A/N

Me? Using Obergefell v. Hodges as a plot point? Naw.

Seriously though. The show never really, as I remember, talked about how big of a deal this would be for either Arizona or Callie as people.

So I decided to address it and use it as a path toward them acting like the adults they can be.

The first chapter is the longest and sets up the most. The following chapters help them work through their crap, as Alex would say.

For argument sake Arizona is living at the old apartment and Callie is living in the house they first bought together. For reasons. Any mistakes in canon are 100% artistic choices and not my crap memory.

/ / /

June 26, 2015

Callie Torres looked down at her pager when it went off only minutes after she dropped Sofia off at daycare. The room number was one that Callie hadn't thought of for a long time, but her feet followed the hallways to it more out of curiosity than anything.

When she opened the door, she saw Arizona sitting on one of the on call room beds with her phone in her hand.

"Arizona?"

Arizona looked up with tears in her eyes that hadn't been shed yet. She took a slow breath before she got to her feet.

Callie tilted her head as she stood in the doorway. "Arizona, did something happen? Is it your parents?"

"I need you to shut the door and give me ten minutes to say some things to you today," Arizona requested. "I don't have any right to ask, but I need ten minutes, Calliope. Please."

Callie hesitated for a moment. She and Arizona had gotten to a better place, but they weren't friends. They had never really ever been friends. Seeing Arizona this raddled though was setting her nerves on fire. "Alright. Ten minutes," She agreed. She stepped inside and shut the door before locking it just incase.

"Obergefell was decided about ten minutes ago," Arizona's voice cracked. "5 to 4 the Supreme Court of the United States said that same sex marriage is the law of the land." Her voice cracked as she got the last word out.

"Arizona, that's incredible," Callie said as she smiled before her smile dimmed at the look of pain on Arizona's face. "What's wrong?"

"I grew up sure that I would never be legally allowed to marry to another woman. I grew up all over the country and world because of the Colonel," Arizona said as tears rolled down her eyes. "I hoped for some rights; I hoped things would be better. I protested in college and med school. I donate to groups who fight. I could do more I know." She started to pace like she did when she was too emotional to stand in one spot.

"Arizona." Callie felt her heart beat a little faster.

"I grew up sure I would never be legally married. Washington state said we were but federally it was grey and messy and subjected to states that would never see you as my wife or me as yours." Arizona kept pacing as Callie stood by the door before she stood and just looked at Callie. "Today, the Supreme Court of the United States says that two men or two women or just two people can get married. Today we could walk to a courthouse, fill out paperwork like Meredith and Derek did, and just be married to each other. Just like that."

"We could." Callie's voice was tight as she moved away from the door to sit on the bed that Arizona had been on when she walked into the room. She put her head in her hands as the weight of it crashed against her chest.

"You were my wife from the moment you put a ring on my finger until the day we signed the papers to end things. It didn't matter what the law said. You were my wife and I was yours," Arizona said as she sat heavily on the bed across from Callie. "Today should be a day I celebrate and all I can think of is that you won't be with me if do."

"Come here," Callie said as she patted the space next to her. "Arizona, come here," she said more firmly when Arizona didn't move. She wrapped her arm around Arizona's waist when she did move. "Are you upset because we won't be drinking together tonight or because we aren't together?"

"I'm upset because we were so close to making it all work and it didn't," Arizona whispered. "I'm upset that my anger and my bailing and losing control are what sent us down that road." She hung her head. "I have no right to page you to on-call rooms because my day sucks at seven AM anymore. But thank you for coming anyway."

Callie leaned over to rest her head against Arizona's shoulder. "Months ago you asked me if I missed you, and I said I did but you said not enough. Do you remember?"

"I do." Arizona wasn't sure what she was getting at with it but she remembered it.

"What if I missed you enough? What if being divorced and you taking time to heal away from me and me taking time to heal away from you has lifted the fog?" Callie asked carefully.

"Lifted the fog?" Arizona questioned.

