A/N: WELCOME TO SEASON 12 OF GREY'S ANATOMY. We survived the hiatus. I absolutely adored the premiere. And Callie's fighting techniques. I felt so bad for Maggie but I'm glad she stood up for herself. Go girl! I'm glad they addressed the issue of homophobic parents and that the girl's dad stood up for her daughter.
Also Sara's new song Rollercoaster is absolutely gorgeous. Her voice has always been something I've enjoyed listening and am absolutely in love with. I hope she releases more soon.

Arizona and Callie spent over a month discussing about their hypothetical baby. Callie couldn't carry. Arizona was too afraid to go through that again after Josh, and Callie fully understood. A surrogacy didn't feel right. At the end they settled for adoption. As they were getting ready for their interview Callie realized that Arizona has been rushing through everything. "Hey, it's okay," Callie tried to calm her wife after clothes were being thrown out of the closet. "It's just an interview."

Arizona huffed. "It's not just an interview. We need to look professional but not like workaholic professional. If they won't like us, they won't let us adopt."

"Honey, this is a very LGTB friendly adoption agency," Callie said. "And we'll do great. They just want to get to know us first." She watched Arizona's shoulders slump. "Why are you so eager? Everything we've been doing lately was at high speed."

"I missed 7 years Callie," Arizona suddenly snapped. "Seven years with you. Because I was being stupid and ignorant and I didn't hear you out. We could get married five years ago and have ten kids by now. Our kids. And I gave that up for us. Because of me we lost seven years." Arizona felt lightheaded and she sat down on the bed, her eyes focused on the ground.

Callie sat down next to Arizona, taking her hand in hers. "Arizona," she spoke quietly but Arizona just shook her head. She wrapped her arms around Arizona and hugged her closely as a loud sob escaped Arizona's lips. "We didn't lose seven years. We needed a break. Just because I didn't have those seven years with you, doesn't mean I can't have the next seven years. It was for the best, but we're together now."

Arizona nodded, but clutched tighter onto Callie as she tried to get her crying under the control. "I can't," she choked out, trying to take a deep breath but she ended up coughing.

Callie rubbed her back. "It's okay, it's okay." She hasn't seen Arizona break down since the nightmares stopped. But Arizona's breaths still came out as choked whimpers. She gently lifted Arizona's chin so that they eyes met. "Arizona, I know this sounds extremely selfish but I'm so happy that I have you and Josh. And he wouldn't be here if it wasn't for that time we had apart. And I love him and it wouldn't be the same without him. And Sofia wouldn't be here either." They would have kids together but it wouldn't be Josh and Sofia.

Arizona nodded, her tears finally coming to a stop. "I'm sorry, I don't know where this came from," she said and started wiping her tears away with the back of her hands but Callie stopped her, her thumbs gently brushing the tears away. Arizona leaned into the touch and closed her eyes.

"I think breakdowns are allowed," Callie said and captured Arizona's lips in a gentle kiss. "Look, the kids are with Teddy and we have our appointment at 8 but then we have to go to the hospital."

Arizona nodded. She was glad she hasn't changed out of her pajama shirt yet because there were tear stains all over it. She changed into a blouse and kept her dark skinny jeans on. "Do I look like I've been crying?"

"You look beautiful," Callie said and kissed her cheek, her nose and then the other cheek.

They drove to the Amara Adoption Agency. They've already done an interview over the phone but were called to come in person. Usually the meeting came first and then the interview but they were lucky enough that they let them do an interview over the phone. They arrived at the agency at 7.50 am. They had a meeting with Loraine. Arizona was chewing on her fingers and Callie bounced her knees while they sat in the chairs and waited for their names to be called. They walked inside hand in hand, to try to make a loving first impression and to ease each other's nerves.

"Hello. I'm Loraine," the woman said. She stood up and shook their hands.

"I'm Arizona Robbins," Arizona introduced herself, her hands shaking. Stupid fear of authority.

