Pacing was something that Callie had come accustom to since her Aaron had come to live with her. She paced the hall outside his room each morning, waiting for him to wake up, just to make sure he had a good night. Today she was pacing the foyer, her cell phone firmly gripped in her hand. She was supposed to hear from social services today. She had received a phone call yesterday informing her that Angelica had been found and was being questioned. She had been staying with her mother in New Mexico. Callie should have known, since that was where the couple had lived when Callie had chosen them to be Aaron's parents. Callie stopped and sighed as she looked at her phone once more, just in case she missed the ring. A pair of arms slipped around her waist, causing her to jump.

"Calm down, baby. They'll call." Arizona whispered, kissing her cheek. Callie relaxed in her arms.

"I know, but I hate waiting. What if she's changed her mind? I don't know if I can give him up again. I always told myself that if I could go back and change my mind, I would have." She said, turning in her arms.

"I have no doubt that you would have. But you need to calm down, You're just going to make yourself sick."

"I can't help it, Arizona. I'm terrified." She said. Arizona pulled her into a tight hug.

"I'm sorry I can't be here with you, but I have to go to work. Please, call me and let know what happens." She said and stood on her toes to kiss her.

"I promise. Don't worry about me, I'll be okay."

"That's not possible." She said and flash her smile at her girlfriend before leaving. Once Arizona was gone she began to pace again. She knew that she should just relax but she couldn't. She walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. She hated the quiet. Aaron was at school, which he seemed to love. He settled in quickly in the school, but was still withdrawn, but what kid wouldn't be with what he had been through? She just wished she could take away everything that had happened to him. It just wasn't fair. She blamed herself time and time again for giving him to that man. She froze as her cell phone began to ring. She looked at the number staring back at her and she hesitantly slid her finger across the screen to answer the phone.

"H..Hello?" she said, her voice coming out barely above a whisper.

"Dr. Torres?" the voice on the other end replied.

"This is her."

"Hello. This is Miss Harper with Child Protective Services." The younger woman explained. Callie let out a breath that she hadn't realized she'd been holding.

"Hello."

"I know that you're probably freaking out, and that's understandable. As I told you before when I called, we have located Mrs. Manchester. We had the local authorities there to hold her until we could question her about her disappearance and see where she stands on Aaron's well being. Because of her abandonment, Aaron would not be returned to her until we prove that she was of capability to care for him." She explained. Callie's heart began to race. She could lose her son again. She stopped walking and took a deep breath, preparing herself for the worst.

"Callie, are you there?" Miss Harper asked.

"Yeah I'm here. Sorry."

"It's okay. We found her and she was taken into custody for questioning. Callie, she gave up her rights to him." Miss Harper told her. Callie couldn't believe what she heard.

"I'm sorry can you please say that again?"

"He's yours, Callie. That is if you still want…" she said but Callie cut her off before she could finish her sentence.

"Yes!" she yelled then apologized for being rude.

"That's fine. She signed the papers, making him an official ward of the state, but I have the adoption papers here ready for you and Arizona to sign." Miss Harper explained, a smile spreading across her face as she heard the sobs from the other end of the line.

"Really?" Callie asked.

"Really. You will still have to go in front of a judge, but you are getting him, Callie. Congratulations." She said.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" she said and hung up with the young social worker. Callie could barely contain her excitement. She didn't want to wait till Arizona came home or call her. She grabbed her keys from the key ring and closed up the house. She hopped into her Jeep Liberty and drove to the hospital.

"Hey, what's your name?" A little girl asked, walking up to Aaron as he sat alone on the playground. Aaron looked up at her, smiling. Her hair was in pig tails and her blue eyes stared down at him. She was younger than him, probably a kindergartener or first grader.

"I'm Aaron. Who are you?" he asked, offering her a piece of his cookie that Callie had packed in his lunch that morning. She smiled brightly and took the piece.

"Emily Nicole Maynard." She said proudly. Aaron laughed at her enthusiasm.

"That's a pretty name, Emily."

"Thank you!" she responded and shoved the sugar cookie into her mouth.

