Author's Note: Okay, please don't kill me, it's another emotional chapter. I'm sorry. It will be getting better from now on though. So please stick by me. Actually, this wasn't even my original idea for this chapter but when I thought about it, it actually, I think works. I hope I was right in doing this.

It has a cliffy for an ending, but I'm hoping that I can get chapter 3 up on Friday if not definitely Sunday. I can't on Thursday because I'll be chatting with Callie/Arizona fans on about the episode. You guys should come out. Maybe we'll talk about this here fanfic. You never know. We did last week.

Oh and I should say for those of you reading my other fanfic "Memories", I will get back to it but for now I'm really stuck on this fic.

CHAPTER 2- WAS IT A REALITY OR A DREAM

Have you ever had a dream and wondered, did it really happen or was I dreaming? Maybe you wake up angry at someone because in your dream, you had a huge fight with them, and you yourself think it was real. What do you do? Do you give that person the silent treatment, do you yell at them? You do all the things you would do in a real fight. That is until that person tells you it never happened, that is was just a dream.

Then again there are those dreams where you dream of an event that happened to you. A very vivid dream and when you wake up you think 'hey it was just a dream' it never really happened. You wake up and you go on with your day until realize something is wrong, something seems different. Then you find out it wasn't a dream. It was in fact reality. It really did happen. You were just dreaming about it.

Sometimes, okay most of the time you can tell it was just dream because a lot of the times, people don't remember their dreams. They know something happened but they don't remember.

Other times, the dream was completely absurd. Maybe you were watching too much TV or a DVD series before going to bed, and in your dream the characters were there. You're stuck in the day and a life of NCIS or some other great TV show. Those dreams are bizarre but they happen, so clearly those aren't real, they're just dreams.

What about those other dreams people have? The ones where you wake up freaking out, like maybe you think it's a school day and you're late getting up. Maybe its ten o'clock in the morning, you're thinking you're late until you realize or someone tells you it's Saturday, there is no school. So something that you thought was real wasn't.

At night everyone dreams, it's what happens. It's a way of life. Some believe that recurring themes in a dream means that your subconscious is trying to tell you something.

So the question comes down to, how do you ever tell what is real and not real? Was it a dream or was it a reality? Was what you saw something you've feared to do or was it something simple and your brain is trying to tell you something?

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Callie wanders into her room, more like their room since Arizona has been practically living with her and Cristina, about a half hour after Arizona did. When she entered she did not expect to see in front of her what she sees right now. She had expected her love to be asleep or at least rolling around trying to sleep but that's not what she sees in front of her.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, fully clothed, one Arizona Robbins is looking at the ground clearly in deep thought. Not only that but sitting right beside her is a duffel bag filled with what she can only imagine is her clothes.

Is she leaving? I thought she said she was going to stay. She said we were going to talk about this. She ponders as she looks upon the woman in front of her. A few tears form in hers. She can't be leaving; she wouldn't do that to me.... Would she?

"Arizona...." she trails off taking a step closer to her.

She finally looks up from the floor, her blue eyes connecting with Callie's brown eyes that are filled with emotion. Callie looks into her eyes trying to find out if she can find out the truth without asking the question she dare not speak aloud. In her beautiful blue eyes all she sees is bitterness, and anger, two emotions she would never describe her Arizona as.

Callie tries again trying to form words, "Arizona.....what......what are you doing? Why do you....." she looks for the right words but can't find them as her fear of losing Arizona comes back again.

".....Look like I'm leaving?" she asks bluntly with no emotion what-so-ever before she looks back towards the floor.

Callie ignores the bluntness, "Ya, you said we were going to talk about this. How can we do that if you leave?"

Still looking at the floor, "I can't deal with this. With what's going on with us right now."

She shakes her head not believing the love of her life, "I don't believe you." Callie finds some composure and stands tall, "Look me in the eye and tell me you don't want to be with me!" She says with emotion straight from the heart.

Callie waits hoping and hoping she doesn't look her in the eye because if she does then her fears will come true. All her fears of hoping and wishing that Arizona was the one will come crashing down around her.

If that is in fact what happens she might have to leave, leave this city, leave this state because so many people have hurt her here so far. Too many have come, hurt her and left. If Arizona does it, then this is the end of the road for Callie. Maybe she'll move back to Miami or maybe she'll start off her life in a whole other state.

Her fears do come crashing down as her love, her future and her life turns to face her. Her blue eyes gleaming in the dim light of the room, "I don't want to be with you!" Anger filled in her voice as tears form in her eyes.

It feels as though her heart was ripped out of her chest and stomped on by the very woman she has wanted to call family ever since the words 'I Love You' came out of her mouth. Tears fall down her cheeks, "You don't mean that."

"Yes I do," she continues to stare down Callie from the edge of the bed.

Emotions fill Callie's face, "Arizona, you can't."

"And yet, I do," anger in her tone as she turns her gaze away from Callie.

Callie can't seem to find the words to say except "I love you."

