Disclaimer: You guys know the drill. None of the characters used in this fic belong to me, yahdah, yahdah, yah, Shonda Rhimes yahdah, yah, abc. Yahdah, yah, don't sue me.

AN: I probably shouldn't be starting a new fic, but this was stuck in my head and I needed to get it out. I wrote it quickly , so all mistakes are mine. Hope you like it.

Chapter 1

One month. 4 weeks. 28 days. That's how long they've been apart. It didn't feel real, not to them—not to anyone who knew them, but it was. When Arizona took and put that last box with her things in it into the backseat of her car, that made it real. When she wrapped her fingers around the heart shaped pendant that rested so comfortably on her chest, and snatched it off, successfully popping the necklace that it was attached to, that sealed the deal. They were broken up, and for real this time. I mean, 672 hours and some change, that makes it real, right?

They still loved each other. Five and a half years together is a long time. It doesn't matter how many horrible things were said or how many awful names they called each other or even the 40,320..40,321..40,322 seconds that they've been broken up, that long—when you love someone the way these two ladies love each other and for that long, it doesn't just go away.

That lovely stage when they hate each other's guts was where they were now, though. Avoiding one another, handing off cases to their colleagues so that they wouldn't have to work together, trash talking and all of that childish stuff, that's where they were 4 weeks after the '"Whatever, we're over!" "About fucking time!"' argument.

Both women were on edge around one another, and the fact that they had to see each other 3 hours ago when Arizona came and got the last of her things had them even more on edge.

"Good afternoon, Dr. Torres." The young nurse said as Callie handed him the chart in her hand.

"Good afternoon Nurse Dan." she smiled politely, and started towards the elevator before the Nurse could start a conversation. Callie wasn't in a good mood. She didn't feel good and she got some conflicting news earlier that morning. She knew that, today, she had the potential to snap on anyone for no reason at all, and Nurse Dan was a pretty nice guy who didnt deserve her crap.

Stepping onto the elevator, her pager sounded. Looking down, she saw that it was a 911 to the ER. When the elevator opened, she sprinted in the direction of the ER.

"Hunt!" she called when she got down there.

"Trauma room 4!" her told her as he tended to an older lady.

'Please be over 18, please be over 18' is what Callie repeated in her head as she made her way to trauma room 4. She had something important to talk to Arizona about, but she could do that later and it wouldn't take long. Working with her would, though, and she didn't feel like that today.

Pulling the curtain open, she had to restrain from sucking her teeth when she saw an older kid on the gurney, and her ex-girlfriend checking his eyes.

"Hi, I'm Dr. Robbins, this is Nurse Stephanie," Arizona said, pointing to the nurse behind her "She's going to put an IV in your arm, is that okay?" receiving a quick nod, she continued talking, purposely forgetting to introduce Callie. "Can you tell me your name?" she asked.

"Ah—Teej—Ow, T.J., I'm T.J." the kid said in between grunts of pain. It was obvious that he was in pain, but he was handling it quite well. Aside form the grunts of pain, he was talking fine which was helpful.

"Can you tell me how old you are?" Callie asked, carefully examining the boy's shoulder.

"Ah, four—ah!—teen. Fourteen"

"Okay, do you remember what happened?" Arizona asked next.

"I was in a car accident. Ahh!" he screamed when Callie touched his knee. "Shit!— Crap, I mean crap!" He said as she continued to examine it as gently as possible.

Callie chuckled a bit at the teen's language, "It's okay, T.J., you're being really brave and I know that it hurts, I'm really sorry. I'm almost done, alright?"

"My—my parents, and Abby? Are—they o-okay?" he asked Callie. She wanted to reassure the boy, but had no clue what he was talking about.

"Yeah," Arizona stepped in, "They're okay. Your dad and your sister, Abby are out in the waiting room, and your mom has a few cuts that need to be looked at, but she'll be okay. They're all waiting for you to get better, okay?" Arizona told the boy, clearly calming his nerves.

"Okay." he whispered

Callie caught her self starring in awe at how easily Arizona calmed the kid and it gave her a warm feeling. She quickly pushed those thoughts away and continued to work on the teen.

"""

15 minutes later, Callie was washing her hands in the scrub room and, as fate would have it, Arizona walked in.

It was silent at first until both women felt like they would suffocate in the tension.

"We need to talk." Callie said.

"Talk about what? There's nothing to talk about." Arizona snapped back, never taking her eyes off of washing her hands.

"Seriously, Arizona. It's important, we need to talk." Callie tried again.

"No, Callie," Arizona started, "What we need to do is go in there and fix this boy's knee and clavicle, that's what we need to do. But talk? Yeah, we can do without that." Arizona finished.

"Arizona," Callie said, still calm, "It's impor—"

"You know what, I don't even need to be here for this. Everything on him is fine except for the two broken bones. You can do that with out me, carpenter." Arizona said, before she stormed out of the scrub room leaving a shocked Callie.