"You're welcome. What grade are you in?"

"First grade but I am very smart."

"I see. I'm in 4th."

"My brother's in 4th grade too! Do you know him?" She asked, tilting her head to the side in curiosity.

"I don't know. It's my first day here."

"It is? Why?" she asked. Aaron didn't want to talk about what happened, especially with someone so little.

"I just moved is all."

"Oh…" she said, her voice rising in pitch over the simple word.

"Yea." He whispered, kicking his foot at a stray rock on the pavement. Emily smiled brightly at him and just as the bell rang the end of recess she bent down and kissed his cheek.

"Bye, Aaron. I'll play with you tomorrow!" she said and skipped off. Aaron wiped off the kiss, and slowly returned to the school.

Callie entered the hospital, running straight to the elevator. She pressed it and waited but her impatience got the best of her.

"Screw it!" she said and turned to go to the stairs. She ran up the 3 flights of stairs to the peds floor and burst through the doors, out of breath. She spotted her girlfriend at the nurses' station her head buried in a chart.

"Arizona!" she yelled across the hall causing every head to turn in her direction. Arizona's eyes widened and she closed the chart. Callie jogged up to her and kissed her.

"Callie, stop." She said pushing her away, embarrassed.

"He's ours! She gave him up. He's staying with us! My son is home for good." She said, tears falling freely down her cheeks. Arizona pulled her into a hug.

"I had no doubt that he would. You just needed to hear it for yourself." She said and reached up to wipe away the tears across her girlfriends face. Callie smiled brightly down at the shorter woman.

"I can't believe it. He's mine, Arizona. I have him back, forever." She said and hugged her once more.

"Let's celebrate tonight. We can go anywhere Aaron wants to go, after he finishes his homework of course." Arizona suggested.

"I think that's a wonderful idea. How do we tell him?" she asked. She knew that this would hurt him, and she didn't want to hurt him in anyway. But she knew that he had to know that Angelica wasn't coming back for him. She also didn't know how to tell him about her being his mother.

"How about we wait on that? We can let him know later, when he's more comfortable around us." She explained. Callie nodded and kissed her softly.

"I gotta get home before Aaron does. I love you!" she said and left the hospital.

Later that evening, after their night of celebration, Callie and Arizona sat in the living room watching a movie as Aaron worked on what was left of his home work at the coffee table.

"Callie?" he whispered looking up at the couple.

"Yes?"

"Do you have any tape? I ripped my paper."

"Sure. It's in the den. It should be on my desk."

"Thanks!" he said and walked off. He stepped into the den and looked at the desks trying to find the tape. He found it on the desk next to the wall behind a old book. He reached over and grabbed it but knocked the book onto the floor. The book opened up to where the ribbon marker held its place. Aaron bent over to pick it up but saw his name in the text written on the page. He got curious and read from the beginning of the page. He gripped the book tightly in his hands and walked out of the room, his head spinning in confusion and hurt. He walked up to the couch, staring in front of him. Arizona saw him standing there out of the corner of her eye and sat up.

"Aaron?" she asked causing Callie to turn around. Her breath caught in her throat. He was holding her journal. The journal she had kept since the day he was born.

"Is it true?" he asked, his voice small. Callie untangled herself from Arizona's arms and walked over to him, kneeling in front of him. He stepped away from her, shaking his head.

"Why? Why didn't you love me? Why didn't you want me?" he asked, hysterical. Callie reached for him, but he backed away again.

"I did love you, Aaron. I loved you so much."

"No you didn't! You gave me away. You gave me to him. He hurt me. I hate you!" he said and threw the book at her and ran up the stairs. She heard the door of his bedroom slam close. She felt her legs give way and she fell to the floor on her bottom. She picked up the book, clutching it to her chest as she sobbed. She felt Arizona's dainty arms wrap around her shoulders, and her head lean against her own.

"He'll forgive you."

"What if he doesn't?"

"Don't think like that. He'll forgive you, Callie. He just needs time." She whispered and kissed her temple. Callie cried until she couldn't cry anymore and had fallen asleep curled in Arizona's arms on the floor.