I know it's short, but it had to be.

ARIZONA'S POV.

I am watching Callie holding her baby girl and it's killing me. I have never actually thought about having a family of my own, but watching Callie soflty soothing her baby girl makes me want to scream. She was made for me, we are meant to end up together, but I think I lost my chance with her six years ago. I was just waiting for her to call me, even when I perfectly knew I had to call her. Maybe she was waiting for me too, maybe she wanted me to come back to her... And I didn't. I behaved like a child, waiting for her to make the right move. Damn it.

"I know, but I love her eyes." She tells me. "Kinda remind me of yours." She looks at me and rushes her hand to her mouth, blushing. "Sorry, I didn't mean to.."

"It's alright." I smile at her, trying to hide what I'm really feeling like. I feel like a stupid teenager not able to control her own ormons and emotions and I actually believe what I'm feeling might be

regret.

I hate myself for this, we're grown ups and we can't even be honest. I know her main concern right now is Mateo's health and I really don't want to bother her with my feelings and stuff. I wish I had told her what I felt like years ago, because it didn't change. It won't ever change.
She smiles at me, her cheeks just turned red in shame. The thing that hurts me the most is seeing that she's trying to hide her feelings and I am doing the same. Why ? Pride ?

"We need to talk." I tell her, I'm not willing to wait anymore, I can't waste any more time.

"Sure." She perfectly knows why I want to talk to her and I believe she needs to do the same thing. She hugs both her daughters and we end up sitting next to each other in an on-call room, it's rather weird. She's facing me and I don't know how to begin this conversation, I'm way too nervous.

"There's not a proper way to say this." I begin, my eyes locked with hers. "But I need to do this, because it's haunting me and I can't live with this weight anymore. I have tried and tried again to forget what we shared, I tried to tell myself that it was better for you if we were apart, but my heart keeps aching. I know that there's something missing, I just can't feel complete. I came here worried as hell, I didn't know if you were married or engaged or what... I was scared to tell you that I have been alone for the past six years because nobody was worth enough to take your place. I can't say that I didn't try to replace you, because I did... But I couldn't be happy, I couldn't find the right person for myself... Because my soulmate has been here, in Seattle and not next to me. It felt wrong, whenever I had to date somebody I felt guilty, almost if I was cheating on you... And I somehow felt still connected to you."

I stop for a while, trying to stop myself from crying, but letting everything go as soon as I notice that she's crying her heart out in front of me. I don't know if she's nervous or if she's feeling the same, but I really needed her to know that my feelings for her haven't changed, I can't just go on with my life knowing that she's not aware of this. I have been waiting for this moment for six long years, surely not expecting her to be nice or whatever. I feel incredibly better, even if I should probably walk away. I move to get up, but she grabs my left hand.

"Maybe you felt still connected to me because I have never stopped loving you."