Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy, I just borrowed the name of the characters for entertaining, no intention to violate any copyrights.

A/N : Sorry for the late update. I'm still upset with how the show sent off the great Dr. Calliope Torres. Actually, I'm bummed that the show that I once loved so deeply has turned into a sloppy writing drama show. I've tried to rewatch S12 but there's only 1 episode that worth rewatch, and you know which one.
I've lost my motivation but that doesn't mean I'm going to stop, just give me some times ;-)

All mistakes are mine, sorry in advance.

Chapter 70

"You did a good job, Robbins." Herman nodded her head, giving a side eye to the fellow who was scrubbing out next to her. "It was beautifully done in there."

"You are giving me a compliment again. Oh, I'm gonna cry." Arizona gave her mentor a mischievous grin in returned. The surgery was touch and go for a moment when the mother started hemorrhaging. But the blonde calmly handled the situation and stopped the bleeding without any help from the senior attending. Both mother and the baby inside her were safe and sound and heading to the recovery.

"Yeah, I'd give one when I've seen one. And this is the last one that you're going to get from me. You have graduated, Robbins. My job is done and I'm getting out of here tomorrow." Herman threw the towel in the hamper airily. She was not surprised to hear the blonde questioned.

"You're not going to stay till my board exam?"

"You'll take the exam alone." Leaning against the sink, the tall surgeon crossed her arms against her chest. "I'm not getting in the room to hold your hand."

"No, I mean, I know that." Arizona said sheepishly. "I thought you'd stay till then."

"I should have left a few days ago, but I just need to make sure you've got every bite of my knowledge in you." Herman looked back to the OR behind her, a hint of proud showing on her face. "And you did."

"What happened?" The blonde dried her hands with a towel, looking at her mentor with concern. "Why do you have to leave so sudden?"

"Robbins, I made it very clear in the beginning that we are not friends." The tall woman returned with a teasing glance. "You don't get to ask me personal question."

"I know, but... you can't say that we are not friends, okay?" After months of spending with the brilliant Fetal surgeon, Arizona knew the sarcastic manner was just the front. "You gave me a shoulder to cry on after Callie left me. You can't tell me that you don't care about me."

"To be honest, Robbins." Herman pursed her lips and giving the woman standing before her a thoughtful squint. "I am impressed."

"What?" Arizona arched an eyebrow, dimpled smile showing fully. "Of me breaking your ice cold heart?"

"Yes, that's really remarkable." The redheaded surgeon laughed out. "But also, you and Torres. You found your way back together. And look at you. You have the confidence that I haven't seen in you when we started in the beginning of this program."

"Callie is my anchor. She gives me confidence." Arizona said honestly. She leaned against the sink, facing her mentor. "The break with her was painful and it sucked. It really was. But... we've learnt from that. We're still learning from it, but I feel like this is going to make us stronger and better."

"I think the bond between the two of you is pretty strong already. A break like this can go either ways." Herman said with a sigh. "In my case, it pulled me and my husband further apart."

The blonde stared at her mentor dumbfounded. Herman had never once mentioned her failed marriage in the months that they worked together. Arizona had to learn from Google to know that the renowned Fetal surgeon was divorced.

"Years ago he got an offer from Oxford. He wanted to go and assumed that I'd just give up my career in here, moving to England with him." The redheaded wriggled her eyebrows and twisted her lips to a contemptuous little laugh.

"Did you go with him?" The fellow asked.

"If I did, I wouldn't be who I am now. And I wouldn't be standing here with you." A bitter smile showed on the taller woman's face. "We both valued our own career over the others and that brought out the tension between us. We fought every time when I had to cancel a dinner party because of an emergency patient, or he insisted that I had to sit on all these lectures, ballets, operas with him."

"Then what happened? He just went without you?" Arizona asked again. "Did you two talk it out?"

"Not really. I just moved out of the house because I was mad at him for even having that thought. And then, not living together made me realized how much I needed my own space. I got to focus on my career and invested on myself, instead of walking on eggshell around him." Herman shrugged a shoulder nonchalantly. "So when he gave me an ultimatum and a plane ticket, I served him the divorce paper."