In Callie's eyes, that last comment was basically an insult to the work that she does and Arizona knew that. It left Callie almost shaking in anger. Taking a few deep breaths, she washed her hands over to calm down more. She wouldn't stress herself out. She couldn't.

After the incident with Callie, Arizona was heated. Sure, Callie only wanted to talk, but how dare she ask anything of Arizona? Besides, there was nothing to talk about. As far as Arizona was concerned, everything was laid on the table and that's how they got where they were now.

She needed to get out, and so for lunch, that's exactly what Arizona did. She went to her new apartment, which wasn't far from the hospital, heated up some leftovers and ate there.

"""

When she got back to the hospital, all she had was an Appy and then she was free to go home…or to Joe's. 'Crap' Arizona thought when she reached for her phone and realized that it was still on her coffee table.

Walking to her office to fill out some charts before her Appy, she saw Callie sitting on the couch through the glass window.

"What the hell are you doing in my office? Get out—how did you even get in?" Arizona freaks before the door even closes.

"Uhh, you gave me a key four and a half years ago." Callie say plainly.

"Callie, I will call security on your ass if you—"

"No you won't." Callie challenged.

"Oh, you think I won't?" Arizona asked with raised eyebrow, picking up the phone.

"Seriously, Arizona, I have to talk to you and it's important. I really want us to sit down and talk like two adults but we really can't with you acting like a—"

"Hello, Rod? …Yes, hi...oh, you know, same 'ole, same 'ole…No just someone in my office who is refusing to leave…yeah, that'll be great." Arizona said hanging up the phone.

"Arizona, I really can't believe that you just called security on me. How old are you? Grow up." Callie said, fed up now.

"Oh, you grow—"

'KNOCK, KNCOK, KNOCK'

"Come—"

The door opened before Arizona even got a chance to finish her sentence.

"Dr. Robbins," the panicked interned started, "Jan—her app—Janet's appendix rup—ruptured!" she finally got out.

"What?" Arizona asked, not really as a question, but more as a reaction. "Call OR 2, tell them we're coming!" Running out of her office, she left Callie alone once again.

"Did someone call for security?" an older man asked a few seconds later, poking his head in Arizona's office.

Looking up at him, Callie rolled her eyes and, without another word, left Arizona's office and left the hospital. Crossing the street to her apartment, she sighed. 'No Joe's tonight. Or for a while.' she thought to herself as she entered her apartment building.

"""

When the surgery was finally over, Arizona changed into her clothes and made her way out into the cool Seattle air. To get to her new apartment, she had to pass her old one. The one where Callie lives. The one they had their last kiss. The one that holds so many memories of happy times. Shaking her head of that, Arizona continued on.

When she got in the house, she picked up her forgotten phone, looking at the time, it was 10:30 on the dot.

6 missed calls.

2 voice mails.

4 new text messages.

Arizona made a face, as she tapped the screen to see the missed calls.

Cal

Cal

Teddy

Mom

Cal

Cal

Teddy

Next was the voice mails.

"First unheard message received at 10:03pm" the machine said "Wooooo! Arizoooooona! We're at Joe's are you coming?…..Oh yeah, it's me….Teddy!" The first was from a drunken Teddy. Arizona contemplated deleting it, but decided against it thinking it'll be funny to let Teddy hear it later.

The second one was from Callie. Arizona waited before listening. "Second unheard message received at 10:12pm" Arizona listened to the machine again, "Arizona, I've called you two times already, this is ridiculous. I really need to talk to you. Call me back." Arizona pressed 7 as soon as the message was over. "Message deleted."

Arizona then looked at the text messages.

Carly- Hey, little cousin. Your mom told me about Callie. If you need yo talk, I'm here. 6:40pm

Arizona smiled at the thoughtfulness of her older cousin. She didn't want to talk, though. At least not about Callie

Teddy- Arizona, we're all going to Joe's if you want to come over. 8:58pm

Teddy- Still here if you're coming. 9:32pm

The last text message was from Callie, and Arizona thought about deleting it without even reading it, but something made her open it.

Cal- Arizona, I really didn't want to do it like this, but you won't talk to me. I've called you a bunch of times and you won't answer and I don't know what else to do. You text like a teenager, so I know that you're going to read this. Again, I didn't want to tell you like this, Arizona, but I'm pregnant. 10:26pm

Arizona sat in silence for a few seconds. To say that she was confused was an understatement of epic proportions. They took the test. A week before they broke up, they sat in the batroom and took the test. It was negative. That ship came and went, so why was Callie telling her this? Was she telling her to hurt her? To let Arizona know that she's moved on?

Before she could even think straight, Arizona found herself texting Callie back, hurt and anger dripping from her pores.

Umm, you're telling me this because…?

Up the street and around the corner, Callie's heart sank as she read the message. How could Arizona say this to her? How could she act like this?

She couldn't even find the courage to text back in fear of what Arizona might write next and so she put her phone on her night stand and tried to fall asleep, willing the tears to stay at bay.

A/N: Wha'd yall think? It'll be explained more in the next chapter if anybody is a bit confused.