Restoration

A/N: I know I have another story that I haven't finished but I couldn't resist writing something about the S9 finale. I'm actually glad the storyline is going in this direction. This should make for a good S10 for Calzona. Hope you guys enjoy my take on this new journey for our two lovely ladies.

I am starting this story from multiple POVs. I felt the story would come across more intense if it was taken from each persons perspective. Hopefully you will be able to follow. If it get's too confusing, I will switch to General POV at all times.

- What could be worst than Arizona almost dying? Arizona living and hating Calliope Torres. Not only could this have a large affect on Callie, it could significantly impact Sofia.-

Callie's POV

I don't remember leaving the room but I am now walking down the hall. Arizona still stands there…she just stands there crying. The crazy thing is, all I want to do is go and throw my arms around her and let her know how much I love her. But she already knows that. She knew that when she laid down with Lauren. So, I chose to just leave. Leave to be anywhere she wasn't. Here I stand as the Ped's department. Karev greets me at the entrance way with a look of twisted compassion. I swear he is the male version of Meredith and Christina combined. By his expression, he's well aware of what had happened between Arizona and Lauren. I know my wife. She had to confide in someone. He is Arizona's right hand, so I'm sure he was the first to receive her confession. Karev has a level of respect for me. He has since I gave him the order to amputate Arizona's leg. He has the utmost respect for us both. I say nothing to him because I am in a state of shock. A state of shock because heading in my direction is Dr. McNasty Pants herself. Lauren is a few feet away and attempting to pass right by me. Probably to check on Arizona. I can't have that.

"Where the hell do you think you are going?" She stops dead in her tracks with the most innocent look on her face. She is beautiful and she is a talented surgeon. IM BEAUTIFUL, IM A TALENTED SURGEON! "YOU, stay away from my wife! When this storm is over, you- are- gone!" I say this to her with such disdain that my skin begins to crawl. I don't move and dare her to take another step. She doesn't. But I'm sure she will as soon as I get on the elevator and leave. Bitch!

General POV

That was a week ago and the storm has now passed. Webber was found by Bailey and suffered some serious injuries but he will survive. He's being closely monitored in ICU. Meredith is home with her newborn son, also named Bailey. Kepner is caught in a love triangle and Christina broke up with her ex husband. Even though she just divorced him but was still sleeping with him. Yeah, crazy (that's a fanfic waiting to happen). Anyway, because that isn't enough drama for Grey Sloane Memorial (GSM), the hospital is in a buzz about the worst split in the hospital, Callie and Arizona. They were one of the most stable and happiest couples of GSM with the exception of Derek and Meredith. Arizona is somewhat relieved that she came clean with Callie even though there is much more to say. She is also hurt because regardless of what has happened and what was said, she loves her wife and her daughter. She has made no attempts to speak with Callie therefore meaning she has had no contact with Sofia. On numerous occasions she stopped by the nursery only to find Callie there also. Her timing couldn't be worse. Each time she left upset and angry without Callie even knowing she had been there. Upset for not being able to see Sofia and angry at Callie for being there. She had anger in her that would not quit. At times, she couldn't understand it herself. Time alone wasn't going to heal Arizona and she was finally realizing it.

- Sofia is having her dinner and the house is quiet except for the soft whimpers released by Callie ever-so-often. She sits on the sofa in a daze. The last seven days have been hell for Callie. She knew that Arizona was still holding on to a little resentment but never in her wildest dreams did she think her wife would be unfaithful. This would be an act beneath the Arizona Robbins she married. And the guess star in this sad act is none other than Lauren Boswell, the new Izzie Stevens of GSM. Lauren Boswell, the surgeon of lust. Lauren Boswell, McLusty, McNasty Pants, Bitch! Callie couldn't get her off of her mind. She couldn't get the thought of Arizona being with her out of her mind. She couldn't get Arizona's words out of her head. "You didn't lose anything". That phrase kept ringing aloud over and over again. How could she say that? She did lose…She lost big. Her baby's father, her best friend DIED! Her wife almost died. A knock brings her from her thoughts. She opens the door not bothering to ask who it is. -

Arizona's POV

It's been seven full days since I've been home. Déjà vu. Why am I always the one standing on this side of the door? Instead of using my key, I knock. Callie doesn't bother asking who it is. The door comes open and I blurt out "I'm seeking professional help. I was foolish to think that I could do it by myself."

Callie stands in the doorway of our apartment. She seems unsure of what to say, so she says nothing. She just listens. I don't know how long I may have her attention so I speak very quickly. "I'm angry at you and it's not changing or going away. When we were rescued from the crash and I was in Boston, the only thing I wanted to do was to get back to you. I wouldn't let them touch me. I demanded to be brought to you. I knew that if I was in your presence, if I could just get to you, I would be okay. Then I made it to you and you did nothing. I knew each day that we waited that my leg was getting worse and worse."

"Arizona stop. I can't deal with your blame game right now."

I see that she is about to close the door in my face and before I know it, I'm screaming at her. "No, No, do not close the door! I'm seeking professional help to deal with how I've been feeling and I wanted you to know that. That's not the only reason why I am here though. I have been staying at a hotel but I checked out this morning."

"Of course you did. I heard that Dr. Boswell was scheduled to leave this morning. Coincidence?…I didn't think so."

