This is my first Calzona fic. Hope you all enjoy.

Prologue

Surveying the room, she held the tears at bay as she packed everything up into a couple of boxes. What had started out as a good day was quickly becoming one of the worst for Arizona Robbins. In the back of her mind she knew it was going to end up this way, but she had really hoped she was wrong. That somehow, everything would work out differently.

The blonde studied the room, memorizing every detail of the place that had come to feel like home. It was the very room where she had fallen in love with Calliope Torres, the woman she could see loving for the rest of her life.

That was why she had to leave. She wanted Callie to be happy. She couldn't keep her from having what she wanted.

Carrying the boxes carefully back out into the living room, she found Callie still on the couch, wiping the tears from her eyes. Setting the boxes down next to the door, she walked back and pulled the Latina into her arms, hugging her tightly.

"I'm so sorry," Callie cried.

"No, I'm the one that's sorry. Sorry I can't be who you need," Arizona whispered back, placing a kiss into Callie's dark hair.

"I love you."

Pulling back, Arizona cupped Callie's face in her hands, pulling her closer and kissing her deeply. "I love you, too. So much. I'll never stop." Not wanting to make it any worse, she placed a final kiss on Callie's lips before making her way out of the apartment. She didn't allow the tears to fall until the door was closed behind her.

It wasn't raining for once, so she decided to walk the three blocks to the apartment she hadn't set foot in for months. Not only was Callie's apartment more convenient, being so close to the hospital. It had felt like home from the moment she had first stepped in it, something her drab apartment never had.

Balancing the two, office size boxes in one hand, she used the other to try and unlock her door. The silence inside that waited her on the other side, was almost unbearable. The air felt stale and unwelcoming. She wanted nothing more than to turn around and go back to her lover, well ex-lover and tell her she changed her mind. She'd have a baby with her if it meant they could be together. But she couldn't do that.

Setting the boxes down on the small kitchen table, she plopped down into a chair and covered her face with her hands, wiping the tears as they fell. Why couldn't she just be normal and want kids like most women? And why did she have to fall so deeply in love with Callie Torres, only to have it fall?

Going through the motions, Arizona kicked off her pants, and made quick work of her shirt as she wandered towards the bathroom. Flipping the water on, she left if it to warm up, while she went in search of the shampoo and conditioner she'd brought with her from Callie's. Holding them in one hand, she checked the water temperature before stepping the rest of the way out of her clothing and into the shower. With her face turned into the spray, she let it wash away the tears that wouldn't stop. Long after the water had grown cold, she stood there letting it all fall around her.

Stepping out, she dried herself off, not bothering to change into anything before crashing into bed. It too felt unwelcoming without another warm body beside her. Callie's bed always smelled like her, and that made it easier for Arizona to sleep even when Callie wasn't home. But now, being home, and in this bed, reminded her of sleeping in a dirty motel.

After hours of tossing and turning, she finally fell asleep, with tears still moist on her cheeks. She dreamt of Spain, running on a beach with Callie in a skimpy bikini, of happier times they'd shared, and a future she would no longer have.

~CA~

Long after Arizona closed the door behind her, Callie still sat where she was on the couch, hoping that maybe, just maybe the perky blonde would change her mind and come back. She lost track of time as she stared at the door, hoping it would open back up and her lover would walk towards her telling her they'd work it out somehow. She'd never loved anyone the way she loved Arizona and she couldn't believe it was going to end like this.

Finally conceding that she'd waited long enough, she trudged into her bedroom and crashed into her bed, not bothering to even undress. Curling into her covers, she realized how empty the bed felt without Arizona there with her. The tears came again as she slipped into slumber.

The next day at work Callie went straight to the Ortho floor and didn't venture out. She skipped lunch, too afraid to run into Arizona- or any of her friends and she'd have to explain what happened. She wasn't scheduled for any surgeries so it was easy to lock herself up in the lab and work on her research some more.

As the day wore on a few residents had made their way into the lab asking them if she needed any help. She sent them away quickly, not wanting to offer them the chance to see that something was wrong with her. There was a part of her that hope that her and Arizona could work this out before anyone had to know. But deep down, she couldn't stop herself from believing this might very well be the end for them.

~CA~

Arizona made her way down to the cafeteria, hoping she'd catch even a glimpse of Callie. She wasn't used to going all day without seeing her. She'd been with Callie almost as long as she'd been working in this hospital. It seemed weird not to try and find a moment to meet up in an on-call room and steal a kiss. And, more often than not, a whole lot more.

She was obviously avoiding her though, since Arizona hadn't seen her all day. She couldn't blame her, but she couldn't deny wanting to just be able to look at her again. The light that was always in Callie's eyes wouldn't be there though, she knew that. She'd crushed the other woman's dreams with her, when she couldn't accept what Callie needed. And now both their hearts were broken.

She just hoped that, in time, they could at least be friends. Calliope wasn't just her girlfriend, she'd been her best friend too. They'd shared so much of their lives in the short time they were together, she was praying that wouldn't all be wasted.

After purchasing her lunch she headed over to a table currently occupied by several other attendings and sat down between Mark and Teddy, directly across from Owen. She couldn't pay attention to the conversation around her though, her eyes were too busy scanning the room, looking for one face in particular.

"Hey, blondie, you okay?" Mark asked Arizona, pulling her out of her thoughts. "You've been awfully quiet and that's just not normal."

"Yeah, I'm fine," she answered flatly. "Anybody seen Callie?" she asked the group before she could even think about it. They all gave her negative responses, making her feel even more miserable.

"You haven't seen her? Did you two get into a fight or something?" Mark tried to get out of her, finding it weird that Arizona of all people was asking them about Callie.

"Um, something like that," she answered quickly, not ready to explain what was going on. Even though they'd broken up the night before, she wasn't sure what they were going to be telling people. Excusing herself, realizing she was no longer hungry, she stood up and threw her food in the trash, making her way back to the PEDS floor.

She thought about taking a detour and heading over to Ortho, but thought better of it. Maybe she should just give Callie the space she obviously wanted. It was probably for the best if they didn't see each other for awhile anyway, it would make it easier to move on.

But she didn't really want to move on.