At the Robbins-Torres house; everyone was pretty much doing their own thing. Callie was cooking dinner, Timothy was playing with his toys, and Sofia was outside. Arizona was still working her 16 hour shift at the hospital so everyone was pretty much anxious to see her since she was going to be home at any moment now. While Callie was cutting up the vegetables, she looks out the window at her daughter who was kicking around her soccer ball. She had been doing that for the past two hours now. Callie was kinda confused on the concept of soccer. She knew you kick it with your feet and run, a lot, but she never understood why her daughter had so much passion for it. She was never into soccer and she knew for sure Arizona wasn't. But as Callie watched Sofia she could tell that she wasn't all that into what she was doing. As she stood there watching Sofia, Arizona walks in and tiredly drops her bags on the floor in front of the door.
"I will pick that up later." Arizona says, drained. She had back to back surgeries before she left so she was super tired and just wanted to lay and cuddle with her wife. But when Arizona noticed that Callie didn't even look her way she walked slowly towards her wife and looked out the window of what she was looking at. "What are we looking at?" She asks.
Callie smiles weakly at her wife before kissing her. Arizona smiles because Callie finally noticed her. "We are looking at Sofia."
"What's going on?"
Callie sighs. "She's been out there for awhile just kicking the ball back and forth and not really doing much else with it."
Arizona looks at her wife and frowns. "Ya do know that's really all you do in soccer, right?"
Callie rolls her eyes at her wife's sarcastic comment. "Duh and that you break bones, but that's not the point. The point is she's been doing that for over two hours now and she is usually doing tricks and whatever with the ball. She hasn't moved."
"Did something happen at school?" Arizona asks. Callie just shrugs. "Has she talked to Mark today?"
"Well, he called but she didn't want to talk to him." Callie tells her.
Arizona looks confused. "What do you mean she didn't want to talk to him? Just the other night she didn't want to leave his side and now she won't talk to him? I swear, that kid."
Breaking them out of their thoughts Timothy comes running downstairs. "Mommy! Momma!" He yells.
"Hey, little man. How was your day?" Arizona asks as Timothy goes and hugs his mom around her waist.
"It was fine, but I don't think Sofia had a good day." He tells his moms.
Callie looks away from the window and down at Timothy. "Why you say that? Did she tell you something?"
Timothy shakes his head. "But outside when we were waiting for Momma to come pick us up some kids were picking on her and she wasn't too happy."
Arizona and Callie exchange worried looks. They knew this day would come when their kids would get picked one but they also figured they would come to them when they were.
"What were they saying to your sister, Mijo?" Callie asks.
"They just said something about you and Mommy. Oh, and they said something about Dad being sick or whatever." He says, before running back upstairs.
"Let me talk to her." Arizona says. Callie just nods her head as her wife makes her way out of the sliding doors and into the backyard.
Arizona noticed that Sofia was kicking the soccer balls much harder than she was before and so she figured she'd better get to her fast before one of those soccer balls are aimed at her instead of the net. "Hey, Sofie-girl!" Arizona says, desperately trying to bring out her cheery voice instead of her worried one. "I feel like I haven't seen you in forever." She jokes.
Sofia kicks the soccer ball harder than before into the net making Arizona jump a little. "Hi, Mommy."
"How was school today?"
As Sofia was grabbing another ball she suddenly stops and glares at her mom. "Timothy told you." She says, not really asking because she knew the answer. Arizona starts to shake her head but Sofia stops her. "Don't even try to take up for him either."
"Okay then. Well, how about you tell me what happened?" Arizona asks.
Sofia throws down the soccer ball on the ground by her feet. "I don't want to talk about it." She says, angrily.
Arizona goes to stand in front of Sofia but quickly jumps out of the way as Sofia decides to kick the ball. "Okay, not talking about it isn't really an option right now. So, before you go to kicking the soccer ball into windows how about you just talk to me about what has you so mad."
