Disclaimer: All characters are property of ABC. No copyright infringement intended. I own nothing.

This is AU as well as G!P, I hope you enjoy the journey, so only constructive comments please. Some chapters will have perspectives from both Callie and Arizona but it'll mostly be one view or another.

A/N: HEY! Sorry for not updating yesterday but I wanted to celebrate my birthday by doing absolutely nothing. Hope you can understand that. However in doing so I'm behind in my writing schedule so I may not update tomorrow. Hopefully I can fall into a bit of a writing frenzy so I can get us back on track.

All typos are my fault so please excuse that. Also, internal thoughts/dialogue are in italics and flashbacks are bold italics. So in the words of Shonda, trust the journey.

Chapter Eleven: Quality Time

Callie POV

Yesterday was entirely too mentally draining. Once mom's ring was back in its hiding place, Leda and I continued to lay there talking. Since Calen will be with me this weekend, we're having a family barbeque at her house. Now, maybe I'll get to meet this Mark guy that Addie's dating. Why must everything be so damn complicated?

I'm so damn excited to have Calen over for our first sleep-over. All this week, I've been working with a designer friend of mine to turn one of the guest-rooms into little Cal's own personal space. I want him to be comfortable here. Stepping back from hanging the last poster, I look over the finished room. Three of the four walls are navy blue while the fourth has a floor-to-ceiling Batman mural. Standing in the door, his twin bed is against the far wall below the large yellow Batman symbol with his name in the center and a nightstand on either side. To the left is his fully stocked closet, bookshelves, bean bags and toy chest. Covering most of the hardwood floor is a huge blue, black and yellow rug.

"It looks really good in here baby." Wrapping both arms around my waist, she leans into my back. "It's almost nicer than our room."

"Thanks babe. You think he'll like it? It's not too much right?"

"Cal, this room is perfect and your son is going to love it. You've been working really hard on this and it looks amazing. I can't wait until you're doing all this for our kid someday." We've talked about kids before but hearing that last sentence now has me uncomfortable. It doesn't sound right. Oh shit. Needing some space, I step out of here embrace. I need to work my shit out.

"It's time for me to go get Cal. We're going to stop by the office for a bit then we'll be back here to hang with you." I explain as we walk toward the living-room. Grabbing my phone, keys and wallet off the dining table as I pass it, I'm ready to go.

"No problem. I'll cook a little something for us. He's not allergic to any foods right?"

"Just shellfish but other than that we're all good. Thanks baby. See you in a bit." With a kiss on the cheek, I'm out the door. Roughly 30-minutes later, I'm parked in front of Repetto Elementary. After signing-in in the office, I make my way to his class. There are a few other parents lingering early as well. Spying through the glass, I spot him playing with a few of the other kids. Soon toddlers are spilling into the hall and before I can spot my own, he's crashing into my legs.

"Madre!" He may be tall for his age but he's still barely to my knees. Bending down, I kiss his head then pick him up into my arms.

"Hola, como estas?"

"Bien!"

"Very good, bud. You ready to go?" Nodding his head quickly becomes a shake in the negative. "Ok. No problem. Go get whatever you forgot." Putting him on his feet, he starts to run. "Hey bud, no running." Following behind him into the room, I look around at the colorful space. It looks like Arizona decorated. The approach of a cute brunette catches my attention but she looks too young to be a teacher. She looks familiar.

"Hi, you must be Cal's madre. I'm Lexie, one of the volunteers." Shaking her hand with a smile, I nod in agreement.

"Yea, that's me. The name is Callie though." I introduce myself as Cal wraps himself around my legs again.

"It's nice to meet you Callie." Leaning down she smiles at the little man causing his cheeks to redden. "Have a good weekend, ok?"

"Ok. I will. I'm with Madre for two whole days!"

"That's so cool. You have to tell me all about it on monday, ok?"

"Ok." Standing to her full height, she gives a small wave before moving to leave before I stop her.

"Lexie? This is going to sound weird but you're Meredith Grey's little sister, right?" Her surprise is expected but the look on her face is still pretty funny.

"Uh. Yeeeaah." Before she says anything, I answer her unasked question.

"Mer is a friend and employee back in New York. I've seen pictures of the two of you from time to time." A look of realization crosses her face.

"Oh! So you're that Callie. Battleship Callie." Laughing at the reference.

"Yup. The one and only. You're still in school aren't you?" Nodding in confirmation, I continue. "The reason I ask, Mer mentioned before that you're into video production and our new office here in LA will be up and running in a little over a month. So, my question is, would you be interested in submitting your resume? I've already seen your work from your very proud sister, so the resume would really be just a formality."

