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    Callie POV
As I waited for Arizona to come to the front of the hospital, I ran over in my mind what happened earlier. Arizona loved me. I was so worried she would hate me for leaving and that she would never forgive me. My phone buzzed.
                          
Arizona: Meredith took Sofia home with her. She is having a sleepover with Zola. I'm not sure I'm ready to see Sofia just yet...
                          
I looked at Arizona's text. Why wouldn't she be ready to see Sofia?
"Callie!"
                          
She waved across the parking lot to me.
                          
I ran over to her and embraced her.
                          
"Hey Arizona." 
"Want to walk to Joe's?"
                          
"Arizona, I do, but I need to ask you something. You said you weren't ready to see Sofia yet. How come?"
                          
She hesitated. "Callie, I wanted to spend the weekend with you. I wanted Sofia to wait a little bit because I know how hyper she gets when I visit. Especially before you moved away." 
                          
"Okay, I was just wondering. I didn't want Sofia just being completely exempted from our lives. I was worried you didn't want to see her because you just... didn't."
                          
Arizona shook her head. "Oh no no no Callie. I honestly think it's better Sofia stay with Mer and Zola for the weekend." She winked at me and chuckled.
                          
We crossed the street and heading over to Joe's. Arizona then took my hand into hers. She gave it a squeeze, then we walked hand in hand down the sidewalk.
                          
As we arrived at Joe's, I found a place for us to sit at the bar. "Two vodka shots please."  Arizona said to the bartender. I quickly noticed that Dr. Bailey was having a date with her husband Ben, in a corner table. I looked away, hopefully they didn't notice Arizona was here with me.
                          
The vodka shots came by. I downed mine and so did Arizona. We ordered four more shots for each of us, and both drank em down. Eventually, I ordered a beer for Arizona and for me. We drank those too. More beers. By that time, I could tell I was getting tipsy.
"Callie come with me." Arizona said. She was really drunk. She pulled my hand, and dragged me outside. There was hardly anyone on the street. We started walking back towards the hospital, a little wobbly.
                          
"Excuse me?!"
                          
I turned around.
                          
"Ma'am you forgot to pay for your drinks."
                          
I looked at the bartender. "Here's some cash." I pulled my wallet out, grabbed a few bucks, and threw them at him. "There."
                          
"Ma'am that isn't enough."
                          
I stared at him. "Well that's what I've got on me. I'll pay you later, my girlfriend and I need each other now, so you will have to wait."
                          
He submitted and walked back into the bar.
                          
We continued down the street. Suddenly, we were at her car, parked in the hospital parking lot.
                          
"No Arizona."
                          
"Callie."
                          
"I'll call a cab."
                          
"No Callie. Don't."
                          
"Arizona, neither of us should drive."