Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, I just like to play with them a little...that sounds sooo wrong. Anywho, these characters and all of their glory belong fully to Shonda Rhimes, abc, and all of those great people.

A/N: This is my first fanfic everrr. Tell me what ya think? All reviews (good or bad) are welcomed, they make me want to write more. A little heads up: 'thoughts' , "speech", Callie's text messages , Arizona's text messages - again, this looks confusing but it isn't, you'll see. Enjoy and reveiw and stuff, thanks!:)

A/N 2: all mistakes are mine. sorry. This is just...idk. forgive me for this chapter, i've been soooo busy with school, i just wanted to update. the next chaper will be better, i promise. Shout out to greysfan your cmnt helped with this chapter.

Thank you lots to everyone who reads my story. It really makes me happy :)))

Chapter 8 : Present Day

"Wait, so Callie was just gonna let him have the cookie?" Teddy asked me, confused.

"Nooo, Ted, she wasn't paying attention and then when she finally realized what was happening she told him no." I say back, trying to make the situation more clear for my best friend.

Teddy and I have always been close, ever since our "Girls Night" and me making her my friend, but over the years, we've become like sisters. I was there for her through Andrew and all of his mess and she is here for me whenever things are sour with Callie. She is a great friend and I am really grateful to have her in my life.

"Okay, wait, wait, wait…so she did stand up for you in the end?" she asked with a puzzled look.

"Yeah, after she realized what was happening" I answer.

"Soooo, what's the problem?" she said.

"The problem is…I don't know, Ted!" I start, "I just wish she could understand where I'm coming from, ya know?" Teddy shakes her head in understanding and I continue. "She and Mark are best friends, I get that, but try raising a kid with a set of best friends, Ted! It's really unfair. I mean, for the most part, Callie listens and in a situation where she has to take sides, so does it fairly but I just want her to…" I trail off.

"You want her to take your side all the time." Teddy finishes for me.

I shake my head no, "Not all the time, no. Just more without her having to think about it so much, ya know? I want her to take my side more often without having to apologize and explain to Mark why she took my side… I know, it's kinda selfish, huh?"

"Just a little bit, yeah. Look, I know how you feel about Mark, I do, but whether you choose to accept it now or accept it in 3 years, Mark is still Zay's dad. Imagine how Callie feels in all of this, Zona. She's constantly being pulled in two different directions by her best friend and the woman she is madly in love with. You cannot expect her to take your side all the time just because you two are mashing genitals…well, not lately. How's that working for you, by the way?"

I give her a look that tells her she doesn't want to know. I try to keep a serious face but I can't help but giggle at her 'euphemism' for sex. She let's out a little laugh too and continues. "Arizona, I know this is a sticky situation, especially lately, but maybe sometimes Callie feels differently than you do when it comes to your son. She has that right, ya know? You two have to learn how to disagree without ripping each other's faces off, okay?"

I shake my head yes. "Yeah, thanks, Teddster. Talking to you always helps." I smile.

"No problem, Perk" (short for perky, I would like it if it wasn't the name of a pain medication.) She says to me, standing up off of the couch in my office, "That's what I'm here for…Oh, have you told her yet, about Mark?" she asks me.

"No, I think I might tell her when we got out and talk about all this mess that's going on." I answer.

"Ok, because she needs to know that there actually is a reason for your behavior towards him and it's not just because you hate him." She says before throwing me a smile and leaving. Three minutes, later, I got a text from Callie.

They're done.

I text back

I'm on my way

I make my way around the corner to wait in my son's room before they bring him down from surgery.

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"Open the door, Torres!" Mark shouts as he carries Xavier towards the front door to our apartment.

"Shhh. Hold your horses, Sloan," she says as she unlocks the blue door, "you're loud for no reason." she finishes.

"Please, he's still rocked off of the anesthesia, a parade couldn't wake him." Mark says back.

Xavier's surgery had been a success, they allowed us to take him home a few hours later because, well, he had three doctors for parents and they kinda trusted that we wouldn't break him. He had been sleeping ever since surgery, every once in a while, he'd wake up for a few minutes, mumble some words and then fall back asleep.

"Here, Mark," Callie says, holding her arms out for Xavier, "Let me get him wiped down and in his nightclothes."

Mark hands her Xavier and she walks into his room. Mark and I are left in the living room, an awkward silence takes over us. I take a seat on the couch and start to look for the remote control.

"So, umm…you didn't tell her what happened that night at Joe's, did you?" Mark asks me.

"No, Mark, I didn't" I say, still looking for the remote.

"Good because I don't think you should. I mean, it wasn't that big of a deal." he says, plainly.

