Callie was surprised to find Amber waiting by her car when she left Adams's House at about six o'clock that evening.
"I thought you'd still be recovering. What are you doing here?"
"Can we go for a drink?"
"Amber, no. Haven't you done enough of that?"
"I meant a coffee."
"I need to get back to Arizona."
"I need my friend!" Amber suddenly shouted. "I get that you have this relationship and judging by her mood earlier, you do need to see her but right now..."
"What do you mean mood?" Interrupted Callie.
"Ryan wants a divorce!" She snapped.
"What?"
"I phoned him earlier; he said it's over." A tear fell down Amber's cheek and Callie refocused.
"Get in the car. We'll go for a coffee."
They drove to a coffee shop and sat down at a table. The place was empty apart from them so their drinks came quickly.
"Sorry I got wrapped up in Arizona. I sort of forgot you had stuff going on." Callie apologised as she tapped her fingers on the cup.
"Hey, I know you can't multitask." Amber joked.
"He really wants a divorce?"
"Yeah, maybe if I hadn't gone off the deep end and come out here..."
"But that's what you do."
"Which is why I can't ever change right? I never try to work through anything. I mean you stopped drinking and stuff and actually managed to change."
"You wish I hadn't though."
"No well, being self destructive is always more fun in pairs. This is just lonely."
"Have I really changed that much?"
"You're kidding right? I barley recognise this life you've got now. In a good way."
"I still don't think I could be a parent."
"You could."
"Well, Arizona doesn't want kids so I guess we'll never know."
"You're just not going to? Trust me if you want them you can't run away from it."
"I love Arizona and I'm too messed up for words. I found someone who actually wants to spend the rest of their life with me. How many chances am I gonna get at that. I love her. She's the most important thing here."
"Ever wish we were normal?" Amber asked as she took a sip of her coffee.
"We are normal. If we went through all our shit and didn't react like we did, that wouldn't be normal."
"Fine, do you wish we hadn't gone through all that shit?"
"Sometimes but every time I start thinking like that, it never ends well. It ends with you finding me on the bathroom floor. Good stuff has come out of it. I'm friends with you." Callie said with a smile.
"I have to say I never imagined you with someone like Arizona."
"Why? What's wrong with Arizona?"
"Nothing. Well apart from the fact she doesn't like me, I mean. She's protective though and caring. Not like the girls you used to take home. Not that I'm judging."
"Amber you're always judging."
"Seriously though, she really loves you."
"I know. And she does like you. She just thinks you're a bad influence."
"Well yeah." Amber agreed with a sly grin.
"She gets scared when I push my limits."
"The last couple of days have been nothing in comparison to when we were at school."
"But she never saw me then. Thank God." There was a long pause before Callie spoke again. "I almost strangled her." She said as she stared down into her drink.
"What?"
"I had a fall..."
"Yeah." Amber interrupted. "And were unconscious for four days. Not that I knew until Jonathon mentioned it yesterday."
"Sorry."
"So what happened?"
"I wasn't... I was in so much pain. My head was... I don't really remember what happened. She tried to stop me taking some painkillers and I snapped. I didn't connect to what was going on until she was begging me not to hurt her. God."
Amber reached across the table and took her hand.
"She's still here though."
"Can't quite believe that."
"Why'd she stop you taking the pills?" If you were in so much pain."
"She was scared about how many I was taking. I'd told her about trying to kill myself and because I wasn't in the right frame of mind... I can still see her face sometimes; the fear that I was actually gonna..."
"You got pretty violent after you hit your head in college."
"Yeah, I know." Callie buried her head in her hands.
"Does Arizona know about that?"
"No. At least I don't think so. Well not the punching Jonathon part."
"He'd tried to stop you taking those painkillers right?"
"Yeah but I was taking too many then. That's why he got you to come. The only person who could talk me down." The Latina looked up at Amber. "What are you gonna do now?"
"Well I was hoping you could drop me off at the airport. I mean I've got to face him sometime."
"Okay. Well if you need to come back and stay here then you can."
"I know."
"And if you want a job we can sort you one out."
"No. I'm not working for you. At least leave me with some pride Cal."
"Okay."
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Eventually Callie made it home. When she got to the apartment Arizona was folding laundry in the kitchen.
"Hey, I don't fancy cooking. How about we order a pizza?" The Latina asked as she walked towards her girlfriend. When she tried to kiss her on the cheek, Arizona moved out of the way and murmured something about not being hungry. "Okay, what's up?" Callie asked as she took a couple of steps back.
"I called you." Arizona said. She put down the last piece of clothing on the counter and turned to face the other woman. Her tone was annoyed to say the least.
Callie felt her pockets before realising she didn't have her phone. "Crap. I must have left it at the centre. Sorry."
"I phoned thirty minutes ago, you didn't have it then?"
"No, I left at about six."
"So where have you been?" It was now almost nine.
"With Amber."
"Why doesn't that surprise me? Where is she now?"
Callie was getting more and more frustrated and raised her voice. "At the airport. She's waiting for a flight home; where she will probably be greeted with divorce papers. She wanted to go for a coffee before she left. Now what the hell is wrong?"
"You didn't think to tell me where you were? I was worried." Arizona started to walk into the bedroom and Callie quickly followed.
"I'm a grown woman. And I'm sorry but I forgot to call you. Clearly because if I had remembered I would have realised that I didn't have my phone."
"What are these?" The blonde asked as she held up a few folded pieces of large paper.
"Where did you find those?"
"In the closet."
"In a box you weren't supposed to go through. That stuff is private."
"What are they?"
"Plans."
"Yeah, I can see that. What for?"
"A house. Okay. I was friends with an architect in college. One night I got drunk and told him all about my dream house and he actually drew the plans for me. It was a million years ago. Why are you so pissed off? I should be angry at you for going through my stuff."
"How old were you?"
"For God's sake! Like nineteen. Why?"
Arizona opened up the paper and pointed to a room on the plans.
"What does that say?"
Suddenly Callie realised what was going on. "Nursery. It says nursery." She whispered; feeling small all of a sudden.
"I thought you never wanted kids. You lied."
"Yeah."
"Your dream was to live in this house." The blonde stated as she waved the paper in her hand. "And your dream was to have kids."
"Yeah."
"So why did you lie to me?"
"Can we not do this right now? I'm tired."
"Oh you're always fucking tired!" Arizona yelled in frustration. "No, wait." Her tone softened, "I didn't mean that."
"You're right I am and that must be really fucking hard for you!" Callie yelled back before storming out of the apartment.