Arizona
Callie dropped Sofia off an hour ago so we could have a little time together, just the two of us. She's been telling me all about school and the new books she's been reading. She's also told me about all the new friends she's made. It's such a relief to hear. The poor girl has been moved around so much in the past couple of years that I was worried she wouldn't want to make any more friends.

The doorbell rings and I all of a sudden feel nervous. Like I'm slightly underdressed or something - which is ridiculous because we're going to the park! I walk to the front door and straighten out my grey oversized jumper and black skinny jeans the best I can. I open the door and see Amelia holding Leo in one arm and a picnic basket in the other.

Amelia
Leo and I are greeted by a huge smile. The best smile.

"Hi, little man!" Arizona says in her baby voice and holding out her arms for him. She gives him a snuggle and tickles his tummy. "Oh, you are so scrummy, yes you are!" I think my ovaries just exploded. She is very cute with kids.

"Hi, Amelia," I hear a little voice say. I look down and smile at Sofia and before I can reply she takes my hand. I think she's ready to go. "Hi, Leo," she says, trying out her own baby tone.

"Hi!" Arizona says, turning her attention to me and enveloping me in the biggest hug she can muster with her free arm. I return the embrace and kiss her on the cheek.

"How've you been?" I ask as we start walking towards the park.

"Amelia, you saw me two days ago," Arizona smiles and nudges me with her elbow. "I'm okay, honestly," she tries to reassure me.

She doesn't look okay. A million times better than before, but not 100%. The nasty bruising around her eyes is fading to a yellow colour but she still looks exhausted. Is it a good idea for her to be carrying Leo? I don't want him to tire her out... Or for her to drop him! I wonder if she's slept properly. Last night was the first time she was alone. I mean, Alex and Jo were in the next room, but she slept alone. I hate it. I hate that she was alone. God, she's pretty. How is she still this pretty with bruising and stitches and minimal sleep? Stop. Why am I thinking about how pretty she is? And, why do I hate the thought of her being alone? What is happening to me?!

"Hello, Earth to Amelia," I hear as a hand is waved in front of my face. This makes both kids laugh, even though I'm pretty sure Leo doesn't understand the joke being a one-and-a-half-year-old.

"Hmm?" I say trying to come around from my thoughts. I see that beautiful smile and all I want to do is kiss her. Wait, what? I want to kiss Arizona?

"What food did you bring?" she says through soft laughter. Is she laughing at me?

"Oh... uh, nothing special," I smile back. "Sandwiches, cookies, fruit, chips, that kind of thing..." I trail off.

"What are you thinking about, Amelia Shepherd?" She asks me somewhat playfully. For the love of all that is good in the world, do not say 'your gorgeous face'. Compose yourself. Dammit, Amelia!

"Oh, nothing... just work stuff," I brush off. Oh, great, now I've made her concerned. Her eyebrows are knotted together.

"Is everything okay?"

"Oh... yeah, nothing serious-serious! You know how work is!" I say quickly.

Our walk is filled with comfortable chit-chat and entertaining the kids. Soon, we're at the park and we let the children have a little more free-reign. Sweetly, Sofia takes Leo's hand and guides him towards the climbing frame. She's being very careful with him and it's adorable. I smile at Arizona and put my hand on her back.

"Are you alright?" The walk was only ten minutes but it's tired her. She smiles and nods at me. I take my hand away only to spread out the picnic blanket. I place the basket in the middle and we sit down, keeping our eyes glued to the children. "She's very good with him," I say, observing Sofia's behaviour with Leo. I'm not looking at her, but I can feel her smile.

"Yeah, she loves the little ones," she says, proudly. "She wants to be a teacher when she grows up."

"I can't cope with this kid. She is too sweet." I say, a little overwhelmed with cuteness. Sat next to Arizona and watching the kids play, I don't think I've ever felt quite so content. She leans back on her elbows, legs stretched out, and closes her eyes for a few moments, letting the gentle breeze wash over her. She looks completely serene. She opens her eyes again to look at me.

"What about you? What do you wanna be when you grow up?" She asks, playfully. I smile at the question and think carefully.

"Hmm... mermaid. Is that allowed?" I ask, playing along. I get a giggle in reply.

