Chapter 9

***Thank-you all for your reviews as asked I will try and make these chapters longer but keep the good break points…I'm not sure how things are even going to progress myself, I just kinda write and see what comes out, so stick with it and I hope your pleasantly surprised what my brain comes up with.

Also thank-you all so much for reading it means so much to me, I thought if one person read I'd be happy and to know so many people are reading makes me insanely happy***

Erica's P.O.V

I've been here a week and I've yet to get Callie alone, every time I walk into a room Sloan is there, I've been secretly hoping for a surgery to overlap with her specialty so that I could just be near her. I remember that time when we worked on the boy encased in concrete, we were both just discovering how we felt…I had just kissed her in an elevator and tasted her lips for the very first time. Yes partly it was to prove something to myself but with Sloan there it hurt knowing that Callie would run off with him to work out her feelings.

Sloan always got in the way before, I refuse to let him get in the way this time. I look at the schedule and see that he will be gone an hour when Callie gets off, so I decide to wait for her on the bench where it began.

Callie's P.O.V

It's been a week. The most exhausting week of my life. A week since Arizona and I broke up and a week since Erica arrived. I've had complex surgeries but the biggest part of each day was spent hiding. Hiding from both of them because I love Arizona still, but seeing Erica around reminds me how unresolved everything between us was. With everything swirling in my mind I leave the hospital.

I get on the elevator ready for this day to be over and ready for a huge glass of red wine. The door pings open at another floor. There she is looking beautiful, my Arizona. We mumble a "hey" to each other and she turns to stand in front of me. I need to say something to her. I whisper her name and she spins around pinning me to the wall. Her lips are on mine. Wanting and desperate, she clings to me. This is what I want…to be loved. She pulls back and rests her head against mine, she leans in again but the elevator pings and before I can say anything she's gone.

The elevator opens on the ground floor. I walk out my head is fuzzy from the kiss I just shared with Arizona. I see her, the other her, Erica. Sitting on the very bench where we shared our first kiss, I know it's me she's waiting for. I keep walking, I try to walk straight passed her hoping she's too lost in her thought to know it's me. I should have known that wouldn't work.

My feet sound too noisy against the damp ground and a slight breeze is blowing my perfume in her direction. She looks up and sees me walking towards her and she stands up and smiles at me. She thinks she won that this is me coming back to her. I just keep walking until I'm passed her, I hear her say my name and place her hand on my arm.

"Let go of me Erica"

"Callie please hear me out, let me explain"

"Hah! Now? Now you want to talk? How ironic? We were standing here all those months ago and I was begging you to hear me out but you just walked away".

I spin to face her.

"You made your choice then, you walked away! You left me without so much as a goodbye. Yes I wasn't perfect I slept with Mark because I freaked out when you saw leaves, but I needed you to stick with me. Yet we have one argument and you're just gone! I thought we would talk when you calmed down but you never gave me the opportunity. You left and it broke me. Then Arizona came along and she fixed me, she loved me and put me back together, and now I've lost her too and here you are like you were just waiting for a moment when I was weak to swoop in and I would just come running back to you. I'm sorry Erica but that's not how things work. You had your chance and you walked away"

With that I turn and I go. I walk straight home and open a bottle of wine and find comfort at the bottom of glass after glass. Numbing the pain of my heart. I finished two bottles and then I turn to the tequila and beer. I go to my bedroom and strip out of my clothes and into a baggy t-shirt and shorts. Then I go back out to the living room, crank up the music and drink and dance myself into a stupor.

Mark's P.O.V

Every night since she broke up with Arizona I've heard her in there with the music blaring and drinking herself silly, some nights I'll join her but I mostly leave her alone until know she's passed out and tonight is one of those nights.

I let myself in and see her passed out on the sofa, completely out of it. She doesn't even stir when I turn the music off. I carry her to her bedroom and tuck her in, making sure she is on her side so she won't choke if she throws up in the night. I leave headache tablets by her bed with a big glass of water and I set her alarm for her. I go into the living room and tidy away the empty bottles.

I hate to see my best friend this way, she spiraling. Normally I would offer sex but with Arizona and Erica both in the picture somehow I don't think that that would help much. I need to do something for Callie, maybe I can talk some sense into Arizona, she is so much better for Callie than Erica, and probably more willing than Erica to listen to me.

Arizona P.O.V

I can't stop thinking about that kiss, I miss Calliope so much, I know what she wants though. She wants children and I can't give that to her, I work with sick children and it hurts me so much when I can't save one of them. What if our son or daughter was ever sick and I couldn't save them; how could I live with myself. When Calliope mentioned having children with me I told her I was with her on everything she had imagine for our future except the ten children. I want a future with Calliope but I can't be the one who stops her from being a mother and I know she'd make a great mom.

Maybe that's why Erica came back when she did, could it be that I'm not the one Calliope is meant to be with. In my heart I know she is my soul mate; that she belongs with me but if I can't give her children and Erica Hahn can. What was the point of it all? What was the point of me loving her and her loving me if she's belongs with Erica?

No I can't do this to myself, and I know she doesn't belong with Erica but I can't give her children, maybe we can still be friend. I scoff at myself…after that kiss? Yeah right!

***So I wanted to bring Mark's and Arizona P.O.V into this as I think I've been neglecting them a bit, also next chapter will be the shooting. I know in my fic I've made Owen chief way too soon, but I never liked Derek as chief but next chapter you'll understand how things will review, follow...enjoy :)***