~You put your arms around me and I
believe that it's easier for to let me go.
You put your arms around me and I'm home.~

She just finished her version of "Arms" and waited as the crowd applauded her. Callie Torres had been singing since she was a little girl, and the thrill of being on stage excited her.

People in the crowd were yelling her name, clapping like it would never end, and begging for more of her singing. She couldn't wait to break out singing "Break My Heart", a song she had been working on for some time. She loved the vocals, which she could hit perfectly, and she was in the mood to finally break out and sing it.

The drummer started off the song after Callie flashed him her prized smile, then the guitarist started. She waited until it was time to sing, basking in the spotlight.

~I'm so tired of being happy; baby won't you come
and break my heart. Sick of you and me always laughing,
baby won't you come and break my heart.~

She loved that song, and ended it, hitting the perfect note, like always. The song was supposed to be a surprise for her boyfriend, George, but when she caught him cheating on her with his best friend Izzie, she broke up with him and stopped working on the song. She threw it in a corner of her very messy apartment and forgot about it.

When her tour ended, she realized she really needed to clean and found the paper thrown with a stack of other papers and magazines. Callie decided to finish it once her apartment was clean enough to live in. She was desperate for something new to perform, and this song was perfect.

She hadn't had a serious relationship since George, but she had been seeing someone off and on. Although it almost felt like an experiment, seeing as her on again, off again lover was female.

Callie couldn't help but think about her luscious blond curls, beautiful blue eyes, and a smile that could light up the entire world. Even though she was super perky, and loved the color pink, Callie couldn't help but start to fall in love with her. They met while one of Callie's earlier tours brought her to Seattle almost three years ago.

Callie had just finished a concert and needed to get out of the concert hall. She was singing song that reminded her of her destroyed relationship, and it was taking the joy out of singing. Finding a dainty little bar, on accident, she went in.

The bar had a very friendly atmosphere, and there were groups of people every which way. Callie walked up to the bar and sat down at an empty stool.

The bartender, who Callie had later learned was also the owner of the bar, took her drink order and noticed that she didn't look happy.

"Is everything alright, ma'am?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Sorry. Everything is fine. Just had a rough day." He seemed like a pretty cool guy, and she learned that he, in fact, was.

"I've had a pretty hard day, too. Mind if I sit here? We can share the pain," a stranger's voice called out behind Callie. She turned around and looked into the face of a beautiful woman. She was almost stunned. She never noticed the details of attraction on a woman before.

"Yeah, of course. The seat's all yours."

"Thanks. I'm Arizona, by the way."

"Callie."

"That's a pretty name."

"Thank you."

"So, you had a rough day?" To Callie, this wasn't normal behavior, engaging in random conversations with strangers. Back in LA, the friends that you had were the only ones you were going to get. They could get really rude down there too.

"Yeah, problems at home are just causing problems here."

"You're not from around here? Probably why I haven't seen you around before."

"I'm from LA, actually. I came into town for a couple days with my tour. I had a concert only hours ago."

"You're a singer? Should I recognize you? I'm really bad at this, sorry. I guess I never get out of the hospital enough to catch up on pop culture."

"No problems. Not being recognized is good. I don't like being the center of attention unless, of course, I'm on stage. So, hospital? Are you a doctor?"

"A surgeon, actually. I am the head of Pediatric Surgery at the hospital across the street."

"Now I must be the stupid one, I didn't know there was a hospital across the street."

"That's perfectly okay. People who don't notice it are just as great as people who do."

Callie couldn't forget their first conversation. They spent hours talking to each other, becoming less and less strangers. They really enjoyed each other's company. It was close to 2am by the time they decided to leave the bar.

They didn't leave empty handed though. Both of them left with each other's phone number and Arizona promised that she would try to get out of the hospital in time to hear the sensational Callie Torres live in concert; both seriously hoping that she could make it. Arizona, because she was developing what people would consider a school girl crush, and Callie, because she truly thought that she found a real friend in her crazy life.

A/N- I hope you enjoy! Review please! I have a couple stories being posted, and the one that has more alerts/reviews, is the one that I will be putting most of my attention. (: -Ari