AN: Back with an update. I finally know how it feels like to have a fanfic that hasn't been updated in forever, finally updated. I legit squealed and couldn't believe my eyes. So a big THANK YOU to you guys as always for your patience and comments. Excited to hear Teddy is coming back, but I really hope we don't get disappointed. The story moves forward. All mistakes are mine. Let me know your thoughts! :)

Arizona's POV

Two weeks later

"Good morning. Thanks for helping out," I greet Addie as I walk inside her apartment with a handful of ribbon strings in my hands.

"No problem. I'm happy to help."

"Is she still sleeping?"

"Knocked out. She's going to love this!"

"I hope so."

"We got a lot more in the car," Teddy reminds as she enters behind me, dragging more of the strings attached to the purple and white balloons.

"Let me grab my shoes," Addie says.

"I'm hungry," Teddy grumbles.

"I told you I will buy you breakfast on the way to school, now keep your voice down," I whisper.

"Okay," she whispers.

We find Callie tangled up in her sheets with only her messy hair visible, snoring lightly.

"She really is knocked out," Teddy comments, and I shush her again.

We release the balloons and fill the ceiling of her room completely and not once does Callie stir.

After everything is set, I grab the fresh mug of coffee I just made and close her bedroom door behind me.

I stroke her hair and kiss her head, "Baby, wake up."

"Hmm?" she mumbles and peeks her head out with her eyes still closed.

I pepper her face with quick kisses and stroke her back gently, "Wake up."

"Zo?" She rubs her eyes, trying to wipe the sleep from them, and I smile at the nickname.

"Where'd you go?" she yawns.

"Why don't you open your eyes and see?"

Callie blinks a couple of times before opening her eyes completely and she gasps in surprise and confusion.

"What?!"

"Happy Birthday!"

She sits up and laughs, "How did you know?"

I shrug, "A little bird told me."

"What? When? How did you-?"

"Long story. My parents used to do this when I was a kid. I loved it and figured we can start the tradition."

She surveys the ceiling again, "I-wow. This is just-thank you, baby."

Her lips touch mine easily, and I feel her smile against me.

"And…." I reach over to her bedside table and hand her the mug.

She wraps both hands around it and smells deeply, "Coffee too?"

Callie groans softly after taking a sip, "And just the way I like it. How'd I get so lucky?"

I kiss her this time, slowly. She pushes her tongue inside my mouth, and I moan. I place the mug to the side and lay her back down on the bed as my hands roam over her body. I want her so badly. But she has to be the one to say it's okay.

"I'm the lucky one." I whisper.

"I love you," she says.

"I love you too."

Our heads rest together, and I kiss her one more time.

She looks at me nervously, "I-um, I think that-"

A blaring alarm sounds and startles both of us, making us laugh. I grab her phone and turn it off before handing it to her.

"What were you saying?" I ask.

She brushes it off, "Nothing." I let it go for now.

"I hate that alarm," I say.

"Well, it's the only one that'll wake me up."

"Ugh, I hate school."

"No, you don't," she smiles.

I slip off my shoes and get under the covers, pulling her body closer as I spoon her, "Yes, I do because it takes away our snuggle time, and I live for snuggles."

She giggles as I kiss her neck and shoulder, "I know how much you love snuggling, but I have to be at the hospital in 45 minutes."

"It's right by the school. Just five more minutes," I bring her even closer and close my eyes.

"Okay."

The room falls into a silence as we lie there contently. I'm so relaxed, and I can feel myself falling asleep until the alarm rings out again.

"Ughhh," I groan.

Callie shuts it off and turns around, facing me, "We'll be late, baby. Remember what happened last time with that Dr. Barker." Just the mention of one of my new biomed research profs has me almost shitting bricks.

"Barkey can kiss my ass. It's my girlfriend's birthday," I plant a quick kiss on her lips and she laughs.

I sit up and put my shoes back on, reluctantly. I hand Callie her mug and watch her take a sip.

"This is soo good. Can you warm it for me and put it in a travel mug?"

"Of course. When did you become more punctual than me?" I smirk as I get up.

She pulls back the covers and sits on the edge of the bed, "Since it's my last year. The hardest yet and professors have been riding my ass about every little thing, especially Webber."

I've been trying not think about how she's not gonna be here next year. I'm happy that she'll graduate and start her intern year, but I'm also dreading not having her close to me. I know she's been stressed about it, and I have given her all my support to apply to wherever she wants, but it's still conflicting.

"I know, baby. That is why we are going to have a birthday dinner with our friends tonight."

