How Callie begins hating Arizona (post breakup/6x22)

After Arizona kissed her in the elevator, Callie really didn't want to be alone.

She was heartbroken. Heartbroken.

She was in love with Arizona. That she knew. She loved this woman and could imagine a future with her. At least, she could until the issue of children came up. Because Callie wanted kids and Arizona didn't. It was simple as that.

Not having kids was a deal breaker. It wasn't something you could compromise.

Callie had just...always wanted to be a mom. She had to be.

And Arizona had never imagined kids to be in her future. They weren't part of her dream. She couldn't ask Callie to sacrifice her needs, and she couldn't sacrifice their own. They were stuck at an impasse, so they broke up. They were in love, but it no longer made sense for them to be together. They had no future.

Wiping at the tears running down her face, Callie stumbled up the stairs to her floor. When she got there, she paused. She knocked on Mark's door.

"One sec!" she heard from inside.

Mark swung open the door. He had only gotten home a few minutes before, rushing out of the hospital after his speech to Lexie.

"Callie?" he asked when he noticed his best friend's expression.

She just looked up at him. "Can I come in?" she snuffled.

Mark opened the door wider, allowing her to walk through before he shut it.

"What happened?" he asked seriously. "Do I need to kick Robbins' ass?"

Callie made an attempt at a chuckle before collapsing onto his couch. Mark sat down beside her and wrapped his arm around her.

Callie leaned into him. "She kissed me."

Mark pulled away to look at her expression. "You just broke up."

"I know. It was in the elevator. She kissed me then rushed off. And I wanted to run after her, Mark. I still do."

Mark sighed. "I think I proposed to Lexie."

"What?" Callie screeched.

He shrugged self-consciously.

"Wow," Callie processed. "What'd she say?"

"Nothing. Yet."

"Wow," Callie shook her head in disbelief. "But, what do I do about Arizona? I love her, Mark."

Mark crossed his arms, thinking. "I know. And you really tried to talk yourself out of not wanting kids so you could stay together."

"I did," Callie agreed.

"What about Arizona, though?"

"What about her?" Callie pressed, confused.

"Did she try? To imagine what it would be like to change for you?"

Callie stilled, just looking at Mark.

"Come on, Cal! I've seen you trying to convince yourself that you don't need kids to be happy. And it was hard for you. Did Arizona try to convince herself that she could be happy with kids because she'd have you?"

Callie took a second to think, pondering the details of the last few weeks.

Mark shook his head. "She didn't even try, huh?"

Callie swallowed, then slowly shook her head.

"Callie," Mark began gingerly. "She's selfish. You deserve better."

Callie nodded eagerly in an attempt to believe her best friend's words. "Yeah!" she proclaimed. "I do!"

"Damn right you do! So get pissed. Robbins sucks. You deserve much better."

Callie continued nodding as the anger began to set in.

"You don't want to run after someone so selfish, do you?" Mark pressed.

"No way," Callie agreed solemnly. Mark was right! Arizona had been selfish! Callie was pissed.

"There we go!" Mark threw up his hands. "One problem solved. We hate your ex-girlfriend's guts." He grabbed his laptop off the coffee table. "Now, do you want to watch porn with me or something? I'm lonely."

Callie threw back her head and laughed before striding out his door. "Thanks for the pep talk, Mark! I feel better!" she called over her shoulder.

She walked through her own door and sighed. Mark— who may be perverted— was also right! Arizona hadn't even tried to be thoughtful of her dream. She felt the newfound anger course through her. It felt a lot better than heartbreak.