"The cheating and the break and the HR thing and the fellowship and the miscarriage were all like a fog around us," Callie said as she rubbed over Arizona's side. "I was angry and lashed out. You were angry and lashed out. We both had fog in our eyes. We both forgot the other was the most important non-Sofia shaped person in our lives." She knew what she was doing was a risk, but she had taken them before. Some even worked out. "What if we remember?"

"We're divorced," Arizona stammered out as she tried to keep her heart from beating out of her chest.

"People get divorced and find their way back to each other sometimes," Callie whispered.

"I can't talk about this if you don't mean it," Arizona whimpered at the thought Callie was saying what she thought she was. "We broke each other's hearts, but we've never been cruel."

Callie paused for a few seconds to decide if she wanted to do this or not. Because Arizona was right, they had destroyed each other, but they hadn't been deliberately cruel to each other. "If you're up for it, I'd like to take you to dinner," she finally said.

Arizona shook slightly as the words from six years ago were used on her instead of by her. But she didn't have it in her to say no to Callie. She never really had been able to deny her what she wanted at the end of the day. Even when she put Callie through hell before giving in. "I'd like that," she finally replied.

"I can't promise we'll end up remarried." Callie swept Arizona's hair over her shoulder, so she could press a kiss to her neck. "I can promise that we're doing this with the clean slate I denied you when I promised to give you one."

"I love you." Arizona shivered at the way Callie's lips on her neck still got her.

"I love you," Callie said against Arizona's neck. "I wouldn't do this to you if I didn't. I wouldn't do this to me if I didn't. We have to start from dinner dates and goodnight kisses at the front door again, but maybe this time we'll get it right."

"A fresh start." Arizona leaned more heavily against Callie. "Calliope," She whimpered when she felt Callie's teeth against her skin.

"I need to go do rounds before I'm late," Callie finally pulled back. "What time do you get off?"

"Seven," Arizona looked up at Callie when she stood. "Sofia has a sleep over with Zola, so Meredith is taking her home with her at five."

"I'll meet you at Joe's at half past seven then?" Callie smiled. "If we're going to try again, might as well start back at the beginning, right?"

"It's a date," Arizona said before taking a deep breath she had been holding for two years.

"I'll see you tonight," Callie smiled before slipping out of the room to go do her rounds.

/ /

Arizona looked at herself in the mirror. She wore dark wash jeans, a white shirt with what splashes of every color of the rainbow splashed all over it, and a pair of boots that made her feel tall without the pain heels inflicted on her at times.

"Damn, Robbins," Amelia Shepherd said as she walked into the attendings locker room. "Hot date or going out to celebrate our country not sucking for five seconds?"

"Date," Arizona looked over at her. "With Callie," she admitted.

Amelia raised an eyebrow at the admission. "The ex-wife?"

"Yup," Arizona grabbed her bag and her jacket. "Keep that to yourself though?"

"I've known you a long time, Arizona." Amelia came closer. "We survived Hopkins together. Survived hell. If you need someone to vent to or to drive your drunk ass home, you call me. Got it?"

"I promise," Arizona said as she leaned in to give Amelia a hug. "You are still my favorite roommate who I didn't marry."

"Because I am the greatest," Amelia said with no hint of modesty.

"I'm glad you stayed humble," Arizona laughed as she headed out of the locker room to go over to Joe's.

Arizona couldn't help smiling at the party that was going on when she got to Joe's. There were rainbow flags everywhere. People laughing and celebrating the news that made her heart ache for how many didn't make it to see this day. She moved through the bar until she found Callie tucked at a table in the back they often sat at when they had come here.

"Hey," Callie smiled and stood up when she saw Arizona come closer. She was dressed in dark jeans and a green top with her leather jacket fitting just as perfectly as it ever had.

"Hey," Arizona smiled back.

