A/N: The second part. I really appreciate all the feedbacks.


"I found something better," Callie said with a smile on her face. She felt better than she has felt since the crash happened. She and Arizona managed to spent the evening together without Sofia and they didn't argue. It was refreshing and Callie managed to get a good night sleep even if it was on Mark's couch. It's been a week since she encountered with Harry and things were better than before so she slowly forgot about him and what he told her.

Derek lifted his eyebrows. Sending Callie home was an amazing idea. "Okay. What do you got?" He was willing to do anything if it would help him get back in the operating room.

Callie took a deep breath, not sure how Derek would feel about her suggestion. "Before you say anything or turn me down listen very carefully. We could do a nerve graft using a nerve that would come from a matching donor." She let out the part that the donor would either be a dead person or someone from his family.

"So either a dead person or my family?" Derek was too smart and Callie couldn't fool him. "I can't do that."

Callie sighed. "The nerve has to match your DNA, you know that Derek." He shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I'm not agreeing to this."

Callie groaned and walked out of the x-ray room slamming the door behind her. She went behind her comfort zone to even perform the first surgery and now she was working her butt off to make sure that Derek would be able to operate ever again.

Meredith caught her on the hall. "Hey, how's the research going?"

Callie shook her head. "It's not. He doesn't want to have a nerve graft because it would include taking someone else's nerve." She walked away before Meredith could reply. Stupid Owen canceled most of her surgeries because apparently she needed to get emotionally stable first. And with Mark being dead and her relationship with Arizona basically falling apart it would take much longer for that to happen.

She knocked on the Chief of Surgery's door. She didn't even wait for a reply, she only waited for a few seconds before barging in. "I need you to clear me because I can't handle not doing surgeries. You said that until I'm not ready I'm not operating but I'm ready. I made my peace with my best friend being dad and being a horrible wife."

Owen looked at her stunned and gently placed the phone he had in his hand down. "Uhm if that's what you want." He was kind of expecting this to happen earlier but at least now he was hundred percent sure that Callie was committed to surgeries and not bothered by her personal problems.

Callie raised her eyebrows. She expected some sort of paper to be signed and handed to her.

"You weren't banned from doing surgeries," he explained earning a glare that could kill. "I am glad you chose to wait. Welcome back Torres."

Callie wanted to punch Owen for not telling her that she was able to do surgeries because he used the words: You are banned from the OR. Which she thought that were written somewhere. But on the bright side she was able to return to her operating room.

Luck was on her side. It didn't get long for the emergency room to get filled up by college kids. They were having a party at the dorms and the three boys wanted to jump in the pool from the balcony. One hit his head against the pool and was already rolled in the OR while the other two jumped together and managed to tangle themselves together. It was mostly bruises but one had a bad fracture of his leg and they couldn't help him until they moved them apart. Of course the whole dorm went with them to the hospital.

"We need to separate you so we can operate on your friend okay," Callie said for what seemed like the tenth time. It would be easier if they didn't have to do in the OR and if the guy who was okay wouldn't be afraid of the hospital and panic every five seconds.

Callie asked again and when they both nodded started rolling them in the OR with Owen and Jackson but in the middle the one with the broken leg started screaming. " What happened?"

"I don't know. I think something snapped," the other one replied and took a few deep breaths. He wanted to faint.

Callie looked around the two guys. She couldn't find the source from where the snap could come from. Stupid drunken college kids, she thought even if she was one of them. Well just for the first year. "Brandy can you tell me where it hurts?" Callie asked the guy who screamed.

"Everywhere," he gasped out in pain. His leg, his spine, his torso. "My back," he growled out.

Callie leaned over and gently touched Brandy's back. She noticed a massive bruise on his lower back and a disc that almost pierced the skin. Owen saw it as well. "Jackson push 0.8 to 10 milligram of morphine per hour." The kind of pain he was experiencing had to be unbearable.

"You ok if we go to the OR now?" Callie asked the other one. He seemed pretty scared. He nodded. "We will probably sedate him to make sure he's not in any pain. And when we untangle the two of you, we move him on the operating table and you will probably have a check up just to make sure nothing's broken or sprained." Randy was barely alert from the pain killers so she was mostly talking with the other guy.

