GREYS

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The next morning, Erica wanted to leave early for the hospital. She really needed to clear her head, and the best way for her to do that was surgery. As she left the bedroom, dressed and ready to go, she glanced over at Arizona's sleeping figure. Her stomach knotted as the feelings that she was trying to quench soared upward. Arizona just looked so peaceful, completely unaware of the world around her. She was beautiful. Erica shook her head. She had to leave. She had to get away from here and clear her head.

Just as she was leaving, she heard a door open behind her. Turning around, she saw Callie making her way out of her bedroom. When she saw Erica at the door, she froze.

"Where are you going?" Erica whispered harshly, looking back at Arizona's sleeping form. "She is going to wake up and not find you here, and she is going to be upset. You told her you would see her in the morning. You can't just leave her here."

Callie shook her head. "I love Arizona. And I thought last night that when I woke up this morning, I would be over it and things could go back to normal. But I'm not over it. I'm still angry with her. I need to clear my head and get past this so I can remember why I love her so much."

"You love her because she is amazing," Erica muttered, shaking her head. "You love her because she is beautiful, and honest, and sometimes a little impulsive. But even when she is impulsive and she shows you the side that you hate, you still love her because she loves you. She loves you in a way that a person only loves one other. She loves you—"

"In the way that I used to love you," Callie whispered under her breath, pushing past the blonde and walking out of the door of the apartment.

"Excuse me?" Erica asked, following her out and shutting the door behind her.

"You're wrong about that last statement," Callie said, whipping around. "There is no such thing as only loving one other. I was in love with you in that same way and I moved on to love another."

Erica shook her head. "Bullshit. You cheated on me through our entire relationship. If you loved me the way you love Arizona, you never would've thought about another person in the same way you thought about me."

"I didn't think of him the same way!" Callie argued, her voice rising. "I was figuring myself out. I was confused. Mark helped me to see what I wanted, and what I wanted was you. And as soon as I realized that, as soon as I said I wanted to be with only you, you flaked out and you left me. I did love you Erica, and now I love Arizona. So yes, you can love more than one person."

"Then why aren't you staying here to wait for the one you love?"

"Because I need to clear my head and let things go before I can completely forgive and forget."

"We're still talking about last night, aren't we?" Erica inquired.

"Not completely," Callie replied, looking Erica directly in the eyes before turning around and disappearing down the stairs. Erica stood by the door, silently watching after her. She sighed, heading back into the apartment. Arizona stood in the kitchen, her hand gripping the counter.

"Did she leave?" Arizona asked, her voice quivering.

"She just needed to clear her head," Erica replied. "She's going to the hospital for early rounds."

"She said that I would see her in the morning," Arizona said, shaking her head. "She said that she would be here. And instead she just left without even waking me up."

"This isn't completely about you, or last night," Erica answered, walking over toward her friend. "There is much more to this than just an argument between you and Callie."

"What do you mean?" Arizona inquired, moving toward the other blonde.

"I don't know," Erica said, very aware of how close she and Arizona suddenly were. While Arizona didn't seem to notice, Erica had to move to get away from the heat. "I just know that she does love you, Arizona. She just needed some time to herself."

"Let's go to the hospital," Arizona muttered. "I've got rounds."

Erica nodded, watching the blonde move toward hers and Callie's bedroom to get ready. She sat on the counter and waited, thinking back over the scene from this morning. She shook her head in shock, suddenly realizing the undertones of their conversation. Did Callie still have feelings for her?

Before she could think any further, Arizona emerged with a scowl permanently fixed on her face. "Let's stop be Starbucks on the way in," she said. "I don't want any of that coffee cart crap on a morning like this." Erica nodded, knowing exactly what she meant.

GREYS

Mark was happy. Lexie made him happy. Surgeries made him happy. Sex with Lexie after surgery made him especially happy. When he walked down the stairs toward the coffee cart, he couldn't help but smile at how wonderfully life was turning out. Not even Erica Hahn could get him down—

"Mark!"

Mark looked around to see Callie hissing his name and beckoning him toward the elevator. Mark groaned, but headed toward her. "I just came from upstairs, Torres. I'm not getting on the elevator. What do you want?"

Callie rolled her eyes. "Come on," she said, pulling his wrist. "As the best friend, it is your job to willingly go where I need you when I need you. And I need you now."

"I thought we were past this," Mark said, reluctantly stepping onto the elevator. "You like sex with girls. I'm in a committed relationship—"

"Sloan!" Callie growled, not in the mood for games. "The last thing on my mind is sex, especially from you."

