AN: Hi, to those of you who have seen my other work, I killed it. It wasn't what I had envisioned so I axed it. So this is what I'm going to try now. Please don't hate me. Anyway, this chapter is semi-canon. But the rest of the story will be me. I am looking for a Beta so if you're out there looking for someone to Beta here I am. Come to Mama. Okay well without further ado.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Grey's Characters, they belong to Shonda Rhimes and ABC. Also any direct quotes are borrowed. This is for enjoyment not profit.

"We're screaming at each other in the middle of an airport, we're already over."

The words Callie dreaded hearing stuck with her. All she could hear was Arizona's voice inside her head as she rode back to the building she used to live in. Of course she hadn't wanted to go to Malawi. Everything she wanted was right here. She had a best friend, a great job, and a great work family. Dr. Webber had plans for her. Whatever those plans were, Callie needed to know what Webber had planned. She built bones from titanium rods, cartilage from nothing. She was a god. A mother fucking Ortho god, a hot commodity. "Ma'am, we're here." The cab driver said waking Callie from her thoughts. "Oh, yeah. Thanks." Callie said distantly. She handed the cab driver the fair and got out of the cab with her luggage.

Slowly she walked towards the elevator that would take her up to her old apartment. The one that she and Arizona had just sublettered, once she was up on the fifth floor she trudged over to 502 and looked at the door to the apartment she and Arizona used to share. Tears began to fall freely from the Latina's face. She turned to away from the door that led to rooms that held so many happy memories, and turned to Mark Sloan's door. Slowly Callie raised her fist to knock on the door, weakly she let her fist connect with the door. She heard Mark on the other side of the door, "Who the hell is coming over at this time of night." Mark opened the door to an almost bawling Callie.

"What are you doing here Torres? I thought you and Blondie were going to Africa..?" Mark asked as he took Callie into his arms. "I-It's over Mark.. Sh-she went without me." Callie sobbed into Mark's shoulder. "Can I stay with you until I can buy out the subletters in my old apartment?" Callie asked. Of course Mark wasn't going to say no. He shook his head yes. "Callie, honey, let me get some blanket and a pillow. I'll take the couch. You can have my bed." Callie sobbed as Mark led her to the bathroom. "Here, get in the shower, take your time. I'll be here when you're done." Mark said.

He helped Callie out of her clothes and turned on the water. "Here you go. Now I'll be in the living room when you're done." And with that Mark left the bathroom. Callie stepped into the shower and let the water run over her body as she let sobs take over her body. The one person she truly loved was gone.

After she was done in the shower she got dressed in Mark's robe and walked out into the living room where she had left her suitcase after entering Mark's apartment. "How are you feeling?" Mark asked her as she dragged her suitcase across the apartment. "Meh…" Callie said as she took her stuff into Mark's bedroom. Shutting the door behind her, she put on a University of Florida t-shirt and a pair of old sweats and walked back out into Mark's living room and sat on the couch with him.

"I can't believe it Mark, she left me in the airport. We started fighting about how I didn't want to go to Africa so she told me to stay here and be happy, and she'll go and be happy. But as you can tell, I'm NOT HAPPY! The one thing that made me happy is now thousands of miles away on her way fucking Africa. That's crap. I guess I love you really means, I love you but I don't love you enough to stay in the same country as you."

Callie started to cry again. "Callie.. Sleep it off, we'll go into the hospital tomorrow and talk to Webber about your job." Mark told her. All of the sudden, Callie had her lips on Mark's. "Mark, I need this, just this once. Please." Mark wasn't bound to object, he was single after the last Lexie fiasco. Mark pressed his lips back to Callie's. And within seconds they were both naked. "Mm. Callie, bed. Now." Mark said in between kisses. With that he took Callie into his bedroom. "Oh my god Mark..." Callie moaned as Mark placed kisses down from her collarbone, to her breasts. Callie needed this to get her mind off of Arizona.

Mark swiftly entered two fingers into Callie's mound immediately causing Callie to moan out loud. There was no pain in hiding the fact that Mark knew how to press her buttons and he could do it perfectly. Mark almost took her to the edge and then pulled his fingers out. "N-no. Mark." Mark slipped inside of her with the full intent of making her forget who Arizona Robbins was.

Arizona was on her way to Malawi, leaving the life that she had behind. She left the life she wished for herself behind. She hoped in some way that Callie would understand eventually. Maybe she should email her, or write her a letter. But Arizona knew that would be no good. It was just going to rip the wound open again. The blonde decided that she needed to focus on what was ahead of her. Rather than think about Callie for another moment. Arizona put her headphones and let Snow Patrol's New York fill her ears.

"If you were here beside me instead of in New York,
If the curve of you was curved on me
I'd tell you that I loved you before I even knew you,
Cause I loved the simple thought of you.
If our hearts are never broken and there's no joy in the mending
There's so much this hurt can teach us both
There's distance and there's silence, your words have never left me
They're the prayer that I say every day…."

With tears streaming down her face, Arizona closed her eyesand prayed to God that Callie's face wouldn't show up in her dreams.

Three Years Later

Arizona was excited to be back in the United States, after three years of Malawi she was ready to work at Seattle Grace Mercy West. She rode the elevator up to the Chiefs office. On her way up she ran into Owen Hunt. "Dr. Hunt! Hey, it's great to see you. Congratulations on Chief." The perky blonde said. Owen took her into a big hug and said, "Dr. Robbins, welcome back. We're glad to have you back; I hate to say a lot has changed since you left. But hopefully it won't be too much for you to handle. Dr. Karev is now your Peds fellow. He's pumped that you're back."

Hunt handed Arizona her photo ID, and shook her hand. "With that Dr. Robbins, I welcome you back and have to go. Chiefly duties call." Owen gave her his best smile and continued down the hall. Arizona made her way to the Attending's Lounge. On her way she ran into Meredith with a little girl. "Grey! You and Derek!? You adopted baby! Ah, that's exciting. Who do we have here!?" Arizona asked. The little girl in Meredith's arms smiled and said "ZOLA!" Arizona laughed. "What a cutie! Well, I'll see you later Grey." Arizona said and started back down the hall to the lounge.

When she reached the lounge she opened the door to see Callie and Mark Sloan talking. "Mark, it's your turn to babysit Sofia. I have a date tonight with Dr. Matthews tonight. Lexie loves Sofia. It'll work out perfectly. I'll be back tonight around eleven. I promise you, I'll take her tomorrow." Arizona stood shocked in the door way. Who was Sofia, and why was Mark watching her? "Hey guys." Arizona said timidly. Callie and Mark looked over at her. "Oh hell no. HELL NO." Callie said. "Mark, you'll pick Sofia up?" Mark shook his head yes. And with that, Callie stormed out of the lounge. "Well I guess I shouldn't be surprised… Mark, if I may, who's Sofia?" Arizona said to Mark. Mark looked at her, wanting to dislike her but the perky blonde made it difficult. "Blondie, nothing should surprise you. Callie and I had a kid Arizona. That's who Sofia is." Mark replied.

Arizona felt the bile rise in the back of her throat. Sofia.. A daughter. Mark Sloan's baby?