AN: I know I've been gone for a long while, but I'm starting to get my Calzona muse back and this plot line seemed to appeal to me, the more I thought about it so I'm going to give it a try. I know I stopped updating my other fics, but I might get back to them if anyone is still interested in reading any more from them, just let me know. I hope you like this!

Ever since Callie had left Arizona, she has been searching for a part of herself that she wasn't sure was there anymore. She hadn't felt the confidence she had needed to be with Arizona anymore so she decided it was best to leave for both of them.

It was a hard decision but there was a feeling of insecurity she felt within herself. The dating she had went on was to make her remember that she was good enough to be taken out on a date again.

What she had realized that she was good enough, her confidence came back and she realized that dating wasn't what she wanted. She realized that she was better than those who she went out to dinner with, and realized what she wanted wasn't in any of those dates.

What she wanted was Arizona, but there was a part of her that needed to stay away because she was afraid of all the pain it would bring her to be with the blonde again.

Once she thought about, she decided she couldn't allow the blonde to destroy that part of herself. Callie deserved to be happy and so did the blonde, the only way she saw possible for both of them being happy was for them to remain apart.

Ever since her date with Dan, Callie had got a sense of what she deserved and she knew it was much more than him. It was more than having to listen to someone talk about themselves the entire date without any consideration about asking about her, just once.

It was one thing she missed about Arizona, she had cared about her more than she knew anyone to up until the year after the plane crash.

When they were separated and she was crying in the bathroom at the court house, the blonde still had wanted to make her feel better, and she did.

Every day since the day she met Arizona, she had cared about her, despite the cheating. They both had hurt each other in different ways but they both cared about each other and Sofia more than anything or anyone else.

Callie knew that there wouldn't be anyone else that could ever replace what she felt for her.

Dan was sweet in his own way, he made her feel wanted when he asked her out but it didn't go further than that until she had started receiving the text message from him.

He tried asking her out again through a text message which she had politely declined. It had happened a couple timed after but she didn't give it a thought.

A couple days later, she got a bouquet of roses sent to her. She smiled at the gesture as she read the note from who they were from.

Dear Dr. Torres,

I miss seeing your face and hearing your voice, I hope you'll give me another chance to show you that I'm a lot better than you think. I'll let you do the talking this time, your pick too.

- Dan.

Callie felt the contradiction in the word second chances, she believed in second chances but she wasn't sure she wanted to give it to him or that he deserved it. If she would have felt something other than admired, maybe she would have considered it but she didn't as she dropped the note in the trash but brought the roses back to the attending's lounge and setting them down.

On her way there, she almost bumped into Arizona.

The blonde managed a smile, but she could tell it had become forced as she looked at the roses. Maybe this time Arizona was more than worried for her, there wasn't a chance she dated him before. It caused a smirk to appear on the Latina's lips.

As she was packing to go home, she left the roses there, deciding that it wouldn't be worth it to take them home, that held no meaning to her.

She brought her phone out and dialed Dan's number and waited for him to pick up. Surprisingly it only took two rings for him to answer.

"Hello?" His voice echoed into her ear as he waited for a response.

Callie tried to put together a response as gently as she could to him. She wanted to be respectful, he was one of the first people to ask her out in so many years, she felt the need to be a little grateful to him.

"Dan, the roses were beautiful, but I don't think a second date is a good idea. I realized that I'm not ready to date yet, I still have feeling for my ex, so I can't do that to you." She spoke softly, it was the truth and she couldn't help using it as the reason why, she had more reasons but that was the largest one.

"Oh.." She could sense the hurt in his tone through the phone, but she waited for him to continue. "I understand, well he's a lucky guy."

"Dan it's not –" The Latina could only shake her head, she didn't want to elaborate. "I'm sorry, but there's plenty of women for you to save who would be grateful for you."

"Yeah well I'll let you get back to your ex." His tone was harsh in her ear before she heard the call end.

Her eyes shut, she didn't expect him to be such an ass about the rejection, it must have hurt his pride too much to swallow.

Shaking the thought off, she went to get Sofia at daycare and carried her into the car. Her little girl had fallen asleep before she got to her. She always felt slightly guilty for not being able to spend all the time she wanted with her, she would take a long vacation for her in a couple of months.

When they got home, Callie turned on the light to their home. It felt so empty now that it was just the two of them, it didn't feel right that they had bought a larger house just for the two of them.

Changing Sofia carefully without waking at her, she glanced over to the book Arizona would read her every night. A small smile appeared on her lips, she would always watch the interaction between the two. She never imagined that the blonde would love their daughter as much as she did but she could see it in her facial expression.

Shaking the memories off, Callie smiled softly as she tucked Sofia into her bed before turning on the small night light next to her and walking out of the bedroom, closing it softly behind her.

She heard a noise come from the living room, so she went to check it out for a moment. Not seeing anyone, she checked out the peephole of the front door and didn't see nothing.

Before she fully turned around, she saw the man, but was hit in the back of the head with a lamp nearby.