Disclaimer: The show Grey's Anatomy is not mine, and neither are the characters, I am not receiving any profit from this work. Everyone in this story belongs to Shondaland. I'm just going to play with the characters for a bit. I'll return them in tact... mostly. T for language and content. Rating may change, eventually.

Ty for the feedback.

Yes I have a definite path for Callie, always have had. I've been trying to show how truly lost both of them have become- both of them. I haven't exactly painted Arizona as angel eithor, what she's done on the show and in this fic is not ok, even if there are reasons for it. Cheating is not okay. Leah is not okay, even if I did feel sorry for her in S10ep9. Being told to get dressed and leave, cold. I want to eventually bring Calzona to the point of dancing and roller skates and drinking in bed by the time this fic is finished, but they have to sort through a lot IMO before that can happen. Loved s10ep 9 it was beautiful and fantastic, but nothing was resolved. There all this hurt and pain underneath, which I'm sure will be fixed beautifully on tv. This is my take though.

This chapter has gone back to a deep, dark, heavy, angst confrontation theme- warning there. This is a messy chapter. Knives are out. Feelings are raw and they are both saying what's underneath. Let me know what you think, and if I've been fair to both side. I won't change this chapter again (other then to correct grammar and punctuation) but anything you say I'll address later. This fic is prob not for everyone...and that's okay.

Warning: PTSD is mentioned as well as trauma. I don't know what your triggers are, but if it's a risk for you, this may be a trigger. Please exercise caution.

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Callie was in her office, nursing her head. She had yet another oncoming migraine. She'd had a lot more of these lately, not really coping with the stress and anger she felt since her split up with Arizona. She regretted her hasty words and actions. Arizona had told her that she didn't recognise her anymore. The thing was when Callie looked in the mirror she didn't recognise herself eithor. What had happened? Callie had been so caught up in her anger that she had forgotten how to live and especially how to laugh and dance. Callie used to feel so spontaneous and free. She used to cook and dance. Life was fun. Where had that gone? Had it all blown away with one storm? Had it been nothing but a house of cards. Ergh, my head. Callie popped two advils and drank them with a glass of water. Maybe she could make a few changes and loosen up a little, starting with Sofia. Arizona had told her she had a new place, and that was what Callie had asked. It was time to start sharing again. Callie was curious as to what he new place looked like. She resolved to have a discussion with her ex as soon as possible. It was time to work out arrangements and ease up a bit, share custody. Callie didn't feel good, she felt horrible. There was a knock at the door. It was Arizona. She looked like she had been crying. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair was messy, and her lower lip quivered. Little blond wisps framed her head. She looked sad but also determined.

"Can we talk?" She asked. Callie was silent. She didn't know what to say. Over the last couple of weeks they had done it all. They had yelled, pleaded, flirted, kissed, seduced one another and danced. They hadn't actually talked. It looked like that was about to change. Callie wordlessly gestured to the empty chair in the office. Arizona sat down.

"Callie can we talk? About us? I feel horrible about how we treated each other earlier today. I know things are hard between us but that was a nightmare. I don't like where we are headed. It's even more awful than separating. " Arizona said.

"I know, I don't like it either. I don't know if I can forgive you after what you'rve done, but you are right about seeing Sofia. You can have her Tuesday, Wednesday and the weekend if you like, then we can make more stable arangments. Sofia and I have plans tonight. This morning I was angry and you kinda dumped infomation on me about your new place and access this morning. I didn't know you were looking for a new place. I was in shock. I'm sorry about that. I'm sorry for implying you are a whore, even if you are. But I shouldn't have said it to you. So yeah, sorry."

Arizona looked confused, "Wow I was expecting a fight. Thanks. What happened. You made me so mad this morning, now your actually behaving like a decent human being."

Callie looked down, then up. "My father happened. He said I shouldn't give up on my family, that he cheated on my mum and she took him back. It made me think, that I've been a bit harsh. So I was wondering, Arizona. If you would like to move back in with me?"

