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 : all mistakes are mine, sorry about that.

Chapter 77

"He umm... he pointed the gun at my face." Callie said faintly. She could feel the hand holding hers getting tighter. "Your team burst in, shot him and he missed his shot. He shot me at my shoulder instead. That's all."

"Thank you, Dr. Torres. That's all I need." The police officer nodded his head while writing down the statement. He added before leaving the room. "I'm sorry for your injury and I wish you a speedy recovery."

The brunette exhaled slowly. Arizona was opposed to the idea of giving the statement to the police right after the surgery because she would be tired. And it was true. Walking back to the whole incident had drained her energy but she wanted to do it. She wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible.

Turning her head to the woman sitting by the bed, Callie found her fiancée was chewing her lips staring at their linked hands.

"Arizona..." The brunette breathed out. She knew it wouldn't be easy for the blonde.

"You grabbed his leg?" Blue eyes snapped up and stared at brown. "The man was holding a gun and you grabbed his leg?!"

"I..." Callie's mouth opened and closed a couple times but she couldn't get an answer out.

"What were you thinking?" Arizona dropped the hand and shot up from the chair. "He had a gun and already shot Mark! He almost kicked his own daughter to death! That girl has 2 broken ribs! One that punctured her stomach! Fractured forearm! Fractured nose! And a skull fracture!"

"I know it was bad..." Brown eyes shut tight. She could still hear the screams from the poor girl.

"You know? You know?" The blonde glared at her fiancée on the bed incredibly. "You know it but still, you grabbed his leg! He would have shot you... oh wait, he did shoot you!"

"Arizona, please..." Callie rubbed her temples by the hand that was not restrained by the sling. "I know you're upset."

"Of course I am upset! My fiancée was locked in a strip club with a man had a gun and she grabbed his freaking leg." Arizona threw her arms in the air striding toward the door. She shouldn't be in the room when Callie gave the statement to the police. Knowing what had happened in there, knowing her fiancée was so close to have a bullet in her head made her stomach flipped.

"He was going to kick Mark..." Brown eyes followed the blonde, whispering before the woman reached the door.

"Because that idiot was laughing! He got shot in the chest and he found it funny!" Mentioning their friend, the blonde paused for a second and slumped her shoulders. She turned to look her fiancée in the eyes, couldn't hold back her tears any longer. "You shouldn't... Callie, have you thought about Sofia and me?"

"Of course I have." Caramel face showed nothing but sincerity.

"Then why would you do that?" Blue eyes filled with tears, and her lips trembled. "You grabbed his leg. You said all those things to him that made him shooting you in your shoulder. You could have..."

"I know, and I'm sorry. Come here." Callie lifted her good arm toward the blonde. Finally, Arizona went back to her previous seat and took the tanned hand in hers. "I am sorry."

"Your parents are on their way to here." The blonde breathed out after a moment of awkward silence. "Their plane should be here anytime soon."

"You told them?" Callie arched her eyebrows.

"Of course I have to. You were shot." Stroking the hand with her thumb, Arizona twisted her lips to a bitter smile. "And they'd know when we didn't arrive as scheduled."

"We... we can still make it. We can departure later this afternoon..." The brunette offered. Her shoulder was sore and her whole body ached, but that was not going to stop her from taking the flight to LA with her family for their wedding. But her fiancée shook her head.

"No, Callie." Arizona said firmly. "You just came out from a surgery to remove the bullet in your shoulder. You have bruised ribs. Not to mention a concussion when you got hit. You know Derek wouldn't let you get on a plane without a 48 hours observation."

"Our wedding is after tomorrow, Arizona." Callie said as if the blonde didn't know. "I feel fine, really. We all know 48 hours is not necessary. We... I'll stay here over night. 24 hours. Then we can fly out tomorrow morning. We can still make it to the rehearsal dinner."

"No." Arizona put her foot down. Squeezing the hand in hers tightly, she said with a stern voice. "No, Callie. I'm not going to take that risk. What? You got away from a bullet to your head and you want to have a brain bleed when we're in mid air?"

"But..." The brunette tried again, but the coolest showing on the blonde's pale face made her tongue tied.

