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A little longer chapter than usual…I hope you enjoy!

Chapter Eleven

Callie's POV

"Well that was fun." My wife says still a little breathless. "I think that's the most fun I've had before seven in the morning in a long time." She jokes.

"Mhmmm." I mumble against her skin as I trail kisses from her lower abdomen all the way up to her chest. "Me too." I'm not sure exactly what happened, but we both ended up discarding our pajamas and having our way with each other this morning in bed. Despite the early hour, neither of us complained as we enjoyed a pleasurable impromptu round of morning loving.

"Hi." She smirks at me once we're face to face again. She pushes a few strands that fell in front of my face to the side and pulls the covers over us, keeping our little love bubble intact.

"Hi yourself, Ari." As I rest my upper body weight on my forearms on each side of her, I connect our lips in a very satisfying kiss. Our mouths instinctively part and she slips her tongue into mine while simultaneously wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling our naked bodies closer together. Once we part for air I attach my lips to neck needing to kiss and love more of her this morning.

"Baby, don't leave any marks. I'm too old for to be walking around with a high school hickey on my neck."

"I can't help it if I want to kiss every inch of you all the time." I seductively reply moving to the other side. "I guess I shouldn't mention the like marks I left on your inner thighs then, huh? I may have gotten a little carried away."

"Oh I don't mind marks down there. I like to think of it as little reminders of how very talented you are down there."

"I learn from the best, babe." I say returning my gaze to her blue eyes. "Which is by far you."

"Yay me." She giggles to herself, which in turn makes me laugh as well.

"I love you so much it's ridiculous, Ari."

"I love you too, Calliope." She replies with pure devotion and love. It's little moments like these that I love so much. Even with the dark clouds of rain pouring outside, our kids fast asleep down the hall, and the other countless duties and responsibilities we have to do today. When it's just Arizona and me. Lover to lover and wife to wife, it's almost as if nothing else matters. We escape the world together for just a few minutes and everything seems perfect.

"Callie?"

"Sorry, I just—"

"You okay? I lost you there for a minute." My wife says with a hint of concern in her voice. "You feeling alright?"

"I'm feeling fine. I was just thinking about you. About how much I love you and really, really want to kiss you."

"You better put those thoughts into action then." She quips before her pink lips connect with mine once more. Her legs tighten around me once more as one of her hands becomes entangled in my hair. A few small moans escape our lips as I grind the lower half of my body down on her for some much needed pleasurable relief. As our kiss intensifies I roam a hand down along her one of her creamy smooth thighs. Our need for air becomes too great and our kiss ends. The sounds of our ragged breaths fill the room and lock eyes. Having done this countless times before, she gives me a little nod and I snake a hand between our bodies and slide two fingers inside of her. The satisfying feeling of being so intimately together makes us both groan and sigh as I build a steady rhythm within her.

"Yess, Callie. Keep going, baby…just like that." My wife encourages in my ear as she claws at my back and throws her head to the side. Small kisses and words of reassurance and love are said push deeper and deeper into my wife making sure I bring her to the highest peak. Is doesn't take long for her to come as her body quakes and shivers while expletives and devotions of love are exclaimed.

"Give me a second and I'll be more than glad to return the favor." Arizona says eagerly.

"I don't think we'll have time, babe." Just as the words leave my mouth my alarms goes off. I roll off my wife and turn off the alarm coming from my phone on my nightstand. My wife dips under the covers and scoots closer to me. "Ari, as much as I want you right now, I can't."

"Trust me, I'll take care of you later. Right now, I'm saying good morning to our little one." She says kissing my stomach and whispering sweet words.

"Eight weeks and still going strong."

"Are you feeling alright?" She asks coming out from underneath the sheets resting her head on chest.

"Yep, for the most part. They are making me a little tired, but that's to be expected."

"Good, sounds like everything's right on schedule then."

