First of all, God bless you all that read chapter 4. LOL I went back and looked at it and it copied onto the word document all jacked up. I wrote it and had a hard time reading it. Sorry about that. Anyway, hope that everyone had a wonderful New Year. Now on to the story.

Flashbacks are in Italics

All character belong to ABC and Shonda.

Chapter 6

Arizona's POV

I don't know how long that I had been asleep, but I still had my eyes closed when the smile come across my face. I could hear Callie breathing heavily into her ear and felt the weight of arm tightly around my waist. I snuggled into her more and opened my eyes. I blinked a couple of times before realizing where I was. For the first time in a month I had forgotten about everything. The accident, the airport and Africa. For just a moment it was just me and Callie. A Callie that remembered me beyond just my name.

I reached over quietly, as not to wake Callie, and got my pager from the nightstand by the bed. 12:30am. I slid very easy out of Callie's hold and stood beside the bed. I stared at her for a moment. What was I thinking? How could I have left her? These weren't new questions. I got my coat and walked back over to the bed. I very gently leaned over and kissed Callie on the cheek. "I love you." I whispered and walked out of the room. I found an on-call room and finished my nights sleep before my shift was to begin at 6am.

Callie's POV

I woke with a smile on my face for the first time in weeks. It didn't take long to realize that Arizona had slipped out during the night. I looked around the room to see a smiling face.

"Um, she isn't here." Lexie said. "Her shift started an hour ago. She called about fifteen minutes ago to check on you. She laughed when I told her you were still sleeping."

"Am I to take it that I'm not a morning person?"

"Usually not, no." Lexie walked over to the bed. "We have good new this morning." She smiled with excitement.

"And what would that be?" I returned her smile.

"Derek was just here. Everything is looking good and it looks like you will be going home soon. Within the week he said."

"Home? I don't even know what or where home is." I said more scared then I meant to.

Lexie placed her hand on mine. "We are all here for you. Your apartment is just across the street. Mark and I live across the hall and I am sure that Arizona….." Lexie didn't know how to finish her sentence I could tell. "Well and I am sure she will be around."

"Yeah I guess." I hated to leave the hospital. Everything, all the questions that were outside these doors, scared me

Lexie caught on to my fear. "Callie, she loves you, we all do and we will be here for what ever you need. Just don't hesitate to ask." I nodded. "Promise me Callie. If you need help you will ask."

"I promise." Lexie noticed me looking at my hands as my fingers played with each other. "What is it Callie?"

"Nothing. I know that I should trust her, but I don't know her. And she left me. Why?"

Arizona's POV

I had the door cracked and quietly let it close when I heard that. I stood against the wall in a daze. Mark walked over to me unnoticed. "Everything OK?""I need Callie. My Callie! The one that I met in that bar bathroom. The one that kissed me in a stairwell. The one that looked at me and her entire face lights up. I knew that she loved me just by the look on her face." I started to pulled me to him. "Arizona, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to…"

"I can't do this Mark. I'm not strong enough for this."

Callie's POV

Mark walked into the room as Lexie walked out. I smiled as I noticed them smile at each other. You could tell just by looking at them that they truly cared for each other. He came over and sat on the side of the bed. "Are you alright. I just saw Arizona outside."

"Where is she?"

"Umm, she got paged and had to go." Mark said hating to lie.

"Is she ok?"

"She was kind of acting like you are. Just kind of going through her day not knowing what to say or do."

"I don't want to her hurt with all this.""Then don't mislead her. Just be honest with her no matter what. I believe that Robbins is stronger than she gives herself credit. She loves you and will give you the time you need. Everyone here knew how deep that love was. We all saw it first hand. Just be patient."

"I just don't understand.""Everything will be fine. I promise. I've seen Callie Torres go through much worse than this little pothole in the road." Mark took my hand. "You will remember. Just wait and see."I laughed "Pothole? You call this a pothole? This is like a sinkhole."Mark laughed. "Maybe. I was trying to be optimistic." Mark checked his pager as it sounded. "Crap. I gotta run. If you talk to her, just be honest about how you feel." He kissed me lightly on the forehead. "See you later, Torres. Get some rest."I was driving myself crazy thinking about what all Mark had said. Why couldn't I remember anything? How could I forget someone like that? How could I forget someone that I felt that with?

Arizona's POV I found myself in the familiar on-call room. I had spent most nights here since I had returned from Africa. It was an inter battle that I dealt with every day. I wanted to see Callie so badly, then when I did, it was heartbreaking to see her look at me as a stranger. It was the look that made it so hard to see. The look of….nothing. That look seemed to rip my heart out.

I laid back on the bed and stared at the ceiling, flooded with memories.

