Title: Getting over it 11/
Author: MsCrazybird
Pairing: Callie/Arizona (eventually)
Rating: PG
Summary: Post break-up fic; they are tragically and beautifully meant to be together. But how can it all work?
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A/N: Here we go hope you like…again let me know what you think! And im sooo sorry for the long wait guys hopefully it was worth it?

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Callie sat in her hospital bed looking at nothing in particular just thinking about the woman who was sitting in the room with her only a few feet away. It has been like this sense Callie recounted the events that happened in Molly's room. She is still worried about her patient, but she does not understand the blonde. For so long she has been used to her acts of indifference towards her, but today, it was different; it seemed like they had a moment.

She closes her eyes and sighs. Her head slightly throbbing from earlier and thinking too hard has not helped it in the slightest. Arizona is instantly up when she hears the woman sigh and sees the discomfort cross her face.

"You in any pain? I'll run and get you some more pain medication if you need it." The blonde quickly fires out causing brown eyes to snap open and look directly into hers. It's quiet as they lock eyes and look into each others souls. Arizona can feel her heart constrict with pain knowing that the woman that she had come to care about so deeply was hurt.

They stare for what seems like an eternity, but each can see the love shining for themselves in the others eyes. So many words need to be said at the moment, but neither can seem to find what those words truly are.

Callie is lost in a see of blue that she remembers being lost in countless times; Arizona has been sucked up into the soulful brown orbs that she has come to know and love so deeply. Her heart aches in her chest begging to be near the other woman: to hug Callie and comfort her. The thought of being close to the woman that holds her heart makes Arizona's heart beat quicken and she looks longingly at the woman before her. She traces the beautiful face before her slowly stopping at luscious lips that she would do anything to kiss once again.

And then it hits her: she no longer has the permission to kiss the woman in front of her whenever she wants. Reality comes rushing back to hit the blonde like a ton of bricks; her heart constricts painfully in her chest as the memories surge through her mind. Callie is no longer hers. And she is no longer Callie's. She can feel her eyes sting with tears and pain take over her mind at how true the statement is of her; Callie is no longer the last woman that she had kissed or touched intimately and it kills her.

Callie seeing the shift in the blonde's demeanor grows confused. She could have sworn that she saw the love that she knew she was showing in her eyes shining back to her from Arizona's, but now she feels herself begin to question it. Maybe she had wanted to see it so badly she forced her imagination into believing that it was there. She can feel her heart start to pound in her chest realizing that she may have just made a fool of herself. Eyes sting with tears as she thinks about the lack of love in those beautiful blue eyes; it hurts and she can not take it.

The last of her hope is killed when the blonde looks to the side quickly no longer making eye contact with her and it is the icing on the cake for the Latina. Her throat constricts as she feels herself wanting to sob; she clenches her hands willing the tears not to come as her own heart breaks in her chest.

There is silence between the two as they each battle with their feelings, both not knowing what to say to the other so not saying anything at all. Callie opens her mouth as if to say something, but what is there to say in a situation like this? Her mouth quickly snaps shut and the deafening silence continues around them.

The silence is immediately interrupted by the sound of the door getting thrown open revealing a distraught looking Jackson Avery looking into the room at the woman on the bed, before adopting a slightly sheepish look noticing she is not alone. But the look is quickly gone as he sees the hurt in his friend's eyes and anger and concern take the forefront of his mind. He rushes forward to Callie's side. "Cal, are you okay? I heard what happened and I had to make sure you were okay?"

Callie just nods lightly, "Yea I'm fine just a little sore." She tries to smile, but it drops at the serious looks she gets shot by the two doctors in the room.

"I can't believe this happened! Have you taken anything for the pain?" Jackson asks not letting the woman answer and turns to the blonde in the room, "Have you given her anything?"

Arizona does not answer with words just shakes her head in the negative which just does not sit well with Jackson as he looks back at his friend lying in a hospital bed. He still finds her so beautiful even with her hair in slight disarray and still can not see why anyone would ever leave her. You give anything for women like this.

