A/N: This is my first attempt to write, so don't be harsh. :P This is basically just about Calzona—with a twist. I kind of added a little (okay, a LOT) of Brittana in between. I wanted the two pairs to co-exist in the same setting. Enjoy!

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Callie's POV

"Callie!" Arizona ran towards me hugging me tight as I got through the front door. "Hey, baby! What's going on?" I asked, hugging my wife back and gave her a soft peck on the lips. Sofia was playing with Mark. God, she's become the most beautiful three-year old I've ever seen my entire life. I could not ask for more than this; for more than what I have now.

"Nothing, I just missed you. Are you tired?" Arizona never fails to ask about how I feel. After that accident, after I said yes to marry her, I haven't regretted anything at all since. She completes me. I knew she never really liked Mark and I know, too, that she still doesn't. But I can see that she's trying so hard to like him just for me and Sofia. Mark is Sofia's dad and he's got all the right to see her and be her dad. And he's my best friend. I just couldn't take Sofia away from him seeing how much he loves her. So I really appreciate what Arizona's doing for us.

"Not really. It was quite a long surgery, but I'm badass. Nothing I couldn't handle." I shrugged my right shoulder. "How's my little princess doing?" I walked towards Sofia and picked her up. "Oh my, I swear you're getting heavier every time I carry you, sweet cheeks." I showered her with little kisses on her pretty face and tickled her sides. She squirmed in my arms and laughed. "Daddy taught me to do this, Mommy!" She got down and I stared in disbelief when she started to do cartwheels. It was an awkward execution but she managed to pull it off. "Have you seen that, huh, Mommy?" She flashed a proud smile. "Baby, that was awesome!" I tried to sound like it was okay but gave Mark a deadly look, wishing I could strangle him. "What? She's a strong kid. You just saw how she did it." Mark stood up from the couch and walked towards the fridge. Sometimes I'd like to just whoop his ass for teaching Sofia his stupid stunts. "It's not that I don't think Sofia can do it. But she's just three, Mark! Can't you wait 'til after she's turned five? Her bones are still developing and—" I looked over at Sofia who is now attempting another cartwheel.

"Come on, babe. Let her be a kid." Arizona piped up, hugging my back and planting a kiss on my left shoulder. "Oh, so—what—you're teaming up against me now?" I hate when Mark and Arizona agree with each other just like when they voted against my caffeine when I was still pregnant. "Calliope—" Arizona started but I cut her off. "Arizona, I just don't want her to get hurt." I broke away from her and sat on the couch.

"What's the worst thing that can happen, Torres?" Mark asked defensively while opening a bottle of Light Bud. "A little bruise on her arm? Relax. She's just like you. She's badass, too."

"Oh, I don't know. How about she might hit her head and suffer a hematoma? And before we know it, it's freaking clogging the blood vessels in her brain!" This is the not-so-good thing about being a family of doctors. We know everything, at least medically. Sometimes being a doctor is a gift; other times, a curse.

"Jeez, Callie, you're over-reacting! You think I'd allow something like that to happen to our Little Muppet over there?" Mark nodded at Sofia. "Give me a little credit, will you? You're not the only one who loves her, you know!"

"Hey now, you two, Sofia's here." Arizona reached for Sofia. Her amazing blue eyes met the little black ones. "Momma Arizona, are they fighting?" Sofia held her arms up for Arizona to carry her. "No, sweetheart, they're just talking loudly." Arizona said softly as she gently picked her up and then eyed me and Mark; we immediately shut up. She carried Sofia to her bedroom.

"Okay, I gotta go. Just relax. She's like you. She's strong." Mark reassured and smiled.

"Just get out before I kick your ass, Sloan." I threw a small a cushion at him. He managed to dodge it and was out the door.

I sat there thinking about Sofia. She is strong. She survived the accident, too. But I could not forgive myself or Mark—not even Arizona—if something happened to my daughter because of our negligence. Mark's an ass most of the time but he's really trying to be a good dad for our little girl so that kind of makes him a little awesome, too –except when he teaches my kid pure nonsense, which I totally don't approve of. Arizona, however, is really good with kids. I think she was just scared at the thought of our kid being sick, like the ones in her Pediatrics ward, when I told her I wanted one. But I guess she had a change of heart after the accident. When she holds Sofia in her arms, lulling her to sleep, my heart melts every time. Looking at them, I feel like the luckiest woman in the world. I have everything I will ever need: a gorgeous little girl and an amazing wife. And when Arizona smiles at me, I feel like everything's going to be alright. We're going to be alright. I'm just so in love with her. I hope she knows that. I have to admit, I screwed up our dream to travel to Spain. But everything happened so fast—the accident, the wedding. It's like a whirlwind.

"Baby?" I swung my head to Sofia's bedroom door as Arizona walked out into the living room, slowly shutting the door behind her. "Sofia's already asleep. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Mark's just being stupid—again." I put both my feet up on the coffee table. I haven't realized how tired I really was until I thought about it. "But I guess, I'm just stressed out."

Arizona sat beside me and started taking off my boots and smiled while looking at me. "I know just what you need."

