"Would you just let me-"
"I don't need any help!" Arizona fiddled with the bag of ketchup chips as her hands trembled.
"You've been trying to get that open for five minutes now,"
"Well," Arizona focused as her fingers finally grabbed the top of the bag, "If you didn't force me into taking these stupid pills I wouldn't be having this issue."
"Oh I'm sorry I'd rather help my girlfriend open a bag of chips than watch her walk around the house in pain. Excuse me for caring."
Callie crossed her arms and leaned against the counter as she continued to watched Arizona struggle with the bag.
Ever since Arizona started taking the pain medication days revolved around Callie painfully watching Arizona struggle with things and Arizona refusing any help. The medication took away the pain but it also took away Arizona's ability to focus; her hands were unsteady due to numbness and weakness in her fingertips, her mind was groggy and all this just made her frustrated. Arizona lashed out at Callie whenever she offered to help and Callie knew it was because Arizona was slightly embarrassed. A once renowned surgeon and she couldn't even open a bag a chips without help. It was humiliating and even though it was only in front of Callie, Arizona didn't want her girlfriend to think any less of her. A dying person still has the right to a little dignity and Arizona desperately held on to what small amount she still had.
"Ha!" Arizona shot a look of satisfaction at Callie as the bag popped and a little hole formed at the top, "Got it."
"Just be careful you don't-"
Arizona pulled at the bag a little too hard and the chips scattered around the floor as the bag fell.
"Dammit!" She kicked the bag and clenched her fists.
"It's fine, I'll clean it up," Callie turned around and opened the cupboard that was behind her, she grabbed a bag of chips, opened them and handed them to Arizona.
Arizona took the bag of chips and walked into the bedroom, closing the door behind her. Callie sighed as she took the broom and cleaned the crumbled chips off the floor. She hated when Arizona was mad, she knew it wasn't because of her but somehow Callie wished it was. She hated the fact that Arizona would get angry at herself and Callie felt helpless as she had to watch Arizona fight with cancer and herself.
Callie finished cleaning and made her way over to the bedroom. She pressed her ear to the closed door and heard shuffling and what sounded like faint crying from Arizona. She lightly knocked on the door and slowly opened it. She noticed the bathroom light was on and walked into the doorframe.
"What are you doing?" Callie asked when she saw Arizona emptying her medication into the toilet.
"I'm getting rid of these stupid things," She flushed the toilet, slammed the seat shut and sat down.
"You okay?"
"Oh I'm great Callie, fantastic!" Arizona shot Callie a look and buried her head in her hands.
Arizona sighed, as she regained her composure and looked up at Callie. She made contact with those deep brown eyes she so desperately loved and was expecting to see hurt but instead she saw empathy. Callie never once yelled at Arizona, she never took Arizona's words personally and she, most importantly, hadn't left. Arizona wiped her wet cheeks with the back of her hand and smiled.
"You know, I just really wanted some ketchup chips," She laughed when she saw Callie roll her eyes.
"Well, there's always some dip in the fridge,"
"I hate dip,"
"Yeah, I know," Callie took a few steps forward and sat on the edge of the tub, facing Arizona, "How about, for dinner I go down to that Chinese place you like, pick us up something and on the way back I stop at the store and get you a bag of ketchup chips."
"You might want to get more than one bag,"
"Okay," Callie laughed, "I can do that."
"What did I do to deserve you?" Arizona sat up and walked over to Callie. She placed her hands on Callie's cheeks and pulled her into a kiss.
"I ask myself that same question,"
Callie wrapped her arms around Arizona's hips and leaned in for another kiss. This time she made this one linger, she wanted to feel Arizona's lips on hers for as long as possible. She wanted to get lost in that kiss, to be consumed by it, to have everything disappear except her and Arizona and that feeling she gets when their skin touches. If Callie Torres could do only one thing for the rest of her life, it would be kissing Arizona Robbins because nothing else on earth made her happier.
Arizona pulled her lips away from Callie's and smiled as she saw the goofy grin on Callie's face that always appeared after they kissed.
"I'm hungry,"
"Okay," Callie sat up and walked out the bathroom, "Anything else you want while I'm out?"
"Umm nope," Arizona plopped on the bed and opened her notebook. She subconsciously grabbed a chip from the bag on the side table and placed it in her mouth; making an unsatisfied face as she ate it, "Just hurry back with the chips,"
"What kind of chips do you want again?" Callie yelled as she opened the front door.
"You're funny! My girlfriend is funny!" Arizona yelled back.
She heard Callie laugh and close the door as she grabbed a pen and started writing in her notebook.
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"Arizona, I'm home!" Callie walked in the apartment door, arms full, and kicked the door closed behind her.
She carried the bags to the kitchen and dropped them on the counter, starting to remove their contents.
"The line up at the store was horrible. I'm pretty sure they were training a new cashier," She pulled out the last of their dinner and crunched the paper bag between her hands, throwing it in the garbage, "I bought you four bags of chips. I know, I'm awesome."
She opened a cupboard and placed the bags of chips on one of the empty shelves.
"What do you want to drink with dinner? Water?" Callie waited for Arizona's response but there wasn't any, "Arizona?"
She stood in the light of the fridge's open door and waited.
"Arizona? Hello? Okay you're freaking me out, can you just tell me what you want to drink?"
She sighed and closed the fridge, walking towards the bedroom door. It only took her a few steps forward to see Arizona's hand, limp, on the bedroom floor. Callie's heart started racing and she ran into the room. She turned the corner and her eyes fell upon Arizona's still body. She rushed over, checking Arizona's pulse. It was faint but still there as Callie took her phone out of her pocket and dialed 911.
"Not today. Do you hear me Arizona? Don't you dare leave me, not today."