Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's Anatomy. Shonda Rhimes does. And she is AMAZING.

This is just a short fic which takes place when they broke up for a short while.

Callie's POV

Callie was dealing with the break up in the only way she knew how. She drowned herself in work. After their somehow awkward-without-any-yelling-and-saying-i-love-you break up, she couldn't sleep in her own bed. She couldn't because it reminded her of Arizona Robbins.

Arizona Robbins. Her amazing, gorgeous, blue-eyed lover. Or well… ex-lover now. It hurt. So much she just couldn't bear to go home at all because everything reminded her of Arizona. The time they danced in her living room, the time she cleaned the puke out of her hair after being told by Derek that she was going to do a presentation. She missed those times. Her heart ached for her to go back to the apartment and snuggle up to her gorgeous girlfriend. Hang on a minute, ex-girlfriend.

A huge sigh escaped her lips for the umpteenth time.

"Hellllloooooooo, Callie?"

"Uhm, Callie?"

"TORRES!"

"MARK. I can hear you. I am not deaf!" a semi-shocked Callie half-shouted to Mark.

"Well, I think you're almost there. Want me to do the check-up?" Mark teased.

"I am not in the mood for your games again Mark." she said as she glared at her best friend.

"Look Callie, you have a major surgery to do in half an hour with Blondie. You know you can't avoid her forever right?" Mark said as he pulled her into a tight embrace to let her know how worried he was about her.

"I know… I know… But I'm just mad now you know? I thought about not having children because I wanted to be with her. I tried compromising. ME! Calliope Torres! And I feel as if she never tried to change for me."

"Well, you know what, I am so over being blue, crying over Arizona"

"I'm so over being blue, crying over you, cause I'm so sick of love songs-" Mark started singing.

"Shut up Mark!" Callie said while laughing at the same time. She loved Mark, he always seemed to be able to pull her out of her misery with the most random things.

"All right kiddo, its time for your surgery."

On the way to surgery, Callie had to think of a way to avoid looking into Arizona's eyes. It's been three weeks since their break up and somehow, they didn't bump into each other in the hospital.

But they had to face each other sooner or later. A little kid had come in last night after falling off a tree. "Why was it always a tree?" Callie thought.

Then she thought about the time she told Arizona that there were lots of places to hide since it was a big hospital.

She was thinking so hard she was going to walk right smack into the door when she had the most brilliant idea.

She wasn't going to cry.

She wasn't going to beg Arizona to have children with her like some pathetic woman.

Hell no. She was Calliope Torres. She was an Ortho God. A rockstar in the OR. If she had to face the love of her life and not be able to say how pissed off she was at their current situation. She was going to do it in style. Callie style.

"Dr Torres, the patient is ready for you. And what you requested for earlier is ready too"

"Thank you Dr Avery" she smiled at the resident who had complied with her odd request.

"Hey."

Callie tried to greet Arizona as well, but it came out as a sort of weird grunting noise.

"Alright Dr Avery. Press play for me"

Jackson Avery didn't understand much about lesbians. But he sure understood where Callie was coming from when she asked him for a favour and in return for scrubbing in. He followed the orders of his ortho attending and pressed play.

I wake up every evening, with a big smile on my face
And it never feels out of place

And your still probably working at a 9 to 5 pace
I wonder how bad that tastes

When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell

As the song started playing, Callie could see Arizona raise her eyebrows at Callie's choice of song. Then she proceeded to look at the girl herself.

Callie responded with a casual shrug of her shoulders and went on to smirk at the blond. Not that she would see the smirk as her mouth was covered. But Arizona knew Callie better than she knew herself. The smirk would get across.

And it sure as hell did. Because the facial expression that Arizona gave in reply was well worth the trouble of letting Avery scrub in on her next five surgeries.

And for a moment, Callie forgot that her life with Arizona was messed up. She forgot about the baby issue.

And she remembered the games they used to play with each other.

"I am so going to be in trouble for this." Callie thought as she started her surgery. Chuckling as Arizona had given her the I-am-so-going-to-get-you-for-this look.