Callie's Point Of View
Why can't I take my eyes off that peds girl? I mean... I'm married, i love man. What's happening to me?! I've never felt like this before, come on. I see her everyday, everywhere I go. She's this girl, this perfect blond girl, this blue eyed girl. I can't enter the OR with her, I would eventually kill the patient. What's this? I can't talk with Mark... The gold boy of the hospital, which happens to be my best friend, he would enjoy it too much. For God's sake, I'm married..to a guy!
I keep wandering why I'm married to him, my parents made me marry him. I dated a girl when I was a teenager, but my parents thought that that was totally wrong, so made me marry that dude. He's okay, but this girl, I have to meet her!

''I want the divorce, Alex.'' Callie said while carrying the biggest smile, which was so unfair.

''Why Callie? Why now?''

''I finally found the courage to tell you. I don't care about what my parents think or want anymore.'' Still carrying the biggest smile on her face.

''Okay than, Cal. Well, we had an open marriage, that could only mean you didn't love me.''

''Same for you, right?''

''Sure, Calls.'' Callie couldn't tell if he was telling the truth or not, but she actually didn't care, she was so desperate to end their marriage that she actually didn't care. And Callie was sure Alex had cheated her several times, when the marriage wasn't even an open one, so she wasn't actually worried about what he felt, they didn't even slept in the same bed, same room, or even same house, so what's the point? She didn't care at all.

''Great! See you later.'' She left.

As Callie was grabbing her lunch, she spotted that beautiful girl, Arizona, surrounded by other peds docs. She set far away from her, all by herself, so she could watch her, without being too obvious.

As she was watching the most beautiful girl in the hospital, which was drinking by her straw, in that sexy way she always did, Mark showed up. ''Hey gorgeous.''

''Mark! You scared the hell out of me!''

''Sorry. What's up? Why are you eating alone Torres?''

''Because I want to, Gosh, what's the big deal?''

''Are you spying on someone?''

''Of course not!''

''Because you're married. Well, to that nerdy boy, which I don't actually understand, that stupid marriage.''

''Never mind, it's ending.''

''Really?! FINALLY TORRES!''

''Hum, yeah. Get over it, Mark. Actually I have to go, there are people with jobs, you know? Who actually do what they're paid for.''

''What do you mean?''

''Nothing, of course. See you Mark'' As she left the table.

Callie left the eating room, but her mind was still there, because Arizona was there. She was so into that girl, as she's never been before. She wanted to meet her but wasn't sure how that would be. Her mind needed to think about something else because she was about to get in the OR and she had to be focused on that boy.

As Callie woke up at 8 a.m. she started to wonder what Arizona was doing in that moment. Beautiful things started to show up, like her sleeping, cooking, but than an image with Arizona waking up next to another woman invaded her head, and that made her so damn jealous. That wasn't possible for her, how could she be jealous of an imaginary person? That couldn't be happening to her. But she wasn't a person to give up and she wasn't definitely a person to hold her feelings, like she had done because of her parents. They are against lesbian love, but Callie isn't. What she was feeling for Arizona had to be love, it had to. Although Callie never felt love, she knew that had to be. A lot of questions came to her mind, because she didn't even know this girl. Love? She was pushed away from that feeling when she married Alex Karev, forced by her parents, but now she was decided to be taken by her feelings. As Alex Karev came to her mind, she remembered how much she wanted to divorce from him.

On her way to get the divorce papers she noticed that the bar she once came in, the bar where she met the girl that once was her girlfriend, was still there, 11 years later the bar was still there! She couldn't believe that! She always thought that a lesbian bar, which that certainly was, wouldn't last. The fame that bar had, that only gay people came in, people who were afraid to speak up, to show the world who they really were, those people were the ones who went there, that fame she thought, would close the bar eventually, but it didn't! People used to be ashamed when anyone saw them leaving that bar, but probably they're not anymore, or simply don't care, because the bar was there and only brought Callie bad memories. She started to cry in the middle of the street, she was heartbroken again. The bar she once though she fit in, that bar was still there! The bar where she was forced to break up with the girl she was with, that beautiful redhead, only picturing those beautiful Light brown eyes looking at her, she couldn't! That girl made her question if she really was a lesbian, but now, Arizona, she was absolutely sure.

Would she come in? Why would she anyway? No, Callie continued her way to get the divorce papers.

''Sign it, please. It's the divorce papers.'' Callie threw the papers over Alex's lunch table.

''Already? You really want it, huh?'' Alex felt like all those days together were for nothing, this girl didn't love him at all.

''Yep, we both want it, so why not? Just sign.'' Callie spoke with this indifference voice. As she gave him a pen and putted it over the papers. ''Just sign.'' She kept on rushing him, as fast as she got it, as fast they were divorced. She was really done with him.