"Nicole is working on cancelling everything. She's working with your father's assistant sending emails to our guests about it."

"Arizona..." Sinking deeper onto the bed with a sigh, Callie knew very well that her fiancée was still mad. And she had every right to. "I am sorry."

"We're just postponed it, okay? We can have our wedding some other time, as long as you're still alive." Bringing Callie's hand to her lips, the blonde's voice softened. "You must be tired, get some rest."

"Can I first go see Mark?" The brunette nodded her head before making a request.

"Callie, you need some sleep." Arizona said no again, but the tearful brown eyes made her heartache.

"Please, Arizona. I couldn't sleep when he..." Taking a deep breath, Callie pleaded again. "I just want to see how he is doing."

"Just a few minutes." Reaching for the call button, Arizona laid out the condition before a nurse helped to get the brunette onto a wheelchair.

On the way from her room to the ICU, Callie tried very hard to keep herself together. Arizona had prepared her but when she saw her usually energetic best friend lying on the bed, hooking up with the machines and a tube in his mouth, tears steaming down her cheeks uncontrollably.

"Any change?" Pushing the wheelchair as close to the head of the bed as possible, Arizona asked the woman who was sitting on the other side of the bed.

"No." Lexie shook her head. Her eyes never left the pale face on the bed.

"And Teddy said..." The brunette choked back a little cry with a hand over her mouth.

"He has coded two times on the table. They were able to restart his heart but his brain could be compromised." Arizona repeated the details that she had heard from the lead surgeon. "He could wake up but..."

"He will wake up." Lexie said with her jaw locked. She had hope, and she was going to keep this hope. "Mark is going to wake up."

"Mark, please wake up." Callie prayed in a whisper.

The three women sat around the bed in silence, the only sound around them was the beeping from the machine, and occasionally, the sobs from one of them. After about 10 minutes, Arizona decided that it was time for Callie to go back to her room for a very needed rest.

"What did he say?" Lexie lifted her head for the first time since the two friends of Mark entered the room. She stopped them before the blonde pulled the wheelchair away from the bedside. "He... he was unconscious when the EMT carried him out. I... What did he say before he was..."

"He... he laughed. God, he always has a dry sense of humor." The brunette pulled her lips to a sad smile. "I always forget that they're someone's daughters. That's what he said after he got shot."

"He would be a great dad. We've talked about this once. He'd know how to keep the guys like him away from his daughters, if he'd have any." Blinking back her tears, Arizona heaved a sigh. She still remembered the night they talked about this before the man took off to flirt with a lady by the bar.

"He would be a great dad. And now..." Little Grey turned her gaze back to the man she loved. Stroking his face tenderly, a new wave of tears ran down her own face. "It's my fault."

"Lexie, it's not." The blonde said quickly.

"No, he... he was upset because I don't want to have a baby right now." Lexie's little body was racking with sobs. "He wouldn't want to go to the strip club if I didn't breakup with him. And now... I just..."

"Lexie, there's no one's fault except the man who was holding the gun." Callie's voice cleaved to her throat, but she managed to sob out. "No one would see that coming."

"What if he'd never wake up? I... I can't live without him, Callie." In the incoherent multitude of her emotions, Lexie hurled herself onto the lifeless body crying uncontrollably. "We're supposed to get married... We're supposed to have kids..."

Arizona and Callie fixated on the devastated woman with their streaming eyes. Those were the words that Mark wished to hear for months, but now... he might never know.

Before the blonde moved to console the wailing woman, Meredith came over in time checking on her sister.

"It's okay. I got her." Patting the Peds surgeon on the shoulder, big Grey put down the coffee cup and walked over to her sister.

Quietly, Arizona pushed the wheelchair out of the room. They both had a lot in their minds that didn't realize that they came face to face to the chief down the hall.

"Torres, how are you feeling?" Webber asked the patient with sympathy in his eyes.

"I'm fine, sir." Callie answered with a force smile. No, she wasn't fine. Nothing was fine.

"You come to see Sloan, huh?" The tall man nodded his understanding. "He's a good man. He'd be okay."

