A/N: Did you all catch my Callie version of Meredith's monologue? One of the few times I have liked Meredith. I literally clapped when she said, "I make no apologies for how I choose to repair what you broke". One of my all-time fav Grey's lines.

All characters belong to Shonda.

Chapter 8

Walking into Tim's hospital room Arizona audibly sighed. She didn't notice how much it caused her anxiety to be away from him these days. She knew he was home and safe, but after the last 5 years sometimes she still needed to see it to believe it. She saw her mother and father were sitting closely to Tim's bed. They wouldn't say it out loud, but they felt the same way.

"Hey Timmy, how ya feeling?" Arizona walked up and ruffled her brother's hair. It was longer than she ever remembered it.

"Doing good. I assume you fixed me up just right, Dr. Torres?" He smiled his dimpled smile at the brunette doctor.

Callie couldn't help but laugh at how child like Tim was. It was something she loved about Arizona. "Yes and no." Callie saw Tim's face deflate. "Let me finish."

"Arizona always did like the dramatic ones." Tim laughed at the horrified looks on the faces of his parents and Arizona. "What. It's true."

"I don't doubt that. But anyway. Your hand is pretty much fully reconstructed. Beautifully, I might add." Callie made sure to throw in a wink of her own. "But your nerves are a lot more damaged than I thought. We will need to do a nerve transplant." Callie gave Tim a second to sit with the information. She glanced at Arizona and watched as the blonde took in the worried look on her brother's face.

"She has a plan Timmy. I told you, she is the best. Just listen to her okay?" Callie would be lying if she said her heart didn't flutter at Arizona's compliment. Arizona had never once been anything but supportive of her career. Others looked down at her specialty, while Arizona praised her at every turn.

"We would obviously be using a cadaver. What range of motion would I have if we do this?" He put on his doctor hat and started thinking through the procedure.

"With a cadaver 60%-70%. But I don't want to use a cadaver. I want to use a live donor." Her eyes moved to Arizona and the blonde gave her a look letting her know to continue. The way they could still communicate with just their eyes was not lost on either woman.

"A live donor? How- NO! Nope. Absolutely not." Tim's eyes went to his sister as he pieced the information together in his head.

"I already consented to it, Tim." Arizona tried to leave no room for argument, but if there was someone who could challenge the blonde it was her brother.

"No way in hell am I letting you do this, Arizona. I understand the chances of complications are slim, but I refuse to take them. I don't consent to the surgery." Tim refused to make eye contact with the piercing blue eyes he knew were staring him down.

"Please talk to him, Calliope. Explain how if he doesn't do this he will never operate again. Tell him how good you are and how good Mar- Dr. Sloan is." Arizona huffed and walked out of the room.

It took Callie a second to recover from hearing her full name roll off Arizona's lips. She always loved it but when the blonde was angry or frustrated, the way it came out always turned her on.

"Calliope?" Tim asked.

"Don't even start. No one calls me that and lives." Callie walked over to the side of Tim's bed to fill the seat Arizona had just abandoned.

"Clearly my sister can." Tim pried.

"Timothy Daniel." Barbara chimed in.

"No, it's okay Barbara. Your sister and my father are the only people I ever let call me that." Callie chuckled thinking back to how she had tried to correct Arizona multiple times.

"Tim, if you don't do this you won't operate again. I may have looked you up and ordered some old case files of yours. You are a brilliant surgeon Tim. Please, let me help you." Callie pleaded. Knowing all he sacrificed, she wanted to get him back to 100%. That, and a small part of her really wanted to do this for Arizona.

"I'll make you a deal…." Tim started.

"Oh Lord, you are like your sister. What?" Callie replied. She heard Daniel and Barbara laugh at her comment. Knowing she was spot on.

"I will do the surgery. If you sit down and talk to her." The room fell silent knowing who he was talking about.

"Timothy Daniel I told you, enough. Stay out of their business." Barbara chastised. "I am so sorry, Callie." She apologized on her son's behalf.

"No, Mom. This is my decision. If I do this surgery, I want you to sit and talk to my sister. Listen, Callie. I haven't seen her in 5 years, I know. But, I have never in my life seen her look at someone the way she looks at you. Even after she was devastated to see your daughter. She still looks at you like hung the moon. I wouldn't be a very good brother if I didn't try, right?" Tim laid out ever bit of charm he had on the table.

Callie and Tim were locked in a staring contest, a battle of wills. Truth be told Callie did want to sit down and have a conversation with her ex. She wanted to respond to what she had said in the waiting room. If agreeing to something she already planned to attempt would get Tim in the OR, then she was all for it.

