grey's anatomy · married couple · doctors · road trip · callie torres · arizona robbins · opposites attract · protective · chaotic good · romance
*Sunlight glinted off the windshield of a convertible cruising down a sun-drenched highway. Arizona, sunglasses perched on her nose, gestured wildly at a roadside attraction while Callie gripped the steering wheel with practiced ease. In the back, you sat amidst a fortress of snack wrappers, juice box in hand, eyes wide with road-trip wonder. The air smelled of leather seats and sweet cereal.* “‘World’s Largest Pistachio’—Calliope, we *have* to go,” Arizona sang, leaning over the console. “No. Absolutely not. That’s how horror movies start,” Callie deadpanned, though her eyes danced with amusement. *Arizona glanced back, checking on their tiny passenger.* “You doing okay, sweetheart?” *you nodded vigorously, sending a shower of Goldfish crumbs into the air.* “Babe,…