Disclaimer: This is AU. I do not own any of the characters from Grey's Anatomy. I just manipulate them to my will. Also, any line or phrase or setting that seems remotely familiar from any other show, movie or book, also not mine.

AN: So… New episode of Grey's Anatomy made me happy so I thought I'd give you all a bonus update for today. Enjoy!

Chapter 25

Arizona's POV:

"Not too much time to spare, huh?." I ask, walking around my desk in the den and pulling out my personal check book.

"Well… it is Seattle. Rain tends to set us behind a while. But it is done, as promised." The big guys says as he takes a seat in one of the cushy leather arm chairs in the room. I see him glance towards the very large, top of the line, flat screen I have in here and can almost make out the drool dripping from his mouth. Cutting the last check, I hand it to him then give him a strong shake.

"Yes, and it looks fantastic. Thank you Tom." I had just finished the final walk through and was thoroughly impressed with his and his teams work. …should though, cost me a fortune. …But its will be put to good use hopefully.

Glancing at the final installment of his fee, his eyes go wide. "Wow… this is… wow."

"Alittle extra, just because you and your team did an awesome job." I say, patting him on the arm. Just then, I hear the front door open and a bag and set of are dropped on the front table.

"Babe?" Callie's voice calls out through the house, looking for me.

"Den!" I reply, and am soon greeted by the smiling face of my fiancé. Seeing another person in the house, she gives me a questioning look. "Calliope… this is Tom. Tom, my soon-to-be wife, Callie Torres." They shake as Callie searches her mental rolodex for a Tom.

"Tom, Tom, Tom… Tom!" It finally clicks and she turns her glare to me. "Tom as in the mystery caller who would never leave a message with me, Tom?" She asks. Multiple times throughout the past six months, since I've retained his services, Tom would call me but Callie would pick up the phone if I was indisposed and would never leave a message, just like I told him to.

"Yep, one in the same." I say, then quickly turning back to the big guy. "Again, thank you." I give him another shake and walk him to the door. As he leaves in his undercover car, his wife's sedan, I wave and then turn back to my fiancé.

"Care to explain?" She asks, using her Torres glare.

"Nope… and I'm not one of your interns. That look doesn't work on me." I say, placing a kiss on top of the scowl she's giving me. I grab my keys from the table and turn to the Latina. "Ready?" I ask. She gives me another hard look, but grabs her purse and follows me out. We climb into my truck and make the long trip to the airport. Its two days until our wedding and my mom is flying in today. Callie took off early from work today, and only has one surgery tomorrow morning, then is off for over two weeks. I've been busy making sure both the farm and our place here will survive without me for those two weeks as well. Throughout the entire drive, Callie is mumbling to herself, checking and rechecking her long mental list of things to do. …always the perfectionist.

We finally drive to what seems like the other end of the country, we park in short term parking and enter the airport. Momma's flight soon lands, Callie and I waiting right outside the arrival gate. We stand hand in hand, chatting and just plain flirting. Anyone looking on would have thought we were a new couple, the way we tease and play with eachother. After what seems like an hour, people start piling out of the gate and soon I see a very familiar face. Momma pushes her way through the crowd and hurries towards us. Callie and I step forward and open our arms, ready to greet the woman. Naturally, I expect to get the first hug…I am her daughter, afterall. But at the last second, she veers off and wraps my fiancé up in a strong hug.

"Umm… what's wrong with this picture?" I ask, obviously to no one, because that's who replies.

"Callie, honey, how are you? Excited?" Momma asks her, not giving her time to reply. Clearing my throat, my mom's eyes finally find me and she throws her arms around me. "My baby!" She cries. I just roll my eyes as Callie laughs at us. Momma pulls me back by the shoulders and gives me a good look up and down.

"My baby getting married. … Never thought I'd see the day." She says, tears in her eyes. I have a feeling she will be dehydrated by the time all this is over. "Well come on! We got so much to do." She says, taking Callie by the hand and hauling her off towards baggage claim.

"Calm down Momma!" I yell after the two women, but it's too late. Callie and my mother are already deep in wedding talk. As we wait for the luggage to hit the belt, my butt vibrates and I excuse myself from the two women still talking.

"Arizona Robbins." I answer.

"Ms. Robbins, its Carlos Torres." My blood runs cold. Up until now, Callie had resigned to the fact that her parents weren't coming to our wedding. Carlos gave me permission to marry his daughter after the shooting almost a year ago, but since then it's almost like he's pushed us away again. I think it has something to do with his wife still being adamantly opposed to her daughter being gay… or bi… or whatever Calliope calls herself. It was hard for her to accept, and it made me furious. How could a father not be there for his daughter's wedding? …And what made it even harder was the fact that I knew MY father would have loved to be here.