She caught me off guard with that tad bit of information about Lauren just leaving Seattle. SLAM - There goes the door in my face and I'm knocking again.

"Callie open the damn door. I'm not here to fight or argue. I'm here to get my clothes, see my daughter and get the keys to Mark's place….. I won't lie….Yes, Lauren just left but that has nothing to do with us." I take a small step back as she swings the door open again.

"It has everything to do with us Arizona." She says as those eyes burn a hole in my forehead. "You can get your clothes while I'm at work. And you want to see your daughter? Really?! It's been a week and the daycare said that you didn't come to see Sofia not one time!" Now she's yelling at me and she doesn't care who hears her.

I try to explain my position on the daycare confusion. "I have, I did go to see her. They were wrong!" I can hear Sofia inside beginning to wine. It must be the yelling. "I, Callie, I really don't want to stand in the hallway and have this conversation. Sofia is getting upset. So can you please bring me Sofia and the keys so I can spend some quality time with my child?"

"Quality time?! Your child?! You left us. Remember that! And why the hell would I get the keys to Mark's apartment for you?"

"She is OUR daughter. That doesn't change." It's full attack mode now. No matter how I feel about Callie, Sofia is my daughter. And my worst nightmare is that I will not be recognized as her parent. "I didn't walk away form her. I walked away from YOU!"

"You don't have to remind me. I'm still trying to grasp that concept and come to terms with your way of thinking. I don't think Mark would want you to be in his apartment."

I see the tears falling down her face. She's trying to hold them back but they keep falling. "I beg to differ. Mark became my family too. I grew to love him and he grew to love me." Dammit, now I'm crying. I can barely open my mouth. "You're not the only person that shed tears for Mark. I want to see my daughter. I want to take a hot shower. I want to lay down where I can find some comfort. I don't want to feel this way towards you…but I do. I, I can't help it."

I believe she hears the sincerity in my voice and knows that my words are true. Mark did love me and consider me as another mother to Sofia. Callie's mind and her heart are at battle but she steps aside. I walk in and my daughter spots me immediately. She reaches for me with glee, smiling from ear to ear when I approach her. "Hello baby girl. How are you? Momma misses you so much." I can't stop kissing those cheeks and holding her. I help her finish her dinner and clean up behind her. "It's almost bed time. Come let momma give you a bath."

Callie opens her mouth to protest but Sofia and I are out of the room before she has a chance. I peek around the corner to see Callie settling down to finish her dinner. Sofia and I enjoy our time together. She splash around in the bubbles and shoots me the brightest smile. For a moment it's as if our personal little storm never happened. My plane never fell out of the sky. My wife didn't cut off my leg. I didn't sleep with another woman. For a moment, all is perfect. Then as I try to stand up from sitting on the side of the tub, there is a sharp pain at my incision site. Reality has veered its ugly head. My plane crashed. My wife did cut off my leg. I slept with another woman. Reality really bites.

I get myself together and dry my little bundle of joy. I dress her in her Tinkerbelle PJ's and call Callie before I put her to bed. "Tell Mami goodnight." Sofia gets kisses and hugs from Callie. She watches me as I put our little one down. I know what she's thinking because I'm thinking the same thing. How can I act as if we are one big happy family? She doesn't stick around. She leaves and I spend the next thirty minutes reading books to our daughter until she falls asleep.

I find Callie sitting on the Sofa in the dark. "I don't want Sofia's daily routine to be interrupted and I don't want to be absent in her life. She's asleep now. I'm going to get some clothes together and I will be out of here."

Callie lets out a half laugh. "How can you walk around like nothing has changed? Like you didn't just sleep with another woman days ago. Like you've done nothing wrong."

"I never said I did nothing wrong. I don't want this to affect Sofia. She doesn't deserve any of this."

"And I do?"

"Yes." My response slips through my lips so easily. I retreat to the bedroom and pack two bags of clothing and shoes. When I return, Callie is no longer on the sofa. I don't see her but she has left the keys on the counter. I turn the knob to Sofia's door to give her one last kiss goodnight but it's locked. I grab my bags, the keys and lock the front door on my way out.

General POV

- When Callie hears her front door close, she picks herself off of Sofia's floor, dries her eyes and return to the sofa. Unable to bring herself to get into the bed she once shared with Arizona, this is where she will once again sleep for the night. -

Arizona opens the door to Mark's apartment and before she gets one foot in, she is taken over by gut wrenching sobs. She manages to get the door closed and leans against it for support. "I love you, I trusted you…oh God, this hurts so baddddd." Arizona cries her heart out. She really does love Callie. That's why she is hurting so bad. Tomorrow will be her first day seeing a therapist about this ordeal. She was right when she said she needed help. Acknowledging this was the first step. It only took her a week away from her family to realize it. She pulls herself together and looks around the furnished apartment. Nothing has been changed. Neither she nor Callie could bring themselves to do it. She is about to walk to the bedroom when there's a tap at the door.

She's exhausted and ignores it. She doesn't want to talk to Callie anymore tonight. She grabs a bottle of water from her purse that she had earlier and begins to drink it. On the other side of the door, she hears a voice.

"Arizona, I know you are in there. I heard you crying."

Arizona nearly chokes on her water. That's not Callie. She stops drinking and opens the door. "What are you doing here?"

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