It had been two weeks since the confrontation between Arizona and Callie and the couple had not talked to since. Calliope had tried everything to keep her mind off of the blonde. She signed up for extra shifts in the E.R. and was constantly offered to take work from Bailey. Miranda quickly grew annoyed with Calliope's clinginess and sent Cal home.

The orthopedic surgeon now sat on her couch, watching the television mindlessly. She had spent the last hour just flipping through channels, waiting for something interesting to come on.

The door opened behind her and an offer of beer came from Sloan. Callie glanced over her shoulder and shrugged.

Sloan walked in and placed the pack on the counter. After grabbing two bottles and popping the tops off, Mark made his way to the couch, taking a seat next to Callie.

Sloan stared at Cal out of the corner of his eye, looking her up and down.

"Have you showered today?" Sloan asked, his stare never leaving the woman next to him.

"Nope," Callie wryly replied after taking a large swig of her beer.

Mark played with the label on the bottle he has holding.

"Did you shower yesterday?"

Cal took another drink from her beer, avoiding the question.

"Have you guys talked?" Sloan asked.

"Nope," Callie answered, "Unless me filling up her voicemail counts."

Cal's voice quivered in her answer. Sloan paused, taking a sip from his drink. He contemplated on how to word his next question.

"Did she," he cleared his throat, "Are you guys over?" Sloan asked.

Callie looked away from Mark as tears began to free fall from her eyes.

"Awe, Torres," Sloan comforted, draping his arm over her shoulders. He pulled her in, allowing her to rest her head on his shoulder. Sloan set down the bottle and wrapped both arms around the crying girl.

Mark rubbed Cal's back in an effort to comfort her. Calliope clung tighter to her friend.

Soon, Cal's sobs began to fade into whimpers as sleep subdued her. Mark gently stood up and placed Callie on the couch. The loss of Mark's body heat caused Callie to instantly curl up like an infant. Sloan reached for the throw-blanket from the back of the couch and covered Callie.

He knew he couldn't leave Calliope alone. Even after both George and Erica, Mark had never seen his best friend this upset. After making a few calls to Miranda, Owen, and Derek, Mark managed to get his afternoon cleared. He grabbed his beer and moved to the chair diagonal from the couch. He planned on waiting there until Calliope woke up.

Across town, Arizona paced the floor of her apartment. The coffee table in the middle of the room held a box of half-eaten donuts and a filled ashtray. Moving boxes were scattered across the living room and kitchen.

Bags had formed under her eyes from lack of sleep. Every night she would come home exhausted from work but when she went to bed she would toss and turn all night. Arizona had never realized how accustomed she grew to Callie's light snore. She had reached a point where the noise was necessary to sleep.

As Arizona paced she retraced every moment of her relationship with Callie, looking for something that would have foreshadowed Cal's infidelity. Despite how long she thought, or how hard, she could never recall anything that could have lead to this.

Arizona inhaled a shaky breath. The blonde had come to terms with the fact that she had no idea what actually happened that night. The only thing she was certain about was that Calliope lied about working to go out with Erica. Arizona had slept on the couch of Cal's apartment that night, waiting for the Latina to return home from being out with her ex.

The alarm clock in the bedroom went off, ripping Arizona from her thoughts. The blaring noise signaled the beginning of Arizona's routine to get ready for work. Begrudgingly, she walked into the bathroom to start her dreaded day at the hospital.

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I know it is a very, very short chapter. But I think it was necessary. I'm going to try and update soon... but with 19 credit hours I can't promise anything. But I will finish the story at some point, I swear! As always, reviews are appreciated. And thank you everyone who has reviewed so far.