"Let's hope, chief." Arizona answered for her fiancée. She was about to continue their journey back to Callie's room, the chief stopped them.

"Murphy's mother is going to be here in about an hour. Do you have anything you want to say to her?"

"About what?" The blonde asked. Both women looked at the man in confused.

"Oh, you haven't heard." Webber pursed his lips. With all the things, it was understandable that they didn't know there was another incident that happened the night before. He filled the women in. "Leah Murphy was in a car accident last night. She died in Dillard Medical Center."

"She... what?" Callie stared at the chief with her jaw dropped. "I've seen her yesterday and she was..."

"DUI. She wrecked her car around a tree on the way home. The injuries were severe. She didn't make it out of the OR." The chief sighed. "Her mother didn't know that Murphy was no longer working in here. She wants to talk with some of Murphy's colleagues. Torres, you were in the same class. I know that you two are not close, but do you..."

"Chief, I don't think that's a good idea." Arizona cut in instantly. Her fiancée had been through a lot, she didn't want Callie to have to deal with a grieving mother of the woman that almost ruined her career. "Callie just had a surgery and she doesn't have much rest after everything. I should take her back to the room."

"Of course, of course." Webber stepped aside. He said before the couple reached to the elevator. "Have a quick recovery, Torres. And let me know if there's anything I can help."

The rest of the trip remained silence. Once they arrived in the room, Arizona leaned forward helping her fiancée got back on the bed, but Callie pushed her hands away.

"Go find Bailey." The brunette said determinately. "Bring me the discharge papers. I'm going to call your parents, telling them to meet us at the airport."

"Calliope, we've talked about this." The blonde stood up with her eyes widened.

"No, you talked and I listened. Now you listen to me." Callie tilted her head, looking square at the blue eyes. "We are going to LA for our wedding, today."

"We will get married, Calliope. Just not now." Arizona was not going to back down. Why didn't this woman understand that she was in no condition on getting out of her hospital bed? "I'll be damn to let you get on a plane like this!"

"Don't you see, Arizona? Things happened! Things happened never the way you wanted it to be! People got shot in a strip club! A minute you were watching people dancing and then a bullet came to your way. Or... or... you'd die in a car!" The brunette struggled to get up on her feet, but Arizona kept her in the wheelchair by putting her hands on Callie's knees.

"I am not going to die in a car, Calliope." Squatting down on the heels, Arizona locked her eyes with the watery brown ones. "Neither are you."

"You don't know that! I got shot, ain't I? God... It was so close... I almost die, Arizona!" Callie's mind finally caught up with what had happened around her, a shiver of fear went over her vein and she was getting hypoventilation. "I might never see you and Sofia again. I might never get to grow old with you. I might never get to see Sofia's first step. I might never..."

"You're fine now, Calliope. Look at me, you are here. I'm here with you, okay?" Seeing her love falling into this status, the blonde didn't know what else to do except stroking the tear drench cheeks tenderly. Her own eyes were filled with tears as well, and her heart was clenching painfully hard. "Look at me, Calliope. Everything's gonna be fine."

"It's not fine! We had cancelled our wedding once, Arizona!" Shaking her head furiously, Callie's husky cries hissed out between ragged breaths. "We... I lost you, Arizona. You can not cancel our wedding again. I..."

"It's just a party. Remember? We've talked about it. The wedding is just a party. It's the marriage that matters." The blonde was flustered. Her breath was as rapid as the woman in front of her, and her eyes were blurred by the tears pouring down her face. "We are going to get married. That's the big picture, remember? And with or without the ceremony, I am your wife and you're mine."

"Arizona, it's not!" The brunette cried most vehemently.

"Wedding party is just a formality. It's just on hold. We are just going to postpone it, okay?" With a hand squeezing Callie's good hand tightly, Arizona caressed the drench and flush cheek with her other hand. Leaning forward to bring their faces closer, the blonde tried to calm down her hysterical fiancée. "Callie baby, please breathe. It's not good for your heart."

"Promise me, Arizona. Promise me that you'll marry me. Promise me that we will get married." The brunette got so wound up, none of the word got into her head. "We... we can go to the city hall right now."

