Title: Bright Eyes

Author: Brittany

Tagline: "A baby will make love stronger, days shorter, nights longer, bankroll smaller, home happier, clothes shabbier, the past forgotten, and the future worth living for."- Unknown

Summary: A series of of one shots chronicling the lives of Callie and Arizona through the pregnancy, birth and first years of their child's life.

Spoilers: Most of this story is really AU, but there is mentions of 6X24

Rated: PG-13

Pairing: Callie/Arizona/Baby

Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings and events thereof, are properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.

Author's Note: I went back and forth a lot with this installment before I finally decided to post it. This one shot includes a party and the doctors of Seattle Grace finding out what we already know. Also, I would love to hear your opinions about what you want Calliope's baby to be, the next one shot is dealing with the gender so I want to see what every one is thinking, even though I've pretty much already made my mind up. :] So, that's just about it. All I have left to say is "I want to wake up where you are." ;)


7.You're Having My Baby

Arizona has never truly been the party type, she has never been drawn to large gatherings with music playing, alcohol being consumed and people socializing with each other, even though in the morning they wouldn't remember their names. She can not recall the many times that her friends tried to sneak her out of her parents house or the many times that her exes tried to convince her that it would be okay because it was simply a small gathering; all times of which she refused to go. Parties are a certain coming of age cultural event that the Peds surgeon was certainly not upset that she missed out on. She realizes now, with a disgruntled sigh, exactly why she hates large social events like this, as their doctor friends gather around their living room.

The Torres-Robbins home was nothing too special, nothing too eloquent, and although it can not compare to the large mansion owned by Calliope's father, their home is quite lovely itself. Although it is built upon one of the best views overlooking Seattle, the simplistic two story home sits quietly by itself; brushed with a soft coat of warm white upon the siding as a large yard, green with grass, spreads before it. The walk way is adorned with flowers separated equal lengths apart on each side, mostly that of simple, small flowers that bring about beauty in their own way. The interior of the home is in it's own way quite delicate; the living room is painted a warm and inviting yellow as furniture accommodating the color scheme and the comfort needs of it's residents. The kitchen is majestic with marble counter tops, top of the line refrigerator and oven. Upstairs is where the four bedrooms lay, including that of the master bedroom with an adjacent bathroom that includes both a shower and a tub. It had not been cheap, but this had been the one true place that Calliope couldn't stop thinking about and Arizona knew that she would make this their home, no matter what the cost may be. Calliope suggested that they needed a big house for their kids and while, although, Arizona wasn't so sure that she wanted a big family, a big space certainly couldn't hurt.

Looking around now as a sea of doctors surround her, she realizes that maybe buying such a large house was a good idea, after all. It isn't cramped like their social gatherings had been when they lived in the apartment, they don't have to worry about becoming overcapacity and becoming a fire hazard like that one time, she chuckles. Glancing around their beautiful home that is full of their beautiful friends, as she swishes her apple cider in her glass, Arizona realizes how lucky she is. Not only to have such a beautiful home or such a beautiful wife or the most perfect baby on the way, but she is lucky to have so many friends, so many people who care for her. So many people whom, even though their year has been hectic and crazy as they each dealt with the shooting disaster in their own ways, still showed up to share a laugh and a good time with both she and Calliope. Truly, she smiles, she has been blessed with not only a beautiful wife but with a beautiful family as well.

She notices the Latina who has somehow managed to surround herself in the middle of the crowd, chatting away with Lexie, Meredith and Cristina. She watches as her wife flicks her wrist, her eyes glancing from one face to the other as a large smile spreads upon her face. She has no idea how beautiful she really is, Arizona smiles in a warming sigh. Standing against the northern wall, Mark, Derek, Richard and Owen mingle in their own conversation that the blond is sure is somewhat surgery related. Standing with Teddy, Miranda meets her gaze with a warm and tender smile that the Peds surgeon only returns with a quiet laugh of her own. While, they had started out on the wrong foot, she truly considers Miranda Bailey to be one of her closest and dearest friends, even if she doesn't do girl talk and doesn't like the 'Oh my God's', the 'Yay's' or the thoughts of braiding hair. Clutching to his own wine glass, Karev stands in the corner with his cellphone clutched tightly in his hands, awaiting a phone call. Probably from his long lost ex-wife, Arizona sighs, an ex-wife who didn't even give him enough of a chance to stick around.

