I'm sorry I haven't updated since last weekend but exams have been filling my mind, only one more! But I just needed to get away to the lovely world of fanfiction for a little while. So I hope that everyone else who is writing exams' exams have been going well. I pretty much had my ass handed to me by my third level French exam but that's beside the point.

This one shot is written from Arizona's point of view and occurs about a month after my previous one-shot for chapter three. I hope you all enjoy it! Reviews are appreciated! =D

Five. Never Say Never

"Younger now than we were before,
Don't let me go, don't let me go."
- Never Say Never, The Fray

Tonight was a rough night; back to back late surgeries plus a consult on a neuro case. To say I was beating tired was an understatement. I was thankful that my apartment with Calliope was only across from the hospital, rather than having to take the twenty minute car ride like I used to.

I quickly put my key in the lock and open the door, I only now notice the time because of the clock on the side table in the living room. The bright red numbers read 12:46 am. I can't help but curse to myself. Calliope was likely already asleep after her twenty hour shift ended around two hours ago.

I shut the door and throw my keys on the counter before I become aware of noise coming from our bedroom. I quickly discard the files in my arms and head straight for the distraction.

As I stand in the doorway, I find the source of the noise. Calliope is twisting and turning in our bed. Instead of her usual light snore, I hear laboured breaths and small cries.

She actually looks like a newborn for the first time. She looks like a young child having a nightmare for the first time. Terrified and lost in her thoughts; completely unaware that she isn't in reality. I focus on her face; you can visibly see the pain she's in without reading her face, her brow furrowed, her teeth clenched.

I can't help but hesitate. I feel like that sixteen year old girl who's seeing her girlfriend cry for the first time all over again. I don't know what to do; I've held Calliope all those nights she cried because of her father and over George's death but now I don't know what to do. Crying is one thing, nightmares are another.

Screw it, I think to myself.

I kick off my shoes quickly and manage to put one knee on the bed before Calliope turns to face me and wakes with a start. Her eyes that quickly connected with mine are wide in fear, filled with tears threatening to fall. She swiftly drops her gaze and pulls her legs up so she can shield her face in her own lap.

"Calliope." I try to grab her attention again as I climb further into the bed. Instead of words I receive a barely audible moan of pain. As I reach my destination I run my fingers through her hair. "Calliope, look at me." No reply. "Callie. Look. At. Me." I hate using her nickname but I know it's the only way I'll get anything from her now.

She removes her head from her lap and looks at me. Her breath-taking russet eyes say everything without her saying a word. I can see every emotion she feels; the pain, the doubt, the fear, everything.

"I'm here, I'm not going anywhere. You're going to have to tell me what's wrong." I say, trying to express something even though I know words aren't enough. I wipe away the hair stuck to her face with tears and sweat before taking her hand in my own. Her eyes never leave my face until now.

They dart to the answering machine on the bedside table for a moment then back to my face. I look at the answer machine more closely now and notice the red flashing light signalling there are messages in the inbox. I'm debating with myself, do I push the button or do I ask her what the message says. I look back at her and search her face for an answer. I can tell by the look on her face that she doesn't want to tell me, she wants me to hear it for myself.

I keep a strong hold on her hand with one hand and press the button with the other, preparing for anything. A somewhat familiar voice fills the room.

"Callie, this is Dr. Naomi Bennett calling. We've gotten your test results back and I'd like for you to call me back to discuss your options. My number is 565-2987, but if you get this message after office hours you can call me at 585-1926. Bye."

My stomach is now in knots and my head is swimming; I understand perfectly why she's this upset. "What did Naomi say, honey?" I ask her try to be as patient as possible. But it's not enough; I'm getting no reply from her. "No matter what Naomi said I'm still going to be here, Calliope. You know that." Kiss her forehead to assure that I'm being completely honest with her.

Her lip trembles before she begins to speak, "I-I didn't. I couldn't bring myself to call her." The tears are now falling freely down her face. "I fell asleep after hearing it and I dreamt that the test results weren't good. That we weren't going to be able to start a family like we wanted. You heard Naomi's tone, Arizona. We use that tone all the time, it doesn't mean good news."

I knew that she was right. Normally that tone doesn't mean good news, but right now I need to be optimistic, not only for Calliope but for myself as well. Ever since we got engaged we've been discussing having children. Calliope insisted on being the first to carry one of our children, I decided to let her because everyone knows the younger you are the better the chances, I may only be two years older than Calliope but I thought that we could use all the advantages we could get.

"We'll call her together tomorrow. And Calliope, you don't know that it's going to be bad news, it still can be good news. Either way, I'll still be here and we'll try again. I'll get tested, we'll try everything."

I lie down in bed and wrap my arms around her. I can't help but stare at her, even with tears running down her face she's still beautiful. Yet no matter how long I look at her she still that look that makes her like that scared little girl; the one who needs someone to hold her and tell her everything will be alright.

I give into the temptation that had been forgotten as I walked into the room and capture her lips with my own. I put everything into this kiss; everything I know that I'm unable to express with words. How much I adore her. How much I need her. Everything that will let her know everything will be alright.

As I finally pull away I give her a smile that I know makes her smile right along with me. I attempt to sit up to go put on my pyjamas so we can go to sleep but Calliope's grip on my hip stops me. I turn back to tell her that I'm going to be right back but her eyes stop me before I even open my mouth.

"Don't let me go." Her voice is so full love and tells me how much she needs me right now. I lay back down in bed and take her in my arms without complain, fully knowing that in a few moments I'll be asleep fully clothed and no matter how tired and exhausted I am I don't care how uncomfortable it will be later. She's all I need tonight.