guest reviewer, not sure which one, use a name nxt time so I can reply easier: first, thanks 4 the feedback and second, I changed the dialog cause it didn't fit, in my perspective. Sorry. And you're right Callie does know who she is, its just in Erica's narrow minded perspective about the whole thing to feel less guilty of not liking who Callie is. Hope that helped.And this story is slightly Au. But I am going to keep some of the really really important scenes unchanged between Arizona and Callie. See if you can spot them in later chapters. It'll be obvious.

ps. Chap is rushed. Sorry if it's fast paced

"What do you want?"

Crap. Arizona didn't think that far ahead. All she knew was that Erica, at this point in time, sort of, made Callie happy.

She didn't know what she was thinking when she ran up to Erica. But right now she was thinking of going home.

The point of the whole time travel thing anyways was for her to be Callie's reason to be happy.

The only reason she was standing here, stopping Erica was because watching their interaction reminded her of the time she left Callie. Walked away from her at the airport, like Erica was doing in this carpark. Except, her reason was heaps more justified. It made her stomach rolled just thinking about her past..or future..or whatever.

But If Erica really wanted to leave, then she should at least give Callie a proper reason. Because this was just a bad way to do it.

"Don't leave."

"What?"

"I know what you're going to do."

Erica crossed her arms,"And what's that exactly? Hmm."

"Leave. You want to run away and avoid the mess that's happening right now but that isn't going to work. You'll regret it and you won't be able to go back to change it." Like she could talk.

"What're you talking abou-"

"I know you're going to up and leave. Leave this job, the hospital and leave Callie."

Erica blinked.

"Is this really how you want to end things with her because it's a -"

"Shut up. This is none of your business. What I do or 'will' do is none of your concern. And you know nothing about my relationship with Callie."

"No, you shut up." Arizona wanted to cringe. She wasn't sure if that sounded childish or intimidating, she hoped for the latter one.

She was sick and tired of being helpless with everything. Her miscarriage, her leg, and even her freaking relationship with Callie.

Being back here was supposed to give her that semblance of control that she didn't have the first time around, change things to her liking.

But Arizona didn't know for the life of her, why she chose to change this. Any other day if someone told her to shut up, she might have done it and cry about it later but not this time. She wasn't going to be bullied by her. She'd like to think that she was more bad ass than that.

She didn't want Erica to stay but she also didn't want Callie to feel helpless with this relationship.

"I'm a doctor too. So I know what's it like when the hospital disappoints you. When you have these upstanding morals about what it means to be a doctor and the hospital lets you down with their need to up hold reputation" or only see patients as dollar signs.

The thought of Webber kissing ass over 25 million dollars before her patient Wallace died on her birthday was what came to mind.

"Sometimes they disappoint and the fact that people here have history with each other makes it difficult to blow the whistle when one of them does something wrong. But when your girlfriend, the one person you thought you could count on also disappoints you, because she also has history with them, you don't just run away and give up. You have patients that need you and you don't leave them because you didn't get your way. And besides, I'm new too. So.." She scratched her temple, knowing the next thing she was going to say was sort of a lie "..I have no history with the hospital or the people that work here. None. Zip. Nada. N-O for no. So don't leave." She wanted to add 'make up with, Callie' but that was stretching it a bit far. "And may be we can help each other out?or not. What ever works for you." She quickly added.

Erica simply stared at her and she wasn't sure if that was better or worse than being yelled at by the heart surgeon. "Do you normally give inspirational speeches to people you don't know?"

Arizona smiled, "Sometimes."

Maybe it was working, Erica might stay. Yay..this is good, Callie will be good and things will be good...

So, why does she feel so 'not yay' about it.

Her smile dropped when Erica turned around and walked away.

Wait! Is she staying or what. What the heck?

She wasn't sure if she was relieved or disappointed, but at least she tried.

The next day, Arizona was late for work.

After last night, she went home and realised that she didn't have the keys to her apartment. She had rushed out in her excitement of her legs that she forgot.

She spent most of the night trying to find her spare keys in the hallway. It was either under a pot plant or on top of her doorframe or somewhere. She knew that her old self liked to change the spot for security reason but right now, it was a stupid idea.

By the time she found it, it was early morning and she accidentally slept in. She hoped Webber didn't mind because, technically she wasn't supposed to start work yet.

