A/N: I would really appreciate it if you would check my two-shot. I just posted the first part. It's called Magical Healer and it's something I've never done before. It's a crossover between Grey's Anatomy and Harry Potter. It's about Calzona of course.
Walking down the hospital's hallway, Callie was taking her sweet time. She was surprisingly in a good mood. Why, she didn't even know herself. There was still tension between her and Arizona but it was better. They talked. Just not about exactly what's been bothering them.
Callie stood by the coffee cart ordering coffee when Arizona and Mark joined her.
Arizona just looked at Callie and smiled. She reached forward and grabbed a pound cake. "Want a pound cake?"
Callie payed for her coffee. "No, thanks I'm good."
Mark smirked and looked at between them. "Pound cake. That's a nice line. Her pounding your cake, you pounding her cake. Very subtable." He enjoyed the hidden dirty talk more than anything.
"We're not talking about THAT pound cake," Callie said and glared at Mark who was still smirking. "And stop staring like that you're in a relationship."
Mark looked at Arizona who simply shrugged and bit into her pound cake. "This is one of the weirdest conversations I have ever heard," he said and ordered his coffee.
Arizona inhaled deeply and turned to her girlfriend. "Are you working late in your lab tonight?" Callie was working hard on her research and spent most of her nights in the past two weeks in her lab and then crashed in an on call room.
Callie looked at her phone to check the date. "No, not tonight. Pizza and movies at your place?"
Arizona smiled, though it didn't reach her eyes. "You bet." And with that she kicked out the wheels in her shoes and rolled to the elevator.
"Is she wheeling?" Mark asked confused. He hasn't seen anything like that before.
Callie laughed. "Yeah, she got it from her patient a few weeks ago and just started wearing them. She said they make kids happy but honestly I think they make her happy."
Mark nodded in agreement. "So what was that about the pound cake? It's a code right? For something dirty. Otherwise that was the most boring conversation ever."
Callie sighed. "It's not a code for anything dirty. It's just we're having some crisis and talking about pound cake is better than talking about our.. issues."
"You and Blondie have issues?" Mark gasped out. He didn't think he would hear about them having problems since they went on vacation together. They were always around each other.
Callie was about to answer him but her pager went off. "It's 911 to the ambulance bay. Later," she said and rushed to get gowned and wait for the ambulance.
Arizona was there with Owen and a few residents. "What do we got?" Callie asked as she put gloves on her hands.
"Female, 32 years old, unconscious. She flew through the windshield during the car accident. Head trauma, shattered right hand, chest trauma. And she's 24 weeks pregnant. We've got a lot to work on," Owen informed her.
Callie groaned. She hated when unborn babies were involved because the risks were so much higher and it was harder to treat the patient.
The ambulance arrived and they rolled the woman out. Callie couldn't see the hand because it was secured so she had to wait until they would get inside of trauma room.
"Set up a fetal monitor," Arizona ordered and started the ultrasound. Heart beat was there but barely and there was some abdominal bleeding. "Push steroids to help the baby's lungs mature."
"Do you think you'll need to do a C-section?" Callie asked while unwrapping the hand. "Oh god. Uhm we need to get her in the surgery. Her hand is absolutely crushed. She might lose second and third finger. But it's hard to tell through all the blood. Can I get a portal ultrasound?"
Arizona took a quick look at what Callie was looking at and sighed. "I'm not sure but I'd rather be prepared. It's not looking good."
Owen was dealing with the head bleeding and fractured scalp. "I'm going to need Shepherd to see this," he commented and the nurse immediately paged Derek. "She's getting hypothermia. We need warm fluids."
Arizona took a deep breath to focus on the baby not on what was going on around her. "She has abdominal bleedings we need to get her in a surgery before she bleeds out."
Derek rushed in the room and took over so Owen could check if there were any other injuries. Callie got the scans of the hand and even used ultrasound to get a really good look of it. He took a quick peek at the ultrasound Arizona was holding over the baby and lower abdomen. "Isn't she contracting?"
"Yes. She's subconsciously pushing the baby out, trying to save it. I just gave her drugs that will stop the contractions and then we can go to the OR."
Callie looked at Derek making sure he agreed to the plan. He gave a firm nod and then she looked at Arizona and Owen, both agreeing. "Okay then."