Sofia glares at her mom, but Arizona could tell that her daughter wanted to cry. Whatever those kids said to her must have really stuck. "I know about Daddy." Sofia says, catching Arizona off guard. When did this become about Mark?
"What are you talking about, Sofia?"
"Don't act dumb, Mommy. You and Momma can't keep everything from me. Plus, when Aunt Miranda came to talk to you guys the other night, when Dad woke up, I heard everything. You all thought I was sleep, but I wasn't. Dad is going to die."
Arizona sighs. "We were just trying to get everything under control before we told you and your brother. I'm sorry."
Sofia kicks her third ball into the net then looks up at her mother. Arizona could see pain but she could also tell that Sofia was trying her hardest not to show it. "It doesn't matter." Sofia says, shrugging it off. "I have two moms already. Why do I need a third parent?" She asks, walking away to get the rest of her soccer balls. Arizona didn't know what to say. It actually scared her that Sofia even said that. But knowing she wasn't going to get anything else out of her daughter at this moment she decided to turn away and go back inside the house where Callie had been watching the entire time.
"What did she say!" Callie asks as soon as Arizona walks into the door.
Arizona looks up at Callie with concern in her eyes. "She knows about Mark."
Callie squints at Arizona, trying to figure out what she meant by that. "What do you mean she knows about Mark?"
"We thought she was sleeping when Bailey came to tell us about his surgery and she wasn't. She heard everything we said."
Callie puts her hands on her face in frustration. "Okay. Well, did she say anything about what the kids are saying at school?"
Arizona shakes her head. "No. She went straight to talking about Mark. What are we going to do?"
"I don't know. Sofia is not just going to come out and say what's going on at school. We both know that."
"So, what we just let her keep going to school and let these kids wail on her?" Arizona asks.
Callie stares at Arizona. "Wait. They are hitting her?"
Arizona shakes her head slowly. "With their words."
"Arizona!"
"I'm just saying! Apparently, this whole Mark thing is getting to her more than what we thought it was. We need to figure something out."
Just before Callie can respond, the kitchen doors open and Sofia walks in. Callie and Arizona both stop talking and look at their daughter who stops walking and looks back at them. She gives them a weird look because they were both smiling awkwardly at her then she runs upstairs. Callie turns back to Arizona. "What are we going to do?"
In Callie and Arizona's room; they are having sex.
"So, this is what we do!" Arizona asks, out of breath.
Calliee kisses her wifes bare chest. "This is the only thing I could think of at moment. Plus you've been gone for over 16 hours. I missed you."
Arizona kisses Callie on her neck. "I missed you, too!"
Suddenly, their bedroom door opens and Sofia walks in. "Hey!"
"Sofia!" Arizona yells.
Sofia freezes up when she sees what her moms were in the middle of doing. "Oh my god!" She yells, covering her eyes and turning around, but walking straight in the closed door. "Oh my god." She repeats before finally being able to get out of her parents' room.
Callie couldn't help but laugh as soon as Sofia closed the door. "Callie, it's not funny!" Arizona says trying to scolds Callie, but, she, herself was trying not to laugh.
"Kinda is." Callies laughs. "Come on. Lets go see what she wanted." She says, pulling Arizona up with her.
In Sofia's room; Sofia is sitting on the floor staring up at her four walls when Arizona and Callie walk in.
"Hey, sweetie. I'm sorry you walked into that." Arizona apologizes.
"It's okay!" Sofia says, happily, catching Callie and Arizona off guard. She jumps up and runs over to Callie. "I want to paint my room! Can I please paint my room! Please! Please?" She begs, as she jumps up and down in front of Callie.
Callie looks over at Arizona who looked pretty confused because just a few hours ago their daughter was pissed off at the world. "What color do you want to paint it?"
"Purple!" Sofia say, excitingly.
Arizona sighs, in disappointment, while Callie smiles a big white smile. "I'm going to miss the pink." Arizona says, sadly.
"We'll go get the paint tomorrow!" Callie says, with the same excitment as her daughter.