"Just like that? You moved out, you divorced him because... what? You needed your space?" For some reason, color drained from the blonde's face.

"It was the right thing to do. We love each other but we wanted different things in life at that moment. Staying together would just make the both of us miserable." The Fetal surgeon pursed her lips to a twisted smile. And she found her fellow was staring at the floor, deep in her own though. "Oh, no need to look so sad. It was not the end of the story."

"Huh?" Blonde head snapped up, looking at the tall woman completely confused.

"The reason I decided to retire my scalpel... We started talking again after his heart attack a year ago." Herman nodded her head, answering the questioning blue eyes. "He is fine... well, for someone who had a heart attack, he has recovered well. Long story short, we'll move to France after he finished the school year."

"So you are getting back with him eventually?" The blonde slowly picked up her jaw that just dropped on the floor. "After all those years?"

"Well, like I said, we wanted different things at that moment. I don't regret of not following him in the first place. I got to do what I wanna do. Being a great surgeon was my dream and I have achieved this goal." The redheaded took off her scrub cap, gazing at it with a smile. "Despite my husband and I fought a lot, we love each other and what we had was special. When a second chance presents itself... it's time to move on to the next stage of my life."

"Then why didn't you leave sooner? I mean, you can have those few months with him." Arizona nodded and followed her attending out of the scrub room.

"With great power comes great responsibility." Herman put a hand on the shorter surgeon's shoulder and laughed out. "I made a promise with Webber years ago. When I told him that I am not coming to work in here, he convinced me to pass on my knowledge while I waiting for my husband finishing his contract with the university. And you, Robbins, just came in time."

"So I'm the little project before you hang up your scalpel? No wonder you were so hard on me." The blonde stopped her step to a halt, pouting at the smirking woman.

"Hey, you got onto my knowledge, and I got to fulfill my destiny as a greatest surgeon and amazing teacher. Win-win."

"Well..." Pink lips hung open. Herman was right. For the past few months, that woman beat the hell out of her, trying to shove every piece of knowledge and experience into her head. It was rough but it worked. Finally, Arizona twisted her lips. "You're right."

"Of course I am." The Fetal surgeon smiled triumphantly. They continued their track and Arizona linked her arm with the tall woman as they walked side by side down the hallway.

"I'm happy for you." The blonde said sincerely. She tilted her head looking at her teacher. "I don't know if I'd pass the board, but, thank you."

"You will. You're my student, Robbins. I wouldn't waste my time teaching an incompetent." Herman playfully bumped her shoulder against her fellow. Their giggle caught some attention from the people that they just passed by.

"Can I at least buy you dinner tonight? So I can thank you properly? And maybe an early celebration of my second specialty?" Arizona asked as she pressed the call button of the elevator.

"I wouldn't turn down a fancy Italian fest." The tall woman grinned after a few second pretending to consider the offer. "But you don't have plans with Torres tonight?"

"No, I am not. She has to work." The blonde nodded her head affirmatively. "I'm taking you to dinner. It's a date."

"A date, huh? I'm not gonna put out, you know." Herman winked at the blonde before stepping in the elevator.

Poking at the salad mindlessly, Arizona lifted her head to meet with the persons that came to join her on the table at the cafeteria.

"Then you should tell him that you don't want to be the chief's resident anymore." Mark said with a smirk toward his friend. Callie just rolled her eyes.

"It was the condition when he let me come back. He said I was out of the game for a while. He needs to monitor my progress personally."

"Yeah, but you're back for a month already." The man sneered. "Keep wasting your days with assisting bowel resections or running labs, this is gonna be your game forever."

"What are you two talking about?" Arizona asked, sipping her soda.

"There was a big trauma came in. The guy had multiple broken bones. Hunt, Chang and I were surrounded by useless residents. Murphy drilled through the patient's femur into the table, again!" The Plastic surgeon gestured the brunette sitting next to him with a thumb. "And this one was running labs since Webber was watching your surgery this morning."

"What am I supposed to do? I'm on his service, by his order. It's not like I have a choice." Callie murmured under her breath. Of course she would love to be back in action. Mark kept telling her how she should be in that OR just made her frustrated. Turning her attention on the other side of the table, she pulled up a bright smile. "How did your surgery go this morning?"

