A/N: This chapter was fun. I loved writing it, especially the flashback. It was a challenge but I think I got it down pretty well.

People! I hear your concerns about Callie and how she would never leave her child no matter what and that Callie seems out of character. I would just like to say that Callie is the most impulsive character on Grey's Anatomy. Callie had a problem going to Africa, but was ready to accompany Penny to New York even after she lost her daughter in a messy custody battle.

Also Patience! I'm not even remotely done with this story! But yes, I love and appreciate all of your feedback, it helps me write better.

Shout out to smiley714 for your amazing words of encouragement. I'm so grateful for our discussion, it really helped me understand where as a writer I wanted to take this story.

Disclaimer: I do not have much knowledge about medicine. So, please don't take the medical stuff here at face value.

Chapter 7: Arizona

Present Day

Today is not a good day. Today, for once I did not wake up with a smile on my face or a pep in my step. I woke up sad and upset. Today, I have to pull the plug on a kid.

Lily came to me as a child facing a minor brain bleed. Just a minor brain bleed. I know it sounds way to serious than it actually is, but it was just a routine surgery that should have taken forty-five minutes max.

But Amelia is on maternity leave, so I had this other neurosurgeon do it instead. Lily had time, but she didn't have enough time for Amelia to come back from her leave. And that neurosurgeon had a resident do it. The surgeon had a resident do a brain surgery on an eight-year-old and now Lily is on life support.

Sofia is eight years old. Lily just hit her head hard when she took a fall in school. It was just a fall. A plain simple, stupid fall which lead to a vien bursting in her head, resulting in a minor brain bleed.

I have been tracking Lily's progress for a while now. Her parents came to me when she was a tiny baby to fix her cleft palate. During that surgery, due to some complications we knew that the veins in her head were delicate and that they could burst at any point. So, they have been coming to me regularly to get her checked. Lily was my patient for eight years now and the neurosurgeon just handed her off to his resident.

The resident botched the surgery causing Lily to code on the table and sent her right into a coma. It's been thirty days since she's been in a coma. I explained it to her parents that if Lily didn't wake up from her surgery, we would have to call it. Today is day thirty-one.

I hate my job sometimes. I really hate it.

And now, since Callie is in Seattle, it's making everything oh so difficult. I know I was unreasonable when I didn't let her see Sofia on her birthday, but it had to be done. Callie can't just swoop back into her life if she doesn't plan on sticking around.

I know we had our fight years ago, but whenever I called to make up or when Sofia requested her mother, Callie just let it go to voicemail and never returned my calls. I know she was mad but she dragged it on for way too long.

I tried to extend an olive branch, but honestly, I'm tired. It's her turn now to extend a hand of friendship not mine, and I hate that. When did I become such a vengeful person?

"Dr. Robbins?" I heard Dr. Webber calling me, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Oh yeah, I'm sorry I was just-"

"Thinking about your ex-wife who's running around the hospital?"

"What, no!"

"I went to a lesbian bar with you Dr. Robbins, that too multiple times, don't you think I deserve a little bit of truth?"

Just then I heard footsteps around me and saw Alex approaching, this is perfect! Maybe he wants my opinion on something or a consult and I can successfully untangle myself out of this situation.

"Oh Dr. Karev what do you need?"

"Do you know who's scrubbing in on Dr. Torres' surgery?"

Alex! Not you too!

"No, I'm… not aware"

"Wait, you aren't scrubbing in?" Dr. Webber asks.

"I'm the woman who refused to let her see her own daughter, if she had a list of people who would absolutely not operate with her, trust me I'd be leading it" I said as I grabbed a chart, please let be something emergent please.

"Did you talk to her yet?" Alex asks, taking the chart from my hands.

"We might have spoke to each other, briefly"

"What? How did it go?" Dr. Webber asks.

"Oh, we just spoke about it during surgery"

"What surgery?"

"Umm, we had a patient with necrotizing fasciitis"

"What? That surgery is a mess, no one talks during that surgery"

"So, then I guess we didn't talk about anything. Why are you so curious about us Dr. Webber?"

"Because we are friends Dr. Robbins and for once, I know you wouldn't give out any explicit details"

I gave Dr. Webber a look before I turned towards Alex.

"What did you want Alex?"

"Well, I came to ask you if you'd let me scrub in on Torres' surgery"

"What?"

"We are friends too, now I know you don't share explicit details about your sex life with me, like you do with Dr. Webber here, but I thought that if I went behind your back and got in on the surgery, well it would feel like I was betraying you"

"You want to scrub in on Callie's surgery? Go! You have my blessing or whatever"

"Umm Dr. Robbins?" Dr. Webber says.

"Do you… um happen to know what general surgeon would be working on…"

"Callie's surgery?"

Dr. Webber looks a little timid and out of his element.

"Richard! You too?" I almost shout which causes both him and Alex to run away in their respective directions.

Good lord! When did my ex-wife's surgeries become the hottest surgeries in the hospital? I take a deep breath and try to compose myself.

Poor Lily… I should probably head towards her room. But I guess I should give her parents some more time to say goodbye.

Five years ago

"Can I at least have some pizza?" Mark asks as he holds up a plate in front of him.

Callie had just returned from work and dumped the poor man's pan in the trash can and literally ordered him to leave our apartment so that she and I can eat pizza, drink beer and have lots of sex. God, my wife is so sexy.

Mark has an adorable look on his face as he watches Callie opening the pizza box and handing him the smallest slice, dropping it on his place as she points him towards the door all the while looking at me.

I heard the door close before I stepped towards her.

"That was incredibly hot" I said as I leaned in and kissed Callie.

"Hmm" Callie agreed.