Calliope is different, she is nothing like Isobel Stevens, who ran away when times got hard. She is nothing like Lexie Grey who continues to deny the fact that she remotely has any feelings for Mark Sloan. And she is certainly nothing like Cristina Yang or Meredith Grey, whom both avoid emotional connections when they get the chance. No, she smiles, Calliope is different, the most amazingly breath defying kind of different. Her higher power has finally shown love her way and she certainly not going to let her go, no after everything they have been through, not with their child on the way.

"Great turn out," the voice of Miranda Bailey catches her off guard, she jumps startled. The short African-American woman chuckles quietly to herself upon realizing the fact that she has scared her once co-worker and fights away the smile on her face. Nodding her head, Arizona takes a sip of her apple cider, turning her attention to Miranda who is dressed in a beautiful dress, one that adorns her body in the most perfect of ways, curving around her curves in a delicate way.

"Yeah. I was a little worried that every one wouldn't be able to show up. But Calliope and I talked to Shepard earlier, we told him that it was really important that every one show up tonight, including him. Guess a little bad ass mixed in with a little bit of McDreamy 2.0 really does work," Arizona shrugs, the playful smile curling upon her lips as her dimples are slowly revealed. Miranda huffs, looking around at the crowd as she takes a swig of her alcoholic beverage with a soft squint of her eye.

"Yeah, well, you better hope there isn't any medical emergency tonight. The hospital is full of Mercy Westers tonight and I'm not saying that they aren't talented but..."

"But they aren't as talented or skilled as us?" offers Arizona with a wink and Miranda chuckles, toasting her glass against the Peds surgeon as a playful laugh escapes from her lips.

"Exactly," laughs Miranda, taking a sip of her beverage. For a moment the conversation comes to a halt between the two of them, the deafening silence falling around the two clearly skilled and talented women. Arizona hates the silence, it reminds her far too much of that fatal day in which Mr. Clark took no prisoners in their hospital. She had heard of Miranda's near brush with death as he entered her patient's room and although nothing would ever be said of it anymore, she will never forget how truly thankful that he had chosen to let her survive, if not for her own reasons, but for that of her beautiful son. She had also heard of the break down Miranda had once the elevators had been turned off and Charles Percy unfortunately lost his life to the end of a barrel of a gun. Her father had once told her that it is impossible to save them all but she knows, with a sigh, that it is moments like that, moments when you feel so incredibly helpless that you wish you could save them all.

"I'm really glad that you are okay," Arizona breaks the silence with those seven words that meant so much more than any one would ever think. Miranda turns to her, confusion written on her face, her brow drawn together in a straight line as her lips pursed together.

"Excuse me?" asks Miranda but Arizona does not have to say the words. Instead, her blue eyes flash with sympathy and sadness and it all hits home with Miranda, even though it's nearly a year later. Nodding her head, she traces the ring around her wine glass, gnawing on her bottom lip as the tears threaten to fill in her dark brown eyes. She almost breaks for a moment, she almost allows the cry to escape from her but she knows that here is certainly not the place and it is certainly not the time to bring this up. Not with every one watching, not with every one struggling with their own scars to overcome.

"Thank you. I just... I wish that I could have saved him," Miranda mumbles quietly, her eyes fixated upon the wine glass in her hand and Arizona only nods her head. She, like everyone here tonight, knows the pain of losing a patient but Charles Percy just wasn't any patient, he was one of them. He may have started out at Seattle Grace as a Mercy-Wester whom was far too cocky but in the end, he became one of them and to lose him along with Reed, was a terrible tragedy.

"My father always says that you can't save them all all the time," Arizona offers her bit of advice with a warm smile and Miranda nods her head in understanding, her dark eyes flickering to meet Arizona's.

"But it would sure be nice if we could," Miranda sighs with a quiet laugh and Arizona nods her head, taking a swig of her apple cider. Looking around the social event that now surrounds her, the Peds surgeon understands how truly lucky they are, how blessed they were to escape that day with their lives. And whilst, it is a year later and the security methods have greatly increased, the trauma will stay with all of them for the rest of their lives and Arizona wishes with her whole heart that maybe, just maybe, love could heal those scars. At least just this once.

