In The Mind's Eye II, The Sequel

Disclaimer: This is an AU story that combines The Godfather and Greys Anatomy together. I borrowed these characters, I own nothing.

Chapter Eight

The State of Love and Trust

"Love is supposed to be based on trust, and trust on love, it's something rare and beautiful when people can confide in each other without fearing what the other person will think." -E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly

Today was Callie's first day home. And, she was miserable for many reasons. Who knew it was possible to be miserable in so many ways? Callie was now dependent on others for help. That made the brunette feel quite low. She was not well. A cast donned her right leg. Her right arm was in a cast as well. But, what made the end to this day even more miserable for Callie was the fact that she wanted to sleep upstairs in her own bed, and her wife refused to accommodate her request...

"NO!" The brunette's voiced boomed over the entire first floor of their home.

"Callie...you and I are going to sleep in the downstairs bedroom until you can get around easier." Arizona was quite adamant about sleeping on the first floor. It did make the most sense. Making the trip up and down the stairs was impossible. But, the brunette was having no part of this at all. So, as usual, Callie shut it down.

"No. I told you, we are not sleeping down here. I want us to sleep in our bed." Callie was a creature of habit. Change wasn't what she wanted. She wanted everything the way it was before this accident.

"Callie, its a master suite...its just downstairs. I don't see what the big deal is. It's the same exact mattress as ours in our bedroom. You cannot get up the stairs. You are in a wheelchair for God's sake!" Arizona was almost at her wits end with her wife's demanding tone. Callie had come home much the same as before, yet a little different. Actually, a lot different. The brunette had been in a rather irritated mood over the last several days. Her moods were erratic in nature. Sometimes she would scream at Arizona, and sometimes...Callie was nice.

This evening however, the brunette's mood had grown quite dark. No doubt, the feelings of helplessness were taking their toll on Callie. And the only way she knew to act was to lash out.

"I said NO!" Rolling her wheelchair with her left had, Callie pushed herself out of the downstairs master bedroom. That didn't set well with the blonde. After all, she was in charge now. So yes...things are about to change a little in Callie's world. Oh my...how they were about to change.

"Oh no you don't. Get your ass back here now!" Arizona stopped Callie from leaving. She knew her wife was in a mood that would take a miracle to turn around, but Arizona was about to call a halt to the brunette's rudeness. Leaning over to Callie, Arizona commanded this situation.

"You will not yell at me. Do you understand? Now, you and I are sleeping in this room. And, you are going to take a shower." The blonde had not spoken in this tone with her wife in a very long time.

Arizona rolled Callie back into the spare bedroom and called for the nurse to help her bathe Callie. And from that point on...the screaming commenced once again.

"No! Arizona, no. I don't want anyone to see me with my clothes off!" Callie was a very sexual person. But, she was a private person. The brunette held no reservation in front of her wife. However, bringing in another person and allowing them to see her naked body...well, that wasn't going to happen. If Arizona thought that would work...she had another thing coming.

"Just a minute Stacey." Arizona called to the door as Nurse Stacey was about to enter. Looking back at Callie, Arizona grabbed both sides of her wife's wheelchair and leaned in close. Invading her wife's personal space as she spoke, Arizona remained calm as she talked to the brunette.

"Listen to me. I don't know what the hell has gotten into you. I realize that you are upset that you can't get around on your own. I realize that you don't want to sleep downstairs and really want to be closer to the boys at night. And, I realize that you don't like for anyone besides me to see you with your clothes off. I understand all of that. But Callie, you are becoming irrational. I don't think I've ever seen you like this. You have got to get a grip." It is called tough love...and as we all know...Arizona had plenty of that to go around. And, she would need it to deal with the irrational Callie Torres.

Tears beging to well up in the brunette's eyes as she listened to her wife. Once again, her mood changed. She felt ashamed, but honestly couldn't help herself at this moment. She needed for everything to be like it was before this accident. Callie was the strong one. She was self supportive, independent, strong willed. Now, the brunette felt that she was nothing more than useless. She felt that she was in the way. Needing help to do the simplest of things that she once did, made Callie feel inadequate. And now, her usually submissive, yet quite stubborn wife was taking no slack from her. So...she just sat and cried. Never responding to Arizona's words...Callie just sat and cried.

The misery of Callie's agony was felt by her blonde wife. Arizona found herself not knowing exactly what to do at this juncture. "Callie...I can't lift you by myself baby. I'm pregnant."