He turns back to the blonde angered at the punk who would ever raise his hand to a female and looks at the blonde who stands uncomfortably shifting from foot to foot near the door. "I thought you were supposed to be monitoring the visitation. Where were you?"

Arizona looks directly into the other man's eyes her own narrowing at the slight accusatory tone that he adopted as he asked where she was; her jaw sets. She already feels responsible for letting the woman she loves get hurt on her floor she does not need someone else pointing it out and blaming her too. "I was trying to save a little boys life who coded; a little boy whose parents were uncontrollable with grief for almost losing their life. I am sorry I couldn't exactly get away from that."

"You could've left an intern to look after her. Now look," he pointed to the woman in the bed who sat there stunned at the two. "Callie is hurt and the patient is lucky that Callie got there or she might not have made it." He turns his back on the woman clearly done with the conversation which only angers the surgeon.

"Hey this is not my fault! It's the kid who did this not mine okay." Seeing that Jackson was not turning around effectively blocking her out her fist clenched at her sides as her jaw set, "I know…"

Her words were cut off by the Latina who sat in the bed as a spectator as the two slung words at each other. "Arizona is right; this is no ones fault but the little weasel that did it. And now Molly is hurt again and nothing is going to come of arguing." The two still looked tense so the Latina continues. "Jackson," his eyes quickly shot up from where they were staring down at the floor where he found his feet much more interesting. "Arizona made a decision as a doctor; that little boy was in immediate danger and it was an easy call; anyone would have done the same thing Molly was fine."

Arizona adopted a smug look but still stared angrily at the back of the man's head she felt a clear need to pummel "Arizona," the sound of her voice getting called made her eyes shift to those beautiful brown orbs that she had spent many a times getting lost in. Seeing that she had got the blonde's full attention, Callie continued. "I know that this wasn't your fault and I don't blame you; and I know Jackson doesn't either." The blonde's eyes slightly narrow, but getting an eyebrow raise and challenging look from the Latina the blonde decided it best not to argue. "It's just still fresh and our emotions are all high, but arguing is not going to solve this so lets all just take a deep breath and calm down."

The two each too her advice; Callie adopted a satisfied look on her face before squirming and squeezing her eyes at a sharp pain in her head and shoulder. 'Just great' she thought. "How 'bout getting me some of those pain meds now?" she gave a slightly strained smile that had both doctors jump into action.

[Bleep]

Callie sat down at a table in the cafeteria with Mark and Jackson already there they smiled their greeting at her. "Hey" she said as she sat.

"Hey Cal." Mark nodded taking a bite of the apple that he had in his hand.

Jackson smile. "Hey Callie, how are you feeling?" he looked at her face that was set in a slight frown.

"I'm fine just bored; I feel fine, but the chief still won't let me do anything. It's not like I got hurt just a bruise and now I can't break bones." She sighed flicking her food on her plate grumpily.

"He's just worried Cal." Mark chimed in.

"Yea I know but it's been two days and I didn't have anything to recover from." She decided on eating the grapes on her plate as the lettuce in her salad looked limp.

"I still can't believe they haven't found that punk; he was in a hospital how does he not get caught?" Jackson's voice showed his ire at the fact that the kid who harmed two women had gotten away.

"Who knows," Callie shrugged thinking about the boy again.

"Cal, are you sure you're okay?" Mark asked looking at his best friend concernedly from across the table, "You look like you haven't slept in days." He looked at his friend noticing the tiredness that she held in her eyes.

Callie cursed herself internally for not covering up how tired she was better as two pairs of eyes turned on her examining her face. In truth she had not been able to sleep for the past few days: every time she closed her eyes she saw those angry eyes looking back at her; she felt helpless in her dreams seeing Molly in pain, but that was not the worst, it was seeing blue eyes looking at her with such fear in them that kept her up at night. Those dreams which featured the blonde got under her skin and a part of her was relieved that she was the one to get to the room before the petite blonde was there dealing with it instead.

"Yea couldn't sleep last night Owen and Cristina." She said as way of explanation the other two donned faces of realization at the words and she was glad that they accepted her half lie; they were their last night and making quite a lot of noise, but they were not what caused her to stay up.