"Baby, not tonight. I have so much to do. I still have to-"

"It's your birthday! We're celebrating. We'll get dressed up, eat delicious food, and you'll have fun. You've been so stressed lately."

"Okay. On one condition, though."

"Anything."

"I want to see you in a dress."

I almost whine, but decide to keep my grumbles to myself, "Done!"

She looks surprised, "Really?"

"Really really."

"Great!" She stands and kisses me before heading off to the bathroom.

"Greattt," I say, deflated.

Another 15 minutes pass, the coffee mug is ready, along with a bagel, but Callie has yet to show herself. She's cutting it close, so I open her door and find her fully dressed in her scrubs with shoes on sitting on her bed, staring at her phone intensely.

"Baby?" I sit down next to her.

I graze her arm gently, "Callie?"

She blinks away from her phone and looks at me. I see unshed tears in her glossy eyes, and it makes my heart hurt.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

She sniffles and wipes her eyes quickly before any tears fall and waves her phone, "I got an email. From my dad."

"Oh. What'd it say?"

"At first I deleted it without even looking at a word. But then, I couldn't help myself."

I rub her back and wait for her to continue, "A year later and I didn't realize how mad I still am, so these are tears of anger."

I chuckle and kiss her cheek, "You're allowed to be angry, you know that right?"

She smiles, "Yeah. I only got halfway through it, before I wanted to chuck my phone out the window."

"It's okay. Can I just say that I hate him for making you cry on your birthday?"

Callie laughs, "Yes you can. Do you mind if I don't talk about this right now?"

"I don't mind. We can talk about it whenever you want or if you don't want to, that's fine too."

"Thank you. For everything. You've been amazing. You are amazing. I love my balloons," she touches one of the strings above her head.

"You're welcome." I stand and grab her backpack, "now let's go before Webber loses his shit."

…

"Ah, god, I can still smell it, and I washed my hands three times!" Teddy sniffs her hands.

"I love the smell of formaldehyde in the morning. Don't you just love lab?" Mark asks.

"I wish I was smelling formaldehyde. I'm up to my neck in research." I groan.

"I'm so hungry!" Mark comments.

"We know!" Teddy and I both say at the same time.

"You've been saying since ya'll got out of class five minutes ago," I say as we make our way to the food court.

"Just cutting up stomach and intestines of that cadaver really made me work up an appetite," Mark smiles.

"I think I'm gonna throw up," Teddy ducks into the nearby restroom and Mark busts out laughing.

I can't help but laugh as well, "You're an ass."

"It's not my fault she can't handle talking about guts. We're gonna be doctors for chrissake!"

"Maybe you should consider becoming an ME," I suggest, while we wait for Teds.

"Nah, I'd much rather work on the living. Definitely surgery."

"What kind?"

"I dunno. Ortho maybe?"

"That's what Callie wants to do," I beam, proudly.

"I can see her doing that What about OB?" Mark suggests.

"Doesn't Addie want to do that? What, are you guys gonna open up your own practice or something? Montgomery & Sloan?" I tease.

"You never know."

"You wanna deliver babies all day? Crying, loud, squirmy, covered in grossness babies?" I ask.

"Now I'm gonna throw up. Never mind," he shakes his head in disgust.

"How are your biomed classes going by the way?" he asks, changing the subject.

As part of the dual program I'm in, I have to do two years of med school, three years of my PhD classes, and another year of med school to get my MD-PhD. I've been looking forward to it for so long.

"It's going well actually. Except for this one prof, Dr. Barker, that I'm pretty sure hates my guts."

Teddy finally shows up looking much less green, "You okay?" I ask.

"Yeah. I just can't stand that smell."

We continue our walk towards the food court when I get a text from Callie, making me smile, but then disappointed.

Baby, I can't do lunch today. Swamped in the ER, but learning a lot. I love you. – C

Hope you're having fun. I'll pick you up at 7. Love you too. – A

"Wait a minute, do you have a bun in the oven?" Mark whispers the last part, but he sucks at whispering.

She smacks his arm and gives him a look I can't see. He realizes what he did and apologizes to me.

"It's okay. You don't have to be awkward about it. It's fine. We were just talking about babies." I shrug. It used to be painful to mention anything baby related, but it's gotten a lot easier.

"You sure?" Teddy asks.

"Yeah."

She shoves Mark again, "To answer your question, no I am not. I might have a stomach bug, and the smell really just made it worse."

"Did you just diagnose yourself?" I ask.

