In The Mind's Eye II, The Sequel

Disclaimer: This is an AU story that combines The Godfather and Greys Anatomy together. I borrowed these characters, I own nothing.

Chapter Two

Roar

"You what!" Callie roared through the cell phone. Her proud temper burst through the line, roaring louder than ever. Arizona jumped when she heard Callie scream. The outburst was expected. Don't mistake that. But the forcefulness and the pitch in which Callie delivered her words were enough to evoke nervousness.

"Callie, I need some time to myself..."

Interrupting the blonde, Callie commanded the conversation from the other side of the line. And, as always, when it was anything concerning Arizona, she erupted in volcanic waves. "You're leaving me? Arizona No!...Do you hear me? No!"

"Callie..."

"No! Absolutely not! Oh my God! I thought something bad had happened to you. The whole flight home I kept thinking of the most horrible, evil things that could be happening to you and Gavin and Monty. You're telling me that you just left? You get your ass back home! Now!"

Arizona was overwhelmed with the way her wife was handling the situation. Sure, Arizona knew that Callie would naturally be upset. And, that it would take some time before she would be trusted again. But, the blonde had underestimated her wife's anger.

"Will you listen to me for a minute?" Arizona was becoming more and more exasperated at Callie's inability to listen.

"Where are my children? Those are my children..." The brunette exclaimed.

"I know they are your children Callie. They are my children too. They are both safe. They are fine. I need some time away Callie. That's all."

"Time? You've had time. Two days Arizona! Two days!" Livid didn't describe the brunette's current mood. She could not believe what she was hearing.

"Where are you?" Callie huffed. If she could only get her hands on this situation. This little stunt that Arizona had pulled was out of the brunette's control. And that just pissed Callie off.

Never answering Callie about their location, Arizona thought maybe if Callie saw the boys, she would calm down. So the blonde made a suggestion. "Maybe we can work out a schedule or something."

"A what?" Callie asked.

Arizona suggested marking a schedule so that both she and Callie would have access, and a fair and even playing field to see their sons. "A schedule so we can share the boys. So you can see them and then I can..."

That did not sit well with Callie Torres. Not now, not ever. "This sounds like a separation. Is that what you want? You won't take my children from me." The brunette firmly stated. Because, Arizona would not. Not if Callie had anything to say about it. There would be no separation, and they would not pass children back and forth. That was not a marriage. That was not the way to raise children. You stay in your current setting, and like it or not, you deal with what you have. That was the way Callie was raised, and the way she intended for her family to work as well.

"Callie I'm not trying to take them from you. I am not doing that." And the truth was, Arizona wasn't. She would be more than glad to have their sons spend as much time with Callie as they possibly could. But, she wasn't ready to come back home right now. So, maybe they could meet and swap the children. It was an idea that Arizona knew could backfire, and one that she wasn't sure she was ready for if that was the case. Nonetheless, she offered it to her wife. Because, she knew Callie loved her sons and they loved their mama just as much.

"Are you out of your fucking mind? You won't take my children from me!" Screaming, Callie lost her resolve. This wasn't acceptable and she would have no part of it.

Resigning to the fact that Callie needed to cool off, Arizona injected, "I am not taking them from you. When you calm down, and can talk to me without screaming, you can call me back."

"Hello?... Arizona?" Realizing that the blonde had ended the call, reality set in that Arizona was not backing down on this. Callie had arrived home in the early hours of the morning. She hadn't slept for fear of what her wife or children were encountering and now she was slapped in the face with the fact that Arizona had just left. Just up and left without saying a word.

Ending the call, the blonde sat on the edge of her bed. She knew this was not going to be easy. What in life is easy? But why, oh why did taking some time for herself seem so hard? So very hard. Looking down at her cell phone, the blonde thought, 'What if she could trace my call? What if Callie found us tonight?' As the thoughts crossed her mind, her cell phone rang.

Deciding to dial Arizona cell back, Callie tried harder to control her emotions. This time, she would try and speak more calmly. After all, she needed to know where they were and Arizona wasn't likely to divulge any information if Callie was screaming.

Hearing her phone ring, Arizona answered. "Yes?"

"Arizona I want to see you. I want to see Gavin and Monty. Come home. We can work this out. Whatever is wrong we can fix this. This is not a good idea. You are alone and... we are not going to do that. We are not taking a break, or whatever you are thinking. You are pregnant Arizona." Taking a deep breath the brunette continued to try and talk her wife out of this idea.

"Gabby will be born in a few months. You still have sick spells with your diabetes. This is not a good idea Arizona. I love you. You love me. I know you do. Come back home and we can straighten this all out. Nothing will be held against you for leaving. I promise. I love you. You need to come back home."

Silence. It is a deafening sound at times. It hangs in the air like an unwelcome presence. Arizona sat and listened to her wife. She knew Callie well. She knew Callie's ways. Did the brunette love Arizona. Not doubt she did. Would she forgive Arizona for leaving? Yes, yes she would. But, Arizona wanted to be away from Callie and her life. She needed a little more time. So she stood her ground yet again.

