A/N – Thank you everyone for you kind reviews and alerts, you keep me motivated and inspired. It's finally time to meet the stalker... Warning this chapter contains violence.

Chapter 22

Music can be heard playing over chatter around them. Some of the younger benefactors taking the time to hit the makeshift dance floor while the more esteemed talk business. All the speeches have been made after they all enjoyed an amazing five-course meal. Preston Burke sure doesn't spare any expense only the best will do for his guests.

Arizona is off to the side overlooking the crowd. A new full glass of champagne appears in front of her face. She turns to find Alex holding it out for her.

"What did you break?"

"What I can't do something nice without alternative motives?" He leans against the back wall next to her taking a drink from his own glass. Pulling the glass away from his lips he lets out a content sigh before reaching up and readjusting his tie.

"Pretty much," Arizona says with a shrug.

"Okay usually that's true but not this time." Arizona looks at him trying to figure out if he is lying or not. Concluding he is in fact telling the truth she takes a sip of champagne going back to her people watching. "Did you enjoy your small food?" Alex asks with a scrunched-up face clearly not impressed.

"I did actually, it looked almost too pretty to eat." She can't pronounce half the stuff she ate but it was delicious and that's all that matters.

"All these stiffs sure enjoy their fancy artsy food but I still prefer a burger and fries, or a pizza, or nachos, or…" He says with a dreamy look on his face, his mouth already watering at just the thought of the greasy food.

"Okay I get it, this fine cuisine was lost on your unsophisticated palette."

"Holy crap you're even starting to sound like them!" She slaps his arm, but can't contain her smile.

"Shut up you oaf."

They both stand in silence watching the room. Alex looks over at the blonde finding her eyes glued to her girlfriend talking to a short young man wearing oversized glasses and his hair glistening from far too much hair gel, they are clearly deep in a discussion about something very important to them both. Alex watches as Arizona's eyes are glued to the singer tracking her as she moves across the room.

"Ugh, you two are gross." He says making Arizona blush and suddenly finding the floor very interesting. "I can see you two in a couple of years in a big old house with a bunch of kids chasing after the dogs and giving your ugly nanny a hard time." Arizona smiles at the pretty picture Alex is painting of their future, but when his words register with her she frowns.

"Wait, why an ugly nanny?"

"Because it's a well-established rule among the rich and famous that you get an ugly nanny if you love your wife and a hot one if you don't." Arizona starts to laugh, she should have figured it was something like that. "That's going to be one ugly nanny." He says bumping her shoulder playfully. A throat clearing makes their heads snap to the side. They find Callie standing there smiling at Arizona as she reaches her hand out to the blonde.

"Is it okay if I steal her away for a minute, I am not done showing her off yet?" She asks with a bright smile. Arizona looks over at Alex not wanting to just leave him standing all alone.

"Go." He nudges her closer to Callie. "Besides that blonde over there has been checking me out and I think it's time for a romantic walk through the courtyard don't you think?" He says with a smirk making his way out of the room. Arizona rolls her eyes before lacing her arm through Callie's as they start to make their way back through the crowd.

"So I saw you talking to Jonathan, was he being a pain like usual?" Arizona asks Callie to lets out a sigh before shaking her head.

"Just Jonathan being Jonathan." Jonathan Rodriguez self-proclaimed movie critic, just because his father is a well-known movie producer he believes he is all-knowing when it comes to the film industry.

"Don't tell me he ruined another movie for you, it took forever to get you over the Indiana Jones incident."

"He knew it was one of my favorite movies and he still ruined it for me."

"What movie did he go after this time?"

"Toy Story," Callie says with a scowl.

"Toy Story, seriously? What's wrong with Toy Story it's a classic?"

"Apparently one of the main plotlines is the fact that Buzz Lightyear doesn't believe he is a toy but an actual astronaut."

"Okay and?"

"Then why does he freeze every time Andy walks into the room like all the other toys?" Arizona stops walking and looks at Callie her face set in concentration.

"Dammit, Jonathan!" She says annoyed. "Hey, maybe he has narcolepsy?"

"An astronaut with narcolepsy that should be interesting." She jokes pulling Arizona along back towards Addison and her new 'friend'.

Callie and Arizona are busy getting to know Jake a little better and they have to admit he is a pretty nice guy and he almost seems perfect for Addison. The redhead having known him all of ten minutes is already acting like a love-struck teenager hanging off of his every word.

Despite not wanting to come tonight Callie is actually having a good time, talking to old friends, dancing with her girlfriend, and effectively avoiding the blonde woman she has dreaded running into. But speak of the devil and she will appear.

