Chapter one: Wherever you will go.

"Hey, Can I get a water please?" Callie called over to the bartender.

"Sure, Cal. I'll be right back with it." the dark haired guy gave the brunette a smile as he turned and honoured her request.

Callie sat in the corner of a Seattle bar. She had been to the city once when she was younger, but now, she was there alone, and unsure of any of her surroundings. Looking around the bar, she noticed the place filling up a lot faster than it had earlier on in the night. Great, looks like I'm in for a good one. The more the merrier I guess. This was the second night she had spent at the bar, and she had another six of them planned before she left to go back home. Home was wherever she was asked to fly to next. She wasn't due to leave Seattle for almost two weeks, and she had decided that tomorrow she would venture out of her hotel room and take in the sights while she could.

As the brunette sat thinking, the bartender arrived with her water. "Hey! Smile, it might never happen." Callie lifted her gaze to see the same dark haired guy she had spoken to a couple of minutes before.

Smiling, she thanked him for the cool liquid he had placed in front of her. Couple more hours and i'll be drinking the stronger stuff. The brunette was brought out of her thoughts by a rowdy group of people entering the bar. Oh god! I don't do rowdy. They have so come to the wrong place tonight. Callie laughed to herself as she watched the group head over to the bar and request a tray full of tequila shots.

Taking a deep breath, she took her mind back to three months ago. Three months ago when her world changed, and her life wasn't going to be the same again. The life she had known for five years.

"Hey, i'm home" the brunette yelled throughout the house. "Jai? You here?" continuing through the house and into the kitchen, she placed her groceries on the counter. Hitting the play button on her docking station, she began to dance through the kitchen and off down the hallway.

Getting closer to the bathroom, Callie heard running water. "Mmm, waiting in the shower for me? I like it" the brunette moaned to herself.

Heading into the bedroom, Callie figured her girlfriend could wait a few more minutes. Quickly undressing, she pulled on her robe and turned to head back towards the sound of the running water.

"Jai? You may want to turn that water to cold, baby. You are going to need it" Callie laughed as she placed her hand on the door handle.

Turning the handle and stepping inside, her eyes widened. "What the fuck?" Callie stood in shock.

Lifting her head up and turning to see Callie standing in the doorway, Jai scrambled to her feet. "Shit, Cal. W-what are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? What am I doing here? I fucking live here, with you, my girlfriend." Callie scoffed.

"I, Uh, I-I didn't expect you back this early." Jai stuttered.

"Yeah! I can see that!" The brunette entered the bathroom to find her girlfriends clothes thrown around the floor, and a redhead underneath said girlfriend. "You need to leave." Callie pointed down to the woman lying underneath her girlfriend. "And you? You can fuck off too! Get out of my fucking house!"

"Cal, Please? Let me explain." Jai begged the brunette standing in front of her.

"Explain? Oh! You don't need to explain anything. Looks pretty self explanatory to me, Jai." Callie turned and left the bathroom, made her way down the hall and slammed the bedroom door shut.

Feeling tears forming in her eyes, the brunette quickly grabbed her water and took a sip. Standing up, she straightened her clothes out and made her way to the other side of the bar. Tight fitting jeans hugged her hips, while a white, short sleeved t-shirt with the words 'Badass' emblazoned on it accentuated her naturally bronzed skin.

Realising she was never going to get the loud, and most likely drunken crowd to quieten down by simply asking them to, she fixed the stand in front of her, clipped the microphone in and began to caress the black and white keys below her fingertips. Closing her eyes, she let the sound of the piano drown out the noise of the people around her.

So lately, been wondering

Who will be there to take my place

When I'm gone, you'll need love

To light the shadows on your face

If a great wave shall fall

It would fall upon us all

And between the sand and stone

Could you make it on your own?

Opening her eyes, the brunette smiled to herself at the sudden silence. People simply stood, mouths agape and holding their breath.

If I could, then I would

I'll go wherever you will go

Way up high or down low

I'll go wherever you will go

Music was the one thing in the world that couldn't hurt her. It was her safe place, and right now, she had never felt safer. She knew she had a talent, a talent she wanted to intimately share in small joints, just like the one she was in right now. Sure, she would love to make a tonne of money from her talent, but right now, in this moment, she wouldn't want to be anywhere else. Glancing around as she continued her song, she could see that not a soul in the place was speaking. It was perfect, emotional, and exactly what she wanted.