Callie just shook her head as tears fell from tanned features. She had never felt so sorry for herself in all her life. What had she done to deserve this? Arizona was right...she was pregnant. Callie knew that. But, that didn't bring any relief to the frustration that she felt.

Taking away one's independence is often met with frustration and grief. Whether it is only for a few weeks, such as in Callie's case, or whether its years; a person does have good reason to become upset and frustration. They can't do the things they once did. They can't be the person they once were. And, that causes a great amount of stress to enter the equation. And stress is never a good thing.

The sobs begin to grow as Arizona stood and watched her wife fall completely apart. Yes, it was hard on Callie. The brunette seemed to be stressed out since she arrive home. Hell, it would be hard on anyone if they had been through what Callie had gone through. It was only a week since Callie had come out of a coma. The brunette was still weak although her condition had improved. She started physical therapy in the hospital and twice a week, a private PT would come to their home to work with Callie. Only a week...that seems like such a short time. But, not in Callie's eyes. A week to Callie felt like a lifetime.

"Callie...I am going to tell Stacey to come in and we are going to help you get into the shower. Once she and I get you on the stool, she can leave and I will bathe you. Alright?" Arizona really was trying to appease her wife. She understood how Callie felt about this. She really did. There just weren't many options left.

"Just get mama to help you," Callie finally spoke as she dried her tears.

"Callie, I have already hired this woman. And, this is what we are going to do. Besides, Carmela is getting to old to help with strenuous things. And, she's sick Callie. Remember?" Handing Callie a kleenex, Arizona called for Stacey to come inside. The poor girl had waited outside and to be honest, had heard everything. She felt as bad as Callie did as she entered the room.

As soon as Stacey entered the room, Callie looked over at her. Those big brown eyes narrowed in on the young in home nurse that Arizona had hired. The brunette just didn't feel comfortable with someone besides Arizona helping her. And...Callie wasn't going to give in. Not now, not ever. Arizona may be in charge...but there were some things that the blonde would never get a hold on.

"You are fired." Callie coldly spoke as she looked at Stacey. The young girl didn't know what to do or think. Looking over to Arizona, Stacey shrugged her shoulders as to say, 'Am I fired or not?' After all, the poor girl didn't ask for this. She was just doing a job. And it was a job she had done before. Callie Torres certainly was not the first person she had seen in this shape, and the brunette wouldn't be the last. But no matter...Callie adamantly denied the nurse's help.

"You are not fired Stacey. My wife is just being stubborn. Please go on in the bathroom and get the water running." Arizona could be stubborn as well. There was no one else to help with Callie...unless the blonde called for security to come in. And, she knew Callie would never want any of the guys to see her undressed.

As Stacy left the two wives alone, Callie begged on last time, "Please don't do this. I know you think I am crazy. But, I don't want her helping with my baths. I don't need her."

Arizona looked down at her wife and asked, "What is wrong with her? Is it her? Or are you going to do this with anybody I bring in here?" The blonde thought she knew the answer, but wanted to confirm her suspicions.

"I don't want anyone but you helping me with my baths. It was degrading enough in the hospital, and then I had you to do them in place of the nurses." Callie answered honestly. This was really a difficult time for the brunette. The anxiety Callie was experiencing over this was quite alarming.

Arizona didn't want to do this against Callie's will. But really, what else was there to do here. So, she once again asked, "So...if I roll you in there with Stacey, are you going to..."

Interrupting Arizona, Callie was adamant, "I'm not going in there with her or anybody that isn't you." Determination was in the brunette's voice. Arizona knew if Callie set her mind to something...well, you might as well just stop. Because there was no way to get around the brunette and her determination.

Resigning herself to the fact that, Callie was not going to be pacified in this, Arizona called Stacey to come back out of the bathroom and excused her for the evening. Turning back to Callie, Arizona was in a rather irritated mood herself now. Because now...she had to take care of her wife...by herself. And that was no easy feat for the expectant mother.

Rolling Callie into the bathroom Arizona said, "Alright, let me unbutton your shirt." Arizona begin to unbutton the long string of button on Callie's Polo shirt. Blue eyes locked on brown eyes as they stared at one another. Callie felt bad for Arizona. She really did. And Arizona...well, she felt bad for herself. Because the truth was...her back hurt. Her feet and ankles were starting to swell a little. And, Gabby was causing the blonde severe heartburn in the late afternoons. But, Arizona pressed through. After all, that what spouses do.