"It went well. I kinda flew solo, Herman didn't even lift a finger." The blonde returned with a small smile.

"That was great." Callie said enthusiastically, but she was confused that the blonde didn't look half cheerful as her. "Why don't you look... thrilled?"

"Herman's leaving after today." Arizona shrugged a shoulder, poking at her salad again. "That's why the chief was in the gallery, to see if I'm really ready to handle patients without Herman from now on."

"Are you?" Mark asked, and Callie interjected without missing a beat.

"Of course she is. She is awesome." The brunette looked at Arizona with nothing but proud. Once again, the blonde gave her a smile that didn't reach her blue eyes. Callie saw that as her girlfriend was having trouble to say goodbye to the Fetal surgeon. "Don't look so upset. I know you like her and it's hard to see her go, but this is not the end. You're gonna keep in touch with each other, right?"

"Yeah. I'm taking her out for dinner tonight." That reminded her for making a reservation. Arizona pulled her mobile out of her lab coat, and she made a grimace seeing a reminder on the screen. "Oh shoot, I forgot about this... Hey Mark, you don't have to work tonight, do you? I am donating the furniture in my guest room to a shelter. Someone's coming over to pick them up. Do you think you can open the door for them?"

"I can't. Date night." The man mumbled mid chewing his apple. "Why are you giving away your furniture?"

"We are going to turn the guest room into Sofia's nursery-" The blonde answered, and her face fell when she turned to the brunette and met with a strange look. "What? Don't tell me that you're going to keep her in the trailer. You barely have space in there for your clothes."

Mark looked between the two women, the apple he held against his mouth could hardly hide his amused smile.

It wasn't a secret that Callie was still staying in the trailer. She told Mark that since the board exam was close and she didn't want to distract the blonde. But he knew it was a lime excuse and Arizona had asked her to go back to the apartment multiple times.

"I..." The brunette choked in her breath when she saw the irritation showing on the porcelain face. She knew she couldn't avoid this subject but... "She's still in the NICU."

"She can be discharged soon, 2 weeks tops. She's not gonna stay there forever and we need to prepare a room for her." Arizona cast a sharp glare toward the brunette. She told herself to be patient with Callie and she had tried her best. But god, a month was a long time and the talk with Herman just left her uneasy. "She has a home, so do you."

"Arizona..." Callie wetted her lips nervously. She put her hand on top of Arizona's, gathering her mind but Mark interrupted her.

"Seriously, I don't know you like camping that much, Callie. I could never live in that tin can. And there has no plumbing-" The man went on and on about the trailer, oblivious of the cold stare coming from the blue eyes on the other side of the table.

Without any word, Arizona pulled the taller woman up on her feet and led her out of the cafeteria. She needed to have a conversation with Callie about the living situation and she knew that they needed to do that in private, without the third wheel adding any sarcastic remarks disturbing them.

"Arizona, where are we go-" Callie followed behind, throwing apologetic looks to the people that they almost crashed into. The two ran into a nearby supply closet and Arizona closed the door behind them.

"Why don't you want to come home? Are you having second thought about us getting back together?" Arizona asked even before the door shut close.

"No Arizona, I am not." Callie answered in a heartbeat, but to the blonde, it wasn't so convincing.

"Then why? Most of the nights you prefer to sleep in the trailer, or taking extra night shifts even though you are not needed in there." Arizona kept her gaze at the brunette, desperately wanted to see the truth on the face before her. "Are you... are you giving up on us?"

"Arizona, please listen to me. I am not giving up on us. I love you." The brunette said wholeheartedly. She was stunned to see there was a shed of tear coating the blue eyes.

"If you love me then why don't you want to come home? Is it because you need your space? You want to move on with your life without me getting in your way?" The blonde swallowed hard doing her best to keep her emotion at bay.

"What?" Brown eyes widened in shock.

"We got back together base on the assumption that we didn't tell each other what we were thinking. We bottled up our feelings until there had no return. I am not going to make the same mistake. I am not going to wait for 10 years, 20 years until I am dying for you to realize that you want to be with me!" Arizona blurt out in one breath, a lone tear rolled down her cheek.