"And I need to be on schedule and make it into work on time." Reluctantly I leave the warm confines of my wife's body and my bed and hop in the shower. Ten minutes later I feel a cool breeze in the hot, steamy bathroom and can make out my wife's silhouette through the foggy glass shower.

"Do you mind taking Sof this morning? Turns our Noah had an accident last night and didn't bother to tell us. I need to clean his bed and sheets and give him a bath."

"Sure, but can you get her dressed?"

"Yeah, I'm working on it." She says before exiting the en suite. I mentally have to rearrange some things and decide to cut this shower short. Looks like I'll be going into work with damp hair as I probably don't have time to dry it thoroughly if I have to drop my daughter off at camp. Another twenty minutes and I'm changed and downstairs making Sofia's lunch.

"Sof, finish your cereal, we've got to get going."

"Mommy takes me to camp."

"I know, but I'm taking you this morning. Can you get your rain boots on a raincoat, please? The ones with the ladybugs on them."

"Okay." Dismissing herself from the kitchen, she heads back up stairs. "Noah has no clothes on!" She yells. Sure enough my son comes into the kitchen only with a pair of underwear on.

"Noah Caleb, where are your clothes, buddy?"

"I dunno. Mommy took them."

"I bet she gave you some new ones to put on, didn't she?" I ask scooping him up in my arms and situating him on my hip. He buries his head in the crook of my neck because he doesn't want to answer. "Hey, can you look at me for a second?" He turns his face and stares at me with his blue eyes. "It's okay that you have an accident in the bed, but you have to come me or mommy right away."

"Kay. Me sorry mama." He says with the sweetest and softest voice that makes me heart melt.

"It's okay, but don't be afraid to tell us." I kiss his forehead and he stays with me as I move around the kitchen getting Sof's stuff ready and my bag packed.

"I'm ready!" Sofia announces with her boots and jacket on.

"That's my girl! Okay, we need to get going. Take your backpack and lunch bag and meet me at the front door." Passing her items off to her, I head down the to the basement with Noah still in tow.

"Arizona?"

"Laundry room!" I put Noah down in one of the seats and turn on some cartoons while I go find my wife.

"Sof and I are heading out. Noah is watching television. Do you need me to pick her up too?" I ask as she stuffs some clothes in the washer and dryer.

"No, I got it."

"Okay, then I'll see you later. Text me if something changes."

"Sounds good. Be safe out there driving. The rain is coming down hard and the roads are slick."

"I know, probably lots of crashes and people coming into the ER."

"Just be careful."

"I will." I give her a peck goodbye and one to Noah on my way out.

"Can we get hot chocolate this morning?" Sof asks I buckle her in.

"I don't think we have time." Sometimes when I'm taking Sofia we'll stop at a Starbucks for a drink. I usually get coffee and always get her a kids hot chocolate.

"Pleaseeee?" She whines as I hop in to the drivers seat and pull out of the driveway.

"We're already running a little late, you don't wanna be late for camp, do you?"

"No." She pouts folding her arms across her chest.

"Hey, how about we call daddy? Wanna talk to him?"

"Okay!" Cheering her up just a tad, I connect my phone to the speakers in the call and dial Mark's number. After a few rings he picks up.

"How's it going, Cal?"

"Good. Sofia wanted to talk to you. Say hi Sof."

"Hi daddy, I miss you."

"Aww, I miss you too kiddo. I have a surprise for you." I knew nothing about a surprise so I'm intrigued just as much.

"What is it?"

"I'm in Seattle!" He announces.

"You're here?! I thought you were coming this weekend?" I ask a little confused.

"I came a few days early so I could get my place cleaned up and get everything ready for our time together. I wasn't going to tell you yet, but since you called I couldn't hold it in any longer. You excited, Sof?"

"Yess!" She beams. "Daddy's home!"

"What do you say I pick her up tonight and take her to dinner? We can bring Noah too. I miss that kid. I've got one of Sofia's old car seats I can strap into my car."

"I'll have to talk to Arizona about it, but—"

"Aww, come on just say yes! I'm sure wifey won't mind."

