Arizona reaches across the table picking up a fresh piece of pizza for Sofia placing it on her plate as she kisses the top of her head. "The spinach and mushroom pizza is so good!" the blonde encourages, Sofia responds by shoving the crust end into her mouth as she happily chews away.

Looking over at Callie, "Another piece for you? "

"Sure I skipped lunch, had a six hour surgery rebuilding a leg from a car accident this afternoon, I think I have earned an extra slice."

Arizona gives her the bigger, cheesier piece of the two that are remaining, and Callie notices. "Aww, you must still like me a little bit."

"I love you, I will always love you Callie, you know that right?"

Slowly chewing her eyes remain on Arizona as she nods, "I know."

The silent moment between them stings, even after months apart the reality is this is not how it was supposed to end, it wasn't supposed to end at all. The place they currently stand together is still painful and hard but they both give what they can to figure it out, mostly for Sofia but also for themselves, they have to work together to find a patch of solid ground in being friends.

"How is everything going with the new place? You know if you need anything or want to take anything from the house, you totally can."

Washing down the last bite of pizza with a swig from her bottled water, "It's an adjustment, especially living with a roommate. Amelia is very considerate and things are working out fine so far. She cooks so there is that, like cook, cooks, like Mark cooked."

"Ohhh, well that is a bonus; you might want to knock a little off the rent if she puts dinner on the table a couple nights a week."

Arizona's heart strains at the thought of Amelia in the kitchen making the pasta that night for her, feeding her and sharing laughter that seemed to come a little too easy.

"Mama, can we get ice cream now?"

Looking over at Callie, "What do you think?"

"Hmm, I am not sure. How about if we get ice cream you get in the tub tonight without any fussing? Is that a deal?"

No stranger to the deal making that sometimes happens, Sofia holds out her hand for the pile that forms on top of hers, first Callie's then Arizona's and they chant the usual cheer together, "Bath time rocks!"

"What flavor would you like?"

Without a single hesitation, big brown eyes grow wide and blurt out the assumed response. "PINK!"

"Strawberry it is!" Callie motions to their waiter ordering two scoops and three spoons for them to all share."

"How is everything going with Dr. Herman? It's really amazing she was able to get the tumor out, Derek admitted he didn't know if he could have successfully done it."

The blonde effortlessly spins the cap of her water bottle between her fingers, "To be honest I was very scared and skeptical but in the end she came through, and I am pretty sure Nicole will be her same cut throat self in no time at all. Oh, and she has become buddies with Karev."

"Amelia?"

"No, Herman."

Callie almost spits her beer out, "Good God, now there is a combination worthy of the title, Frick and Frack."

Arizona slowly plays with the crust of her pizza, "I know right, it's the odd couple if there ever was one."

" I can't imagine having a roommate again, I mean I like her but you and I both know even if she is not doing it yet, she is going to be traipsing boy toys back to your place at all hours of the night. Just make sure she cools it when Sof is staying, okay?"

Arizona cocks her head slightly as her blue eyes grow big, "You think? Well I am sure she will be respectful right? I mean we are both adults, it seems to be going fine right now."

Reaching to wipe Sofia's mouth of the sticky sweet remnants of her ice cream, she whispers to Arizona, "Oh, you just wait, I bet in less than a month , after she is settled in and you two are all friendly and buddy, buddy it is Amelia in the throes of passion that will be keeping you awake at night."

Arizona is not sure if the lump in her throat will actually allow her to speak, but she tries anyway as the words fight through busting out of her mouth maybe a little too hastily. "Ready? I have a ton of charting to catch up on tonight." The guilt bubbles up quickly, not sure it's even warranted, as she reminds herself has done nothing wrong, clarifying to herself how the relationship with Amelia is complicated, undefined and so new it's okay if she is not ready to tell anyone, especially her ex-wife.

Amelia almost sits in Derek's lap as she walks in her office, head buried in a file which was couriered over, a consult from a neighboring hospital on an almost impossible case. "Damn it Derek, don't you have your own office?"

"I do, but yours has a better view."

She looks out beyond her window into a dismal view of the staff parking lot, "Seriously?"

"Yeah, I have no window so anything is better."

"Okay, do you miss me or something, what's up?" plopping down in the chair across from her desk.

Twisting apart a paperclip he finds tucked under the keyboard on his sister's desk, "Why did you move in with Dr. Robbins?"

Adjusting herself in the chair as she sits back to cross her legs, "Well, I just needed some space Derek, you and Meredith are…intense. When Arizona said she might be looking for a roommate it just seemed to be a good idea, we both understand each others schedules and the pressure that comes with being a doctor."

He stares at his sister, "So, are you going to come back with Mer and I or is this roommate thing permanent?"

Amelia slides the manila folder across the top of her glass covered work space, laying her favorite pen on top. "Well permanently is a bit much, but if you asking if I am planning on moving back in with you and your wife as opposed to having my own space then the answer is no, Derek."

"The White House offered me the position again, it seems they don't want anyone else, it's getting harder to say no to them, and I am not sure I want to say no anymore. I think the transition would be easier for Meredith if she had someone around, someone to help out with…well, things."

Pushing herself up out of the chair, which stirs up a violent, dusty summertime thunderstorm inside of herself, "Listen Derek in case you didn't get the memo, I am the head of neurosurgery here, not a nanny! Not that there is anything wrong with being a nanny, but I am not here to babysit your kids or your wife, and even by your standards to even suggest that to me is being a selfish jackass!"

His frustration manifests itself into his hands which find their way through disheveled, salt and pepper hair, "So you're staying with Robbins then?"

