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"Noah Robbins-Torres, what did momma tell you about sitting at the table? Feet down." Callie called from her place in front of the stove.

"Sí mami." Two and a half year old Noah reluctantly got out of his Indian-style sitting position on the chair and sat up straight, his little legs still dangling at least a foot off the ground.

"There we go little man, don't you want to grow up being a perfect little gentleman?" Arizona asked as she placed a plate with a couple of funny shaped pancakes in front of her son.

"Yes momma, I do." Her son replied right before digging into his breakfast.

Arizona cut up Noah's pancakes before going back to the counter to retrieve plates and mugs for the delicious breakfast Callie was preparing while the Latina finished up her famous chocolate chip pancakes with eggs, bacon, and toast for the adults.

"What time are you going in today?" Arizona asked as she poured coffee into their respective mugs and filled a cup of milk for Noah.

"I'm going in at 9 today. Do you want me to drop him off at daycare or are you going to take care of it?" Callie replied.

"No, I'm off today, remember?" Arizona said as she sat back down at the table to help her son with breakfast. "This little man and I have a park date today, don't we kiddo?" She asked her son.

"Yes momma, I want to go play!" Noah replied eagerly.

"Ok, but you have to be a big boy and finish your breakfast. Then we'll say bye to mami and go to the park, ok?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Arizona, the kid is too polite. He's two years old; don't you think we ought to cut him some slack?"

"No Calliope, I think it's great that he's learned to be polite at a young age. Besides, you know how I was raised in a military family. I'm not planning on being so strict with Noah, but if we start early, he'll surprise us as he grows with his manners, you'll see."

"I have no doubt about it; he's the best-behaved kid I know, and I'm not being biased."

"That's the plan."

The small family finished breakfast, Arizona and Callie making conversation about recent surgeries and what their schedules were going to be like in following days. The time soon came for Callie to go to work so she took off while Arizona stayed to clean up and get their son ready for a fun time at the park.

It was a beautiful spring day that greeted mother and son once they set foot outside their car and headed to the play area. Noah was always quick at making friends and made his way over to his little circle of friends while Arizona sat down, coffee in hand, and watched her son play. As she sat and kept a watchful eye on her son, Arizona began to think back to the 3 years of her life before this…

It had been a grueling time in the Robbins-Torres household before the arrival of little Noah. Though Arizona never missed a single doctor appointment, ultrasound, Lamaze class or a midnight run for one of Callie's crazy cravings, it had still been far from easy for the couple to adjust. Callie had been allowed back into their home due to the state she was in after several weeks, but had occupied the guest room and it had remained that way until further notice. Arizona loved and missed her, Callie knew, but she also completely understood the way the blonde had felt about the betrayal of trust and hadn't once questioned their living arrangements. It was only a few days after Noah was able to sleep through the night that the blonde had moved out. Mark and Lexie had married and had moved out of his place only a month or so before, so she moved into the apartment across the hall to be close to her son. The wounds were still too fresh to question her actions, and so Callie, heartbroken, had let her go.

It's not that she was far away; being across the hall was as close as she could get without actually living there. Both mothers had set up a room for their son, though the one in Callie's apartment was the more 'fixed up' of the nurseries. Noah didn't want for anything with either of them. Once Callie had stopped breastfeeding, he started spending time at both their apartments. They still did things together, still went to his checkups together, had meals and play dates together, but at the end of the day each woman went back to her own home.

Since they had never gotten officially married, there was no divorce to be had, and neither woman had ever brought up the power of attorneys and other documents both had signed designating the other as the one to make the decisions or keep Noah in the event something happened to the other. They still wore their wedding bands, and though it had been a lonely three years, neither woman ever dated anyone else.

In truth, there was nobody else, and they both knew it. They were both in love just as much if not more than their wedding day. Callie gave Arizona all the freedom she needed to be able to freely trust her again. She never pushed the blonde for anything. Arizona was always there. She was a wonderful mother and neither of them ever made it seem like there was something wrong with their relationship in front of their son. Everybody knew, of course, that they had had their trouble from the day Arizona had moved out but had since fallen into a comfortable life together with their son… there was just that one huge piece of the puzzle missing.

They were occasionally affectionate with one another, a hug or kiss here and there. Both felt their soul ache for more, but Callie knew that it was Arizona who had to make the move now. She had screwed up enough, and it was up to her wife to determine which path their relationship was going to take.

The rest of the day was spent peacefully. Arizona returned with Noah from the park, bathed and dressed him, and continued their day of fun. She sat and played games with him which would further develop his cognitive abilities. The trick was to get him to like activities that were educational and engaging. He was like a sponge, picking up everything she threw his way easily. Callie was teaching him to speak Spanish while Arizona worked on further developing his English vocabulary. They knew five languages between the two of them, and would introduce more to Noah as he grew.

Noah never ceased to amaze her. Every time she looked into his eyes it was like seeing her Calliope. He had inherited her deep brown eyes, dark hair and facial expressions. His skin tone was lighter than Callie's but there was no mistaking it; he was his mother's son. There were times when she wished there was another addition to their family, so that Noah wouldn't have to grow up alone, but she knew that if that were to happen, she and her wife would have to be on different terms.

Callie got out of work later that evening and stopped by Arizona's, the usual when it was the blonde's day off. Arizona had vastly improved her cooking abilities and was setting the last of the dinner on the table as she heard a knock on the door before a key was inserted into the lock, announcing the arrival of her wife. It was a habit of theirs; each had a key to the other's apartment but thought it best to knock anyway before entering as a courtesy.

They ate dinner while Callie asked Noah about his day and the activities he and 'momma' had done together. Arizona watched the interaction between the two with a smile on her face. It was a true miracle to see the love of her life and the mini male version of her Calliope; it made her heart swell and ache for more simultaneously. It was then that she felt ready.

Callie put Noah to bed and returned to the living room, a smile lighting up her face.

"He's down for the night. I still find it hard to believe kids have so much energy!"

"You should've seen him at the park today; I didn't think he'd ever get tired! Would you like to stay a while? Have another glass of wine with me?" Arizona asked.

"I'd love to." Callie replied.

Both women sat on the sofa and basked in the comfortable silence for a while. It wasn't for another few minutes before Arizona spoke.

"So I've been thinking…" she began.

"Oh, about what?" Callie replied.

"The lease on this apartment is up at the end of the month."

"How long are you going to renew it for?" Callie asked, bracing herself for the answer. They were doing well, but didn't want to make any assumptions.

"Well, I actually thought that I could let it go. I know it's been a long three years Callie. You've no idea what I feel, knowing you've never pressured me into anything this whole time. I'm sure you know how it's been to stay away from you for this long because I know that you still love me, I feel it every day."

"I do love you Ari, more than I can possibly say. But I don't want to pressure you into anything. I want you to be sure, be ready when you take that next step."

"I've done a lot of thinking lately. Noah is only going to get older and before we know it he's going to start asking questions about our living arrangements. It's not just because of that. I love you; I've never stopped loving you. I want to start again; I want to live my life with you and our son, under one roof. I want to come home Calliope."

Callie wrapped her arms around her wife and gently kissed her lips.

"You are home, Ari. Home is where the heart is, and it's been with me, and mine with you this whole time. I don't care where we live. I just know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you and our son and making you happy."

"So I can come back home?"

"Yes baby; let's go home."