A/N: I don't even know. It's been sitting in my folder for a while. Enjoy!
"I want another baby."
Five hours earlier
"Okay, so everything checks out, and you are free to go!" She tells her patient.
"But take it easy. I don't want to see you back in here until that baby is ready to come out." She laughs jokingly with the parents as she helps get her patient settled into a wheelchair.
"Thank you so much, Dr. Robbins. I'll be good, and hopefully, I'll see you in eight weeks!"
She stares longingly at the doorway through which her patient just vacated. They were a lovely young couple pregnant with their first child. The mother had gotten worried that something was wrong with the baby when she hadn't felt him move for almost 18 hours.
She couldn't help but reminisce about when Callie was pregnant with Sofia and the major freak out she had over nothing at the beginning.
Then she remembered her pregnancy. God, they were so happy back then, before everything fell apart. She thought having a baby would help their marriage, but when she miscarried it was just one more thing on top of the precariously leaning tower of stuff going wrong in her life, that eventually toppled over, resulting in her sleeping with another woman.
When they had gotten back together and decided to have another baby, she was over the moon. But then the fellowship came along, and she had paid the ultimate price. It wasn't that she hadn't wanted to have another baby - she had. It was that Callie didn't believe she was as committed to a child as she was to her career. And so their marriage had fallen apart, again, but this time, it was for good.
Now, as she watches her patient leave, she can't help but think about it. She spent her days around babies; around worried parents from all walks of life. She was happy - finally happy with her life.
She wanted a baby.
Okay, so not what I was expecting, Callie thought to herself.
"You what?" she mumbled out.
Arizona beams at the dumbfounded look on Callie's face.
"I want another baby." She smiles, practically glowing, at the brunette.
"Why are you telling me this?" She asks, terribly confused, but also slightly hopeful.
She hadn't thought about a baby since the day she walked away from her marriage. Okay, that was a lie. She thought about it all the time, but she hadn't thought about it since she was with Arizona.
When she ran into that bathroom, and she saw the pregnancy test, she had been overcome with the most profound happiness. She had only ever felt that happiness one other time in her life, and it was when she found out about Sofia. And when they had lost the baby, she had been devastated.
The next time they talked about having another child, she got so excited at the thought of having another baby. When she found out she couldn't carry, it had crushed her; and she understood why Arizona didn't want to have the baby. Losing a child, in any way, was soul destroying. So when surrogacy became an option, she jumped right in, feet first.
When Arizona told her about the fellowship, she started to lose hope. And when she cornered the blonde at the surrogacy clinic, she knew she was a bitch about it. She knew the baby was the last ditch attempt at keeping them together, and she knew it would never work, so Arizona choosing the fellowship was like a saving grace in a way.
She got to be free and was finally content with her life. But she still wanted a baby.
So when the blonde appeared before her declaring that she wanted a baby, she couldn't help but be a little hopeful.
Arizona couldn't help but giggle at the brunette.
"Oh, Calliope... I think you know."