Amelia goes to storm out, barely stopping herself in time before she runs into the door, "This is my office, damn it. Out. Now!" , pointing the way as she holds the door open for him.

"Can you at least think about it? Turing to make his final plea, just as the door is promptly slams behind him.

In the weeks that followed her surgery to say Nicole Herman had found a new lease on life was a bit of an understatement. She was filled with something that felt strangely odd, like an old college t- shirt that didn't quite fit anymore but when stretched and pulled that shirt somehow manages to pass the test and miraculously becomes the perfect fit again. The moment Arizona realizes what exactly that something is, it feels like the stinging slap of every childhood memory she could muster up to the forefront of her mind. The day she saw Nicole pull into the staff parking lot pedaling carefree as she navigated into the stylish steel bike rack which was placed just outside the front doors of the hospital, she knew. Nicole Herman had found what she had been missing for so long; she was in fact now living her life again. Not waiting to die, not counting the days, or checking off items on her bucket list but she was spinning madly on from the darkness she had come to know so well.

She watched from just inside the sliding doors, noticing how she smiled, even at strangers, which was new, but lucky for Arizona, Dr. Herman's snark remained fully intact dancing wildly down to the tip of her tongue.

"Patients aren't going to treat themselves Robbins, why are you just standing around?"

Following behind her, "I just saw you riding in and thought I would say hello, and we could touch base on the Richardson case."

"Hello, Robbins! Touching base is what happens on rounds which we will be doing in exactly fifteen minutes. I am going down to get coffee, you want some?"

"Yes. I would love some, thank you."

Standing in the hospital hallway by herself until a familiar voice drifts into her ear, "I am sorry I didn't get to say goodbye this morning, I left a little earlier than I planned."

Arizona took a deep breath reminding herself they were at work, and to be professional which she found to be harder with each passing day. Try as she may the second she saw Amelia's face, her heart began pounding out an erotic drum cadence and Arizona was pretty sure she became a flashing billboard of adoration for the entire world to see. Looking around before speaking, "I missed saying goodbye to you."

Amelia swallows hard, trying not to focus on the blonde's lips, eyes or dimples, "I went to the gym early so that I could run to the store, I thought I would cook and we could have dinner together tonight."

Blue eyes sink toward the floor as she takes a small step forward, "Why Dr. Shepherd, are you asking me out?"

Laughing as she nervously shoves her hands into her coat pockets, "I am asking you in, to stay in with me, so I can have you all to myself, so I can watch, touch and taste you after thinking about it and resisting you all day long."

Arizona's mouth is slightly open, her pupils dilate as Amelia watches, finally she licks her lips and begins to speak, "I have to go now, I am going to try to walk away, even though I am a little throbby everywhere, and I will see you later, at home, with all your promises of touching and tasting and….are you making pasta?"

Biting her bottom lip, the neurosurgeon's lingering eyes slowly drag down Arizona's body, "Is that what you want?"

Their eyes engage in a feverish debate, without a word a playful tug of war ensues in the hallway, clenched jaws, penetrating glares that just might start a fire if only they had four walls around them. Amelia's words slither out of her mouth, "Cat got your tongue, Robbins?"

"Yes, that's what I want."

Eyebrows raised, with her head slightly cocked to one side. "So you want pasta tonight?"

Arizona's raging blue eyes fire back immediately. "I want your tongue tonight."

Then it was over, the moment came to a shattering end with the foul sound they both knew all too well approaching them, "Robbins, would it be okay if you joined me on rounds sometime today, or it this a bad time for you?"

Flustered, she fumbles in her response, "Ready! We were uh, just talking about the surgery schedule, now, for today in regards to …"

"Bullshit, you two are practically playing doctor in the hallway, at least go to an on-call room."

Amelia's crimson red face can't stand the heat of Dr. Herman's accurate accusations any longer, "Okay, I have surgery in twenty minutes, I will check with Hunt about the schedule and you two have a good morning and try not to kill each other."

The heavenly smells hit Arizona before she even makes it to the apartment, unlocking the door and unloading her things just inside, she hears the command shouted in her direction….. "Close your eyes!"

First the patter of footsteps approaches, then a soft hand reaches for Arizona's, goose bumps appear as the warm breath tickles her ear, "Open your mouth." Arizona does as instructed, a piece of crusty bread with salty, sweet taste sensations comes in contact with her tongue, she keeps her eyes closed and a breathy moan escapes her mouth as she closes her lips around a lingering finger that is not her own slowly sucking off the remaining morsels. "Mmm, that is divine."

The blonde opens her eyes just as Amelia's mouth makes contact with her own. The kiss is so tender Arizona is not sure she can keep herself upright, she grabs on to the bench that holds her bags just to steady herself.

"Do you have any idea how much I have wanted to do that all day long?"

Arizona slides her hands up and around Amelia's neck pulling her closer, "I am still pretty unclear about it, can you try to tell me again?"

Their mouths find each other in an all-consuming struggle to get closer than ever before. Arizona sucks Amelia's tongue deep inside her own mouth, biting at her bottom lip, their bodies pressing together as the desire to become one dominates each and every move.

Amelia breaks away first, running her hand up to Arizona's jawline where her thumb sweeps across the dimple that has formed as a result of the smile plastered on her face. "So, I definitely want more of that, more of you, and more of us. First, I would like to have dinner with you, talk and just look at you; do you have any idea how beautiful you are Arizona?"

Before there is an answer the beeping of not one but two pagers goes off almost in unison. "Are you kidding me? I am not even on call!" As soon as Arizona says those words, her cell phone rings, its Karev and when she hits answer holding the phone to her ear the words stop everything in her world. "Dr. Herman has been hit on her bike, drunk driver. It's bad Arizona, get here now!"

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