Well, guys - here it is! The final instalment of a story that I've had on-going for a few years now! I can only apologise once more for making you wait so long. I realise many readers may no longer be on the site anymore so will never know how it all ended, but hopefully there are new readers picking this story up. I have received many notifications for all of my stories which has really given me a nudge to finish this off. Ive had over half of it written for for a couple of months now, I just didn't have that spark to go any further until 2 nights ago. I appreciate all the messages you guys have sent. I do listen to them...it's just been hard getting my head around how I wanted the story to end.

Thank you so much for reading this, I hope you've enjoyed it as much I've enjoyed writing it (writers block not included)! Hopefully soon I'll go back to All Around the World and finish that up too! I'd love to hear your thoughts so please, drop a review. Take care, Kel x

Previously…

The woman was wrapped around a tall man, laughing as she nuzzled into his neck. Her face completely concealed. Making it beyond the entrance to the club, she extracted herself from the man's embrace. Scanning the inside of the club, she noted everyone was in their own little bubble, not batting an eyelash at her arrival.

Turning back to the man who accompanied her, she took off her cap. 'Secure the door.'

Cap discarded to the floor, the gown joined it moments later. When the man closed the door, he secured it with the thick bolt at the bottom. Turning back to the woman, he nodded. She nodded back at him. 'Ok…' She turned to face the crowd of people. 'Time to have some fun…'

Chapter 32

The gang had dispersed from the table, some heading to the bar, some to socialize with other graduates or to let loose on the dance floor. The latter was where Arizona currently stood, moving from side to side clapping her hands as Callie swayed her hips suggestively in front of her.

Feeling the need to caress the form making her body purr with desire, Arizona ceased clapping, took a few steps forward and placed her hands on the Latina's swaying hips. She leant in, bringing her lips close to Callie's ear. 'Why are you so sexy?'

Smirking, Callie threw her arms atop the blonde's shoulders, casually letting her hands link behind her head. 'Am I turning you on?' She mouthed back to her fiancé.

The blonde nodded, a dimpled smile playing at her lips. 'Always.'

The Latina looked around the dance floor then back to Arizona. 'Fancy finding somewhere to make out?'

Arizona responded by unlinking Callie's arms from around her neck, taking hold of her hand and beginning to tug her from the dance floor. Before they'd even taken a handful of steps, they came to an abrupt stop as a gunshot went off from somewhere inside the room. Screams of fear followed almost instantly, bouncing from the walls and ringing in everyone's ears. The music was cut off and it was a few seconds later when students had tried to put as much distance between themselves and the source of the gunshot, that Callie and Arizona's eyes finally laid on the woman that they, and everyone else had been in search of for months.

It wasn't just the sight of Candace that had caused Callie's breath to hitch, but the sight of the woman Candace had a vice like grip on. 'Aria…' she breathed, almost inaudibly.

Meanwhile outside, Officer Watson had heard the gunshot sound just as he was walking back towards the Crane's entrance. He immediately went for the firearm at his hip and continued to slowly move toward the closed door. He tried the handle but it didn't budge. He turned to the crowd outside. Some had run away while a few others including his officers were on guard, their eye's scanning the area. 'What the hell is going on? Who closed the door?' He looked to his right where a police surveillance van was parked. He needed to see what was going on inside the building, and thanks to a few camera's he'd had installed before the party, he was about to have sound and vision. 'Mason, watch this door' he told one of his men.

Moving off, a colleague poked his head out of the van he was quickly approaching. 'Boss, it's her.'

There was a fault in Joe Watson's step as he continued to move forward. His shoulders visibly slumped. How had she gotten passed him and his colleagues? He'd failed…and not for the first time.

Making it to the van his eyes went immediately to several screens showing footage of inside the Crane. There she was, in the middle of the room. Her arm clinging onto a woman who with closer inspection, he realized was Callie's sister. 'Shit..' he breathed. His mind went into overdrive as he tried to fathom how to deal with this hostage situation. He knew he didn't have long. Candace wasn't afraid to kill. She'd shown him that many times already. Any second now there could be another life taken and here he was, standing here staring at the screen as it happened. He had men in there, but as he continued to watch, he saw those men step forward slowly and slide their firearms towards the murderer. Candace had the tip of her gun in Aria's mouth, using the helpless woman as leverage.

Quickly turning around he motioned for his officers to come towards him. One gathered he looked at them. 'This needs to be taken care of…ASAP!'