Slipping Callie's shirt off, Arizona wrapped the cast protector on Callie's broken arm. Securing it tightly so that no water could enter, then blonde then moved onto Callie's shorts. "Wrap your arms around my neck and hold on tight, then push up with your left leg." Callie managed to pull herself up as she held onto her wife's neck. Arizona pulled on her enough with causing too much strain. They worked together and, to be honest, it wasn't too bad on either one of them.

Arizona removed Callie's shorts and panties, then helped her wife slide onto the plastic shower chair. It was far from sexy. But, sexy times would come again. The lust between the two women hadn't died...it was just on hold.

Callie had never gone without sex for this length of time. The last time she and Arizona had made love was weeks ago. Just before Callie had left to leave for Cuba in fact. So yes, sexual frustration was a problem for the brunette, and to be honest, it was a problem for the blonde as well. After all, Arizona was well into her six month. The blonde's sexual urges were flaring the further along she got.

Securing the full leg cast in it's own plastic waterproof covering, Arizona turned the shower on and let the water warm up. The spray nozzle setting was turned to the desired setting Callie always preferred. "Which soap do you want me to use?" Arizona asked Callie. Her tone was nice, but firm. And, Callie didn't miss it.

"I can do it by myself," The brunette replied. She didn't want Arizona to be mad at her. Fearing she had pushed the blonde too far, Callie decided she would do this herself.

"Honey, I don't mind, that's why I'm here. But if you want to do it yourself then fine. If you think I'm upset, I'm not. I am just tired Callie. That's all baby. I am just so tired." Arizona really wasn't mad or upset. She knew her wife well. She knew Callie was fiercely independent. And Arizona also knew that Callie really didn't want to put her out and make her wait on her hand and foot. The truth was...there was so much love and trust in this marriage, that it was hard to let anyone else in to help.

See, if you are one of the lucky ones, what happens in a marriage is...A State of Love and Trust. A marriage that has complete devotion and trust between the spouses. And an undying love that would stand the test of time...That's what was happening here. The love and intimacy they shared together was unlike most marriages you see today. And now, in the most vulnerable moment of Callie's life, she trusted Arizona completely.

"Vanilla soap is fine," Callie answered. Closing her eyes, she breathed in deep as Arizona's soft hands brushed across her warm skin. It felt good to get a bath. As the warm water washed over her tired body, Callie relished in the blonde's touch. Callie missed her wife's caresses. The softness of Arizona's skin and the sweet perfume radiating from the blonde's neck. As Arizona moved around to wash Callie's chest, the brunette watched intently as Arizona rubbed in the soap across her breasts.

Once the soap was washed off and Callie's hair had been rinsed, Arizona moved across the bathroom and bent down for a towel. Callie looked at her wife and studied the blonde's ever changing body. Arizona's hips were fuller. Her rear was expanding slightly and looked more rounded in the last couple of days. Staring at her wife's breasts as Arizona dried the front of her body, Callie pulled her wife in close. She hadn't been this close with Arizona in quite a while, and it was starting to make her feel urges she had tried to suppress.

"Hey...you are going to get me wet," Arizona argued with Callie. Looking down to the brunette's face, she was met with a mischievous look. Once again, Arizona could see where little Monty got his looks from...his mama.

"What?" Callie asked innocently. Of course, there was no innocence here. Not at all. As a matter of fact, Callie was beginning to get so worked up, she could just take Arizona right here in the bathroom. The brunette needed to feel her wife. She wanted to touch her wife.

"You are going to get me wet Callie. I don't want this shirt wet honey." Arizona continued to dry Callie off.

As Arizona moved to Callie's back and hair with a new towel, Callie replied, "Getting you wet doesn't sound like a bad idea..." Callie turned and smiled. And, at that moment, Arizona couldn't help but smile at her wife's shenanigans.

"So...you fire the new nurse on day one...and now you want to seduce me...your very pregnant wife." Bending down to take Callie's leg protector off, Arizona smiled. Callie was too much sometimes.

"Maybe?" Callie smiled back. The brown eyes that were once stormy and upset, were filled with love and trust.

"Well, maybe I will take you up on that later," Arizona smirked as she moved to grab Callie's t-shirt and shorts.

"I could go to bed like this," Callie suggested. She was without any stitch of clothing, and the urges she was feeling was beyond any she had felt in a very long time. Tonight had to be the sexy night. It just had to be.

Pulling the soft Harvard t-shirt over Callie's head, Arizona kissed her wife on the lips. "I know you could go to bed without any clothes on. And, that is so sexy...but, Gavin and Monty will want to come in to see you before they go to sleep. I don't think you want them to see you naked. Do you?"

