A/N The song I used for this chapter is "It's not your fault" by New Found Glory. Please review guys. All mistakes are my own.
Callie was exhausted. She and Arizona had worked 12 hour shifts at the hospital, to ensure they had the weekend off, but just as they were about to leave Callie had been paged to an emergency surgery that ran for 9 hours. That meant that not only did the surgery eat into the three whole work and baby free days she had with her amazing wife, but it also ate into her sleep. And Calliope Torres was not a woman who liked to miss out on her sleep. As she stepped out of the elevator all she could think of was putting on her pyjamas and crawling into bed next to the most beautiful woman in the whole world. When she walked into the apartment, she heard the water running in the bathroom and thoughts of sleep were instantly replaced with dirty, dirty images of her vey naked wife. She dumped her things by the door and headed for the bathroom. She pulled open the door and was immediately met with the sounds of her wife crying. Without stopping, she moved towards the shower, almost in a trance. If Arizona was crying, then something had to be wrong and if something was wrong then Callie had to make it better. As she pulled open the shower door, Arizona whipped her head around in surprise, she looked frightened. She hadn't heard Callie enter the bathroom. Callie immediately regretted the fact that she had not alerted her to her presence. Arizona's face softened when she realized it was just Callie. She then immediately burst into a fresh lot of tears.
"Oh baby, what's wrong?" She asked her voice loaded with concern as she grabbed the blondes hand and pulled her towards herself. This just made Arizona cry harder. Callie pulled her in for a hug, not caring that her wife's wet body was going to leave her previously dry clothes soaking wet. "Seriously babe, what's wrong?" She asked again, rubbing soothing circles on Arizona's back. Arizona's breath hitched as she tried to compose herself enough to explain what had happened.
"Alice d...did...dd...Died." And with that Arizona collapsed in Callie's arms, her whole body shaking with sobs. Callie instantly knew that Arizona was blaming herself. That she thought it was all her fault. Callie released one hand from around Arizona and reached around her to turn the taps off. She then pulled a towel off the rack and wrapped it around Arizona. She took most of the smaller woman's weight and helped her out of the shower. She led her out of the bathroom and sat her on the edge of the bed. Through all of this Arizona had not stopped crying. Callie knelt on the floor in front of her wife and rested her hands on her knees.
"Arizona, sweety, look at me for a sec." Arizona did not look up. Arizona really was taking this one hard. Ever since Sofia had been born, it was like the peds surgeon cared even more. Callie didn't think it was possible, but the evidence was in front of her in the form of her gorgeous wife, her body racked with tears. Slowly, reluctantly Arizona lifted her head, but she still refused to look Callie in the eye. Callie grabbed Arizona's face in between her hands and held her head steady until Arizona looked her in the eye. Her crying had died down, and now she was just taking several shallow breaths.
"It's not your fault so please stop you're crying now." Callie told Arizona softly. Arizona just shook her head and tried to pull out of her grasp. "Arizona, it's not your fault so please stop you're crying now." She said a little more forcefully. Arizona's breathing slowed down and she was taking deeper breaths. "Arizona Robbins. I love you, and it's. Not. Your. Fault." She punctuated each word with a soft kiss on her wife's nose. Arizona looked straight into Callie's eyes. She still looked sad, but the tears had stopped.
"I love you so much Calliope."