Callie smiled. "I'm her wife, Callie Torres."

Loraine motioned for them to take a seat and set her glasses on the desk. "What are you looking for? Baby, toddler, a child? Teenager perhaps? A lot of couples are interested in ages around three to five right now. Or let's start at boy or a girl?" She jumped right into the baby conversation.

Callie and Arizona looked at each other. "We are actually looking for a baby. Gender doesn't really matter. We already have one of each at home," Callie said with a smile. She was madly in love with her family and her kids.

"Aha," Loraine said and wrote it down. "Babies of color? Siblings perhaps? We have a set of twins, age 8 months."

Arizona laughed. "Just one for now."

"So let's start with you. Tell me more about yourself. What are you're hoping for? Any future goals?" It sounded like a job interview but it was an important interview that they wanted to pass.

"We're both surgeons, so we work a lot but our schedules are manageable and we always make sure to be home for dinner and bed time," Callie said. "Sometimes it doesn't work out because emergencies happen but we have a very reliable babysitter, great friends and both sets of grandparents are always willing to spend time with the kids."

Loraine nodded. "Tell me about your children."

"A girl Sofia and a boy Joshua," Arizona said with a proud smile. "They're 9 years old and they're just balls of energy and joy."

"Twins?"

Callie looked around awkwardly. "Uhm, our relationship is quite complicated. We dated almost a decade ago but we broke up because of some differences and she came back seven years later. We both had a child each in the meantime. Sofia's mine and Josh's hers. But they get along so great that we can't even put them in separate rooms. They both call us mommy and mama."

"Is your relationship stable now?" Loraine asked.

Arizona's eyes widened. "Yes, oh my god. Calliope's the love of my life. We actually just got married recently. Our relationship is very solid and we both plan on it to stay that way."

"We communicate," Callie said. "I think before we were just so busy with everything that was happening in our lives we didn't talk as much as we should. But now at the end of the day all I want to do is come home to Arizona and the kids and ask them how their days were," Callie said. Arizona blushed and reached over to take her hand. She could kiss Callie right now but refrained.

"That's good," Loraine said, finally a smile on her lips. She opened the binder on her desk. "Technically I wasn't suppose to tell you but you're doctors so it should be alright. We have a little girl. A few days old. She's in the Seattle Presbyterian hospital because she was born with a heart defect. A left heart syndrome. Something like that."

"Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome," Arizona corrected. "Babies with that defect are usually very sick and get surgery in the next few days after birth. I'm a pediatric surgeon."

"Ah yes," Loraine agreed. "Except when the child is in the state's property. We're raising money for her surgery but it's going a lot slower than we would like. Her mother left her, said she couldn't handle taking care of such sick baby and the dad was never in the picture."

Arizona sighed. Poor baby. She was alone and sick. "So what do you want us to do?"

"If you're interested. I know it's a lot to ask. Well of course, first you would have to get your Foster Home License which you'll take classes for and another meeting with a Foster Care specialist before you will able to put on the waiting list for adoption," Loraine explained briefly.

Callie got an idea. "Can we transfer the baby to Grey Sloan Memorial? That's the hospital we work in. I'm not making any promises but we might get a pro bono surgery for her. There's always money for kids like that."

"We have plenty of children sick like her. Not all of them need surgery but we have a few HIV positive kids that need treatment and we can't always provide it," Loraine explained. She didn't know why but she felt like she could trust them.

"I can call the chief. Maybe we can do something about that," Callie explained, taking her phone and pressing on the screen frantically.

" We have a free clinic, if any of the children ever need medicine you can get it there for free as well as the checkups," Arizona pointed out.

Loraine nodded. "That is so kind. We get a lot of donations but we have a group home in a nice Seattle neighborhood so a lot of it goes there to provide for the older children and teenagers."

Arizona's pager went off. She grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled down her number and e-mail along with Callie's. "This are our numbers. My wife's an orthopedic surgeon. If you ever need anything beside our adoption progress, call us. I'm really sorry to cut this meeting short but it's an emergency."

