My dreams were more than vivid as I slept in the plastic covered bed. These things were not at all comfortable. Even the beds on the ob floor, which I had been moved to sometime during the night, were uncomfortable. You would think they'd give laboring moms a more comfortable bed. I tossed and turned all night, trying to get comfortable. I finally found a position that was half sitting. I was just about to actually get into a deep sleep and a knock was at my door. Damn Nurses.

"Yes?" I asked and rolled over. There in the doorway stood the new OB attending. I looked her up and down. She was pretty to say the least, and of course she was a blonde. I smiled at her and sat up in the bed. She returned the smile and walked into my room, my chart firmly grasped in her hand. I could tell by the grip and her posture as she walked in, something wasn't good.

"What's wrong?" I asked, my hand flying to my stomach. She placed her hand on my shoulder.

"I'm Dr. Fields, the OB attending on call. I need you to calm down, Calliope…." She started and I interrupted her .

"It's Callie. Only one person calls me Calliope, other than my parents. No offense." I said, shrugging her off. She sat on the edge of the bed.

"None taken. But you do need to remain calm. You passed out because your blood pressure was dangerously high. It's still not where I would like it to be. You pregnancy is high risk because of it." She explained. My heart raced. I breathed deeply to keep myself from complete panic.

"Is the baby okay?" I asked, my voice barely an audible whisper.

"I'll let you be the judge of that." She said and pulled a small device from her pocket. She motioned for me to lay back and I did as instructed. She lifted the thin white gown I was wearing and squeezed some gel on to my exposed abdomen. It was freezing! She moved the dopplar around until she found a steady heartbeat. My eyes filled with tears as listened to the rabid beating of my child's heart.

"The baby's okay?" I asked, not fully believing it yet.

"The baby is fine, for now. But you have to take it easy Callie. The baby depends on you keeping your blood pressure under control." She warned. I nodded. I'd do anything to ensure this baby's health.

"What do I need to do?" I asked. She wiped the gel from my stomach and put my gown back down. I placed my hand over it. She placed the dopplar in her pocket and handed me a brochure.

"That will tell you what you can eat and not eat to keep your blood pressure down. A low sodium diet is needed so no salt. I also want you on light duty here at work. I know it sucks, but you need to think of the baby. " she reminded me. I nodded my head. This was going to suck, to be honest. How was I going to deal with all of this? My current situation didn't exactly make for a stress free life, let alone my profession. I ran my hand through my hair and sighed. I'd do anything if it meant my baby's life. Dr. Fields placed her hand on my knee as reassurance.

"I'll do everything I can to make sure you have a healthy baby. You have to work with me here, okay?" she said and squeezed it gently. I nodded and took a deep breath.

"I'll write you a prescription for prenatal vitamins and I want to see you in 3 weeks. I'm also going to keep you here for another night, just to make sure we get your blood pressure under control. I'll be back in later this evening to do an ultrasound. If you need anything you know the drill." She said and stood. She smiled softly at me and left my room. Another night in this hospital as a patient, this was torture. I wasn't used to being here unless I was the one making some grown man cry. Here I was again, left to my own devices. I decided that sleep was no longer an option. I rolled over and grabbed the cheap remote off the stand and flipped on my tv. As I flipped mindlessly through the channels my mind went back to what Dr. Fields had told me. My baby was in danger if I didn't take care of myself and my new found condition. I gently placed my hand on my stomach and sighed.

"I'm sorry, bambino. I just found out about you and I've already screwed up." I whispered.

"Hey beautiful." I heard him. I didn't even have to look up to know who it was. "Hi, Mark." I said, with a smile. He walked to my bed and sat down.

"Hi, Mark." He placed his hand on my knee and squeezed it a bit.

"How are you and the peanut?"

"Can you please not call the baby a peanut?"

What? That's about all it is right now."

"I know but our child is not some snack. It's a baby."

"Sorry. How are you and the baby?"

"That's better. We are doing good. I was right about my blood pressure. It got too high. Dr. Field's wants me to take it easy for the rest of the pregnancy. I'm on light duty." I explained, not happy about that at all. He placed his hand over my belly.

"You do what she says, Torres."

"I'm not stupid, Mark." I said slapping his hand away.

"Hey! I'm just saying. Jeeze, woman." He said.

"I'm sorry. I'm just hormonal. Arizona promised she'd be back, but she hasn't come back and I'm starting to freak out. I get the news I just got and I'm terrified I'm already screwing up the baby." I said, resisting the urge to cry. Damn, hormones.

"Whoa, calm down. Take a deep breath and just relax. She'll be back. She'd be stupid not to be. As for the baby, you're doing great. You are just being a mom. Just calm down."

I managed to smiled and wipe away the tear that managed to escape.

"What about Lexie, have you talked to her?" I asked. His smile fell and he shrugged his shoulders.

"She won't return my calls or texts. Avery tells me she cries all the time but that's about it. I think I've really done it this time." He said. I can see how much hurt is in his eyes.

"I'm sorry."

"What do you have to be sorry for?"

"If I hadn't gotten pregnant, you'd be fine."