Arizona just laughed at how much the two looked alike as they ran around the room jumping up and down. She was pretty disappointed with Sofia wanting to paint her room purple. It had been bright pink since she was born and now that she was in a dark place Sofia wanted her room to be dark. She frowned on Sofia having Callie's dark place right now. Purple room. Purple room was all Arizona could repeat.
Later that night after Arizona and Callie put their kids to sleep. They called Mark to see how things were doing and then they retreated back to their room to get some sleep themselves. Callie falls onto the bed in front of Arizona.
"Isn't it great that Sofia wants to paint her room purple?" Callie asks, smiling. Arizona rolls her eyes. "What? I've been waiting for this day forever."
"For Sofia to change the color of her room? Is pink that bad?" Arizona asks.
This time Callie rolls her eyes. "We painted her room that color when she was a baby only because you begged and begged. She loved it for a little bit, and now she wants a purple room. You can't be mad at her for it."
"I'm not mad at her. I'm mad at you for having purple as your favorite color and passing it down to our daughter."
This time Callie laughs. "You're insane." Callie crawls over to Arizona and takes her lotion out of her hand. She puts it down on the nightstand before looking back at her wife. "Now, my insane wife, can we please finish what we were doing earlier?" Callie begs.
Arizona reaches over and kisses her wife passionately as Callie throws the covers over them.
At the hospital; Callie walks into Mark's room as he is on his phone. He looks up and smiles at his best friend.
"Torres. What's going on?" He asks. Callie had never seen so much energy in Mark since he was admitted, but today he had crazy happy eyes and a big smile on his face when she walked in.
"Hey, Mark. How you feeling?" Callie asks.
Mark puts his phone down. "I'm feeling good today. I just got back from chemo but so far so good."
"Good. Good." Callie walks closer to Mark's bed.
"How's my kids?" He asks.
Callie chuckles as she thinks about what happened last night. "Sofia wants to paint her room purple."
Mark looks surprised. "Purple? What happened to 'I will always love pink because Mommy does?'" Mark laughs.
Callie sits down. "She turned thirteen and wanted a change. Our little girl is growing up, Mark, and there's not much we can do about it. Arizona and I are going get the paint after work and we'll surprise her when we pick her up from school."
"Tell me how that goes."
"Sure thing." Callie agrees. "So, did Bailey tell you anything else?" She asks, in all seriousness.
Mark sighs. "I'm going to find out in a few hours when my scans come in."
"I'm sure everything will be fine." Callie says taking Mark's hand, protectively.
Mark smiles at his best friend. Sure he was feeling fine right now but something was telling him that he wasn't going to feel too fine later. "Tell me about the hospital gossip. I don't hear too much anymore since they moved me into another room."
Callie smiles and starts to tell Mark all about her morning.
Callie had left Mark's room an hour later and was going meet Arizona in the lobby so that they could go pick up their kids from school and get started on Sofia's room.
"Torres! Torres!" Bailey yells running to catch up with Callie who is heading towards the elevator. "Callie!" Callie stomps her feet and stops walking.
"Bailey, I have to go pick up my kids because we are going home and painting Sofia's room purple. I need to go paint her room purple."
Bailey shakes her head confused. "Purple?"
"What. Do. You. Need?" Callie asks.
Bailey rolls her eyes. "Fine. Go paint your daughter's room purple so I can just go tell Mark first what his results are."
Callie eyes widen. "Results? You're going to tell me first?"
"If you want to prepare your children. Yeah, I think it's best."
"Wha-What do you mean prepare? Is he dying? What the hell, Bailey!" Callie was going into a panic.
"I can't tell you that it's good, but I will tell you he is not dying. Not yet anyway. The cancer has spread to pretty much all of his organs. Now, we can do all we can to keep Mark comfortable. We can also keep doing chemo and radiation." Bailey explains.
"What about surgery? I thought you were going to do surgery again."