"Well if it isn't little Cinderella at the ball." Arizona feels Callie's body stiffen next to her, turning around Callie comes face to face with the blonde.

"Erica." She says flatly. "What are you doing here?"

"You know me I can never say no to a good party." Callie rolls her eyes. "Besides I knew you would be here and I wanted to talk to you after how we left things the last time we spoke."

"Please don't patronize me. You're only here for your own gain, a room full of powerful people is like a dream come true for you. What are you hoping to find another sucker you can use until you get what you need and then leave them standing alone in a parking lot?"

"Come on Callie what happened between us was a long time ago, don't you think it's time you forgive at forget?"

"I have already forgiven you, Erica," Callie says honestly looking into her cold blue eyes. "Now I am just trying to forget you." They just stare at each other. Callie is not backing down this time she is done rolling over and letting Erica walk all over her. Erica gets a devilish smirk on her face.

"Kitty got claws. Maybe I did manage to teach you something after all." Jake grabs Addison's wrist when she tries to step forward. He shakes his head at her telling her not to get involved.

"I'm nothing like you!" Callie's sudden outburst just makes Erica's smirk grow. Callie clenches her fists at her sides. Arizona sees Callie is ready to rip Erica's head off at any second, she places her hand on the small of Callie's back.

"Your right Erica," Arizona says making both singers' attention snap to her. "You did teach Callie something. You taught her what kind of person you truly are. But see the difference between you and Callie and well everyone else here is natural-born talent. Unlike you who had to step on others just to make everyone believe you are good enough to play in the big leagues. But the truth is you not you're just a sad, lonely, bitter woman who needs to bring down everyone else just to feel better about your own miserable life." Everyone is quiet just looking between the two blondes.

"Wow, that's deep," Erica says mockingly placing her hand over her heart.

"Well, I guess when you're shallow everything is deep," Arizona says and by the look on Erica's face, her comment has clearly hit a nerve.

"You little bitch!" Erica steps forward but stops when a booming voice behind her calls her name.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you, Erica." She turns around to find nonother other than Preston Burke standing behind her. "Everyone is having such a good time it would be a shame if I would have to have you removed from the party." He says casually.

She looks at all of them trying to figure out if it's worth getting kicked out for. The need to keep a good public image winning out in the end, she turns around and walks away from the group.

"There really isn't a word to describe that woman," Addison says annoyed.

"How about a Caucasian female? At least that's what the coroner's report is going to say." Callie says earning a smile from the redhead.

Preston takes a sip of his champagne letting out an approved sound. "You all enjoy the rest of your night." Preston nods at them before leaving to mingle with some of his other guests.

Arizona takes Callie's hand squeezing it.

"I could use some fresh air, care to join me?" Callie nods before excuses themselves and walking out the main door heading for the courtyard.

-x-x-

Bailey has always found these type of parties pretty boring, all people talk about is how great they are and what their latest accomplishment is. Pretending to listen to yet another such story she sees three very familiar faces run into the room.

"You have got to be kidding me." She says to herself.

"Excuse me?" The man asks.

"Oh, sorry will you please excuse me." Without waiting for an answer she starts moving towards the three looking bewildered through the crowd searching for someone. "What the hell are you doing here?" April jumps when Bailey suddenly appears next to her.

"Bailey thank goodness, where is Callie?" Lexie asks.

"I don't know I'm not her babysitter."

"Bailey please it's very important we find her as soon as possible." Eli pleads with her. Bailey studies their faces.

"I think I saw her and Arizona heading towards the courtyard a few minutes ago." The three of them start running in the direction, Bailey wanting to know what all the fuss is about follows them.

-x-x-

The courtyard is truly beautiful, they move between the columns looking at all the beautifully kept plants scattered around them. Arizona stops in front of the fountain in the middle of the courtyard. She closes her eyes letting the sound of the flowing water calm her. Strong arms circle her waist as a warm body presses up against her back. Arizona relaxes back into her girlfriend's embrace. A kiss against her neck makes her let out a content sigh.

"Are you always going to stand up to the big bad wolf for me?" Her voice vibrating against Arizona's neck sends a shiver down her back.

"Of course, someone has to do something about that big head of hers. It's starting to get its own gravitational pull." Turning around in Callie's arms they smile brightly at each other. "I'm not going to let that wretched woman destroy our night, because we are celebrating."

"And what exactly are we celebrating?" Callie asks running her hands up and down Arizona's arms.