"I have experience to give, life experience. Like the fact that I was married. Did you know that? Or that I was in the peace core; Botswana. That's what convinced me to go to med school. And most recently, I have experienced the joy of cooking. I make a excellent chicken piccata in addition to many other delicious meals that you would be very lucky to experience yourself and the fact that you can't open your eyes to see that, makes you a little inexperienced."

"Calliope, this is Julie."

"Hi."

" My DATE."

I actually chuckled out loud. Callie was so much like a young teenager that night. After we were together for a while, I confessed that Julie was a friend of mine. I told her that she was my date to see what Callie would do. My friends still laugh about that night. They loved Callie from then on. I don't think I ever told Callie that I left that night, and couldn't stop thinking of her and her grand stand.

"I'm happy now. I'm dating someone now and I'm happy, ok? S…Their pretty busy cuz their a doctor here, but you will love them. You will love them. Because they are smart and funny, both handsome and….and beautiful and very supportive. Daddy, please be ok with this. Dad, this is Arizona Robbins. This is who I am dating now."

"And I really hope you draw the line at throwing women against walls."

Carlos and I were close now. Remembering that time was like it was someone else standing there.

"I'm working in the ER because I need the money. Six people died on my watch today and I am fried. I wanted to stay in last night. I thought last night would be the night for us, you know? Our night. But you wanted to go to a fancy restaurant and…I can't do that. I can't"

"It's ok. It's ok. So we will stay in and eat sandwiches."

"You don't even like sandwiches."

"But I like the girl with the sandwiches."

Callie often teased me. When we talked about dinner, she was always quick to remind me that I had agreed to eat sandwiches. I could always tell those were the nights she was to tired to cook, so we went out. She laughed at me and said I ran from the sandwiches.

"I am a person who stood in a airplane hanger and watched them unload my brother's body in a coffin and all we got was a flag. My brother died over there because there weren't enough doctors over there, Callie. So for my money, George O'Malley is a patriot. He is hero and I am grateful that he exist. So yeah, the word I use is awesome. That's who I am."

"I'm sorry."

Callie often apologized for that day. I realized that it wasn't her fault. We had never talked about Daniel. There was no way for her to know.

"Am I your girlfriend."

"Yeah."

I still remember her smile. That smile away took my breathe away. The light in her eyes and watching them sparkle as she answered my question.

"What are you doing? You'll get the chicken pox."

"So I get the chicken pox."

It amazed me that I thought she was so sexy with blotches of Calamine lotion all over her. There was just something about Callie laying in that bed sick that made me just want to hold her.

"Tell me I am great."

"You are great. You. Are. Great."

Her face said everything. I knew that moment that she loved me. Then later that night came the conformation.

"I love you."

"You do?"

"I do."

"I love you too."

I remember making love to Callie all night that night. It was like two people confident in the fact that this wasn't a relationship that would end like the other. This was real and we both knew it.

"Arizona."

I remembered walking into that elevator after we had broke up. My heart was pounding. I could hardly breathe. When she said my name, I am not sure what happened. Before I realized what was happening I had her pressed against the wall of the elevator repeatedly kissing her. When I realized what I was doing I pulled away and looked into her eyes, only wanting to kiss her again. When I heard the elevator sound and the door open, it was all I could do to walk away from her.

"People died. People are dead. I don't want kids if it means I can't be with you."

"No. No. We will have kids. Ten kids, all kinds of kids. I never thought I was cut out to be a mom, but you will be a great mom an amazing mom. And I can't live without you and our ten kids."

I have often though of that day and those statements. I agreed to a some point have children, which for me was a huge thing. After that statement, until I left for Africa, I walked around scared. Scared of what? Callie? Loving her for the rest of my life? A family with her? What? Those were questions that I wondered for a long time. Why couldn't I let go? Why didn't I just live and be happy that I had found the love of my life?

"I have something to ask you."

"Oh no."

I don't know why 'oh no' came out of my mouth. What if she had proposed? What if my pretty pink bubble were to burst? What was the worst outcome. I spend the rest of my life with Callie? What was wrong with me?

"Hey I hear you and Torres are shacking up."

"Uh, yeah."

"Do I sound more excited than you?"

"No. No I am."

What the hell is wrong with me? I loved her, she loved me. What the hell was my problem?

"Of course I am accepting the grant. That just means I am moving to Africa."

I made that statement before I had even told Callie that.

"You are ruining it for me. First with your whining and now with your fake smiley passive aggressive enthusiasm. You are ruining Africa for me."

"I..I'm not."

"YOU ARE!"

My heart broke at remembering her face. The look of surprise, hurt and not knowing was going to happen next.

"You're ruining this for me. And I don't want to do this.

