A/N: Short I know but quick question. Would you like Arizona's point of view next chapter or stick to Callie's?

Callie

"Sorry couldn't find the damn place" Mark apologised as he got in the passenger seat of my rented car about twenty minutes after I text him. In that time I had managed to calm myself down and got rid of my nerves. This was Arizona why should I be nervous.

"So this is the hotel?" he asked pointing to the large building across the street.

"Yes. Room 304"

It looked at me like he wanted me to continue but when I didn't he spoke again.

"So are we going in?"

Suddenly all my nerves came rushing back; all the doubts and insecurities I had since we arrived in Vegas. Mark seemed to notice this because he continued.

"She loves you Callie. You know she does. She is just scared and alone which is why she is clinging to Sophie you know that. You do love her don't you?"

"Of course I love her Mark" I never stopped.

"Then we're doing this but we need a plan" I had a plan. I had been thinking of one the whole plane flight to Vegas.

"I have a plan"

"Care to elaborate?"

"We're just going to do what comes naturally to us. We're going to play the cards we're dealt with"

"So the plan is there is no plan?" Mark asked not liking the sound of it at all.

"Exactly"

With that I opened the car door and slammed it behind me before storming across the road to the hotel before I lost my nerve. Mark caught up with me right before I got to the sixth hotel receptionist counter since my short time in Vegas.

"Hey you got any rooms available for tonight Nathan?" I ask as I take a glance at his name tag. The man obviously knows I'm not in the mood for small talk so he immediately starts hacking away on his computer.

"The only rooms available are not the best we ha….."

"I don't care any room will do as long as you give it us me fast" I cut him off. We just need a pass so we can use the elevator to get to Arizona's room.

"Room 94 is available for tonight. How will you be paying?"

"Cash" I turn to Mark expectantly. He immediately fishes a stack green bills out of his front pocket and handing some to Nathan. I grab the room key and head off towards the elevator with not so much as a thank you to the annoyed receptionist. I have no time for pleasantries. Mark joins me in the elevator and presses the button for the floor where it shows Room 304 is located.

As the ding of the elevator signifies its stop the doors open and I race out. I can feel my adrenaline decreasing with every step I get closer to Arizona. After a short period of confusion with being unable to find the room Mark spots the gold plated number 304 on one of the white identical doors. I walk over towards him and replicate his stance in front of the door.

I look to Mark and nod in his direction willing him to make the next room. Then he does. I watch him raise a heavy fist and knock loudly three times on the door. It's not long before we hear footsteps approaching the door. In a last attempt I look at Mark.

"Just do what feels natural" I whisper and he nods in understanding.

The very next second the door is opened slightly with the latch on and the face of what can only be described as a flabbergasted Sophie appears in the small gap in the door. She seems to be frozen still in shock and I also find myself unable to get words out. The only person who doesn't appear to be spooked by our long time coming encounter is Mark who has stepped back from the door. Finally looking away from Sophie I turn to look in Marks direction just in time to see him raising his large foot. Sophie seemed unprepared but jumped aside just in time as Marks foot connected with the door snapping the latch immediately resulting in the door flying open.

Mark and I waste no time in entering the room/

"Hey Sophie" Mark calls before grabbing the auburn haired woman roughly and flinging her out the door and slamming it "Bye Sophie" he throws in for good measure.

I look towards him with a look of disbelief in his face.

"What?" he says defensively "you said do what comes naturally"

I ignore his comment as a feeling of self awareness comes upon me realising exactly where I am; drowning out the noise of Sophie banging on the door demanding re-entry to the room. I sense movement coming from the corner of my eye and towards it. Then I see her. Coming out of what I presume is the bathroom as she is wearing a robe along with wet hair. I take in her appearance and wonder how I have been so stupid not to notice before. Her eyes have lost that magic sparkle that I love so much and look a dull blue. Her skin is paler then I've ever remember it being. These are small things which I'm sure she tried to cover up to avoid suspicion but I should have noticed. If anyone was supposed to notice it should have been me. Despite this she has still looks as beautiful to me as she ever has.

"Calliope?" she looks confused as to my appearance in Vegas in her hotel room. It hurts me that she is so shocked that I would come all the way to Vegas to help her. We may be standing in the same hotel room but it makes me realise just how far apart we really are.

There is movement to my right so I break eye contact to turn in Mark's direction to see him moving towards the door.

"What are you doing?" I ask him confused.

"You asked me to help you find her. I did that. The rest is up to you" he replies as he opens the door and leaves all the while preventing a furious looking Sophie from getting back into the room.

"Thank you" I whisper quietly making eye contact with my best friend who without him I would still be in Seattle clueless. He gives me a stiff nod and then closes the door.

I then turn my attention to my ex-wife who is still looking at me with shock and confusion in her eyes.