"My amazing girlfriend did the most unbelievable job on her world tour and I think that is something worth celebrating."

"Sounds like a good reason to me." She pulls Arizona closer for a kiss but the blonde pulls back just before Callie can connect their lips.

"There is one more thing?" Arizona steps out of her embrace and starts to shift nervously from foot to foot.

"You're pregnant?" Callie jokes making Arizona raise an eyebrow at her.

"Babe you are good but not that good."

"Oh, we'll see," Callie says smugly wiggling her eyebrows making Arizona smile feeling some of her nerves disappear. Arizona wrings her hands together before taking a deep and looking back up at Callie.

"Do you remember Dr. Charlotte King from St. Ambrose Hospital?"

"Of course, she was the doctor on my case when I was poisoned." That is not something you forget very easily.

"I got an email from her the other day." Arizona runs a nervous hand through her hair. Callie looks at her confused but Arizona continues quickly. "She offered me a job. The Head of Pediatric surgery at St. Ambrose tragically passed away after he suffered a heart attack and she… she offered me the job."

"Arizona that's incredible!" Callie says beaming at her girlfriend. She always knew Arizona is an amazing surgeon and clearly she is not the only one that thinks so.

"Of course I will only be consulting in the beginning but I will get to run my own department and soon I'll be back to operating again."

"Arizona I am so happy for you this is amazing!" She pulls Arizona closer kissing her, pouring all of her love for this incredible woman into the kiss. "Wait does that mean I have to start looking for a new assistant?"

Arizona nods leaning forward for another kiss. "But an ugly one."

"What?" Callie asks to chuckle.

"Never mind," Arizona says waving her hand in dismissal. Resting her forehead against Callie's she whispers. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"Now isn't this just precious."

They both snap their heads to the new arrival leaning against one of the columns looking at them. Callie huffs great just what she needs right now. Is everyone she dislikes going to show up tonight or just the really annoying ones? Looking annoyed at the blonde trying to figure out what she wants but then it hits her. She can feel her heart rate speed up. Shit. This is not good!

"What are you doing here?" Callie asks stepping slightly in front of Arizona.

"Callie who is this?" Arizona asks confused at her girlfriend's sudden change.

"Sorry, how rude of me." The woman steps closer but stops when Callie forces Arizona to take a step back. She turns her attention to the woman standing behind the singer. "I was Callie's previous assistant, Leah Murphy."

"She is also the stalker," Callie says making Arizona grab onto her bicep.

"You finally figured it out." She says smugly.

"What do you want Leah?"

"You are one tough singer to kill Cal I'll give you that, surviving a falling stage light, rat poison… but this time I'm not taking any chances." Callie's eye catches the weapon in her hands.

"Arizona," She says cautiously. "I'm going to need you to step to the side."

"Callie no," Arizona says fear filling her voice holding on tighter to Callie's arm.

"Arizona just listen to me please." She almost begs but never taking her eyes off of Leah. The last thing she wants to do is leave Callie's side, but the desperation in the singer's voice forces Arizona to slowly releases her grip on Callie reluctantly taking a few steps to the side. Callie breathes a sigh of relief once Arizona is safely out of the line of fire. She turns her full attention to the very angry woman standing in front of her. "Why are you doing this Leah, what did I ever do to you?"

"Isn't it obvious? You were born!" She yells pointing the gun at her, Callie immediately lifts her hands trying not to set the crazed woman off. "If it wasn't for your rich daddy buying your way to the top - it should be me on that stage! You stole it from me!"

"My dad didn't buy me this, I worked for this! I worked hard, I didn't use other people to make a success of my career."

"It worked for Erica." The blonde deadpans. "And once you're out of the picture I'm going to take back what should rightfully be mine."

"No!" Callie hears the horrified cry of her girlfriend, and then she sees Leah's finger move to the trigger. Callie closes her eyes waiting for the inevitable.

BANG!

It feels like everything is moving in slow motion. She feels her body falling to the cobblestone floor beneath her. This is not how it was supposed to end. There are still so many things she never got to do, she never got to say. A baby niece or nephew she will never get to meet. She will never get to see Addison when she finally gets her fairytale wedding. Never again will she hear her band arguing about the most meaningless things. Arizona. A future with Arizona that now has been stolen from her. Her right side makes rough contact with the ground sending a shockwave through her body.

Silence.