"Please mama!"

"Okay, okay. How's seven work?"

"Great. I'll be there at 6:45."

"Fine. See you then."

"Perfect. Later Sof, have a good day."

"Bye daddy! Love you."

"Love you too, kid. Bye Cal."

"Bye Mark."

"Daddy's home! Daddy's home! Daddy's home!" Sofia cheers all the way to camp and I make a mental note to text Arizona about the change of plans.

"Whoa, Doctor Torres did you get caught in the rain this morning?" Wilson questions as throw my hair up into a messy bun and walk towards my office. I give her a pointed glare and she changes the topic. "Right, sorry. Um, we have a patient in the pit with a broken arm." Passing me the tablet, I look over the information and scans.

"Looks pretty standard. Can you cast him up?"

"Of course, Doctor Torres."

"Great. Do that, round on my other patients, and check in with the pit I'm sure there will be some stuff for you to do there then come find me."

"Not a problem. Oh, Dr. Grey is in OR three and really wants to see you. Something about a severely damaged foot."

"Okay, I'll check it out. Catch up with me later." Passing off the tablet once again, I head into my office to put down my stuff and head down to the OR."

"Nice to see you out of the lab for once, Torres. "Bailey comments and I scrub in and she scrubs out.

"Yeah, I kina miss having my hands on some bones. How's it looking in there?"

"Grey has got is pretty much under control that you should really look at the foot. It's terrible. A car ran over it. Twice."

"Gosh, that's horrible. I'll see what I can do." Stepping into the OR I'm quickly gowned and gloved by one of the nurses.

"Nice of you to join us this morning, Callie." Meredith greets me. "I promised this guy he'd have a fixed foot when he woke up. Don't tell me I lied." Glancing at the left limb I see just how badly it's injured. It's pretty bad, but I've seen and fixed worse.

"Well?"

"You didn't lie, but you may have stretched the truth just a little."

"Can you fix it?"

"Hell yeah I can fix it. It's just going to take a long time."

"That's fine. I've got a few more hours to go myself. So settle in. I've been meaning to talk to you. Those scans you gave me last week showed a massive tumor. It's inoperable."

"Damnit. Are you serious?"

"Yeah, I wouldn't even wish that on my worst enemy. I'm surprised that person's lived so long already. Who is it anyway?"

"Just someone I know."

"Just a random person from Mexico you know?" Truth be told the scans belong to my grandfather on my moms side. A few weeks ago Aria told me how sick he's gotten. I was completely surprised because I didn't know he was the least bit sick. Of course my mother and I don't talk so she didn't tell me anything. Aria's been playing messenger and keeping me informed. We've had late night phone calls and texts shared between us. I wanted to help in anyway possible so between my dad and my sister, they got the scans from my grandfather's doctors in Mexico and sent them to me for a second opinion here in the States. My mother has no idea about all of this and it's probably for the best since she practically disowned me. My grandfather has lived in Mexico his entire life and when I was younger my family would travel down to see him and my other cousins. I haven't seen him in some years, but he's family and I love him dearly. "I don't mean to pry, Callie. Whoever it is though should get themselves prepared for the worst. I'm talking days. That tumor is just too massive and growing too fast for anyone to do anything."

"It's my grandfather's scans." I confess to her.

"Shit, I'm sorry Callie I had no idea."

"It's okay. When I saw them I thought the same thing, I just didn't want to believe it."

"How old is he?"

"Late eighties. He's been healthy most of life, but a few weeks ago he was rushed to the hospital and they discovered this tumor. My dad's been throwing countless money at the doctors for some solution and to buy him more time, but we all know how this is going to end."

"I wish there was more I could do."

"Me too. I'll call my sister later and let her know. Thanks for taking a look."

"Of course. Hey, if you want we can grab a drink after work and you can tell me all about him."

"As much as that sounds good. I should probably get home. Maybe start going over arrangements with the family." Not to mention I can't drink because I'm pregnant, but she doesn't need to know that yet.