"So, I suppose you and Torres called us all away from our jobs and our families tonight to tell us about the mini Torres-Robbins growing inside of your wife?" Miranda states simply and Arizona nearly chokes on her apple cider. Coughing to bring the liquid back up, she turns to face the shorter woman, her lips pursed together as a quiet gush of air escapes from within her.

"You forgot that she told me, didn't you? Of course you did because if it has nothing to do with cute dying children or the beautiful Ortho goddess, you don't remember it. Figures," Miranda grumbles with a smirk, taking another swig of her alcoholic beverage. With a playful roll of her eyes, Arizona only smiles, sitting her glass of apple cider down upon the wooden table that decorates the corner in which she has been standing.

"It's not that I didn't remember! I just have a lot going on, thank you! Between saving children and trying to be an amazingly kick ass wife and protecting our little secret, things tend to slip my mind. Literally, I went into the operating room the other day and totally forgot to close the kid up, my scrub nurse had to stop me! I can't wait for every one to find out so I can stop being so... scatter brained," Arizona mumbles and Bailey smirks.

"Like that would help," jokes Bailey and Arizona forces a laugh.

"You know, everybody calls you the Nazi and they think that you are sooooo hard core. But they underestimate exactly how sarcastic you can be," Arizona smiles and to this, Bailey nods her head with a smirk. However, before their conversation can continue, Calliope approaches her wife, her raven curls bouncing, her warm russet brown eyes full of passion as her heart stopping smile plays upon her face.

"Hey, Dr. Bailey. Thanks for coming. Um, Arizona, are you ready to do this?" Calliope asks in a nervous giggle. With a smile, Arizona places her hands upon her wife's shoulders, gently playing with a loose curl as her blue eyes meet her warm brown. It is moments like this, with one gentle touch, that the rest of the world manages to fall away around them; it is moments like this in which they want to be lost in each other because nothing else matters.

"I'm ready to tell the world," Arizona smiles, kissing Calliope delicately upon her pursed lips as Miranda averts her eyes in an embarrassed giggle of her own, fighting to suppress the smile that wants to curl upon her face.


"Can we have everyone's attention please?" exclaims Calliope as she and Arizona gather in the middle of their living room, their fingers perfectly intertwined around one another, the child like gleaming smiles quickly forming upon their lips. But, like most of the time, the doctors attention is adverted from the two lovely ladies who are now standing in the middle of the room because they are far too lost in their own conversations. Glancing around, Arizona taps her foot impatiently as Derek guffaws a loud laugh, Lexie gestures her statement with a flick of her wrist and Teddy smiles at Owen. Her piercing blue eyes meet Miranda's who patiently waits their announcement, catching her gaze, she simply nods her head with a smirk, knowing the reaction that is coming next. Growling in frustration, Arizona pulls her hand away from Calliope's, placing her fingers against her lips as she whistles exceptionally loudly, startling every one as they stare at her in their own grumbles.

"HEY! She has something to say and you are going to listen to her and you are going to like it! You all owe us one! We threw this big party for you, with alcohol and food that you didn't have to pay for and we have all covered your asses once or twice when it comes to banned surgeries," Arizona glares in Derek's direction as he smiles at her, "or kept quiet about who is sleeping with who in the on call room," her blue eyes flicker to Mark who smugs a grin as he takes a swig of his alcoholic beverage, "Besides all of that, I grew up with the name Arizona and my father was in the military, so I know how to fight dirty. Now, I hate parties so I'm cranky and I will go full on Arizona Robbins on your asses if you don't give her the attention that she deserves. Anybody got a problem with shutting their traps for the next five minutes? No. Great!" Arizona snaps and the deathly silence fills the room. Gulping, Calliope's wide eyes meet Arizona's as she fits away the smile on her face.

"Since when did you learn to be all bad ass like that?" whispers Calliope and Arizona shrugs.

