So this is my attempt at the unthinkable/LOL/ a Mark/Arizona pairing. Mark is still a manwhore and Arizona is still a lesbian but I think we will just see what happens after Callie doesn't survive the accident.
The Irony of it All
It was raining again and sky was full of angry dark clouds. Everyone stood stoically at in the downpour, umbrellas straining against the whipping wind. The priest droned on about Callie being in a better place but no one truly believed it. Arizona took in the scene as if she were watching it from a out of body experience. The whole hospital practically turned up for the funeral. Callie's immediate family was in attendance, Carlos silently crying as his wife sat with a sad yet grim expression on her face. Arizona still recalled the scathing words from the woman when she arrived in Seattle.
"My daughter is dead because of you and sick lifestyle!" She hissed. Carlos had to restrain his wife from physically assaulting the blonde.
Arizona blinked away the tears that were falling down her cheeks as she shook her head free of the memory. She focused back on the mahogany casket that was being lowered into the ground. Her Calliope was dead and buried now and somehow she couldn't stop thinking if only she had just said no to the whole damn trip.
Time passed so quickly that Arizona hadn't heard the many weeping people shuffle past her back to their cars, to their lives. She hadn't heard the grounds men finish burying the casket and leave. She was literally frozen in the spot, in the rain, her heart shattering into a million unfixable pieces.
"We should leave now, the sun is going down"
Arizona turned, still in a daze her eyes fell upon Mark Sloans drawn pale face. He was shaking from the chill of rain soaked clothing and his eyes were red rimmed. "You're still here" she said more of statement than anything else.
"I –I don't want to go home without-I don't know what to do now" He stammered, eyes filling with unshed tears again. "And I didn't want to leave you here alone"
The blonde shook her head slightly; her hair was plastered to her head as she had long since abandoned her umbrella. "The baby" she whispered.
"He's still alive and fighting" Mark said hoarsely with a hint of smile.
"Good, he's two pounds, 1 oz of strong just like his mama" she whispered to herself.
"Come home with me Arizona" Mark said simply
The blonde raised her eyebrow in suspicion. "Mark-"
"I don't want to be alone and I know you don't want to go back to that apartment. So come home with me and then will go see our baby" he said with a hitch in his voice. "Callie would want that"
"Im' nothing Mark" Arizona said quietly her blue eyes burning a hole into his blue grey one's. "I'm the person that killed his mama. I'm nothing" she said as more tears fell down her face.
"You are the person who saved his life and you're all he has" Mark said gently pushing a wet lock of hair out of her face. "You are all I got now Robbins and I don't know if I can do this without you"
Arizona nodded mutely before glancing back at the freshly covered grave of Calliope Torres. "I always love you" she whispered.
Mark's hand encompassed hers and the pair trudged off only to disappear in the rainy mist.