Nothing but silence, but there is no pain. All she feels is soft arms surrounding her. Slowly her hazed mind starts to take account of everything. She is okay, even if it feels like she is not breathing – she is alive. Carefully she opens her eyes, almost afraid of what she might see. Her heart drops into her stomach at the horrific sight that greets her. Blonde hair sprawled out on the hard floor strands covered in blood.

"Arizona." She whispers.

Snapping out of her dazed state she sits up looking at the still body of her girlfriend on the floor next to her. Her head is tilted to the side with blood running over her beautiful face. A shaky hand moves the red-stained hair from her face.

"No, no, no, Arizona!" She pleads to shake her shoulder trying to get her to wake up. "Arizona please wake up. Please I need you to open your eyes for me."

Slowly heavy eyelids start to flutter open. "Callie," She chokes out.

"Oh my... you…" Callie leans down kissing her needing to feel her breath against her. She feels wetness on her cheeks she doesn't know when she started to cry but she doesn't care because Arizona is alive. Pulling back she looks down at those blue eyes never more relieved to see them looking back at her. Quickly she rakes her eyes over the rest of her small body not being able to see any other injuries.

Callie's head snaps back to where the shot was just fired from finding Leah flat on the ground with Alex on top of her having tackled her to the ground. Eli and Bailey run towards Alex, Eli quickly grabbing the gun that fell to the floor.

"My head." Callie's attention goes back to her bleeding girlfriend. Arizona touches the left side of her head pulling away from her hand she sees it covered in blood. "Well, that can't be good." She looks up at Callie. "It's going to stain my new dress." Callie musters up a relieved smile. Looking down she examines the cut where Arizona slammed her head into the floor, its deep but could have been a lot worse.

"Does anything else hurt?"

"No, just my head," Arizona says putting all her energy into sitting up but the movement makes her stomach turn.

"Are you okay?" A frightened Lexie asks kneeling next to the two.

"I think I have a concussion," Arizona says trying to get her eyes to focus on the spinning room.

"Callie?"

"I'm fine. She didn't hit us."

"Callie!" She hears Bailey call to her where they have pulled Alex off of Leah. Eli has restrained Leah and is busy escorting her out of the courtyard as she is doing her best to get out of his hold. Bailey is kneeling next to the bodyguard who isn't moving. Callie looks back down at Arizona then up at Lexie.

"Go I've got her." Getting up Callie runs to Bailey's side, finding her manager leaning over Alex using both her hands to apply pressure to his left shoulder.

"Alex." She says scared of seeing the blood seeping through Bailey's fingers.

"I finally g-got to do my j-job boss." He says with a forced smile through the pain.

"A little too well I would say." She jokes back trying to keep his spirit up.

Lexie comes to a stop next to them with Arizona hanging onto her side. As soon as Arizona sees her friend hurt and blood already starting to pool under his body, her doctor instincts take over needing to help him. She is not going to let him die like this.

"April call 911, now!"

Arizona crouches down next to him, she lifts Bailey's hands off of his shoulder to assess the damage. There is a bullet hole in his left shoulder with no exit wound. Placing her hands back over the wound she tells Bailey to apply as much pressure as she can to stop the never-ending bleeding.

"H-how bad is it?" Alex asks watching Arizona's face closely.

"For a tough guy like you, this is barely a scratch. Besides you only need one arm anyway." She says trying to keep him talking to her needing him to stay awake.

"Wa-watch it Robbins." She winks at him before moving her fingers to the side of his cold neck to feel his pulse. She looks across to Bailey whispering. "His pulse is weak we need to get him to a hospital fast." He is already having trouble keeping his eyes open.

"The ambulance is on its way you're going to be fine, you just stay with me Karev you hear?" Bailey says only getting a weak nod in response.

-x-x-

The hospital is quiet for this time of night, mostly nurses and doctors roaming down the long halls. Callie is sitting in her chair staring off into space. The doctor examined her when they first arrived at the hospital ignoring her when she tried to tell them she was fine but they finally gave her the all-clear. Arizona was right about having a concussion, she also had to get stitches to close the nasty cut above her left eyebrow. When they weren't being poked and prodded at by doctors they were being questioned by police forcing them to relive the whole ordeal. Thankfully they were given clean scrubs to wear instead of their bloody dresses. News about the injured bodyguard spread like wildfire and the entire band was waiting for them at the hospital before the ambulance even arrived. Now everyone is sitting in the waiting room anxious for news about their friend. It has been hours since they arrived at the hospital and Alex was rushed into surgery.

Bailey walks into the waiting room making everyone stand up and start asking questions at the same time. She holds up her hands silencing them all.