"Yup. I'm almost a doctor. It's allowed." Teddy and I get in line for burritos while Mark goes for a burger.

"Sure it is."

"I could diagnose anyone. Like Bailey, she's got a severe case of giant stick up her ass."

We both laugh loudly until we hear a familiar throat clearing behind us. Shit. We turn around slowly to find the person we were just talking about.

"Dr. B-Bailey! I was just-uh…" Teddy stammers.

"Save it," she says and walks away.

"Christ! She's freaking everywhere. And so quiet. Like a ninja. She's been extra bitchy lately," Teddy says.

"I think she's going through a divorce. Cut her some slack."

"Fine. Callie joining us?"

"She's tied up in the ER."

"On her birthday? Damn."

"She seems to be liking her clinicals there though, so that's all that matters."

We pay for our food and grab a table, "Hey Teds?"

"Yeah?" She takes a bite of her burrito.

"You'd tell me if you're pregnant, right?"

"Would you want me to?"

"Of course, dude."

"With everything that happened…"

"It's okay. I don't get sad anymore. Well, maybe a little, but still. We're best friends. You can tell me anything."

"Okay. I promise you I'm not."

I take a big bite, "Alright."

"I'm still sorry about everything," she says.

"I know. Me too, Teds. Me too."

…

"A toast!" I clink my glass to get everyone's attention around the table.

They quiet down and raise their glasses, "A toast to my favorite person on Earth, my heart and the love of my life. Happiest of birthdays to my sweet Calliope!"

"To Callie!"

"Happy birthday!"

Callie smiles and looks the happiest she's been in a while, and that makes me happy.

Mark and I make eye contact and he excuses herself for a moment.

"Thank you, baby. You didn't have to do that," Callie leans over and whispers in my ear.

"I know. It's not over yet."

He comes back to the table with the cake in hand and candles on top.

"You guys!" Callie smiles.

Henry lights them up and starts the singing and clapping like those annoying people that do that in restaurants.

Callie covers her face as we all join in and she laughs when Mark holds the last note a little too long before I kick his shin.

"Make a wish!" I say.

Callie blows out the candles and we start serving the cake around.

She takes a bite and asks, "Did you make this?"

"Actually, believe it or not, it was Mark," I nod towards him.

"Wow, thank you Mark."

He blushes, "You're welcome."

Callie asks him about his baking methods, and he goes into a long explanation that leave me and Teddy yawning for the rest of the night. But Callie seems interested and happy, so I keep my jokes to myself.

…

"Oh my god, these heels are killing me. I don't know how you do it," I quickly take them off as soon as we enter my apartment.

"Not as easy as it looks, huh?" Callie smirks.

"Not at all."

"I still can't believe you wore a dress for me. You look beautiful," she says.

I look down at the knee length black dress I keep in the back of my closet, "This old thing? Nah. You, on the other hand, look stunning. Did I mention that?"

She takes off her heels and follows me to the bedroom, "Only about 20 times."

"Well the night is still young. I can say it about 100 more times," I go into my closet and pull out a gift bag.

"You only have two more hours until it's not my birthday anymore," she sits down on my bed and crosses her legs.

"I can try," I sit down next to her and place the bag between us.

"There's more? Arizona, my birthday has already been perfect."

"I know, but I want to give you everything and more. For now, this is all I got."

She takes out the tissue paper and starts crying as she pulls out her two gifts.

"I didn't mean to make you cry. I can send it back. I-"

She then starts laughing, "I love it."

Callie hugs her plush heart and plush pelvis close to her.

"I remembered you got that heart for me for my birthday. I think you should have one too. And the pelvis is because of your interest in ortho."

"I love them. Thank you, Arizona. This has been the best birthday that I've ever had."

"Yeah?" I smile.

"Without a doubt," she pushes the bag to the side and joins our lips together.

I deepen it and feel her tongue push inside my mouth to tangle with mine. Her moan sends a shot of arousal straight to my groin, and I stop us before we go too far.

"Wait, are you okay?" I ask. I need to make sure.

"Yes. I know we haven't had sex in months. Ever since the baby. And I haven't felt good about myself in while, but right now, I feel sexy. I feel good. You make me feel good. And I just want to feel close to you again, baby. I need your hands on me. Make love to me."

"Always."

I guide us to stand and kiss her softly. My fingers roll down the zipper on the back of the dress and it slides off easily. She does that same to mine and we lie on the bed in only our bras and panties.

"God, you are so so beautiful." My lips kiss her neck and jaw then my tongue trails down to between her breasts. I roam my hands on her hips, her backside and they don't stop.