"Uh. Y-yes. Are you serious right now?"

"I'm very serious." Pulling out my wallet, I slide out a business card to hand to her. "Email me your resume and I'll reply with all the necessary information then you can let me know what your official answer is. Ok?"

"Yes! Thank you so much."

"No problem Lexie." With one last wave to Lexie, little man and I slowly head to the car with him firmly wrapped around one leg. Once we are both comfortably sitting in the car, I inform him of the plan for today. Watching his childish excitement as I showed him around the new office was just priceless. I know he doesn't truly understand everything but his enthusiasm is contagious.

When we got home, Maddie had lunch ready and waiting. The three of us picnicked in the living-room while watching cartoons before falling into unexpected naps. Soon enough, it was time for bed. After getting massive amounts of water all over the bathroom, I showed my little man his new room. After several minutes of 'ooohs' and 'aaahs', I'm able to get him into bed.

"Do you like your room bud?"

"Yup! It's awesome." Kissing his forehead then grabbing 'If you give a mouse a cookie' as our bedtime story, I make myself comfortable beside him.

"Ok bud, it's time for a story."

"No."

"No? You don't want a story?" Shaking his head, I put the book to the side. "Ok then, what do you want?"

"A song. Mama told me you sing." She told him about that?

"Ummm...ok. You put me on the spot there bud. Let me think." Pulling him close, thinking of a song, I slide down into a laying position. And just like that, it comes to me.

Arroró mi niño, arroró mi sol

Arroró mi pedazo, de mi corazón.

(Hush-a-bye my baby, Hush-a-bye my sun)

(Hush-a-bye my oh piece of my heart.)

Este niño lindo, se quiere dormir

Y el pícaro seuño, no quiere venir.

(This cute little boy wants to sleep)

(And the naughty dream does not want to come.)

Arroró mi niño, arroró mi sol

Arroró mi pedazo, de mi corazón.

(Hush-a-bye my baby, Hush-a-bye my sun)

(Hush-a-bye my oh piece of my heart.)

Arroró mi niño, arroró mi sol

Arroró mi pedazo, de mi corazón.

(Hush-a-bye my baby, Hush-a-bye my sun)

(Hush-a-bye my oh piece of my heart.)

Este niño lindo, ya se va a dormir

Cierra los ojitos, y los vuelve a abrir.

(This cute little boy is going to sleep)

(Close your eyes and open them again.)

Arroró mi niño, arroró mi sol

Arroró mi pedazo, de mi corazón.

(Hush-a-bye my baby, Hush-a-bye my sun)

(Hush-a-bye my oh piece of my heart.)

He's sleep before the song is even finished. I quietly stop singing when his soft snores reach my ears. Slowly, moving from the bed, I pull the covers over him then drop a kiss to dark hair before making my way out of the room.

"Hey." Madison's voice, though soft, sends my heart racing in momentary terror.

"SHIT!" Facing her with wide eyes and a hand to my chest. "What the hell are you lingering in the hall for? Like some kind of...of...shit, I don't know." Clearly, thinking that heart-attacks are funny, she laughs.

"I'm sorry babe. I didn't mean to scare you."

"Mmhmm." Walking into our room, I begin to undress as she gets comfortable under the covers.

"So, how have we been together this long and I had no idea you could sing. Very well I might add." Sliding in beside her all the stress from decorating my son's room falls away. With my eyes closed, I answer her question.

"Because it's more of a hidden talent that I tend to keep to myself." I can feel myself quickly falling into sleep.

"Goodnight baby." She kisses my cheek, then snuggles into my side as I give a slurred reply.

"G'night."

"I love you."

"Mhm. Me too."

It's early January which means that normally it isn't an ideal time to go swimming but Leda has outdoor heating and a heated pool, so we're barbequing like it's a typical summer day. Calen has been in and out of the water, playing with Graham and Cassie since we got here 3-hours ago. At the moment Madison, Addison, Mark and I are lounging and talking when little man hops onto my lap.

"You having fun bud?"

"Yup. I love swimming!" Chuckling, I use his towel to wipe him down a bit. "Mama has one of these." Pointing to my tattoo, I shift uncomfortably knowing I hadn't given Madison the full story behind it.

"Does she?"

