"Mom?" Arizona turned back to her girlfriend with her hands on her hips. "What the hell is going on?"

"Good luck." Jonathon whispered to his friend before slipping out of the door.

"Callie called us." The older woman explained.

"You called my parents?" Arizona seemed insulted.

The Latina made her way towards the kitchen to turn off the oven.

"You called mine."

"You were comatose!"

"Well you will be if you don't take a break. You've been so great at looking after me but somebody needs to look after you and it can't be me right now so..." She knew the blonde would react poorly.

Arizona turned to her Mom. "This is unnecessary."

"Well I'll be the judge of that. Now are you gonna give your mother a kiss or not?"

The blonde embraced Barbara and Callie spoke again.

"Dinner's ready if you want to..."

"I'm gonna get a shower. You eat." She walked straight passed her partner and into the bedroom.

"Sorry about that." Callie said as she sat down with the food.

"Don't be ridiculous, she's my daughter. Maybe we should have warned her."

"No she would have refused and this way we can both deal with her crankiness."

"Arizona was never any good at accepting help. She'll be back out in a minute. Don't worry; she just needs to get used to the idea."

Twenty minutes later and Callie and Barbara were chatting cheerfully.

"Your friend Jonathon has good taste in wine." The older woman pointed out as she polished off her glass. Callie had asked him to bring a couple of bottles along with the accounts.

"Especially compared to his taste in men." The brunette joked.

"I can see why she likes you. Our Arizona's always loved people that could make her laugh."

"I'll get you the bottle if you want a refill."

"Oh that would be lovely sweetheart."

Callie went into the kitchen and grabbed the bottle from the counter top just as Arizona came out of the bedroom, her head hung low.

"Hey darling, you ready for some food. I made your favourite." The Latina wasn't upset by her girlfriend's reaction to her Mom showing up out of the blue.

"She did," Mrs Robbins declared. "I'm not ashamed to admit that it's better than mine."

"That would be great thanks." The blonde's voice was still small.

"Okay can you pass that to your Mom; there is white in the fridge. I'll put you out a serving." As she spoke Callie handed over the bottle.

"Wait." The surgeon grabbed the front of her shirt and pulled her in for a chaste kiss. "Thank you for this. I'm sorry for acting like a bit of a bitch; I know you're looking out for me." She kissed her again.

"What was that one for?"

"I hadn't even said hello to you today what with you still being asleep when I left."

"Well, good evening."

"Hey." Arizona returned before sitting down at the table.

The three women enjoyed the rest of their meal. Arizona quite literally jumped for joy when Callie produced a banoffee pie after they'd finished their lasagne. The Latina had known her girlfriend would be unimpressed by her calling Barbara and so cooked her favourite to help her relax.

Callie had excused herself and gone to bed not long after dinner, leaving the Robbins women alone.

"She really didn't need to call you Mom."

"You look like crap." Her mother spoke plainly.

"Thanks." The surgeon replied sarcastically.

"Well, it's not surprising; you've been through a lot."

"I kind of just watched it all happen to be honest."

"Callie told me about last week."

"What?" Arizona was shocked.

"Don't be angry with her; she knew I'd see the bruises and I also think that she wanted to take responsibility for it. I thought at first that I should get angry and have a go at her you know, put her in her place."

"You're doing a good impression of Dad right now." The blonde interjected.

"She was crying though, as she spoke, she was sobbing. I knew how sorry she is. The woman that was in front of me and ate dinner with me would never have done that to you." Barbara's voice was soft. She had developed a great affection for Callie but Arizona was her daughter and she had to make sure she was okay.

"I know that. It was the fall. She hit her head and that exaggerated all of her problems. She's recovering now and she is a lot better. I mean she is still struggling; her memory isn't as good as it was and that gets her frustrated but only with herself. The pain is better. That's why she snapped at me. You can't imagine the pain."

"You never told us. Me and your father had no idea about her injury until you called us because she was unconscious."

"I was going to. I wanted you to meet her first. See her like any other girlfriend." Arizona defended. "It's not really for me to say anyway and I can't explain it like she can."

"Yes well she did talk to me about it today. I have to say, she doesn't hold back. It was very upsetting."

"Yeah, that's the fall too. Sometimes she struggles to filter what she's saying."

"I can't imagine what it's like being her parent. I'd be terrified."

"I think by now they're used to it."

Barbara thought for a minute. "Do you remember your birthday meal?" Her daughter nodded. "When you went to the bathroom?"

"Oh god! What did Dad say to Calliope? I knew something was going on."

"He said thank you." She responded.

"What?" That's not what Arizona was expecting.

"We felt like you were slipping away, sweetheart. Your father and I were so worried. Then you started acting like your old self again. This past few months, before Callie's accident, you were so happy. Almost as happy as when your brother was alive. Your Dad wanted to thank the person responsible."

"Oh, she never said anything." The surgeon was struggling to keep the smile at bay.

"I think she was embarrassed; you know how your father can be."

"Yeah. It's good to see you by the way."

"Oh well you could have fooled me."

"This last couple of weeks it's just been the two of us in a bubble; I've been scared of things upsetting the balance."

"That isn't very healthy dear."

"I know and Calliope knows. She's actually been pushing to go to the centre tomorrow with it being my day off."

"Sounds good to me." Her mother decided.

"Wait, you wanna come?"

"Yes, why wouldn't I? I'm interested in Callie's charity work. It's very impressive by the sounds of things. She's also itching to go to her night club."

"Um, yeah how much did you talk about?"

"Quite a lot. Stop wrapping her up in cotton wool Arizona. Let her recover." Barbara warned. "I know that you're scared but she'll go crazy if she's stuck in here any longer."

"Okay. Point made Mom." Arizona gave in. "I'll see you in the morning. Goodnight."

Both women stood and hugged each other tightly.

"Sweet dreams." Her Mom whispered like every night of her childhood.

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Arizona got ready for bed and slipped under the covers trying not to wake her girlfriend up. She failed.

"Hey darling." Callie turned onto her back and pulled the blonde on top of her. "Have a nice chat with your Mom?" She asked sleepily.

"Yeah; I'm sorry for waking you." She rested her head on the Latina's shoulder.

"It's okay."

"You told her."

Callie didn't need to ask what Arizona was talking about.

"I needed to make up for breaking my promise."

"What promise?"

"Well it wasn't really a... I just told your parents that I'd never hurt you. They meant like Jasmine did but hurt is hurt right? Sorry if I over stepped the line, telling her."

"It's okay. I think she admires you for telling her really. Do you think you'll be up to go to Adams's House tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I thought..."

"My mom is very persuasive." Arizona cut her off.

"Speaking of which, she persuaded me to call my parents."

"Really?" The blonde lifted her head and looked down at Callie.

"Yeah, I sorted out dates for London and we talked about stuff. I could tell they wanted to get on a plane as soon as they hung up the phone."

"I don't think we've got much room for any more relatives."

"No, you're not mad that I called Barbara are you?"

"Whatever gave you that idea?" Arizona joked.

"Just a subtle hint." Callie played back.

"I was but you were right. I need a little support. Not that you're some great burden or anything I just, it's not been easy. I mean...why aren't you kissing me?"

"What?" The Latina laughed.

"I was rambling; you kiss me when I ramble." The surgeon pointed out.

"So you just ramble so I'll stop you?"

"Maybe."

"I just wanted to see what happens if I leave you to it."

Arizona lowered her head so that their lips were hardly apart. "I'll have to kiss you instead." And she did. They kissed slowly but nothing to R rated. "Goodnight Calliope."

"Goodnight darling."