"First I'm going to talk to Mark and see what he wants to do."
"Can that wait until tomorrow? Sofia has been in a dark place lately and last night she inturrupted my and Arizona's sex.." Bailey flaps her arms in digust. "..just to tell us that she wants to paint her room purple, and she's really excited about it! So, can I please make my daughter's night before I put her back into her dark place? Plus I really want to be there when you tell Mark. He's been going through a lot of things alone because we all work. So, I am saying I want to be there when you tell him." Callie says, exhaling.
Bailey sighs and nods her head before looking back up at Callie. "Go make your daughter's night."
Callie smiles slightly before heading into the elevator. Down in the lobby Callie walks out of the elevator to be met by Arizona.
"Hey, are you ready to go turn our daughter's pink room purple?" She says, somberly. Callie stops walking and looks into her wife's bright blue eyes. "What's wrong?"
"Mark is going die." She says, simply.
On the way to Sofia's school; Arizona and Callie are discussing what Bailey had told Callie earlier.
"You can't just come out and say it like that." Arizona tells her. "He can still make it."
"He's not going to make it, Arizona, and we have to tell him that tomorrow!" Arizona rolls her eyes as they pull up at the school. "And don't think you are getting out of tomorrow. You are going to come with me because I cannot do that alone. And we are not going to say anything to..."
"Sofia!" Arizona interrupts.
Callie looks at her wife like she is crazy. "Yeah, Sofia and Timothy."
"No! Calliope, Sofia!" Arizona says, pointing to Sofia who throws down her backpack and walks over to the two girls who were making fun of her.
"Oh, crap!" Callie yells, opening the door and jumping out. Arizona does the same but she stays on her side just looking. Callie walks inbetween her daughter and the two girls just in time. "What is going on here?" She asks, sternly.
Sofia picks up her backpack. "Nothing. Lets go." Sofia says, walking to the car, with Timothy following behind.
"I guess you're her mother." One of the girls snickers.
"Uh, yeah. I am. Do you have a problem with that?" Callie asks, annoyed.
Arizona hurries and runs over to the girls and Callie knowing that Callie would hit a little girl if she needed to. "Callie!"
"And there's the other one." The other girls whispers laughing.
Arizona runs over and grabs Callie. "What did you say?" Callie asks, stepping up in the girls face.
"Callie!" Arizona yells, pulling Callie away. "What is wrong with you? They are thirteen."
"Those girls were making fun of us and teasing our daughter, Arizona!." Callie explains, angry.
"Come on." Arizona says, dragging Callie to the car. When everyone gets in Arizona turns around and looks at Sofia. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Oh my gosh you got the paint!" She says, excitingly. Callie gives Arizona a worried look. "It's so pretty! Are we doing it today?"
"As soon as we get home!" Callie says, trying to match Sofia's excitment.
"Yes. You guys are awesome!" She says, jumping up and down in her seat.
Arizona looks at Callie sternly and shakes her head in disapprovement. The way Callie acted out there was inexcusable and the way their daughter is acting right now is inexcusable. Lying to them lately was not Sofia and now Arizona couldn't help but think that things were going to get worse after everyone found out about Mark.
After snacks; Arizona and Timothy settled at the kitchen table to start on his homework while Callie and Sofia get everything out of the garage that they need to paint. Earlier they already moved Sofia's things out of her room, so when they are finished and the paint is drying Sofia would have to sleep in her parents room, which she didn't mind at all since it's been a long time since she's done that and Arizona knew that Sofia needed them right now even if she wouldn't admit it. So, when Callie and Sofia walk back into the house and towards the stairs Timothy looks at Arizona with a confused look on his face.
"Mommy, why aren't we helping?" He asks.
Arizona smiles at her son. "Because my dear boy you have to do your homework which I know you are not going to want to do this weekend, and anyway Momma and Sofia can handle it."
"Or because your Mommy just doesn't want to watch Sofia's very pink room disappear." Callie jokes following Sofia upstairs.