Callie took a chance to open her arms in hopes for a hug. Arizona stepped into her arms, feeling them tighten around her as her arm wrapped around Callie's waist. For a moment, they stood together in the noisy bar and hugged each other after months and months of no contact at all.

"I missed hugging you," Callie whispered into Arizona's ear.

"I missed hugging you," Arizona replied before she leaned back without breaking the hug, so she could look in Callie's eyes.

"I ordered you wine," Callie said when they both finally pulled back from the hug to take their seats across from each other. "I figured that was a safe place to start."

"Thanks," Arizona smiled a dimply smile at the gesture. "Have you eaten?" She asked. "I could use some fries and Joe makes the best garlic mayo for fries."

"I ended up having a late lunch, but I never say no to fries," Callie said before turning to flag a waitress down to order them.

They turned to look at each other once the order was put in. Both unable to keep their eyes off each other once they were finally given permission by the other to look again. Both shook their heads slightly at how wide their smiles were.

"This already feels different than when we dated the first time or tried to make things work after they broke," Arizona said, her hand moving to the middle of the table, palm up.

"We know things about each other. We share a daughter and history," Callie pointed out. "I know how to take your coffee and what kind of ice cream you buy when you're stressed. I know your favorite foods and about your smoking habit when you think the world is going to come crashing down around your ears. I know the walls you put up and the way your shoulders slump when you can't go on anymore," she smiled as she slid her hand against Arizona's under their palms were resting together. Her fingers stroked the thin skin of her wrist.

"I know you," Arizona said as she tilted her head to look into Callie's dark eyes. "The way you love with your whole heart. The way you give all of yourself to those you care about. How hard you try when you find a cause worth trying for. The way you make the best hangover breakfast sandwiches in the whole world. The way you cross your arms when you're thinking hard and can't or don't want to ask for a hug. The way you always push your tomatoes to the side when you eat a salad, so you can eat them last because they're your favorite part."

"We know the basics, and we know the advanced stuff too. What we don't know is the healthy versions of who we've become work with the other," Callie said.

"But you think they could work together?" Arizona asked.

"I do," Callie confirmed. "I wouldn't have said what I did in that on-call room or asked you here if I didn't think so."

"We should have some ground rules," Arizona said after the fries were set between them. "Because we both rush sometimes when we really want something, and I don't want to rush back together and hurt each other or Sofia."

"I know you like rules," Callie agreed before picking up a fry to dip in the garlic mayo.

"Dates are not therapy," Arizona said first. "If we go out to dinner, then I want to go out to dinner and talk about us or what cool thing we did at work or maybe Sofia. But I don't want to talk about issues and hard things. We need to do that but not on dates."

"I like that," Callie agreed easily. "Dates shouldn't be a battleground, and we need time to just be together and have fun."

"We're doctors, things come up, surgeries come up. But we have to agree that when we make plans everything short of a 911 or Sofia comes second," Arizona said. She knew she was more guilty of that than Callie was for the majority of their relationship.

"Sofia above all else," Callie agreed. "911's are 911's. We have to answer them to save a life. But you're right than short of that we both need to remember to respect each other's time and commitments that are adjusted for each other."

"We have to have the clean slate." Arizona knew it wasn't so much a rule as a request but she made it anyway.

"Tell me this," Callie said as she slid her palm forward to rub over Arizona's forearm. "Was there anyone who mattered after the divorce?"

"No," Arizona said. "No one who mattered."

"Then I don't care," Callie said and meant it. "Because we were divorced. We were divorced, and I was dating too."

"You're sure?" Arizona tried to not sound too hopeful it would be that easy.

"Clean slate," Callie promised. "I'm not going to pretend if I saw Boswell I wouldn't want to break both of her hands but that is less about you at this point and more about her knowingly sleeping with a married woman."

"I wouldn't see her again," Arizona shook her head. "Calliope, never again. Alex knows enough to know if he ever hears she's consulting on something to take the case and to tell me to get my ass out of the hospitals those days. I never want to see her again."

