AN: This is a new multi-chapter story. Six chapters.

Pregnant.

She was pregnant. Renowned Astronomy and Astrophysics Professor… and pregnant. Came to Hawaii to start over… and was pregnant. Lesbian… and pregnant.

Had sex with one penis… and pregnant.

Granted the penis had been connected to the most gorgeous woman Arizona had ever seen, all smokey brown eyes and long black hair and curves and divine breasts… and a penis… but also a goddess. And pregnant. And they'd even used a condom. Both times. But still… pregnant.

And she couldn't even remember the woman's name.

She could remember the way her hair fell over her shoulder in cascading waves, how soft it felt as she ran her fingers through it. How those smouldering brown eyes look at her and through her like they were reading every thought and emotion that she had. How those lips, those proud and red lips, had smirked when she'd asked to be touched with tongue and fingers, how they faltered when she'd found the hard cock in the goddesses pants. How the tequila in her system said that she wanted it.

She remembered feeling every single inch of every single thrust of the first time. How her goddess had been gentle and slow… until she'd asked the brunette for harder and more and faster, how she'd come undone quicker than she anticipated with the thrusting, how her own hips moved relentlessly against the indescribable pleasure rolling through her… and she knew she said the goddesses name… but her mind was kind of blank because she'd been fucked senseless. Then the second time they came together and she could have sworn she felt the woman's sperm fill the condom inside, the pulsing of her orgasm slightly building pressure in her passage until both cock and condom were withdrawn from her depths, leaving behind absolute pleasure and a hollow sense of loss.

And still… pregnant.

Pregnant and alone. Hawaii was supposed to be her new start. After the unexpected death of her parents, her brother long since passed away - killed in action the first year of the war, she was alone. Save for the baby that was growing inside her, there was no one.

With a sigh Arizona Robbins pulled up to her new house. It was a sprawling piece of reality, it would have been outside of her financial abilities to purchase, but her inheritance had not only paid off her student loans, but covered this house with some left to spare. In hindsight, the purchase may have been hasty because she was pregnant now, but it wasn't like that had even been a possibility when she paid the sizeable asking price.

It was a dream home. Not her dream, necessarily, but it was a dream. All sleek and modern lines with rocks and wood paneling, the northern wall almost entirely windows that opened to her back yard which was directly on the beach, the large stretch of her yard would need to be fenced in for her golden retriever, but otherwise it was a dream house.

And now it would have to include a nursery.

The moving truck was here already, the men moving quickly and efficiently from truck to house, carrying all of her worldly possessions and all the things she'd need to start her new life. Her new new life as a single mother. Because even though she'd returned to the bar where she'd met the woman, the brunette hadn't shown up and the young bartender didn't remember her, much less the woman who she'd brought back to her hotel room.

"Okay Nigel, let's go check out our new home." She said to the wiggly ball of fluff in the back seat of her car. His tongue was hanging out of the side of his mouth as he tilted his brown eyes towards her. "Yeah buddy, home." She laughed a little as she slid out of the car and he tracked her as she walked around to the passenger side to let him out, his ears peeking up a bit.

Before she could even attempt to put his leash on, Nigel darted from the car and took off towards a young boy who was playing in the front yard of the house next door.

"Nigel!" She called and was ignored with a booming bark as the ball of golden fluff ran towards the boy who looked up, his eyes shining with joy when he spotted the dog. Nigel was one of the most gentle creatures she'd ever met in her life… he just didn't know how big he was and had no concept of personal space except 'I want you in mine.'

"Doggy!" The boy called when her dog got near, the two of them falling together in a rough and tumble pile on the grass, squeals of laughter and joy from the boy as he lavished attention and pats all over the squirmy dog.

"Nigel, heel." She demanded, just as the front door of the house opened and a woman flew out calling "Wyatt!"

Arizona felt the world stop spinning as she took in the site of the woman. The woman who was her babies other parent… who didn't know that she was going to be a parent, again, maybe. The woman who gave her one of the best nights of her life.

The woman who was apparently her neighbour.

"Oh," she whispered, her dog sitting patiently at her side as he looked between her and the boy who was looking as longingly at Nigel as Nigel was looking back at him.

"Do I know you?" The brunette asked, and something inside her broke as it appeared the woman didn't remember the night like she did, images and feelings and desire floating through from that night nine weeks ago.

NINE WEEKS AGO

"Haven't see you around here before." A smokey voice trilled quietly in her. Dripping with sex and confidence, full of alcohol and a knowledge that the owner of the voice wanted her, and even without looking at her, Arizona knew she was like to give herself to them.

It was her last night in Hawaii… for now. She'd gotten her dream job, and now all she had to do was return to California and pack her things and collect her dog and then she could come back. But that was weeks away, and she was hot and employed and probably drunker than she should be to offer herself sight unseen to the owner of the voice that delivered the third worst pick up line tonight.

But then she turned and looked at the owner of the voice and she knew that she'd be at the mercy of this woman. Because she was hot, and maybe it was the tequila talking, but she was so fuckable that an exhibitionalist side Arizona never knew she had wanted to take this woman right here on the bar.