She looks back at Callie, "That may be, but it doesn't matter." She finally gets up from the bed, "Not anymore." Without hesitation she walks past Callie out the bedroom door.

At first Callie let's her go but realizes she can't give up, she goes after her into the living room, "You can't just leave."

Arizona turns around abruptly, "And why not!? We're over, do you not get it? We're done, through, over, it's the end."

"I won't believe it, because the Arizona I know doesn't run away," Callie looks into her deep blue eyes trying to get to her. Trying to convince her that they can do this, they can make it through this, they just need to talk.

She drops her bag on the ground and crosses her arms in front of her, "The Arizona you know is gone. She was, the moment you ripped her world away from her."

Callie furrows her eyebrows, "I didn't do that."

"Yes you did," anger so evident in her tone. "The moment you told me you wanted kids when you KNOW that I don't want kids. That's when my world ended, YOU did this to me. So don't go blaming me for this when this is all on you." She uncrosses her arms to point at Callie. "You destroyed us! You were the one to decide things without discussing them. The thing that really gets me is, you know that. You know we've been drifting for some time now. Yet, you decide to tell me you want kids. A little self-absorbed don't you think. I mean..." she drifts off for the first time. Emotion finally enticing her now as the emotions of this situation finally engulfs her, "...where did I fit into your perfect little picture?"

Callie stares at her stunned not knowing what to say to that.

"That's what I thought," a tear falls down her cheek. "I don't fit in your picture. Clearly I never fit into your world."

Callie steps closer, "Yes you do. I can't imagine living my life without you."

Arizona nods slightly, "That may be, but living a lie would be too hard for me. I can't imagine living with a lie could you?"

"Arizona, that's why if we talk about this we could, I don't know.....figure out something." She looks into the blue eyes she has gotten lost in too many times to count. Hoping so badly that Arizona doesn't do what she has been dreading this entire night.

"Figure something out! That's you're brilliant idea?" She shakes her head slightly. "Is that what you did with George or Erica, figure something out? From what I know, you didn't. So what makes our situation different?"

She can't understand what's she's hearing from Arizona. This isn't her. She would never say something like this even in anger. "We are different from them. I have never in my entire cared for someone the way I care for you, that's what's different. You should know that." A tears escapes down her cheek as she tries to hold back the emotions she is feeling in this moment.

Arizona shakes her head as she picks her bag up from the ground not wanting to show the emotion she too is feeling, "It's too late for that. We've been fighting enough. Goodbye Callie." With that she turns around without a second look and opens the door but something stops her from exiting, she hears a voice.

"Callie?" Callie's voice breaks at hearing her nickname.

Arizona turns back for what will probably be the last time, "I don't deserve to call you by your full name anymore." Turning back around, she walks through the door slamming it on her way out.

Callie falls onto the ground onto her knees in a heap of tears. "She left me. Arizona, of all people left me." Her emotions overtake her and she curls up into a ball on the floor for hours.

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Her eyes open in an instant as she abruptly sits up, "Whoa...."

She takes in her surroundings and realizes she's in her room. Bringing her hand up to rub her eyes to make sure she is in fact in her room she looks again and realizes, yes she's in her room. "I must have had a nightmare."

She slowly lies back down on the bed against her comfy pillows. "Good thing my conversation with Arizona didn't happen like that," she whispers very quietly to herself as she rolls over on her left to wrap her right arm around Arizona's waist.

As she reaches she realizes something is missing, one of her eyes peeks open and she realizes Arizona isn't there. Not only is Arizona not there but her side of the bed is made. Callie begins to wonder if her dream wasn't just a nightmare but a reality. She sits up as it dawns on her, she dreamed of what just transpired between her and Arizona.

Tears begin to form in her eyes again as the emotion of losing the one she loves comes back to haunt her. "I still can't believe she left," she barely even whispers as she holds back a sob.

Her head falls into her hands as she lets it out. All of this is happening because of a stupid baby issue.

Minutes fly by and before she knows it she isn't letting anymore tears out, either that or she has cried out all of her tears. Either way, she is finding herself wiping away the tears from her cheeks and getting out of bed to get some comfort food. She won't exactly be sleeping tonight anyway. Minus well watch a sad, romance movie like "A Walk to Remember" or "The Titanic" while eating something. Ice cream would be the best but she usually didn't buy ice cream unless she needed it for some kind of recipe.

She walks into the kitchen straight for the fridge completely unaware of the other person in the room. Opening the fridge door she peers in looking for some kind of comfort food, "What should I eat?" She asks herself out loud not caring who heard her.

"I'm eating cereal."

That voice. Callie stops looking and stares into it frozen. It can't be. Her eyebrows furrows as she cautiously stands up and turns around to see who is talking to her. Her eyes widen as her mouth opens slightly....at the person in front of her.

"What? I can't eat my own cereal." The person questions looking at Callie like maybe she's insane or maybe lost her mind.

Was it a Reality or a Dream? And who is this mystery person at the end?

Review and tell me your thoughts.

--SGAFirenity--