Amelia
"You're sure?" I ask Meredith, desperately.

"Completely clear," Meredith confirms. "No tumour, no abnormalities, nothing. See for yourself," she says, pointing to one of the computer screens. As I check the scans, I feel a sigh of relief run through my entire body. "I'm afraid it's just a diagnosis of 'head over heels'," she says, grimacing. "I'm not sure if I'd prefer the tumour," she jokes.

"Trust me, you wouldn't," I smile back. "Thank you for checking."

"You need to tell her," Meredith replies. "You need to tell her you love her before you drive yourself insane."

...

Arizona
"Hello?" I call out as I stroll into Amelia's house, soaking wet after my short walk from the car to Amelia's front door. This storm is ruthless. I make a beeline for the kitchen so I can unpack the food I've brought. "Amelia?" I call out, again. I see her appear in the doorway, smiling at me. "Hey, I brought soup," I say, holding up the paper bags in my hands. "I also picked up some cocoa and cream and marshmallows," I say, putting them down on the kitchen counters. "Personally, I think this whipped cream can be put to better use..." My joke is cut short as Amelia plants her lips on mine. I love her surprise kisses. I pull back to look at her. "You like that idea, too?"

"Oh, I really like that idea," she replies with an enticing smile.

Amelia
She looks hot all wet. An endearing raindrop still sits on the tip of her nose. I kiss it away before kissing her lips once more, with all the passion I can muster. A moan escapes her throat and I feel electricity shoot from my core and through my limbs. I break the kiss to tuck her wet locks behind her ears. She is the most beautiful person I have ever laid eyes on. Now. Now is the time to tell her.

"Arizona, I..." All of a sudden, the house is in total darkness. Arizona grips tightly to one of my arms. Great timing, storm.

"What happened?" She asks, confused.

"I'm gonna go with 'power cut'," I say, feeling my way around the kitchen to find the flashlight drawer. I use my hand dig around the many items of random crap and eventually pull the flashlight out. I turn it on and make my way towards the fuse box in the hallway. Yep, all the switches are where they should be. So, it's not just my house. I look out the window and realise the whole street is out. "It's the lines outside," I say to Arizona as I walk back into the kitchen. I shine my flashlight in her general direction and see her backed into one of the counter corners. Both hands grip so tightly to the counter surfaces that I can see her white knuckles from here. "You alright?"

"Yeah, fine," she says, trying to disguise her shaky voice. I don't ask her about it, I just go to stand next to her, taking one of her hands in mine.

"Help me find some candles?"

"Yeah," she agrees, quietly. I begin to gather the tealights as Arizona lights the ones that are already on display.

"So, I guess soup and hot cocoa is no longer an option," she says, disappointedly. I can feel that pout from here.

"Chinese food?" I ask, hopefully.

"I love Chinese food!"

...

Arizona
We're settled in the living room now, surrounded by candles and eating from food containers delivered by the closest Chinese food place with power.

"Seriously?" I laugh at Amelia, who's managing to capture one noodle at a time with her chopsticks. "You are one of the most skilled surgeons in America, and you find chopsticks a challenge?"

"Hey, they're tricky!" She protests.

"Uh huh," I say, sarcastically, as I use my own chopsticks to put a decent amount of food into my mouth. Amelia concentrates, carefully picking up a piece of salt and pepper chicken with the sticks. It's about a centimeter from her mouth before she accidentally drops it back into the bowl.

"URGH, I'm getting a fork," she says, slamming the chopsticks down. I laugh as she stomps towards the kitchen. She's cute when she's cranky.

"Yeah, probably for the best," I call after her. "We do want the meal to be finished by the end of the night." As she comes back into the room, she gets her revenge, playfully jabbing the back of my arm with her fork.

Amelia
"Ow! Vicious!" She retorts, as I join her on the couch.

"Yeah, that seems to be my general vibe today..." I say without much thought, finally tucking into my dinner. She looks at me with a furrowed brow, as if to say, 'Huh?'. "I got into a fight with Callie today," I say, casually, trying to play it down.

"You did?" She asks, worried. "What about?"

"Nothing important. Just bickering," I say, wanting to spare Arizona's feelings. Callie basically called her a slut, and it's not something I ever want her thinking, especially after the trial last month. "But, you know, after all the bickering, I realised..." I pause, thinking carefully about how to word this. I put my food container down and turn to face her. "I realised that, despite all the obstacles we've had to go through these past few months, I... I don't think I've ever been this happy." I say, looking at her with honest eyes. She smiles at me and takes my face in her hands. She studies me for a few moments, before kissing me, firmly. The kiss ends, but we stay close to one another. I tuck flyaway hairs behind her ear before I continue, still thinking carefully about my words. I don't want her to take this the wrong way. "But, you know, the last time I was really happy with someone else..."

"You had the tumour," she finishes my sentence for me, her face dropping. Her lip starts to shake. "Do you... is it...?"

"Oh, God, no! No, it's not back," I say, quickly. "I got Mer to check. There's nothing there. Completely tumour free." She releases the breath she was holding and slaps me lightly on the arm.

"Don't scare me like that!" She scolds. I kiss her gently as an apology.

Arizona
"Arizona," she begins, quietly. "You make me so happy. So happy that I didn't think it was possible without there being something wrong with me." We laugh together at her dark joke and share another kiss. Her words give me goosebumps everywhere. She is the sweetest human. The truth is, she makes me insanely happy, too. "I am in complete awe of you and everything you give to the world," she continues. I feel my cheeks flush and bite my lip to try and repress the goofy smile breaking out across my face. She makes me feel worthy. "And, I didn't think I could fall for somebody this hard and this fast..." She pauses; like she's about to say something ground-breaking. "But, I love you, Arizona." My heart stops. What? What did she just say? My brain starts to run at one hundred miles an hour. How is it that this brilliant and remarkable woman loves me? "And, I know it's soon, and I wouldn't blame you for thinking I'm a total nut job. I wouldn't even blame you if you wanted to run in the opposite direction..." As if I'm ever going to do that! "But, I do. And, I needed you to know... I love you."

I can't believe it.

Amelia
Arizona hasn't said anything for what feels like minutes. In reality, only a few seconds has passed. Her mouth hangs open slightly and she blinks at me in disbelief. Oh, God. I've freaked her out. I've totally freaked her out. I guess it's too late to take it back now? Or, add a 'just kidding!'?

"You love me?" She whispers, tears filling her eyes. I can't tell what kind of tears they are. Is she happy? Distraught? Nervous? Overwhelmed? Who knows?!

"I do," I confirm, honestly. I've never felt more vulnerable. My stomach twists as I start to think about the possibility of rejection. My tight chest is making it hard to breathe. Please say something, Arizona. Before I know it, her soft lips cover mine, giving me the most incredible kiss. Eventually, she pulls back and leans her forehead against mine before lifting her head to look deeply into my eyes.

"I love you, too."