They rolled them in the OR and sedated just Randy so they could mostly talk the other guy through. It took them almost an hour to untangle them without making any further injuries.

Then the surgeons scrubbed in while nurses took the other guy away to get someone else to check if he had any injuries. They tried to keep the surgery as short as possible because he was in the same position for a very long time and his muscles were going through a lot of trauma. Callie then found out that his back was not broken but it it was strained. They lied him on a hard board and tied him down so his back was secured. His leg needed more attention since it wasn't a simple fracture and they had to do an open surgery.

Owen had a smirk on his face while they were scrubbing out. "Are you feeling better now that you just finished with a surgery?"

Callie knew he was teasing her and she still needed to get at him back for making her think that she was banned from surgeries. "You bet I did and I rocked it as well."

"Can't deny the truth," Owen replied and shot Callie one last cheeky smile before she left the scrub room.

After that surgery the ER suddenly seemed filled with broken limbs. She didn't even have time to go to a lunch break until she was almost finished with her shift. She looked at the hospital clock.

"When is your wife planning on coming back?" Alex asked Callie with a banana in his mouth.

Callie froze. "Why, have you seen her?"

"Wait, she's here?" Alex got confused.

Callie rubbed her forehead. "She's talking with her prosthesis today and one of the reasons why she came is because I promised I won't tell anyone, so you can't visit her or tell her that I told you that."

Alex shrugged. "Tell her I wished her good luck."

"I can't. Because if I would tell her that she would know I told you," Callie said in a 'duh' tone. Alex raised his hands and walked away, obviously not caring what Callie just told him except from the part that he wasn't allowed to visit Arizona.

Callie waited until there was only ten minutes left of Arizona's session and picked Sofia from the daycare. She knew they wouldn't argue with their daughter around. "Hey little miss," she said cheerfully making Sofia wreck down the tower she was building and run to Callie.

"Mama?" she asked quietly.

"We'll go see her okay?" Callie always tried to sound happy around Sofia but her daughter might have been young but she wasn't stupid. She noticed something was wrong when her other two parents disappeared and then her daddy was completely gone.

Callie peeked through the door first to make sure she wasn't interrupting anything big. Arizona was sitting on the table with a prosthesis on her leg. Callie had to take a deep breath to keep the memories from floating back. Her working on Derek's hand when she was told that her wife was dying.

Sofia on the other hand had no plans of respecting any privacy and pushed the door open. Arizona tensed on the table and tried to find something to cover her leg. She glared at Callie who walked behind Sofia. "I'm so sorry she just walked in," she tried to apologize. Sofia climbed on the table showing no interest of the metal looking leg.

Arizona avoided eye contact with Callie and the brunette knew a long, painful yelling session would be happening later that day after Sofia would be put down for her bedtime. She smiled at Sofia though who was ranting lovingly about whatever happened in her day. "Where's uhm David?" Callie asked quietly.

"He went to grab another prosthesis which you would know if you checked your phone," Arizona snapped at her. She didn't mean to be rude but sometimes she felt like it was the only thing left to do.

Callie grabbed her phone from her pocket and was about to argue how she didn't receive any texts but then saw the notification bar. She stayed quiet and only sighed. When David appeared she took Sofia's hand. "Come on baby girl we'll wait for mama by the vending machine."

They went home in a tense silence. Even Sofia was fussy in her car seat because she wasn't getting the attention she wanted. She helped Arizona in their apartment and walked across the hall to Mark's place. She was in no mood for arguing. Callie slipped her coat off and remembered about the bottle she had there. She wanted nothing more than to place it in a glass and hand it to Arizona but it felt like she would be taking advantages.

Callie didn't even feel like cooking. Or breathing sometimes. Life was so horrible sometimes. She even wanted to take Derek's advice and live with Alex for a little while. Or hell even sleep on Derek's couch. A little gentle voice interrupted her negative thoughts.

Sofia was standing by the door with tears in her little eyes. "Mama down," she said and hiccuped.

Callie picked Sofia up. Her heart broke at the sight of her baby crying and it took her a minute to take in what she actually said. Then she realized that Arizona fell. "Hey little miss can you stay here and play with some toys while I help mama?"