"I trust you," Callie said. "I trust you, because if I don't then it doesn't matter how much I love you, this wouldn't work. So, I am choosing to trust you. I am choosing to look into your eyes when you tell me you'll be honest and faithful and believe you. Because one of my rules for this is no one else. No one ever again from this point on."

"Calliope, I swear it." Arizona looked into Callie's eyes as she spoke. "The only person I want is you. I am all in on us even if we're going to start at step one and not go back to living together and being together the way it was the first time."

"Sex was a big part of our relationship; it was something we both liked and something we were really good at," Callie said with a share grin with Arizona. "But it also became how we covered up issues and what we did instead of talking to each other about what was going on in our head. It will take time before we sleep together again, but when we do sex needs to be sex and not how we wallpaper our issues."

"No sexual wallpaper," Arizona agreed with a shy smile. "You're right about how much we used sex to paper over things sometimes. And when I lost my leg I didn't want anyone to touch me, most of all you because of how scared I was I would never be me again. But I am me and I have adjusted."

"It's nice to see you laugh and smile as much now as before the crash. It's a slightly different smile but the dimples are back, and I do love your dimples."

"I know you do," Arizona smiled just to bring them back out.

"I need you to tell me what you will and won't accept help with when it comes to your leg." Callie took another fry and dipped it. This time she held it up in front of Arizona's lips so she could take a bite of it. "I'm an orthopedic surgeon, and I can't change that. I know when you're shifting your weight because your leg hurts, and I don't know if I will ever be alright knowing I can help you and then just not. But if you tell me you don't want it, I will accept it."

"I've gotten a lot better with that," Arizona promised after swallowing. "The leg I have now hurts a lot less and a lot of the phantom limb pain is totally gone. But you're right, it still gets sore after a really long day or surgery. And your hands are the best at making that pain go away. So, I'm going to make it a point to ask for your to help when I need it. I have missed your back rubs too and that has nothing to do with the leg and everything to do with how strong your hands are."

"I loved when you'd come home, take your shirt off, and just pull me to our room and ask for a back rub," Callie admitted. "I like touch, Arizona. My arm around your waist or giving you a massage or putting my hand on the small of your back. I liked it before you ever knew we were girlfriends. That isn't a part of me I can change."

"I don't want you to," Arizona said. "I am in a place now I can accept it without feeling like you're taking pity on me. I loved it before the crash. I loved it. And then I let it get in my head and started resenting it and you with it. That is not going to happen this time."

"We should make sure this is what we both want, as much as we both say we do, before we tell Sofia though," Callie suggested. "She's a smart kid, and she is going to tell things are different. You and I will be different around each other when she sees us and she'll pick up on that, but I think we should hold off for now."

"You're right," Arizona nodded. "I want to spend time with you and herz I miss just going to the park together and sitting on a bench and talking while she plays. I miss movie nights and family dinners. But I don't want to hurt her or confuse her anymore than we have. Not until we both agree we're ready to tell her."

"You're her mama, legally and emotionally," Callie said with such pride in her voice. "There are days I swear if I hadn't given birth to her no one would believe you didn't."

"She looks just like you," Arizona smiled warmly. "But she is going to have Mark's height I think and his frame."

"God help us when she's a teenager if she's anything like any of the three of us," Callie laughed.

"I miss him," Arizona sighed after a second. "I never thought I'd say that, but I miss him. I miss the place we found ourselves in before the plane crash. The way he and I became friends, family really. I miss you having that person you could go to even if it drove me crazy before we were married."

"I miss him every day," Callie nodded. "But he's watching over us. I'm sure yelling at us from time to time too."

"He would have been so angry at me," Arizona whispered.

"Me too," Callie said.

Arizona picked her glass up and lifted it a bit higher. "To Mark, may he be enjoying the afterlife as much as he always enjoyed life."

"To Mark," Callie lifted her glass before they clinked theirs together and took a drink.

