Callie POV
After the incredible night we had, it took all the next day to recover from our sexcapades. Callie and I just laid in bed, enjoying each others bodies and talking about the coming week. Both our parents were set to arrive today at noon, and I was due into work for my last 48 hours before our wedding. Turning over I lightly run my hands down her back, loving how soft her skin is. I just can't believe in 4 days she will be my wife. As I continue, she rolls into me and looks up into my eyes, with a huge smile.
"Good Morning beautiful, how did you sleep?" I say as I lean in for a kiss.
"Hmm, with you it's always a wonderful slumber, and good morning to you baby." She attempts to deepen the kiss but I pull away knowing if we don't get moving we will be late to pick up our parents at the airport. I get up and grab her hand so we can shower. Of course a little over an hour later we finally finish and are getting dressed.
"Calliope, do you have to go in today? I'm not sure I like the fact that I won't see you until our rehersal dinner, and then your whisked away again until the wedding!" Arizona pouts at me, but we've had this discussion 100 times. Both our mothers were insistant about not seeing each other before the wedding and I had to work these shifts so we could have the full 2 weeks in Spain for our honeymoon.
"Babe, you know that I want nothing more then to spend every waking second with you, but the momzillas would totally thrash us if we didn't agree to it, and no offense your mom was all sweetness and sugary until she got with my mom and they went crazy with planning this wedding." I finish packing my bag, and walk over to give Arizona a hug.
"Well leaving me with them isn't fair either! Your mom is quite scary when she doesn't get her own way. Did you see what happened when I told her I didn't want to wear a traditional white dress. I thought she was going to feed me to the swans we were interviewing. I mean seriously, who interviews water fowl? So what am I wearing...yep a white dress!" Arizona points to the dress bag hanging on the racks in the closet.
I'm laughing as I try and calm her, "I know, but your going to be totally gorgeous in your white dress, and I can't wait to have your take my breath away. Relax, you have to work tomorrow and before you know it we will be standing in front of each other."
We kiss each other and hurry out the door because now we are 20 minutes late to the airport. After picking up the parental units, we have lunch with them and they drop me off at the station. Arizona walks me inside to where the guiys are all sitting around the dayroom.
"Oh here come the lovebirds!" Karev says
"Listen up boys, the next 48 hours you guys better take care of my girl, cause if she even has one scratch to mess up my wedding pictures someone is getting hit with a brick" Arizona points around the room and the guys bust up laughing. I shake my head at her, loving the tough girl act. I kiss her goodbye and watch as she walks out.
"Callie, are you ready for the last tour as a single woman?" Mark asked as he changed the tv channel.
I sat down on the couch and smiled, thinking how wonderful to here those words. Arizona would be my wife in 4 days.
"Yeah Mark, I can't wait. I'm so in love with her and I just can't wait to see her in that gown. Shhhiiiitttt! Mark I haven't wrote my vows yet!" I'm pacing back and forth. I was supposed to have written them already but with everything going on I forgot.
"Relax Cal, we'll help you. Besides when you get up there if all else fails...quote some Rick James!" He laughs and I laugh.
I know what I feel, the problem is I suck at public speaking and putting into words all the love in my heart is going to be difficult. How do I explain something that has no words. Just as I really start to think about it, the bells go off.
"Damn, I hope this isn't going to be one of those tours. I have shit to do!" I yell as I grab my gear.
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Arizona POV I dropped Calliope off at the station and brought both our parents to their hotels. Our mothers have insisted upon overlooking the last details of the wedding which seemed to make both our fathers extremely happy. When I last left them, both men were heading to the hotel bar. I now arrived at the hospital for my last shift. I have 3 surgeries scheduled, plus rounds. When I reach the peds floor, Bailey is sitting at the nurses station.
"Miranda, how is my bridesmaid doing this afternoon.?" I put my best perky smile out.
"Robbins, did I mention how much I hate red? You chose red dresses? I don't do red." Miranda gave a frown as she looked up from the chart.
"I didn't chose red, Calliope did. I would have chosen pink but she said she rather elope then have pink in her wedding. Our mothers would have killed us if we went to Vegas so red was as close to pink as I could get. I chose blue for the maids of honor." "Well your lucky I like you and Torres, cause I don't do red." She muttered as she walked away.
