"Callie…"

It'd been almost ten minutes, and Arizona's wife had yet to speak a word. Instead, she sat silently beside her, eyes wide but no other expression of her emotions even glancing across her face. Arizona knew she had work to do, patients to save that had gotten injured from the start of the storm, but as each buzz of her pager went off, she just rested her head against the wall behind her.

After the fifth buzz of the pager, however, she found that she couldn't avoid it any longer, and picked up her phone to send a message to Karev to take in all of her cases and to call her only if something couldn't be handled by any of the other staff.

The "sending" bar had just filled completely when Arizona finally felt a shift next to her. She sat up in a hurry, preparing to grab at Callie if she tried to leave the room. But instead the hand reached out to her, intertwining their fingers. Arizona took a deep breath, but instead of feeling relieved she only felt a deeper pain shoot through her chest- the hand she was holding onto shook, and she realized suddenly that they'd both been shaking, each for a different reason.

Callie was laughing.

"Um…" Arizona licked her lips, not sure of what to say. "…Could you maybe clue me in a little bit?" Her voice was a confused whisper, and finally Callie made eye contact. Her chocolate eyes were deeper than she'd ever seen them, and she felt like she was drowning in them, swimming further from the surface to reach what was hidden beneath, but running out of air just before her fingertips touched the cold floor. Her breathing became ragged, in time with the rain pattering against the window.

Her question seemed to throw Callie off, making her sigh and stop the laughter to stare at her. "Arizona… you don't think I didn't know this would happen?" That definitely wasn't the answer the blonde had been looking for, and she gasped.

"We're married, Callie, you can't just assume…" Arizona stopped herself, knowing she had no idea what to possibly say next. It had happened; she couldn't just tell her wife that she wasn't allowed to think that it would.

Callie picked up on what she had begun to say, though, only proceeding to lose any remnants of the laughter when she frowned. "I can't what, Arizona? Assume you were going to cheat? What was I supposed to assume then? That you'd get run over by a bus, or leave because of some stupid argument about my sexuality, or leave me for another country that has a hundred dying babies you can save…maybe something new this time?" She laughed bitterly and released the hand she'd been holding onto. "I've been here before. I've been on the receiving end of this conversation more times than you can begin to imagine."

The brunette caught the look that was being given to her- a guilty grimace reached across Arizona's face. "It's like there's something about me that makes people they think they can screw with me. Maybe it's because I love too much, or too hard. I pushed you a lot this year, Arizona. I've pushed you to go through physical therapy and come back to your job with one leg and a lot less pride than you came here with. I've pushed you to not forget that I exist and to have sex with your wife who'd been waiting around for five months for you to finally show up in her life again, but I thought I had you back." Callie tilted her head, pondering that. "Maybe I do have you back. The Arizona I know always runs anyway. You tell me not to run, and then you sprint like your life depends on it. With one leg. One damn leg."

Arizona released the breath she had been holding in and tears she told herself she hadn't wanted began to appear. "You didn't push too hard, Calliope. You pushed just enough. And I know it's too early to ask for any kind of forgiveness, but you need to know that this has snapped me out of it, for good. I was….I was in the bed with her…" Callie shook her head to tell her to stop, but Arizona pushed through. "…and I realized that you're it, for me. You should have been it. I don't want anyone else to see the worst parts of me…" she gestured to her prosthetic that was sticking out from her pants which had started riding up at the bottom.

"So what, I get the worst parts of you?" Callie spit out, shocking her wife. "Everyone else gets to see the perfect, loving, blue-eyed woman who practically eats butterflies for breakfast? And I get the one who still turns away from me at night, and postpones our life together because of the stupid leg? I don't want the leg either, Arizona. I don't want some bars of metal where my wife should be, but I've let it go because it's not your fault it happened and it's not my fault you picked me to marry, which was obviously the worst decision you made considering sleeping with someone else seemed like such a great idea."

"Calliope, you know…you know I've been trying so hard, and she was there and…" Arizona fiddled with her fingers uncomfortably.

"And I wasn't? One of the first times I've been away from you in months because I have to do my job, and the best idea is to fuck someone else. It took you five months to be with me like that. So don't try to talk your way out of this, just… call your lawyer in the morning to get the papers." Callie stood up, holding back the tears that mostly still managed to make their way down her reddened cheeks. When Arizona still said nothing out of shock for the words that had escaped Callie's mouth, she just nodded her head in understanding and walked out, muttering something about patients that were waiting for her.

Author's Note:

I know, I know. This is even shorter than the last chapter, but this cliffhanger is important (You'll see why soon) and I have an AP test coming up in literally two days so I wanted to make sure you have SOMETHING to read until I can update a longer (and better) chapter 3. I know what's coming next for Callie and Arizona in this story, but I actually need your advice for the next chapter. Personally, I know that any extended dialogue between characters that aren't Callie and Arizona can get pretty boring, even if it does advance the plot. So before the upcoming scene I have planned, I need a vote from each of you, please: Would you like Callie and/or Arizona to talk to someone else about what has happened, or just skip straight to the next time they'll spend together? Remember that they're trapped in the hospital, so they won't really be going anywhere. ;) Any other general reviews and feedback would be greatly appreciated, as I'm not completely sure how well I'm actually doing.

Happy Grey's finale, and try not to cry too much.

-K.