Run away with my heart

Run away with my hope

Run away with my love

I know now, just quite how

My life and love might still go on

In your heart, in your mind

I'll stay with you for all of time

As the brunette neared the end of the song, she couldn't help but notice the most amazingly beautiful blue eyes staring back at her. Unable to look away, she continued to stare at the vision in front of her. Smiling as the crowd erupted into cheers, she held her gaze a little longer. She had never seen eyes like it. Every emotion pouring from them in front of her. Giving the blue eyed beauty a small smile, Callie turned back to the piano and thanked the crowd.

After finishing the last of her set, she moved away from her piano and headed straight for the bar. The end of the set meant her downtime, and right now, she had to make her way through the crowd, in the hope of finding the eyes she so desperately had to see again.

"Rum and coke, please" Callie yelled over the bar. The noise had slowly started to rise again, and she could barely hear herself think. How does someone have just beautiful eyes? Who on earth was that? Callie stood with her back to the bar and glanced around. Squinting as she looked through the crowd, her breath hitched as her own chocolate orbs landed on the person she had been looking for. The entire bar disappeared around her. Watching the beauty in front of her, laughing with friends and sipping on white wine, the brunette was glued to the spot she was stood in.

Blue eyes met brown. Not knowing what to do, and to stop herself from looking a little creepy, Callie quickly spun around and leant against the bar. Oh god. Don't come over. Don't come over. Callie hadn't dated in five years, and right now, she had no idea how to react if she was approached.

"Hi" an unknown voice spoke softly behind her. Feeling a hand on her shoulder, the brunette couldn't miss the electricity she felt course through her entire body.

Taking a deep breath before turning around, Callie smiled. "Hi"

"T-That was amazing before. You have a beautiful voice." Blue eyes glared into the brunettes soul.

"Um, thanks. I, uh, I just do it for fun" Callie shrugged. Be cool, Torres. Be cool.

"Well, that's some fun you had up there." Holding out a hand, the stranger continued. "I didn't catch your name before, sorry. I'm Arizona."

"Arizona? Nice. I'm Callie." The Latina took a hold of the hand being extended to her. Holding on a little longer than usual, she finally let go.

"Really? Nice? I usually get an odd look when I introduce myself to people." The blonde laughed.

"W-Why? I think its a beautiful name." Callie refused to take her eyes off of blue.

"Thank you." Arizona gave a dimpled smile. "I guess I should get back to my fiends. Maybe i'll see you around?"

"Um, sure. I'm here for another two weeks. If you drink here often, you will definitely see me around" The Latina flashed her smile.

As the blonde turned and left Callie, the brunette released a breath she didn't know she had been holding. Every nerve in her body was on fire. She had never seen such a beautiful and stunning woman before. Ordering another drink at the bar, she prayed to god that she would cross paths with the woman again before she left Seattle.

Callie woke up to the sound of the Seattle rain. Checking the clock, she knew her alarm would sound any minute. Jeez, does it ever not rain here? Maybe I should of came here by boat. Laughing to herself, the brunette ran her hands through her hair before sitting on the edge of the bed.

Thankful she hadn't had too much to drink the night before, Callie called room service and began getting ready for a day of sightseeing. As she turned on the shower, she couldn't help but think about the blonde that had interrupted her sleep throughout the night. Letting the water cascade all over her body, the Latina wondered who the woman was. Something about her left Callie wanting to know everything.

Callie sat on the couch in her hotel room, pulling on her worn yet comfortable converse, she thought about the day she had planned. Grabbing her leather jacket, she slipped it on, reached for her cell phone, and made her way out of the hotel.

Sat in the window of a coffee shop, she watched as people made their way through the streets of Seattle. She wondered if she would one day look as happy as the people passing by. Her life had changed so much in recent months, and she wasn't sure how to get herself out of the slump she was currently in. Who cheats on their girlfriend in their bathroom? Callie thought back to the day she walked into her home and caught her girlfriend pleasing someone else on the bathroom tiles. She had told herself she wouldn't do that anymore. She found herself struggling to think of anything else though when she was alone. Being alone left her with far too much thinking time. Finishing her coffee, she stood and made her way to the door.

After strolling through the streets of Seattle, the brunette felt her feet begin to ache. Checking her watch, she realised she only had four hours before her set began at the bar. After pulling out her map to check her direction, she made her way up the street and back towards her hotel.