"I can't." Arizona finally answered.

Knowing Arizona would not divulge any information, Callie tried anyway. "Where are you?"

"I need a few days off to breathe. I want to be able to walk around, and be own my own a little. And you need to respect that. I just called to tell you that we are fine. I can meet you with the boys in a few days." Sighing, Arizona blew out a long breath. She knew Callie had a right to see their children. Arizona had no problem with that. What she did have a problem with was Callie not giving her the space that she desperately needed. Arizona knew however, if she told Callie where she was right now, she could kiss her little break goodbye.

Dismissing her wife's comments, Callie replied, "A few days? No. I want to see my sons today. Today Arizona. I am not waiting several days, when you finally decide to come back. I want my sons with me. Today."

Ignoring her wife's demands, Arizona said, "I will call you back Wednesday. Bye Callie." Hanging up the phone, the blonde knew that this was a good thing and a bad thing she had just done. It was good for her because she needed to be away. And it was a bad thing because, she was keeping Callie from seeing her children and once she met her wife again, there would most likely be hell to pay. Looking down at her cell phone, the blonde exhaled. Her mind was consumed with thoughts.

Hearing the call end, Callie threw her cell phone through the kitchen window of their home. She was furious. At this moment the brunette felt a little of every emotion. Anger, frustration, shock, disbelief, and concern.

Deep down, what Callie still felt was...love. Because no matter how angry or upset or shocked you are by your spouses' behavior, you don't stop loving them. On the contrary, you feel the urge to grab on tighter...and not let go. And that's exactly what Callie intended to do once she found Arizona and her kids.

"What the hell?" Tom asked as she brought the cell phoneback inside the kitchen. It had hurled through the window at a forceful speed, breaking the glass in the process.

"That was Arizona." Callie said as she looked at the broken window. Her face was blank. Her stare...solemn.

Tom immediately asked. "Is she alright? Is she..." He had flown down from New York this afternoon and was offering as much support as he possibly could.

Taking the black cellphone from Tom's hand Callie narrrowed her eyes as she looked at the screen. "Oh she's fine. She's just fine."

Concerned, Tom asked, "Where is she?"

This was just unacceptable. The brunette would find her wife and her children, and she would not wait until Wednesday. "That's what I need you to find out. Pull whatever strings you have too. Just find out where that call came from."

Taking the cell from Callie's hand, Tom nodded. "I will get on it." Walking to Callie's office, he closed the door and placed a couple of calls.

Sitting down on the bar stool, Callie placed her head in her hands. What was Arizona thinking? How could she had done this to her? To them? How could Callie ever trust her wife again? Hearing her mother enter the room, the brunette took a deep breath. She knew Carmela was upset by their disappearance. How would she feel about this?

The older brunette entered with much concern for her daughter in law and certainly her grandsons. "Tom said Arizona called? How is she? How are my babies? Where are they?"

"They are fine. Arizona left. She left me." Tears filled Callie's eyes.

Shaking her head, Carmela was confused about this situation. "Arizona seemed fine when she last saw her. What had happened? "I don't understand?"

Through her sobs, Callie answered, "She said she needed to be by herself? I can't believe she actually left me?"

Why does one leave? Why not stay and try to talk their problems out. Well, that's a good question. And the answer was simple. Because there was a severe breakdown in communication in their marriage. The love was still there, but Arizona didn't feel like an equal partner. She felt more like an object that Callie had acquired.

As for Callie, she felt that Arizona would not listen to her pleas and concerns for her and their childrens' safety. The blonde didn't understand that danger was always around. And, Callie wouldn't give on that end at all. And because of the need to be sheltered and yes, sometimes confined, Arizona felt that Callie was controlling her. That's a situation that no one would be happy living in. And a situation, at least on Callie's part, no one really would want to be in control of.

Comforting her grown daughter, Carmela wrapped her arms around Callie and held her as the younger brunette cried uncontrollably. "Oh honey, I am so sorry. I don't know what to say."

Sobs continued as Callie unloaded her feelings on her mother's shoulders. "She hates me. I have tried to give her and our children a good life. I have mama. I have tried to make her happy."

"I know you have Callie. She doesn't hate you. I've seen the way she looks at you. It's not hate sweetheart." Hearing Callie cry tore at Carmela's heart. And, if you knew the truth, it pained her as well. Because, she loved Arizona too. They were very close and this behavior was uncharacteristic of her daughter in law. Leaving without saying goodbye?

The afternoon that Arizona had left with Al to pick up the boys on their last day of school, Carmela had just had lunch with Arizona at her house. They blonde appeared to be fine. Never would one have thought that anything was wrong. In fact, the two ladies had discussed decorating Gabby's nursery, and what colors and fabric choices would be calm and soothing to the baby. Carmela would have never thought that day would be the last time she saw her daughter in law and her grandsons. What a surprise this was indeed.

"I can't do anything about this." Continuing to cry, Callie hated the current situation she had found herself in. She was right, there wasn't anything she could do. At this present moment, nothing could make it better. She would just have to sit...and wait.