She nods when I pause at her chest, and I gently unclasp the bra and throw it off the bed, moaning at the sight of her chest.

"You're going to kill me, I swear."

She smirks and pulls me down to clash our lips together. She bites my bottom one and sucks it into her mouth while I palm one of her breasts firmly. Her mouth releases my lips as she moans, and I place kisses down to a hard nipple before wrapping my lips around it.

"Oh, god," she breathes.

I swirl my tongue with purpose around the chocolate nub and groan as her hands tug my head closer, suffocating me in her chest.

If I were to die right now, I would die happy.

She guides me to her other nipple, and I hungrily envelop it into my mouth. My leg slips between hers, and I can feel the dampness of her panties as she grinds on my thigh.

I replace my hand between her legs, "Fuck, you're soaked."

I leave a wet path down her abdomen and she gasps when I dip my tongue in her bellybutton before burying my face against her panties.

My mouth waters as I take the scent I've missed so much. She silently asks me to remove them and I do so slowly. The sight of her drenched center makes me so hard it almost hurts. Lying back on my legs, I squeeze myself to relieve some tension. It strikes something inside Callie and she sits up to help me remove my remaining clothes.

Her hand wraps around my cock, and I relax under her touch, "Ah, fuck."

She lies down and takes my head into her mouth quickly and sucks, "Jesus, Cal!"

"Did you miss my lips around you, baby?" she asks as her free hand grabs my breast.

She continues to stroke slowly but firmly and it's hard for me to articulate a sentence, so a word will have to do, "Y-yes."

She takes me in again deeper and sucks harder, "Cal, I-fuck that feels amazing."

Her mouth releases me and pulls my cock up against my stomach, exposing my full balls. I stare into her eyes in anticipation as she sucks one then the other into her mouth.

"Oh fuck!" She's never done this before and it is heavenly.

"Mmm, so full," she laps the underside before moving up to kiss me. I gently push her down on the bed and rub my hard cock on her clit.

"Baby, please," she moans.

I reach for my drawer for a foil packet, "Yeah?" The new birth control should be working by now, but I still want to be cautious.

"Yes," she nods.

I quickly unwrap it and slide it on, rubbing myself along her wetness before slowly pushing in.

"Ohh!" Callie shuts her eyes and bites her lip as I fill her.

It feels so good, and I push in again, "Oh, baby." She's so warm and wet, and so tight I can hardly breathe.

Her hands find my bottom and encourage me to start a slow and delicious pace, "Is this okay?"

"Yes, oh god yes!" she moans.

I look at her face and notice she's crying, and I pause for a second, "Am I hurting you? We can stop."

I move to pull out, but she keeps me wrapped close with her legs, "No, don't leave. I'm crying because I'm happy. I missed you so much."

I kiss her slowly, "I missed you too."

My hips start to move a bit faster and her cries of pleasure get louder.

I lay my body on hers and rest my head against her neck, kissing and sucking the sensitive skin there.

Her nails dig into my shoulder blades, and I push deeper, "Fuck, Callie!"

"Right there! Oh fuck! Don't stop, don't stop."

I pump faster and harder and Callie tightens around me.

"So close," she whispers.

I bite down on her neck and she comes around me, coating us both in her juices.

She cries my name and holds me tightly. I follow her and come hard, shooting all my essence inside.

"Fuck baby. That was so good," she whispers when she catches her breathe.

I pump slowly, trying to draw out her orgasm as well as mine. She kisses my neck and pulls me closer, "Are you okay?"

My eyes shut tightly as a few more spurts shoot out, "Yes."

I still my hips and relax against her as she strokes my back, "That's hardest I've ever come."

"Yeah?" she asks.

"Yeah, it was a lot," I smirk.

"Well your balls were so full, I thought they might burst," she smiles.

"They just did. Inside you," I say.

"And how did that feel?"

"Good. Really fucking good," I slowly pull out, taking care to hold onto the filled condom.

"Let me get rid of this before I make a mess," I quickly dispose of the rubber in the bathroom and slide back into bed.

I spoon her body and kiss her shoulder, "Still the best birthday ever?"

"It's taken the number one slot, I think."

"That good, huh?"

She pushes back against me, "Don't get cocky."

I laugh and hold her closer, "Best birthday ever!"

"Everything is the best ever with you," she whispers.

"I love you, Calliope."

"I love you too."

AN2: What's gonna happen with Papa Torres? Guesses?

AN3: First person to guess where I borrowed the balloon thing from gets bonus points for fun!