It was now 6:30 and Callie was packing up the last of her things before heading off to the bar. Checking herself in the mirror, she smiled at the thought of potentially running into Arizona. Arizona? It definitely is an interesting name. Wonder if she was named after the state? Why would someone name their child after a state? The brunettes mind was in overdrive. All she had thought about all day was the woman she had met at the bar the previous night. She couldn't help but wonder about her. She was intrigued. Something about the woman screamed at Callie to get to know her.

Callie was finishing the second half of her set when she had finally realised that she wasn't going to see the blonde tonight. She chastised herself for thinking anything would happen between the two of them. She's probably not even into women. I really have to stop assuming these things. Sighing to herself, she began packing away her equipment for the night before heading over to the bar.

Settling for a bottle of water, she made her way over to an empty table near the back. All the walking she had done in the day was taking its toll on the brunette and she was feeling pretty tired. Pulling out her cell phone, she flicked through her emails. Nothing of interest caught her attention, so she shoved her cell back into her pocket, sat back in her chair, and took in the atmosphere of the bar.

Callie didn't have a lot of friends and for the last five years, she didn't have a lot of family. Her family had disowned her after she took home the woman she loved. She now sat at the bar wondering if that sacrifice was even worth it. Sure, her family should accept her for who she was whether her girlfriend was an idiot or not, but she still wondered if choosing her girlfriend over her family was worth it. She had friends, but because of all the travelling she done, she very rarely got to catch up with them, and because of all the travelling, she didn't bother to get to know people. What was the point?

Staring off into space, Callie hadn't noticed the scent that was now attacking her senses. Bringing herself out of her thoughts, she glanced up to find Arizona standing above her.

"Hey. You look like you could use a talk?" the blonde asked without trying to sound too interested. She was very much interested. She had thought about Callie since the second she had heard her sing. The blonde couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the tanned shimmering cleavage of the Latina sitting in front of her.

Pulling a chair around the brunettes table, she sat extremely close to Callie. At first it felt a little awkward but once the blonde had starting talking to the Latina, the tension around them quickly disappeared. Callie couldn't help but notice how Arizona made her feel. Every time the volume in the room rose, the blonde would lean in closer Callie's ear. Every time she done that, the brunette had to close her eyes. She needed it to just be her and Arizona in the room. After both women had made small talk, Callie wondered if she should try and get the blondes number. No. She won't be interested. Why would she be interested in me? But, she does seem to be getting closer and closer to me. Damn. Callie sighed to herself.

"You okay? Did I say something I shouldn't have?" Arizona frowned when she caught the brunette sigh.

"No, no. I'm fine. I, um, was just wondering if I could get your number?" Callie spoke barely above a whisper.

"I'm sorry, what? I didn't hear you." the blonde had heard Callie, but she loved how nervous she looked right now. She thought it was cute.

"Oh, uh, nothing. It's okay. I should probably head back to my hotel now." Callie nervously played with the beer mat in front of her.

"Well, Callie. I guess you don't have time to take my number then" the blonde squinted her eyes and tilted her head to the side.

"Oh. Yeah, can I get your number?" The brunette flashed her million dollar smile. God this woman is hot. That squinty thing she just done with her eyes. Hot!

Arizona handed Callie a business card and explained which of the numbers was her private cell. After the blonde stood, Callie gathered her things from beside her and brought herself up out of her seat to be stood face to face with Arizona.

"So, I guess i'll hear from you soon? I hope." The blonde leant in and kissed Callie just below the ear. "It was awesome speaking with you."

Callie almost melted on the spot. Seeing that smile, and receiving that kiss, she could of sworn she had grabbed onto the back of the chair next to her. "Yeah. Uh, I-I'll be in touch. M-Maybe we could go for coffee?"

"Sounds great" Arizona turned to leave.

Callie couldn't move. If she moved, the scent surrounding her would disappear. The perfect end to the night she had just had would be gone. She wasn't sure if she should drop back into her chair and breathe, or run back to the hotel for a cold shower. Deciding on the latter, the Latina made her way out of the bar and up the street to her hotel. Checking out the business card still grasped tightly by her hand, she smiled and let out a small laugh. Arizona Robbins. She's hot.

Song is Wherever you will go. Originally by The Calling but the one used in this Fic is the version by Charlene Soraia.