Disclaimer: This is AU. I do not own any of the characters from Grey's Anatomy. I just manipulate them to my will. Also, any line or phrase or setting that seems remotely familiar from any other show, movie or book, also not mine. I borrow…
Prompt: I want to see the scenes when Callie "felt too fat to let Arizona touch her." Sent by xena_and_gabby over on Twitter.
The jingling of keys just outside the door alerts Callie that her girlfriend is home and seconds later a very tired and very drained looking Arizona comes walking into the apartment. Dropping her bag on the nearest couch and tossing her keys onto the closest flat surface, the Peds surgeon plops down in a chair and lets out a ragged breath.
"You know… if it wasn't for my extreme fear of prison, I think I would actually kill that man." Arizona groans, the memory of getting chewed out by a very pissed off Dr. Stark still fresh in her mind. "I mean, who does he think he is?! That is my department, not his. I ran it for years before-"
"Before abandoning the hospital, and myself, to go off and play hero in Africa?" Callie cuts in, not looking up from the magazine article of fetal health en-utero she has been perusing for the last hour.
Blue eyes snap back open, Arizona turning her gaze to the Latina nestled in the corner of the far couch. It has been months since the blonde reappeared in front of Mark's doorway, telling the love of her life she came back. It was a fight, a huge fight, to get Callie back. Arizona had to admit things that she never wanted to admit about herself. But she did it because Arizona knew her life wouldn't be complete without a certain Ortho goddess standing next to her. What Arizona hadn't planned on is the bomb Callie dropped soon afterwards.
Callie Torres is pregnant with Mark Sloan's baby.
Sometimes Arizona still wants to track the manwhore down and show him exactly what her father taught her about fighting. Test the plastic surgeon's ability to reconstruct his own face after the blonde is done with him. Sure, McSteamy can suture his own cheek, but can he remodel his nose after McDimples finishes making McWhore look like McHamburgerMeat? …Doubtful.
But then something amazing happened. In between all the fighting and the pleading and the apologizing, there was an ultrasound. All of Arizona's life, she swore she never wanted kids. She's seen children at their best… and more often, at their worst. She's seen the pain that comes from losing a baby, she's experience that loss in her own family. And she swore that would never happen to her. But then there was that day where Callie had a funny feeling and she went to the hospital. And Callie Torres being Callie Torres, she refused to leave the hospital room until every possible test had been run.
Arizona stood there as Lucy Fields, twelfth grader, wheeled in the most expensive and most advanced machine Seattle Grace Mercy West had. Then… it happened. A quick thrumming filled the air and it was the most beautiful thing Arizona had ever heard. The sound of the baby's heart beat. Mark's baby. Callie's baby. Arizona's baby. Their baby. And in that moment Arizona knew she was all in. All in, for everything. The hospital gossip and the cravings and the hormones and the challenging 3 person parenting team for the rest of their lives. She was in.
And now, months later, that same baby that thumped its way right into the blonde's heart is growing like a mighty oak in her lover's belly. A stomach that is stretching and stretching with each passing day, and with each passing day Arizona's love for her unborn child grows as well. And her love for Callie. And… dare she say it out loud, but for Mark too.
"Stop staring at me." Callie states after a long couple minutes of silence have passed, the Latina feeling those scrutinizing baby blue eyes locked on her.
"Why?" Arizona asks with a tired smile, tipping her head to the side out of exhaustion but still keeping her gaze on her beautifully pregnant girlfriend.
"Because I feel disgusting and don't want you looking at me." The ortho surgeon states, pulling a blanket further up over her enlarged belly. Blonde tresses wave back and forth as Arizona shakes her head. How Callie can think she looks anything less than magnificent is a mystery to the peds surgeon.
Without a word, Arizona stands and crosses the small living room, taking the vacant seat next to a grumpy Torres. Callie glances at her girlfriend out of the corner of her eye but immediately turns back to her magazine, trying to give the blonde the hint that she's so not in the mood. But Arizona ignores it and pulls the blanket out of the Latina's lap, uncovering the swollen belly housing a beautiful baby.
Snaking a hand under Callie's loose top, Arizona leans in and grazes her girlfriend's ear with her lips. But instead of turning into her embrace, Callie grabs the blonde's hand and pushes it away while slightly shoving her with a shoulder. "Don't." Torres states, making Arizona's brow furrow in confusion. "I'm not in the mood." The peds surgeon has to fight to keep a sigh of exasperation withheld. It's been weeks now since her girlfriend has 'been in the mood'.
Instead of biting back, Arizona sweeps a lock of raven hair away from the Latina's face, tucking it behind the same ear she was just teasing. "What's wrong?" The blonde asks quietly.
"Nothing." Callie answers shortly.
"Callie." Robbins chastises her stare hardening into a glare.
"What?" Torres barks, making the blonde next to her jump slightly. "What, Arizona? What? I said I'm not in the mood, alright? I'm fat and ugly and I have a headache. I don't feel like being touched right now. So just… stop."
"Calliope… You're beautiful. Miraculous. Breathtakingly stunning. How can you not see that?" Arizona replies in a loving, calming tone, a hand reaching behind the pregnant woman and stroking up and down her back. "You're practically glowing."
"It's sweat, you moron." Callie snaps. "If you were throwing up all day you'd be glowing too. I haven't kept a single thing down since last night but that still doesn't change the fact that I'm the size of a god damned Dodge Durango and there is a pounding in my head that feels like a drum line performance during the Superbowl half time show!"
As much as she tries to fight it, a small smile makes its way onto the blonde's face. "Well…" Arizona purrs, scooting closer to the grumpy Latina next to her while fixating a lustful gaze into chocolate eyes. "Lucky for you, I have a super secret cure for headaches. And I just happen to find Dodge Durango's insanely sexy." She moves in for the kill, seeking Callie's lips for a kiss she's been craving for hours but just as she is about to make contact, the Latina shoots out of her seat.
"There's a Durango parked just outside. Go sleep with that." Callie states as she storms off into their bedroom and leaves her girlfriend all alone in the living room. As the door slams shut, Arizona accepts the fact that it's going to be another long and lonely night. And yet, she doesn't regret her decision to come back, not at all. Even if it does mean taking some matters into her own hands.
AN2: So, first time trying canon. Was a little strange haha. If anyone has any prompts, feel free to pm me and I'll try it. Up for anything. Cheers!