"Calliope, we..." The blonde was too much astonished to reply. "We don't need to rush to it, okay? We can wait..."

"No! No, Arizona! People die! That man died without really talking to his daughter! Mark might never wake up! He might never know Lexie wants to have his children! Murphy died before she could be a real surgeon! I don't want to die without being your wife!" Callie exclaimed, and her voice got louder and louder. "I can't die without being your wife!"

"What... WHAT?! Calliope?" The Torres' was a few feet away from arriving their daughter's room. They quickened their pace when Callie's scream ringing down the hallway. Lucia rushed in wrapping her daughter in her arms, and Carols was still standing by the door bewildered. "Arizona told me that the surgery was successful and you're okay! Why- what- what? You're dying?"

"Daddy, get your car!" The brunette was glad to see her parents. Her parents would be on her side. "We're going to the city hall right now!"

"Calm down, Callie." Arizona pleaded again. "Please honey, just calm down..."

"We..." Callie put her feet on the floor and tried to push herself up, a sharp pain went through her head and she fell back on the chair unconscious.

"Jesus! Help! We need some help in here!" The blonde shouted out from the top of her lungs. With the help from Carols, they quickly put the limp body back on the bed before the team of nurses entered. And she gasped seeing the bandage on Callie's shoulder was covered in blood.

A groan escaped the pair of dry lips when Callie tried to turn in her bed. The pain on the shoulder brought her out of her slumber. Blinking slowly, she saw the ceiling of her hospital room, and her fiancée holding their daughter against her chest on the couch in the corner.

Balancing the baby carefully, Arizona approached the bed and passed a tumbler to the patient. She sat down on the chair by the bed with a hand rubbing their daughter's back up and down, watching her fiancée sipping the water.

"What happened?" After wetting her throat, Callie asked.

"Your heartbeat was too fast." The blonde said in a whisper, not wanting to wake their sleeping baby. "Your brain went into overdrive so you fainted. We ran a CT and it was clean. And you ripped open the wound on your shoulder. Bailey had to take you back to the OR for that."

"I am sorry." The brunette breathed out sheepishly, both for scaring her fiancée, and freaking out on her.

"You have apologized enough, Calliope. You were exhausted. They had put you under a little longer so you could get some rest." Arizona chuckled lightly. "You almost give your father another heart attack."

"God, I was exhausted." Chuckling along, Callie looked around the room. "Where are they?"

"Our parents are getting coffee. They all had a long day." The blonde stood up from the chair putting the sleeping girl on the bed by Callie's side under her good arm. She knew mama would love to have some contact with her baby.

"What time is it?" Stroking the angelic face tenderly, Callie asked.

"A little passed 4." Arizona smiled softly, watching the moment that almost slipped away from them.

"I meant it, Arizona." Bringing her eyes away from their baby, Callie looked at the blonde. "About getting married in the city hall."

"I know." Getting up to sit on the bed, Arizona leaned forward to place a soft kiss on the plump lips that she hadn't kiss for hours, carefully not to disturb the peacefully sleeping baby. "We don't have to go to the city hall. I've talked to Bailey and the chief. She's going to get ordained online to become a minister. You know, the kind that can officiate a wedding?"

"You're saying...?" A glimmer of smile came to Callie's lips. She wasn't sure that she truly understood what the blonde was saying.

"You're right. There's no need to wait. I want to be your wife, Calliope. If you're still up for it, Bailey can marry us tomorrow." Sitting down on the bed, Arizona gazed into the brown eyes before Callie was able to question. She knew what her fiancée was going to say. "Tomorrow. You have enough excitement for a day. I don't want you to pass out in the middle of our vows."

"Tomorrow." The smile on the olive colored face was too broad to hide.

"Yes. And the chief allows us to use one of the offices. With both set of our parents, this room will be too crowded. Speaking of the devils..." Dimpled smile turned to the door when the parents returned.

An unexpected family gathering was held in the hospital room of SGMW. Callie apologized to her parents and parent-in-laws about the unfortunate incident. Of course she was excused. Nothing was more important than she was still alive. But still, she got an earful of complaints from her own mother about the freak out, claiming that a couple years of her life was taken.

