Title: Getting over it 7/
Author: MsCrazybird
Pairing: Callie/Arizona (eventually)

Rating: PG-13
Summary: Post break-up fic, but they are tragically and beautifully meant to be together. But how can it all work?
Disclaimer:All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.

A/N:. It is going to take a while for them to get back together but I promise they will eventually. It is heart felt and sad (just fair warning). Please let me know what you think.

A/N2:

As Arizona sees Callie round the corner she turns her attention to the nurse that Callie had obviously been flirting with earlier. Her eyes narrowed a moment looking the woman over and she had to admit she was quite attractive, but not as hot as I am. She smirked.

Before she could even register her movements, Arizona was standing face to face with the nurse. Ana looked up from where she was sitting at the nurses station and slightly jumped, startled by the sudden appearance of a certain Latina's ex-girlfriend.

Ana could feel the blue eyes burning holes into her. She cleared her throat. "Is there something I could help you with, Doctor?" she smiled, eyes twinkling with mischief. She knew where this was going.

"Yes actually you can, by not flirty with my gi…." Arizona stopped at the near slip up of words.

"Your what exactly?" Ana shot back eyeing the surgeon.

"My…none of your business that is what. Just stop flirting with her because it really, really makes me want to grab the nearest object and hit you with it." Her eyes looked at her daring her to do something.

"You know what, I think it's really none of your business who I flirt with or who Callie decides to flirt with for that matter."

Her words stung, but only for a moment before anger took over. "Look," Arizona looked at the woman's name tag, "Ana I think it is plenty my business when one of the nurses from my floor is acting inappropriately while patients are all around; patients that are children."

"I really don't think that you have any room to talk, now do you Dr. Robbins?" Ana's eyes narrowed challenging the doctor to counter her attack.

Arizona was momentarily surprised by the comment, but tried to hide it. "I don't think I know what you are referring to…Nurse." She spoke the last word coldly looking her dead in the eyes.

"Oh, but I think you do. Doctor." She shot the last word back.

"Really?" the blonde folded her arms across her chest looking at the brunette expectantly.

"Really, you know, Debbie is one of my best friends and she has told me everything about everything. You were no different."

The look on the blonde's face wavered for a moment before she caught herself. "You know what; you're not even worth it. Callie isn't interested in you anyway." She looked the nurse up and down crinkling her nose before she turned and started to walk down the hall. The blonde quickly turned back around "I need you to clean up Carson's room, he hasn't stopped vomiting. Thanks." she sang back in her an overly perky tone as she smiled revealing her dimples before turning back around.

Ana was fuming. How dare that bitch! Not interested…Not interested. That's what she thinks. Just watch me Arizona. She stared for a moment where the blonde had walked off and turned toward Carson's room.

Callie's eyes are stinging from the tears that so desperately want to escape from her eyes. Focusing on her walking, Callie is suddenly pulled by the sleeve of her shirt into a nearby on call room.

For a moment panic takes over her mind as she looks around trying to take in her surroundings; the panic quickly dies, however, when she sees Mark looking at her. A small shuddering sigh of relief escapes her lips at the sight of her friend.

"Mark…"She barely manages to croak the name out before her knees give-out beneath her and she starts sobbing. Before she could hit the floor Mark quickly rushes to his friend wrapping her up into his arms allowing her tears to drench his top.

After a few moments of allowing her to sob, her breathing becomes regular again. He pulls her gently away from him studying her for a moment. "Are you okay?"

Callie takes a few moments to sniffle. "Yeah, I just. Yeah."

"What happened?"

"I'm not real sure."

"Well, then what made you so upset? Do you need me to do anything Cal?" his words were light, but she knew that he would do anything for her.

The knowledge of that comforted her. "She was just so harsh with me Mark. She never spoke to me like that, never."

"Who, Arizona?"

"Yes Mark." Her voice was monotone.

"Okay, sorry. So she didn't like the idea of letting the patient's brother come and visit. And reacted harshly enough to bring you to tears? You know you can always go over her head and talk to Derek. She seems like the type…" Mark is quieted by the death glare that he is receiving from the Latina. "What?" Mark asks a little confused.

