Anon Prompt: Continuation of 'You Look Really Pretty' – Callie discovers she's pregnant with Mark's baby. Fluff and angst. The balance was tough, I hope I did a good job! [warning on this one, one bad word...]

Arizona lay in Callie's arms, completely at peace. She'd been back in Seattle for a week and they both finally had a day off together.
"Do you want to go to that little French place for some breakfast? Their croissants are to die for." Arizona smiled, her fingers running through Callie's dark, cropped locks.

Callie frowned.
"I'm not hungry. But we can go if you want." She offered, her face softening.

"Callie Torres isn't hungry? Are you ok?" Her girlfriend never turned down food.

The brunette shrugged, snuggling deeper into the covers.
"I feel pretty sick actually."

Arizona scolded herself silently.
"Oh honey, I'm sorry. Here I am talking about pastries when you're feeling yucky. I'm sorry. Do you want some Pepto?" She asked softly, laying a gentle hand on Callie's stomach. The motion was meant to be soothing, but the contact made Callie's stomach turn.

She ran quickly to the bathroom, and Arizona winced at the sound of her heaving. Leaving the comfort of their bed, she followed Callie, rubbing gentle circles over the brunette's back as she threw up.

"You want some water?" Arizona asked softly, brushing Callie's hair from her face. The brunette nodded weakly, leaning her head against the bathroom wall. Arizona disappeared quickly, returning with a large glass of cold water.
"Are you feeling any better?"

Callie shook her head, taking small sips of water.

"A couple of the interns were out sick this week with the stomach flu…I think you might be its latest victim." Arizona surmised sadly, pressing a gentle kiss to Callie's cheek.
"On our only day off together? I suck." She grumbled.
"Aw honey no! It's not your fault. Let's get you back into bed and I'll go pick you up some things, ok?"

"Ok." Callie agreed, slowly getting to her feet with the help of her girlfriend. She crawled back into bed, yawning deeply. Arizona smiled lovingly, kissing Callie's nose.
"You try to sleep some more, I'll be back soon."

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Arizona returned a little over and hour later, unlocking the door quietly in case Callie was still sleeping. She was suddenly met with her frantic looking girlfriend who was fully dressed and pacing their living room.
"Callie? Feeling better?" She asked, placing the supplies on the counter as she moved towards her girlfriend. She stopped in her tracks when she noticed unshed tears shining in Callie's eyes.
"Callie, sweetheart?"

It was as if the brunette was just now noticing Arizona's arrival. She exhaled quickly, wiping a stray tear that had escaped her eye. "I uh…I think I fucked up, Arizona." She whispered softly, unable to meet her girlfriend's eyes.

Arizona closed the space between them, taking Callie's shaking hands and forcing them both to sit on the couch.
"Baby you're starting to scare me. Talk to me."

"I feel much better than I did earlier this morning…" Callie began, trying to find the words to say that would deliver such a crippling blow to her girlfriend in the gentlest way possible.
"Well that's good, Calliope."
"I've been feeling like that the last couple of mornings too, Arizona." Her voice was timid; barely above a whisper as she prayed she wouldn't have to speak the actual words.

After a few moments of confusion, the doctor in Arizona placed the pieces of the puzzle together, her hands dropping from Callie's in shock.
"I don't know anything yet. I need to take a test, but the first time…we were drunk…I don't think we used - "

Arizona shook her head, holding her hand up for Callie to stop talking.
"I'll uh…I'll go get you one." She stood before Callie could protest, grabbing her keys and leaving the apartment again, barely able to see through the tears that clouded her vision.

She'd already forgiven Callie for having sex with Mark, but if Callie was pregnant, Mark's baby was growing inside of her, and Arizona wasn't sure she could come to terms with that. A baby was Callie's dream and it had slowly become a part of Arizona's dream too, but not like this. Getting into her car, tears spilled down the blonde's cheeks.

Callie had only slept with Mark to fill the void Arizona had left when she took off to Africa. In her eyes, she only had herself to blame.