A/N: This is basically me trying to process just what the hell happened with Calzona during 11x05. Honestly, there is just so many circumstances that played a huge role in the make or break factor of their relationship that sometimes I just want to go back and have myself write the missing scenes that I have needed so much- and can't get in Grey's because it is an ensemble cast, and I suppose everyone should have a SL. But, going back to 11x05 I guess the pessimist in me was expecting something like what happened to go down, but the optimistic part of me was rooting for them to make it work and prove the pessimist part of me wrong. I know, for a pessimist- I'm pretty optimistic.
So, this story/chapter was born out of my devotion to Calzona, obviously, but also from DreamGirls. I was watching that movie before I started writing this and apparently everything now reminds me of Callie and Arizona. Isn't it sad how much more damaging these two are to me that my own relationship(s). Not cool Shonda & Co. Anyway, in watching the movie I kinda wished that these two characters went at it as fiercely and intensely as Effie White, in general, and Curtis. There is this one scene where they break out in song with It's All Over and I'm Not Going and I would think that when you're fighting for someone to stay- you fight for them like or...idk at least I would. But in the grande scheme of it- I hope like hell that they do find their way to each other. Chuck and Blair did! Lastly, the name of the fic was inspired by Miranda Lambert's & Keith Urban's We Were Us and the chapter of course you already know.
Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy or any of its characters. It/they belong to Shonda Rhimes and/or abc. This story is just meant for entertainment purposes and I am not making any profit out of it nor do I intend to. It's just a hobby.
It's All Over
"Her [Him] that I love, I wish to be free - even from me."
-Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Arizona couldn't believe what had just transpired during their latest therapy session, to say that she was completely rendered speechless was a huge understatement. She couldn't even form words to counter argue Callie's present reasons, not that Callie would have given her a chance to anyway and it's part of what angered Arizona the most. Callie was making yet another decision that affected them both, Sofia and their relationship- and this time, Arizona wasn't going to idly stand by as she watched them sink- she'd force them to swim.
"Callie!" Arizona voiced more audibly than the time before. Her steps faltering and uneven, but her determination fully in tact as she followed in pursuit of her wife; who hurriedly paced a short distance ahead of her. "Callie, stop! Talk to me!"
Callie felt the moisture filling up in her eyes again as she caught the hint of desperation laced in Arizona's angered tone. She breathed shakily, dreading the prospect of a new confrontation with her spouse- but knowing it imminent, even in her lame attempts to postpone it.
Shaking herself from the silent reverie, Callie removed her bag from her shoulder and felt her way around in search of the vehicle keys, muttering inaudible obscenities under her breath for having to literally feel her way through the entire contents of her purse. Sighing in defeat; just as she was about to give into Arizona's request, her fingers latched to the metal keys and hastily pulled them out.
Fumbling with the keys in her right hand, Callie swung the purse back onto her shoulder while fighting back unshed tears and forcefully shoving the key into the lock when out of nowhere, Arizona's hand darted out to stop her causing Callie to blink furiously, her surprise taking with it any threat or trace of tears.
"What the hell was that?" She demanded and Callie's breath hitched in her throat with Arizona's tight grip, fingers curling roughly into her arm. Her grasp was strong, probably even more than Arizona intended, and she held on when out of reflex Callie tried to free herself. "You blindsided me in there! How could you do this to me? To us?"
Arizona raked her mind for answers, but came up short of a response. She needed Callie to fill in the blank spaces. "Damn it! Say something, Callie!" She huffed in exasperation, failing to keep Callie's gaze.
"I need you to explain," Arizona pleaded anxiously, searching her face for something, but Callie did her best to look away. "Yesterday, and quite arguably throughout this whole thirty day separation, you felt differently- and we both know it. So what's changed? Because you say 'a separation is the first step to divorce' an-an-and how 'we need more time together' and 'not apart' because that's how we make things work, right?"
Hearing Arizona's plea pulled at Callie's heartstrings though her entire body screamed at her to detach herself from Arizona and leave, but she wouldn't- not in Arizona's frantic state. She deserved more than that and she was going to give her as much.
Reaching for Arizona's hand Callie gently, but coercively, began prying Arizona from her grip around her arm. Her own hand just as quickly releasing Arizona from her hold, watching briefly as it dejectedly fell back to her side. She inhaled slowly and deeply, sparing a quick glance in Arizona's direction that proved to be damaging to Callie's train of thought. Her mind went blank as she tried to think of a way to make Arizona let her go. This was going to be painful- for both of them.
P.s. If there is any grammatical errors I apologize in advance- I did spell check it and everything seemed to be in order. Also, the next chapter I foresee to be a lot lengthier..? I'm kinda gonna start it now and from previous writing I do write more than this...probably cause I scrutinize every detail- and because I get so inspired by music and I always fall for the complicated, dark and twisty characters, so when I put that together it makes for a beautiful combination. Anyway yeah...happy reading! xo -A
TBC...