For a few minutes they just ate some of the fries before they got too cold and enjoyed people watching in the bar together. Sitting and not talking to Callie while they were close together was once one of Arizona's favorite things and she was glad they had it back. They got another round of drinks brought off and the empty glasses taken away.

"What about work?" Arizona asked. "We have a lot of the same friends."

"We do," Callie breathed out at the thought of what to do about that. "Maybe try to get to date three or four before we let anyone know?"

"Amelia knows, but she won't say anything," Arizona promised. "She and I go way back to Hopkins. We lived together for a while."

"As roommates or as rooooomates?" Callie raised an eyebrow.

"Roommates," Arizona laughed at the idea. "She isn't my type. I mean she kind of is but there was never anything sexual between us. She was one of my best friend and then Tim died and she had the issues she did and we fell out of touch. I was surprised as anyone when she came here."

"I'm glad you have a person." Callie reached for Arizona's hand again. She laced their fingers together before bringing Arizona's hand up to press a soft kiss to her knuckles.

"I'm glad you do too. Meredith Grey and you being friends is weird though," Arizona laughed.

"Tell me about it," Callie snorted. "But Cristina is gone and we've both known each other for too long not to bond when Zola and Sofia are so close. I'm not a twisted sister but maybe a twisted cousin."

"You can tell her, Meredith. You should have someone to talk to about us. I have Amelia and you have Meredith and both will keep it to themselves," Arizona said.

"Would you dance with me?" Callie asked.

"I will but there are a lot of eyes in here that we see at work every day. They are already going to be talking about we're holding hands and sharing fries," Arizona pointed out.

"Fair point, Robbins," Callie admitted.

"There is something about the way you call me Robbins that I've always loved," Arizona admitted. "You don't do it much, but I love when you do."

"I like when you call me Torres," Callie admitted. "I love when you call me Calliope but that is different. Only you and my father get away with that."

"I like calling you Calliope," Arizona smiled.

Callie picked up her phone when it went off. She smiled as she turned it around, so Arizona could see the photo Meredith sent of Sofia and Zola in a blanket fort the pair made. They were sharing a bowl of popcorn and looking at what she assumed was the TV.

"I used to make forts like that with Tim," Arizona said as she looked at their daughter with her best friend. "Every time we moved, the first time after I got back from skating with Dad, Tim and I would build one and watch a movie together."

"Is that why you made one with Sofia the first night in the house?" Callie asked.

"It is," Arizona confirmed. "I know I don't talk about him much. After Nick, it got even harder to talk about him than it was before and it was hard before that. But I don't want Sofia to grow up without knowing she has an Uncle Tim who would have been crazy about her."

"I bet he would have been wrapped around her finger," Callie said as she held tight to Arizona's hand.

"He was a 6 foot 4 Army Ranger who was tough as hell but he would have been a big kid with her. He would have loved her so hard." Arizona shook her head at the relationship that was lost. "He wanted kids. Growing up he was the one that always talked about having a family, having kids and a wife to come home to. He was going to do four more years and then leave the Army and go be an EMT or firefighter."

"He sounds like such a good man," Callie said. "And a lot like his sister."

Arizona laughed softly. "People thought we were twins when we were little and then when we were in high school. There was only eleven months between us so it was an easy mistake." She pulled her phone out and went to a folder of hidden photos. She turned it around to show Callie a photo she never had before. "That's Tim at my college graduation. No one told me he was going to make it. I cried so hard, but I was so happy."

Callie looked at the photo of the Robbins siblings smiling matching dimpled grins. They were so much alike despite Tim being so much taller than his sister. "You two look so much alike. He's a handsome guy."

"The reason I don't like my birthday is because it always feels difficult to be happy about growing a year older when he won't," Arizona admitted something she kept from Callie their entire relationship. "But Sofia is getting older and I'm not sure how much longer I can do without letting her share the day with me."

"Arizona," Callie whispered at the revelation. "I'm so sorry, honey," she said. Without thinking about it she got up and tugged Arizona back into her arms. They hugged tightly to each other as Arizona pressed her face against Callie's shoulder.