Gavin and Monty...Both little boys would no doubt expect to come and cuddle wit her their mama. Nodding, Callie agreed with Arizona and slipped into the shirt and shorts. Transferring Callie into her wheelchair, Arizona pushed the brunette over to the large king size bed. The one that the brunette had refused to sleep on half an hour ago.

"I really don't want to sleep in here. I..."

"Callie." Arizona spoke in a firm voice. Callie may have gotten her way on one aspect of tonight, but Arizona would not back up on this decision. After all, it was only for a few weeks. They could make do with this bedroom for a few weeks.

Arizona had just the thing to help appeal to her wife's senses. "You know...this is the only room that we haven't had sex in. Don't you think it's time we...break it in?" Yes...Arizona Robbins-Torres could be persuasive as well. She knew how to get around her wife's demanding ways when she needed too.

"We haven't?" Callie asked furrowing her brow. She and Arizona had made love in most every part of their home...but, this was the one room that was neglected.

"Nope. Never not once in here." Arizona smiled as she locked Callie's wheelchair. She knew this would change things a little. If nothing else, it would appease her wife for a night or two and by then, Callie would be adjusted to her new surroundings. Once again, the brunette was just like Monty. They both didn't like change and it took them time to get adjusted to new surroundings.

"Hmm. I guess we can sleep in here. It is really a shame we haven't done it in here. Are you sure we haven't?" Callie wasn't quite convinced. She and Arizona had an active, very active sex life and they had christened their home well over the years.

"Nope. Now, put your arms around my neck and hold push up with your left leg." Once again, they worked together as a team. Team work is important in an marriage. Marriages where both parties don't work together will often go their separate ways and grow apart. But, no matter what Arizona and Callie faced, they faced it together. They were a team.

As Arizona helped Callie slide into the large bed, the blonde pulled the covers up to her wife's chest and smiled. "I will go get the boys and you snuggle with them while I turn out the lights."

Arizona stepped out from the bedroom and closed the door. Rocco was watching a movie with the boys. Normally they would have stayed with their grandmother, but Carmela was sick. A case of strep throat had the older woman sick and in bed.

"Gavin, Monty, you two go in and give mama goodnight kisses. She is tired and it's almost your bedtime." The two small boys ran into Callie room. The giggles and laughs made Arizona and Rocco smile.

"Callie giving you a hard time?" Rocco asked. He knew his boss well. She wasn't one that back down without a fight. And, he had seen the young nurse leave, so he knew there was trouble brewing.

"A little. She's just so...private. But, we'll manage. I may need you to help out a little more with the boys. My hands are full with her and Carmela right now."

"Sure. I don't mind at all. Oh, and Tom called. He said something about needing you to check your email." Rocco said as he walked to the door.

"Okay...See you tomorrow." Arizona waved as she walked into the kitchen to get a bottle of water. Opening her laptop, Arizona clicked on the email icon. The sounds of laughter brought Arizona's attention once again to her wife and kids. Turning in their direction, the blonde left her computer on and open on top of the bar stool.

Walking inside the bedroom, Gavin and Monty were laughing with their mama as the brunette told them some very funny jokes. They were actually Arizona's jokes, but they were still funny to the two little rambunctious boys.

"Everybody say their goodnight wishes...it's time to go to bed." Arizona's announcement brought on sad faces. Kissing Callie goodnight, both Monty and Gavin followed Arizona upstairs. After reading them a story and tucking them both in for the night, Arizona made her way back to the kitchen. Once again, she saw the computer and remembered the email. Walking up to it, Arizona clicked on Tom's forwarded email just as Callie called her name.

"Arizona."

Hearing her wife's call, Arizona left the computer again. Never bothering to read the words or closing her computer down, the blonde left the kitchen and returned to her bedroom.

As she walked into the bedroom, Arizona smiled as Callie made the "come hither" sign with her index finger. Yes...it was time. The sexy night that the brunette had long awaited had finally arrived. And, Arizona had promised her...the blonde promised that Callie would feel things...oh the things Callie could feel herself feeling.

Callie already had her shirt off, as Arizona flipped the light switch off and turned a lamp on. The door was locked, and Arizona knew her wife was ready. Arizona was ready. This night was long overdue. Sex tonight, would be good for them both. They needed a release. They need to make love and take their time cherishing one another.

Arizona pulled her top off and slipped out of her pants. Just wearing a black bra and panties, Callie reached out to feel the full breasts that stared her in the face. The soft curves of her very pregnant wife were beautiful.

