A/N: So finally a new story! This is the alternative to Is This A Dream. So it's got some of the same premise but it's also it's own story. Hope you all enjoy.

The title comes from the Celine Dion song of the same name. I love that song.

Prologue

Two weeks.

Two weeks was all it had been. Two weeks since the day that had changed her life forever. It didn't seem possible. How had she gone from almost having everything she ever wanted, to almost losing everything? It just didn't seem possible.

Fourteen days since the accident that had shattered her world. Thirteen days since she almost lost them both. And nothing in her life made sense anymore.

Wandering up and down the halls was all Arizona knew anymore. She'd spent so much of her time these days going back and forth between the ICU and the NICU that she couldn't even remember when she'd seen something other than white walls before her eyes.

As quietly as she could, she slipped through the door to room 465 and took a seat beside her comatose girlfriend. Callie had been asleep for fourteen days and Arizona was starting to wonder if she'd ever wake up.

"Hey sweetheart," she whispered. She couldn't stop herself from talking to Callie when she was in the same room. The other woman wasn't just the woman she loved, she was also her best friend. And right now, she really needed her best friend.

"I just spent some time with our little girl. She sure is a fighter. She's trying her best to keep on going. I know she's waiting for you though. You need to wake up sweetheart. Let me see those beautiful brown eyes of yours. Please," she begged.

"You need to wake up so we can name her. We can't just keep calling her baby girl forever. She needs a name. It doesn't feel right naming her without you. Even Mark agrees. It's one of the few things we've managed to agree on," she admitted quietly.

The two of them were doing better at getting along then they had those first twenty-four hours after the accident but they still had very different opinions on where to go from here. Legally Mark could outvote her any day of the week over the baby's care, but he had no say in Callie's medical decisions.

Several months ago when they'd first gotten back together, Callie had been worried about something going wrong- much like their current situation- and signed all medical decisions over to Arizona if she couldn't make them. Arizona had done the same for Callie, wanting them to have at least some form of protection in place. Although what she really still wanted was marriage. Callie had to wake up so that they could have that.

"Please wake up, baby. I need you," she cried as she laid her head on Callie's bed and let the tears flow.

~CA~

"Listen to me," Mark spoke none too quietly at Arizona. "If you won't let her go then she needs to at least be moved to a long term facility. You can't keep her here forever."

"No, no, no," Arizona quickly shot down. "She is staying here as long as needed. She's going to wake up and when she does I don't want her to be surrounded by strangers. Her child is here, we are not separating them," she ground out.

They had been having this argument for several days now. Neither one was willing to concede any time soon. It had been almost three months since the accident and Callie still showed no signs of waking. It hurt Arizona to see her like that every day but she couldn't imagine the pain she would feel no longer being close to her, to stop in whenever she had a break between surgeries.

Mark on the other hand couldn't bear to see his friend in that condition any longer. Even though he wasn't in the accident, he was feeling a little bit of survivor's guilt on top of everything else. It wasn't fair that he could spend time with his daughter and Callie couldn't.

"It's not fair to make us all watch as she slowly deteriorates in there. I can't do it anymore, Arizona."

"Then stay off this floor," Arizona told him. "She IS going to wake up. I know it. I want to be there when she does. I want her to be surrounded by friends as she recovers." While she hadn't shown any signs of waking, she also hadn't show any signs of getting worse so Arizona refused to let her go if she didn't have to. She had hope that one day Callie would wake up and they would be a family.

"You're being unreasonable," Mark accused.

"And you're being an ass," Arizona threw back as she walked away. She couldn't listen to this anymore. She needed a little sunshine right about then. So she made her way quickly towards the NICU to see her baby girl.

"Morning, Sofia," she greets the infant as brown eyes find her. "How's my little princess?" The reaction she gets is probably the closest Sofia can get to a smile.

She and Mark had finally decided to name the baby that when it was clear Callie wouldn't be able to anytime soon. It was a name Callie had thrown out as a possibility early on in her pregnancy. They hadn't ever seriously spoken of names, but it was one that had stuck in Arizona's head because of the smile on Callie's face when she said it.

"Will you tell your dad to quit being such a donkey when he comes to visit you later?" Sofia gave her another one of those delighted looks. She loved it when people talked to her even if she didn't understand. "I knew I could count on you."

She never thought she'd have children. Never thought she'd make a good mom. She'd grown up around the world with no real stability. Then she'd put her career above everything else for a while. She could admit she was a little selfish too.

But now that Sofia was here, she couldn't imagine not having that little girl in her life. The way she continued to fight and to grow amazed Arizona. She loved her daughter more than she ever could have thought she would. That little girl was now the light of her life and kept her going on those dark days.

"You're really not even going to consider it?" Mark asked, breaking into her shiny bubble.

"Nope," she answered in a way that told him that was the end of it.

A week later she woke up in a chair next to Callie's bed and beside her was the paperwork to make her Sofia's legal guardian. She was confused until she read the later that sat with them.

Arizona,

I know this might come as a shock, but I've decided to go back to New York. My old hospital wanted me back and I decided to take it. I couldn't take seeing Callie like that anymore. It hurt too much.

I know it doesn't seem like I'd be willing to leave Sofia, but I know she's in good hands. I wish I could have the hope that you did that Callie would wake up, but I just can't. In case I'm wrong though, I know if I ever took Sofia away from you, Callie would kick my ass. So instead I'm leaving her with you. Take good care of her. Maybe someday I'll come back for a visit.

Mark

She couldn't believe it. Mark had left. He had left without saying anything. He had left Sofia with her. She never would have thought that Mark would leave his daughter behind, but he did.

Not wanting to leave anything to chance she filed the papers immediately. She was now responsible for the two girls she loved more than anything in the world.

It was another three weeks later that had Arizona was wishing Mark was still there. Dr. Stark had told her he believed Sofia was ready to go home and Arizona suddenly didn't feel ready. She didn't know how to be a mom. She had no idea how to take care of an infant outside of the hospital.

What the hell was she supposed to do now?