"I'm alright," Arizona said when she pulled her head back after a few minutes and letting Callie just hold her again. "Not thinking about him doesn't work so maybe it's time for me to talk about him. With you and Sofia and Mom. I can't with the Colonel, but that is a lost cause."

"Anytime you want to talk about him, we'll talk," Callie promised as they both sat back down.

"Did I tell you what I started last month?" Arizona asked to change the subject after leaning across the table to kiss Callie's cheek.

"You didn't," Callie shook her head.

"Spanish 101 classes," Arizona admitted. "Sofia tries to say some things in Spanish, and I am totally lost. I want her to be able to speak Spanish without me being lost."

"Really?" Callie's face lit up at the news. "That is really amazing. If you ever want some help, let me know?"

"I will," Arizona promised. "I want to try to get some of the basics down first, but learning from you sounds pretty great too. I love the way you speak Spanish. I always have even when I didn't know what you were saying."

"Thank you for this. It means a lot to me that you would learn Spanish," Callie held her hand again.

"It's part of you and Sofia. Honestly I should have before now, but things were always crazy before. They still kind of are, but I figured there is never going to be a good time, so I might as well just do it," Arizona explained. "And as Sofia gets older she is going to learn more and I can't let our daughter outclass me."

"You're competitive against our kid. I should not find that as cute as I do," Callie laughed.

"I am very cute," Arizona grinned at her. Her phone went off and she sighed when she saw the message. She shot a text off to Alex to have him take care of it since he was on call tonight. It wasn't an emergency, but it was something that she would usually deal with.

"Everything alright?" Callie asked.

"One of my peds cases," Arizona explained. "I am having Alex handle it though. He can handle it. And I've had wine so even if I went to the hospital I wouldn't go into an OR after drinking. I would have just talked to the family and him and then watched and told him what I would do if I was there which he will already know. So, I'm handing it off."

"I love you," Callie said. The words came out of their own volition, because she knew not that long ago Arizona would have felt compelled to leave anyway.

"I love you," Arizona said back. "Te amo."

"Te amo," Callie said before leaning in. "Tienes los ojos mas bonitos del mundo."

Arizona closed her eyes at the sound of the Spanish rolling off of Callie's lips so perfectly. "What does that mean?" She asked.

"It means "you have the most beautiful eyes in the world"," Callie smiled.

"I missed hearing you say things like that," Arizona admitted with a smile.

"Fuiste, eres y siempre serás, mi más bonita casualidad," Callie said, just loud enough for Arizona to hear. "You were, you are and you always will be, my most beautiful chance," she translated.

"Calliope," Arizona said before bitting her bottom lip. "You're making it really hard not to kiss you right now."

"Guess this is a good test of self control, isn't it?" Callie smirked just a bit as she pulled back.

"You are killing me," Arizona groaned as she reached for her wine. "But I missed you flirting with me like this."

"I missed flirting with you," Callie finished her drink. "When are you free again? As much as I want to stay here all night, I'm in at seven tomorrow for a double shoulder repair, and I need to get some sleep."

"Tuesday?" Arizona asked. "It's my night with Sofia, but she has been promised a sleep over with her favorite uncle. Alex even promised she could paint his nails if she wanted."

"Seriously?" Callie laughed at the idea Alex was willingly having a sleep over with their daughter.

"She has him wrapped around her finger," Arizona nodded.

"Tuesday night then," Callie nodded. "We'll figure out a plan this week?"

"Sounds perfect," Arizona agreed. "Will you text me when you get home?"

"I will," Callie stood and tossed down enough to cover their drinks and fries. "This was the best first date I've been on in a long time," she said before bending down to kiss Arizona's cheek.

"Me too," Arizona looked up in Callie's eyes. "Goodnight, Calliope."

"Goodnight, Arizona," Callie smiled before walking away to head home.