Sofia's lower lip quivered but she nodded. She didn't know what was happening and why she wasn't able to help her as well. "Everything's gonna be okay," Callie said and placed a soft kiss on her forehead while hurrying across the hall. Why was so much happening to her in just a day? For a week things were fine and she and Arizona actually talked even if it only included what Sofia said, draw or did that day.

"Arizona?" she called out. Arizona was on the floor with a shattered vase around her. She looked devastated and humiliated. "What happened?" Of course Callie noticed the prosthesis on Arizona's leg and came to a conclusion that she fell.

"I hate this," Arizona finally said. She was being patient when David fitted her with a socket and when he sent her home with a prosthesis but she needed to say something. "I hate that this hurts and pinches and it doesn't feel like my leg at all and it's so heavy." Her tone was calmer than Callie expected it to be.

Callie sighed. It was her fault and she just waited for those words to be said. Again. It stung every time she was accused of saving Arizona's life by making the call to cut off her leg.

"And I hate that I can't hate you. Not anymore because I get to see Sofia grow up now and I get it why you did it but that doesn't mean that I'm not mad anymore. Sofia saw me fall, Callie. What if I was holding her? What if we would both fall?" Arizona's tone was still quiet. She was tired of arguing as well.

Callie's shoulders slumped. She didn't know what to say. She offered her hand for Arizona and then gently pulled her up. "Did you get cut on the vase anywhere?"

Arizona shook her head. She was glad she was wearing her running shoes that were thick enough so that glass didn't cut through them. Callie helped her sit down on the couch. Arizona looked around the living room. It went from a playroom to a hospital room and it made her upset. And the fact that Callie prefered sleeping in Mark's apartment instead of staying with her broke her heart even if she was the one who was pushing Callie away.

Callie thought about telling Arizona about that weird thing that has happened to her and what that guy Harry told her. "Want to order pizza?" she asked instead. Then Sofia walked through the still open door. She walked and sat between Callie and Arizona, happy just to be with both of them.

"Do you want pizza miss Sofia?" Arizona asked Sofia. She understood how hard it had to be for her. Her parents were arguing, it was always tense and her daddy was gone.

"Toy story," Sofia said, not pronouncing her r's just correctly. She wanted to watch a movie now that they were all together.

Callie tucked some hair behind Sofia's little ear. "How about we watch the movie while we're eating pizza?"

Sofia nodded and climbed on Arizona's lap, her legs bouncing against the prosthesis but obviously she didn't care much about that.

After that night Callie moved back in their apartment. It wasn't perfect but at least they weren't arguing all the time and they both made a deal to spend at least an hour with Sofia together when they would play so their daughter would know they were still a family. But Arizona's frustration with her prosthesis grew and she still couldn't walk properly with it no matter how hard she and David worked on it.

After a frustrated scream Arizona wanted to take it off and threw it in the wall but she just dropped it on the wall and lied down on the bed. She tried walking around the bed but it turned into hopping on one leg. "I'M SICK OF THIS," she screamed.

Callie heard Arizona scream and then shout but didn't know whether she should ask if she was okay. She was still suppose to be at work but her last procedure got canceled. She waited for a few minutes before opening the bedroom door. They replaced the hospital bed with their own bed. "You okay?"

Arizona sat up and ran her hand through her hair. "Uhm yeah. Why are you early?" She got used to being interrupted by now but she still tried to walk around with her prosthesis when no one else was there.

"Canceled surgery," Callie simply said and turned around.

Arizona leaned down to take the metal leg off when she remembered something. "Why do you carry around water in a really creepy magic kind of bottle in your coat?" She was doing some laundry and almost broke it.

Callie froze and laughed nervously. How do you explain that to someone? "It's a really funny story really. You're not gonna believe it. Literally." Arizona just looked at her, expecting more. "So I was getting this weird little messages like one in the mail and then over computer and I don't really know how the third one happened but anyway one said to go to 23rd street and I was curious so I went there one day and some guy was there." She paused there. Arizona looked confused and there was also a hint of jealousy in her eyes. Then Callie realized how awful this sounded. "So I talked to him and he said he's a magical healer and that he can make you a prosthesis that will basically be apart of you."