"He is fine. He is out of surgery, they were able to remove the bullet with minimum nerve damage. He did however lose a lot of blood but the doctors expect him to make a full recovery." Everyone breathes a sigh of relief.

"We are going to head back to the hotel if anyone would like a ride?" Addison says as Jake wraps his arm around her shoulders.

"Yes, take Torres and Robbins with you." Bailey answers for them.

"No, I want to stay," Callie says to Bailey. Looking around them Bailey grabs the singer by the arm pulling around the corner out of earshot.

"You are not staying here."

"Alex just got shot, Miranda!" Callie's last nerve is hanging by a tiny thread, but Bailey is not backing down either.

"Exactly! He got shot because someone was aiming a gun at you. Now you all got lucky tonight that it didn't end with somebody in a body bag. I know you care about Alex but there is nothing more you can do here, besides I will stay here all night with him so he is not going to be alone. So, no you are not staying here, you're going to go back to the hotel and you are going to take care of your girlfriend and I will keep you updated. Okay." It wasn't a question.

-x-x-

The drive from the hospital back to the hotel is quiet, both staring out of their own windows. The night's event replaying in their minds. Looking at the street lights Arizona catches her reflection in the window the seeing the cut on her head. Taking a deep breath she forces herself not to think of what could have happened if Alex hadn't shown up. This whole time the stalker has just been phantom hiding behind cryptic notes. Nothing more than a nightmare, a nightmare that came to its full horrifying glory tonight.

You are one tough singer to kill.

Their room is dark, the only light coming from the sliver moonlight shining through the bedroom window. There is still make-up and random shoes scattered around the room they left lying around in a hurry to get ready for the gala. Looking back now they can't seem to see what all the rush was for. Arizona drops the bag on the couch with their stained dresses while Callie walks over to the minibar pulling out a little bottle. With her back to Arizona, she unscrews the top emptying its contents in one go. The liquid burns her throat on the way down, she drops the empty bottle onto the table.

"Callie," That one word is enough for all of the tension of the night to reach its breaking point.

"What the hell were you thinking?" She asks gripping the edge of the table with enough force to turn her knuckles white.

"Excuse me?" Arizona is caught off guard by Callie's intensity. Callie spins around to face the blonde pushing off of the table.

"Why the hell would you jump in front of a loaded gun? Only a crazy person would pull shit like that!" Arizona takes a step forward to come nose to nose with the enraged singer. Callie knows she is picking a fight but she can't help it.

"I wasn't going to let some crazy psycho bitch take another person I love from me. I did what I had to do to protect you."

"You could have died!"

"But I didn't."

"But you could have!"

"If I had to take a bullet to save you I would do it in a heartbeat."

"It's my job to protect you." Arizona looks at her shocked. Registering what she just said Callie opens her mouth but Arizona puts up her hand to silence her.

"Protect me? What the hell am I some stray puppy who needs your saving?"

"I did not say that," Callie says turning around walking to the other side of the room trying to put some distance between them but Arizona is close on her heels.

"Yeah but a little you did." Callie rubs her hand over her face feeling her frustration building.

"You're a good man in a storm." She says after a moment like it will make all of her crazy ramblings make sense.

"Seriously Callie I'm getting whiplash here. First, you need to protect me and now I'm a good man in a storm."

"That's why I need to protect you!" Arizona just looks at her confused. Letting out a frustrated breath Callie sits down on the edge of the bed hanging her head in defeat. "You are a good man in a storm, you put others first no matter your own safety. You're a good man in a storm who will drown trying to save others." Arizona slowly sits down next to her, all of her fight leaving her body. "Do you really think it would have been better for me if you died and I lived?" Callie looks over to her finally making eye contact with her. "That's a fate worse than death."

"I'm sorry," Arizona says barely loud enough to be heard. Callie pulls her into her arms burying her nose into her blonde hair.

"I can't lose you."

"I can't lose you either." She whispers into Callie's chest.

Without a word, Callie takes Arizona's hands and pulls her into the bathroom motioning for her to sit down on the edge of the bathtub while she began to prepare a bath for her. When water is at the perfect temperature Callie helps her into the warm water. Callie sits down on the edge and using the washcloth Callie tilts Arizona's head up starting to clean the remainder of the dried blood off of her face careful not to get her wound wet. Arizona pulls her knees to her chest watching Callie silently, her eyes are focused on her task but her hands are shaking. She runs the cloth over her cheeks down over her neck and finally her chest. When she is done she takes the shampoo pouring some in her hand before starting to wash the blood out of Arizona's hair. Moving her blonde hair out of her face the cut across her forehead comes into view. Callie knows that if that bullet had hit Arizona Leah would have been the one leaving in the body bag. Callie smiles but she is close to tears. Not fighting it she lets them fall, leaning forward she kisses the evidence of Arizona's love for her.