"Maybe your observational skills need improvement," she said back, her eyes dragging from the toes of this woman, up her short clad and sinfully long legs, a curvy waist and probably the most gorgeous breasts in all of Hawaii, possibly the country - maybe the universe, the tequila added - and over and across a face that should be preserved in oils and museums.

"It's possible," the woman said, bypassing the open stool and sidling next to, the full press of her front to Arizona's side inducing a shiver, "But I'm sure I'd remember someone as hot as you undressing me with their eyes."

God, Arizona shook a little bit at that, her pussy throbbing slightly and a flood of wetness left her that she had to cross her legs a bit to relieve the pressure.

"Please, your eyes were fucking me," the woman took in a sharp breath and pressed herself closer and Arizona practically moaned, desire swelling through her at the contact, "from across the room."

"Can I buy you a drink?" The woman asked, her palm sliding across Arizona's lower back.

"Is that what you really want…" Arizona trailed off, hoping to learn what she'd be screaming later. Hopefully sooner.

"Callie." There was a bulge by her thigh, pressing hotly and hardly.

"Is that…" she asked. She'd used strap ons before, both the fucker and the fuckee… but she'd never been with a real cock. And feeling it there against her thigh, made her want it.

"Does it bother you?" Callie asked, her tone had dropped its sultry intonation, the husk of arousal and sex dimming slightly, but she hadn't pulled away, so Arizona shook her head and decided to let the tequila do the talking from now on.

"The way I see it Callie, we have two options." Arizona said, turning to face the brunette in the crowded bar, the lack of space in the room forcing their breasts to press against each other.

"Hmm," Callie asked, slipping Arizona's knees open and stepping into the space, the evident bulge in her shorts pressing tightly to her core and it was involuntary the way her hips ground into it, soft moans leaving both of their throats.

"You can buy me a drink, and that would be fine," tilting her head so she could whisper directly into the olive ear, letting her lips ghost over it as she spoke, "or you can take me to my hotel room and fuck me with your huge cock."

Judging by the way Callie's hips jerked against her core, and her fingers tightened against her back… she had her answer.

"Arizona, by the way," she husked into the ear under her lips again, trailing her fingers down that luscious and delicious body to grasp the woman's ass, "You should know that for later when you want to scream my name later."

PRESENT

"Oh." The woman said, her eyes widening a bit. "Oh… uh… Montana, right?"

Arizona sighed, pleased that she remembered at least one part of that night. "Arizona, actually. I'm Arizona."

"Right!" The woman said again, a melodic laugh leaving her lips as she must have remembered, Nigel and Wyatt still staring at each other. "It's a state name, but you're not named for the state… the battleship, right?"

Arizona nodded once and held out her hand, "And what was your name?"

"Callie," the first brush of their skin sent electric thrills down her spine and all across her skin, and it was infinitely more powerful than it had been when she was two beers and three tequila shots in all those weeks ago.

"Tia," the little boy tugged on Callie's shorts to get her attention, "Can I play with the puppy?"

Beside her Nigel's tail started wagging furiously, and she could feel his body practically vibrate as he too waited for confirmation.

"Is he friendly?" Callie asked, her fingertips dragging against Arizona's palm and causing a tremor to flow through her body.

"Yeah, yes, he is." Arizona stuttered. Quickly pulling her slightly shaking hand to her purse and removing a tennis ball and offering it to the boy, looking to Callie to make sure it was okay.

At his tia's nod, Wyatt took the proffered ball and quickly ran away, and with a small nudge to Nigel's backside, her dog took off, abandoning her to the mercy of this Latina goddess.

"So…" Callie began, both of them turning their attention back to each other, the soft sea breeze carrying Wyatt's laughter to them. "You're my new neighbour?"

"Oh boy," Arizona whispered, her hand going to her taut belly. It was still flat, but she knew that there was a baby growing there, her baby and the woman next to her baby. "It seems that way, yes."

"Well, that's a coincidence." And the way that a perfectly sculpted eyebrow rose and a crooked smirk fell on those lips, Arizona knew that she needed to come clean. She hadn't expected to ever have this conversation after she couldn't find the woman when she learned she was pregnant.

They hadn't shared last names or careers or phone numbers… or anything besides an incredible chemistry and a mind blowing night. And now she was pregnant with the Latina's baby… and now, having her here in front of her, living next door. She needed to have the conversation. But it was difficult.

"Hmm, yeah." She said, trying to both look at Callie and not look at her at the same time. "Umm, I need to talk to you about something."

"If it's about a repeat, then yes." Callie said, winking seductively at her.

Her mind and her body and her pussy were all screaming at her to say yes, a thousand million times yes, but the rational and logical side of her was in charge right no.

"No, it's not that." She said on a breathless whisper, part dreading what she was about to say, partly wanting to accept the offer of another night together.

"Hey," Callie whispered, stepping closer to her. "What is it?"

The other woman had placed a comforting hand on her elbow, and at the touch Arizona's eyes fluttered closed, the electric tingles flowing through her again.

"I'm, I mean we… maybe we should," She tried.

"Just say it Arizona." Callie offered, her fingers softly stroking the outside of her elbow and it offered her the strength she needed to say this.

Taking a deep and shuddering breath, she looked Callie in the eye and said, hoping her voice sounded calm and honest, "I'm pregnant."