Title: It's Only Love

Rating: T

Summary: Set six months after Erica left, Arizona never came to Seattle Grace. Now these two surgeons arrive at the hospital the same day. The only thing that's certain is that Callie Torres' life is about to change.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the laptop I'm typing on. All the rest is Shonda Rimes'

Authors Note: Okay, so this is my first fanfiction in three years. This is also my first Grey's Anatomy story so I am uber nervous. Yes, I did just use the word uber, and I probably will again somewhere down the line. I am not awesome at grammar or spelling, which is why I majored in Psychology. However, I did try and let's hope I do remember something from high school English. I do not know if this will remain a one-shot or become a multi-chapter story. So give me some feedback, please.

"Mark... no." The brunette looked at her friend, keeping a straight face.

"Please, Callie, just one more night." The man begged his best-friend and co-worker. "Lexie, wants to spend some time with big Grey tonight and I just want to go to the bar. I can't be an old loser there by myself."

"Come on. We both know that you would never been a loser and you are just trying to make up excuses to get me drunk." She loved her friend, but sometimes he worried too much. She was more than happy alone and a one night stand with a random from a bar would just slow down her progress. "I'm fine, Mark. Get it through your thick 'I'm the best plastic surgeon in the world' skull."

He laughed at her and nodded. "You're right. I could never be alone at a bar. The woman... they flock to me." Although he was still worried, he pushed it to the back of his head as he watched her laugh. He knew she was going to be fine, but that didn't mean he couldn't try to make her feel better at a faster pace. It had been six month's since her girlfriend's departure and Callie was still not making any progress on the dating front.

"..." Mark was about to say something else when he watched Callie's smile fade and turned so he was slightly behind her to see what she was staring at.

"Erica..." Callie whispered so quietly that she didn't know if Mark could here her. That theory went out the window when she felt him place a comforting hand on her back.

"We can turn around and walk away, Torres. Give you some time to deal with this." Callie nodded and let Mark lead her the other way towards an on-call room. Once they walked into the room, the pair sat on the bed. Callie sunk her shoulders forward and held her face in her hands while Mark rubbed comforting circles on her back. "Callie..."

It was at that moment that she let it all out and began sobbing. The emotions she felt when she first saw Erica were overwhelming. It had been six months since she'd seen her ex-best friend and it was harder than she expected.

"Callie," Mark began, "What she did to you..."

"What she did to me?" Callie turned to look at him so fast that he had to jump back slightly. "She did nothing to me. I hurt her and pushed her away. I forced her to leave, Mark. How do I apologize for that?"

Mark stared at her shocked. He had no idea she felt like that. When Erica had left Callie had been hurt, so he had always sided with his friend. It's not like he didn't know that somehow the fact that Callie and him had slept together could have influenced the blonde's decision to leave, he just choose to pin the blame on the one who hurt his best friend. "Maybe it's simple."

"What?"

"Maybe all you have to do is tell her you're sorry." Mark paused when he saw her look at him with an incredulous look on her face. "I mean... its been six months. I'm sure that her life has moved on from the short-lived relationship you two had."

Callie nodded. She knew he was right. She had moved on too... in a way. Sure, she didn't have a significant other, nor did she really go on dates, but she just wasn't ready. After her relationship with Erica had ended she didn't know where to go. Girls or guys? Men or Women? Things weren't as clear cut for her and although she had needs, and was horny as hell, she wasn't ready to make any rash decisions.

"Or..." Mark started causing Callie to turn her attention back to him expectantly. "If she hasn't moved on I'm sure you could have a rendezvous."

"God you're a pig." Callie punched him in the arm while releasing a little chuckle. She watched him hold is arm in mock pain as she turned forward again, shaking her head slightly as she did. Mark always did have a way to make the most stressful situations a little less brutal and she loved him for that. When Erica had left, he had been there for her. He was even semi-supportive of her becoming celibate, although his constant offers of helping her release her sexual frustration were slightly inappropriate at times. Yep, he was definitely her best friend and knowing that he would still be there no matter what happened gave her strength.

Mark continued to stare at her back as she concentrated on her thoughts. She was going to be fine, that much he knew. She was Callie, his bad-ass surgeon friend. The friend who had kicked ass everyday and he loved her for it. He watched as she stood up and turned towards him. "So I'm gonna go and find Erica. I guess it's better to get this out now while I still have the balls."