Inside, as others in the club tried to move off towards the exit, trying desperately not to be one of Candace's next victims, they were abruptly stopped by the tall man that had arrived with the Latina a few minutes earlier.

Back in the centre of the club, Candace let her eye's scan the crowds of people that now formed a wide circle around her. A small smile played at her lips as she saw the fear...the realization of what was to come in each of their eyes. Finally, her sight landed on the couple at the edge of the dance floor. Arizona's hand had never left the grasp of the Latina's since coming to a halt. It was their entwined fingers that Candace's gaze lingered upon momentarily before her eye's shifted up to look at her high school sweetheart. 'Hey Calliope, miss me?'

Callie was frozen to the spot. Her eyes were wide and her chest felt as though it was being crushed. Somewhere in the back of her mind she registered her hand being gently squeezed by the blonde beside her. She gave the slightest of squeezes back.

This was it.

This was the moment she'd been waiting to happen since finding out the identity of the town's serial murderer. Ofcourse, she hadn't quite imagined her sister would be apprehended at gun point before her eyes. Candace never ceased to mix things up it seemed. She zoned back into the room as Candace continued to speak.

'Did you think I was gone for good Callie, hmm? Did you think I'd run away and stay in hiding for the rest of my life?'

Callie, still rooted to the spot tried to find her voice. But what should she say? What could she say that would help everyone in this room live to see another day? Finding a small piece of courage, she squeezed Arizona's hand and moved forward a few steps, effectively loosing grip of her fiancé. 'I've come to realize that's not quite your style Candace.'

A soft laugh left the other Latina's mouth. 'If anyone knows me Callie, it's you.'

'I used to know you..' Callie replied cautiously. 'Years ago, I thought I did.' She shifted her gaze to the people pressed tightly against the walls of the club. They were petrified…just as she was. This was her fight though, unfortunately. She couldn't let anyone else suffer the consequences. She looked at her sister, still trapped within Candace's grip. 'Candace, it's me you want. Let's go off and talk. Too many innocent lives have been taken already. I…I can't bear to let anyone else suffer the same fate.'

Candace studied Callie's defeated demeanor. Her gaze shifted from the teacher to Arizona, who was now just behind and to the side of the Latina. 'Arizona, now my useless husband is no longer with us, I don't see the point of beating around the bush. As she lifted her gun, pointing it towards the blonde, gasps and cries sounded around the room. 'I've forgotten what it's like to open a paper and not see your face or name in there. You think you're so superior now. One feeble article that people go wild over and all of a sudden you think you're hot shit!' A sarcastic laugh left the Latina's mouth. 'I should have done this the moment I had you locked up in my wine cellar.'

Arizona's eyes widened, her breath caught in her throat, fearing what was to come. This was it. This is how it ended for her. But there was so much of her life that she needed to live. It was too soon. She was getting married, she was going to have children, continue to further her career, grow old and forgetful with the woman she loved by her side. Thought after thought raced through her mind which stopped her from noticing a figure from her left come sprinting towards her.

Before the Latina pulled the trigger, Mark made a grab for the blonde, continuing to run until he along with Arizona dived and slid behind a wooden barrier at the edge of the dance floor. The gun was fired, its bullet embedding itself in the sturdy wood which now completely hid Mark and Arizona.

Callie screamed and moved to see if her fiancé was alright but froze in place as Candace's loud voice bellowed above everyone else's screams. 'Don't you fucking dare Callie or I'll put a bullet in your sister's skull.'

Seeing movement from Arizona's body as she and Mark shifted their bodies behind the wall, Callie whipped around. 'Candace that is enough! You can't go around killing people. It's wrong, it's irrational and it won't get you what you want!'

'Then what do I have to do Callie?!' Candace screamed back. 'I would have done anything for you. I've done so much for you.' Her voice softened. 'We could have had it all…'

'Rolling in the deep.'

She hadn't meant to let the words slip from her mouth, but before Teddy knew what was happening, Candace had quickly glanced toward her, bringing her gun wielding hand around and took a shot. Screams echoed in the club as its patrons tried to shield themselves further behind tables, chairs and walls.

As Teddy slumped to the ground, Arizona saw her sister drop and let out a piercing scream. She attempted to extract herself from Mark's firm grasp but the radio DJ held on. 'She's my sister Mark…' she cried, tears springing from her eyes. 'She shot my sister.'

'I know and if you go out there the same will happen to you, now stay here' he told her firmly.

After a few more struggles the blonde gave up the fight, instead falling back into Mark's embrace. Tears continued to fall down her cheeks as she locked eyes with Callie. The Latina looked back at her, fear etched all over her face. 'I'm sorry..' she mouthed over to her fiancé.