"Right of course. Well if you need anything let me know."

"I need a change of topic. Anything interesting happening in your life?" She takes a moment to process and focus on her patient before her before she finally cracks a little smile.

"So you know how it's raining crazy hard, right? It's been like that all this morning."

"Yeah…" I'm a little confused as so where this is going, but I try and follow.

"Well I woke up at like two in the morning because I heard this dripping sound. Now you know how big my mom's old house is, but I heard this insistent dripping noise and it was pissing me off. I tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn't so I woke up and went downstairs in search of sound. Finally I found water dripping from the ceiling in the kitchen. I wasn't even upset that my house was leaking, I was just happy to shut that stupid sound up. So I temporarily patched it up some duct tape and Derek is going to check it out later." I throw a questioning look at Meredith and returns with a blank stare. "Well you told me to tell you anything." I can't help but to burst out laughing, which in turn makes Grey laugh and the other nurses in the operating room.

"So how was your morning?" She asks as the giggles continue to die down.

"My son peed in his bed." I shrug and Grey starts laughing all over again and soon the room is filled with rambunctious amusement and laughter from everyone.

"Uhh, did I miss something?" Wilson asks stepping into the room.

"Callie's son peed the bed this morning!" Grey recounts. "It's hilarious!"

"Isn't he like four? That's what kids do, right?" She asks hesitantly, nervous to say the wrong thing to her superiors.

"Still it's funny!"

"It's pretty hilarious, Wilson." I say returning my attention to her. She doesn't seem to know what to say so I help her out. "What can I do for you?"

"Oh, I just came to know if I could give his girlfriend an update about the foot."

"Oh yeah, you can tell her I can fix the foot. I'll explain more in detail when I'm done, but it should be okay." She nods in understanding and quickly leaves the room. "I don't think she found it funny."

"She definitely didn't." Meredith recaptures her focus and gets back to the surgery at hand. "That was a good laugh. I needed that."

"I know exactly what you mean." We finish the surgery with casual small talk and soon enough it's time for us to close up. The rest of the day was spent in the emergency room and checking up on some of my past patients in post-op. I decide to leave for the day and have Wilson take over for me for the rest of the evening. I tried to call my sister on the way home to update her, but she didn't answer so I guess I'll try again later.

"How's it going in here?" I ask stepping into my son's room.

"Mama, you home!" He drops his toys and runs over to me. I kneel down and embrace him in a big home.

"I am and I missed you so much today." I ruffle his hair a little and give him a few kisses. "What did you do today?"

"Art with mommy and a hotdog for lunch."

"Yeah? That sounds fun. You know you're going to dinner with Mark tonight."

"I know! Sof tell me. I like Mark."

"That's good cause he likes you too. Why don't you pick out what you want to wear cause he'll be here soon."

"Mmkay." He goes back to his activities and I cross the hall to Sofia's room.

"Hey Sof."

"Hi mama," She greets me looking up from a book. "Is daddy here yet?"

"Nope, not yet but he'll be here soon. Change into what you wanna wear."

"Okay. Will do you my hair?"

"Of course. Where's mommy?"

"I think she's in her room on the phone." I give her a kiss on the head and head down the hall into our bedroom. Like Sofia said, Arizona is on the phone and by the sound of it she's talking to Teddy and is almost done. She acknowledges me with a kiss on the cheek and I change into more comfortable clothes.

"Hey you, how was work?" She asks hanging up the phone.

"It was exhausting as usual, but good. How was everything here?"

"Besides that little mishap this morning, everything else has been good too. I guess it's just the two of us for dinner tonight. I was thinking about ordering in, how's that sound?"

"That's fine with me. Hey, so I have something to tell you."

"Okay, shoot." She replies joining me on the bed. Just as I'm about to tell her about my very sick grandfather Sofia pops in the room.

"Can you do my hair now?"

"Save that thought." I tell Arizona. "Of course, sweetie. Let's go into your room."