''Okay, leave it there, I'll sign it.'' Alex said. He wasn't sure of what he was doing.

''Why can't you just sign?!'' Callie was pissed of now. Why wasn't he singing? She had the day off and she was wasting her time with him.

''I wanna read it.'' He said, with a serious ton.

''Gosh Alex! I'm not taking advantage of you!'' She was yelling now. Callie knew she easily lost control, but she really wanted him to sign the papers and he knew about that and was teasing her! He has no rights to do that! Well, he has the rights to read it but… ''Fine. Just hand it over to me later. Today. My mail box. Or knock, whatever. Today Alex!'' She said, with a very serious and determinate face. The eating room was now full of people staring at them. At her. Arizona was there too. She didn't care now, she was embarrassed and only wanted to get out of there.

"What did I do?" Callie kept thinking. She had yelled to her husband in the hospital, with everyone watching. Arizona watching. What a stupid thing.

Callie was feeling really down lately. With all that was going on her life, she was feeling really bad. As she got home from the hospital, Callie just threw herself to the bed and started to cry. Again. She punched her pillows as she always did. Everyday Callie cried in her room. Everyday Callie felt terrible. She felt left out, she felt ashamed, she felt like no one cared about her. She was heartbroken everyday. She has been like this for years. Everyday she got home from work and ran into her bedroom crying. Why was she like that? She had a depression. She had only her friend Mark, the rest of the people bailed on her, she was married to a guy that didn't love her, she was married to a guy she didn't love. No one cared about her right now, and her friend Mark not understanding what she was going through really hurt her. She started seeing a therapist a week ago. She felt like this was the only thing that could help her right now, after several years like this.

Today was the day she was going to therapy again. She felt so alone.

As she got into the building, she went straight to the to secretary to sign the papers, to register her presence there that day. What a surprise when she was signing and noticed the name before hers, Arizona Robbins. What? Could that be right? Her Arizona? What was her name doing there? What could cause Arizona to go there, that awful place?

Callie was so surprised. She was very curious now. How could Arizona be there? The woman with the most beautiful smile she had ever seen? That woman, what problems could she have? She had to find out.

"When did this Arizona Robbins come?" She asked to the lady behind the dusty wooden table.

"We're not allowed to say that." She answered in a really cold way.

"But… is she still here?" Callie asked with a sweet begging voice. "She's my friend."

"Well, I can't say that, but… she might. If you're waiting for your doctor is because he's with another patient, right?"

"Right! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

"I didn't say a word, remember?"

"Of course not. I just called my friend a few hours ago, right?" She smiled at the lady, as she left.

She was still so surprised. Arizona Robbins needing help! What could she have? What if it was similar to what she had? Poor Arizona! She felt like she needed to know more. As she went back to that lady, ''My friend Arizona, is she regular?"

"Miss, I can't say."

"Okay, than just open her file and go to the bathroom!"

"I cannot go to the bathroom now!"

"Just open her file than." And the nurse lady did, opened Arizona's file just in front of her. Callie went to the back of the nurse and red every word. The evaluation of Arizona called her attention.

Patient Arizona suffered a traumatic incident a few years ago. This patient says that she feels misunderstood. She's a lesbian, supported by only her parents and some people. She feels like ''crap'' everyday. This patient will need help, but she can get through all of that. It's easier than some other patients.

Callie couldn't believe. What traumatic incident could that be? She's like me! She feels like I do.

She went to the waiting room to wait for her turn. She didn't know what to do. Should I talk to her? A voice off interrupted her thoughts "Calliope Torres called to room 4. Calliope Torres called to room 4." Okay, I have to go now. What if I see Arizona? Talk to her? She kept thinking while walking to the room 4. Callie didn't see Arizona on her way to the room.

''Hello, Calliope. Sit down please.''

''Hi Doctor.'' She gave him a shy smile. As she set on the chair she saw the file that was on his desk, Arizona's. They have colors. Hers is yellow, that means she's not regular, she's new and she will come some more times. Callie was red.

"So, how do you feel today?"

"I'm fine. I asked for the divorce to Alex."

"Great step, Calliope. How did he react?"

"He will sign, I hope."

"We hope so. And, have you kept our promise?"

"Yes. I didn't hurt myself in anyway, I swear." She looked down.

"That's great Calliope, that's really great."

"Can you call me Callie, please? And yeah, it's good, I guess."

"Callie, how have you been since last week?"

"Well, I'm not better since."

"Did you cry everyday too this week?"

"Yes. I can't help it. I just feel so lonely, so misunderstood. Even when I'm around people." Callie was really feeling what she was saying.

They kept talking for 2 hours. When she left the clinic was already 9p.m. Callie only felt like going home, for her bed. Callie just needed to sleep that night, if she stayed up she would keep thinking, so that's what she did, went to sleep.