After 3 surgerys and rounds I finally make my way back home. Entering the apartment I note just how empty it feels without Calliope home. I miss her so much when she has to work her shifts. I head to the kitchen and pour my self some wine and pull out my notes for my vows. I have written most of them down and after about 100 revisions I think I have finally put into words the unbelievable emotions I feel for Calliope. My thoughts drift back to that first night Calliope came home from the hospital, the night our relationship almost ended forever.
One Year Ago "Arizona, I know that you have been with me everyday in the hospital, but once I'm home, I want you to give me some space and time to adjust."
I can't believe what I just heard. It's like a red hot poker stabbing me in the heart. I fumble with the black box in my pocket. This isn't how we were supposed to be. My hands are shaking and I pull the emergency stop button and kneel beside her.
"Calliope, you know how much I love you. Your going to need some help for a little while. Plus during the day, I'll be at the hospital, so please don't say things like that." I know I'm trying not to freak out, but I can feel the tears building.
"I already have talked to Cristina and Lexie, they will help me. I need you to stop smothering me. I need you to let me work this out on my own. I don't want you to feel sorry for me. I see it everytime you look at me. Poor Callie, she is so broken, she needs help...blah, blah, blah. I can't take it anymore. Just go home Arizona. I'll call you in a few days." Callie hits the button and the doors open.
She pushes herself towards the apartment, and when she reaches the door Mark opens it and yells "Surprise!"
I step into the hallway and look at Calliope, then to Mark who expression has now turned to a sideways glance. I hear the people mumbling and Calliope, turns to Mark and yells for everyone to get out of her apartment. People start exiting the apartment like rats abandoning a sinking ship. They pile into the elevator behind me, and as I hear the door shut Callie wheels past Mark into the apartment. I follow behind because there is not a chance I'm leaving yet.
"Calliope, what is wrong with you? I don't look at you like that and you know it. Your just having a bit of depression and trying to push me away won't help with that. I won't let you do this. I'll leave for tonight, but I'm coming back in the morning."
I turn and leave her, tears streaming down my face. I'm not sure what's going to happen, but I know I'm not losing her again. I head to the elevator and I can't breathe, my head is spinning. As the doors close, I slide to the floor and just begin to sob uncontrollably. I don't even notice that the elevator has gone down and back up to the floor of the apartment until I feel Mark's arms lifting me up.
"Blondie, uh, Arizona please don't cry. It'll be ok, Callie is just feeling a little insecure and overly emotional. It's a lot to come back and feel as though everyone thinks your helpless. She will call, I know she will, just give her a little time." Mark is hugging me and I feel as though I've been here before.
How could she just say all those things. I spent the last weeks praying and hoping that she will be ok and just like that I'm the bad guy. Oh hell no! I push away from Mark and slam my hand for the doors to open. When they do I walk out leaving Mark standing looking confused. He follows behind me, as I start to talk to myself.
"Oh she thinks that I'm smothering her? Well little does she know I don't smother! I care about her, I want to make sure she is ok, I fucking love her and she acts like that! Whatever! Sloan!" I yell to him as he catches up with me.
"Blondie, you need to calm down, she didn't mean it. Don't do something you'll regret later."
"Mark, I need a drink, are you in or what?"
"Yeah, Callie kind of busted the night for us, let's go."
We head to Joe's and I see that most of the people that were at Callie's are now here. As I make my way to the bar, Teddy comes over to me and sits in the stool to my right while Mark sits on my left. I order myself a double of whiskey, and beer. Mark and Teddy say that they'll have the same and before I know it, I have consumed 4 rounds. I'm now slurring my speech to Teddy.
"I juuustt don't get it, shhhee alllmmoosst died and I'mm the badd guyy for helping heerr?" I stutter out
"Arizona, sweetie, for the 100th time, you know this is a direct result of her pigheadedness. She just needs some time to decompress, after all she knows how close to death she was. You have been at the hospital everyday and night, she needs to come to terms that she will get strong again and that she needs help. Don't fret dear, and stop drinking already." She grabs my arm helpng me from the stool, "Let's go Lindsey Lohan, time for you to get some rest."
"Wait a minute, I'm not ready to leave. I want to dance, YAHHOOOO!" I start dancing around waving my arms in the air. Then I feel Mark pick me up over his shoulder and I screaming and kick.
"I don't want to go home alone! Please take me to Calliope, I can't be alone!" Now I'm back to crying. Mark sits me down and grabs my face between his hands.
"Blondie! Stop all the fuss, you can stay at my place and sleep this off, that way you'll be right across the hall from Callie. Now pull yourself together!"
