A/N: So I published this story back in late June, but I opened an account to publish late at night and I forgot the password. Even with sending a 'forgotten password' request numerous times, the site hasn't sent me an email to change password so finally fed up, I just made a new account. Sorry for any confusion and if it seems familiar, I didn't steal this story it is mine just under a different username.

Title: Sticks and Stones
Author: Kat Richeal
Rating: T
Pairing: Callie Torres, Arizona Robbins
Summary: "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me." Obviously they've never met Arizona Robbins.

A/N: So I know that there are a lot of post 9x24 fics out there concerning Arizona and Callie and mine can just get added to the pile. I started writing this mainly because I'm bored stiff at work with nothing to do and well I just started writing. Not sure if characters are in … well character and if they aren't I apologize. I'm not a professional writer and there is probably a lot to be desired from my writing, but this is my first fanfic so if you can be nice or if you feel like saying something mean, just twist it a little into constructive criticism. Thanks -Kat Richeal

Part 1

"Apparently, I lost you." Callie said softly and Arizona watched as her wife's eyes turned hard and a wall went up.

They both stood there, staring at each other until Callie took a step to leave.

"Callie-" Arizona spoke softly trying to grab her wrist.

"No!" Callie cut her off and jerked away, "Just don't. God, I'm so stupid." She said with a humorless laugh, "You put on a good show. I mean you had everyone fooled, maybe even yourself a little bit."

"I didn't-"

"Please, you've never forgiven me and so you've been what? Silently hating me?"

"I thought…mostly I was okay. I was dealing with it."

"Fake it till you make it, right?" Callie asked her with anger.

"That's not-"

"It doesn't matter." Callie cut her off.

"It does."

"No Arizona, it doesn't because whichever way you spin this, you still cheated. I'm sorry that you hate me, but I can't apologize for saving your life."

Arizona watched as Callie took a deep breath in, stood a little taller and reached up to her scrubs where her ring was hooked.

Fresh tears clouded Callie's vision as she stared down at the ring in her palm. The ring that her wife gave her on their wedding day, promising for better or worse, sickness and in health, till death do them part.

Looking over at Arizona to see tears sliding down her cheeks and anger settled low in Callie's stomach.

A year, a year of the silent treatment, then anger and somewhere around when she was getting fitted for her prosthetic something changed and Arizona let her stay and watch American Bakeoff. Slowly after that, they started to heal, or so Callie thought.

Closing her fist tightly around the ring, she gave it a squeeze.

She was so tired. Tired of everything that has happened. Wondering why Arizona felt the need to put on a show that everything was okay. Why she had to pretend to forgive her when it wasn't true. Well she heard what Arizona said loud and clear, spoken out of anger or not, it was perfectly clear to Callie what her wife has been keeping from her for the last year. Arizona would probably never forgive her for choosing her life over her leg.

She undid her fist quickly looking at the ring then tossed it on the cot in front of Arizona.

"Looks like the shows over." She whispered, before leaving the room.

"Calliope!"

Arizona stood looking between the ring on the cot and the door her wife just walk out of.

She lowered her head into her hands and started crying.

Arizona really thought that she was getting better. The anger wasn't there all the time, just occasionally when her leg was exceptionally sore and even then she was able to get her anger under control fairly quickly. She even tried to view it from Callie's point of view every once in a while.

Would she have done the same if it was Callie lying there? Probably.

She couldn't fault her wife, logically she knew that, but every time she looked down and her leg wasn't there, she couldn't help it. Her wife was an orthopedic surgeon, one of the best, so why couldn't she figure anything out this one time? She built a neck out of nothing once, yet she couldn't save the leg.

Stick out your leg and I will go grab a bone saw and let's even the score.

"God," she whispered, wondering where that had come from. One minute she was telling Callie it wasn't her experience and the next thing she knew, that came out of her mouth. "It always does come back to the leg."

She was sorry she slept with Lauren, had realized it was a mistake right after it happened, but after everything that was spoken during her and Callie's fight, she felt…lighter.

Like she was actually holding that all in since Karev told her that Callie was trying also, and it made her think that maybe she should try a little bit harder not only on learning to adjust to the prosthetic, but to forgive her wife and get rid of the anger.

She reached down and grabbed the ring and although she felt lighter she still felt her chest tighten.

Her pager going off was loud in the quiet room, and a 911 page from Karev had her sticking the ring in her pocket and heading to the NICU to see what the emergency was.

By the time she got there, Karev had the situation handled and she jumped slightly when Lauren came up next to her, putting her hand on Arizona's arm.

"We still need to talk." Lauren said, quietly.

"We don't. I made a mistake. We shouldn't have done that."

"But we did, and I meant what I said before, I like you."

"I'm married. I have a daughter. I had a moment of weakness and it can't happen again, it won't." Arizona finished strongly.

Oh god, she thought, Sofia.

"Arizona-"

"I can't do this." She said quickly, then looked at Karev, "You have everything handled here, Karev?"

"Yep, it's good."

"Page me if you need me."

Arizona turned and walked away, ignoring Lauren. She couldn't fool herself and say she didn't feel anything. There was definitely attraction there. Lauren's strong personality and her forwardness reminded Arizona of herself… or better yet of her old self. The Arizona before the crash and before her life fell apart.

She made it halfway down the hall before Lauren caught up with her and ushered her into the bathroom.

"Lauren-"

"Okay, I get it, you're married and you feel torn, but Arizona I like you-"

"You don't know me! So you read a couple articles and you know some stuff, but you don't know me. I was serious, what happened earlier was a mis-"

Arizona's rant was cut off when Lauren quickly leaned in and kissed her.

For a split second Arizona stood frozen, her mind and body struggling to decide on what to do. All the feeling earlier when the first kissed came rushing back when Lauren's tongue ran across Arizona's lips, seeking entrance.

An involuntary groan left her mouth, her body winning the struggle when she started kissing Lauren back.

Lauren backed her up against the door, hands on Arizona's hips flexed a little.

When Lauren's mouth left hers and started kissing along her jaw, Arizona pushed against Lauren's shoulders to stop her.

"No, no I can't. I have to go see my daughter." She said breathlessly. Opening the bathroom door, she forced herself not to look at Lauren as she walked out.

TBC...

A/N: I have the next couple chapter written out, I just have to type them so chapter 2 should be out Monday, no later than Tuesday.

Thanks for reading!