"Ahhh, no, it was kinda a huge deal, Mark. Callie and I had a fight because of you. Because she thinks I'm jealous of you. Because she doesn't know why I've been giving you a hard time. Because I've kept my mouth closed about that night. So, yeah, I'm gonna tell her. Soon." I say to Mark, in a whisper so Callie wouldn't hear.

"Oh my gosh, Blondie, you're so sensitive!" Mark says in a mocking tone.

"No, I'm not being sensitive. I'm sticking up for myself. It's funny because you don't want me to mention this to Callie, but you have yet to apologize to me, Mark!" I'm louder now and I know I should quiet down but I can't seem to.

"I was drunk! It's not like I meant it or anything, gosh!" Mark yelled, shrugging his shoulders and running his fingers through his hair.

At that moment, Callie walks back out. "Babe—ahh, I mean ahh Arizona," she says stumbling over her words a little, "He woke up a few times asking for you."

I stand and walk towards Xavier's door. Before I go in I hear Mark, "I'll ahh, I'll see you guys tomorrow. It's starting to rain and I have to get to the Archfield, Give Zay a kiss for me." I hear Callie say goodbye as he turns to leave.

When I get into the room, Xavier is asleep, as expected. I take off my shoes and climb into bed with him. He wakes up when I get into bed,

"Hey, mommy." he says, half asleep.

I smile wide "Hey, Xavier, how do you feel?"

Nothing. 'Wow, he's asleep already, that anesthesia is no joke.'

About five minutes pass and he wakes up again, this time for a little longer.

"Mommy, where are my pants?" He asks me, curious.

"Well, your jammie pants couldn't fit over your new cast so Mama just put on your shirt." I tell him.

"I don't want anyone to see my undies." he says through a yawn.

I laugh a little, "Nobody's gonna see your undies, Bud, I promise." He's adorable. Before long, he's back asleep, and I'm drifting into a light slumber…

I feel someone lightly shaking me and I can hear them calling my name.

"Arizona…Arizona, wake up." Callie whispers.

I slowly open my eyes to see her. She's wearing a pair of red boy shorts and a tank. The dimly lit room makes her look almost God-like. Gorgeous.

"Hey," I say through a saw yawn, "what time is it?"

"Almost one" she says.

"Like in the morning? Wow, I have to go." I say, sitting up, putting my shoes on and walking out of Xavier's room towards the front door.

"What? No," Callie says, "Arizona, you're saying here."

"Umm, what? No, I'm fine."

"Zo, it's one in the morning, and it's pouring down outside, you can stay here."

I think about it and realize that this isn't really up for discussion, Callie's not letting me leave.

"Ok, I'll stay on the couch." I say heading to the bedroom to get changed, and grab a spear blanket and pillow. Callie follows me.

"Not only are you being ridiculous, but now, you're offending me. I know we're not on good terms but, I mean, you can sleep in the same bed as me." she says, and I can tell she's a little hurt.

"I can't." I say back in almost a whisper.

"Why not?" Callie says back in the same tone.

"I just can't." I say, changing into my own pair of boy shorts and an old college t-shirt.

"That doesn't explain a lot." she says to me.

"Callie! I just can't okay." I say looking her from her eyes, down to her breast, 'She isn't wearing a bra' I look all the way down her body and back up. When I reach her face again, I can see she's smirking at me. 'Dammit, I'm caught.'

"Ohh," she says, still looking at me with a mischievous grin, "I see."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Calliope." I say, trying to walk out of the room. She steps in front on the door,

"Right. So, you're gonna sleep on the couch because you can't keep your hands off of me, huh?"

"Cocky, much?" I say, still trying to get out.

"Well, I have reason to be, but you already know that," she says through a grin, "C'mon, Zo, I'll play nice."

I contemplate for a little and then decide to give it a try. I'm too tired to fight.

"Okay," I whisper, "No funny business, Calliope, we still have to talk, okay?"

"Yes, Dr. Robbins." she say, taking the blanket and pillow.

I lay down and I feel Callie climb in bed. It's quiet. It's awkward. It's —'Oh! Hello',I feel her put her arm around my waist and scoot closer to me.

I feel my breath catch in my throat, "What—what are you doing?"

"You don't want me to touch you?" she says, removing her arm. I can practically hear her smiling.

"No, I, you, you can't."

I know I should be able to lay here with Callie and not feel compelled to make her scream my name but, to be honest, it's been a week, I miss her and I'm a little horny…and by "a little", I mean a lot!

"Arizona, I respect you, I know we still have a lot of things to work out," Callie said, putting her arm back around my waist, "and if you don't want anything to happen tonight, then nothing will happen. Now go to sleep."

I just nod my head and intertwine our fingers, I haven't been this comfortable, relaxed, or felt this safe in about a week.

"Night, Zo." I hear her whisper into my neck.

"Night, Cal."

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