I do not own Grey's Anatomy, per usual…

4:51. She rolls back to her left side and buries her face in her girlfriend's pillow. An eternity later she rolls back over and looks at the clock again. 4:53 am. Finally she succumbs to the fact that she won't be getting any more sleep today. Dragging herself out of bed she turns on the coffee pot. The constant drip of the coffee is like a jackhammer to her solitude, which makes her realize how lonely she feels. She picks up her phone and checks her messages.

The only message on her blackberry makes her smile.

From: Arizona Robbins 4:58 am

"If you're missing me as much as I'm missing you, then you're counting the minutes too. 182 more minutes 'til I'm off. I love you."

Callie takes a cup of coffee into the living room and cuddles up in a blanket watching the news. Soon enough sleep overcomes her. The next thing she knows, strong, feminine arms are wrapped around her waist and she is kissed. An unmistakable scent overwhelms her and she cuddles closer into the body warming her.

"How was work today?"

"Are you honestly asking how the nightshift was with the tiny humans?" Arizona just chuckles. "Thankfully most of the kids were sleeping, and I had one kid come in with a broken Femur from a game of Star Wars with baseball bats gone wrong."

The blonde then flips their position so Callie's head is on her chest and her body is overlapping hers. She bends her head down and places a gentle kiss to the crown of her head. As much as she may hate the nightshift, she loves coming home from it.