AN: This is a very late update! I'm so sorry for the delay, I've just been so busy and I wanted to improve on my writing and giving you guys a rushed chapter was not in my planning! I appreciate all of your continued support and patience. Well here's the long awaited chapter that you've all been waiting for!

It had been two weeks since they had came back to Seattle, Callie had gone back to work reluctantly after Arizona insisting that she would be fine. Callie knew that was so untrue but she had to try to let her have some space.

It was a rainy day, Callie had gone into work early which left Arizona all alone with her thoughts. The television was on but she wasn't paying any attention to it, she was just waiting for Callie to come home, which would be awhile considering it was only ten in the morning.

Arizona would have been sleeping now but she made it a rule for herself that she wouldn't sleep when Callie wasn't there because she just couldn't. She was afraid of having a nightmare which still happened every time she closed her eyes. Callie was the only one who could calm her down. She tried sleeping with Mark and even Teddy there. Neither of them could calm her down, they had to call Callie out of work each time. So she figured that she just wouldn't sleep without Callie because it was pointless.

It was something about the way that Callie held her, gently and firmly at the same way. No one else could calm her down like that, she'd learn that a long time ago. When she still had the nightmares about the shooting, Callie had been able to calm her down then and she still did now, even though the circumstances of her nightmares were much worse.

She was still in pain, not as much as before, but now she could walk around on her own. She decided that she should clean as much as she could that didn't require bending over. It had became her new hobby because it took her mind off of things until Callie got home. Callie was the best at taking her mind off of things.

She moved into the bathroom to start cleaning the sink as best she could without bending. She had dropped the sponge she was cleaning with. She looked down at where it had dropped to. She couldn't reach it with her hand. Arizona sighed but she saw the bandages in the trash can, they weren't hers. They were Callie's. It brung tears to her eyes. She shook her head and left the bathroom onto another task.

Ever since she had got back from the incident she had become distant and slightly more emotional from before. She wouldn't show her emotions in front of Callie. When she was upset or anything she would just act distant towards her. She knew that Callie saw it in her but she never brought it up again. Arizona would always find a new subject to talk about and Callie always let it go because she knew that if she didn't Arizona would detach herself completely and she couldn't let that happen.

Arizona went back to sitting on the couch, she watched the news. Nothing from the normal was on, it was the same old thing on week days. She missed work but she couldn't come back for at least another two weeks. She decided to turn it to "A Baby Story.", it partly reminded her of her job. At least the procedure that brought the little one into the world.

She loved kids but she didn't know much about having her own. Arizona was scared that she would mess up her kids, but with Callie she knew she would be able to do it for her because she loved her. She always knew that Callie would be an amazing mom and she wouldn't get in the way of her dreams, she would learn with her and do her best when it came time to do that.

She decided that she would take a shower and make some food for herself.

Callie was at work, she hadn't been sleeping so much but it didn't affect her working ability. She drank enough coffee to stay concentrated on her surgeries. However, when it came to charts and lunch she was nearly falling asleep. She went home for lunch every day to see Arizona unless she was too tired, she would just crash in an on-call room.

Today was one of those days where her eyes wouldn't stay open at lunch, so she decided to go to sleep in an on-call room. She couldn't exactly sleep but just laying down gave her more energy from the constant running around. She was doing all this work so they could get back in their apartment, they were almost back in. It almost seemed like they were almost like they were but they were so far from it.

Callie let tears fall down her face, she missed how they used to be before the bad things started happening. She missed when they finally decided to move in together, when they were finally better from the shooting. She thought that the bad things were done happening but now they just kept adding on, she couldn't imagine why this would happen to them. They didn't deserve it, they saved people for a living and all that happens is life-threatening situations.

They didn't really talk to Mark much, even though they lived with him for the time being. He knew they were still recovering from the trauma and didn't want to make things worse then they already were. He was gone almost every night anyway, he wanted them to have his bed. Arizona wasn't comfortable with it at first but he had reassured her many times that it was okay.

She had really only been officially persuaded to sleep there when Callie told her it would be better on her back. It had made some pain fade away but it was still there, not as bad though. She felt much better when Callie held her, it was such a good feeling.

The bad thing was that Callie had nightmares too, part of the reason she couldn't sleep. Arizona didn't know of any of them, she already had enough going on. The other reason was because she just wanted to watch Arizona sleep and make sure that if she had a nightmare, she would be there, awake. She didn't want Arizona scared and screaming, and her not be there, fully alert to make sure she would be able to calm her down and hold her. She loved being able to make her feel safe.

That night, Callie came home around seven. She looked exhausted and sure as hell felt exhausted. It was hard not being able to sleep but she would rather not sleep than have more bad memories triggered into her own memory. She put on a smile when she walked in the door anyway.

Arizona had finished dinner not too long ago, Callie was impressed with what she had cooked. She looked over the meal and smiled at her, "You made this?" She said as she pointed to the lasagna and salad, along with other vegetables.

She nodded to her and smiled, "Yeah.. you've been working all day and I thought you'd be hungry." Arizona already had her plate, she was sitting at the island eating her lasagna as she looked at Callie.

"Are you okay? You never cook." she raised an eyebrow curiously as she started to get her plate ready.

"I finally decided something." Arizona announced as she took a bite of her salad.

"What is that?" Callie asked as she stopped putting food on her plate to seriously look up at her.

"I'm going to therapy tomorrow. I need to get better."