"What are you talking about, Arizona?" The brunette's voice lingered with concern. She took a step closer, cupping the delicate face with her hands and used her thumb wiping off the tear tenderly.

"I am telling you that you don't want to come home with me? It makes me sick to my stomach and I don't know where you're standing." Leaning against the hand on her cheek, the blonde breathed out in a whisper.

"I'm sorry, Arizona. I should have told you... the apartment doesn't feel like my home anymore." Callie sighed. She dropped her hand and took Arizona's in hers. "The night I came back from Miami, I went back there but all I could think about was that you lived there with Nick and Ruthie as a family. I lied on your bed and I just... I know you didn't sleep with Nick but there was all our troubles started. You asked me to move out so you could play house with them. And I was an outsider in your little family, Arizona. I couldn't sleep on your bed. I ended up lying on the couch watching the sun rise."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Arizona's eyebrows knitted together in a little frown.

"You have a board exam ahead of you, the last you need is another distraction." Brown eyes looked deep into the pool of blue. "And I know how much you love that apartment. How can I tell you that I can't stay there?"

"Then what? You're just going to keep staying in the trailer, trading Sofia between the 2 places?" Ivory face broke into a small smile. It felt like a grant rock had lifted up from her chest, but the smile faded quickly when she saw the hesitation on Callie's face.

"I..." The brunette wetted her lips, avoiding the blue eyes stare.

"Callie?" Arizona tugged their linked hands, encouraging the brunette to continue.

"I am not sure you want to be a part of Sofia's life. After all, she is my responsibility." Callie glanced at the blonde as she talked. "She is... she is Malena's kid."

"Oh my god!" The blonde exclaimed loudly. She turned her back to her girlfriend, running her hands thought her hair with frustration.

"Arizona, you are okay with it now because... this is you. A good man in the storm wants to help everyone that is in need. You jump in for rescue because I need you. Sofia needs you." The idea of not having Arizona by her side raising the little girl was killing her. But Callie didn't want to trap the blonde into parenting a child in the heat of a moment. She had to give the blonde an out. "But in a week, a month, maybe a year, you'd think that mothering the child that wasn't-"

"Stop talking, Callie." Arizona swiveled around, holding up a hand stopping the brunette from saying further more. "I don't see Sofia as Malena's child, or Ana's child. She is your baby. I love you and I love your baby."

"I know you love her, but-" Callie shook her head. The blonde cut her off before her argument left her lips.

"Biologically you and I can not make any baby. There's always a third person involves no matter how much I hate it. So you're telling me I shouldn't love the baby that came out of you, or you're telling me that you wouldn't love the baby I made?" Arizona put her hands on her hips, challenging the brunette.

"No! But..." Callie was speechless. "With the history of me and Malena-"

"Those were histories, Callie! And we are making a future together! God!" The blonde threw her arms in the air. "You've got to tell me what is in your mind. Otherwise we're just spinning in the same circle over and over again."

"I just... I wanted to wait to talk about this after the board exam." The brunette ducked her head in shame. And Arizona stepped closer, lift her chin with a finger making their eyes met.

"I'd live even if I failed the board exam, Calliope. But I can't live without you, do you understand that?" Arizona said firmly before pulling the brunette in her arms. "I'll be damned if I lost you again."

"I am sorry." Callie wrapped her arms around the slender body, buried her nose into the soft neck.

"If you can't live in that apartment, then we... we buy a house." The blonde relaxed in the scents of her girlfriend. She knew what they had to do. "We move to a new place. Anywhere you like. We can start our family in there. You and me and Sofia."

"But you love the apartment. That is your home." Callie pulled back in shock. She didn't expect Arizona to give up her apartment entirely. But Arizona just smiled at her.

"I love that apartment but not as much as I love you, Calliope. My home is where you are." Arizona kissed the brunette's full lips lovingly. "We can hire the realtor who helped my parents getting their house. I'll give her a call."