"I work in Peds. Everybody thinks that I'm all soft and mushy and rainbows, sometimes you gotta take a stand for yourself or people are going to walk all over you," Arizona states and Callie smiles, leaning over to whisper in her ear.

"Well, I think bad ass Arizona is totally hot," whispers Callie in a sexy chuckle and the blush quickly curls within Arizona's cheeks as the dimple revealing smile finds it's way onto her flawless face. Watching at her wife's sudden flustered appearance, Calliope gnaws on her bottom lip, blinking her long eyelashes as the lust and passion pulses through her veins. However, their sexy time is interrupted by the sound of Mark clearing his throat with a soft 'let's get this show on the road' mumbled under his breath. Rolling her eyes playfully, Calliope refocuses her attention back to the crowd of friends that surrounds her with a smile upon her face as she clasps her hands together.

"First of all, I just wanted to say thanks to every one for coming tonight. I...we really appreciate it. I know... I know that it has been a hard year for all of us. We have been bruised and shaken. Some of us lost our way. Some of us found our way home. Some of us found comfort at the end of the bottle while other's found comfort in their lovers arms. We deal with trauma every day, but we never thought that something like this could happen to us, until it did. It changed our lives. It brought us all closer together and it taught us how to live again, how to make every moment count and not let stupid things come between us and the people we love. We're learning how to walk again together, it's shaky, but we are doing together and we are never letting go of the people we love again," Callie begins with a warm sigh, her eyes venturing across the room full of her friends, full of people who have seen both her and Arizona in the highest and lowest points of their lives, people who she loves.

"That's why we asked you here today. Arizona and I... we have been through so much together, you guys know that. Most of you were there from the beginning, when I was so.. lost after Erica left and she put me back together. You guys were there when I brought her to Alex and Izzie's wedding, when I had my massive show down with my father in front of every one and you were there when we broke each other's hearts and then when Mr. Clark threatened to take her from me, that is when I realized that I couldn't live without her anymore. You were there for our wedding, for our happy times and our bad. That's why we want you here now," Callie smiles, her eyes locking with Arizona's as the blond nods her head, encouraging her wife to say the words that have been rolling off her lips so easily as of late.

"As most of you know, I've always wanted kids, even when I was with George. But A-Arizona didn't. And we tried to fix it... fix us... but we ran away from our problems instead of admitting our fears. Then... Mr Clark showed us exactly what it meant to be scared and how stupid it was that we were letting something so amazing fall apart over something like this. Arizona and I have a lot of love to offer the world, we are both smart women who are far too overly protective of the ones that we love and we will do anything to see the people that we love happy. We are both fairly attractive women who love each other very much, who have a lot to offer a little monster, we are a team. The best team. So that's why..." Callie's wide smile appear on her face as she clutches Arizona's hand within her own.

"I just... I wanted you to hear it from me first. Everyone...I'm uh... I'm... I'm pregnant," Callie smiles and as soon as the words escape from her pursed lips, the room fills in a burst of cheers and applause that catches the two women off guard. Through the burst of applause, one voice is clearly heard.

"Way to go Sloan!" The voice belongs to Alex Karev as he chants his cheer from his corner, the beer snug in his hands as Arizona shoots him a glare.

"Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Sloan's little swimmers did not do that!" Mark exclaims, pushing his hands out in front of him as Lexie smiles in his direction as the clear blush appears in his cheeks. Shaking her head in frustration, Arizona shoots a glare to Karev before she steps forward, twisting her fingers in her blond curls.

"It's my baby!" Calliope is having my baby!" Arizona exclaims loudly and the cheers once again grow exceptionally louder as Arizona sighs, sharing a gaze with her wife, "you're having my baby." And to her, the words have never sounded more perfect.


The following hour was full of answering the questions of her friends, thanking those who gave her their welcoming smile and cooed over how amazing it is that she is bringing a new life into this world, especially after everything that happened in the past year. Somehow, the Peds surgeon managed to miss most of the cooing and awing and the girl talk that Bailey despises so much by busying herself in the kitchen. Cleaning up as she so swiftly told Calliope as their friends surrounded them, she would never truly admit that the reason she felt the need to clean up was to escape. However, now, all the dishes had been cleaned and put away, the empty boxes were thrown in the trash and the random spills have been dried with a simple flick of a towel. So now, when she approaches Calliope and she receives the 'I can't believe you left me alone with all these people' glare, she only hangs her head with an all too familiar smirk appearing on her face.