"I understand," Loraine said. "I'm happy you're willing to help. Can't say it will sped up the process though. I just figured you would understand."

Callie laughed. "If only it would help win us some points. But I'll talk to our chief of surgery and see what we can do." Arizona was already rushing past the door, her pager going off for the second time. "I'm so sorry, we were supposed to be off work this morning," she apologized for her wife.

"Nonsense. I understand. Your background check came back clear, you just need to pass the home study, where they visit your home and see how safe it is, and pass the classes," Loraine explained in a rush.

Callie shook her hand again. "Thank you so much. We'll be in contact." If not about adoption, at least about the baby. She ran to the car where Arizona was already on a phone with Alex. Callie drove them to the hospital, wishing surgeons would get emergency lights too because she had to stay in the limit.

"School bus crash," Arizona explained. "It's pretty bad. Lot of burns and head injuries. Will you talk to Owen about the baby?"

Callie nodded. "I will. Page me if there's any ortho cases." She drove straight to the entrance where Arizona ran out and parked the car before entering the hospital. She found Owen on the stairs. "Hey, can I talk to you?"

Owen looked at his pager and figured it could wait. "Sure, what's up?"

"Me and Arizona are looking into adoption," she explained. "And we just had a meeting with our social worker and she said there's a baby at Seattle Pres. I talked to her and see if they could transport her here. She's alone and she has a hypoplastic left heart syndrome. She needs a pro bono surgery," Callie said in a rush and took a deep breath.

Owen sighed. "That kind of surgery is expensive and if the baby needs a heart surgery we also need echos and CT films and the ambulance for transport. It's a lot of money."

"I know, but we had a meeting about pro bono surgeries and we have enough money," Callie argued. "I can convince my dad to donate the money we would use back to the hospital."

"You're bribing me?" Owen asked.

Callie gasped. "No, no. I'm basically paying for a surgery. But through my dad's company money. It would be like a donation. No one will know."

Owen shook his head. "Okay, fine. You get someone to drive with the ambulance to Pres and transport the baby to our NICU. We'll see about the surgery."

"Thank you," Callie said with a bright smile. Now who would be willing to travel to Seattle Pres to transport a baby? She didn't need an attending. A resident would be good though. She didn't want an intern to be there in case something happened. "Hey, Jo. Are you busy?"

"Not really, why?" Jo asked.

"Would you go to Pres with an ambulance for transportation of a patient? You can scrub in the surgery. Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome," Callie offered. She was bribing the chief and now she was bribing a resident.

Jo thought about it. "Okay."

Callie's pager went off. It was Arizona with one of the bus victims. "Page me when you get back. And go with Nicole, she's nicer," Callie advised her before rushing off to the trauma room. "What do we have?" she asked as she snapped on the gloves.

"Dislocated elbow and one very messed up ankle," Arizona said. "Among other things. Second degree burns on his chest and face, some on his arms."

Callie moved in front of the boy who seemed no older than 10. "Hey, this might sound scary but it won't hurt." He was already receiving pain medication through central line. She moved the elbow a few times before popping it back into its place. But the ankle looked worse. "Have you taken x-rays yet?" Arizona nodded and there were films on the tablet. "Couldn't refuse popping him into the Lodux?"

Arizona laughed. "CT is backed up and we had 15 seconds."

"He's definitely going to need surgery. 120 degree dislocation and snapped fibula," Callie said. "Book an OR."

Arizona nodded. "I'll get someone from plastics to take care of his burns while you work on the leg. By the way how did the talk with the chief go?"

"I sent Jo over to get the baby and she'll page me when she's here," Callie said. "Want to scrub in?"

Arizona laughed and quickly pecked Callie's full lips. "Awfully romantic, but I'll have to pass. More injured kids to see. One already died, the bus driver is brain dead and one kid is already in the operating room. It's going to be a long day. Our ORs are packed."