"You like the sea?" She asks and I shrug.

"I don't mind it," I reply. "It's sort of liberating... feels almost limitless when you just let yourself float in it." I feel like maybe this is getting a bit too deep for a chilled out Saturday picnic. "Sounds kinda lame..." Starting to feel a little uncomfortable, I mirror her position and plant both of my elbows on the picnic blanket, leaning back casually.

"No, I get it," she reassures me. We smile at each other before Sofia throws herself onto Arizona's stomach. This is closely followed by Leo copying her and doing the same thing to me. The picnic blanket is then filled with tickles and playfulness and the most wonderful laughter.

"Okay... okay... Are you guys ready for food?" I ask, regaining some responsibility. All three of them nod. I smirk at the adult I'm sitting with. "I was asking the kids, Arizona."

Arizona
I am having the best time with Amelia and the kids. The park has kept Leo and Sofia busy for almost an hour, giving Amelia and I a chance to just talk to each other. Sometimes about work, sometimes about other stuff. I feel like I know her so much more already. She's really fun and interesting and thinks so deeply. She's been asking me about the Robbins-Herman Center for Women's Health. I explain the relocation process from New York to Grey Sloan. I can hear myself being boring, but she's hanging on every word.

Looking at her so focused on what I'm saying, eyes fixed on mine... she's simply breathtaking. I'm having to concentrate really hard on what I'm saying so that everything that comes out of my mouth actually makes sense, but all I'm thinking about is how beautiful she looks.

"So, Herman's staying in New York and your running the other center here?"

"Right," I say trying to get my mind back on track. "She was kinda pissed... I made her set it up in New York and then only stayed there six months, but then I convinced her we'd be reaching more students and helping more women."

"Smart move, Robbins," she grins at me and I completely melt. Woah, hold the phone. Do I have a crush on Amelia?

"Mommy, can Leo and Amelia come and see my toys at home?" A little voice stops my thoughts before they get out of hand. "I think I have some old ones that Leo would like."

I turn to Amelia to seek her approval. She's wiping Leo's hands and face with a wet wipe and smiling at Sofia. "I think he'd like that," she says, gently.

We start to gather our things in preparation to leave and make sure the children are ready to walk back. I manage to stand without much trouble. My head feels a little fuzzy and I falter. Fuck, I'm going to hit the floor... In front of my kid.

"Oh... hey, hey," Amelia's slender but strong arms surround me and stop me from falling. She helps me upright while my head adjusts. "Are you okay?" she asks in a whisper.

Our faces are inches apart now. My eyes dart to her lips and back to her eyes. Don't kiss a straight girl, don't kiss a straight girl. I nod my head quickly.

"Yeah," I whisper back, slowly rubbing the arms I'm holding on to for support as a gesture of gratitude. "Thank you," I say, keeping my voice quiet. I look for my daughter and realise she didn't notice the potential fall. Fortunately, she was busy helping Leo with a stray shoe. Before long, we head off.

Sofia gets more excited as we get closer to the house. She's holding both my hand and Amelia's hand and we are swinging her in between us. Leo is more than happy to be carried back after a very busy morning. Amelia's left arm supports him as he sits on her hip and his little arms are wrapped around her neck. He's sleepily giggling at Sofia.

We get home and conversation naturally turns back to work. Amelia and I take a seat on the sofa whilst Sofia shows Leo her old toys. She's putting them into piles; ones Leo will like and ones he won't.

"So, did you talk to Alex?" She asks and I sigh.

"He wants me to visit the hospital first; no work, just seeing people." I say. I can't look at her. I feel a little embarrassed that I'm not able to do my job yet. "He also wants me to see someone in psych," I can feel my cheeks flush. "Y'know, someone to talk to. Get it all out there..." She takes my hand and I look at her.

"I think that's a good idea," her blue eyes bore into mine.

"I'm not so sure..." I trail off. "My first appointment is on Monday."

"I'll drive you," she says without a moments hesitation. "I'm off Monday but was going to go in to check up on a few patients anyway." She's so compassionate. She's caring for me without being my carer. She's not telling me what I should or should not be doing, or treating me like I'm disabled. She's just watching out for me. I squeeze her hand and smile at her.

"Thank you."