Timothy turns back to Arizona, questioning her with his eyes. "Don't listen to her. Okay, lets start some math!" She says, sarcastically. Timothy rolls his eyes and starts his homework.
In Sofia's room; Callie is pouring the paint into the bend while Sofia looks around at her room that was pink for so long and was going to be changed into a whole brand new color. Callie looks up at her daughter and smiles.
"Changing your mind?" She asks.
Sofia looks back at her mom quickly and laughs. "No. I'm just taking it all in."
"Are you sure you want to do it, Mija? We don't have to."
"No, no! I want to! I want to! Is it ready?" She asks, hopefully.
Callie hands her a paint roller. "Yeap. Lets get this started!" She says, turning on the radio. Sofia starts laughing as she and her mom start rolling the purple paint over the pink walls while they dance. If you didn't think they were mother and daughter before then there was no way you would think that again after watching them dance. Sofia had her mother's dancing skills which kinda scared Arizona a little bit, and Mark, because that meant that even when Sofia didn't mean, to dance, or look the way she did when she danced, they all knew the boys would eventually be all over as she got older and started to fill in more.
Forty-five minutes went by and Sofia and Callie are still painting. It had been quiet for awhile as Callie worked on one wall and Sofia worked on the other right behind her. Those girls were still in the back of her mind and, frankly, it was still pissing Callie off. So, instead of finding those girls and breaking their little noses, Callie figured she'd try to talk to Sofia first before she went to that extreme.
"So, what was with those girls today?" Callie asks.
Sofia stops painting for a second. "I don't really want to talk about it." Callie turns around and looks at Sofia giving her the face that said she didn't believe a damn thing she was saying. Sofia could feel her mom staring at her so she turns around and is faced with her mom's big brown eyes staring at her. "What? I don't."
"Sofia Grace Sloan Robbins-Torres, I will not stand here and let you lie to me. I taught you better than that. Now, are you going to just go on for who knows how long with these girls picking on you or are you going to tell me why they are doing it?"
"Mom, we're painting." Callie puts the paint roller down. "What are you doing?"
"Well, I'm not painting anymore until you tell me what's been going on at school. So, I'm done." Callie says as she starts to walk out.
Sofia looks around her room, quickly, at the work they had done. They still had so much to do and she did not want to go to sleep to an unfinished room. "Alright. Fine!" Callie smirks before turning around. She kinks her eyebrows for Sofia to continue. "Those girls found out about dad and just have been saying that when Daddy dies then I'll be a freak for sure because now I'll have just two moms and no dad." She explains, looking down. Callie sighs and walks over to her daughter.
"They are wrong." She tells hers.
"I know. I just...I don't know."
"Baby, you can't listen to those girls. They are just being ignorant and you need to ignore them. Yeah, it'll be hard, but eventually they will get bored with it. But if you have anymore problems I need you to come and talk to me or your mom. Okay?" Callie says, sternly.
"And what if they don't stop? Can I break their nose!" Sofia asks with an evil smile.
Callie shakes her head, laughing. "You are way too good at that and no you will not break their nose because then they'll come to me and I'll have to refuse to fix it. I just want you to come and talk to me or mommy or maybe someone at school. Or, Sofia, just talk to them."
"Uh, yeah, that's never going to happen."
"They might surprise you." Callie tells her as Sofia rolls her eyes playfully. "So, can you promise me that you'll come to us whenever something is bothering you?"
Sofia takes a deep breath. She really didn't want to continue this conversation with her mom so she was willing to say whatever to get back to painting. "Yeah, sure. Now can we please finish my room before the sun comes up?" She pleads.
Callie chuckles and turns back around to her spot. "Alright, dramatic, let's get to it." Sofia jumps up and down before grabbing her paint roller again and spreading the purple onto the wall. She wasn't quite sure what made her say purple in the first place. Well, she always loved the color purple so she guessed she just needed a change in her life that she chose for herself since a lot of things were changing that she wasn't happy about. Callie and Sofia turn together to face their last pink wall. "The last pink wall. How you feeling about it?"