"Really? And what is that?" I smiled back, knowing exactly what it was.

"Oh, I think you pretty much know what it is." She started to remove my leather jacket, still locking her eyes with mine. I begin to slowly move towards her face for a passionate kiss when the sudden beeping distracted us both. Arizona shot up immediately, lunging for her pager. "Damn it, Karev paged me. The kid with rheumatic heart disease needs me. I'm sorry, baby. Can you just hold that thought until I come back?" She fixed the creases on her top and grabbed her jacket.

"Yeah, sure."

Arizona flashed her super magic smile again and leaned closer for a kiss. "I love you." She always takes my breath away every time she kisses me. "I love you, too. Tell Karev to handle it like he should and not page you all the time." I pouted as she strutted towards the front door.

"Ha. I doubt he can. Later!" And she was out the door. I totally miss having sex with my wife. Like, really making love with her. But lately, Sofia and work have taken up most of our "alone" time. Is married life really like this? I don't want it to get boring. I still want that steamy hot sex with my wife—beer and pizza included. I guess this is really what marriage is like. You start to lose the romance, the excitement, and all that jazz. I sighed and headed for the shower.

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Brittany's POV

I graduated high school with flying colors. That's not entirely true. Honestly, I barely passed all my subjects. It's not that I found it really hard, but I just have no interest whatsoever on school stuff. My passion is dancing. I may have joined the Glee Club but that's just 'cause I wanted to be with Santana. I know how much she loves singing. It's a good thing I still got to dance, though, so it was all cool.

"You ready, B?" Santana slammed the hood of the trunk shut and walked over towards me. Senior year was rough for her. It was the year she was forced to come out just because Finn had practically shouted it to the entire school. But she dealt with it like a bear. Or a dolphin? I just know that she's one tough cookie. Mmm, cookies..

"Hey, Brittany, are you okay?" Santana snapped her fingers at me. I jolted my head. "Oh, I'm sorry. I was just thinking about getting some cookies before we go." I couldn't stop thinking about silly things sometimes. Where's the fun in everything when we're all too serious, right?

"Didn't you just eat? But okay, we'll stop for cookies and milkshakes at that diner around the corner. I'm kind of hungry, too. So let's go?" She smiled, raising her pinky finger. I linked hers with mine. "Let's."

Moving to Seattle was a big thing for both Santana and I. We've both just been accepted at Cornish College of the Arts. I will be majoring in Dance and Santana, Music. We chose that college mostly just to get the hell out of the judging eyes of WMHS. But I will miss everyone in Glee Club. I had so much fun performing with them, but Santana wants to get away and I can't imagine life without her. I just can't. Ever since we were little, she has always been there. She's always got my back. I want her to know that I got hers too, that's why I agreed to come with her to Seattle. It's my first time to go out of Lima and I didn't know what to expect, really. All I knew is wherever I am, just as along as I am with the love of my life, I'm good.

"This is going to be great, B!" I heard Santana squeal with excitement as we entered the diner. "We're going to have so much fun in Seattle! No more pain in the ass, Finn, and all those slushy! Just you and me, B. Together forever." She looked at me intensely like we were the only people in the world. I touched her face. "Yes, San. You and me, together forever!" I gave her my warmest smile. "For eternity…even life after death...on the rainbow….under the tree…on the swing…" Santana laughed as she slung her arm around my shoulder. "You're silly. And I love you for it."

We started walking towards our table when I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Kurt. "Oh, hi Kurt! Nice to bump into you! How are you?" We haven't seen each other since graduation, which is like about two weeks ago. "Hey, you two! I'm great. Blane's just over there." He pointed at the table around the corner. Blane waved and I waved back. "So, where are you two headed?"

"None of your business, Kurt." Santana flatly responded. I looked at her and squeezed her hand. "We're going to Seattle! Isn't it awesome!" I almost yelled. "We got into Cornish College of the Arts! I get to dance my heart out and Santana can sing hers out, too! But then we'd be dead by the time I see our hearts on the ground." I stopped and wondered.

"Umm, that's great, Britt! I'm happy for you and Santana!" Kurt tried to sound enthusiastic. "I better go back to our table. Blane's waiting for me. Keep in touch, ladies!"

"Ugh. For all I know, he's just faking that he cares." Santana said rolling her eyes as soon as Kurt was out of earshot. She found an empty table and slid into her seat. I sat on the opposite side. I didn't want to ruin this moment with her so I just tried to change the subject. "What do you think Seattle's like, San?"

"I think it's gonna be awesome as long as we're together." Santana nodded. I smiled. Then she looked out the window. I knew she was happy about the big move, but I saw in her eyes that she was going to miss her parents. They weren't exactly in good terms when she came out. They were giving her a hard time. Only her grandmother understood about her being gay. I reached out for her hand. "San, it's going to be fine. I promise you it'll get better."

"They never even said goodbye, B." She said without looking at me. I felt her pain when those words came out. "I am so sorry, baby. They'll come around. You're their daughter. They can't possibly just forget about you. Give them time."

