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: Sorry for the delay, guys. this past week has been Lemony Snicket (just a series of unfortunate events). Everything is done but all isn't better. Just wanted to get something up. The chapter is long, but it's just a filler. I felt like we don't get enough Mama/Mommy/Zay time, so here's some. Oh and that isn't all for the confrontation, it'll be more in the next chapter...ok, i'm done lol.
Thank you lots to everyone who reads my story. It really makes me happy :)))
Chapter 10 : Present Day
The sun peeking through the blinds is what woke me up. I was confused at first because I never open the shades in my office …and then it hit me. Comfortable bed, windows, strong arm around my waist… I was at home.
The Chief gave Callie and I a few days off to look after Xavier and the thought of me being able to relax today was awesome. I smiled to myself as I felt Callie stir in her sleep. I'm not really sure where we are as far as our relationship right now. I love Callie, no doubt about that, and I miss being with her, for sure, but we need to do some serious talking.
"Good morning" Callie said to me, sleepily.
"Good morning" I say, turning to her.
We're face to face and I can feel her breath on my lips. Looking into her eyes, I can tell that she is having the same internal debate as I am. Whether or not to kiss me. Before I could even open my mouth to speak on the intensity brewing, she crashes her lips into mines. I reciprocate the kiss immediately but then I pull back.
"St-stop!" I say a little louder than I intended to.
She quickly jumps back, "What? Was that too much"
"No, no, it was just enough... I just, I don't think…" I trail off.
She looks me in my eyes and it's silent for a few moments until she speaks.
"Where are we?" she says sitting up. In those words, I can tell that our relationship troubles are bothering her just as much as they are bothering me.
"Umm, in your bed?" I play dumb, not wanting to have this conversation right now. I am very sure that it will lead to a fight and I'm here all day with her. I'd rather save the tension for another time.
"Okay, one, this is OUR bed. Not MY bed," she says motioning to the bed we were sitting in. "And two, that's not what I meant, and you know that." she finishes.
"Callie, I honestly don't know where we are. We have so much to talk about and a lot of things need to be fixed before we can get back on track." I say.
"Ok, then we'll talk," she says, turning her whole body towards me, "talk."
"Well I'm not even sure where to star—"
"PEEEE, I HAVE TO PEE!" I'm cut off by Xavier's loud mouth. He's a loud kid that likes to scream and if he wants your attention, he'll find a way to get it. "Mama! Mama! I…have…to…PEEEEE!"
"I guess the anesthesia wore off." I say out loud to myself.
"Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama . I have to pee, I have to pee, I have—"
"Xavier! I'm coming, cool it!" Callie says getting up off of the bed.
Before she leaves our room, she turns to me, "We're gonna talk. Soon. Because I don't like what's going on here" she says pointing her finger between her and I. I nod and then sit there for a few more seconds before I get up and walk into Xavier's room towards his bathroom.
The bathroom door is open so I stand in the frame, watching the two of them. Callie's got a hand under each of his armpits and I'm surprised the this is going so smoothly, considering that that's Xavier's 'tickle spot'.
"You've got to learn how to do this on your own, with your crutches, mijo." Callie tells our son, holding Xavier up in front of the toilet.
"Lo siento, Mama, I'll try next time. I just really had to go!" he says to Callie.
"Hey there, Bud." I say, kissing his head while he's washing his hands.
"Mommy! Good morning!" he says, looking at me with wide eyes.
"Whoa, someone's happy to see their Mommy this morning." Callie says to Xavier while carrying him to the kitchen.
"Yeah, Mommy's never here in the mornings anymore." he says.
Crap, he's noticed! Callie and I definitely have to talk when our four year old realizes that I haven't been living at home. I look at Callie and she gives me a sad smile.
"Well, Mommy had off this morning and so does Mama. So it's gonna be us all day!" Callie says tickling Xavier to rid us from the awkwardness.
"What do you want for breakfast, mijo?" Callie asks him.
"Hmmm…dulces!" he says, cheerfully.
"Ahh, no, you will not be having candy for breakfast!" I say to him. He has a shocked look on his face.
"How did you know that?" he asks me.
