The first thing Arizona saw when she got home that night was Amber sat in the exact same place as when she had left that morning.

"Where's Calliope?"

"Wow." The other woman responded. "She must really love you. She went to go get some stuff for dinner. So are you coming out with us tonight?"

"Where?"

"I don't know some bars maybe some clubs."

"I've had a really long week."

"Cal said she'd come."

"Well she can do what she wants but that doesn't seem like a good idea. She was out late last night and with her injury..."

"What are you? Her Mom?" Amber interrupted.

"No; I'm her girlfriend. I'm the person who sat by her bed for four days after she fell down the stairs and watched her go through hell to recover!" Arizona yelled in frustration.

"Yeah well I care about her two you know!" Amber yelled in return.

"Funny way of showing it." Arizona replied.

"I was there when her life descended into chaos. I'm the one who found her on the bathroom floor at party when she over-dosed and I'm the one who had to make her throw up."

"So why'd you stay out with her all night if you understand how hard she has it?"

"She wanted to stay out okay? You really don't like me."

"You know Calliope really well; probably better than I do." The surgeon softened her tone.

"And that intimidates you?"

"A little." She revealed.

"I bet she never even mentioned me before today."

"Well, no but you were at school with her."

Amber took a deep breath. "Cal and I clung to each other like a life raft when everything fell to pieces. We were kids dealing with more shit than most adults ever do. We drank together; we took pills together just to try and get through it. In many ways we were terrible for each other. I knew though that if I called her at anytime she'd listen. If I was in trouble she'd find me. And I did the same for her. Then she went to college and moved out here and got her life together. Don't get me wrong I'm so happy for her but we aren't as close as we used to be because she doesn't want to be reminded of the mess we were. Problem is I'm still a mess."

"Is that why you came to see her?"

"Yeah, when bad stuff happened I'd always go see her. When she was a bus away or a train and now a plane, this is my default. Find Callie and get drunk."

"What were you dealing with? Calliope had her injury; what about you?"

"My sister died of a drugs overdose when I was thirteen. Never got over it." Amber explained as she looked down.

"I'm sorry." Arizona offered. She went to the fridge and took out the bottle of wine that was inside. She poured each of them a glass.

"Don't be; it wasn't your fault." The other woman said before taking a sip.

"She said the same thing to me when I found out about her injury. I lost my brother."

"How?"

"Iraq."

"That's a lot more honourable than too much heroine."

"Still broke my heart." A few minutes of silence passed. "Thank you."

"What for?" Amber asked in confusion.

"The thought of Calliope going through all that on her own... I'm glad you were there; especially when she overdosed. I wouldn't have her if you hadn't looked after her. So thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Can I ask you what you and your husband argued about?"

"Kids. He wants them and I don't. He knew that when we got married but we were young and he thought I'd change my mind. It's kind of a deal breaker. I guess you're lucky Cal changed her mind right?"

"What?"

"Well she never wanted them before but last night she said how you make her want to start a family."

Before Arizona had a chance to go into meltdown the door swung open and the subject of the conversation walked in.

"Hey honey." Callie said as she put the shopping bags down on the counter and kissed her girlfriend hello.

"Hey." The blonde replied.

"You ready to tear it up tonight Cal?" Amber broke their sweet moment to say.

"No, I'm not coming out tonight."

"You can if you want baby." Arizona reassured her.

"Yeah but after this week I want to eat dinner, have a bath and go to bed. All with you of course."

"That sounds good." The surgeon wrapped her arms around Callie's neck and rested her forehead on the Latina's.

"Lame!" Was Amber's verdict. "I'm gonna phone Jonathon; I'm sure he'd play with me." She said as she got up and walked towards the spare bedroom.

"Have you called Ryan yet?" Callie shouted after her.

"Nope."

"Promise me something." She turned back to Arizona. "Don't ever fly thousands of miles away if we argue."

"I promise. I'm kind of hungry."

"Oh how subtle." Callie played as she pulled her hands away from her partner's hips. "You're gonna need to let go of my neck so I can start cooking darling."

The blonde did so and started packing away the food.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXX

Callie had fallen asleep pretty soon after going to bed but Arizona couldn't. The same thought kept running through her mind. Kids. She had snuck out of the bedroom and out onto the balcony. Arizona opened the box of cigarettes and took one out. She patted the pockets of her jacket looking for a lighter.

"You dropped this." Callie said from the door before walking towards her girlfriend. In her hand she held up the lighter. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." She lied.

"Or, you could tell me the truth and avoid getting cancer." The Latina suggested as she walked back inside; she still had the lighter so Arizona was forced to follow her. "Look, I know Amber can be a pain but I'm not about to kick her out."

"It's not that." The surgeon went to sit down on the sofa next to Callie.

"Okay, you're scaring me now. What's up?"

"You want kids."