go," she says.

"Really?" I ask, sound a little surprised she accepted my invite.

"Yes, really," she says with a smile.

"Arizona, you ready? It's time to go babe?" I call out from behind Noah's bedroom door.

"Hang on, I'll be out in a minute," I hear her call back.

"Do you need any help?" I ask, opening the bedroom door.

"Actually, yeah, that would be great. Could you change his outfit for me while I go change into a different shirt?"

"I thought you just changed him," I say, taking Noah from her grasp.

"I did. But after I picked him up, he decided to spit up all over both of us,"

"Well, that's not very nice, NoNo," I say to him in my baby voice, "were supposed to love Mommy, not puke all over her. But I guess it's better her than me, so nice job," I chuckle, trying to give him a high five.

"Very funny, Calliope," she says with a poutiness in her voice, "I hope he gets you next time. See how you like getting barfed on,"

"It's all part of being a parent, babe," I say, laughing at her.

Once we got Noah changed and Arizona changed her shirt, we were ready to head out.

"Are you sure they're going to like me?" Arizona asks, putting Noah in the car.

"They're going to love you, so stop worrying," I say, sliding into the driver's seat. I fasten my seatbelt, then fire up the engine.

"God, I hope so," my girlfriend says, sliding into the passenger side.

It only took us a about five minutes to get to our location. As I open the back door to grab Noah from the backseat, I hear Arizona shout.

"Fuck,"

"What? What's wrong?" I ask her.

"I forgot to pack extra outfits in the diaper bag in case he spits up all over himself,"

"Well, let's hope he doesn't spit up," I tease. She just flashes me a dirty look, "Arizona, it's fine. We were a little preoccupied trying to get him around. So, we forgot to double check the diaper bag, big deal,"