"Where is she?" Arizona stood at the bar of a totally empty Gregory's. She had gone over in her lunch break when she still hadn't heard anything from Callie.

"Who?" Jonathon acted dumb.

"Is she okay? Did she go on her business trip? "

"Yes, she went to LA but no, she's not okay. Her girlfriend accused her of cheating last night." He stared her down. He had spoken to his friend this morning and although she had explained to him why Arizona was so insecure, Jonathon couldn't get over how hurt she had sounded.

"I didn't accuse her."

"You thought she was capable and that's bad enough." He rounded the bar and began wiping tables.

"She's not. I know that."

"Really? Then what was last night about?"

"Me. My crap. I should never have said what I did."

"You know, I really don't get you. You stay with the woman who did cheat and push away the one who hasn't. What on Earth made you think she was being unfaithful?"

"She kept disappearing and making secret phone calls." As the words came out of her mouth, she knew it was weak reasoning.

"And you didn't maybe think it was a good kind of secret?"

Arizona shook her head and looked to the ground in shame. "I guess that says more about me. Then last night I overheard you."

"Me?"

"When you said about her getting bored and everything."

"Oh balls. Don't tell me you took that seriously." When the blonde nodded in response, he sat down and gestured for her to join him. "Me and Cal talk about sex. Like a lot, well we did anyway. Then you showed up. She got so jealous when she found out you were in a relationship. So much so that I had to point out that you meant more to her than she wanted. She was in love with you. I never thought I'd see the day. In the twelve years I've known her, Cal has just wondered through life, picking people up as she went. Then there was you. Now we don't talk about sex. It's all just relationships and well, I was bored. So I was goading her. I wanted her to talk to me the way she used to. It was banter, between friends. You weren't supposed to hear it. You certainly weren't supposed to believe it."

"I don't. Not really anyway. I need to apologise. She won't answer my calls or reply to my texts though." Arizona rested her head on the table, sighing in frustration. "I screwed up big time."

"Yeah, you did."

"Thanks."

"You hurt my friend. I was going to find you and slap you into next week."

"Why didn't you?" She wouldn't have been surprised.

"Cal would have done much worse to me."

"I probably deserve it."

"Not from where she's standing, apparently. She loves you too much. It's actually quite sickening."

"You really just wanted details of our sex life?" She didn't really understand her girlfriend's friendship with this man.

"What can I say, I'm perverted. It's what we used to do in college. I guess she finally grew out of it."

"So do you think she will wanna see me when she gets back?"

Jonathon took a deep breath and ran his hands through his dark hair. "I don't know. This is new territory but I reckon you're still gonna try, right?"

"I can't lose her." It was true. They'd only been in a relationship for two and a half months but the idea of being without Callie, it made her want to cry. "She knows me better than I know myself. She kept trying to get me to talk about what Jas had done. I just refused."

"Well that's probably a good starting point. What would you say is Callie's skill?"

"Getting in my head."

"Getting in everybody's head really. I reckon she could get a confession out of a serial killer. She hates talking about her stuff all the time so she gets everyone else to talk about theirs. I think she was getting a little frustrated that she had to keep telling you about her problems when she was getting so little back in return. She's terrified that your life will just become about her injury."

"I didn't think my issues were that important."

"Well, you were wrong."

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Arizona was sat in her office before the inevitable sound of a pager went off again. She hoped that she had time. After talking to Jonathon she knew what she had to do. Reaching for her phone, she hit speed dial for what was probably the fiftieth time in the past twelve hours. Unsurprisingly, it didn't get picked up and went straight to voicemail.

"Calliope, I know that you don't want to talk to me but I hope you at least listen to this message. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry that I hurt you. I'm sorry that, for one fleeting moment, I thought you could cheat on me. I know that you won't. You're probably mad that with all that you can't control in your life, I went a little crazy over something that you can. You'd never do that. Please forgive me. Phone me back or come home and scream at me. Yell and get angry, I can't take this silence. You saw this coming. You asked me about what happened with Jasmine and I refused because it still hurts but losing you hurts more so here goes. It was a nurse at Seattle Press, her hospital. I found out when another nurse transferred from there to Seattle Grace and I overheard her gossiping. It happened more than once. Jas cheated on me more than once and every time she came home to me and told me she loved me. I didn't even know. I loved her Calliope, not as much as I love you, but I did. I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with her. Now I've got you though, well had you, and it's so much better, you're so much better. Please forgive me. I love you."