"I can call her. Board exam is in a week, I'll take care of it." Callie leaned in for another kiss before she pulled the beeping pager out from her pocket. "The chief is paging me to the pit. I have to go."

"Do you want me to talk to the chief, asking him to let you off the hook?" The blonde asked before her girlfriend stepped out of the room.

"No, it's okay." The brunette shook her head. And she took a step back asking the blonde. "Do you want me to call Joe, asking him to be in the apartment for the furniture pickup?"

"I'll call him. You go save lives." Arizona waved her hand with a wink. And she couldn't help to chuckle hearing the mumble before the brunette took off.

"Probably he just wants me running labs."

Callie could hear shouting coming from the exam room as soon as she arrived in the lobby. Quickly ran into the room, she found a couple of attendings and residents were there surrounding a patient who was fighting off the doctors.

"5mg more morphine, stat!" Owen barked out the order while his hands trying to push the man back on the gurney, with Leah and Jo by his side giving a clumsy help. "Sir, sir! You need to claim down."

"Torres, come stabilize his leg." The chief found her resident at the door and immediately giving the order.

Running to the end of the gurney, the brunette gasped loudly as she saw the condition of the patient. The man was bended in an abnormal position. His leg was punctured into his torso like a human pretzel. The chief and Chang were trying to pull it out while Derek was doing his best to hold the patient's C-spine.

"What happened?" Callie asked while putting on the trauma gown.

"The EMT had to fish him out of a working garbage truck. He has multiple fractures. The femur is broken in half that impaled on himself." The chief answered. And then he turned to the nurses. "He's clear for X-ray."

Shortly after the films were taken and settled in the poor man, the doctors gathered around in the X-ray room reviewing the treatments.

"We have controlled the bleeding, but we still need to get in there repairing the liver and lungs." The chief pointed to the image on the X-ray.

"The C-spine is intact." Derek let out a breath of relief.

"The leg though..." Chang folded his arms against his chest, saying with a heavy sigh. "It's shattered."

"There's no way to save that leg, right?" Leah weighted in from the back of the room. "We should just cut it off."

"He makes it clear that he doesn't want to live without his leg. He needs 2 function legs to survive the street." Owen shook his head, looking at the chief. "He wouldn't agree on having any surgery if it means he's going to lose that leg."

"How stupid is he? He would die without the surgery." Jo said matter-of-factly, but none of the attendings paying any attention to her. They were racking their brains trying to come up with a plan.

Minutes went by, a small voice came up from the back.

"What if..." Callie cleared her throat, looking at the ortho attending. "What if we build him a leg?"

"What are you saying?" The chief asked with a frown between his dark eyes.

"Dr. Chang and I've read an article a while ago." The brunette turned her gaze to Chang again, getting a nod of approval and then continued, with more confidence this time. "Abbott Northwestern in Minneapolis had successfully built a lower leg with titanium."

"You're talking about half of the leg. Not just this man's femur is toast, so are the hip and half the pelvis." Webber looked between the film and the resident, not totally convinced yet.

"Yes, but Dr. Chang can put some pins here..." Callie stepped forward, pointing at the film on the light board. "And maybe a plate here. There are some viable bone fragments. We're not starting from nothing."

"This is wild." Jo gasped with amusement, missing the glare from the other light blue scrub wearing doctor standing next to her.

"What do you think, Dr. Chang?" The chief stared at the film with a hand rubbing his chin. This was indeed a wild idea but as someone always tried to find a way surpassing his fellow hospitals, this innovative orthopedic surgery would definitely put them on the spot.

"The guy needs a whole new leg. It's kind of like a puzzle, or lincoln logs. We just need to figure out what equipment we need and how to pull it off." The ortho surgeon answered with a proud smile on his face. He knew Torres had talent on this field and he was pleased that the brunette had proved him right.

"Chief," Owen chipped in when Webber took too long of time to consider the treatment plan. "The patient is circling the drain. With this, at least we can convince him to get into the OR."

"Fine, let's do this." Finally, the chief gave the green light. "Dr. Chang, you just take as many pieces of titanium we've got in the hospital, okay?"

Chang and Callie exchanged a smile until the chief gave another order.

"Torres, monitor the patient, keep him alive until Dr. Chang's ready."