As much as they wanted to spend more time together, Callie needed to rest. Barbara offered to treat her in-laws a home-cooked meal, and they were going to take Sofia with them.

"Arizona, you should go with them." Callie said when she passed the baby onto her own mother's arms. "You have had a long day. You look really tired."

"You don't want me to stay with you?" Sitting back on the bed, the blonde pouted her lips playfully. She understood why Callie would want her to go home. She'd have suggested the same if the circumstance reversed.

"This day was tough for me as well as for you. I can't begin to imagine how stressful you are, honey." Callie took the pale hand in hers. "I need to rest, so do you. We'll have a life time to be together. Promise me that you'll go home and have some sleep. Come back well rested and fresh tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay." Arizona nodded with a wide smile. To Callie's surprise, the blonde took off with the family without much of a fight.

A knock at the door pulled Callie's mind from the book that she was reading. She was surprised to see her best friend showing up at her hospital room door, in her maid of honor dress, carrying a garment bag.

"Addison, why are you here?" Putting down the book, the brunette greeted the woman a one arm hug when the redhead approached the bed.

"Arizona told me that you bring the wedding to here. As your maid of honor, of course I have to come." Lying down the garment bag on the couch, Addison sat on the chair by the bed.

"Where is Henry?" Callie eyed her friend curiously. "And that's your luggage? Travelling light, huh?"

"He's with Arizona's mother, together with Sofia. He wouldn't leave her side. I think my son is in love with your daughter." Addison laughed out, avoiding the second question. "How are you feeling?"

"Pretty good, actually." The brunette smiled. She honestly felt much better than the day before. "My shoulder doesn't hurt that bad. And Arizona got the nurses to give me a sponge bath this morning."

"Sponge bath by the nurses? I wonder why Arizona wouldn't do it herself." Looking at her friend up and down dramatically, the redhead smirked "I mean, she lets another woman seeing you naked?"

"She hasn't stepped foot in my room today." Callie screwed her nose to a grimace. She hadn't seen her blonde since last night and she really missed her company. "Mom said it is bad luck to see the bride before the ceremony. My mom tried to bath me though. I sent her away."

"Where is she now? I'm supposed to meet her in here." Glancing at her watch, Addison asked.

"I don't know. Having coffee with my dad, I guess. He stopped by briefly and then went out with the colonel. They're being quite secretively. Don't know what they are up to." After a pregnant silence, Callie sighed. "Have you seen Mark?"

"Yeah, he's still... sleeping. Derek said that his brain activity is still low. It's weird to see him like that." Addison sniffed and tried hard to press down the sadness. She had ruined her makeup while visiting Mark, she didn't have time to re-do it again.

"Yeah..." The brunette nodded her head thoughtfully.

"Come on, it's your big day. Cheer up. I'm gonna call your mom..." The redhead reached into her purse, but the woman in question rushed into the room just in time. "Oh, there she is."

"Sorry, sorry I'm late. It took a little more time to get my hair done." Slightly out of breath, Lucia pulled out the makeup kit from her carrying before smoothing her formal dress. "Come on, mija. We need to get ready."

"Okay, now you all make me feel like I'm way too underdressed for my own wedding." Sitting up slowly, Callie looked down at her hospital gown smiling timidly.

"No, you are not." Addison picked up the garment bag that revealed Callie's wedding dress.

"You brought my wedding dress?" The brunett's bulged out of her eye sockets. She told Arizona to grab her something to put over the hospital gown, the wedding dress wasn't in her mind.

"Yeah, you're getting married in the hospital, it doesn't mean you shouldn't look nice." The mother gave her daughter a playful glare whilst moved to help her getting out of the bed.

"It's supposed to be just a ceremony, right? I mean, Arizona and I are going to exchange vows and then Bailey..." Still uncertain on what was going on, Callie looked between the two women. "We call it a wedding but..."

"Do you want to look pretty for Arizona or not?" The redhead brought out the big gun, and Callie compromised without another peep.