"What!"' Arizona screamed. "No way! Callie why would I want to do that? You have treated me horribly, like a criminal for most of this year. I know i was at fault. I shouldn't have cheated on you, but no way in hell...Callie you have called me a slut in front of my colleagues, you have treated me awfully. Why would I do that?"

"Because we are family and I'm trying to forgive you." Callie shouted back testily.

"..and that's really noble of you but it doesn't work like that, gawd!" Arizona got up and started walking towards the door. "I will pick Sofia up from daycare tomorrow. Talk to you later". She left the room.

"Sorry for trying to be nice!" Callie called after her.

Callie let her head fall onto her desk. Then she woke up...

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Callie had fallen asleep on her desk in her office. She had been writing case notes about her successful operation on Steve earlier that day. Steve was sleeping like a baby the last time Callie had checked. She'd prescribed some quality pain medication for him. Controlled pain meant a faster healing process. If only life was as easy as surgery. Callie was quite tired. All the arguing with her former wife, as well as everything that was happening was wearing her out.

She held her head. What the? What brought that dream on. Oh my god! Even in her dreams Arizona was self righteous and unreasonable. Callie found herself becoming angry at Arizona. As if she would ask her to move back in after what she had done. Her behaviour this morning had been beyond insulting. As for custody, that was more complicated. Custody would need to be dealt with sooner rather than later. It would get really ugly otherwise. There was no need to deal with it tonight, though. It had been a long day and Callie had plans for herself and Sofia. Callie would text Arizona and sort the joint custody arrangements this week. Arizona had only got her place yesterday, and Callie had yet to be convinced that Arizona had ended it with Leah. Wow, she would never be the kind of pushover that she had been in her dream. Forgiveness had to be asked for and earnt, as did trust.

She heard the door open.

It was Arizona. She looked like she had been crying. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair was messy, and her lower lip quivered. Little blond wisps framed her head. She looked determined. Talk about déjà vu.

"Can we talk?" She asked. Callie was silent. Wow, that was scary. This was exactly like her dream. Just like in her dream Callie gestured to the empty chair in the office.

"Callie can we talk? About us?" Arizona tried again.

"Well I don't know what you want to say. I don't know if there is anything you can say after what you did." Callie said stiffly. This was more like it. Arizona was ready for a fight. She was in marine mode. Callie was ready.

"Callie I can't do this with you any longer. I know I started it by kissing you when we clearly weren't ready for that. I blurred the boundaries. You're still furious with me and rightfully so, I called it wrong. I'm sorry, I panicked. I do stupid things when I panic. It wasn't the best move. I think we need to stop, before we really hurt one another, and there's no going back."

Callie stood up. She took a step forward. Her face was frowning. "It's a bit late for that, isn't it, Arizona? Your've already hurt me so much. Why would we go.. back? You have taken every joy I have, and just sucked it out till there's nothing left but a black hole. You have humiliated me repeatedly by sleeping with other women, so yes talk to me about hurt, by all means, lets compare notes, and again please feel free to blame me for everything." Callie said. Her hurt was so deep. It was bubbling to the surface just talking about it and she didn't like it. She tried to push the hurt away with anger. A single tear made it's way onto the floor, followed closely by another. No I refuse to cry.

"I'm not blaming you. I'm blaming us, for getting to this point. We punish each other needlessly, without talking about what's really on our mind, and it's making things even worse than they already are. I won't be the person that destroys you and turns you into a me after I came back from the plane crash. I fell into a black hole so deep that I'm just starting to climb out of it, now. I refuse to play that game with you." Arizona said.

This was how she was going to play it, no way. How dare she try to seize the higher moral ground. "Oh that game? What makes you think I want to talk to you, after what you've done. Where do you get off?" Callie asked incredulously. "You have a hide, coming to talk to me after cheating on me with two women, and then worrying about my soul. Callie walked forward invading Arizona's personal space. ..."I stayed by your side Arizona. I took your leg and you took everything else. I put up with your behaviour because I felt guilty, even though I had no choice. You would have died... You asked me not to leave and I didn't. You left me, you slept with that Boswell women. You slept with Murphy, who we both work with. Our relationship was so intense, sexy and romantic once, what happened? And you have the gall to come here and talk about my actions and my games, what about yours, hmmm. Why would I want to talk to you when you never take responsibility for you actions?" Callie put her hand on the bridge of her nose. Another headache was coming her way, thanks to Arizona.