"I didn't even get to talk to her Mark. She fell I went to help and she was just…I'm not sure what I did. Did I do something?"

"Cal, calm down. You didn't do anything." The beeping sound of a pager makes both surgeons look down to their sides. "It's mine." Mark states looking at his pager. "Look Callie I paged you because Jackson said it looked like you were in trouble, but let's talk about this later? At Joes?" He asked already backing up towards the room.

Callie nodded slightly as the plastic surgeon walked away shutting the door behind him. The Latina soon flopped down on the on bed suddenly spent.

Callie awoke a few hours later in the same on call room. She stretched a moment reaching as she reached in her pocket for her phone. Looking at it she suddenly realized that her shift had ended twenty minutes ago. As quickly as she could she made her way to the locker rooms and was relieved to find that it was empty. She changed quickly happy to be able to spend time with her friend. Walking quickly in her rush to leave Callie bumped into Jackson.

"Whoa, where are you off to in such a rush?" he smiled glad to see that the Latina looked a bit better than she did earlier at lunch.

"Oh, sorry," she smiled "just heading to Joe's for a while Mark is supposed to meet me there."

"Oh, okay, well then I'll see you there. Have fun." He waived as she started to walk again.

Callie sat at the bar with a beer in her hand looking at the door as another person walked in that wasn't Mark. She let out a puff of air before taking a drink of the cool liquid stopping when she felt the phone in her front pocket vibrating. Quickly she retrieved it finding that there was a text message from Mark and opening and reading it.

"Hey Cal, sorry was in surgery. Lex wants to talk. Sorry." She felt a little disappointed, but understood what her friend was going through. If Arizona had wanted to talk, she would have dumped everything in a heartbeat.

"No problem I already got the party started without you." She smiled and put away her phone again looking up as the door opened once more. A smile appearing on her face as eyes locked with hers she waved him over.

Soon Jackson had sidled up to her, taking up the bench furthest away from the door. "Where's Mark?" He looked around as he asked.

"Lexie." Callie stated simply as they both shared a knowing smile nodding in agreement.

The conversation had started to flow between the two quickly covering up sports to Callie's living in the basement days. Jackson let out a laugh at hearing one of Callie's stories.

"No, the chief?"

"Yep," Callie nodded.

"What happened how did he react?"

"Well actually he came in and sat down on my bed and talked to me before telling me I couldn't stay there anymore of course." She smiled at the memory. "Really didn't sit well when my boyfriend at the time walked in and saw me sitting there in my underwear with the chief." She chuckled.

"I bet he was jealous I know I would be." He smiled.

Before Callie could answer, she noticed Jackson looking at something behind her she turned to be greeted with the sight of Ana approaching the duo. She smiled her greeting.

"Hey." Ana spoke softly as she stopped in front of the Latina.

"Hey." Callie smiled returning the gesture.

"How are you?"

"We are fine actually just chatting."

"Oh, uh…I was wondering if you weren't busy tomorrow if you'd like to come with me some place to see me out of work." She smiled her eyes twinkling at the word 'see'.

Callie didn't really know what to do, Ana was attractive, but she couldn't possibly see herself with someone so soon just the thought of it made her chest hurt. "Uh, actually Ana I am doing something tomorrow I'm so sorry." She gave an apologetic smile.

"Oh, really? I just thought that you might be free I would really like to see you sometime if you're free another time?"

Callie didn't know what to do she felt like a deer in the headlights before she felt an arm snake around her waist. She turned to look at Jackson as he spoke to the brunette.

"Actually she wont be free anytime soon if I have anything to say about it." He smiled and hugged her a little closer to him.

Ana's face fell "Oh I'm sorry I didn't know. I would have never…"

"It's okay she's a beautiful woman and if I were you and seen this gorgeous girl single I would have ran to get her" Callie felt her ears getting hot at the compliments he was giving her.

Ana smiled "Well, just keep her because if you don't you deserved to get kicked." She smiled before turning to walk away heading straight to the table with a bunch of the other nurses.

None of them notices the blonde sitting in a booth with Teddy eyeballing the brunette before looking back.