Set sometime after 12x05.
"Hey," Callie breathed, suddenly alone with only Arizona. She didn't know how to raise the subject of what she'd recently learned: that Arizona still loved her — really, really loved her — and that she still loved Arizona.
"Hey," Arizona whispered, hesitantly looking up to meet her ex-wife's eyes. Since she'd finally confessed her ever-present feelings to Callie the week before, she'd been avoiding her like the plague. Callie had walked away, after all. And, sure, she'd been paged, but still.
She'd hadn't given an answer.
And Arizona wasn't sure if she wanted one. She wasn't sure she could bear it.
Callie was still with Penny, anyway. Wasn't she?
Callie cleared her throat, hesitantly looking into nervous blue eyes. "What do you think of Penny? Honestly."
Arizona's heart sank. Of course. Callie wanted to introduce Perfect, Pretty Penny to Sofia, or she wanted to move in with her, or she wanted to propose to her, even. Of course. Fighting the tears suddenly stinging her eyes, she fought her jealousy and pain. Penny…made Callie happy. And wasn't that all Arizona had ever wanted for her?
Callie's eyes widened and she worried her bottom lip between her teeth: waiting.
"She's…" Arizona shook her head: fighting, fighting, fighting. "She's perfect," she finished. That was what Callie wanted to hear, wasn't it?
Callie raised her eyebrows, and Arizona prattled on. "I mean, she makes you happy, right? And you like her — maybe even love her — so she has to be pretty perfect, righ-"
"I love you," Callie interrupted, putting the blonde out of her misery. "And I ended things with her."
Arizona's eyebrows flew up to her hairline, because what? What had Callie just said? "Wait…"
"You said you loved me," Callie continued. "Still."
Slowly, Arizona nodded. She had said that. It was true.
"And I still love you. Because you make me happy."
Arizona's heart took off in her chest. She had desperately ached to hear those words for the past two years. She had been waiting. And she would have waited her entire life, if need be. "But what about…" she paused, not quite understanding. Callie had been into Penny. Really into her. "What about Penny?"
Callie sighed patiently, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. What did she have to do to prove to Arizona how all in she was? She wanted a life with Arizona. A whole life. Together. Forever. "You're right. She was pretty close to being perfect. And you're not." She offered the blonde a loving smile to soften the harshness of her words.
But Arizona couldn't smile back. Not yet. She felt every fiber of her being buzzing in anticipation. And fear. "I'm not," she agreed. And it was true. But, well, neither was Callie.
"I know," Callie nodded, stepping forward and finally breaking through the invisible wall that had separated them for so long. She proffered her hand, palm up, and after a minute of hesitation, Arizona took it, instantly intertwining their fingers. She was sure that Callie heard her exhale a shaky breath as she attempted to slow her suddenly fluttering heart.
Callie squeezed her porcelain hand, obsidian eyes locked with topaz, breathing, "But you're perfect for me."