"Okay," Mark said seriously, knowing something was wrong, "What's up?"

"I ran out on Arizona this morning," Callie said, plopping down on the floor of the elevator. Mark hit the stop button and followed suit. "We had a huge fight, and I promised I would see her in the morning, but instead I just left."

"That's not like you, Cal," Mark replied. "What were you two even fighting about?"

"Erica is living with us."

"Of course this has to do with Hahn." Mark rolled his eyes. "I thought she had an apartment."

"Well, like I was trying to tell you the other day, her apartment flooded, and since it is around Thanksgiving the hotels were already overbooked. So Arizona invited her to stay with us without my consent."

"So? You and Erica are all peachy keen now. Why does it matter if she takes the extra room in your apartment?"

"I keep telling myself it is because Arizona asked her without consulting me. I keep telling myself that this has nothing to do with Erica."

"But…" Mark prompted.

"But…the truth is it is about Erica. I don't know if I can deal with having her in the apartment and around me all the time without it bringing back up this…stuff…that I've been pushing back for so long."

"This stuff…as in feelings?" Mark inquired. "Are you beginning to have feelings for Erica again?"

"I don't know!" Callie cried, burying her face in her hands. "She and I had a discussion this morning before I left. It started out about Arizona, but then it turned toward our past again. And when we were talking about it, it brought up all of the feelings I've been pushing back. I was angry and resentful, but at the same time upset with her for leaving in the first place.

"But then seeing how much she cares for Arizona and how protective she got when she saw me leaving without saying good-bye made me remember when she used to care that much about me. It almost made me want her to care about me like that, too. So, I don't know, Mark. I have no idea how I feel about her right now."

"It shouldn't matter, Cal," Mark said, rubbing her back gently. "You are with Arizona. You are in love with Arizona. Everyone can see that, including Erica. You need to figure exactly what you are feeling, and then let it go. But right now, I'm sure you have a very angry girlfriend who certainly deserves an explanation."

Callie nodded, standing up and pushing the resume button on the elevator. "Thanks Mark."

"It's what I'm here for babe," he said. "Now, if my best friend duties are finished, I am going to head back down stairs the way I came."

Callie laughed and headed toward the Ped's Wing to go find Arizona.

GREYS

It didn't take long to find Arizona. She was wheeling around the Ped's Wing on her rounds, oblivious of anything happening around her. Callie watched the beauty finally take pit stop at the central station, draining the last of her coffee and dropping it in the trash can.

"Looks like I'm just in time," Callie said, sneaking up behind her and placing another coffee in her hand.

Arizona turned to look at her girlfriend, scowling. "No. You don't get to be all sweet and cute this morning, Calliope."

"I'm sorry, Arizona," Callie said, her face growing serious. "I should've stayed. I know that. I was just pretty upset and needed to clear my head."

"I don't care, Callie!" Arizona snapped. "You promised me you would be there this morning and you weren't. You broke a promise, and that is not okay. If Erica wasn't there, I wouldn't have known where you were at all."

"I love you, Arizona," Callie said, abruptly cutting the conversation. "I made a mistake."

"I love you, too," Arizona muttered, finally taking a sip of the peace offering. "Now are we even? Can you stop punishing me for inviting Erica?"

"Of course, dear," Callie replied, kissing her gently on the lips. "We are completely even."

"Hey," Arizona said before Callie could pull her in for another kiss. "What were you and Erica talking about this morning? Erica said it wasn't just about me, but nothing more."

Callie stomach fluttered, remembering back to her conversation with Mark. "Nothing," she firmly replied. "Just some minor arguing."

"I hope it won't affect tonight," Arizona muttered, looking down a chart for her next patient.

"Wait, what is happening tonight?" Callie asked.

"Well, since this whole thing with Erica has kind of caused a rift with our relationship, I thought we could make dinner. You know, give us a chance to get some romantic alone time together as well as making a nice dinner for Erica when she gets off work to welcome her into our home."

Callie smiled. "That sounds perfect, babe."

Arizona smiled. "Great! If you see Erica, just let her know, okay? I'm going to be pretty swamped here for most of the day, but I will meet you at home at six o'clock. Just tell Erica to be there at eight."

Callie nodded in agreement, stealing one last kiss before leaving the wing. For the first time since Erica had gotten to town, Callie felt really and truly relieved.

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