After a few moments, Callie turned back around to Candace. She shook her head slightly, not quite knowing what to say. Where were the police? Where was Joe Watson? The man who said he would guard this place tonight with his life?! She closed her eyes. Nobody was reliable these days. Opening her eyes again she looked at the murderer before her. 'Look at yourself Candace. Look at what you're doing…at what you've done! Let Aria go, please? You already took Alex away from her.'

'Actually, that was Henry' Candace corrected.

Callie threw her hands in the air. 'My God Candace, it was because of you! Can't you understand that?! What you did to Reed and Chad months ago was just…it was repulsive. I don't understand how anyone could do that to another human being, least of all to 2 innocent children.' She shook her head at the Latina again. 'You're a monster and for some reason, you can't grasp the fact that we are never going to happen! I could never bring myself to be with someone as heinous as you.'

Rage began to build up inside the other Latina. 'You don't think I realize that?!' With both hands, Candace shoved Aria off to the right, causing her to fall to the ground. Everyone looked on as Aria crawled away from the now pacing Latina to where Teddy was currently slumped on the ground. 'You turned me into this person Callie.' She walked closer to the teacher. 'This is all on you. All the things I've done could have been avoided if only you'd given me a chance.'

'Candace you had your chance, back in school and we didn't work. You need to let this go.'

As the Latina's continued to shout back at one another, Cristina picked up a bottle from the table and slowly began edging her way to the side of the dance floor. With Candace in her new position, if Callie had her undivided attention, she hoped she would have enough time to take down the erratic woman. She continued to move forward until Arizona caught her eye.

The blondes eyes were wide, her head shaking as she sent her friend a silent message. All the people closest to her in the world were being targeted. She couldn't let Cristina be another one of Candace's victims.

The photographers footsteps faltered…but only for a moment as she continued inching her way closer to the arguing women at the side of the dance floor. She was so close now.

Callie's gaze was attracted to the movement as she saw Cristina moving closer to Candace's back. She quickly averted her eyes back to the shouting Latina, not wanting to give her a heads up on the woman almost poised to attack.

As the photographer slowly lifted the bottle higher a male voice echoed from the walls. 'Candace, behind you!'

Candace's head whipped around, but unfortunately for her she turned to her left giving Cristina who was more to her right, time to bring the bottle down forcefully on the Latina's head. A gunshot sounded, closely followed by screams of terror from all around the room. Within seconds Candace's body was slumping to the floor, her hand losing grip on the gun which hit the ground mere milliseconds before she herself did.

After a moment of disbelief, Callie took a step forward, kicking the gun far away from the prone figure at her feet. She saw a bullet lodged into the ground by Candace's legs. An audible sigh of relief left her when she realized the last shot Candace took after being knocked over the head had been embedded in the floor below.

Meanwhile, the man that had been guarding the door quickly pulled back the locks and made a bold outside.

As everyone inside realized Candace had been brought down, a round of applause broke out along with relieved screams of conquest.

Back on the dance floor Callie looked up at Cristina then to the bottle which remained un-shattered in the photographer's hand.

Cristina looked from Callie to the bottle and back again. A small laugh left her. 'Guess it's not just the tequila that's hardcore..'

Callie let out a small laugh in reply. 'Callie?!' The Latina's head whipped around and she watched as Arizona lifted herself from the ground and ran towards her.

The blonde almost knocked Callie off her feet as their bodies collided, arms wrapping around the other. 'Is it over, is it really over?!' Arizona sobbed into the Latina's neck.

Callie squeezed the blonde as tight as she could, her hands rubbing her back soothingly. 'It's over Arizona. It's finally over.'

Relieved chatter was still loud around them but it didn't drown out a voice behind Callie. 'Umm, I'm alright guys, don't worry yourselves. I mean I only just got shot!'

'Oh god, Teddy!' Arizona gasped, leaving Callie's embrace and swiftly moving towards her sister. 'Are you alright, where did she get you?' As she got to her knees, her eye's gave her sisters body the once over. Blood was splattered down her left hand side as she clutched her arm.

'I think it's a through and through..' Aria said as she watched Arizona go to touch Teddy's injured arm. She'd taken her own cardigan off and tied it tightly around the wound in Teddy's bicep. 'She'll be fine.'

'Owww!' Teddy exclaimed when Arizona attempted to lift her arm.

'Oops, sorry…' Arizona said before placing her hands on her sisters legs, giving them a comforting rub. 'Why did she shoot you? I don't understand?'