She hung up the phone and went back to work.

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Two days later Arizona received a text from Callie. She had gotten back from LA that day. It simply read:
"Come home."

So when Arizona had finished her shift, she drove to Callie's apartment. She knocked on the door as she wasn't sure if she had the right to let herself in. When there was no answer she got a little worried and used her key. All of the lights were off apart from a low light coming from the bedroom. Inside, the brunette was lying on her back, staring at the ceiling, already in her bed clothes.

"Hey." The surgeon tentatively offered. In response, the other woman just pulled back the covers on the other side of the bed and took Arizona's PJs from under her pillow. Unsure of what was going on, the blonde just took them and went to the bathroom to get ready. This was not what she had been expecting. A few minutes later, she emerged and slowly joined Callie in bed, leaving a comfortable distance between them.

"I'm sorry."

"I know." Arizona immediately recognised the tiredness in Callie's voice.

"I should never have said it, any of it."

"It's okay, I forgive you."

"Just like that?"

"I had time to think in LA and I got your message. At any point did you think that I didn't love you?" Both women were yet to move their eyes away from the ceiling.

"No, that's why I was pretty sure you weren't when you kept acting weirdly and taking suspicious phone calls. It wasn't till Jonathon pointed out that it might have been a nice surprise that the thought even entered my head. Then when I heard him saying things to you about being bored, it kind of hit me. You've been with so many..."

She paused when Callie took her hand in hers. It shouldn't have felt weird because they held hands all the time but something about the situation made her jump.

"You're the best I've ever had because you mean something to me, everything to me. It doesn't matter how long the line is before you because there is no one after you. You are the last one. Don't you get it, you're not competing, I am." Frustration was seeping into the brunette's tone.

"How?"

"You loved her, you were going to spend the rest of your life with her. I have to compete with what you felt for Jasmine and all of the women you've ever loved. It's harder to fight feelings than actions Arizona. You are my first. The first person I have ever loved. The first person that has seen all of me. The first one to hold me in their arms and rock me back to sleep after a nightmare. How long is your line? It might be shorter but it meant a lot more." The blonde was stunned, she'd never realised that Callie was so insecure in their relationship. "If she hadn't of cheated on you, would we be together?"

"That's an unfair question Calliope."

"You asked me one once."

"But you knew the answer. You always know the freakin answer."

"Not this time I don't."

"It doesn't matter because she did cheat. She could do it but you wouldn't, couldn't do it. That's what matters. I know that."

"I'm tired Arizona." Callie huffed. She was too drained to delve into all this emotion. Travelling always did her in.

"You wanna go to sleep?"

"Yeah." The room was plunged into darkness when the Latina turned off the light. They were still holding hands.

"Are we..."

"We're okay." Callie declared.

"Then why are we so far apart?" She wasn't just referring to the space in the bed. It still felt like they were chasms apart emotionally.

"Because we're not good."

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After that Callie and Arizona had fallen asleep. For the next few days, things were difficult between them. Both seemed to feel responsible for Arizona's irrational outburst and it was driving a wedge through their relationship. They seemed to keep missing each other. The blonde was pulled into surgery whenever she went to leave the hospital and Callie was wrapped up with finishing the work at The Avenue. All in all it felt to the surgeon like they were slowly pulling a part. She decided that her partner needed to get angry, she had been so calm ever since the night in her office. It was unnerving. Arizona knew that Callie was getting more and more tired as days past and as a result was becoming emotionally detached. She decided that she would make her girlfriend sit down tonight and work all this out.

It was then that Arizona's pager went off. It was 911 to the pit. When she got there though she found no peds cases.

"What's going on?" She asked Mark as he rushed past. He turned round when he heard her. "I got a page?"

"Robbins." He spoke regretfully. "I'm sorry, it's Callie."