The three fell into lighter conversations of the surgeries that they had taken part of or lack thereof in Callie's case for the remainder of their time together; they promised to hit up Joe's tonight after their shifts.

[Bleep]

Callie sighed in relief as she sat in the familiar bar surrounded by the noise of people chatting around her she breathed in the scent of alcohol happy to have ended her day of paper work and incompetent interns. She smiles as Joe walks up and orders a beer to start her night off with as she waited for her two friends to come.

After her second beer, getting impatient, she decides to order something stronger and soon a rum and coke sits in front of her. The bitter sweet taste hits her taste buds and for a moment she is in heaven as warm covers her insides. Halfway through her drink she hears the stool next to her scrap as someone soon sits in it she smiles knowing that finally her at least one of her friends have made it.

As she turns around she catches a glimpse of messy brown hair and hard, angry light brown eyes that looked just like Molly's. She flinched at the sight fear coursing through her veins at the sight and she could feel the panic begin to set in feeling utterly shocked and trapped.

Arizona watching the other woman from across the room felt a jolt of jealousy that she tried to suppress at the sight of a tall lean man sit next to the Latina his intentions were quite clear with the way he leaned over to the dark haired beauty. She swallowed trying to force her feelings down, but as soon as she saw the panic and fear cross the dark beauty's face she was up making her way to the frightened woman.

Callie was frozen in shock; her memories from her dreams pummeling her brain as the face beside her sneered at her. Her heart pounded in her chest and her hands began to shack. It felt like hours as she sat there frighten, but were only a few short seconds and the blonde was there.

"Calliope, are you alright?" the blonde questioned lightly as she laid a hand on the other woman's shoulder trying to gain her attention.

The contact caused the Latina to nearly jump out of her chair in shock and she turned to see who the hand belonged to and seen beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes next to her. Her eyes teared up at the sight as her mind once again swirled with the memories of her horrendous nightmare of the blonde being hurt. Suddenly remembering the threat that the boy next to her posed, she jumped up and towards the blonde causing said blonde to stumble back slightly.

Callie turned back to the angered boy prepared to defend the blonde woman, unwilling to ever witness those panicked blue eyes again, but as she turned around she was met with a pair of dark questioning eyes looking back at her in confusion. Momentarily confused she looked to around her realizing she was safely in Joe's bar surrounded by her colleges and friends, many of whom were watching the scene with confused interest. Finally she turned back to those concerned blue eyes and felt her mind swim.

She felt on display and she did not like it and slightly fidgeted in her place as her eyes darted around the room before the sound of the door caused her eyes to focus on it. Jackson walked in he smiled seeing the Latina looking at him, but soon adopted a confused look at the glossy sheen she held in her eyes he looked around and noticed that most eyes were on the Latina as she stood there Arizona standing closer a look of concern on her own face.

He moved closer to the duo. "um hey?" he questioned as he looked awkwardly at the two sets of eyes that were on him: one pair pleading while the other still confused.

Seeing Jackson gave relief to Callie as he mind focused away from the nightmarish images taking host in her mind and she could focus on a friend who did not see her freak out and she was grateful. Callie gave a nod to the man before her eyes once again turned back to the blonde who still held a concerned yet slightly curious look on her face.

"Callie, are you okay?" the woman asked lightly almost too afraid that speaking too loudly would cause that panic to once again appear in those beautiful dark eyes.

Callie nods, "Yea I'm fine." She gives a tight smile that does not reach her eyes, but no one questions her. Her heart is still pounding in her chest and she can feel the tears desperately trying to burst through at the sight of those beautiful blue eyes that she can still imagine in so much pain. Her eyes turn away, pleading to her friend to help her out of the situation.

Arizona feels slightly dejected at the woman's blatant lie, but even more so when she turns to Jackson with pleading eyes. She knows that the dark haired beauty does not want to be anywhere near her and when Jackson turns to her to ask his silent permission she just nods and turns away quickly feeling as her heart feels crushed within her chest.