Teddy looked sheepishly back at her. 'You know me. As long as my mouths open, I'm getting into trouble.'

Before Arizona could reply commotion from the other side of the room caught her attention. A swarm of policemen and women came barging through the doors. 'Ahh, the cavalry arrives..' The blonde looked up at Callie who was stood shaking her head at the gun wielding officers. Finishing her stare off with the police, Callie came towards the group which now included Mark, huddled on the floor. Crouching down she put a hand on her sister's shoulder. 'Hey, you OK?'

Aria gave a lazy smile and nodded her head. 'I am now.' Her eye's shifted to the still prone body of Candace on the dance floor. Everyone else followed her gaze. They watched as Officer Watson approached the body. He took her pulse before reaching for his handcuffs.

Once he had his handcuffs strapped to the Latina's wrists he looked up to the group. 'We detained a guy trying to escape when the door opened. Witnesses say he was part of it. What happened to her?'

'Tequila.' Cristina replied simply, lifting the bottle which remained in her grasp. The whole group erupted with laughter, causing Joe to raise an eyebrow.

'I take it, it didn't make her happy?' The friends just continued to laugh.

It was finally over. For the last few months their whole lives had been in complete disarray. They'd been scared to leave their homes, to go anywhere alone in fear the killer was out there waiting for them. But now that killer was caught. Candace was going to jail….and all they could do was laugh.

'Wait…wait…' Cristina started, getting her laughter under control. Seeing a couple of policemen go to pick up Candace, she put her spare hand in her pocket, retrieving her camera. 'Can we take a picture first? Arizona will need something for her front page masterpiece.'

The policemen looked at their Chief who gave them all a small smile and nodded. 'Ofcourse.'

Cristina looked back at everyone else, indicating for them to all shimmy around Candace's body.

'Hello, I'm losing blood here. Where's the EMT?'

'Oh stop being a baby Ted' Mark joked. 'You've got pressure on it…you'll be back to full health in no time. With a sexy scar that's bound to peak all the ladies' interest…'

'I get the ladies just fine already thank you Mark' Teddy told him. 'But badass scars do sound pretty cool.'

As they all stood, Teddy being helped up by Mark, they all trotted back over to Candace's body still lain out on the dance floor. Lexie joined the group, cuddling into Marks left hand side as he continued to prop Teddy up with his right arm. Callie threw an arm around Arizona's shoulders, hugging her closer to her body. 'We did it baby. We finally caught her..'

Arizona looked up into Callie's eyes. Before she could reply Cristina's voice interrupted. 'Alright, I want to see victorious smiles people.'

'Cristina, get over here. You need to be in this picture just as much as the rest of us.'

'Yea. It was you and your tequila that brought down the bitch.' Teddy added.

'I'll take it for you..' Joe said, coming up to the photographer.

After showing the officer how to use the camera, Cristina walked over to her friends. Instead of fitting on the end of the photo, she stepped over Candace's body and crouched down slightly as to not block the people behind. Lifting the tequila bottle she put on a menacing face, effectively showing her pose for the camera. 'How does this look?' A round of laughter and wolf whistles erupted from behind Joe Watson as onlookers appreciated what was happening.

'Looks great. Ok guys, after 3. 1…2…3.' The flash went off and applause replaced the laughter.

'Right, now I really need an EMT before I pass out.' With a lot of help from Mark, Teddy began to move towards the exit in search of an ambulance. They were closely followed by the rest of the gang, except Arizona and Callie. They stood watching as Candace was lifted and effectively dragged away from the dance floor. It was a few seconds later when Arizona turned in Callie's arms.

'So, what do we do now?'

Callie thought for a second, bringing her arms around the blonde's waist, pulling her in closer. 'How about we go start that happily ever after?' With a smile she leant in, capturing the blonde's lips.

1 Year Later

As the young man placed his book in her hands, she smiled politely and asked his name. Opening the cover she began to sign her name. She felt as though she were on autopilot. 3 hours she'd been sitting here and the line of people waiting to get their signed copy of Arizona's autobiography seemed to have no end. Hundreds of people had shook her hand, wished her well and told her what an inspiration she was. She signed book after book and as much as she appreciated the support, she had quickly realized how exhausting sitting here, talking to person after person really was.

Signing what felt like the millionth front page in her book, she looked up at the beaming face of the young man and told him thanks for coming. Watching him turn her eye's flickered over to the right and her heart skipped a beat. Turning back to her left she asked the event manager if she could take a 5 minute break before getting up and making her way to the other side of the book store.

