"Hey," Arizona smiled softly, leaning against the doorway to her daughter's room. "How's it going?"

"I can't believe we broke up," Sofia lamented. She knew it had been the right thing to do, but still, Ryan had been her first boyfriend. So she still felt a little heartbroken by it.

Arizona hummed in sympathy, walking toward Sofia's bed and sitting on the end. "You'll kiss a lot of frogs before you meet your prince."

Sofia raised her eyebrows in amusement.

"Not kiss!" Arizona protectively corrected herself. "Meet. You'll meet a lot of frogs." She did not want to think about her 15-year-old kissing anyone, let alone lots of people.

Sofia giggled devilishly. "Right. Meet."

Arizona rolled her eyes, but with affection. "You're forgetting that you don't get to kiss anyone who doesn't meet your mom's approval." Callie was insistent that she meet any boy Sofia had a crush on.

This time, it was Sofia who rolled her eyes. "She's crazy," she grumbled.

"She loves you," Arizona corrected.

It was then that Callie, who had been walking down the hallway, stopped at Sofia's bedroom door. "Hey," she smiled genuinely at the sight of her two favorite people sitting on Sof's bed. "What are you two talking about?" She walked over and sat beside Arizona, her hand immediately and soothingly running down her back.

"Talking about boys," Sofia sighed.

Callie sympathetically pouted out her lower lip. "I'm sorry about Ryan, sweetie."

Sofia shrugged, making a valiant attempt at being okay. "It's fine."

Callie and Arizona shared a look, unconvinced.

"Is there anything we can do to help?" Arizona asked thoughtfully. "Or to help you sleep?"

Sofia shook her head momentarily, then paused, thinking. There was one thing that always seemed to make her feel better. At least it always had, when she was younger. "Can you tell me your story?"

Arizona's eyes widened, and Callie groaned, leaning her head onto Arizona's shoulder. "Again? You have it memorized!"

Sofia shrugged self-consciously. "Not completely," she defended weakly.

Callie and Arizona realized that, clearly, their daughter was more upset than she was letting on. After all, it was her very first break up. And – mutual or not – it was bound to hurt.

"Sure," Arizona surrendered, willing to do whatever it took to make her little girl feel better.

"But if you want to be babied, then we're all snuggling. Just like old times," Callie added.

Sofia blanched. "Seriously?"

Callie smiled wickedly. "Those are our terms." She and Sofia silently challenged each other with their eyes as Arizona looked on in amusement, wondering who would crack first.

Finally, it was Sofia. "Fine," she surrendered, kicking off her blankets and setting a pillow on either side of her, silently inviting her moms over.

With a sense of victory, Callie and Arizona settled on either side of Sof, cuddling against her and against each other.

"Tell me the real story, this time," Sofia insisted. "You can't just keep telling me that, when you finally met, it was true love's kiss. I know it's not that simple."

Arizona shrugged, her eyes instantaneously meeting Callie's for a long moment. "It kind of was for me."

Callie grinned, clasping their hands together behind Sof's head.

"Yeah," Callie agreed. "My entire life felt hard until your mom came along. She made everything simple."

"For a while, anyway," Arizona added regretfully.

Callie squeezed her hand reassuringly. "Loving you was never complicated. Everything else was."

Sofia settled deeper into the bed, closing her eyes. "I'm waiting for my story."

Arizona poked her side. "So demanding."

"Hey!" Sofia screeched before her mom could go full-on tickle monster on her.

"Fine," Arizona sighed. "Where does the story start?"

Sofia looked up at her. "You saw mom."

"Right," Arizona smiled, her eyes meeting Callie's. "I saw her."

Even having known and loved Arizona for seventeen years, Callie felt her cheeks flush at the way her wife looked at her.

"And she was beautiful," Arizona insisted.

"Awwww," came the comment from the peanut gallery, though, in truth, Sofia loved her mom's cheesiness. Her parents seemed to live a real-life fairy tale.

"And so I asked about her," Arizona continued, ignoring Sofia's interruption. "And everyone at the hospital had a lot to say. But what I remember most was everyone saying how much she cared. One nurse told me about how she would always follow up with former patients a week, a month, and a year later, just to see how they were doing."

Callie smirked. "I still do that."

Arizona grinned. "I know." Turning back to look at Sofia, she whispered, "I was smitten."

Sofia giggled, as she peeked at Callie, whose eyes were trained on Arizona's face, watching her intently. "Sooo," she prompted. "Then what happened?"

"Then she kissed me," Callie explained. "I was upset, and she strode in like a knight in shining armor."

Sofia's jaw dropped. "You never told me that!" She turned to Arizona. "You kissed her before she even knew who you were?"

Arizona laughed, and Callie defended, "I knew her."

Arizona looked up, wide-eyed. This was news to her.

With an amused smile, Callie's gaze fell onto Arizona's face. "Bailey had mentioned the 'obnoxiously perky new peds surgeon,'" she expanded. "But I hadn't expected her to be like that."

"Like what?" Arizona teased, but in truth, she was curious.

"Hot," Callie responded simply, her voice dropping an octave.

Arizona felt herself blush. Callie had such power over her, even after so much time.

"Ew," Sofia commented, throwing her blanket over her face. "You guys are old."

Arizona frowned, and Callie glared at her daughter, making her blood run ice cold. One thing she did not like was Sofia's teenage attitude. "We can leave," she threatened.

"No!" Sof exclaimed. "Sorry. Keep going."