They didn't run but they walked very quickly to the elevator which took them to the operating room. They scrubbed in brief words thrown every once in a while about their surgical plan but that was it.
"Can you guys work around me?" Callie asked making sure they had enough space to rescue the baby if they had to.
Arizona gave her a nod from where she was sitting, for now just observing the monitor baby was hooked on.
Callie cleaned up the mess that was the patient's hand and focused on the wound. It was opened on the middle of her palm, her second and third finger without any skin on it. "Page Sloan and tell him that I'm gonna need a skin graft after."
Derek had the woman's skull opened and was working on stopping the bleeding. He wasn't in charge of just one life. He was saving two lives. He held his breath each time he slid suction inside of her.
Owen opened her abdomen. Normally they would have a general surgeon do it but no one was available and Owen as a trauma surgeon knew how to deal with this too. There were bleedings but it seemed like there was no internal damage.
"The baby's blood pressure is rising," Arizona warned. Whatever one of the surgeons did was obviously disturbing the baby.
Callie lifted her hands for a second only to get a nod from Arizona that it wasn't her. Derek did the same though with a bit more hesitation. He hated being interrupted during surgery. Arizona nodded at him as well. Owen raised his hands but the blood pressure continued to rise.
"I need to get the baby out," Arizona said jumping up. Nurses gowned her in a record time. "Ten blade please," she said and reached her hand out. She did an emergency c-section and carefully took the baby out. "Her color is bad."
"Is she breathing?" Callie asked. They were working frantically to get all the wounds closed up. It was a lot of trauma for one body.
"No. Someone page me Karev." Arizona massaged the heart. "Come on baby. Take a breath." She was small and purple. Her oxygen level was obviously not high enough.
Callie managed to save both fingers but would have to do another surgery because this was one was mostly just to keep the whole hand together. Owen got all the bleeders and was the first one to close up. Derek wasn't so sure of himself. He was worried that the woman might never wake up.
Arizona intubated with Alex's help. She was ready to pronounce time of death until the baby finally took her first breath. She was emotionally exhausted from all the babies dying around her. And she caught the look in Callie's eyes. It was the same one when Mark called them about Sloan giving birth and it was there again when she was feeding the baby.
They scrubbed out of the surgery.
Arizona and Callie lingered in there long enough for the boys to disappear. "So I'm off at 7 so if I drop by at 8 will that give you enough time? Callie asked knowing her girlfriend didn't finish until 7:30.
Arizona smiled, though it seemed forced. "Yeah. Do you want me to pick something on my way home, order in or cook?"
Callie took a moment to think about it. It would be too late to cook and both of them would probably be too tired to do it anyway. "Order in would be just perfect," she replied.
"Then order in it is," Arizona said awkwardly trying to keep the conversation going. "What do you want? Greesy, healthy, spicy or bittersweet?"
Callie laughed. "I don't care as long as it's unhealthy. I'm in the mood to poison myself." Arizona gave her a nod and they left the scrub room each of them going in a different direction.
Callie was pulled into another emergency surgery and was finished with her shift just ten minutes after Arizona was but managed to send her a text that she would be late before going into a surgery.
"Hey Cal are you going home tonight?" Cristina asked as she ran after her to catch the Latina before she would leave.
Callie tried not to make any faces knowing this was most definitely about sex. "No, I'm not. Are you going to be there with Owen?" Part of her didn't want to know the answer but at least she wanted to know if she would have to change the sheets in the morning because Cristina Yang was not a person who would clean after herself.
"Mhm," Cristina replied smirking. "I promise I won't make a mess."
"Gross," Callie whined. "And couch is forbidden and so is the kitchen. You know the basic rules. And please don't leave any stains behind because the last time I accidentally washed one of your sheets along with my jeans."
Cristina laughed and shrugged. "I'll try not to break any rules. See you later roommate."
Callie walked her walk away and then made her way across the street to her apartment just to grab her car keys. Sometimes she wished she would have them at all times. The brunette also took a quick shower and changed her clothes into something more attractive than the smell of hospital and plain outfit.
"Crap," Callie muttered under her breath as she realized she was really, really late. Arizona was probably freaking out by now. She ran downstairs, not wasting time to wait for an elevator and jumped in her car. And she quickly took off.
Arizona was freaking out, but not about her girlfriend being late but about something completely different. Facing the truth. They would have to face the truth and it scared the crap out of her. She heard Callie's car on her driveway and quickly dropped what she was holding and sneaked inside. She was thankful for the back door.
