A/N: I apologize for the long wait. The holidays were pretty busy and then shortly after that my laptop crashed on me. Good news is I got it working again and also bought a new smaller laptop that will be mostly for writing so hopefully this will help. Enjoy!

Chapter 13

Over the next two weeks Callie grew stronger and stronger with every physical therapy session. She had finally made it to the point where she could not only get in and out of bed on her own, but also walk short distances with the aid of a walker. She had protested using the device quite vocally but in the end had lost the battle and grudgingly used it.

The highlight of each day was the time she got to spend with Sofia. She had wanted a child for so long that she was still having a hard time believing that she was real. It didn't change how much she was already in love with the little girl. She just wished she could remember her pregnancy, and more importantly how the little girl came to be. So far Arizona had been silent on the subject.

To her frustration she hadn't been able to recover any of her missing memories. It seemed as if there was always a ghost of something there, but it was gone before she could really grasp it. There were other things she noticed however, certain behaviors or mannerisms she didn't remember having before. She wasn't sure if they were something she'd developed over the previous two years, or if they were a result of the accident.

"How's my favorite patient?" Dr. Gibson asked in greeting as Arizona pushed Callie into the PT room.

"Now, I know you say that to all your patients," Callie responded with a smirk. Being an orthopedic surgeon, Callie had worked with Dr. Gibson on several occasions for one patient or another.

The other woman smiled back. "Well I can't deny that. However, in your case it's true. How often do I get to torture one of my colleagues?"

"Torture. That's an accurate word for what you've been putting me through."

"Well, how about we see if we can make you cry today," the doctor said in jest. "I might have some good news for you, but only after we see how this session goes."

Callie's ears perked up at that, but she knew that the woman wouldn't say more. She'd just have to deal with whatever was thrown at her and hope that she'd get to hear the good news once she was done.

For the next forty-five minutes Callie felt like she was being pushed to her limits. She had, had a few rigorous sessions before, but they all paled in comparison to what Dr. Gibson was putting her through now. But by the end she was able to take a few steps with only minimal support. Which meant that hopefully soon she wouldn't need the walker anymore. She couldn't wait for that day.

When they were finished, Dr. Gibson lead them across the hall and into her office. Arizona pushed Callie's chair right up to the desk, the other woman now too exhausted to walk on her own. The blonde then took a seat beside her girlfriend and reached a hand out to entwine Callie's fingers within her own.

"Now I suppose you both want to hear the good news?" She got some nods in response. "You're doing exceptionally well, Callie. Better than I could have hoped actually. I think that is due in larger part to Arizona's effort to keep you from atrophy during your coma."

Callie turned to Arizona and gave her a huge grin. She really couldn't have imagined a better partner. One so able to make sure her needs were met, even in the worst of circumstances. "So, what does this mean?"

"It means that I'm comfortable enough to sign off on your discharge papers." The two looks of disbelief made her smile. "I wouldn't normally be so quick to this decision if you didn't live with another doctor who knew what to look for. I would, however, still like to see you once a day for therapy, at least for the time being. We can revisit that schedule once you're more settled at home. You will also be given homework for Arizona to help you with."

"I don't know. I mean Arizona probably needs to go back to work soon." She turned to the blonde, "You can't keep taking time off for me. I don't know how I would get back here every day." It took a lot for her to say those words because she hated being so weak, but it wasn't worth trying to kill herself to make the trek alone each day.

"Don't worry about that. My mom and dad can help if I do have to work," Arizona assured her.

"It's not fair to all of you to keep having to take care of me. Maybe I should just stay here for a little longer," Callie suggested.

Arizona studied her lover's face. She could see all the emotions swimming within her eyes. "Is that what you really want?" she asked, even though she already knew the answer.

"No, of course not. But I can't ask this of you, or your parents," Callie added as an after thought.

"You're not asking, you don't need to ask, because we are in this together. We are in this together because I love you and you love me."

I love you and you love me and none of the rest of it matters.

"I love you and you love me and none of the rest of it matters," Callie whispered so quietly that Arizona wasn't even sure she had spoken.

"Did you say something?" she finally asked when it was clear Callie wasn't going to say anything further.

"I love you and you love me and none of the rest of it matters," Callie said a little louder this time. "You said that to me once. I think we were fighting but I don't remember about what. But you said that to me and I just knew everything was going to be okay."

Arizona sucked in a breath. She remembered clearly what Callie was talking about. It was the day they'd heard Sofia's heartbeat for the first time. The Arizona realized she was in this. That Callie and the baby were everything to her. She wasn't sure if she was relieved or disappointed that the other woman didn't remember more. She wasn't sure if she was ready for the topic of Mark to come up.

She had finally called Mark a little over a week ago and updated him on the situation. He took it a little hard that she didn't remember what had happened between them. In the end though they both agreed that it was better that he keep his distance, at least for the time being.

The thing Arizona found the most interesting, however, was that Callie hadn't asked about Mark. Not once had the name graced the other woman's lips. She didn't tell Mark that, but she wondered why Callie hadn't asked about the man she always claimed was her best friend. She supposed only time would tell.

She noticed both Callie and Dr. Gibson looking at her expectantly and realized she hadn't yet responded. Callie remembered something, small though it may be it was huge because of what it could mean. "Yes, I did say that. It was the day we heard Sofia's heartbeat for the first time. It was a great day."

"Well than why were we fighting?"