She smiles in the direction of Derek and Mark who both give her the 'nod' before she pushes her way through the crowd to stand beside of her wife. Grabbing two wine glasses full of apple cider, she reaches one to Calliope, their skin briefly meeting as she notices her black fingernail polish and she smiles at her. Sometimes, Calliope will never change.

"You know, you can drink alcohol. You're not the one pregnant," Callie smiles at her wife, swishing her apple cider around in her wine glass, uninterested in drinking the liquid that fills her glass. To this, the Peds surgeon only nods her head, her pursed lips sipping the apple cider that now only makes her cringe from the amount she has consumed tonight.

"Maybe I'm not growing a tiny human inside of me but I'm committed to this pregnancy too, you know? Whatever you can't have, I won't have. If you get in a mood where all you want to eat fruit for weeks, well, I'll tame my dislike for fruit and eat it with you! We're in this together. I'm all in," Arizona smiles and Calliope smirks at her wife, wrinkling her nose quietly as the soft wrinkles appear upon her flawless forehead.

"Good. Because parenting is a two person job and I'm going to need you to be all in for the next eighteen years of this kid's life. Between my hot temper and your determination, this kid is bound to get in trouble at some point in it's life. And if money can't buy it's way out of trouble, then maybe it's other mommy can come through with her super magic smile and melt their hearts like she melted mine that night," Callie smiles, sitting her glass down upon the table as she takes Arizona's, sitting it beside hers before she wraps her hands around her wife's neck, pulling her close to her.

"I can't believe you're having my baby," Arizona coos, placing her hands upon her prodding stomach.

"Say it again," pleads Calliope, her russet brown eyes flickering with the utmost love as they meet Arizona's piercing blue.

"You, Calliope Iphigenia Torres-Robbins are having my baby. Mybaby. This little person is a perfect mixture of me and you," Arizona sighs with a smile, her fingertips gently touching her pregnant stomach, the tears appearing in her eyes. One falls quietly down her cheek only to have Calliope brush it away with her thumb, and she softly gives into her touch. "Do you know how happy you and our baby make me?"

"Do you know how happy you make and our baby?" Callie whispers, a gleam in her eye. Failing to find the words, Arizona only stares at her, the tears flooding within her piercing blue eyes, the smile curling upon her lips. Kissing her softly, Calliope's hips gently brush against hers, her breath hitching in her throat. Tangling her fingers in her hair, she deepens the kiss, allowing her tongue to wrestle in dominance with Arizona's before the blond finally gives into her, a pleasured moan rumbling in the back of her throat. Arizona's hand travels southward, curving at her wife's waist as she pulls her closer to her, her teeth grazing upon her bottom lip, pulling just slightly.

"Oh, for the love of... could you at least get a room! You are grossing everybody out! Including that fetus growing inside of you! I mean, could you at least kept it in your pants!" Cristina's voice breaks their moment as they pull away with a giggle. Resting their foreheads together, Arizona can only try to calm her racing heart that beats in her chest for Calliope and Calliope only. Trembling against her touch, she only smiles at her.

"Do you want to?" giggles Arizona and Calliope chokes out a laugh.

"Are you serious? With all of these people here?" Calliope exclaims, pulling away as she glances around their house that is still half full of people. Arizona takes a look around with a swift nod of her head, pulling her hands away as she straightens out a tangle in her hair as a breath of air escapes from her pursed lips.

"Yeah. Maybe you're right. Maybe it isn't such a good idea. We certainly wouldn't be very super hosts if we disappeared for that now, would we? I guess, I'll just go and kick Karev's ass for making that Sloan remark," Arizona groans, turning to leave before Calliope's fingers around her waist stops her. She pulls her hard into her as her lips dances against hers, her hands slipping down her body.

"Screw it. I want you. Now," bosses Calliope between the kisses as she pushes her toward their bedroom.

"I love these pregnancy hormones," smirks Arizona into another kiss as she shuts their door behind them, shutting the world out, even if it's just for a little while longer.


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