Sofia takes a deep breath as she stares at the wall. She had a lot of days and nights with this wall, well, with the color pink. When she was scared all she had to do was look at her walls and remember that her mommy was in the next room and that everything will be okay. It was like having her mommy's bright and cheerful smile with her all the time. "Lets keep it." Sofia tells her mom.
Callie does a double take at the wall and her daughter. "What?" She asks, confused. "You want to keep it pink?"
Sofia nods her head. "Yeah. I mean I always thought of Mommy when I looked at my pink walls, but now I have purple and I'll have a pink wall, too, so I'll think about you and Mommy now. Plus, she seemed really upset that I was getting rid of the pink, and I mean it doesn't look bad with the purple."
Callie smiles and looks down at her daughter. She rubs Sofia's cheek gently. "You're a sweet kid."
Sofia laughs as she and Callie fall to the floor in exhaustion. "I never want to paint ever again."
"It wasn't that bad." Callie jokes. Truth was she felt like she was getting too old to do this kind of stuff, even though she wasn't old at all.
They were silent for a few minutes just looking around the very purple and again pink room just before Sofia decided to break it. "Momma."
"Hm?"
"I think Daddy is going to be fine. I really do."
Callie's facial expression quickly changed from hearing that come out of her daughter's mouth. All this time she hadn't really heard anything from Sofia about her dad. She was just angry, but to hear that she thinks Mark is going to be fine broke her heart because she knew that he wouldn't be. Callie gently puts her arm around her daughter and pulls her closer to her. "I hope so, baby." She whispers in her daughter's ear before kissing her gently on her temple.
Outside the room they could hear footsteps coming closer; fast ones and slow ones. "Whooaaa!" Timothy says in amazement. "It's so purple!"
"You like it, buddy?" Callie asks, amused.
"Yeah! Mommy, you need to come see this." He tells Arizona.
Arizona walks by with her hand covering her eyes. "No thanks."
Sofia laughs and jumps up, running to Arizona. "Mommy, open your eyes." Sofia grabs Arizona's hand and brings her into the room while her eyes are still covered.
"It smells like too much purple." Arizona says, bitterly.
Callie laughs and stands up by her wife. "You might want to look at this, Arizona."
Arizona slowly puts her hand down and opens her eyes. She looks around the very purple room with a somber face, but tears start to develop in her eyes when she notices the very pink wall that was still painted in her favorite color. "Do you like it? I decided to keep it." Sofia tells her.
Arizona pulls Sofia into her arms and hugs her tightly. "I love it. You're an awesome kid, Sofia Robbins-Torres."
"You're pretty awesome, too."
"And the purple isn't that bad." Arizona says, finally giving in making Callie laugh while she leans in to put a gentle kiss on Arizona's cheek.
"Can I paint my room green!" Timothy asks, in a hopeful and excited tone of voice.
"NO!" All three girls say at the same time. One kid changing something she loved was enough; she was not going to let the other kid go the same route.
Later that night; Arizona and Callie are in their bedroom getting ready for bed while Sofia is in her own bathroom getting ready, too. Arizona is sitting on their bed putting lotion on whenever Callie comes out brushing her teeth.
"She thinks Mark is going to be okay!" Callie says in the middle of brushing. "Our daughter who has been negative through this whole thing paints her room purple and decides to think positive for the night. How can we just tell her that things aren't looking good at all?"
Arizona looks up at Callie. "You're dripping toothpaste on the floor, Calliope." Callie looks down at the floor and rolls her eyes before heading back into the bathroom. "And we don't have to tell her anything." Callie pokes her head out and looks at Arizona like she is crazy.
"What are you talking about, Arizona?"
"Look, we may not have to tell her anything. Mark needs to talk to his kids about his condition. We can only say so much to our kids and Mark needs to explain to them what's going on and we just need to be there for them." Arizona explains.