"Hey, when the baby gets here, she's going to need more tests. If they treated her with medicine until now she's going to handle one more day," Callie spoke softly knowing Arizona was worried that there would be no operating room for the baby. "And beside it's up to Yang or Teddy to see when the surgery will be." Callie took her boy to the operating room.

Arizona nodded and moved to the next patient. There were a lot of head injuries. One of the kids was hit in the stomach so hard that all of his abdominal organs were now pressed against the chest. She quickly went into the surgery with him.

Callie just finished with the surgery when she got paged to the NICU. Jo must have returned with the baby. And Callie was nervous. Nervous about meeting a baby that was only a couple of days old. She paged Arizona too even though she was in surgery. Callie put on the pink gown and washed her hands and sterilized them as she entered the NICU. Their potential baby was now here, lying in an incubator. Callie rubbed her hands together to warm them up before sticking her hand inside of the incubator hole. She was mostly wires and tubes, like Sofia was. She was bigger but still born prematurely. Callie smiled as the baby squeezed her pointing finger. She looked so weak and alone in such big incubator. She had an IV in her hand and her whole arm was wrapped in a bandage. She wasn't intubated but she had a feeding tube in her nose along with a catheter . "You're going to be alright little one," Callie said softly. She sat with her for almost half an hour when Arizona came in. "Hey, you okay?" She looked exhausted.

"I lost two more kids. And another kid pulled the fire alarm in the lobby," Arizona said and sighed as she got gowned. "I just need some good news today." She picked up the tablet and read through the baby's medical chart. She didn't even have a name yet.

"Honey, don't read her chart now. Just.. Be with her."

"I can't," Arizona said, pacing around. "I can't stop thinking about every single thing that could go wrong. For one, she's too small for such big surgery but her labs won't ever look better because now that she got stronger on steroids her heart will get weaker."

Callie removed her hand from the incubator and gently took the tablet away from Arizona. Arizona tried to pull it away but Callie didn't budge. "No. Just sit down and hold her hand."

Arizona sighed. She quickly washed her hands before settling on the other side of the incubator. Baby's vitals were as good as they could be. The medication she was on prior to the surgery got her this far. "You're having surgery soon little one," she cooed.

"Do you think we could sneak in a pacifier for her? She looks so lonely in this incubator," Callie murmured when the baby squirmed around.

"Yeah, sure. But sometimes babies this small don't really like them and some just can't have them because of ET tubs and intubation," Arizona said. "Hold on." She walked to the NICU supply closet that was filled with diapers and binkies and blankets for cuddling. She opened a package of special pacifiers for premature babies. It was a purple pacifier. Intended for hospital use only. "She must be hungry too. She hasn't eaten because of the tests and because of a chance of a surgery." She gently rubbed the pacifier against the baby's lips until she accepted it and gently suckled.

Callie slowly brushed her fingers along the baby's light brown hair. They haven't seen the color of her eyes yet but it didn't matter. She was beautiful. "What happens after surgery?"

"Well I can't be the one operating on her because we're considering adopting her so Cristina, Teddy and Alex will be there. Teddy mostly just for my sake because I asked her. But if she makes it , she stays until she passes her due date, depends on the recovery," Arizona explained.

Callie nodded. "And the adoption?"

"If we decide to choose her, then we fill in paperwork and wait to be approved," Arizona said and sighed. "She's too little to be going around the foster system."

"This could be our little girl," Callie breathed out as she watched the baby breathe.

Arizona nodded, chewing on her bottom lip. "Do you want her to be? She has from around 60 to 80 percent of survival rate. Anything can happen."

"I know. But Arizona, she's all alone. No one wants her. No one's fighting for her. She needs someone to fight for her," Callie murmured. Her 3 months in the hospital with Sofia were the scariest. And she wasn't alone. But this girl was.

"We'll talk to Loraine," Arizona said. "We'll fight for her."