Title: Aftermath

Author: Danielle

Summary: post 7:18, post accident

Disclaimer: only the story is mine the characters belong to Shonda and ABC.

I was going to have this be part of chapter 9 but that chapter ended up being 3,752 words so I cut the chapter in half to give you this, chapter 10. This is still long; it's five pages in Microsoft Word. But I couldn't skim on the wedding. After all the wedding on the show only lasted a short part of the episode and didn't get enough airtime in my own opinion.

So here it is the wedding of Callie Torres and Arizona Robbins, enjoy.

Callie's POV

Arizona Robbins is my wife, my wife! I can only think of a few moments in my life that I have felt this happy, the dirty bar bathroom kiss, the first time we made love, the first time we heard Sofia's heartbeat, the first time I saw my miracle baby, the first time I held Sofia and now the moment that Bailey pronounced us as wives. I have spent the whole evening either next to or staring into the eyes of my wife. It feels weird to be able to say that but I do, I have a wife.

I can't believe that I almost called it off; well I did call it off. It all started with my parents not coming so my dad wouldn't be there to walk me down the aisle then it spiraled out of control when Mark told me that Father Brooks' wife was in an accident and he wouldn't be able to perform the ceremony. It seemed as if everything was falling apart. So, no wedding.

My mother had pretty much denies that my wedding was an actual wedding and had not accepted Sofia as her granddaughter. I don't know what hurt the most, my mother not accepting me or not accepting my daughter. Sofia is just a baby, she's never hurt anyone and had no control over how she was made and brought into this world. It hurts so bad, worse than when my father cut me off, this is my mom. My mom the one who carried me for nine months and gave birth to me after ten hours of labor, she's supposed to love me unconditionally, to accept me. I can't even understand where she's coming from, her secretary is gay and she's had the same secretary for almost ten years and she's a lawyer, a modern woman in a modern world. The only thing I can figure is the Catholicism runs deeper into her than her love for her daughter. It is painful to think that I will probably not have contact with my mother and she'll never get to know her granddaughter. I sent my father away, he wanted to stay but I couldn't make him choose between his wife of thirty-eight years and his daughter. I'll try to keep in contact with him, he was the complete opposite of my mother, sure he had a hard time accepting my relationship with Arizona at first, he did disown me and cut me off from my trust fund but he came around and we have a good relationship now and my mother, well that is going to be a sore subject for a while. I just don't want my dad to miss out on Sofia's life. Hopefully this will get better but for the unforeseeable future I don't have a mother.

Thank god Bailey came over after her surgery on one of the African kids and talked some sense into me. She was right though, I don't need the law, a priest or my mother to make my wedding or my marriage real. Yes by the eyes of some people Arizona will not be my wife and legally she is not my wife but in our hearts and in the hearts of those that love us Arizona Robbins and I will be wives forever connected by the love that we share.

Thankfully I hadn't done anything stupid and cancelled the caterer or the venue. Arizona would have killed me. She spent the morning with her African kids doing surgery on the heart boy so I don't think she even knows that I had cancelled the wedding.

The rest of the day went quickly, Sofia napped, I ate lunch, fed the baby, redid my hair, fed the baby and got ready at Mark's because Arizona was going to be coming to our apartment and getting ready after her surgery was done. Then it was time, my limo arrived and I headed off to the botanical gardens.

I waited in my limo until it was time to walk down the aisle; there she was just feet away from me looking more beautiful than I had even imagined. We looked at each other and smiled, it was time to become wives.

Arizona walked down the aisle with the Colonel to the sounds of a string quartet, then it was my turn and my vision of tripping as I was walking towards Arizona was in my mind. Mark who volunteered to give me away reassured me and told me that I wasn't going to trip and as soon as I looked up and met Arizona's eyes I knew I would be fine.

Bailey said that we were there to "celebrate love, happiness, loyalty and a little bit of magic, to bring together two exceptional and beautiful human beings."

Then there it was, time for our vows.

"I, Arizona Elizabeth Robbins take you Calliope Iphigenia Torres to be my wife, I choose you to be the one with whom I spend my life."

"I, Calliope Iphigenia Torres take you Arizona Elizabeth Robbins to be my wife, I choose you to be the one with whom I spend my life."