With the help of her mother and her best friend, Callie was in her dress sitting on the wheelchair while Lucia brushed her hair and Addison applied her makeup.

"Good thing that you have a shoulderless dress, Calliope. Otherwise, we'd have to cut off one of the sleeves." Smoothing her daughter's long raven hair, Lucia joked lightly. "Your hair and the veil could totally hide the bandage on your head."

"And no bruise on your face." Stepping back, Addison took a look at the bride saying sincerely. "You look really beautiful."

"Thanks." A deep blush rose to Callie's cheeks. Getting ready in a hospital room wasn't ideal, but she was glad to have her mother and best friend with her as they originally planned.

"Okay, let's roll." The redhead clapped her hands then pushed the wheelchair out of the room.

Callie didn't really know the plan. All she knew was that she and Arizona were going to be officiated by Bailey in one of the offices. But the floor that Addison took her to, there had no office.

"Are you sure we're on the right floor, Addie?" Callie swiveled in the wheelchair asking the woman behind her. Addison didn't know the place very well, maybe she was lost. But the redhead just smiled.

"You'll see."

Round the corner down the hall, Callie could see from afar that the doors of the hospital little chapel were opened, and April was standing right there.

"She's here!" The girl shouted into the room. Seconds later, Carols came out of the chapel in a tuxedo.

Callie's heart skipped a beat. It wouldn't be...

Everything came clearer as the brunette being wheeled closer to the chapel, and her fiancée in a white wedding dress stepped out from behind her father with a big smile.

"Arizona..." The brunette breathed out. Her thoughts were in a whirl and her vision was blurred by the tears coating her big brown eyes. "You look... you look really pretty."

"Hey hey hey," Quickly kneeing down by the wheelchair, Arizona took the trembling hand in hers. "Don't cry. And breathe, baby please. I don't want you to faint again. We have a wedding ahead of us."

"We... here?" Callie asked between heavy breaths, trying to blink back the tears in the meantime. "You said we're going to get officiated in one of the offices...?"

"Yes, Bailey's going to do that for us. I ran the idea with her and the chief, and the chief remained me that there's a perfectly good chapel in here." The blonde stood up, taking hold of the wheelchair and pulling it closer to the doors. Her bride gasped seeing the inside of the chapel.

The usually dull and empty hospital chapel was filling with fresh flowers, and people. Their work friends were all there waiting for the wedding to start.

"The chief rearranged the surgeries, making sure that everyone is able to attend." Arizona put a hand on Callie's good shoulder and explained. She knew what the woman was thinking. "They all wanna to be in here."

"The chief did that for us?" The brunette choked in her voice. She was overwhelmed.

"Everyone did their parts. Our mothers chose the flowers yesterday when you were in your post-surgery nap. Fathers made sure they'd be delivered last night." Arizona chuckled. She could imagine how the stern looking men 'convinced' the florist owner to do as told. "I was supposed to stay decorating the room, but Teddy forced me to leave. She and Alex, Meredith, Cristina and even Owen were in charge of making the chapel presentable. Well, I'm pretty sure that they bullied some interns to do the jobs."

"Oh my god... I don't know what to say..." Big brown eyes looked around the people surrounded her. This really was going to happen now.

"Just say you're ready. I don't know how long my son can keep that little suit clean." Addison titled her head, directing everyone's attention to the little handsome fellow standing by the doors, wiping his nose with the sleeve of the white suit that he was wearing.

"Henry, come over here." Callie's lips spread to a wide grin. Her god son looked so cute in a suit with shorts. Henry left the stroller that he was guarding and ran to his aunt Callie. "You look very handsome."

"Mommy says I'm the flower boy and the ring bearer." The boy said proudly. He didn't know what that meant but he was certain that was an important job, as mommy said. "I'm going to walk down the aisle with Sofia."

"Yes, you are." Arizona leaned down to kiss the boy on the cheek. "Are you ready?"

The little gentleman nodded firmly. And April led him back to his former position and instructed someone in the chapel from afar. Wedding music started playing.