She let out a long sig and turned her head to look at me. "I suppose you're right. What's important is I have you and you're all I'm ever gonna need. I love you, B." I went over to her side and gave her a lingering kiss. People started staring at us but I didn't care. I love this girl with all my heart and I'm showing it to the whole world. "I love you, too, Santana."

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Arizona's POV

"Karev, have you got this?" I asked impatiently. It's already 2 AM and I couldn't wait to go home to my wife. "Yeah, Dr. Robbins, I got this. Thanks for your help." Karev nodded as he started to auscultate the chest area of the four-year old kid. I laid down the patient's chart and headed out. I love my job. I love these kids. They're magical. But sometimes, being here in the Peds ward reminds me the day Sofia was born. It all happened here. I love that girl more than anything—well, maybe as much as I love Callie. I got out of my navy scrubs and changed back to my clothes when I got to the locker room. I saw Teddy and Bailey deep in conversation, but I quickly grabbed my stuff so I could slip away without being noticed. As much as I love both of them, I don't want to engage into a girly gossip right now.

I arrived back at the apartment feeling bad for leaving Callie behind when we were almost about to have sex. I know that sex and romance are two of the most important things in marriage. But it's just hard sometimes with this kind of job. Other people need us too, not just our families. But I can't just leave my wife hanging that's why I promised to pick up where we left off. I entered our room slowly looking for any signs of movement; all I heard was a loud snore. I guess Callie got tired of waiting and decided to sleep. I stood at the foot of our bed staring at my gorgeous wife. I love her so much that it almost killed me inside when the accident happened. I shouldn't have asked her to marry me while driving. That was too stupid! But I just couldn't wait. I needed to know if she wanted to spend the rest of her life with me. And then that truck came out of nowhere! But everything's all good now. She's okay and Sofia's never been better.

I went to the other room to check on our little girl. She was on her tiny bed looking exactly like her mommy: black hair, pretty face, and all. I never wanted kids when I met Callie. I wanted to travel to Spain or to any parts of Europe with her. But when I saw this little angel, how could I not love her? I was so terrified when I almost lost both her and Callie. It was such a difficult situation when I had to choose between them. But I knew Callie would've wanted Sofia to live instead. It still breaks my heart every time I think about it. I pulled the sheets over to cover Sofia and kissed her forehead. She turned to her side and slept on. I silently slipped out of the room.

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Santana's POV

Taking a very long drive from Lima to Seattle, I must be crazy. But I knew how much Brittany loves road trips and seeing the sights as we go from state to state. I looked over to her and she was sleeping soundly like an angel. I'm glad she agreed to come with me. I was so nervous when I was about to ask her! I swore she'd think I was going insane.

"B, what's your plan after graduation?" I asked, leaning back onto the bleachers where we always hung out after class. Do I ask her now? What if she says no? Oh God, this is making me sick. "Um, I don't know, San. I want to dance, I guess. And I want to be with you." Brittany answered as she flipped her golden blonde hair. That gave me enough courage to tell her. "Um, well, I saw this college online. It's called Cornish College of the Arts. It offers dance and music courses, which is pretty awesome."

"That's so cool! But I never heard of that college here in Lima, though. Where is it located?" Brittany asked, her innocent eyes flickered in the afternoon sun.

"Seattle."

"Oooh, Seattle." She repeated then cocked her head to the left. "Is it in America?" That made me laugh. See, that's what I love about her. She's like a little kid, so innocent and sweet. "Yeah, B, it's in America. It's in the west coast. I think I'll go after graduation."

"You're leaving Lima—" Her eyes widened and for a second, I thought she was about to go hysterical. "—without me? That could not be possible. I'm coming with you." I was so happy to hear her say that. I faced her and held both her hands. "Really? I was just about to ask you to come with me. It's totally gonna be great, B! I promise."

"I know. Anywhere with you is going to be great, San. We can follow our dreams and be with each other at the same time. What more could I ask for?" She really knew the right things to say. I sat there looking at her and trying to fight the tears welling up in my eyes. She softly touched my face, brushing away the tears that finally fell. "Hey, don't cry or I might start to think you don't want me to come with."

I pulled her close and gave her a hug. "Don't ever think I don't want you to always be by my side, B. I'm just so glad that you want to be with me." I broke away a little and put my forehead against hers. "You make me so happy. I can't ever live without you." She held out her pinky. "Together forever?" I linked her pinky with mine. "Forever." And I kissed her like there's no tomorrow.

Brittany woke up and stretched her arms, breaking me from my thoughts. "Where are we?" She looked around to see if she knew where we were. "We're approaching Indiana, B. But we'll stop over here for the night. Then we'll drive again tomorrow morning." I turned left to enter a cozy little motel. She yawned and reached for my nape and started massaging it. She knew how much I love that when I get tired. "Yeah, I think you should rest. You've been driving for hours. I know a good way to keep you relaxed, though." She winked and gave me a sly smile.

"Yeah? That's awesome! I'd never pass it up." I stopped the car and grabbed her for a kiss.

A/N: This is the first chapter. I'll be updating soon. So what do you think so far? Thanks for reading! Reviews are appreciated!