"Well, Mommy's been practicing her Spanish, Bud." I say through a grin and I can hear Callie laughing at the look of disbelief on our son's face. He's used to being able to speak Spanish to his Mama and me not understanding what they're saying and this tricked him up a bit.
"So, now that candy is out, what do you really want?" Callie asks Xavier, getting out pots and pans to make breakfast.
"Pancakes?" he tries.
"Sure thing." she tells him.
"Hey, Mommy, can Jonah and Jonas come over later?" Xavier asks, pushing his hair out of his face. It was definitely time for a haircut.
"Ummm, sure. Later, I'll call their parents and see." I tell him.
O_O_O_O_O_O
"Jonah, put those down!" I yell at the little brown haired, green eyed boy, picking up Callie's medical journals.
"I'm Jonas!"
"Ugh! Okay, Jonas put those down. They're really important to Zay's Mama, okay"
Jonah and Jonas Evans were four year old identical twins who, like my son, liked to wreak havoc. We had met them and their parents when Jonas had broken his wrist, Xavier had quickly made friend with Jonah in the waiting room. When he met Jonas, the three just became inseparable. The fact that the twins also had two mommies took the cake for Xavier. We found out that the Evans' only lived a few blocks away.
"We're hungry!" Jonah yelled.
"Yeah, Zay, we're starving!" his brother chimed in.
"I know, guys, the pizza will be here soon." I assure them.
'I'm going to kill Callie. Where the hell is she with these pizz—'
"I'm here!" Callie says as she opens the door, holding a box of pizza.
"Yeah!" Xavier yells, and he tries to stand up on his own. He stubbles and almost falls but I catch him. "Whoa, Bud, you've gotta be careful, alright?" I say picking him up, "You'll get the whole crutch thing later, it takes time, okay?"
"Yes, Mommy," he says, "Can you take me to the kitchen, pleeeaasse"
"Of course I can. Jonah, Jonas, come on over here to get your pizza" I say motioning to the stools in the kitchen.
Both boys come over to sit at the counter with Xavier and they start to eat. I go to the couch and Callie follows.
"Gosh, I'm really glad that Zay wasn't a twin. Those boys are a hand-full, I'm not sure how Laura and Erin do it." Callie says, nodding towards the boys.
"Really? I think it'd be cool to have multiples." I say.
"Ha! This is coming from Ms. 'I'm not broken, I just don't want kids'?" she questions.
"I don't know, I guess Xavier changed me." I tell her, honestly.
"Yeah?" she says through a smile and I nod. "So, about that talk, can we have it now because I can't take this."
"Take what?" I ask.
"Being this close to you and not being able to touch you like I want to or kiss you." she tells me.
"Okay. You want to do this now?" she quickly nods, and I continue, "Okay, well like I said before—"
"Mommy! Tell him scratching will make it worser."
'Are you serious! This is starting to freak me out. Every time we try to talk, every time!' I think to myself.
"There's no such thing as worser, and what are you talking about?" I ask Xavier.
He points to Jonah…or Jonas and I see that his entire neck is as red as fire truck and he's scratching.
"Oh no, oh no! Come here. Let me see your neck, little guy." I say walking over to him.
"Cal, come look at this." I call to Callie. As she walks over, she notices the other twin, "Look at his arms, Arizona." she says and I notice that the other little guy's arms are as red as his brother's neck.
"What the hell. We have to get them across the street. Cal, call Darcy and ask if she can come look after Zay and I'll call the boys' Moms." I tell Callie, still trying to inspect the boys' neck and arm. It's definitely an allergic reaction.
"Ahh, Darcy's out of town. I'll have to call Mark."
I pause for a moment. "Okay, whatever, call him. Hurry!"
O_O_O_O_O_O
Two hours later and I'm sitting in an on-call room. I don't want to cry but the weight of everything that has been happening lately is getting to me. Tomatoes. The boys had been allergic to tomatoes. It was the pizza sauce. I taste the salty taste of tears and I wiped my eyes, but they keep coming. I put my head in my hands, preparing to let it out when I hear the door open.
'Crap, I thought I locked it.'
I looked up to see Callie. I try to wipe my eyes, but it's too late, she's seen the tears.
She rushes over to sit next to me on the bed and suddenly, I find the loose string on my scrub top to be super interesting.