She could no longer see the person that had caught her eye only moments before which made her frown. She began making her way down through the side of the book store when she felt her phone vibrate. Retrieving it from her suit jacket she opened the text.

Toilets x

She grinned before turning on her heel. Making her way into the restrooms she pushed the door open and entered the rather large space. 'Calliope?' she spoke into the seemingly empty room.

'Getting warmer…' came a tuneful voice. The blonde moved down to the cubicle at the far end. 'Ohh getting hotter..' the voice spoke again upon hearing the clicks of the blondes heels. 'Very hot…smokin' hot..'

Arizona rounded the corner and put her head on the side. 'You moron' she laughed as she entered and locked herself and Callie in the cubicle.

'It's nice to see you too baby.' The Latina smiled, leaning in for a hug.

Arizona fell into the embrace, thankful for a few minutes out of the morning's routine. 'I wish I was back home in bed, all snuggly. You have no idea how hard it was to remove myself from your arms on a Saturday morning to come over here for 8:30.'

'You should have woken me up before you left..'

Pulling out of the embrace slightly, Arizona looked at the Latina. 'You need your sleep and you looked so peaceful. I just couldn't do it.'

'Judging by the line out there, I guess lunch is off too, huh?'

Regretfully, Arizona nodded. 'Over 3 hours Callie. I can't believe there's still no end of the line in sight.' The Latina raised a playful eyebrow down to the blonde, who exhaled and smiled. 'I'm not complaining, not really. It's amazing that so many people want their book signed by me. I'm just tired I think.'

'Well I do believe it was your own fault for the late night shenanigans last night.'

'My fault? How do you figure that out?' She asked playfully.

Callie cocked her head to the side. 'Hmm, well I seem to remember you screaming for me to never stop doing what I was doing..'

A faraway look washed over Arizona's face as she remembered the previous night. 'Yea, well…it's your fault for being so horny lately. A horny wife makes for a horny Arizona!'

'Excuse me, you'd be horny too if your hormones were in over drive. This is all on you for impregnating me.'

Arizona pursed her lips to stop herself from breaking out into a huge smile. She was quickly realizing that arguing with her pregnant wife was pointless. 'OK, it's my fault for getting you knocked up….in the non conventional way, which has caused your body to transform into this uncontrollable sex bomb and therefore, I only have myself to blame for the lack of sleep.

Callie grinned triumphantly. 'I'm glad we're both in agreement.'

The last 12 months had been a complete rollercoaster ride for the couple. Luckily this time, it was of the fun variety. After the final show down with Candace a year previous, the case had been open and closed within a few short months. The delusional Latina had been sentenced to life in prison with no chance of appeal or a release of any nature.

With that knowledge, life had finally been able to move forward for everyone else concerned.

Arizona had written another front page story a couple of days after Candace was finally brought down. The picture which had been taken by Joe Watson had been the cover of every newspaper and magazine in the state. When asked if they'd like a framed copy of it, Arizona and Callie had declined. They had no intention of hanging a photo up in their home of the event, no matter what the outcome had been. They didn't feel the need to have a daily reminder staring back at them of the worst period in their lives.

It was only a few short weeks after getting back into the swing of things at work that Arizona decided she was ready to write her book. She felt, or at least hoped it would ultimately give her closure on that period in her life.

Ofcourse, what with wedding preparations, lots of work and the general living of her life, it had been hard to put pen to paper….or more, finger to keyboard.

Six months earlier she and Callie had gotten married in a beautiful ceremony which took place in an elegant town hall that they had hired out for the day. Close family and friends celebrated the couple exchanging their own written vows which hadn't left a dry eye in the place. Work colleague had later joined the celebrations in an after wedding extravaganza.

After finally tying the knot, they honeymooned in the Maldives for 2 weeks. They spent 14 days, relaxing, enjoying the sunshine and crystal blue waters while drinking sangrias and living their life to the full.

It was in the Maldives that they discussed starting a family. It's something they'd both dreamed about, even more so after surviving the agonizing attacks. Life was too short, so if you wanted something, what was the point in waiting?

Within 2 months, after numerous doctors appointments, picking out a donor and having luck on their side, Callie had gotten pregnant at the first attempt.

Now 4 months on, the morning sickness had stopped but the Latina's libido was through the roof.

'So….you wona?' The Latina grinned suggestively.