"You stop that right now, Torres. We were broken up when I slept with you. I did nothing wrong except not use a condom, but I look at that as a blessing. You are finally getting that baby you've been dreaming about when you married George and I finally get to make up for not being there for Sloan. So you lay down and shut up and relax. You've got precious cargo there,Torres." He said and placed his hand on my belly once more.

"Now you get some sleep. I have a surgery in a half hour, I'm going to go try to talk to Lexie again." He said and kissed my temple before leaving my room.

I suddenly felt completely lost. I didn't really know which way was up. I'm happy. Very happy but I was so confused about everything. Dr. Fields came back into my room just after Mark left, an ultrasound machine in tow. I smiled weakly at her. TO be honest I was freaking out. Arizona had said she'd be back, but that was last night. There was no sign of her anywhere. I laid back against my pillows and sighed. Dr. Fields bit her bottom lip and I could see she wanted to know what was going on inside my head but didn't want to pry. She turned her attention back to the machine and turned it on. It hummed to life filling my quiet room with the soft fan.

"I'm just going to lower the bed a bit to get a more accurate scan, okay? I just need you raise your knees for me. I can't promise this will be comfortable. Internal sonograms are easier in my exam room, but I'd rather not move you unless we absolutely have to." She explained. I did as she asked and she moved to lift my blanket to my knees. A shuffled outside my door made the both of us look up. I smiled as Arizona fumbled into my room.

"Oh! I'll…um, I'll be back later." She stuttered, embarrassed. She turned to leave but I stopped her, holding my hand out to her.

"No, stay. Please." I said, practically begging her. She hesitated, still hovering in the door.

"Mark should be here, he's the father." She responded, closing the door.

"He's with Lexie. I want you. Please." She smiled brightly at me and set the bag she was carrying on the chair. She walked to my bed and took my hand in hers.

"Okay, I'm officially wigged out here." Dr. Fields chimed in, chuckling. I looked down at her and laughed myself.

"Sorry, this isn't exactly picture perfect. She's my girlfriend and the baby's father is Mark Sloan." I explained.

"Sloan, as in the manwhore of Seattle, Mark Sloan?" she asked. Arizona scoffed and I couldn't help but laugh again.

"So you've heard of him. Yes that would be him."

"He slept with several of my neo-natal nurses. So do I even want to know how this happened?" she asked and I shook my head.

"You don't. Just be prepared for the both of them in this. At least I hope anyway." I added looking up at Arizona. She leaned in and kissed my temple.

"The both of us." She repeated. Dr. Fields smiled and then went back to the machine. She pulled the gel from the warmed and placed some on the probe.

"Just relax your knees." She said and she slowly slipped the probe in place. I shifted back in the bed, trying to move away from the pressure.

"Just relax." Arizona whispered. I looked up into her bright blue eyes that I lost myself in so many time before and found myself lost in them once more, forgetting what was going on. Dr. Fields gently patted my knee to get my attention and pointed to the screen. There on the screen was my baby. I could see the faint beating of the heart. I heard Arizona gasp above me as Dr. Fields turned the sound up on the machine and the heartbeat was heard.

"Oh my god." I whispered, placing my hand over my abdomen. I watched as my little dancer moved on the screen. I couldn't wait to feel those movements.

"Everything looks good. The amount of fluid is great. The baby doesn't seem to be effect at all by your blood pressure, but I still want you taking it easy. I'm going to go ahead and let you go home tonight. But only under the stipulation hat you take the next three days off from work and relax." She explained. She took a few different pictures of the sonogram and removed the probe. She cleaned and sterilized it before placing it back in its place.

"Don't worry. I'll make sure she doesn't do anything. She's coming home with me." Arizona told her.

"I am?" I asked, surprised.

"Yes you are. You are not allowed to stay at Mark's."

"Oh really?" I asked.

"Really. Seriously, don't mess with me. That's my baby and as far as I'm concern, Mark just helped us create our family."

"You're baby, hmm?"

"Yes, my baby."

"But Mark will be a part of this baby's life, he's just not a sperm donor. He's the father, Arizona. I know this isn't ideal for you, but it's happening." I said, getting worried that she was going to run again.

"Would you just shut up? I'm in, woman. Accept it and stop worrying. I don't want anything happening to our baby. Now thank you doctor for putting up with your craziness so I can take you home." She scolded. I looked to Dr. Fields and grinned.

"Thank you, Dr. Fields. I appreciate everything. Would you consider being my OB?"

"I would be honored. I'll see you next month then. I'll put your appointment date with your discharge papers. Now you go and get on with your lives, before it goes crazy when this baby comes." She said and left. I sat up in the bed and pulled Arizona to me, kissing her softly.

"You're really in?" I asked, when I pulled away.

"Would I have gone and bought this stuff if I wasn't?" she asked, retrieving the bag she brought in with her. She dumped the contents on the bed. I laughed as I sifted through its contents. She had bought over ten pregnancy books, a bib displaying "My mommies love me" and a separate book for herself, titled "Oh The Things Mommies Do". I smiled up at her and kissed her once more.

"I can't wait to get you home." She whispered. I smiled against her lips. So maybe this pregnancy wouldn't be a disaster after all.