It's been a month since Callie has come home after spending a buttload of time at the hospital, recovering from her injuries after the car crash. It was rough, really rough. There were times when we weren't sure if Callie or our baby could pull through. But she was fine and so was Sofia.

Since then, Mark and I have been working together in making sure Callie and Sofia have everything they need. It started off with Mark learning how to cook food so that Callie gets the right nutrition, but later it morphed into a hobby.

"God, you're so hot Arizona"

I could feel my lips swelling up, but I missed this. Sure, Callie and I kissed, but not like this, not since the car crash. Honestly, I was a little scared to touch her after her surgery and Callie of course needed time to get all of her strength back, but I didn't realize what I was missing.

"You need to pace yourself Callie. You told Mark that he's babysitting all night"

"Oh, I'm glad you miss this as much as I did"

"What?" I asked in between kisses.

"You were cooking! With Mark! Every time I made a move on you, you'd push me off and run towards Mark to look at his new recipe!"

"When did I push you off?" I asked.

"Yesterday night! When I came home from work, we were going at it on the sofa and then bam! Mark entered with his short ribs and you pushed me off and ran towards him!"

"Oh yeah, oops sorry!" I said as I leaned forward to capture her lips but Callie didn't let me kiss her.

"You're going to have to pay for it," Callie whispered.

I felt a chill moving down my spine. Callie has a very sexy expression on her face. Suddenly I felt her hands on my hips lifting me up and placing me on the kitchen counter.

I squealed.

Callie finally leaned forward and tipped her head up seeking out my lips. This is a weird angle, but it feels so exciting. Callie is taller than I am, even when I wear boots or heels, I've never really crossed her height. So, I'm used to leaning up and standing on my toes to get close enough to kiss her. But right now, because of the kitchen counter, I'm taller and it's her doing the reaching. It's different, it's thrilling.

I reach down and place my hand on her waist and grab her shirt. But Callie puts her hands on mine and breaks the kiss.

"No, not yet" she says.

Callie reaches down and yanks my boots off of my feet and throws them behind her. She pulls me a little forward and stands in between my thighs rubbing herself on me.

"Ah!" I moaned as Callie started trailing kisses on my neck. "No, no hickeys!" I said as I moved out of the way.

"What? Why?"

"We work in a hospital, I work with tiny humans, how am I going to hide them?"

"I don't think the babies would mind"

"Calliope…"

"I learned to deal with Mark popping up and killing the mood every time I touched you, you can learn to deal with a hickey or two"

"Or two?" I asked but Callie had already made her way to my collarbone and I was in heaven. I felt my eyes rolling back as her hands found their way inside of my shirt.

Looks like I'm wearing a turtleneck shirt inside of my scrub top tomorrow. Which is a small price to pay for all the pleasure my body is going through right now.

Callie moves away from my neck as she pulls my shirt off of my head. My hands fly to get my hair under control, but Callie once again shoos them away and tucks my hair behind my ear.

Her hands stop moving and come to rest on my thighs.

"I love you so much," Callie whispers. "I really do, more than you'll ever know"

I smiled. Callie was not an outwardly romantic person. It took her some time to understand what I liked and what I didn't. She's outdoorsy and adventurous, whereas I'm more of an indoors, candlelight and wine kind of a person.

When she does stuff like this and says sweet things like this, especially out of the blue, well that makes me fall in love with her, harder.

"I think I might have an idea," I said as I got her hands back on me. For the first time that night, she didn't fight me.

I bury my hands deep into her hair and tug lightly, knowing that it drives her crazy when I'm a little rough with her. I felt her hands on my back and then suddenly, I felt a lot chillier. I'm completely topless and Callie is still wearing all her clothes. But I guess that's my price to pay.

I let out another moan as I felt her hands gently kneading me. I think I'm on fire, this woman makes me feel like my whole world is on fire and I don't care. I just want more. I want her more.

Callie slowly starts making her way down my body leaving a trail of hot kisses. She briefly stops and looks up at me. Suddenly, Callie pushes a hand down my pants and touches me.

"Oh god Callie!"

"That's right," Callie says as she briefly removes her mouth from my chest. I take her head in my hands and shove it back on my chest.

"Arizona, you okay?" she asks as a sound escapes my throat. I don't even recognize my voice.

"Hmm" wow her hand is magic.

"I need an answer Arizona, or I'm going to take my hand-"

"Yes, Yes I'm fine, but I won't be if you-" before I finish my sentence Callie applies more pressure "Oh god!"

She chuckles but uses her other hand to grab my head and kiss me before she starts unbuttoning my jeans.

Finally!

But this sucks, Callie still has all of her clothes on.

She briefly squeezes my bottom before removing my pants and underwear off. The only thing I'm wearing is the heart-shaped necklace that feels super cold on my overheated skin. Callie crouches down on the floor and looks up at me. God! She looks so sexy. Her eyes are so clear and her lips look delicious. One of her eyebrows is arched and her lips are pressed together while her fingers are circling my thighs, she's teasing me.

She's teasing me and it still feels so wonderful and terrible at the same time. My back arches in anticipation, throwing my head back. I can feel her getting closer to me. I need her. I need her to touch me, to kiss me there.

"Arizona?"

"Yeah?" I barely manage to catch my breath to answer. I was enjoying this before, but the feather light touches on my thighs aren't cutting it anymore.

"You ready?" She asks.

Am I ready? Am I ready! Oh, she has no idea how ready I am. It's been so long since we have been this intimate with each other. I missed this. I missed this way too much. I can literally give up donuts if I get to feel this way all the time.

"Yes Callie, yes just-" there it is.

A/N: So, this was my first steamy scene for this story. I wanted to keep this at 'T' so that people can still read it and find it easily. I know this was a buffer chapter but this is just me, trying to build suspense. Yes, I'm that person.