After washing all of the blood off of them they both put on their most comfy pajamas and fall into bed. Callie is snuggled close to Arizona's side her hands in a death grip on her shirt like she might fly away at any second if she lets go. Callie's eyelids flutter she is disparately trying to stay awake with Arizona, because of her concussion Arizona knows that can't go to sleep. Looking up at the ceiling Arizona absentmindedly runs her hand up and down Callie's back.

"I am sorry I freaked out on your earlier, I was just …" A whisper broke through the silence of the room. Not able to look into those blue eyes Callie focuses on the silver pendant around Arizona's neck.

"Scared." Arizona finishes for her.

"Yes." She says just as soft. "I could see in her eyes that she wasn't bluffing."

"You didn't look scared."

"I guess I really am a good actor because I was freaking out on the inside."

"I was scared too," Arizona says and Callie finally looks up to her eyes. "She wanted to take you from me. But I knew I couldn't let that happen because she wouldn't just be taking my friend but my love, my heart, my life… my everything." Even in the dim light of the night, Callie could see the tears sliding down her cheeks, pulling her even closer she kisses them away.

Arizona watches the singer sleeping in her arms, she tried to stay awake with all her might but in the end, the exhaustion of the day knocked her out. Arizona could stay here forever looking at her girlfriend safe in her arms, moving her hand down she intertwines their fingers. Running her thumb over the back of Callie's hand, just needing to feel close to her. For once she is glad to stay awake knowing that her sleep would only be filled with horrible nightmares.

-x-x-

The sun was barely out before Callie and Arizona are walking down the halls of the hospital to Alex's room. True to her word they find Bailey asleep in the crappy hospital chair next to his bed. Softly waking her they tell her to go home and get some sleep in an actual bed... and a shower. After about half an hour Alex finally opens his eyes.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Arizona asks standing next to his bed.

"I think I am dying but the severe blood loss might be clouding my judgment." He says with a smile. Arizona smiles at him then turn to study his vitals displayed on the machines around him. Callie walks closer placing her hand in his arm. He looks a little pale and has a large bandage around his shoulder but somehow he is smiling, must be the painkillers.

"Alex what you did was very brave but you were right in front of her why did you just grab the gun?"

"I knew I could take her down because you're looking at the all-state wrestling champion. All state baby!" He pumps his right fist in the air making them both jump.

"Still enjoying your meds I see," Arizona says smiling at Callie, Alex under normal circumstances is entertaining enough at high end painkillers and things are bound to get interesting.

"I don't know what they gave me but it's some good shit, they should totally sell it they will make a fortune!"

"That sounds like a brilliant idea you should hold onto that one I'm sure it will catch on," Callie says sarcastically.

Arizona narrows her eyes at Callie playfully before sitting down on the edge of his bed. He turns his head and just looks at her with a big smile on his face.

"What?" She asks wanting to know what's got him smiling like a Cheshire cat.

"You have really good boobs."

"Alex!" Arizona chides him and Callie burst out laughing. "Callie, are you just going to let him talk about me like that?"

"Hey even if he is high off of his ass he still has a point." She holds up her hand and Alex gladly gives her a high five. He motions for Callie to come closer. Leaning down he whispers to her as best to his ability as he can in his current state.

"You're really lucky your girlfriend is super hot she's like a walking Photoshop." Callie stands up straight again smiling down at Alex.

"Alex you are sweet, caring, and funny, and sometimes it's on purpose." Alex looks proudly up at Callie his eyes already getting heavy.

"Okay you two, I think it's time we go so you can get some more rest mister, you need to get your strength back up," Arizona says patting his blanket-covered leg.

"Do you really have to go?" He says with a pout, Arizona can't help but smile at his childlike antics.

"We will be back when you wake up, you're not even going to know we were gone," Callie says kissing his cheek. "You just get better okay Karev."

Arizona gets up from the bed leaning down to kiss his cheek she whispers to him thank you. When she pulls back he is already starting to doze off. Taking Callie's hand they start to make their way out of the room.

"Hey, guys!" They stop when they hear him call them.

"Yes," Arizona asks turning back around to face him.

"I want a burger." Callie smiles at Arizona.

"You got it, buddy. Now you just get some rest."