Her daughter’s bright smile and beautiful eyes greeted Arizona as she answered the incoming FaceTime call, and the blonde’s mood was immediately lifted. The call was a surprise – coming in way later than usual – but the happiness on her face was evident as her little girl waved through the screen.
“Well, Happy Women’s Day to you too, little miss! This is a nice surprise!”
The image on screen shifted slightly, but Sofia was careful to keep her face in the frame, her background completely out of the picture. Those had been Callie’s instructions – her background could give them away – and she didn’t want to ruin the rest of the surprise.
“What are you doing up so late?”
A grin tugged at the little girl’s face immediately and her dimples popped, just like her mother’s.
“Mama said I could stay up and call you. Cause it’s important to celebrate today and celebrate all the bestest, strongest women we know. Girl power is super important!”
She nodded firmly, her slightly precocious words making Arizona smile again too. If they were doing one thing right, it was certainly raising their girl to be a strong little feminist.
“It is! Girls are awesome – especially you and mama. Did you do anything special today?”
The camera jiggled a little bit again, the movement on Sofia’s end bouncing her image in the frame, but Arizona barely noticed, instead taking a moment to curl back into the couch cushions herself.
“Yeah! We went on a big adventure and mama bought me Moana and I watched it TWICE! I wanna be like her. She doesn’t need a prince, just a chicken,” Sofia beamed happily and continued, “and now we’re gonna have donuts cause–”
She cut herself off, small eyes widening just a bit, and Arizona couldn’t help but laugh.
“Donuts? I mean I’m all for donuts but it’s already past bed time!”
“Oh…yeah,” the little girl nodded swiftly, a slightly suspicious look flitting across her face, “it is bed time. I have to go, mommy.”
“Okay, sweetie…well I’m glad you called. I miss you, and I lov–”
Before she could finish her sentence, the camera cut out and the call ended, and Arizona blinked slightly at the device in her hands – did her daughter just hang up on her? A loud knock sounded at the door, startling her from her thoughts, and with a slight frown the blonde pushed herself off the couch and padded to the front door, unlocking the bolt and pulling it open.
Blue eyes widened in shock as the small body of her daughter practically launched into her arms, but the minute she felt her daughter’s warmth Arizona immediately scooped her up into a ferocious hug, her grin matching the delighted look on the little girl’s face.
“Sofia! What are you doing here?!”
Kissing Sofia’s forehead and setting her back down, Arizona’s hands smoothed through silky hair as the small brunette wrapped her arms around her waist and glued herself to her side. She looked up to meet the eyes of her ex-wife standing on the threshold of the doorway, and her brow furrowed in confusion as dark eyes gazed longingly back.
“We brought donuts.”
Callie held out a flat box, the pink frosting and sprinkles from Arizona’s favourite bakery evident through the lid, and she swallowed thickly, biting her lip a little before speaking again.
“I wanted to celebrate the strongest, bravest, smartest, most beautiful…amazing woman I know…”
Arizona’s eyes softened a little, and she glanced back up to meet Callie’s penetrating gaze.
“…and maybe ask if she wanted to go out sometime. On a date.” the older brunette paused slightly, a hopeful, small smile pulling at her lips, “I’m new in town; just moved here today. And I’d really like to get to know her again.”
Arizona could only blink in surprise, and she instinctively glanced down to look at Sofia – meeting the younger brunette’s equally hopeful and enamored gaze.
“I told you we were on an adventure, mommy.”
She lifted her hand from Arizona’s waist and motioned her closer, and Arizona leaned down, turning her head as her daughter whispered in her ear.
“Mama misses you too. A lot. Please say yes.”
The blonde couldn’t help but smile, the warmth spreading through her chest both at her daughter’s words and the nervous, eager look in her ex-wife’s eyes. This would be an adventure, for sure – but one she was so, so ready to go on.
“I think she’d really like that.”
Callie’s face broke into a heart-stopping smile as Arizona replied softly, and she watched as the blonde’s dimples appeared, her nose wrinkling adorably as she grinned. Arizona glanced at the proffered box of donuts between them before reaching up to grab it, her fingers lightly – and purposefully – brushing the ones opposite hers.
“Faster, Peralta,” Amy hisses through clenched teeth. She can see the dark head bobbing through the crowd across the street, growing closer every second that her idiotic partner spends wedging the slim jim back and forth in the door. (“Like dancing,” he once told her, that idiotic grin plastered across his face as he wiggles his ass for her benefit. She had to clench every muscle in her body to keep from laughing out loud and blowing their cover.)
“I’m going as fast as I can, Santiago! You can’t rush art!”
“Why did I let you plan this again? We always get caught when you plan!”
“I have no idea why you let me plan anything!” Jake retorts happily at her over the top of the car. “We both know you’re the mastermind – you’re just using me for my beautiful body!”
“Jake.” Amy gives him her best high-school-English-teacher look, and for a second, he almost looks cowed. It doesn’t last, though. It never does.
“Okay, fine, you’re just using me for my beautiful hands. Better?”