"Uh... Chief?" The ortho attending spoke up. "Torres came up with the idea, she could help me."

"Dr. Chang, Dr. Murphy is your intern on this case." Webber gestured the pale and sullen looking resident. "She'd help you."

"She can't, Chief!" Chang said between grit teeth. He wouldn't let an incompetent come anywhere near the leg. "I've told you-"

"Dr. Chang, we've talked about this. This is a teaching hospital." The chief gave the man a stern look before turning to the rest of the room. "Excuse us for a second?"

Everyone left the room as requested. The attendings went on with their respective duties, and the residents were waiting outside the room.

"I don't know why the chief bothered to force me to Chang." Once Leah walked out of the room, bitterness split out of her mouth. "It's not like I want to work with him anyway."

"Are you crazy? This is a once in a life time surgery. He is going to build a whole new leg for a man." Jo stood next to her, leaning against the wall.

"This is a carpenter's work. I'm a surgeon. I save life, not playing with lincoln logs." The dark hair woman glared at her quiet peer who was staying far away from her on the other side of the wall before rolled her eyes to the ceiling.

Jo looked between the two didn't know what to say. Everyone knew Leah disliked Callie since day one. The brunette was able to brush off the acrid remarks because she knew the younger woman was just being resentful of others' ability. But ever since the last incident that led to the star resident running out of the hospital, and the attendings welcomed her back with open arms, Leah's mouth was getting meaner and meaner. The tension between the two was so thick that could be cut by a knife.

The three waited outside the room in silence. And it was getting even more awkward when the argument inside was getting louder and could be heard from anyone outside the door.

"She drilled through a patient's leg! Twice!"

"She is an intern. She has to learn-"

"She has not skill or any knowledge of what she's doing. That's why she failed the intern exam. Don't you think I know she was rejected by other departments, and you're just dumping her in my-"

"Dr. Chang!"

"Torres is not in fault in the death of that patient and you know it. But you're punishing her for that?"

"I'm not punishing her. I just don't think she's ready-"

"Didn't you see that? She was the one came up with the idea-"

The conversation in the room faded out, as well as the color on Leah's face. Suddenly, the door opened and the chief stepped out.

"Dr. Murphy, you're working with me today. Let's go check on the patient." Webber gave the staffs a solemn look before walking away, with his intern dragging her legs followed behind.

"Torres," The ortho department head addressed the brunette. "You're my pick, don't let me down. Come on, we have a leg to build."

Arizona was surprised to find the door of her apartment was unlocked when she opened it. Probably Joe forgot to lock it up before he left... She said to herself. Oh, and he forgot to turn off the lights too.

She didn't realize she wasn't alone in the apartment until she threw her bag on the floor, a raven head on the armrest of the couch jerked from the loud thud. The head turned and the blonde was met with a pair of sleepy brown eyes.

"Callie? What are you doing here?" Arizona took a few steps toward the living room, sitting on the coffee table while the brunette sat up on the couch.

"I'm released from the duty of the chief's resident. And he gave me a night off." Callie said with a smile, trying to rub the sleep off her eyes.

"Why? What happened?" The blonde couldn't hold her grin.

"There was a patient that he... um... he was impaled on himself with his leg. The leg was shattered completely and I came up with an idea..." Callie filled her girlfriend in with excitement. From how she recalled the article about the titanium frame to Chang stood up for her to get on the case. And Arizona listened with a bright dimpled smile on her face.

"Does it work?" The blonde asked, and Callie nodded her head enthusiastically.

"We almost lost him during the lung repairment, but once the BP had stabilized, everything went smoothly. We will test the movement in a few days after the swollen went down."

"I know you're a genius with a scalpel." Arizona held the strong hands in hers, the smile never faded from her face.

"I just came up with the idea. Dr. Chang did most of the work." The brunette said humbly. It was true that Chang was the lead surgeon holding the scalpel, but actually Callie was the one who found the ways to put everything together. It was recognized by the chief when a rare compliment came out from his mouth by the end of the surgery. "The chief said I can get back to the regular rotation. Start from ortho tomorrow."