"I'll check on Noah." Arizona adds. Another thirty minutes go by before Mark finally arrives. We caught up for a few minutes before they leave for dinner.

"Do you guys have you raincoats?" My wife asks double checking their outfits before they head out the door.

"Yesss mommy." Sofia whines. "Can we go now?"

"Yes we can. I got reservations at one of your favorite places." Mark states much to Sofia and Noah's delight.

"Alright let's get out of here." Mark ushers everyone out the door and I watch as they get into his car.

"Not too late!" I call out before closing the door and returning to the kitchen where my wife is pulling out take out menus. "So what are you in the mood for tonight?"

"Maybe Chinese?"

"I'm down for that. Get some egg rolls, I love those."

"Really? You barely order those. Maybe it's the baby talking. Maybe it's our little one craving those."

"You may be right about that." I say unconsciously placing a hand over my stomach.

"So what did you want to talk to me about?"

"Oh yeah, so you know how I've been having those family phone calls over the last couple of weeks."

"Ahh yes, the mysterious phone calls you always take in Spanish." She comments with a subtle jab. "Look I understand you're talking to your family and it may be easier to talk in Spanish to them, but you can at least fill me in once and a while."

"I know, I know. I'm sorry, but that's what I wanted to talk to you about now."

"Well is everything okay?" She questions with some concern.

"Actually I'm not so sure it is. I think—"

"Hold on a second." The doorbell rings and interrupts me. "Mark probably forgot something. I'll get it." She heads to the front and I take another glance over the take out menu. I hear a familiar voice, but it's definitely not Mark's. It's my sisters.

"Aria, what are you doing here?" I hear my wife ask thoroughly surprised. "I had no idea you were coming. Calliope didn't tell me anything. Babe, did you know your sister was coming?" They both come into the kitchen together with Aria dressed in the finest and most fashion forward clothes. I'm pretty sure the shoes on her feet cost a couple hundred dollars and I can only imagine how much she spent on her handbag. It's no surprise though, Aria's always preferred the finer things in life and to her credit she works hard to afford it. While it's always good to see my sister, I have an idea why she's here in person.

"I didn't." I stand up to give her a hug and offer her a seat next to me. "It's good to see you, sis."

"You too. Where are my niece and nephew? I don't hear their little feet running around."

"Actually you just missed them. Mark is in town and took them out for dinner."

"Well isn't he lucky. He can just swoop in whenever and play dad for a few days while you and Arizona raise his kid. No amount of good looks and money can excuse his absence as a father."

"Seriously Aria we're not going to get into this. It's been years and our little arrangement works fine. Mark is a great dad and all of us are still figuring out this parenting thing, Arizona included."

"Fine." She throws up her hands in surrender and I'm grateful that we can move past that topic.

"I tried calling you earlier. I got someone to look over the scans."

"Scans? What scans?" My wife questions.

"She doesn't know?"

"I was just about to tell her."

"Tell me what?"

"They aren't looking too good. One of our best surgeons looked at them, but there's nothing we can do."

"Callie..." Aria starts softly.

"What isn't looking good? Are you sick again, Calliope?"

"What? No, I'm perfectly fine." I quickly answer easing my wife's worry about my health.

"Wait, what does she mean 'again'? Were you sick and didn't tell me?" Aria asks confused and upset. "What the hell, Callie?"

"Whoa, whoa. Calm down. I wasn't sick, I just had to get checked out and go on some medication – which I'm not even on anyone by the way."

"Why didn't you tell me, Arizona?"

"Me?" My wife looks at me puzzled, but I have nothing to offer.

"Yeah you. You're her wife. You tell me things when Callie doesn't. We both know how secretive she can be at times. I thought I could count on you to at least keep me informed." I can tell my sister isn't really upset, but more worried and a little hurt she was left out. Bottom line I just think she cares.

"Hold on, hold on. Aria, why are you here?"

"Right. About that…" Letting out a dejected sigh she gives me a look that explains everything. Her face says it all.

"He's really gone?"