She slowly placed my ring on my finger, "I love you."

And I placed her ring on her finger, "I love you."

Bailey looked down at us and smiled, "I now pronounce you wife and wife."

We kissed a magical, life altering, first kiss as married women. It was perfect. I was kissing my wife.

We rode in the limo from one end of the botanical garden to the other. I do have to admit I felt up my wife in the limo, what good is it having a limo all to yourselves if you don't use it to your advantage?

Our entrance was the classic walk in and we walked in to the announcement of Mrs. and Mrs. Torres. I looked over at Arizona in confusion and she only smiled at me.

The food was amazing, Arizona picked an amazing caterer. It was the best wedding food that I have ever tasted.

The dj opened up the dance floor to our first dance as a married couple and we danced to this beautiful song that Arizona had picked out for us. We were in each others' arms and talking softly to each other; although there were a lot of people there it felt like we were the only two people in the room.

The dancing continued and so we danced, boy did we dance. Fast songs, slow songs we just kept dancing. The dj announced the father/daughter dance and my heart ached, my father wasn't there but there was no way that I was going to take away Arizona's chance to dance with her father on her wedding day away from her. So I would just sit it out. Mark came up and told me he was a father and let's dance, so we did and then the most amazing thing happened, someone put their hand on Mark's shoulder to cut in, Mark stepped out of the way and it was my father. He told me that he had been waiting from the time I was born to dance with me on my wedding day so turned around from going to the airport so he could dance with me. I was so happy. It was perfect, my love was dancing with her father and I was with mine, it felt so right.

The day was perfect, my one true love, my soul mate and I were forever bound together. Life couldn't get any better than in this moment.

Arizona's POV

Awesome. That's all I have to say. The day was just awesome. I woke up an engaged woman and am now a married woman. I married Calliope and it just feels so right.

I knew today would be rough for Calliope because we woke to the reality that her parents were gone. It seemed last night that it wasn't real but this morning the reality of the situation was there. Her mother had basically disowned her and her father, but Calliope's choice, had gone with her. We ate breakfast together and I regrettably left Calliope and Sofia at home as I left for SG/MW for the heart surgery on one on my African kids. I wished that I didn't have to go but Karev put this together before I had scheduled the wedding and there was no getting around the fact that this little boy needed this life saving surgery. So I did it.

Right before the surgery Mark ran up to me and told me that Calliope had cancelled the wedding. I was shocked but told him "she doesn't mean it, so the minister dropped out who cares and her family walked out, that really sucks but she can't call it off. I mean I am going in here performing the surgery and then I am putting on a dress and we are standing in front of everyone we know today and we are getting married. So it's not off, not off." Definitely the wedding was not off. So I went in a four hours later came out to Mark standing there saying everything was okay and Bailey had talked to Calliope and the wedding wasn't cancelled. So apparently Calliope was serious about cancelling the wedding if Bailey was needed to convince her otherwise.

I went home to an empty apartment and jumped in the shower and started getting ready and it just felt wrong. Not Calliope, never Calliope but Timothy. He had said that he would dance so hard at my wedding but he wasn't around. My brother wasn't here to be with me on my wedding day. I got dressed in my regular clothes and heard Mark yelling to me through the bedroom door. I came out and told him what I was feeling and surprise surprise Mark has a heart, he reached his arms out and grabbed me bringing me to his chest in a warm enveloping hug. It felt better just being able to express my sadness over missing Timothy even if it was to Mark.

Mark left the bedroom and I quickly did my hair in the loose curls that I know Calliope loves and put my dress on. Mark and I left Sofia with the babysitter, went down to his car and we went to the botanical gardens. I arrived and the first thing I saw was a black limo sitting near where we would enter the aisle under the archway of flowers. I stepped out of Mark's car and the most beautiful creature that I have ever seen stepped out of the limo in a pure white dress and a beautiful veil. I have always felt that my Calliope is the most beautiful woman on the planet but in that very moment I was just transfixed to her beauty, and she was mine. I just stared at her for a moment and I looked at her and we both smiled.

It was time, my father walked me down the aisle to the string quartet and I was followed by my soon to be wife.