"Hey" Arizona leaned on the Nurses desk and smiled. "Do you have the green forms." She lifted up the red paper in her hand. "This one is kind of outdated and has no heart thing with questions." She really couldn't remember specifics but she'd know it when she got the green one.

The nurse looked at her funny. "We have red, yellow and white. No green or heart thing." She said and went back to scribbling notes.

Was she mocking her? A nurse was patronising her. She should tell her off. Lecture her about the respect and kind of attitude she should have for a highly regarded surgeon such as herself. Hell, She's a bad ass doctor.

"Oh, okay."

She turned and was met with icy blue eyes. Oh.

"You're here." She forced a smile.

Erica rolled her eyes. "Don't sound so surprise."

"Okay. Um."

"Look, I just came down here to tell you that I wasn't going to leave. And if for some reason that I did want to leave the hospital, I wouldn't have stayed because of what you said."

"Right. I believe you." Arizona smirked. Even though she was kind of disappointed Erica was here, she still loved being right about things.

"So, Is there another reason you're here?"

"Yes. You paged me." She waved the black box in her hand.

"I.." She furrowed her eyebrows. "I paged Dr. Yang."

"Yes, I know. Why didn't you page me?"

"Oh," To be honest, the case was pretty complicated and the only person Arizona thought was capable for the task was Cristina. And she didn't really know how good of a surgeon Erica was. "I thought you'd be busy or you know," not be here.

"Well, I'm here now."

"Okay. So-" Arizona explained in detail about the girl and her unusual heart thing and the more she explained the more Erica showed disbelief. "Yeah. It's pretty big."

"No, it's not that, I mean yes, it's a big case, but what I really don't understand is how you could think.." She paused. "That !? Could be more capable than I in doing it"

"That-" she tried getting a word in but Erica went off half rambling about Yang and half on the case.

"Stop." And Erica did. The blonde snapped out of it and glanced at Arizona. "You might not think Yang's capable but I do. I see.." The future, she thought and wanted to laugh at how crazy that sounded. "I see potential in her and I know she can do it. So, that's why I paged her."

Erica blinked a couple of times. "You don't even know her, do you?"

Crap. "I don't, but I've heard from the other nurses?"

The heart surgeon shook her head. "Wow, did they also say that she slept with her boss."

"Yes." No. But she knew the story before. "And I don't think that matters to me when we could save someone's life. And it shouldn't matter to you. You're dating Callie, after all" she flinched slightly.

"That's different, we're in different-"

"Is it? Is it really?"

Erica was silent, not sure what to say to that.

"So..um." Arizona shifted on the spot. "Have you spoken to Callie yet?" It's been bugging her since Erica came back.

"No." She looked away and focused on the clipboard. "But I will."

After that, both blondes started focusing on the case.

And maybe it was because they were around a child patient or whatever, but her interaction with Erica was oddly light. It was different than yesterday. All awkward jokes and light weird banter. no one really noticed it other than Arizona.

But the moment Erica asked her to join her for lunch and they both sat down in the cafeteria. People noticed.

Anyone who's anyone would know that Erica didn't make friends easily or make the effort to eat with other doctors, aside from Callie and Mark. And even then, she only barely put up with Mark for her girlfriend.

"Whoa, who's the blonde sitting with Erica?" It was Mark.

He placed his tray down and sat beside Callie who was sitting across the cafeteria from the pair, keeping her narrowed eyes on them. "Don't know."

Mark whistled, impressed. "How did that happen?"

"Don't know."

"Because isn't Hahn like a loner. Are you seeing this?" He gestured to the table where Erica lightly smiled.

"Don't. Know" Callie stabbed into her salad.

"So.. You don't see it?"

"Mark."

"What? And why aren't you sitting with her" He smirked for a second at the thought of Callie with another woman.

"We had a fight...I think. I don't know. But we haven't talked since then."

"Oh, Callie." He went to rubbed her back but was brushed off."

"Don't. it's fine. I just need to talk to her but she's been with that blonde all morning." She groaned. Frustrated.

She tried going up to Erica several times but she was always with someone. And mostly with that Peds doctor. It would've never been like that yesterday. Erica would be somewhere and always on her own. But today...

"She's cute" And that was what Callie was trying to ignore. Not only was Erica by that blonde's side, which felt like 24/7 but the woman was a fucking goddess. How was she suppose to compete with that.