"Hey, why are you crying?" Callie asks, and I can tell she's concerned. "Arizona, what's the matter, you're scaring me."
When she gets no answer, she tries again. "Arizona, baby, you gotta tell me what's wrong or I won't know, okay? Look at me." she says, lifting my chin.
Looking into her eyes, all my thoughts are jumbled. I just want everything to be okay.
"It's everything, it's us. It's the boys. It's—it's Mark and I can't."
"You can't what? The boys are okay, you heard Laura and Erin, it was just a food allergy, they'll be fine. They said that they forgot to tell us and not to worry, remember? And Mark…everything will get better, you'll see. And we are gonna be just fine, okay" she says pulling me into a hug, I relax into her embrace.
We stay like that for a few moments before I pull back and look at her.
"Thank you." I say to her.
"Anytime, Zo." she says back, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear.
"Eww," I say motioning to the tear stain I left on the scrub top, "Sorry about that, I don't mean to be all gross or, like Mark puts it, annoying." I say.
"Please, you can cry on me anytime you need t—wait what?" she says with a confused look.
"What what?" I say.
"You said something about Mark just now." she says, the same look still on her face.
"What? No I didn't." I lie trying to avoid this mess until later.
"Arizona, I heard you, now spill." she laughs a little.
"Okay…well this isn't how I wanted to tell you but…Mark kind of insulted me a while ago."
The smile faded off of her face as quickly as it came. "What? What do you mean insulted you?" she asked me, her voice conveying confusion.
"Well remember that night…umm, it was about a month or so ago, a few days before Xavier's party? I left you the note on my desk telling you I was at Joe's?"
"Umm, not really." she says.
I push back her scrub top to reveal a bite mark on her shoulder that left a light scar, "This night." I say.
"Ohhh, that night," she says in a low voice, "Yeah, I remember that night. That was the night you came home from Joe's and showed me just how rough you could actu—"
"Cal, focus." I say.
"Yeah, okay. I remember, but what does that have to do with Mark insulting you?"
"Well that night when I was at Joe's, I saw Mark. He was really drunk and so I tried to take him to his place and he kind of called me an annoying bitch and said some other things too." I tell Callie. She's furious, I can see her anger rising by the second.
"HE SAID WHAT?" she yelled standing up.
"Cal, calm down, we're still in the hospital" I warned. She knew just as well as I did of the infamous SGMW rumor mill.
"TELL ME EVE–" she began but was cut off when I shush her with my hand on her mouth.
"Calliope, shush, you're screaming." I say.
"What do you expect, Arizona! I can't believe he said that to you."
"Wait till you hear the rest." I tell her.
"There's more? Oh my gosh, why didn't you tell me this before? I'm so sorry he treated you that way. What else did he say?"
We sit there for a few minutes and I tell her everything. When we realize what time it is, we agree that it's time to go back home.
O_O_O_O_O_O
We walk through the door of our apartment and Mark is on the couch with his shoes off and feet on the table.
"Where's Xavier?" Callie asks him before he could get a word out.
"He's asleep." he says back, feet still on the table.
"Okay, get your feet off of my table and get out, now." Callie say, calmly.
"What do you mean?" Mark asks confused.
"Mark, I need you to get out of my apartment right now because calm Callie," she says pointing to herself, "Is about to disappear and I really want to kick your ass." she says to him.
"Callie, I'm not sure what this is about, but whatever I'll go." Mark says, putting his shoes on and standing.
"Of course you know what this is about, Mark! You crossed the line. How could you disrespect my girlfriend? Voy a patearte el culo si alguna vez hablar con mi novia como eso
" she said, pointing to me.
'Uh Oh, Spanish rant. Yelling at Mark and calling me her girlfriend…not bad'
"Oh come on, Callie, I was drunk!" he says to her.
"Mark, you've got five seconds to remove yourself or I swear, I'll remove you my damn self!"
"Calli—" he tries but is cut off.
"Five"
"You can't be serio—"
"Four"
"Okay, I'll leave but you—"
"Three"
"Fine, Cal, bu—"
"Two"
Before she gets to one, he take the hint and leaves. She turns to me and I can see that she has tears in her eyes. I take her hand and lead us to the bedroom. It had been a long day and we both just needed some sleep.
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