"Oh, I almost forgot...you need to take these," Arizona smiled as she handed Callie her pain pills. The brunette never took pain medication except for Advil or Tylenol. It had always left her feeling extremely irritable and at times, unmanageable. But, over the last few days, she had been taking the prescribed medication...and that made for a very agitated Callie.

"Arizona that's what's wrong," Callie said as she looked at the while oval shaped pills in her hand. These two small items were a large part of why Callie had been so irrational most of the day.

"I don't understand?" Arizona was confused.

"These." Showing the two pills in her tanned hand, Callie continued, "Pain medicine makes me irritable. I don't want to take this. I will be fine with just Advil." Reaching for the tall bottle beside her nightstand, Callie opened the bottle slowly.

"Here. Let me help." Arizona took two pills from the bottle and handed them to the brunette. Even the simplest of tasks were slow for her wife.

"That's better, now where were we?" A tanned hand once again felt of the firm luscious breasts of her blonde wife as Arizona leaned onto the bed. "That bra and those panties have got to go," Callie ordered the blonde.

Ridding herself from the black lingerie, Arizona climbed on top of the brunette and straddled a well-muscled thigh. Leaning over, she sensuously whispered into Callie's ear, "I want us to come together." She then nibbled the tanned lobe and heard the brunette's breath hitch.

Small pale fingers slid down Callie's body and gently brushed the brunette's soft pink folds. Arizona's mouth swallowed a perfect shaped nipple. The contact caused Callie to arch her back. Feeling Arizona's mouth suck her nipple with fervor the brunette begin to moan.

As Arizona continued her ministrations, Callie's long tanned fingers found the entrance to Arizona's center and effortlessly slipped inside. The blonde doctor released the now pebbled nipple and groaned. Arizona arched her back so that her hips would bear down on Callie's hand.

The blonde slid three fingers easily into Callie's hot channel. They pumped inside one another while tongues dueled in wild abandon.

The blonde grinder herself harder against Callie's hand as the brunette pushed in deeper. Arizona's legs shook, her swollen belly rolled as she panted and tried to hold herself upright. Arizona climaxed and her release was became too much. "Stop. I can't take it," Arizona shouted. But, Callie kept after her, drawing one more screaming excursion into shuddering surrender from the blonde's gorgeous form.

The cries as another orgasm ripped through Arizona's body...brought tears to Callie's eyes. She wanted to make her wife feel good. "Oh God baby, you're going to kill me," Arizona moaned as they continued to pump in and out of the one another's soaking cores.

Arizona's fingers pressed in deeper causing Callie moan louder. Callie felt deliciously filled. It was absolute bliss to feel Arizona's fingers buried deep inside her, and working to bring her over the edge.

Breaking from the long kiss they shared, Arizona called out, "Oh God! I'm gonna come again."

The profession caused the brunette's back to arch. "Me too," was all Callie managed to say before both sets of fingers curved forward pumping harder and faster. Arizona was the first to scream out her ecstasy.

Callie immediately followed. She was unable to stop the declaration which spewed from her lips, "God yes. Please!" Callie's animalistic grunt erupted from her chest. Arizona felt the brunette's inner walls grip her fingers tightly one last time as Callie screamed out her pleasure.

Arizona smiled at the feeling of Callie's center pulsing around her digits. When their muscles finally relaxed, both slowly slid out of one another.

Arizona lay beside Callie as their breaths continued to slow. The brunette's arm rested around her waist as they basked in silence. Tonight had been such a beautiful night as they rekindled the passion they once had. It was a night where two souls became one again. Two souls connected...a feeling of love and trust hung in the air.

Callie's heart burst with joy tonight. Her beautiful wife had given her the most fierce devotion tonight that anyone ever had. Yes, Callie had been difficult today. And yes, Arizona had every reason to be upset with her behavior. However, there was no sign of the blonde being anything but blissfully happy. Because, she loved Callie and no matter what...she would faithfully be by her side.

Arizona buried her face into the soft tanned neck as she cried. Feeling the tears on her skin, Callie notices that she too has a few tears of her own coming down. A long finger hooked under a small pale chin so that ocean blue eyes can look into brown orbs.

As she lay in her wife's arms, Arizona whispered, "I love you. I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I've ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, everyday we are together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours."

"Nobody can predict the future. You just have to give your all to the relationship you're in and do your best to take care of your partner, communicate and give them every last drop of love you have. I think one of the most important things in a relationship is caring for your significant other through good times and bad." -Nick Cannon

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