DISCLAIMER:: not mine. still belongs to shonda rhimes and abc studios.

A/N:: here is the moment you've been waiting for.

Erica had never seen anyone as gorgeous as Aria Torres outside of magazines and television. She was taller than Callie by a few inches and slimmer. Dressed in just tight fitting jeans and a long sleeved t-shirt, she made casual seem glamorous. The man, obviously her senior by a few years, on her arm did nothing to help her blend in, handsome as he was. But aside from her father's confidence and her mother's smile, the most striking thing about Aria was her eyes. Unlike anyone else Erica had met in the Torres family so far, Aria had the most exquisite dark green eyes. They caught Erica's gaze and held it as the couple crossed the terminal to where Idola and Erica were waiting.

"Ariana, Sebastian." Idola hugged each of them in turn, her voice laced with emotion as she continued to greet them in greek.

Aria separated herself from her mother's embrace and smiled at Erica. "Erica Hahn I presume. I'm Ariana, but you can call me Aria."

Erica expected her to offer a hand in greeting but she didn't. Erica smiled back at her. "It's a pleasure."

Aria's smile widened and she stepped forward pulling Erica into a gentle hug. "The pleasure's all mine, ours." She pulled away and glanced over at Sebastian, who was talking heatedly with Idola.

Erica silently cursed herself for not making more of an effort to learn Greek, or Spanish for that matter. She knew words here or there but she was fluent in neither.

"Babe?"

Sebastian looked up at the sound of Aria's voice.

"Come over here and meet Erica."

Sebastian waved over at Erica in greeting, his face friendly but far from cheerful and then returned to his discussion.

Aria waved his actions off as if they were nothing. "He's been a brat since yesterday, don't take it personally."

Erica offered to sit in the front seat on the ride home so Aria and Bastian could take the spacious backseat for themselves, but neither Aria nor Bastian would hear anything of it. Aria insisted on interrogating Erica about her and Callie's relationship from beginning to current.

"Where'd you two meet?" Aria buckled up and twisted her body towards Erica and settled in for the long haul.

"We work together. Originally though, we met while she was dating George O'Malley. I was called over from Seattle Presbyterian by Dr. O'Malley to perform surgery on his father. We met briefly in passing but I honestly didn't give her a second thought until much much later."

"So you got close after you transferred to Seattle Grace?"

"Yes, but even then not right away."

Aria tilted her head to the side curiously. "What do you mean? Why not?"

Erica shrugged. "I'm not exactly the easiest person to get to know."

Aria smiled. "I find that hard to believe."

"It's true. It took a while, but the second I gave her chance, Callie worked her way in." Erica shook her head and smiled at the memory of that first night at Joe's.

"Calliope was always that way. She gets under your skin until you can't help but love her." The heavily accented voice of Sebastian Skedros shocked the women into silence.

Erica watched Aria's face sink out of the corner of her eye. She, though she had no clue why, reached over and grabbed Aria's hand to squeeze it comfortingly.

Aria's smile returned and she squeezed back.

No one said anything the rest of the way back to the house. None of them wanted to answer Sebastian's comment and he was content to remain silent.

"Dad's home." Aria seemed to light up when she noticed another car in the huge driveway.

Idola seemed thrown off by this. "I thought he said he wouldn't be home until later tonight."

Once the car pulled to a complete stop Aria unbuckled herself, opened the door and slid out. Erica followed. They could hear the yelling before they opened the front door. Erica picked out Callie's voice and her father's, but she couldn't make out what was being said because they were yelling in Spanish.

Idola barged through the front doors and immediately went to work trying to create peace. Callie was crying on the stairs and her father was at the bottom. His face was bright red and he was clutching what appeared to be a magazine in his hand.

Erica immediately went up the stairs to where Callie was still crying. She pulled the younger woman into her arms and rubbed her back gently. "It's okay Cal, it's okay."

"What is the problem here?" Idola stepped up to her husband. Her voice was calm but her eyes flashed with anger. "Your daughters are both in the same house for the first time in years and you seem intent to ruin it."

Eduardo Torres said nothing but shoved the crumpled magazine into his wife's hand.

She looked it over. "Oh dear. Oh my."

Aria frowned and left Sebastian's side to look over her mom's shoulder. Once her green eyes had flashed across the cover of the magazine she looked, not at Callie, but her mother. She took a defensive step back from her mother. "You didn't tell me that on the phone. You told me Callie had a girlfriend and that it was serious, but you never said anything about a baby."

In a matter of five seconds, several things happened at once. Eduardo's face grew to an even deeper shade of red and he started yelling in Spanish again. Idola got right back into his face, telling him to calm down. Aria looked confused. Sebastian looked amused. Callie started crying harder and Erica pushed her away.

Erica had never even broached the thought of kids in her head. She'd never even taken the time to think about how she felt about them. That was until Callie. Briefly, after the had first married, she had thought about kids. And then she had stopped, deciding it would be better to never have one. Because of who she was with, it was really an unexpected risk, and Callie had never seemed that interested in parenthood. So she had buried it away, a topic for later, if ever.

But now everything clicked. Callie… her manic exercising, her emotional distance, her mood swings, her random sickness, her… her weekly lunches with Ethan. Callie had been lying to her. On something that was affecting her life too. She shook her head.

Callie saw it then, in Erica's eyes, the betrayal. She saw Erica shutting herself off. Callie threw herself at Erica. "Please, Erica, I'm so sorry."

Erica pushed her off and shook her head. "No." She set off down the stairs and out the front door, letting her feet carry her wherever they may.

Inside Callie crumpled on the staircase.