It was bothering her but at the same time, but not really, just a tiny bit, it made her curious about the blonde.

"If you like that sort of thing." She muttered.

Mark glanced at her like she was crazy. "You're joking right. Geez, when you told me you were into women, I thought we could finally bond over how hot they were"

"Seriously, the woman is basically drooling over my girlfriend. I don't think talking about her would be my favourite subject."

Mark glanced back at the couple. While Callie had jealousy eyes on, Mark could see clear as day that the blonde was more so uncomfortable than drooling around Erica.

"I don't see it. But if you want, I can sweep the woman off her feet." He wiggled his eyebrows with a smirk.

Callie straighten in her seat. "That's a great idea. You distract her and I'll talk to Erica."

On the other side of the cafeteria, Arizona was thinking how on earth she ended up here.

Her head in her hands, elbow rested on the table as she listened to Erica. As much as she was thrilled that she was able to get Erica out of her shell. Arizona realised that the blonde was kind of boring. It was all work and no play. And worst of all, she could feel Callie's eyes on her, and not the way she wanted Callie to look at her.

Arizona groaned in her head, could things go anymore backwards for her.

"I thought about what you said and I have this surgery coming up and I've decided to let Yang scrub in for once."

It was the only interesting thing Erica had said all day and it made her perk up a bit. "Really?" She smiled.

"Yes. But don't get excited, it's not that big of a deal."

"Well, I'm sure Yang would be ecstatic to work with you." Erica rolled her eyes with a smile that Arizona shared.

"Ladies, mind if I join?"

Mark stood between the pair with Callie behind him. Callie was irritated but really glad that he interrupted some weird moment the women were having.

Both blondes looked at him with comically different expressions. Erica was annoyed and rolled her eyes, ready to say no when Arizona stood up and let out a squealed.

She was stunned, and her heart skipped a beat at the sight of him. Less grey hair, with an almost child-like bratty face but with the same grey eyes and that same horrible moustache that she knew so well. "Oh, my god." One hand was covering her mouth and the other was slowly touching his cheek.

It felt prickly against his stubble but soft and so, so real. "I can't believe you're real." And her eyes started to water. She didn't think she'd see him again but here he was shocked at her reaction to him.

Mark recovered quickly and smirked. "I know right, it's pretty hard to believe but yes. I am definitely real."

Arizona half laughed and half hiccuped as she tried wiping her eyes. It was one thing to see a man like Jordan Kenley alive but it's another to see Mark Sloan in the flesh as his flirty self.

Without thinking how strange it would look, Arizona went and hugged him.

"Oh" Mark said, stumbling back. He glanced back at Callie and smirked.

The ortho doctor was a little stunned to smile back. What's going on? She knew Mark had some game but this was just ridiculous. No way was he that good. Anyways, that didn't matter right now.

Callie looked at Erica and noticed a confused look, before meeting Callie's eyes. She awkwardly wave, cringing a bit. What was that? She's not some teenager. Try Again, Torres.

"Erica, do you think we could talk..in private?"

Arizona was still rubbing her cheeks against Mark's scrub when she heard Callie's voice. Her cheek rested on his chest as her eyes darted between the two.

She watched as Erica nodded and walked out of the cafeteria with Callie in tow. And frowned, unsure if the couple was going to break up or make up.

"So-o" He said, elongating the vowel, startling her.

It was comforting to be in his arms. And her chest warmed at hearing his voice. She pulled back and gave a sheepish smile at how uncomfortable he felt. This must look weird to him. "Sorry."

"No, no, don't be, most women react like that when they see me." He grinned.

"Okay good. But just so you know I'm only into women."

Erica pushed through the door and turned. Waiting for Callie to speak.

"About the other night, Erica I'm-"

"It's fine. I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have.." She shook her head. "After I left, something.. Weird happened. Anyways, I need you to know that I was hurt. I thought I had you on my side and I was disappointed to say the least when you weren't-"

"Erica-"

"-and I think this whole thing with Micheal and his heart is putting a strain in things and maybe." She looked away for a moment and then met Callie's eyes. "Maybe we should cool things down, wait this out and restart what we have o-"

"Wait." Callie waved her hands in front of her. "Are..are you saying we should break up?!" Her eyes widen.

"No! I th-"

"I can't believe this, you want to break up?"