Everyone in the chapel turned their heads to the entrance and a few exclamations of surprise and amusement escaped from the crowd. It was too adorable to see the four years old flower boy had a determination on his little face while trying to keep a straight line pushing the decorated stroller down the aisle, with baby Sofia sitting contentedly inside. The baby was wearing a little pink dress with a giant rose bud on her chest featuring a big, big smile that showing off her 4 teeth, as if she knew today was a big day for her mothers.

And then, the pair of gorgeous maids of honor entered.

"Are you sure you want to do it?" Arizona looked at her soon-to-be wife with a playful grin. She kissed the plump lips one more time after received a heartfelt smile in return. "I'll see you down the aisle."

With then, the blonde hooked her arm with her father, who was wearing his Marine uniform and a proud smile.

The guests in the chapel stood up as one of the brides entered. There had no sour face but blissful grins. They all had been friends with the perky blonde doctor for years and they had grown closer and closer with the big hearted brunette. No one had ever doubt the love between those two despite all the ups and downs that they had gone through. It was a little disappointed for a lot of them that Callie and Arizona decided to hold a destination wedding. The terrifying shooting turned out to be a blessing in disguise, now they were all here, sharing this special day together.

"Okay mija, let's go." Carlos smiled to his daughter then walked behind the wheelchair. But Callie stopped him.

"Daddy, wait. I can walk." Carefully, the brunette stood up from the chair. She looked deep in her father's eyes with a sweetest smile. "You're going to walk me down the aisle, not roll me down."

"Sure? Okay." Plastering on a biggest grin, Carlos held out his arm for his beloved daughter. He had this vision ever since he held the little baby in his arms the first time, of course, in a giant and grand Catholic church instead of the little chapel in a hospital. "You know, we can still have the wedding party in LA. Once you're healed."

"No, daddy. I don't need another wedding party." Smiley face beaming with joy, Callie looked around the familiar faces that she had considered as friends, even families. "This one is perfect. Please just make sure I don't trip."

"You won't trip. I got you, mija." The father put his free hand over the one that grasping his arm tightly as their feet brought them closer and closer to the altar. "I've made a mistake once. But never doubt that I love you, and the person you bring into our family."

Looking lovingly at her father, then to the woman that she loved wholeheartedly, there was something next to the altar that caught the brunette's eyes. Something that shouldn't be in there.

Arizona saw the emotion displayed on her future wife's face. As the brunette getting closer, she could see the thin layer of tear in the brown eyes. Exchange a knowing look with Bailey standing next to her, the blonde took a step forward.

"Arizona, I give my daughter to you." Holding his daughter's hand like the most precious piece of art in the world, Carols put it into Arizona's waiting hand. "I can trust you to take good care of her?"

"With my heart, sir." The blonde's words vibrated with sincerity.

Satisfying with the answer, the man gave the brides a kiss on the cheek respectively then retreated to his place next to his wife, with Sofia in his arms.

Taking Callie's good hand in hers, Arizona led them to stand in front of their minister.

"You... you brought him here?" The brunette's voice was shaking with emotion, referring to the gurney settling in the front of the chapel, with the unconscious Mark on it.

"He would want to be in here." A swift of sadness crossed Arizona's face. "He'd be mad when he woke up knowing that he has missed our wedding."

"Oh god, I love you so much." Callie was beside herself with gratitude. She was stupid enough to get herself shot in a strip club, had her fiancée worried sick and ruined their planned wedding. But Arizona took care of everything. The blonde was able to pull everything together, making this happened in such a short time and even didn't forget to include their best friend in it. Oblivious of all the eyes in the chapel, she couldn't stop herself from bring her lips forward capturing the sweet pink one to a deep kiss.

"Ahem..." Bailey cleared her throat with a cough. "Ladies, we haven't started yet."

"Sorry." The brunette ducked her head hiding her blush. And her face went even redder when the guest roared with laughter.

"Okay people," The shorter woman raised her arms to calm the guests. As the laugh subsided, she began. "We're here to celebrate love and happiness, and loyalty, and well, in my opinion, a little bit of magic. We have known Arizona and Callie for quite a while. I think I can speak for a lot of you, these two are meant for each other. They have gone through some obstacles in their relationship but they always find the way back together. If this is not true love, I don't know what it is."