"This is great!" The blonde leaned forward, planting a loud kiss on the plump lips. "You should have called me. This calls for a celebration."

"This is your last night with Herman. I don't want to intrude." Callie licked her lips, savoring the hint of sweet taste from the blonde's pink lips. "So, I wait for you at home."

Arizona raised her eyebrows. She didn't miss the word Callie used to describe the apartment.

"Arizona, I know I was being silly early." The brunette squeezed the hands in hers. "You are right. I shouldn't hold everything in. We should tell each other everything. I mean, I should have told you what is in my mind."

"And I'm listening." Blue eyes stared into brown with absolute sincerity.

"When I came back, I wasn't sure..." Callie took a deep breath. "You said you want me back, but I wasn't sure you meant it or you were just saying that because I needed you."

"Callie, I told you-" Arizona shook her head from side to side. She couldn't believe that they were having this conversation again.

"I know. It's just... with me breaking your heart." The brunette looked down at their jointed hands. Her thumb ghosted over the empty place on the pale finger where their engagement ring was once settled. "And asking you to accept Sofia... That's a lot to ask for you."

"You broke my heart because I broke yours first, Callie. We both did things that we regretted, but love keeps no record of wrongs." The blonde smiled dreamingly. "And Sofia, I love her even before you decided to keep you."

"I'd seen it in your eyes when you held her." Callie returned with a matching smile, remembering the night she found the blonde had the baby against her chest in the NICU. "Still, I told you that I had my doubts. Not just about you, but also to myself."

"About what?" Arizona pursed her lips with a frown.

"If it was a good idea to come back. I wasn't sure things could go back to where we were before everything happened. I wasn't sure I could be a mom. And I wasn't sure I could be a surgeon again. Webber benching me had fed that insecurity inside of me." The brunette said honestly. She had told everyone that she didn't mind to be kept away from the frontline. After all, she did walk out of her job and this was the consequence that she had to accept. But it didn't stop her from wondering if the chief, or the attendings had realized that she was actually a fraud, that they couldn't put the life of a patient in her hand.

"Are you still feeling that after today?" The blonde asked teasingly. She already knew the answer.

"No. Today I feel like I'm a surgeon again. When I was in the research labs holding the titanium leg I built in my hand, when I was standing next to the OR table... I am a surgeon and I've changed a life, Arizona." Callie tugged the hands in hers, ecstasy flashing in her bright eyes. "The man wasn't going to live if he lost his leg. I saved his life by giving him a new leg."

"Yes, you did." Arizona mirrored her girlfriend's board grin. She hadn't seen this genuine smile for a while and she felt her heart swelled from seeing it again.

"And you are right, Arizona. We're having a fresh start and we are going to build a future together. With you and me, and Sofia, and any future kids that no matter coming from you or me. I'd probably screw this up but you, you're a great mom, Arizona. You're going to be an amazing mom. I don't want-" The rest of the words was swallowed by a pair of pink lips that attached to hers in a split second. Callie moaned into the kiss when the blonde moved forward and straddled her laps.

Arizona deepened the kiss when she felt the plump lips reciprocated and the strong hands wrapped around her hips pulling her closer. She was expressing her love for this woman via her lips, and Callie was more than willing to return it with the same passion.

"I'm sorry. You were saying?" The blonde loosed the lips lock while air was needed. She looked at the brunette lovingly, bringing her thumb to wipe off the lip gloss that she left on Callie's lips.

"I'm saying..." Callie turned her head, kissing on the palm of the tender hand. "I don't want to have kids if I don't have you by my side."

"No, we'll have all kind of kids." The blonde looked deep into the soulful brown eyes. "I can not imagine living without you and our 10 kids."

"10, huh? Isn't it a little extreme?" The brunette tilted her head, giving the woman on her laps a mischievous smile.

"Yeah, you're right." Arizona chuckled lightly. "We should focus on the one we have first."

"I think... we should focus on the celebration that you've promised me first." Cupping the back of the slim neck with a hand, Callie slowly pulled the inviting pink lips toward hers again.

A/N 2 : They will have the rings again, soon.
A/N 3 : I'll find a way to kill Leah.