A/N- Please don't kill me for lack of updates. June was an extremely busy month for me, and trying to write just got me flustered. I don't know when the next update will come though. I've been trying to finish this project I'm working on, and I have a deadline that I don't think I'll be able to meet. Enough excuses for you guys. I hope you enjoy this chapter. And let me tell you... I have no idea where the idea for this chapter came from. I started writing and bam, this happened. I hope I haven't lost many of you readers for the lack of updates. I love you all. ~Ari

It had been a month since Callie Torres returned to her job at Seattle Grace – Mercy West, and it had also been two weeks since Arizona returned to hers. The triplets had been enrolled into the hospital daycare and all four of the Torres-Robbins children spent their time there until either of their moms got off work. It was a great feat getting everyone to the hospital, especially if one was alone, but things were going great.

"Hey there! You don't look anything like the perky peds surgeon I remember. You are Dr. Robbins, and I correct?"

"Teddy, you think you're funny, but you only humor yourself."

"I'm a sad, lonely, old person. What can I say? Cracking horrible jokes is my way of compartmentalizing with it all."

"Oh, well, I know what could cheer anybody up!"

"What would that be?"

""Come with me!" Arizona smiled as she grabbed her best friend's hand, leading her down the hallway. "Well, it looks like Calliope beat us here."

"The daycare? Gloat some more, why don't you?" Teddy chuckled as she was dragged deeper into the room.

"Hey guys! I just needed some baby time. My surgery didn't go as planned."

"I'm sorry, Callie. Arizona dragged me here."

"I hardly dragged you. Let's go see the babies!" Arizona always brightened up when talking about her kids. For someone who never wanted them, she was more than content with the four that she was blessed with.

"Let me hold my goddaughter!"

"Here you go, one Charlotte Lillian for god mom Teddy."

"Where's Sofia? I would think she'd be over here," Teddy asked, noticing the abundance of the six year old.

"We finally got Mark to take her and do something."

"What's up with him? I've notice he's been…different."

"We've been trying to figure that out too. I think it has something to do with the babies though. Like he thinks that we're going to take Sofia away from him. Who knows? I just hope he gets over it."

"He would really think you guys would take Sofia from him?"

"Honestly, I have no idea. Ever since we mentioned expanding our family, he has been acting strange. Nobody can figure out why."

"We have given up trying to figure him out. He got the child he's always wanted – he's made that clear – but everything else is up for grabs."

"So you guys aren't sticking to the schedule I'm taking it."

"Not even remotely. If Mark calls us, finally wanting some time with Sofia, we give it to him. He has to come to us now."

"To think, six years ago, that man fought so hard to have this family."

"Enough Mark talk; we're enjoying time with the three most adorable babies in the world."

"Says Arizona with her completely unbiased opinion."

"Hey now! Not completely biased either," Arizona remarked at Teddy's comment.

"Uh huh, sure. But they are extremely adorable."

One of the trios pagers went off, but none of them wanted to leave the corner of the daycare. Slowly, another one went off. When all three were beeping, they decided it was something they couldn't ignore for a second more.

"911 page to the ER."

"Same here."

"Me as well."

"Looks like it's time to say good-bye to the babies."

"Incoming trauma, 10 minutes out! All we know is the victim is a middle aged man."

"Why was peds paged then?" Arizona responded.

"A young child was with the man. Looks like her and her mother are riding in the bus with him."

"So it's just a checkup?"

"I guess. The ambulance is here."

"He coded in the ambulance," the paramedic yelled while helping the doctors unload the patient.

"Daddy! No, he's got to be okay."

"Sofia? Was that Sofia screaming?"

"Oh my god, Mark?"

"Okay, what happened?" one of the doctors on standby asked.

Lexie, getting out of the ambulance, crying, responded, "We were in the park… and the Frisbee we were playing with went… it went out into the street. Uh, Mark… Mark went to get it. The car never stopped."

"Is daddy going to be okay?" Sofia turned to the doctors standing there. They were a part of her family just as much as Mark, Callie or Arizona were.

"We don't know yet sweetie, we have to get him inside," Arizona said as she picked up her daughter to carry her away from the scene.

"Is trauma paged? I don't see Hunt anywhere!"

"Let's get him inside to a trauma room!"

"Mommy, daddy has to be okay, right?"

"Sofia, I told you already that I have no idea. I know you're scared, but I didn't see him. What happened?"

"We went to the park. You and momma haven't let me go since papa took me to the pool…"

"Sofia, you know we couldn't take you. But continue."

"He brought a Frisbee. He said Lexie's never played before and we would teach her how. Lexie was really bad at throwing; so when she tried tossing it, it ended up in the street. Daddy went to go get it. You guys always tell me to look both ways – left, right, left – so I can be safe; but he didn't. Lexie and I tried to stop him, but he didn't look."

"Dr. Robbins?" a voice called from the door to the room mother and daughter were in.

Arizona looked up to see Meredith Grey looking at her. She got up from the spot next to Sofia and walked towards her.

"How's Mark?" she whispered, finally getting out of ear shot of her daughter.

"It looks like he'll be fine, but the car did some pretty bad damage. He's in surgery right now. He broke a couple bones, he had some internal bleeding that is now under control, and the external lacerations will heal just fine. There's no sign of brain damage either, which is a really good sign."

"Sofia will be glad to know her dad will be fine. A little upset about the lack of park trips, but otherwise… thanks for the update."

"Anytime; I'm going to head back to the OR." As Meredith left, Arizona let out a great sigh of relief. She may not have liked Mark much, but Sofia didn't deserve to be fatherless. She was glad he was going to be okay, and she was hopeful that Mark would finally spend more time with his child now. That's how this happened; he cancelled all his plans with Sofia for Lexie.

"Good news Sofia, your dad's going to be just fine."

"Can I go see him?"

"He's still in surgery, but when he's out, I'll take you to him."

"Okay. Mommy?"

"What sweetie?"

"Can we go see the babies then? I missed them today." Arizona flashed a wide, dimpled smile. Sofia really loved the babies.

"Of course we can, baby."

In the daycare, Sofia tried picking up her baby brother. It wasn't a good plan, and thankfully Arizona caught her daughter in time to avoid disaster.

"But mommy, I wanna hold Ethan! You let me at home," Sofia pouted.

"Do we let you pick up the babies by yourself?"

"No."

"Do we let you hold them while you're standing up?"

"No, mommy."

"Then ask for help and sit in a chair if you want to hold your brother."

"Okay. Mommy?"

"Yes Sofia?"

"Can I hold Ethan?"

"Yes you may. Sit in that chair over there and I'll get him for you." Arizona walked over to the pen where the three 2 month olds were. She couldn't believe time has gone by so fast. She picked up her only son and walked back over to her oldest child.

"Remember to support his head. He's still little."

"I know, mommy. I take good care of my brother."

"Yes, you do. I love you, munchkin."

"I love you too."

Sofia sat holding Ethan for a good fifteen minutes. The babies cried way too much and took all of their mommies' attention, in Sofia's mind, but you couldn't break the bond between siblings. And right now that bond was so strong.