"Yup. I saw it when we went to the beach. She said it was special because hers has a twin that matched. Is this the twin?" His eyes are curious as he waits for me to answer. I can't lie to him. I glance at the others, who seem equally interested. Some more than others. Addison already knows about the tattoos which is why she looks like the cat who ate the canary. However, Maddie looks fit to be tied. Fucking hell.

"Uh. Y-yeah buddy. Mine is the twin to mama's."

"Can I have one too? I want to match too."

"No, you aren't old enough and mama would yell at me." Before he can give a verbal debate to go along with his pout, Graham calls him to join them over to the pool. Once his gone, I actively avoid looking at anyone, specifically Maddie.

"Really Callie?" Closing my eyes, I lean back into my chair, bracing myself for the argument that I know is coming.

"Not here Mad, If you absolutely want to talk about this then we can go in the house." Eyes still closed, I hear her shuffle out of the lounger. I guess she really wants to do this now. Looking over at Addison, she just shrugs and leans back into Mark. I'm a few feet away when she yells out.

"GOOD LUCK!"

Making sure my niece and son aren't looking, I turning and flip her off. Passing both sisters, I walk through the open patio doors, going through the kitchen toward the living-room. As soon as her eyes land on me, she starts.

"You know ever since that woman has been back in your life, I feel like I don't know you anymore. I have been more than understanding in this situation. None of it was your fault but damn Callie. Really?"

"That woman's name is Arizona. Don't disrespect her like that."

"Fine. Well since ARIZONA has been around all kinds of secrets have been coming out. From the beginning, I knew that she had ripped your heart out but you still held her up as this great love but this is ridiculous! I shouldn't have to feel like this."

"What secrets Madison? The tattoo? Why does it matter?"

"Yes the tattoo is one. It matters now because you lied about what it meant!" The more she talks the louder she becomes.

"I didn't lie about it. I told you it was for someone who was once important to me and it is."

"That bullshit and you know it!"

"Madison, I not going to stand here and argue with you over a tattoo that's almost a decade old. It doesn't matter that it matches with Arizona's and why would I tell the woman I'm dating that my tattoo is one half of an ex's tattoo?! I don't want to hurt you ok, I really don't."

"You may not want to but you are hurting me Cal." She pauses, taking a deep breath then continues. "You don't want to talk about the tattoo. Ok. How about we talk about that expensive ass Christmas gift, or the fact that you have no problem letting her call you Calliope, or the real reason your company, the company I helped you start, is called battleship?" My eyes widen a her last comment. "Yea, it wasn't that hard to figure out with the name Arizona...So, let's talk about those then. What bullshit you got for those?!"

"She's a photographer, so I gave her photography equipment. I've already told you, she's always called me by my name. It's not a big deal but you seem to care more than I do. And who gives a damn what my company name is." I know I'm dodging but I really don't want to have this conversation or the ultimate fall out.

"You seriously can't give me a real answer, can you? You're still in love with her aren't you?" The tears in her eyes are pulling at my heart.

"Don't be ridiculous Madison...Baby plea-" Stop pushing this. She cuts me off before I can say more.

"I've seen you practically murder your own sister for calling you by your name...The bitch keeps your son from you for half a decade and yet she can do no wrong with you."

"HEY! Don't ever call her that again! You want real answers? FINE! The tattoo was to always have something to represent our anniversary and have a piece of her with me; the GoPro was really a gift for her company; She calls me Calliope because she is the ONLY person that can get away with it aside from my father; and yes, Battleship is named that because Arizona was named after the battleship her grandfather was stationed on. You may have helped me start the company and I love you for that but I was always going to and it was always going to be called Battleship." Watching her slowly crumble before me, I feel like shit. "I don't understand why any of this is so important now. You know that I love you. Why are you pushing me away?"

"It's important because of the anger in your eyes...It's important because you never denied it." Frowning in question, she continues. "You still haven't said you weren't in love with her."

"I'm n-not. I love you."

"But you are though Callie. Yes you love me but you are IN love with her. And maybe I had this coming for thinking you would choose me." Closing the gap between us, she pulls me into a chaste kiss before stepping back and sliding her ring off. "As much as I want to be your wife, I'm not the one your heart really wants and I love you enough to let you follow it." Placing the ring in my hand, a look of acceptance and hurt crosses her face.

"Maddie don't -"

"You should tell her. I have no doubt she feels the same." With that she walks away, leaving me in stunned silence. What the fuck just happened? Looking at the ring in my palm, I don't realize I'm crying until a tear hits my hand.

I did my best with the lullaby translations so sorry if they aren't perfect. Til next time...