2 Days Later.

"She's had a sniffle so could you put the humidifier on and oh, here's Mr Bear. Good night baby girl."

Callie gave Sofia a kiss as she handed her daughter to her estranged wife. Arizona balanced Sofia on her hip and looked at her wife. Callie had dark circles under her eyes and looked like she hadn't slept properly for a day or two. Arizona could relate, she hadn't slept so well for the past couple of days either. Arizona took a chance as she put Sofia on the ground to run inside the apartment.

"Can we talk soon? Really have a conversation where we don't yell at each other. I need to know where I stand, where we stand."

Callie sighed and avoided making eye contact. "I need time Arizona. I'm still so angry with you. I don't want to say anything else I can't take back. Just leave it and give me space. I'll let you know when I've made a decision."

Arizona nodded and accepted Callie's terms. She knew she shouldn't push it but she couldn't live with the uncertainty for much longer.

"Okay. I'll let you know if Sofia gets any worse."

Callie nodded and briefly looked her wife in the eye before she turned and walked back into apartment 501 and shut the door. Arizona sighed and shut her door, hoping some one on one time with Sofia would cheer her up even the tiniest amount. Work was draining at the moment with one wing of the hospital nearly destroyed but she'd managed to roster herself off for tomorrow so she could spend the day with Sofia. It really is true, you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone and Arizona was learning that lesson the hard way.

Arizona picked Sofia up off the floor and gave her cheek a noisy kiss. "Come on baby, time for a bath."

Sofia squealed in delight and wiggled around in her arms, she loved bath time. A little while later a soaked Arizona carried a happy and now sleepy Sofia to her bedroom, slipped on a fresh diaper and laid her down in her cot dressed in her sleep clothes. She rubbed her little belly, Sofia's happy gurgles radiating in the room as she slowly fell asleep.

"Good night big girl. I know you don't understand what's happening but I promise you, I will do anything to make things right with me and mommy. I really hope one day we'll be a family again."

Sofia's soft snores made Arizona smile as she turned on the humidifier and the night-light and quietly shut the door. She sat on the couch with the baby monitor and turned on the television, took off her leg and promptly fell asleep clutching Callie's pillow like she had done for the last couple of days.

Across the hall, Callie had settled in front of the television as well, a bottle of wine already half gone since she'd dropped Sofia off with Arizona. A knock on the door pulled her back into reality. She reluctantly rose off the couch and looked through the peep-hole. A smiling Cristina was on the other side, a bottle of wine in her hands.

"Come on Callie, open the door."

Callie sighed but opened the door and let her former room-mate in, regretting her decision to tell anyone where she was. Cristina put the bottle down on the kitchen bench and looked around, noticing the already open wine bottle on the coffee table.

"Starting without me? Never mind, I'll catch up. Come on, sit down and talk to me."

Cristina brought a glass of wine into the living room and patted the couch beside her. Callie plonked herself down, picked up her wine glass and brought it to her lips, taking a large sip.

"Why are you here? I don't need your pity."

"I'm not here to give you pity. I'm here because I'm your friend and you need someone to talk to and you've been hiding from pretty much everyone for the past two days. So talk to me. Are you really serious about quitting the board?"

Callie leaned back on the couch and ran her finger around the rim of the glass. "I wasn't on the plane. I wasn't there to hear the screaming and feel the pain. Apparently I only wanted the street credibility and it wasn't my experience. I only have money from the settlement because I was in charge of Mark's estate on behalf of Sofia, so yeah, I probably shouldn't be on the board."

Cristina took a drink and leaned back. "But you were the driving force behind all of us buying the hospital. According to Owen they were gonna treat the place like scrap metal, selling the pieces to the highest bidder. You pushing us to buy the hospital saved a lot of people's jobs, not to mention patients. So no, you can't quit the board, we won't let you. As for Arizona, what are you going to do?"

Callie finished her glass and placed it back on the coffee table. "She cheated on me. She fucked someone else to get even, whether she realizes that or not. She's been pretending to be happy for a long time and it's time I faced it. I guess I'm just not meant to be with someone who doesn't cheat on me or leave me. I guess I'm not meant to be loved."

Callie stood and walked into the kitchen to open another bottle of wine. Cristina followed and took the bottle from Callie's hand and pulled her friend into a tight hug.

"What am I going to do?"

Cristina let Callie sob on her shoulder until she calmed down, led Callie gently back to the couch, sat beside her and put an arm around her friend's shoulder. "What do you want to do?"

"I don't know, I really don't. Arizona wants me to consider couples therapy but I'm so pissed at her I'm not sure what I should do. I even told her I wanted a divorce. What did you do when Owen cheated on you?"

"Threw a bowl of cereal in his face."

"You did what?"

"Yeah. I didn't talk to him for a week and then I was eating cereal for dinner and he sits down with a take out and something just snapped inside me. So I picked up my bowl and the next thing you know he's standing there covered in milk and cereal. Made me feel a little better."

Callie couldn't help herself, she laughed. She threw her head back and she laughed her ass off until a different kind of tear ran down her cheek. It felt good to laugh instead of cry or yell so she let herself enjoy the moment. Cristina joined her until they finally calmed down, wiped their tears and the little giggles slowly stopped.

"What did you do after that though?"

"I made him tell me the details. Why he did it."

"Yeah, not sure I want to hear what my slut of a wife did with that woman. I've already pictured it so many times, if I had the actual play-by-play, I'd probably jump off the roof."

"Right. So do you think couples therapy would help the two of you?"

"Well it didn't work for you and Owen, no offence."

"Uh, offence. Just because we didn't work out doesn't mean it won't work for you and Arizona. Owen and I, we want different things in life. Things we will never agree on, doesn't mean we don't love each other. I think you need to ask yourself if you want the same things Arizona does."

"I want her to get better, to be the woman I married, not this shell and a person who cheats. The Arizona I married would never sleep with someone else, wouldn't even consider it. I'm not ignorant, I know being in a major trauma like a plane crash and then losing a leg would change anyone. But this Arizona, this version, is not someone I could spend the rest of my life with. She needs help and I can't hold her hand and keep pretending everything is alright like she was doing for a long time. This is something Arizona needs to face on her own."

Cristina brought the glass to her lips and took a sip. "Sounds to me like you know what you want to do."

Callie nodded and sighed. "Yeah, I do."