"I think we need space. Go on a br-"

"A break?!" She screeched. This isn't happening right now. "why now? Is this because of that doctor?" She knew that Peds was bad news.

"No. This is about us and-"

"You know what, go ahead. You can have your stupid break and fuck other women."

"Callie," she looked around, noticing people watching them. Damnit.

Callie stared at her girlfriend or who ever she was, because she didn't know what they are anymore. "I don't want to look at you right now." She took a step back till she felt the door and pushed her way back inside the cafeteria.

Erica stood there for a moment, feeling her heart race a thousand a minute. It was hard having that conversation but she really didn't want to be in a relationship that was on shaky grounds. All she wanted was some time to think it over.

Callie stormed in but as soon as she reached Mark, her whole body calmed down. A break. Erica wanted a break.

Mark looked up and smiled questioning, silently asking if she was okay. She smiled back but it dropped when she realised why he didn't just ask outright.

"Hey...guys." She said and pulled out a chair.

Arizona glanced at her and smiled. Even though, things with Callie wasn't going as planned, it was still nice to see her. "Hi."

Mark looked between the two women. While Callie was being a grumpy pants, Mark had easily noticed the shift in Arizona's demeanour. They had talked for a few minutes but it almost felt like she knew him. And it was weird how she looked at him like he was ..a ghost?

But the way Arizona was looking at Callie was completely different. The shine in her eyes, the soft smile and the way she leaned a bit closer to the table where Callie was across ..

Yeah, Callie was definitely wrong about which girlfriend Arizona was drooling over.

"Arizona, have you met Callie?"

"Yeah. Yesterday. How ar-" She frowned when Callie looked away. Oh this poor girl.

"Hey, I have an idea why don't we go grab a drink after work. I'll teach you somethings that'll work with the women in Seattle."

Callie glanced at her. "Hang on, are you-"

"Gay? Yep." She smiled.

Callie narrowed her eyes and looked away. "Of course you are." She mumbled.

That night, Arizona was still at the hospital with Erica, planning out the heart surgery for tomorrow.

She glanced at the clock. She still had time before meeting up with Mark.

"-and then Dr. Yang could close up for us. Arizona?"

"Hmm. Oh yeah sounds like a plan." When did Erica start calling her by her first name. Great. She really didn't want this. "We're done here, right?" She stood up and picked up her coat from the back of her chair. "I've got to go." And was ready to leave with her back towards Erica when..

"Oh."

Crap. Arizona bit her lip. Don't do it. Don't ask her.

"D-do you want to get a drink at joes? I mean that's where I'm going anyways. And I, you said 'oh' and it sounded like you wanted to..but Mark asked and I said yes because I don't want to say no to a dead guy. Not that I don't like him. I do 'cause he could..be the father of my kid...Oh my god, not like that I just...do you still want to get that drink?"

Please say no. Please think her rambling was crazy and say no.

She laughed "I don't know what you were talking about but yes. I'd like that."

Arizona closed her eyes. Great.

"Great." She said, in a different tone to what was in her head.

When they reached the bar, Mark spotted Arizona and waved to his table. She smiled and although surprised, smiled wider when she saw Callie next to him.

She met eyes with her but Callie downed a shot of liquid before forcing a smile. It was clear she didn't want to be here. Arizona sighed.

No matter what timeline she was in, Callie still didn't want to be with her.

"You brought Erica." His voice was a little stiff.

"And you brought Callie."

"Forced." Callie said, her voice slightly slurred.

Arizona was the first to sit down, and sat beside Callie, then Erica followed suit.

She didn't realise till she got comfortable that she was seated between the couple.

Great, Arizona was stuck sitting between Callie, the love her life, who by the way, hates her and Erica who's girlfriend was her wife and also wants to be friends with her. What the heck?!

Before Arizona could stand and offer to get everyone a drink to avoid this, Mark stood up and smirked. "Why don't you ladies go ahead and chit chat while I get us some drinks."

Just 'cause he's miraculously alive again, doesn't mean Arizona couldn't throw daggers at his back.

The table was silent.

The music playing in the background, filled up the silent but it didn't take away the awkwardness.

What's taking Mark so long.

"Soo." She finally said. "This place is great, right?"

"You said you wanted a break because of us, but you're here with this blonde chick." Callie said, leaning forward to see Erica's face.