Bailey started talking and honestly I zoned out and the only thing I saw or heard was Calliope and her soft breathing. I came back to reality when Bailey said it was time for our vows. Back when I was planning I made sure to put into the plans to have traditional vows because I didn't want a repeat of the time that Calliope was to speak on lecture day and ended up spending a half an hour puking in our bathroom and me having to brush the puke out of her hair.

I started out, "I, Arizona Elizabeth Robbins take you Calliope Iphigenia Torres to be my wife, I choose you to be the one with whom I spend my life."

"I, Calliope Iphigenia Torres take you Arizona Elizabeth Robbins to be my wife, I choose you to be the one with whom I spend my life."

I placed her ring on her finger and softly said, "I love you."

And then she placed the matching ring on my finger, "I love you", it was said as if she were breathing it and I am sure that no one else heard her.

Then Bailey looked down at us, smiled and said, "I now pronounce you wife and wife."

I reached over grabbed my new wife's neck and poured all the love that I had within me into our first kiss as married women. It was a perfect moment.

We walked down the aisle hand in hand to the limo to ride to the other side of the botanical gardens. We got in the limo and almost immediately as the door was closed Calliope was on me, kissing me, touching me. I was thinking of nothing in this world but this moment and that the limo driver was getting a show in the back of his car. He started driving; we were jostled a bit but continued with our first married make out session. Married, we were married.

We got safely to the reception site with slightly smudged lipstick and I had to pull my dress back up before we got out of the limo. We were slightly disheveled but I wouldn't have taken it back at all.

We walked hand in hand to the entrance to the reception, the music I had picked out for our entrance started up and the dj announced us, Mrs. and Mrs. Torres. Calliope looked at me with a look of confusion. I hadn't told her that that would be happening. I wanted my family to all have the same name, myself, my wife, our baby and our future babies. I had decided I would be Mrs. Torres the day we named Sofia and I don't regret that decision one bit. I would still be Dr. Robbins at the hospital so not to confuse it with Dr and Dr Torres at work. But out of the hospital's walls I would be Arizona Elizabeth Torres.

Dinner was superb; the caterer was as amazing as I heard they were.

Our first dance was perfect with me and my wife snuggled up as close as we could get to each other in those big ass dresses. We kept dancing and dancing. I looked up to the heavens and smiled, Timothy would be proud. I felt so bad because I had forgotten to call the dj in the rush of today to tell him to cancel the father/daughter dance but it was too late. Calliope selflessly told me to continue with the tradition so The Colonel and I danced. Calliope was dancing with Mark when Carlos came out of nowhere and took over. A tear ran down my wife's face and I knew it was a tear of happiness. I know it wasn't the same not having her parents there, her father giving her away to me but having her dad show up to dance with her was so special to her.

The night ended, late and we headed back to our apartment. When we got home we let the babysitter go home, checked on Sofia, got out of our dresses and got into our pajamas. I was exhausted I had been up for almost twenty hours and Calliope looked exhausted having been home with the baby all day.

Once we were in bed Calliope turned to me and smiled, "Hi."

I just smiled back at her, "Hi."

"So, we're married."

"Yeah I guess we are." A larger smile, my "super magic smile" as Calliope called it came upon my face.

Then the baby monitor loudly signaled that our miracle baby was awake and ready to be fed. Like clockwork, two o'clock every morning. I went and got her bringing her to Calliope to feed her. Once Sofia was latched on Calliope looked up at me, "Mrs. Torres?"

I smiled at her, "Yup, Mrs. Torres."

"You changed your name? Really?"

I looked down at Sofia eating, rubbed her fuzzy little head and said "Yeah I did, I just have to file the paperwork on Monday. Then it's done. At work I'll still be Dr Robbins but everywhere else I'll be Mrs. Arizona Elizabeth Torres. I just wanted my whole family to have the same last name." I looked back up at my wife and she was smiling her own version of a super magic smile.

"I love you Arizona Elizabeth Torres, so very much."

"I love you Calliope Iphigenia Torres." I settled down next to her with one hand on her leg and the other stroking Sofia's barely there head of hair.

It was an awesome day.

Sorry I skimmed over Callie and her mother but all I can picture is me and my mother and when I am brave enough to come out to her. My only wish is that people would be accepting of other, gay or straight; no matter of what race religion or what gender you are. But even though it's 2011 we still haven't gotten there yet. Here's hoping to a brighter future.