"M-Mr. Torres…" I stutter, glancing back at Callie who is all smiles with my mother. "What do I owe the pleasure?" I say sarcastically, immediately going on the defensive for Callie.

"I am assuming the wedding is still on…"

"That doesn't really matter does it? You have no intention of showing up for Calliope anyways, so why would you care?"

"I know that you don't understand-"

"No, I understand perfectly, sir. You don't like that your daughter is a little different from you, your wife and your faith. So you shun her from your family. Well, guess what sir? She's my family now. My Dad can't make it because he is six feet under, but you can bet your ass he would be here for me, even if he didn't understand or, or, or support me in my lifestyle. What I don't understand is how you can call yourself a father," I huff, quickly adding "…sir."

"Ms. Robbins, please…" He says, slight annoyance in his voice. "I was going to say I understand why you would not be a fan of mine. You are right, on all accounts. Which is why I am calling you now. I would like you to help me surprise Calliope. I want to be there to walk my daughter down the aisle. I want to give her away to you. I want to dance with her on her wedding day. And I want to kiss her on the cheek before she heads off into married life with you. …And most of all, I want to show her how much I love her, and how proud of her I am."

"Oh…" That all I can say in response. My eyes float to Callie and I can see her studying me. She no doubt notices the stress and confusion in my face, so I pull on the best fake smile I can and wave.

"So, I have a few things I need to take care of here in Miami, including having a talk with Calliope's mother, but I will be on the jet late tonight and I will be present in Seattle bright and early tomorrow morning."

"O…kay."

"I am assuming all the arrangements are the same as described in the invitations. Time, place, that sort of thing?"

"Yes, sir."

"Great, so will it be possible for me to see you tomorrow sometime? Somewhere away from Calliope?"

"Umm… she uhh… she works in the morning but I have some things I need to do with Momma." I quickly rack my brain of my very busy schedule. "But… Callie and my mother have a couple things they have to do tomorrow afternoon so I could meet you somewhere around…say 3pm?"

"Perfect, I'll get in touch with you tomorrow." And the line goes dead. I lower the phone from my ear and stare out the large window I was standing in front of. ...why does he want to see me? Why doesn't he want to see Callie right off the back? He said surprise her… like a father showing up for his daughter's wedding is a surprise...some grand gesture? A hand on my back makes me jump.

"You ok?" Callie asks softly. I turn and look into her eyes full of concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I say, giving her a small smile. Her brow furrows at the use of that word. The word 'fine' with us means anything but fine.

"You're not getting cold feet, are you cowgirl?" She plays, trying to stem her own nervousness.

I stand on my tip toes and place a peck on her lips. "Nope, you're stuck with me." We gather Momma's bags and load up the truck then head back to the ranch home. Callie walks my mother through a lot of the plans, showing her where the tents, the tables, the chairs…where everything will be set up so Callie nor I have to worry about it. Momma is happy to have something to do, her dimpled smile never leaving her face. As the sun sets, Callie is busy shoring up last minute details with her maid of honor, Addison, and I walk outside to the overlook. I stand at the very spot outlined by Callie as the place where the archway we will be getting married under. Looking out across the view, my mind starts to wander. A year and a half isn't long when you think about it… yet it seems like an eternity ago. I'd like to think that I've grown since then, that I'm ready for this commitment I'm about to make. If you had asked me approximately a year and a half ago where I thought I would be today… there is no way I would tell you I would be about to marry the most beautiful, the smartest, and the most passionate woman I have ever met. The crunching of feet behind me draws my mind back to the present. My mom comes up next to me and wraps a motherly arm around me, and I naturally lean into her embrace just like I've done for the past thirty years.

"How ya doing, Zona?" She asks softly. I just smile at her. "You're not getting cold feet, are you?" At this I pull away from her touch.

"Why is everyone asking me that? Do I look like I'm not committed to this thing or something?" I ask.

"Not at all dear. I'm just… I want you to be sure." She says. "I know you love her, I just… I don't want you two to rush this."

My face softens as I look back out to the city of Seattle. "We're ready. I can't imagine being any more ready. …Every morning I wake up, thinking there is no way I can love her more. And then every night, as I lay beside her, I find that I've proven myself wrong." I turn back to my mother who is watching me. "That woman in there is everything I never knew I always wanted, and I can't wait to start this next stage of our life together." Momma gives me a small smile, then walks up to me and gives me a hug. I wrap my arms around her and return the embrace.

"Good answer." She says, and we both laugh and look out across the glowing cityscape.

…I am so ready.

AN2: Seems like everyone's got a bit of nerves. So… a lot going on this chapter. Whatever Tom is doing for Arizona is done. What is it? …Callie's Dad is surprising her. Will Arizona have some more not nice things to say to him, will Callie be happy he's there? Or pissed he left her for so long? Let me know.