Satisfied with the apology, Callie nodded her head, reaching down to affectionately tuck a lock of hair behind her daughter's ear. "Then we started dating."

"And fell in love," Arizona added.

"And had you," Callie finished, purposefully skipping over the 'no kids' fights, the shooting, and two painful, painful breakups.

"With Daddy," Sofia commented, though, really, it was more of a question.

"With Daddy," Arizona agreed. "But that part of the story will have to wait for a different day."

"Whyyy?" Sofia whined.

Callie chuckled. "Because it's already ten, and it's a looong story."

"Fine," Sofia relented gruffly.

Callie and Arizona shared a knowing smirk, and then Arizona continued, "And, then, once you and Mom healed from the car crash, we got married."

"And it wasn't legal, yet," Callie added. "But we promised to love each other forever. It was real to us."

Arizona nodded in agreement. It had been.

"Until you got divorced," Sofia guessed. She knew that part of her parents' journey.

"No," Arizona corrected. "Until the plane crash. That made loving each other a lot harder."

Callie bit her lip. "A lot harder," she breathed. That was true both due to her own depression and decisions and to Arizona's subsequent depression, PTSD, and decisions.

"Why?" Sofia knit her eyebrows together in curiosity, looking exactly like Callie, for a moment.

Arizona shrugged in resignation, feeling a jolt of sadness flow through her even at the memories. "We both broke our promises," she lamented. She had forgiven herself for cheating years before – and so had Callie – but still. A part of her still couldn't believe she'd done it.

Noticing Arizona's inner turmoil at the memory, Callie reached over Sofia to set her hand on Arizona's thigh. "And then we broke up."

"Why?" Sofia pressed.

"It's not part of the fairy tale," Arizona assured her, avoiding the question. "Trust me, honey."

"But then we got back together!" Callie added reassuringly.

"Until we got divorced," Arizona finished, looking down at Sofia. "You still remember living at two different houses for a while, right?"

Sofia nodded. "But why did you divorce?"

Callie sighed. "We still hadn't forgiven each other for breaking those promises. We needed time to figure out who we were and what we wanted."

Arizona nodded in agreement. The people they'd dated during that time were, thankfully, so irrelevant in retrospect. It was almost funny how much Penny had bothered her once. She absent-mindedly ran her fingers down Sofia's arm, thinking. "And I figured out that I wanted your mom back."

Callie grinned at Arizona. "And I figured out that I wanted you."

Arizona grinned back, then leaned down and kissed Sofia's head. "And then we lived happily ever after."

Sofia giggled, then complained, "You only told me the good parts!"

"We told you more than we used to!" Callie defended.

Sofia crossed her arms over her chest, pouting, "I want more."

"And I want a nicer daughter, but we can't all get what we want," Callie countered, half-jokingly.

"Mom!" Sofia exclaimed, offended.

"Callie!" Arizona chided. She pulled Sofia closer. "She's kidding. We love you just the way you are."

"That's true," Callie agreed, becoming serious. "And we really are sorry about Ryan.

Sofia exhaled loudly. "Me, too." Then, curiously, she asked, "How many times did you break up?"

"Four times," Arizona answered immediately. She made a face. "Well, three and a half."

"But you're in love now?" Sofia intoned.

Arizona nodded, setting her hand over the one still resting over her thigh. "We are."

"And you're not going to break up again?" she pressed.

Callie shook her head, promising her daughter, "Never."

"But how do you know?" Sofia interrogated, still not completely convinced.

"Because we understand each other better now," Callie explained honestly. "And we communicate. And listen. And work harder. And forgive. And because we know that there's nothing better out there."

Arizona nodded in agreement, then winked at Sofia and whispered conspiratorially, "And because she's my prince."

Sofia giggled, thinking back to their earlier conversation, and Callie scoffed.

"Sorry," Arizona corrected herself, smirking slyly. "Princess."

"I prefer goddess," Callie insisted.

Arizona smiled contently. "That, too."

Callie smiled back, feeling a warmth fill her that never seemed to abate entirely, these days. She forced herself to break her eyes away from Arizona's and looked down at Sof. "Are you going to be able to sleep, now?" she asked worriedly.

Sofia nodded sleepily. "Mm hm. Much better now." She popped an eye open. "But I want the full story later."

Callie laughed. "In a few years, maybe."

Arizona chuckled, working on extracting herself from the sheets in order to let a very tired teenager sleep.

Standing up, Callie leaned down over Sofia, kissing her daughter's sweet-smelling head. "We love you. I promise you'll get your happy ending eventually."

"Even if it takes breaking up four times," Sofia groaned.

Arizona laughed lightly, leaning down to place her own chaste kiss against Sof's hair. "Exactly. Whatever work it takes, it'll be worth it one day."

Sofia nodded, snuggling more deeply into her covers. "Mmkay," she exhaled. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight," Callie and Arizona chorused, switching off the lamp and tip-toeing out of the room, shutting the door behind them.

Once in the hallway, Arizona turned and smiled tenderly at Callie.

"What?" Callie knit her eyebrows together, a whisper of a smile still adorning her face.

"We got our happy ending," Arizona repeated, her voice filled with nothing but wonder.

Callie's lips turned up into a heart-stopping smile as her hands came up to wrap around Arizona's waist. "We did."

Dimpling, Arizona lifted her hands to Callie's face, pulling it toward her.

Callie more than willingly ducked her head, covering pink lips with her own and reveling in the feeling of them melting into each other.

God, life was good. And they lived happily ever after, indeed.