"Deal." She extended her hand and Tim took it with his newly freed one.

"When do we operate?" He asked.

"I want to give your hand a break, but I also don't want to wait too long. I am thinking about 3 days." Callie responded as she stood up to leave.

"Great. That means you have three days to talk to her." Tim smiled.

"You two are so alike it is scary." Callie laughed as she grabbed her lab coat and headed out the door.

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"Robbins! I was looking for you." Alex Karev rounded the corner of the peds department and saw his mentor leaning against the nursing station.

"Hey Karev. I started walking and kind of just ended up here. Must be muscle memory. How are you?" Arizona needed time to decompress from the conversation with Tim. She was juggling so many emotions at the moment, she didn't want to say anything she regretted to her brother.

"I can actually use your help." She watched as Alex took out his tablet and typed something in.

"Of course. What's up?"

"I need you to update this chart." He handed the tablet to her.

"Karev, I never once did your charts before – why would I now?" Arizona rolled her eyes at the younger doctor.

"No dude, you treated Sofia. I need to update her patient chart. I am like 20 charts behind." Alex grumbled.

"Well, you are probably so far behind because you are filling out a chart for a bumped head…" Arizona grabbed the tablet back.

"Yeah, tell that to Torres and Sloan. Those two are insane. Ever since I had her in the NICU. Every detail of everything has to be in there. A scratch? put it in her chart. Might as well put her in a bubble. She is an awesome kid though." Alex had heard that Arizona treated Sofia. While he wanted to press his friend on the interaction, he knew she probably didn't want to talk about it.

Arizona had stopped listening after Alex noted that Sofia had spent time in the NICU. "Wait…Sofia is a graduate?" Arizona and Alex always referred to their former NICU patients as graduates.

"Yeah." Alex was mindlessly tapping on the tablet updating one of his charts and didn't see the gaze currently trained on him clearly asking for more info.

"What-what happened? Did something happen to Calliope?" Arizona didn't have to pretend with Alex. He knew how she felt about Callie and how hard she struggled with choosing Africa.

"I am not getting involved in your Torres stuff. All I will say is, Sof spent 2 months in the NICU. Just update the chart please. Sloan won't leave me alone. Says Sofia had to of bumped her head hard because she said Rapunzel treated her." Arizona just laughed at Sofia's reference. She loved the innocence of little kids.

She began typing the basics of what she had done so that Alex could sign off on it and get Mark off his back. The thought of Mark made her skin crawl. The fact he was the father of Callie's child felt like the ultimate betrayal. Yeah, she was gone and she had no right to be mad but that didn't stop her from being livid. She was brought out of her thoughts by Alex's pager going off.

"911 to the pit. Just press save on that when you are done. Still on for Joe's tomorrow?" He asked as he headed towards the stairs.

"Ya, just text me. I have my phone back." She waved to him and went back to finishing up the chart. As she pressed enter a confirmation came up on the screen asking her if this update was for Sofia Robbin Sloan Torres. She dropped the tablet on the nurse's station and felt her heart rate increase. Sofia Robbin? The two b's….it wasn't a coincidence. Callie had named her child after her? Why? Why would she do that?

Deciding she needed to find the answer to the question before she spiraled, she set out in search of Callie.

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"What do we got?" Callie was following Alex Karev towards OR 2 after she was paged by him.

"10-year-old boy. Looks like his legs are broken, shoulder dislocated for sure. There was a pile up on the freeway. A school bus was involved. Can't get ahold of Stark. I've got more kids coming in and I am by myself until your highness arrives."

"I've got this, Alex. Go back down to the ER." Alex smiled a thankful smile at Callie. She was one of the only competent people he trusted with kids.

As Callie scrubbed in the monitors started sounding. She sprinted into the OR to see what was going on and she noticed the bruising on the boy's abdomen. "Shit he has internal injuries. I need peds. Someone page Karev." Callie opened the boy up to save time and just as she finished she heard a fellow surgeon come through the door. "Thank goodness, Karev. The bruising here points to internal injuries. It must have been missed in triage."

Looking up it wasn't Alex Karev that had entered the OR. No, the pink butterfly scrub cap and blue eyes that accompanied it was not Alex Karev.

"Ariz- Dr. Robbins." Callie stepped away from the patient without even questioning Arizona's presence. She moved to the other side of the table to assist.

