It had been a long day and the bar was beginning to fill up as evening turned to night. Arizona Robbins was sat at the bar waiting for the bartender when she heard a women's voice from behind.

"Do you remember the 21st night of September?" The voice was loud and confident over the sound of the bar music.

"Love was changing the mind of pretenders while chasing the clouds away." The woman sat in the stool next to the blonde. Arizona turned around and caught her breath in her chest when she saw the stunning Latina smiling at her. Eventually she found her voice.

"Are you singing September?"

"Oh good you know Earth Wind and Fire," was the brunette's response.

"Why is that good?"

"Because I don't buy anyone a drink if they don't know decent soul music." She smiled widely at the beautiful stranger as if daring her to refuse. "So what can get you?"This was dangerous and Arizona knew it butshe couldn't stop herself.

"White wine please." A self satisfied smirk was plastered on her face as she called out:

"Q!" Suddenly a bartender dressed in black was in front of them. "A white wine and a lemonade please."

"Yes boss" the man replied. Whilst she had been ordering, Arizona looked the women up and down. She was hot. This was bad.

"Do you remember the 21st night of September?"

"Seriously?" she asked with a glint in her eye as she took the drink she was offered. Electricity shot through her as she accidentally brushed tanned fingers.

"What? I've got a good song in my head and I could get hit by a bus tomorrow so why shouldn't I sing?"

"Don't think I can argue with that."

"Well arguing with a stranger in her own bar wouldn't be to smart."

"Maybe I don't want you to be a stranger." Even as the words came out of her mouth she regretted them.

"Then tell me your name."

"Arizona, what's yours?"

"Utah." She replied quickly. The blonde gave her a look. "Sorry I bet you've gotten a lot of those."

"Usually only the one before I smash their face in."

"Oh well I will shut up. I bet you'd hate to spend the night with me in the hospital."

"Yeah I would hate that."

"What the spending the night with me or just the hospital part? By the way my name is Callie."

"You don't strike me as the type of person to only drink lemonade." Arizona tried to change the subject.

"I have a medical thing."

"What kind of medical thing?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Really? Because I'm a doctor."

"What kind?"

"Paediatric Surgeon."

"Wow, I wanted to be a doctor."

"What stopped you?"

"Life." Callie answered swiftly. She really didn't want to get into this.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be." If there was one thing she hated it was pity and meaningless apologies. Her situation wasn't anybody's fault.

"Are you really not going to tell me?"

"Are you going to let me kiss you?" Arizona was suddenly aware of how close they had become.

"I uh, I have a girlfriend." The Latina immediately pulled back.

"She is one lucky woman." Arizona didn't look convinced. "Well you're hot and you're a surgeon so you probably make a fair bit of money."

After a few minutes of silence Callie spoke again.

"So why did you let me buy you a drink if you are in a relationship?" When Arizona turned away and sipped her wine she continued, "You don't want to talk to me about it because crying on the shoulder of a stranger would be more dangerous than letting them buy you a drink.

"You are very good at this."

"I know. And seeing as I'm not about to get into your pants..." Callie took a sip of her drink "I have an Acquired Brain Injury." It was a simple statement but it hit Arizona like bullet train.

"Yeah see that look is why I wasn't gonna tell you. Sex is currently the furthest thing from your mind, right?"

Arizona couldn't lie so she didn't answer either way.

"I didn't know that it meant you can't drink."

"Oh well I can and I did a lot when I was younger and I have the occasional one from time to time but it does more harm than good."

"How did you...? If you don't mind me asking."

"No it's fine. I had meningitis when I was eleven."

"I'm sorry."

"Rule one: stop apologising for the things that aren't your fault."

"Okay."

After staring at each other for another few minutes Callie cleared her throat.

"So I should go and find someone who will sleep with me tonight." She declared.

"And I should let you. Thank you for the drink."

"You're welcome." The Latina smiled genuinely.

"Am I gonna see you again?" She shouldn't have asked but she wanted to.

"Darling, I own half the bars in Seattle, I'm sure I will see you around- if I'm lucky."

Arizona couldn't help but watch as the curved form disappeared in its figure hugging black dress, into the crowd.