"That's not important right now. What is important is that you remembered something. This is huge. It's only a matter of time before it all comes back. I can feel it." The excitement in Arizona's voice couldn't be masked.

"This is good. I mean I'm no phycologist, but I dare say it's good." Dr. Gibson had a giant grin on her face as well. Callie was more than a patient to her, she was almost a friend in a way. She wanted to see her recover as much as anyone else who worked with the other woman. "Even more reason for you to go home."

"I agree," Arizona nodded like a five-year-old who had just heard that ice cream would be on the menu for dinner.

Callie couldn't think of anything she wanted more than to have her memories back. If being at home would help that, she guessed she would just have to deal with getting help from those around her. "Yeah, I think so too."

"Now, I'm not the only one that has to sign off on your discharge obviously, but I don't think Dr. Shepherd or Dr. Bailey will put up too much of a fuss. I think you'll be going home soon."

Callie smiled. Going home sounded pretty good to her.

~CA~

Dr. Gibson was proven right a few hours later when all three of her doctors had a meeting with their patient in her room. They had all met up previous and made a unanimous decision and followed up with some notes they wanted to present to both Callie and Arizona.

Derek wanted to see Callie for a few follow ups. He wanted to make sure everything was going well. After hearing about the small memory that had come back to her he was optimistic that things would work out in the end.

Dr. Bailey as well wanted to see Callie back in a couple of weeks to make sure the other woman wasn't going to be pushing herself to hard once she was home. She knew how stubborn Callie could be and she didn't want to see her friend have a set back because of it.

"Now I'd really prefer if you stayed one more night and discharged you in the morning, but I'm guessing that wouldn't fly with either of you?" Dr. Bailey asked with a look towards both Callie and Arizona.

As good as home sounded, Callie wouldn't mind staying another night, but the look on Arizona's face said it all. She wanted to go home and she wanted to take her girlfriend with her. It would be nice to finally be back in familiar surroundings. The one bright spot for Callie was getting to spend the night in the same place as her daughter. "I'm ready to go home," she finally responded.

"We'll have the papers ready for you to sign at the nurse's station whenever you're ready," Bailey told them before walking out the door with the other two doctors following behind her.

"Well I guess we need to gather up all the stuff you've accumulated over the months."

"Um, me?" Callie asked teasingly. She pointedly looked around the room and stopped at every item that was Arizona's. While the woman had spent some nights in their home, she'd spent just as many in Callie's room which left stuff all over the place.

"I suppose you're right. We don't have anything to put it all in though. I'll call my mom and see if she can bring over a suitcase or something. Do you want her to grab you some clothes?" Arizona asked as she pulled out her phone and quickly found her mother's number in her contacts.

"No, if you'll just get me some scrubs I'll be fine. I can shower when we get home right?"

"Of course." Her answer was cut short as Barbara picked up the phone. Arizona quickly filled her mother in on what they needed. As soon as the call was disconnected, Arizona went in search of a clean pair of scrubs. As she helped Callie change she realized how much she'd missed seeing the other woman wandering around the hospital in navy. She couldn't wait to see it again.

Barbara and Arizona made quick work of packing up everything that belonged to either of them. Throwing it all together in a couple of large suitcases. They didn't much care whose stuff was whose they just wanted to get it all done sooner rather than later. They would have plenty of time to sort it all back out once they were home.

After a quick pit stop to sign the papers, the trio was on their way out the side doors of the hospital. Due to hospital policy, Callie was forced to sit in a wheelchair, but a part of her didn't mind. She was still fairly sore from her PT session earlier that day.

The elevator ride seemed to go on forever. She was so close to home, but this ride was the last part of the journey that she needed to pass. When Arizona finally opened the doors to their apartment and wheeled Callie in, she immediately felt better.

It was different than it was in her memory, Cristina and Owen didn't live here any longer. She knew that because of what she was told, but entering their home she could feel it. They had made it their place together.

The door to Cristina's old room stood ajar, and she could see many of Sofia's things inside. She gestured for Arizona to push her into the room and the blonde was only so happy to oblige. She took it all in and couldn't believe how amazing Arizona had made it look. Sofia's name was spelled out in block letters on the wall. Inside the crib lay their sleeping little girl nestled under a pink blanket that looked so soft.

They slowly backed out of the room so as not to wake the baby and closed the door part way to help let her slumber undisturbed. When they came back out Daniel flipped off the TV where he had been quietly watching the news and stood to leave. Barbara was about to follow her husband out the door, believing the girls would want a little time alone, when Arizona stopped her.

"Mom, do you mind staying for a bit to listen for Sofia? I need to help Callie take a shower." Callie held back a cringe at those words, but she knew there was some truth to it so she tried not to let it show.

"Of course not. Take your time," Barbara responded.

"You can stay too, Dad," Arizona offered.

"That's all right sweetheart. But holler if you need anything," Daniel responded before leaving all his girls to their own devices.

It took a little effort, but the two woman managed to get Callie showered and into comfortable pajamas. Although she wasn't anywhere near ready for bed yet, the effort it took to get dressed was too much of a hassle to attempt it one more time that night.

Barbara sat around chatting with the girls for a little while before leaving them to get reacquainted with their home. They turned the TV on, but neither of them was really paying it any attention. Instead they just took comfort in having the other one near. As Callie looked around the room and stopped at the cracked open yellow door, all she could think of was how good it felt to be home.