The idea for this fic has been in my head for months. I've literally written three (slightly) different versions. Finally, I decided to post this one.

It is a slightly different take on the events of Season 7. Arizona returned from Africa and Callie was pregnant. What if it took more for Arizona to realize that this really could work? It is Calzona, I promise. However, their relationship is not in a great place for the first few chapters, even if they are both still clearly in love with each other. Sometimes things can't be perfect or easy, but it will work out somehow.

Thanks for reading.

"Why do tiny people have to break bones?" Callie asked Mark as they ran into each other in the hall at work.

"Because they think they're just like superheroes, so they jump off of the furniture and try to fly?"

"I wasn't being literal," she told him with an eye roll.

"I know," he said. "Need a chaperone?"

"Yeah, cause that'll make it so much less awkward," she answered. "Ex-girlfriend, me, and my baby daddy all in one room."

Callie placed a hand on her rounding belly. At twenty-three weeks pregnant, she was definitely showing now and she felt like she was always throwing her pregnancy in Arizona's face. Working with her was becoming more and more difficult.

"Just go do your job, Torres," he told her. "That's all you can do."

She drew a deep breath. "I know," she said.

"Robbins could have paged somebody else from Ortho. She didn't because, even if it's awkward, she knows you're the best. So go fix the kid."

"Is it bad that I wonder how things would be if I wasn't pregnant?" she asked, as she felt their little one move within her. "I feel like a really bad mom for thinking that, but I can't help it."

"You're not a bad mom," he told her. "Bad moms don't obsess over child psychology books and take parenting classes even though they're good with babies. And no, it's not bad that you wonder. I wonder the same thing about Lexie. But the important thing is that we've put Baby first. And we love him even if we miss our girls."

Callie smiled. Somehow her best friend always said the right thing. They may not have been a couple, but he was the biggest support she had these days and she was so grateful for him. He was right. They loved this baby and that was the most important thing. Wondering how things could have been didn't mean she didn't want this baby. She had always wanted a baby. This was her dream come true. She just wished Arizona could still be a part of that dream, too.

"Him, huh?"

"We both know it's a boy."

"We don't know, though," she said.

"Because somebody wouldn't find out," he replied. "We both think it's a boy. Why not just find out? It's not like we wouldn't be just as happy with a girl."

"You're not getting me to budge, Mark," she said.

"Fine," he said. "Hey, I heard a name I like today."

"What is it?"

"Max."

"My best friend in high school had a dog named Max," she said. "It's a dog's name."

"Is not."

"We'll talk tonight," she said. "You, me, the baby name book, and a pint of that super chocolatey ice cream. Sound good?"

"It's a date," he smiled.

"Don't say the 'd' word," she said.

"I was kidding," he replied. "It's not a date. That's the lamest date ever."

"Lamest?" she asked. "Is that even a word? Apparently I'll be helping with all the English homework, Dad."

"It so is. Whatever," he said. "You have bones to go fix."

"That I do," she nodded.

"What are you saying?" Callie asked her girlfriend.

"I…" Arizona paused.

"You what?" she asked. "You're breaking up with me? Again? Arizona, nothing's changed. When you came back and I told you I was pregnant, you decided to be a part of my plan. We're making it work."

"It's not working for me, though."

"I can't cut Mark out of all of this," she said. "He's –"

"I know what he is," she said. "Trust me, I'm never, ever gonna be able to forget that part."

"Arizona, I can't apologize for this," she said. "I feel really bad that this has been hard for you, but I can't tell you I'm sorry it happened. I just can't."

"I know you're gonna be such a good mom, and I know you want this baby so badly. I know Mark does, too. I've been trying here. I've wanted more than anything to just accept that. That all three of us can be in this. That I can be Mommy. But I can't…I feel like I don't belong here. You, Mark, and this kid are the family and I'm just that annoying person who wants so badly to be involved, but I just don't fit."

"You fit."

"Calliope…"

"Arizona, you fit," she said. "What is it that makes you think you don't?" she asked.

"What is it that you think should make me feel like I do?" she asked. "It's your baby. It's Mark's baby. I walk in here last night and Mark's talking to your belly."

"I'll talk to him," she said. "I mean, he wants to be involved, but I think he can live without talking to my belly. He doesn't have to –"

"I've never talked to your belly," she said. "Yeah, I saw the heartbeat and we had a moment and I thought of that baby as mine, but I don't do anything like that."

"You don't have to talk –"

"Excited moms do that kind of thing."

"Arizona –"

"I've tried to change my mindset," she said. "I've tried to think of it as my kid. I really have. And I still think that that's the most beautiful baby I've ever seen on an ultrasound. But I think that because you're its mom. Not because I am. I've been fooling myself. I just…I don't feel what you and Sloan feel. I thought I did, but I don't."

"It'll come," Callie said, officially crying now. "When this baby's born, it'll come. So you don't feel connected to what? My stomach? No big deal."

"And if it doesn't come, then what?" she asked. "I don't think it's fair that this baby know me if I'm just gonna end up leaving. I might as well…"

"You regretted leaving before."

"That was different," she said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "That was when I thought –"

"I love you," she told her. "Arizona, please."

"I love you, too," she said, as tears ran down her cheeks as well. "But I just can't do this."

"Please, don't," Callie replied as Arizona pulled her into a hug.

"You take care of yourself, okay? And I hope one day you find somebody who does feel like that's their baby. Because you deserve that. So does that baby."

"Thank you," Arizona said, breaking the awkward silence between her and Callie as they scrubbed out after the little boy's surgery that had forced them to be in the same operating room for almost five hours.

It wasn't that they were angry with each other or anything like that. Those feelings had come up, but they were quickly replaced by feelings of simply missing each other. They didn't really talk because they didn't know what to say. They wanted to know what was going on in each other's lives because they wanted to be sure that the other one was okay. At the same time, the last thing they wanted was to know what was going on in each other's lives.

"Just doing my job," Callie said, willing herself to share a friendly smile with her ex.

"Still," she replied. "I appreciate it."

"Do you need me for anything post-op or…?"

"Go home," she said. "You've been on your feet all day. Take care of yourself."

"I'm okay."

"Well, good," she smiled. "But it's fine. He's my patient."

"Okay."

Silence fell over the moment once again. Both women were looking at each other, but neither one knew what to say.

"I hate this," Callie said.

"Me too."

"We could be friends."

"In order to actually just be friends, we can't still have feelings for each other."

"Why are we doing this, Arizona? You're just admitting you still have feelings for me and then that's it? So I'm having a baby. And maybe you don't feel bonded to it. You'll have its whole life for that to come."

"And Mark?"

"Mark's always going to be my friend," she replied. "And he'll be a big part of our lives. But I'm not in love with Mark."

"You're sure?"

"Absolutely," she said. "Arizona, you're so good with kids. I know you could love this kid. And it would adore you."

"Don't make this harder than it needs to be."

"I won't if you won't," she said.