"Late last night." She confirms and embraces me in a hug. Ever since I first got my grandfathers health information and scans I've been bracing myself for the worst, and hearing Grey say the tumor was inoperable really put everything in perspective. I just didn't think things would turn so fast. "I missed your call was I was on the plane coming over here to tell you in person." Unknowingly a few tears have fallen down me and my sister's faces and Arizona passes up a couple tissues.

"I'm sorry, Arizona. I bet you're really confused right now. This is what I was going to tell you. Our grandfather got sick really fast and I've been talking with Aria and my father trying to see if we could do anything, but Grey told me today there was nothing anyone could do."

"I'm so sorry, Calliope." She says coming over to me and placing a consoling hand on my back.

"When we were younger we took trips to visit him in Mexico." Aria comments. "I don't think I've seen him since undergrad, but I've spoken to him on phone multiple times."

"He did this thing where he'd ask you a question and after you answered he didn't say anything. So I got nervous I said the wrong thing or something so I'd end up changing my answer a bunch of times until he smiled and said 'very good'" I say reminiscing. "He was a quiet man, total opposite of our grandmother. I think that's why they worked."

"Sounds like a special guy." Arizona adds.

"He was." I smile. "Okay, so what's the plan?"

"Right, my second reason for being here. We have a few days to put together the funeral arrangements. Mom and dad are down in Mexico now and sent me everything." She pulls out a folder from her bag and begins checking things off. Early on I learned that our family doesn't really grieve. We shed a few tears, but move on quickly. That's how it's always been growing up. It's not conventional, but it is what it's the Torres way.

"So when are we going down there? Also, mom knows I'm coming right?"

"Dad said he would handle that. I know mom is still being a bitch towards you, but he was your grandfather and of course he would want you there. Anyway, I came here on the company jet so we could fly down tomorrow. Most of the family is headed down tomorrow as well and everyone is staying at the T Hotel. Dad is securing the church. I thought we could go over everything else."

"Sure. We were about to order some food anyway."

"Good, do you have some wine or preferably anything stronger?"

"Uh yeah, check the basement." She excuses herself while I go over the contents of the folder.

"Callie, are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?" Arizona asks taking my sisters empty seat. "You just got some heavy news."

"I'll be okay. We need to start planning stuff. I should only be gone four or five days. Crap, I didn't even ask. Are you okay with watching Sofia and Noah? I don't really want them coming down for this. It'll be sad and probably a little stressful, not to mention my mother and some of her side of the family isn't very welcoming to our 'liberal ways' as she likes to put it."

"Of course I don't mind watching them, but I want to go with you."

"You don't have to do that. Besides, who's gonna watch the kids?"

"Mark could handle Sof, I'm sure he'd love the extra time and I can book a flight for my mom to come up tomorrow and watch Noah. She wouldn't mind besides it's a family emergency."

"Arizona, that's a lot to ask of your mother on short notice."

"I'm telling you it'll be okay. Besides, it's not really a discussion. I'm coming with you." She states firmly. "You just lost your grandfather you're going to need some support. Even if I'm just there to hold your hand or be a shoulder to cry on. I'm going to be there for you. I'm not scared of your mom or anyone. Whatever they have to say they can say it to my face in person. Either way this isn't about me or you, it's about your grandfather. I didn't have the pleasure of meeting the guy, but he was obviously special to you and your family so I would at least like so pay my respects."

"Okay."

"Okay." She copies. "I'm going to call my mom, make her arrangements, and order dinner."

"Thank you." Taking her hand, I pull her close to me. "Thanks for everything."

"You don't have to thank me, but of course. I'll be right back." She gives me a kiss and escapes upstairs.

"Found the tequila!" Aria rejoices rejoining me. "Want some?"

"Nah, I'm good."

"Oh well. More for me." She raises her shot glass to the ceiling before throwing back the liquor and clenching her eyes. "Let's get started. We should pick out a few prayers and flowers for the ceremony."

Thanks for reading! And thanks to musicforsoul for helping me out.