The crowd agreed with a cheer.

"I'm honored to be asked to bring these two exceptional and beautiful human beings together. If any of you has reasons why they should not be married..." Bailey glanced around the room with her trademark glare, but with a hint of mischievous in the corner of her lips. "You can hold your peace because there is none. Arizona, your vow?"

"Calliope, you completed me." Looking deep into the brown eyes that captured her heart since the first time they met, Arizona said with a dreamy smile on her face. "I've never known love before you entered in my life. I've never seen myself as a wife, let alone a mother. But you completed me. Words cannot begin to describe how grateful I am to have met you. I know that we have further to go, but with you by my side, I know there's nothing that we can't overcome. I promise to love you when life seems easy and I promise to love you when it seems hard. I promise to give you the world if that's what you want. I long to grow old with you, Calliope. I will keep you and hold you, comfort and tend you, protect you and shelter you, for all the days of my life."

"Arizona," There was a little tremble in Callie's voice. Taking a deep breath, she tried again. "Arizona, I've written my vow last week, even with a little poem in it."

That made the blonde chuckled, in a meantime, a little confused.

"But right now, I found that one was not good enough because Arizona, I love you. I'm falling in love with you more and more every day. Being with you is the best thing that ever happened to me. I... I have made a lot of mistakes in my life. I am headstrong and reckless. But you accept who I am. You love who I am and still let me... be me. This wedding..." The brunette looked around the chapel with her watery eyes. "You went through all the troubles to make this happen even though I am the one that messed it up."

"Calliope, I'd do anything for you." Arizona couldn't help to cut it.

"I know." A wide grin spread across the olive face. A lone tear of joy rolled down the brunette's cheek. "And I promise to do anything for you. You are the one for me, Arizona. I cannot imagine a life without you. And I cannot imagine what will happen if your life without me. I promise you, Arizona, from now on, I'll choose you first. You, my wife, you are my priority. When times are difficult, I will remember that we are stronger together than we are as individuals and I will not walk away from challenge. I will strive to be my best self for you each and every day."

"Okay, who has the rings?" Beaming with a kindly smile, Bailey looked between the maids of honor, who looked hesitated.

"Oh, Henry." Addison didn't have the ring but she remembered who had them. She waved her hand to her son. "Baby, the bag in your pocket."

Henry blinked his big eyes a couple times then recalled his other job that mommy told him. Hopping down uncle Alex's lap, he ran to the altar and pulled out the little bag that was settled in his pocket.

"Thank you, Henry." Arizona smiled to the little boy whilst taking the bag. She took the two rings out. Carefully, she put the wedding ring on Callie's ring finger. "I take you, Calliope Torres, to be my wife."

Taking the other ring on the blonde's palm, Callie slid it onto her wife's ring finger.

"Arizona Robbins, I choose you to be the one whom I spend my life with. I love you."

"By these acts and according to the laws of the state of Washington, I hereby pronounce you," With the biggest smile that ever appeared on Bailey's face, she announced. "Wife and wife."

The crowd cheered again, and the married couple locked their lips for the first time as wife and wife.

Rose petals fell on their head as the couple walked through their families and friends toward the exit. Callie couldn't hold back her laughter seeing the wheelchair was waiting for her outside the chapel. April had taken the time to decorate it with heart shape balloons, and a couple of empty pill bottles tied behind it. And on the back, it wrote "just married".

"You're still a patient, Calliope. Hop on." Arizona led her wife to sit on the wheelchair. And Carols put his granddaughter onto her now married daughter's laps.

"What now?" Bracing their daughter with one hand, Callie looked at her wife longingly.

"Now? I'll take my wife back to her room for the rest of day." The blonde couldn't help to kiss her wife one more time. Smiling into the lips, she said, "Tomorrow after you're discharged, we'll go anywhere you want."

April ran ahead of the happy couple snapping the moment with her camera. The picture that captured the most radiant smiles of the little family had became their favorite wedding picture that hang in their living room for the time to come.

A/N 2 : About damn time, right? Seriously, it's time. Next chapter will be the last one.