Callie walks out, without a toothbrush this time, and goes over to the bed. "I guess you're right. I just wish this didn't have to happen to them, to Mark, to us! I'm going to lose my best friend, Arizona." Callie says, tearing up. "I am going to lose him."
Arizona kisses Callie gently on her temple. "I know. But we will get through this. We will help Mark get through this and Sofia and Timothy. It's going to be very, very hard, but we will do this. I promise."
"I hope you're right." Callie says, wiping her eyes just in time to hear Sofia coming out of her room.
"Okay, parents, stop doing whatever you're doing that you don't want me to see because I'm coming in!" She yells, running into her parent's room and hopping right onto the bed in front of her parents.
"Very funny." Arizona says, sarcastically.
"Well, you two are freaks." Callie nudges Sofia playfully and she falls back onto Arizona laughing. "Can we go see Daddy tomorrow? Please? I want to tell him about my room."
Arizona and Callie exchange looks before turning back to Sofia. "Okay." Callie answers.
Sofia lays downs in the middle of her moms and sighs happily. This was the first she's felt happy in a long time and it probably was because of her purple and pink room but she didn't care. She was happy. "Momma, thanks for helping me paint my room."
"No problem, baby." Callie says, kissing her daughter on her cheek before laying down on the side of her.
Sofia looks over at Arizona. "And Mommy, thanks for letting me paint my room."
Arizona smiles sweetly at her daughter before kissing her on her other cheek. "You're welcome." She says, falling on the other side of her daughter. Sofia couldn't help but cuddle closer to Arizona as Callie and Arizona put their arms around their daughter's waist. They were going to enjoy this moment while they had it.
At the hospital; Callie walks into Mark's room to find him sitting up in bed with his regular clothes on and a bag that is packed with his stuff. She looks around confused.
"What are you doing?" She asks.
Mark looks up and smiles slightly at Callie. "I'm leaving."
"But why? You're not ready." She says, worriedly, stepping closer to her best friend.
"I'm ready, Callie."
Callie looked like she was going to breakdown at any moment. "You are not ready, Mark. Didn't Bailey tell you? You can't.."
"I'm leaving." Mark interrupts. "Callie, I'm leaving. I'm not dying in this hospital for my kids to sit and watch. I'm going home and spending all the time I can with them."
"But your treatments."
"I'll still come and get them. Callie, I know this is a lot.."
"A lot!" Callie yells. "Mark, do you think this is just happening to you and our kids! No! It's happening to me who you've known for over thirteen years. We've worked together and we've done stupid things together. We've had kids together! Arizona and I are at home taking care of our kids and walking around like you're completely fine, when you're not! We are telling them that everything is going to be okay, when it's not! Sofia had such hope in her eyes last night and for the first time, in days, she smiled. Well, I'm not going to be the one to take that smile away from her. You are!"
Before Mark could respond they both could hear little footsteps in the hallway. Then they hear Arizona yell to stop running and that's when they knew their kids were about to run into the room. Callie quickly wipes away her tears when Timothy and Sofia run in with Arizona closely behind.
"Daddy!" Timothy yells jumping onto the bed on the side of Mark.
"Timothy, be careful!" Arizona scolds.
"You're dressed, and you have a bag!" Timothy says, surprised. "Are you leaving!"
Mark smiles down at his son and wraps his arm around Timothy. "I am. I'm going home." Mark looks up at Sofia who was just standing there staring at her dad.
"Seriously?" She asks. And in that moment all Mark could see was hope in his daughter's eyes. The same hope Callie was screaming at him about, and he knew that soon he will be the one to make that hope disappear. Sofia's smiles a smile that Arizona and Callie hadn't seen in such a long time. Sofia runs straight into her dad's arms. Mark wraps his arms around both his children and laughs.
"I'm going home." He whispers. Callie and Arizona exchange unhappy looks at Mark. "I'm going home." He says, staring at the two women.