Hello all! Long time no see, eh?

Calliope Torres was getting restless. Mark had left a while ago and she was waiting to hear more about Arizona's condition. She tried reading the magazines some nurse had gotten her, but she ended up just flipping the pages while staring at the door. Finally she saw Mark coming through the door.

"So?" she asked hopefully. Mark smiled and went out the door. "Hey! What the hell are you doing?" Mark came in the room again this time with a wheelchair.

"Wanna go see Blondie?" Callie flashed him her biggest smile.

"Don't call her that! And, yes, please!"

Mark helped her into the chair and together they went down a few halls, till they came to a stop outside Arizona's room.

"Here you go. Do you want to go in alone?"

"Yeah, yeah… I want to see her now." Mark smiled and opened the door for Callie.

Arizona was lying flat on her back in the hospital bed. Derek and Mark had come to see her, but she was still waiting for Calliope. She had been told Calliope was fine, but now she was starting to doubt it. If she was fine, they would have gotten permission to visit each other. She sighed and shifted in the bed. She head talking outside the room and sat up a bit. As the door opened she caught a glimpse of a wheelchair.

Is it her? It's her, isn't it? Of cause it's her, who else will visit me in a wheelchair? But I do have patients who would require a wheelchair, and they could very well want to visit her. Shh, shut up. They're coming!

She was so eager to see who was going to come in the door that she leaned to far over the side of the bed. With a small scream she fell to the floor.

"ARIZONA!"

Arizona sighed. There goes the dignity. With her face pressed to the floor she answered the familiar voice.

"Yees?" Slowly she tried to get up, only to find that her arms refused to keep her weight. She flopped back on the floor.

"Arizona? You okay? Mark! MARK, GET IN HERE! Help her! Oh my God, Arizona! Answer me!"

"I would love to answer you, but it's pretty hard to talk with your face in the floor." She felt a pair of hands grabbing her arms and soon she was face to face with her girlfriend. "Hey, honey! How are ya?"

Callie looked at her with raised eyebrows. She let out a small laugh as she watched Mark and one of the interns gently placing her girlfriend back in her bed.

"I'm peachy, just fine. How are you? What happened?" She rolled closer to the bed, as Mark and the intern left the room.

Arizona blushed.

"I fell…" she looked at Callie with a pout.

Callie snorted. "Yeah, I can see that. But why? Should we restrain you?" Arizona looked horrified.

"NO! Please don't! I'll be good! I promise." Callie laughed. Arizona looked sheepishly at her. "You're just kidding right? You wouldn't do that to me, would you?" Arizona's face changed to a mildly, scratch that, a very much pouting face.

"Of cause I won't do that. But, how are you? Feeling okay? Why would you go into that car?"

"I'm fine, Calliope! Seriously! Just a bit shaken up. I'm a doctor. And the big men couldn't go in there. They're BIG! So I was the only one who could go in. I was helping. But I didn't plan on getting stuck. What 'bout you? How are you?" Arizona grabbed Calliope's hand and squeezed it. Callie smiled.

"I'm fine, I had time to recover." They looked at each other. "Could I get a kiss?"

"What kind of question is that? Of cause!"

They smiled, leaned in, and kissed.

THE END

What? The END? I know right? But I thought this would be a fitting ending. When I began writing this chapter I thought there would be a few more, but then it came to this. Tell me what you think.

Want a sequel?
I've had such fun writing and all the reviews make me so happy. So this won't be the last story I'll write. But do you want it to be a sequel? When I say sequel, I don't mean a story right after this moment. But perhaps a few months later, with just a brief mention of the accident.

Wow… way to ramble… Well, tell me what you think!

Thanks to all the reviewers and readers! I love you all very dearly! :D

Bye, for now!