"It is about us. Me and Arizona are friends."

Friends!? When did that happen?

Callie scoffed. "Friends my ass. You just met her yesterday. Did'ya know she was a lesbian, is that why? Because I'm not on one side? Is that why?"

Arizona stiffened. Callie's drunk or tipsy either way Callie was more honest and hurtful when that happened but she wasn't sure if Erica knew.

She glanced at the blonde and saw her lips parted, speechless.

Arizona rolled her eyes. She didn't need this right now and ..where the heck is Mark!?

Callie yelled over her and Erica snapped back. She was in the middle of a tennis match and it was brutally awkward. She slumped down her seat and rubbed her eyes. This was not how she pictured her night would go.

Finally, Mark came back with their drinks.

The couple calmed down a bit afterwards and had silently agreed to not talk to each other for the whole night.

Instead, Callie was being flirty with Mark, she assumed for Erica's sake.

And Mark simply shrugged when her eyes met his.

She didn't know what that meant but she had much bigger problems to solve. Erica, although wasn't as obvious as Callie, did seemed flirty and it frustrated her. And eww.

After a couple of hours of this...this circus because that's what it looked like to Arizona. She decided to stand up. "I need to pee."

Erica smiled, Mark looked at her with sympathy and Callie giggled, ignoring her.

She walked off and washed her face in the sink.

What is going on?

This wasn't what she had hoped. If she had known bringing Erica back would also bring this sort of mess, she would've just went home that night.

She leaned against the sink and glanced at her reflection. The flickering light, reflected her eyes. This was the place she first kissed Callie. Why can't she have that happen instead. She knew this was her fault why things weren't going as plan but still.

Arizona groaned.

"H-hey blondie!" Callie said as the bathroom door swished back and forth behind her before closing to a stop.

Arizona turned. "Calliope?"

"What?" Callie scrunched her face. "How'd you know my name?"

"Um" crap. How was she supposed to explain that.

Luckily she didn't need to. "What do you want?" Callie said.

What? "Shouldn't I be asking you that."

Callie's eyes were glazed, darting between one spot on the floor to another. "Why Erica?"

Oh. She thinks.." I'm not-"

"I mean, look at you. You're fucking hot and you choose my girlfriend to seduce." She shook her head. "Please pick someone else. And besides Erica's not that great. You know," she waved a hand flippantly. "She's stubborn and would never listen to anyone if she thinks she's right. And she may look cool but she's not." Callie looked up and her heart raced.

Why is this woman looking at her like that? She's basically trash talking Erica and she's not glaring or anything. She swallowed and

continued. "Y-you could do better."

The blonde took a step and Callie stepped back. Her blue eyes stared intensely at her and she felt dizzy. She wished it was the alcohol but she had like 3 drinks..4..maybe 5 but not the point. "Stop looking at me."

"I can't do that"

"Arizona." It was meant to be a warning but it turned into a whisper, her eyes dropping to the blonde's lips.

Arizona stopped. She held her breath waiting for her heart rate to go down. That was the first time Callie has said her name. And It sounded glorious to her ears.

And maybe it was the one drink she had or the way Callie said her name but either way, something came over her and she kissed her.

She felt Callie tense up and she knew the woman was going to punch her or something. But instead she felt hands tangle in her hair, pulling them closer, a sharp intake of breath that brushed against her cheek and heat pulsed through her at Callie's touch.

She felt like crying. This was better than seeing Mark, better than her new found leg, it was a feeling she hasn't felt in a long time.

She took a chance and stepped into Callie's space, pressing their bodies to together, with urgency and an intense craving for her.

The kiss was nothing like last time. Before, it was short and sweet but this time, Arizona didn't want to just tell Callie she liked her, this time she wanted to make sure her point was made. She kissed her with fierce velocity and a deep groan came out of Callie.

Arizona smiled into the kiss before she finally pulled back, and searched in dazed eyes.

"I-I don't like Erica like that." She said.

Callie raised her fingertips to her tingling lips and realised what happened. Someone, other than her girlfriend kissed her. And she kissed back.

This is bad, isn't it? It didn't feel bad... No, it is. Right?

"I got to go." She rushed out of the bathroom leaving a blonde staring after her, stunned.

Ps. Next Chap is inCallie's perspective. not sure if that's good or bad to do.