"Torres, you will always have balls... and if you happen to need some extras, well have have two very good ones right here." He replies as her points to his lap.

Without responding, but noticeably rolling her eyes, Callie straightened her lab coat and headed towards the door. As soon as her hand touched the door nob she turned around to look Mark in the eyes , "Thanks."

He nodded as he watched her leave the room. The second she was gone Mark laid down on the small bed and sighed; he might as well stay and wait. There was a fifty percent chance his friend will need him again in about an hour and if he could fit in a nap in the mean time even better. Unless... he could find Lexie that is.

Callie had been looking for Erica for fifteen minutes when she finally found her at the nurses station in the Pediatric wing, which makes sense, she was there for a consult on a child. As she got closer she realized that she was letting her nerves get to her. 'You are a bad-ass. You break bones for a living. Just do it fast, like snapping a bone back into place.'

Before she knew it Erica was standing right in front of her taking notes on a chart. "Erica." She had said it. That much was sure of. What she was unsure of was if it come out sounding anywhere near normal.

"Callie." Erica turned to stare at her ex-girlfriend. "I thought I might see you here. Just not in the Pediatric wing."

Callie laughed nervously and looked around. When realization hit that she had maybe actually been in that part of the hospital only twice she nodded. "Yeah, I was actually looking for you. Could we maybe talk."

"Here?" Erica asked, not exactly knowing what the brunette was going to say. She knew that it had been wrong to leave Callie without so much as a goodbye and she wouldn't blame the woman if she wanted to yell.

Callie nodded. "I think think this will do just fine. Listen... I want to apologize. I am sorry for sleeping with Mark when we were together. I honestly think we are past excuses and I just want to say I am sorry that I pushed you away."

Erica was shocked. That was not what she had expected, but hell... if they were going to be mature about this all then she was all for it. "I'm sorry too. I should have talked to you, but... no, you are right. No excuses. We were both to blame and now its over. Deal?" Callie stared at the hand that was reached out for her to shake and smiled. This was it, everything was out in the open and she was feeling very mature. Just as she began to lift her hand, however, she saw a flash of blonde hair roll past her.

"Dr. Hahn." The blonde haired woman stopped beside Erica. "How's our patient?"

Callie watched as Erica turned to talk to the new woman as if she barely respected her. She looked down the blonde's body, taking note of every curve, and stopping at the shoes. 'No wonder Erica doesn't respect her, what doctor wears shoes with wheels?'

"See something you like?" Callie was broken out of her thoughts as the two woman looked at her expectantly.

"Um...The... Your shoes..." She knew she was stuttering, but it was kind of hard not to when the most beautiful blue eyes were staring back at her. They held eye contact for just a moment before the woman laughed at her.

"They are called Heelys and I am Dr. Arizona Robbins, a very awesome Peds surgeon." Arizona reached her hand out for the brunette to take. This time Callie didn't hesitate. She almost instantly reached out her hand to respond. When their hands met Callie felt nothing but the other woman's hand in hers. It was warm and soft, but the most part that shocked her the most was she felt time stand still. She looked up from their joined hands and straight into Arizona's eyes. When the brown eyes met blue it was magic. She couldn't help but smile as she stood in the middle of darkness with nothing but Arizona's beauty as a light.

Arizona felt like she was in a movie. A Disney movie. Like one where the lonely girl meets the prince and then they automatically fall in love. Not that she was in love or anything, she just couldn't breathe. The minute the woman in front of her grabbed her hand she felt herself subconsciously hold her breath. Unfortunately, it became unbearable and she decided she has to end the contact before she did something she'd regret.

At the loss of contact, Callie took a step back and felt herself come back to reality. She quickly looked around and realized that Erica was still standing patiently next to the woman whom she just learned was Arizona. What seemed like hours must have simply been seconds. "Callie Torres, nice to meet you."

"Well we have to get going," Erica began, looking between the two surgeons but stopping at her ex, "But it was good talking to you. We need to do it again."

Callie smiled and nodded while the two women turned to walk to their patients room. At first she was a little disappointed that she didn't get to talk more to Arizona, but when she saw the blonde pull out the wheels on her shoes she just smirked. 'You'd never see a man wear those. I've definitely just moved on.'