I throw my arms around him and sniff back the last remaining tears. He smiles and goes to pick me up but I stand up quickly, "I'm ok, whoa I think I'm going to be sick." I rush to the bathroom and throw up the contents of my stomach. Maybe I should learn to eat before consuming large quantities of alcohol. As I finish Teddy walks in the bathroom. I stumble out to the sink and run some water in the sink splashing it onto my face.
"Hey lets go Mark is waiting on you, are you ok?" Teddy says.
"I'm good, let's go."
As we reach the floor, I am now singing at the top of my lungs, "Don't Stop Believing." Mark is barely keeping me standing as he fumbles with his keys. I cross the hall and lean my back against the door where my heart is at. Before realizing what happened I'm suddenly horizontal, instead of verticle and Calliope is looking down on me from her wheelchair with Cristina laughing hysterically behind her.
"What is the meaning of this? I tried calling you but I guess you were too busy celebrating your release from the burden I was causing you!" Calliope screams at me.
I was so stunned at her I begin to laugh with Cristina.
"Rollergirl is hammered! Nice going Sloan, way to get the cheerleader drunk!" Cristina snorts out.
"I'm not drunk, all right. I just have a speech impediment ... and a stomach virus ... and an inner ear infection!" I slurred. Mark raises his hands trying to defend himself.
"I didn't do anything, she drank like a fish in less then 2 hours. She tried to drink the hurt away. Obviously that didn't work." Mark looks down at me and I'm back to sobbing uncontrollably. I just am so hurt that she didn't want me. Calliope meets my eyes and now there are tears in hers too.
"I didn't not celeberate the burdeenn, I was missing my girlyfriend who didn't want meee." I sobbed
"Just get out, leave me alone, I don't ever want to see you again. I can't believe you got drunk, and are blaming me for this!" And Callie pushes the door into me until I slide myself back into the hallway.
Mark helps me to my feet and I bang on the door. As I'm screaming and about to break down the door Cristina opens the door, letting me stumble in, plopping myself on the couch. Mark follows but after saying his goodbyes he heads to his apartment leaving Callie, Cristina and I alone.
"Well I'm not staying around for the Days of Our Lives snot fest about to occur. I'll be at Owen's. And next time Rollergirl, I want an invite to your poor poor ptiful Barbie party night cause looks like it was a lot of fun." Cristina added as she shut the door.
I know that she is looking at me with disappointment, and I just can't bear to see it, so I attempted to pretend to sleep. Then I feel her hit me. Like hitting me over and over again.
"Hey, stop, Calliope stop it hurts."
"You think that hurts, you should feel what I feel. On top of the worry you put me through, not answering your phone. I thought you were hurt or something, but instead I find you having a party." Callie said
"Calliope I wasn't partying, unless you count a pity party as a party, cause that is what happened. I was so upset that you wanted me to leave that I couldn't go home and I just thought I drown my sorrows away, which remind me never to do again." I rambled which cause her to smile slightly.
"Arizona, I know I said somethings that I didn't mean, but I was having some trouble with my independance. I've always been the person who helped people, and not the person who needed help. You don't understand what it is like for me. I can't walk, cook, or even pee without someone to assist me, and everyone is always asking me if I'm ok and treating me like I'm a cripple. I just couldn't deal with you looking at me like that. It was my own insecurites coming out. I thought you would get tired of taking care of me and leave me for someone who wasn't all scarred and weak, and needy." Callie was crying by the time she finished.
It broke my heart to see her that way. I moved closer to her grabbing her hand and using my other one to lift her head so she could look at me, "Baby, I almost lost you. You'll never understand the amount of pain I was in when you were the hospital. I was so afraid that I'd never be able to see you, touch you, kiss you again. I know that I was there every second in the hospital with you but it's because I was so scared that if I wasn't something would happen. It's my overprotectiveness of the things I love. I never meant to smother you, only to insure you would be ok. I'm so sorry you felt that way."
We continued to talk for a little while longer, until Calliope took her pain medication and I helped her to bed. I went to leave but she stopped me.
"Please don't go, I don't want you to ever leave me again. If I act like an ass, just tell me, yell at me, or ignore me. Now come to bed, I can't sleep without you anyways. I love you Arizona, but if you ever get drunk again with Mark I may have to kill you!"
"Well after the beating I took from the door, the floor and you, alcohol will not be an issue for me anymore."
I quickly slide into bed, making sure not to hurt her, and after a few minutes I relax and drift off to sleep, hoping that tomorrow I won't have a hangover.