Arizona stepped up to the little boy and immediately began barking out orders. "Dr. Torres, I need suction. I can't see where the bleeding is coming from." Callie and Arizona worked as a well-oiled machine. Callie was where Arizona needed her to be before she even asked. "I found it. We need to remove his spleen." As Arizona found the source of the bleed she was able to quickly throw a stich that would give her time to work.

"That you, Dr. Torres. You can move on over to his legs." Arizona smiled at Callie. She had missed working with the brunette. Callie just nodded and headed down to the boy's legs. Minutes passed and there was silence in the OR. Everyone in the OR knew of the history of these two women. Finally, Callie spoke.

"Not that I am not grateful you came in when you did, but you don't work here." Callie looked up to see that Arizona was smiling under her mask. "Yet you let me step in anyway. Dr. Torres, always the rebel." Arizona flirted.

Callie felt her face flush under her mask. "Well, I will bend the rules to save a kid every time." And it was true. There was no surgeon that was more capable that Arizona Robbins.

"Dr. Webber gave me privileges. Dr. Stark seems to not be near his pager at the moment. He hasn't responded to multiple 911 pages." Callie just laughed. Dr. Stark was probably the worst replacement ever. He was the complete opposite of Arizona. Where she was sunshine and rainbows, he was cloudy and grumpy. It wasn't even close in terms of skill either.

"Well, it is nice to work with you again." Callie chanced a look up at Arizona and saw that the blonde was looking at her. "It really is Dr. Torres." Arizona's voice was sincere.

They continued to work on the patient and just as Arizona was wrapping up, it seemed Callie was finishing up as well. Deciding to let their residents close both surgeons discarded their gowns, gloves, and masks and walked in the scrub room to scrub out. Both women began to scrub out in silence when Arizona finally spoke.

"Sofia's middle name is Robbin, with two b's." It wasn't a question.

Feeling like she just saw a ghost, Callie's head shot over in Arizona's direction. "How- "Callie went to ask but Arizona cut her off. "Her chart. Alex needed me to update about earlier. Her father seemed insistent when Sofia said Rapunzel treated her." Arizona just chuckled again thinking of the confused look on Mark's face. Callie laughed at her daughter's description of Arizona. She wasn't wrong, the blonde did resemble the princess. Especially now with how long her hair had gotten.

"Yeah, Mark is a bit…overzealous." Callie responded.

"Mhmmm." Was all Arizona could muster. She didn't want to talk about parenting styles with Callie. Especially how Mark parented the daughter they shared.

"I wanted that to be her middle name. I wanted to name her after someone who meant something to me. That was you. I know you're hurt Arizona. I would be too. But Sofia is the best thing that has ever happened to me. Hands down. I won't apologize for her. But I will apologize that you found out the way you did. I wanted to tell you when I had a moment alone with you. But I appreciate you being so great with her, I really do. I also need to respond to what you said after Tim's surgery. That right there" Callie signaled to the OR. "That is why you should take the peds job, Arizona. Stark is the worst. I wasn't the only one who felt your absence. Our peds department went from 1st in the country, to like 10th or something. As much as you hurt when you see me, I hurt when I see you. But do you know what didn't hurt? How we just worked together in there. You are an amazing doctor. I would really hope that I won't stop you from taking this job. I heard a rumor Webber wants Tim too. I showed him some case files from when he was at Hopkins and he was impressed. We need another trauma surgeon. Just think about it okay. And maybe you and I can be friends or something?" Callie let Arizona sit with everything she had just said. She dried her hands and went to open the door.

Arizona sat and listened to everything Callie said. The idea of working with Tim was appealing enough. But Callie was right, this hospital was her home and the peds department was important to her. Plus, her best friend, Teddy worked here. She really should take the job. But could she really see Callie every day? See her and Mark raise Sofia?

"You know, I was always the one who made the big speeches" Arizona joked as Callie was about to walk out the door.

"Yeah, you did. You rubbed off on me Arizona. Some good, some bad. But I can now deliver a pretty epic speech." Callie winked at her and walked out the door.

Arizona stood and waited for her heart rate to dip. That wink was always a weakness of hers. She loved it so much. She knew she could never just be Callie's friend. But she also knew that she couldn't get Callie back if she wasn't in Seattle to do so.

Arizona left the scrub room in search of Dr. Webber. She would be accepting the job. That would be step one in the quest to get her life back. The most important piece was Callie. But one thing that Arizona didn't expect was that even though she realized with Callie came Sofia, she couldn't picture her life without the little girl. She didn't even know her yet, but the ache in her heart to get to know her was so strong.