Arizona rolled her eyes. 'Callie, we can't. I've got so many people out there wai…' Her word's trailed off as the Latina's lips started caressing the flesh on her neck. Callie's hands freely glided over her covered breasts, down her stomach and over her skirt before her right hand began its journey up again, this time, bringing Arizona's skirt with it. Just as the Latina's hands cupped her mound, the door to the restroom creaked open.

'Umm, Mrs Robbins-Torres?'

'Yes?' They both answered in unison.

Callie bit her bottom lip to stifle a giggle. It was an automatic response after being called that every day at work for the last 6 months. It hadn't taken either of them that long to come to terms with the double barreled name.

'Umm, Mrs Arizona Robbins-Torres?' A young woman's voice tried again.

'Yes, sorry was there something that you wanted?' Arizona replied, glaring playfully at her wife.

'Yea it's just, people are asking if you're coming back?'

'Ofcourse, I'll be right out, OK?'

'Sure..'

Hearing the door close, a deep breath left the blonde. 'Guess I better get out there before they come find me in here!'

'Fiiiine. But just so you know, you're leaving your very hungry and very horny pregnant wife here.'

Arizona pondered the situation. 'Sounds like a dangerous combination.'

Callie leant closer. 'You can't even imagine.' Closing the gap she caught the blonde's bottom lip between her teeth and pulled gently. 'Are you going to make up for it later?' she asked, her teeth still grasping Arizona's lip.

The blonde nodded. 'Uh huh.' When her lip was freed, she trailed her tongue out, moistening both lips. 'Don't I always?'

'Yes, you always do.' She leant back in, this time placing a loving kiss on her lips. 'I love you' she whispered.

'I love you too.' Stealing one more kiss from Callie's lips she bent down and lifted the bottom of Callie's top, exposing the bump. 'Don't you give your mommy any grief this afternoon, OK? I'm already in the bad books and don't need her ratty at me for something you did. You got me? We're a team you and me. We stick together against the mean teacher.' Callie's throat being cleared made the blonde's dimples pop. She leant in, brushing her lips to the Latina's swollen stomach. 'Love you!' Dropping the top, she straightened up. 'What?' she asked innocently as she opened the cubicle door. 'Baby RT can hear everything we say.'

'Mhmm…' Callie replied, following her wife out of the cubicle. 'In that case you should really remember that with your potty mouth during the throes of passion.'

'My potty mouth? What about yours? Just because your words are more often said in Spanish, doesn't mean Baby RT can't understand it.'

'Maybe I won't teach them Spanish…then they'll never know?'

'Ha!' Arizona span as she opened the restroom door. 'You and I both know how important your families roots are so don't even try that line Calliope.' She turned and continued to walk back into the heart of the store.

'Are you challenging me Arizona?' The blonde turned back to look at her wife. 'I'm fit to burst with sexual tension right now so unless you want me to push you up against one of these book racks and ravish you, you'll zip it and go sign your books like a good little author.'

Realizing she was once again fighting a losing battle, Arizona sighed and turned back around. Before taking a step away, a hand slapped into her behind with force. She jumped slightly, trying to mask it as they were now in view of the still growing long of autograph seekers.

'When you get home, that ass is mine.' Callie whispered before walking ahead of the blonde.

*Deep breaths* Arizona said to herself as she followed in the Latina's wake.

As the couple neared and people caught sight of Callie, there was a round of applause.

'Callie!' One man shouted. 'Are you signing here too?'

'Oh no…no, I was just dropping off..'

'Oh would you stay and sign too? I'd love both of your signatures in my book.'

'Oh I couldn't possibly. This is Arizona's baby…' She laughed and patted her stomach at her double meaning. 'In more ways than one.'

A round of laughter was emitted from those that could hear the conversation. 'I know its Arizona's book but you play such an important role. Could you sign, please? Pretty please?'

'And mine..?'

'And mine…?'

A chorus of unanswered questions hung in the air from down the line and the Latina sighed. She looked back at the blonde who stood looking at her, a smirk on her lips and a twinkle in her eye. 'Guess you're not going anywhere just yet then Calliope..'

As the blonde turned and headed back to her seat, Callie looked back at the line of eager fans waiting for their few moments in the company of Arizona and now apparently, herself. She smiled and nodded before making her way over to where her wife was waiting with a chair pulled out. They smiled at one another before Callie took the offered seat and readied herself for an afternoon of book signings. As Arizona took a seat, the Latina put a hand on her lap and squeezed. There really wasn't any other place she'd rather be.

Though there was a chunk of about 6 months that had made her think otherwise, she had to admit, the price of fame wasn't all that bad.

The End