Jackson watches the blonde walk away shoulders slumped before turning back to his friend ready to help out. "Come on Cal let's go." She smiles thankfully as he walks her out of the bar.

[Bleep]

"Want to tell me what that was about?" Jackson finally breaks the silence that the two had been in since leaving Joe's bar as they sit in Callie's living room.

"What are you talking about?" she tries to play it off but they have been sitting in her living room in silence for almost an hour: clearly something was off.

"Don't give me that; I know something happened you can talk to me." He looks at her in her eyes so understandingly and caringly that it breaks her heart. The tears that she had been holding since the bar finally burst out her eyes and she can no longer fight them as sobs shake her body. Her mind replays the image of a hurt Arizona and a loud sob breaks free from her lips. Jackson quickly envelops the crying woman in his arms slowly rocking her back and forth trying to calm her sobbing.

Her tears have seeped through his shirt causing a large wet patch to reach his skin. Callie's tears had finally subsided mere moments ago, but now she lay in his arms breathing evenly as she sleeps emotionally exhausted; he refuses to move not wanting to wake the woman up, but the uncomfortable feeling of wet fabric on his skin is becoming hard to deal with.

A whimper leaves her lips just as he prepared to shift and his whole body froze. Soon that whimper is followed by another as Callie begins to toss in her sleep. A small, "Arizona" can be heard before she again whimpers and tosses. Jackson is not sure if he should wake the woman up or not. He debates for a moment, but another whimper answers it for him. Before he can even try to wake the slumbering woman she shoots up a loud "no" escaping her lips as she frantically searches the room for invisible ghouls that haunted her dreams.

"Cal?" his voice is soft not wanting to frighten the woman any more than she already was and she turns with wide sleep crazed eyes to the person who spoke fearing the worse, but breathing a breath of relief seeing that it is her friend.

"Jackson." It's a barely audible whisper and if he had not have been sitting so close he would not have been able to hear it, but he was sitting close and it brought him joy to hear the name slip from her lips so breathlessly.

"What happened there?" he asked, but she directed her eyes away from his as soon as the question left his lips. "Hey, it can't get better if you don't talk about it."

Callie's eyes met his; she searched his eyes looking into them and only seeing sincerity it gave her a feeling of calm. He was right if she did not talk about it how would she ever work passed it? She could not freak out like that again. Decided that it was okay to tell him she spoke. "I haven't been able to sleep since Molly's brother." He nodded signaling for her to continue. "Every time I do try to sleep I see him, but instead of me he attacks Arizona." Her lip quivers as the image of a frighten and beaten Arizona enters her mind. "I try to stop him but I can't and she looks at me pleading with me to help, but there is nothing I can do as every time I try to get close he intercepts me." She swallows. "But Arizona is strong and does fight back enough to get Molly out of danger and I'm screaming at her to leave to run but then he's on her and her eyes they are so frightened…I try to get to her. I do…and she screams so loud, but still her eyes are on mine…" she closes her eyes trying to control herself. "And then I wake up. That's the furthest I have gotten in my dream."

There is so much fear in her eyes and he gently takes her and hugs her. "But that didn't happen, Cal. She is fine and so are you."

"But he is still out there." She protests.

"It's not going to happen; he's not going to do anything to her."

"How can you know though? He attacked his sister and me already."

"Yes, but he would be stupid to ever come near the hospital again; we all know what to look for."

She thought about it for a moment and nodded feeling only slightly better about it.

"Cal?" he questions softly.

"Hmm?"

"What happened today at the bar?"

At the question Callie tenses before sighing and telling him what had happened. He nods listening to her recollect the story. As she finishes he thinks a moment.

"Maybe you should talk to a therapist about that."

"I don't need a therapist I'm not crazy."

"I didn't say that, but maybe you have like some form of post traumatic stress or something?" he tried to reason with her.

"I don't need to talk to a therapist."

"What if it happened while you were in surgery?" she opened her mouth but then closed it not knowing what to say seeing this he continues, "Just talk about it and see where it goes you don't have to keep going."

She thinks on it for several moments before nodding, 'can't hurt to at least try' she thinks to herself.