"I don't think you want to talk, actually. You never do. You just want to punish me over and over again. And I deserve it. I do. I'm sorry for my actions. I shouldn't have cheated on you with Lauren. Or with Leah. I shouldn't have treated you the way I did. I would take it all back if I could. I'm sorry that I hurt you, I was in pain and shock, all I could think was that you broke your promise. I thought I had died on that plane. The first thing I remember was Cristina yelling at me to shut up. I had to take care of myself. My femur was sticking up out of my leg and I had to be my own doctor, and splint my own leg. Christina, Meredith and Derek looked after each other, while I coughed up blood. I wake up in the middle of the night reliving my memories it over and over again. I am there. I can smell the blood and dirt. I can smell the rot in my leg. I can hear the animals. No one would help me. I had to nurse Mark and watch him slip away. It was never about you, I was so lost...trying to crawl out of that mess all on my own. With no help. I know that's no excuse. I'd keep apologising if I thought things would get better but it's pretty obvious they won't. You've publicly humiliated me at the hospital, you have called me a slut repeatedly. You kicked me out of our flat, you declared me dead. I can't see my child. You treat me like a whore, I give in. You win. I'm backing off"

"Get out then...go, run away, like you always do!" Callie yelled, she went right up to Arizona face. There was a hairs breath between them. She looked at Arizona's lips. "Arizona you have been a untrustworthy, selfish, and self-righteous. You have no right to my apartment. It's mine. I was aparently being far too nice. Now get out of my office, before I remove your pale, white, cheating ass from this room forcibly."

"No!" Arizona said levelly, standing toe to toe with Callie and folding her arms. She stared hard at Callie, not giving an inch. "We need to have this talk, it's waited long enough and it's way overdue. I refuse to be your punching bag any longer. I accept my actions. I live with my mistakes. I destroyed our family. But we are talking this out because it's affecting everything" Arizona stood firm, seemingly accepting of Callie's anger.

Callie was in no way ready for that conversation. She pointed at Arizona. "You did this, you made this happen. You broke my heart. You ripped it out. I would have helped you if you had asked. I would have talked to you. I was begging to be close to you. I never thought that you of all people would do this to me and hurt me so much. But you did. You were always such a support and then you came back from the plane and I didn't recognise you, do you have any idea what that is like?" Callie asked, pleading for understanding.

"I'm starting to" Arizona yelled, "I don't recognise you, right now. You were always so kind, and generous. Your heart was so big it was the first thing I saw and it was beautiful to look at. You were always so unsure of your greatness. But I always saw it. I always believed in you. This angry women I'm looking at right now, I don't recognise. This isn't you, your so much better than this..." Arizona looked Callie up and down. Then she continued, "... It's because I hurt you so deeply? You're trying to protect yourself and I get that. Don't go down this path Callie. It's really hard to come back, when you cloak yourself in anger if feels liberating but it isn't. It just makes it harder to deal with stuff in the long run, trust me, I know what I'm talking about."

"Arizona, you can rest assured that you have no impact on me right now. Whatever path I go down is not your concern. Why don't you worry about yourself instead of me. I find you concern insulting. Now get out of my office."

Arizona squinted her eyes, "Not before we come to some agreement about Sofia. I miss her and I want time with her."

Callie rolled her eyes, "Oh for Gods sake. I was going to sort that out this week, anyway. You can have her from Thursday until Monday. Do it though daycare because I don't want you for a while. That is if your place is ready by then. Is it?"

Arizona nodded, "It is."

"Good, then leave. It's been a long day and I'm far to tired to deal with your shit". Callie snapped.

"I was already going".

The door slammed. Arizona had left. Of all the frustrating people in this world, Arizona had to be one of the biggest. Callie wanted to throw something after her. She kicked her bin instead.

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