Arizona took a breath mint and took a deep breath just in time to hear the door bell ring. She opened it and smiled. "Hi. Come in. I ordered already so it should be here in about ten, fifteen minutes."
Callie smiled and placed a soft kiss on Arizona's cheek. "Hey. That's okay. I'm starving actually. And really late, sorry about that."
The blonde just shrugged it off. "It's okay. I've been late plenty of times. Beside I know how those emergency surgeries can be. You get called in for an appendectomy and ends up doing something like an open-heart procedure."
"I know right?" Callie said as she took her jacket off and placed it on the coat rack along with her purse. She kept her phone inside of her pocket though along with her pager that was on her belt. She was on call for the next two weeks because the head of ortho was on a personal time off, so it was her and another two orthopedic surgeons taking over until then.
"Can I uhm hug you?" Arizona asked and giggled nervously. She didn't know why she acted that way.
Callie sat them down on the couch she memorized by now. "I know things have been weird but you don't have to ask for a hug? You're still my girlfriend whether it's good times or bad times." She needed Arizona to understand that. That she wasn't running away.
Arizona leaned forward and hugged Callie. She always smelled so fresh and she felt so warm.
Callie on the either hand smelled something that was nothing like Arizona. More like smoke. And not just any smoke. It was from cigarettes. "Have you been smoking?" she asked softly.
Arizona froze. "Uhm no. Why?" She tried a lie at first to see if she could make her way out of the trouble.
"Because you smell like smoke," Callie stated, not convinced.
"I went to Joe's. People smoke all around there, you know that." That was the truth though. She was at Joe's and people there do smoke. Mostly other drunken people, not surgeons or hospital staff.
Callie pretended Arizona was off the hook and slid her hands down to Arizona's thighs. She secretively checked the front pockets before checking the ones on the blonde's butt. She wanted an answer and she knew Arizona was lying. "Care to explain the rectangle box on the back of your jeans?"
Arizona sighed. "I only smoke on very rare occasions. When I'm stressed or when I feel like I'm gonna be in trouble. Like right now."
"And why do you feel like you're in trouble?" Callie dragged out. She learned that with Arizona she simply had to push a little with their conversations.
Arizona wanted to come up with something. To lie. "You want babies," she blurted out.
Callie looked at her girlfriend in confusion. She had no idea what the blonde was talking about. "What?"
"You want babies," Arizona repeated. It wasn't a question. It was a statement. That she now knew was a fact. "And I.. my whole life.. I never wanted a baby. Ever. And you're so wonderful and amazing and you have done so much for me and I don't want to see you, or me getting hurt by that once down the road." It all came out so fast. Arizona couldn't even control herself anymore. She's been holding it inside for too long already.
Callie was still confused and also felt slightly heartbroken. She indeed wanted a baby. "But I don't want a baby now, Arizona. In five years yeah probably. And how come you don't want one? You're a pediatric surgeon?"
"Exactly," Arizona argued. "I put them on my table and open them up and then fix them and hand them back to their parents. To the people who are responsible for them. And do you know how hard it is to lose a tiny human? And I'm a surgeon. I was trained to deal with that. But those parents.. The other day I got a kid who's mom hugged him too hard and he ended up on my operating table minutes away from dying. I made a deal that I will never have to go through that myself."
"Don't you think that's a bit extreme? Arizona I'm not forcing you to have a baby with me. Hell, I'm not even ready for one right now. But I do want to keep being in a relationship with you." Their tones were getting louder and stronger.
Arizona sighed. "I can't be the one to keep you away from having a baby, Calliope," she whispered. Her heart ached of what was about to come but she felt relieved for saying it out loud. She couldn't imagine what it would feel like if they already said the love word to each other.
"So what are you saying?" Callie asked, chewing on her lower lip. If this was what she thought it was then at least she wanted to her Arizona say it.
"I think we should break up," Arizona said and dodged her face to avoid the eye contact. "Because you deserve someone who would want all these things with you and would be emotionally stable enough to build a family with you. And I want to be that person. I so do. But I'm not. I'd rather say it now then in a few months," she admitted.
"So this is it?" Callie's brain couldn't comprehend what was happening because it was all too fast. The next thing she knew was parking by the Archfield hotel and renting a room by herself.