Author's Note: I do not own any of the characters of Grey's Anatomy, they are all Shonda Rhimes' and ABC's, this is just for fun! This is my first ever fanfic, hope you enjoy!

Setting: Right after Season 9 finale, could be spoilers.

Pairing: Arizona Robbins/Callie Torres

Rating: PG-13

Is There Such a Thing as Second Chances?

Pain. Gut wrenching, mind blowing pain.

Arizona's first reaction was to reach down for the leg that was no more, for it had been her constant cause of pain over the last few months. As she laid her hand to rest on her stump, and her mind became more aware, the truth hit her like a Mack Truck. Even though the crash and subsequent amputation had left her in residual pain for so long, it wasn't the source today. As she reached across the bed to find Callie's hand, only to find a cold, empty space in the bed where her wife should be, the truth came back in a flood.

I cheated. I'm a cheater. After promising Calliope I would never hurt her again, after we had committed ourselves to each other for life, I cheated… like it all meant nothing. And the look on Callie's face when she found out… Pain. Betrayal. Extreme sadness. There had been so much hurt behind those chocolate brown eyes.

"Oh God, what have I done?" And to make matters worse, instead of apologizing, Arizona had lashed out, every bitter and insensitive thought she had been hiding in the darkest recesses of her mind since the plane crash, since Callie had broken her promise and allowed someone to hack off her leg.

Playing the horrific night back through her mind, it was like watching someone else take a sledge hammer - no, she thought, not graphic enough - a wrecking ball and smash her dreams to bits. And then to hear Callie's words play through her mind after Arizona had screamed at her about how Callie had lost nothing, and she had lost everything… "Well, apparently I lost you…"

Sobs began to envelope Arizona's body. Her fingers squeezed the crinkled sheets, as her tears began to soak them. Callie is never going to forgive me, I have lost everything. "Oh God." she moaned.

Callie had raced from the room after that ill-fated night, and although Arizona had tried to catch her, tried to unsay what she had said, the look in Callie's eyes had told her that was not going to happen, at least not tonight. Arizona had grabbed her arm and spun her around, searching those haunted brown eyes for even a hint of understanding. "Calliope, I'm sorry…I didn't mean it."

Determination and anger had filled the eyes she loved so much, replacing the unshed tears threatening to spill moments before, as Callie jerked out of Arizona's grasp, pushing her way down the hospital corridor, shouting over her shoulder, "Oh, but you did Arizona, you meant every single word. It may have been the first real thing you have said to me in months."

As Arizona agonized over whether or not to chase Callie down, her beeper let off an insistent buzz, calling her back to the NICU, where all of the tiny baby makers were still worried about the storm and their babies' well-being.

Arizona decided to wait to find Callie, her patients needed her. Their families needed her. And Callie was too pissed at her right now for any conversation to be productive. That had been four days ago, and Arizona wished she now she had just chased Callie down.

When the storm had finally broke, and the doctors were allowed to go home for some much needed rest, Arizona decided to head to the hospital daycare to see Sofia. Nothing made her feel better than holding her daughter, and after the long, emotional night, snuggle time with the most perfect little person in the world sounded amazing.

Arizona strolled into the daycare and looked around for Sofia, but she didn't see her. "Excuse me, could you tell me where Sofia Robbins-Sloan-Torres is?" The daycare worker looked at Arizona with surprise and told her Dr. Torres had picked her up hours ago. Arizona thanked the lady and left in search of her daughter and her spouse, hoping maybe they could talk now that they both had time to breathe. Not finding them anywhere in the hospital, she sighed and walked home alone.

When she arrived home, her heart felt like it would burst. Tears welled up in her eyes, as she took in the half empty closet, and the note left on the nightstand.

Arizona,

I can't be near you right now, it's too hard.

Sofia and I will be staying at Mark's for the

foreseeable future. I just need space, to think,

to process, and I think you could use the same.

- Callie

Arizona crumbled the note and threw it across the room, melting into a pile of sobs on the bedroom floor. It hit her again how much she had lost with one impulsive decision with a woman she couldn't even stand to think about, let alone sleep with. Remorse over her actions and her hurtful words to Callie rushed over her again. If she could take it all back, she would, but that wasn't a possibility. The best she could hope for is to repair the pieces, one shard at a time.

It had been three nights since Arizona had found that note, three nights of sleeping alone, three nights of torture. "I want my wife back, I want my daughter back, I want my life back!" Arizona screamed, coming back to the present, pushing the painful trail of memories from the forefront of her mind. She sat up in bed, throwing back the sheets as she wiped her watery eyes, gritting her teeth with resolve, "I am going to fix this, whatever it takes!"