"Wh….what…what does that mean. You suddenly don't want to go to, or?"

"I don't want to go to Africa with you."

It amazed me that we actually had this conversation. That this had actually happened. That those words came from my mouth.

"No. No! Please, please. I…we can do this. We can figure this out".

"You stay here and be happy…and I'll go there and be happy."

Had I just actually said that. To Callie? That I could be happy without her? I guess that explains the month of crying all day, everyday.

"If you get on that plane, if you leave without me, we are done. Do you hear me? We are over!"

"We are standing in the middle of an airport screaming at each other. We're already over."

If there were ever anything in my life that I could take back it would be that moment. The moment that made Callie feel that I didn't care about her. That I didn't love her more that life itself. For once I was jealous of Callie. I would give almost anything to have that erased from my memory.

I suddenly sat up in the bed. That was it. Everything happens for a reason. It wasn't Callie that needed to be reminded of our life and the love we had, it was me.

Callie's POV

It had been hours since I had seen or heard from Arizona. Suddenly the door opened and Arizona entered the room and was carrying a brown box. I smiled curiously at the box. "Wow, a gift?"

"I, umm, I have been trying to put the apartment back together, you know, like it was before…..anyway, I got all the stuff out of storage and from the shipping company. I opened this box and thought you may want have some of this."

She pulled the dinner tray over to the bed and pushed it over the top of me. I looked at her and smiled. "You aren't gonna give me a hint?"

She just shock her head.

I opened the box and saw the box had pictures of me and Arizona. They were in frames and wrapped in bubble wrap but you could see what they were. Finally she spoke. "I thought that you may want some things from home. There is a picture of us, you and Aria, and some pictures of us with friends."

I looked at the pictures and noticed one where everyone I had met already, but there was someone else. Arizona?"

"Yeah."

"Who is this?"

Arizona smiled. "That was your husband, George."

"What? I thought…"

Arizona chuckled. "I think everyone was caught off guard a little. The two of you ran off and came back married."

"Where is he now?"

"Umm, O'Malley was killed last year."

"Ok why is the shocking part of that statement that his name was O'Malley? Oh god, I was Callie O'Malley?"

Arizona placed her hand on my shoulder and try to remove the horrified look from my face. "You were." She then lost it laughing.

"I chose to marry someone that made my name Callie O'Malley?" I was now laughing just as hard as Arizona. "Really?"

Arizona tried to stop laughing and wiped the tears out of her eyes. "Yes. I couldn't make that up." Her laughing stopped some as she looked at the picture. "Ultimately, he was a good guy."

"Ultimately? What happened?"

"Well, I mean you divorced. You had problems. He had problems, but died saving a total strangers life. He died a hero."

I looked back at the picture. "Callie O'Malley. Really?" I started to laugh again.

"Callie, I am not making this up." She said trying to convince me.

"You are."

"I am not."

The laughter died down again as I took the picture of Arizona and I and placed it on the table and looked at it searching for something, anything. Why couldn't I remember someone who made me this happy. "Thank you for these.""Well in all honesty they are yours. They were shipped to Africa with our things."

Then Arizona was paged. "Damn it. I gotta go. I will be back as soon as I can. I promise."

"Ok. I'm sure I will be here." I said without looking away from the picture. "Wow, we really seemed happy.""Yeah we were.""I hate that I don't remember." I laid back running my fingers through my hair. I sat back up and looked at Arizona. "Then why? I look at these picture and I know that I loved you. But I don't know what to do with that. I think in my heart that last night I should take you and hold you. I wanted to know how that felt. But I…I"

"Go ahead."

"I don't know who I am, Arizona. I need some time to go over everything in my head." I took a deep breath "I don't want to hurt you. You've been through enough." I hesitated. "We were apart right?""Yes."

It came out before I could stop it. "Well, between us being apart and me not knowing you. This should be the ideal thing….for you I mean.""Callie don't say that." Arizona showed the hurt that I didn't want her to feel."Arizona, I don't know you. I don't know what really happened. I don't know why that you left me. I don't know anything. You are this pretty girl who came in and took care of me. Who made me feel some connection with who I was. I don't remember how loving you felt. I'm sorry" I stopped again noticing the look on Arizona's face. I didn't want to hurt her."No really Callie go ahead. For gods sake don't stop now. What is there left to say to me? That you don't love me?" I wouldn't even look at her. "What Callie, do you really think that I cant see that? You use to light up like a Christmas tree when I would walk into a room. Now you look at me exactly the way things are. Like some flirt who doesn't even know me. I really have to go." She said closing the door.I put my head back and looked at the ceiling. "Nice Callie. I don't know how graceful you use to be but you handled that well. Don't hurt her, right? Damn it!"