A/N: The scene between Arizona and Stark is actually a scene in Grey's history, so I can't take credit for that (however, I did put my own little spin on it). The second April/Stark scene should be familiar, and I put it in for symbolism...and it's just so damn cute.

Stark waited patiently as the elevator came up from the ground floor. His day had been a roller coaster from losing JJ to his interaction with April and finally punching Alex Karev - even though the last one was his favorite. That had felt fantastic.

When the doors opened, he froze momentarily to see that Arizona was standing there in her formal wear - indicating to him that she had no surgeries that needed to be performed. He scowled at the thought of picking up another scowl and only stared at her from the short distance, wondering how she could look so...okay when he couldn't even understand all the emotions that engaged in a civil war in his heart.

"I don't bite, Dr. Stark."

He scowled and closed the distance, standing beside her as he hit the doors closed. "I'm sorry, Dr. Robbins."

She turned to him. "About what?"

He refused to look at her, instead keeping his eyes glued to the numbers that slowly winded down. "Making you think I didn't...Never mind."

Arizona sighed heavily. "I..I heard about the heart transplant. I'm sorry."

"Me, too."

Arizona watched him closely, the way his whole body was tense and his glossy eyes - which indicated to her that he wasn't as strong as they all thought; he had a heart, and losing that boy had broken it. Without a word, Arizona reached across from him and hit the emergency stop button on the elevator. She only blinked at his scowl in her direction and told him, "Take a minute, Robert. Just...Take a minute to breathe."

He stared at her for a moment, scowling. "Robbins-"

"Take a minute. Give yourself a minute to miss that little boy."

"Robbins-"

"I won't watch. I'll turn my head and we'll pretend that it never happened and I won't mention this to anyone as long as I live - not even Callie. But, Robert, you need to take a minute. Because I can see it in your eyes. You're dying inside, and if you don't allow yourself a minute, it's going to eat you alive."

Respectfully - as she had promised - Arizona bowed her head and clasped her hands in front of her as he moved toward the back of the elevator. She heard him fall against the wall and she didn't need to see him to know that he was crying, that his grief was consuming him. Moments - perhaps minutes - passed and even as she heard him clear his throat and stand, she didn't turn around. It wasn't until she could see him in his peripheral vision did she turn to him. He was composed now, his face no longer blank but a soft scowl - back to normal. "You good?"

"Yeah."

She reached across and hit the emergency stop button to start their movement again. Their eyes were both glued on the numbers as they reached the top, where Arizona would get off.

Before the doors dinged for her to step off, he said softly, "Thank you, Arizona."

She smiled. "Anytime."

With a sigh, Stark watched as the elevator made it halfway down before the elevator doors opened. Making a decision, he stepped from the elevator and walked over to the nurse's station where a nurse was quietly at the computer. "Have you seen Dr. Kepner?"

"She just got done with a surgery and she's in the on-call room," the nurse answered. "Do you need her paged?"

"No. Thank you." He gave her a polite smile as he walked away from the nurse's station. Minutes later he found himself in front of the on-call room, breathing in for confidence and courage as he opened the door. Stark shut it gently behind him, turning around to see that he had surprised her. She had jumped up from the bed and was now staring at him, confused yet alert at the same time, like she was ready for some catastrophe.

He sighed a content sigh - not pained like he thought it would be - then smiled. "Hey, April."

"Hey."

He took a step forward and swallowed hard, staring at her like this was the hardest thing he had ever done - like standing here before her in his normal clothes compared to her scrubs made him nervous. Just being in this room, after everything that had been done and said between the past few days, made him nervous. But he had to do this. They couldn't move forward if he didn't. "I'd like you to join me for dinner."

"Come again?"

"Dinner," he repeated, fidgeting nervously despite her smile.

"Right now?"

"No. I already ate. I'm just saying...some other night."

"Like...?"

"Just, you know...I mean...a date."

"Did...did you only ask me out because I was here for you earlier?"

"No," he looked away from her, down at his shoes for a moment, and shoved his hands in his pockets because he didn't have a little blue elephant to hold. "I...I asked you out because you convinced me even more today that I love you and that I need you in my life - as more than just a colleague and definitely as more than just a friend. And when you love someone...You don't let them get away from you."

"Well..." she trailed off and looked at him, a soft smile on her face.

"Just..." he looked back up at her, threw his hands up, and smiled, "think about it."

April's smile grew as he gave her a nod and left the on-call room.