Arizona started laughing. The same reaction that Callie had. "Did you hit your head? That's a really funny story. What else did he tell you?" She kept laughing and just couldn't stop.

"The liquid in the bottle isn't water. It's a potion that would make you agree with me on anything. I didn't want to take it but he insisted."

Arizona still found that story hilarious and unreal. "Okay let's give it a try. You give me that and I'll go with you and see the magical healer." She used air quotes as she said the words magical healer. There was no way that would happen but hey, she was a pediatric surgeon and a very curious person.

Callie wasn't sure about this. "Uhm okay." She grabbed a glass of water and poured only two drops of a potion that seemed ticker now that it escaped the bottle. With a raised eyebrow she passed it to Arizona.

Arizona let out a final laugh and looked at the glass in disbelief. It was all basically water. "If it makes me puke you're washing my hair," she simply stated and drank it. It all tasted the same as water. Then she looked at Callie with high exceptions. Nothing happened.

Half an hour later she came back to her senses. She was in a car. In Callie's car. And they were on a parking lot she has never seen before. "Callie?" Her voice was raspy and she was feeling really thirsty. She had no idea how she got here. Callie was sitting next to her looking tense. Sofia was in her car seat, drawing. "What happened?" The last thing she remembered was drinking a glass of water with that weird thing Callie put in it.

"Remember how you I told you it would make you do anything I said?" Callie asked nervously. Arizona nodded. "Well this is where I got the bottle from." She pointed at the 23rd street sign. Arizona felt like she was in some sort of Disney movie. "We need to get there," Callie said pointing to the beginning of the tunnel. She felt like Arizona would just end up laughing in her face but god, she just wanted to come home, make dinner and cuddle with her wife.

Arizona looked around figuring a way on how to get there. Then she realized she still had her prosthesis on. "If you help me I can hop there." She couldn't believe she was doing this as well. How desperate does a person have to be to believe in magic healing?

"Of course," Callie replied and took Sofia out of her car seat. She didn't know why she brought her along in the first place. Maybe because she felt like she was dumping her to someone else at any chance she got. "Hey Sof why don't you walk in front of us but don't run okay?" Callie suggested. Sofia was already ahead of them but waited patiently in front of the scary, dark tunnel. Callie wrapped her hand around Arizona's waist.

They crossed the tunnel in awkward silence. "I can't believe I'm doing this," Callie said. She even felt stupid about going here the first time.

"Well I can't believe you managed to convince me to get here," Arizona added with a small smile. Though she knew she was just a kid at the heart and if someone would tell her Hey, I'm a wizard and proved it to her she would drag her whole pediatric ward here.

Callie instructed Sofia on which door to open. Callie's jaw dropped when the inside of the building looked completely different. It was barely three weeks since she's been here. There was also an elevator. Of course Sofia was the first to press the button. There was only one button in the inside of the elevator that took them to the highest level.

Callie coughed awkwardly. "Uhm this is where he lives." Before she could knock the door opened, startling Callie.

"I was expecting you. Come in," Harry said. "You must be Arizona," he said to the woman that Callie was holding on so tight. Then he bent down. "And you must be little Sofia." He reached behind her air and pulled his hand back revealing a chocolate bar. Sofia was in awe. Her toothy grin has never been as big as it was in that moment.

Callie almost remembered she hasn't told him the names of her wife and child. Now that she was there she didn't know what to say. "How about we get started?" Harry suggested. Arizona was amazed by his British accent.

"Started with what?" Callie asked. She felt dumb. And of course she didn't discuss this before because she didn't believe that it would have happened anyway.

Harry pointed to the table. It kind of looked like an operating table. "Lay down please." Arizona lied down. She had no idea what would happen in that right moment. She looked down at Sofia who was happily eating her chocolate bar. "Close your eyes." It was simple order. "Picture your leg the way you want it to look." Arizona didn't say anything even if she didn't know how this would help her. She pictured her old leg. The leg she had once. How she could wiggle her toes and felt her muscles tense and stretch. "Keep your eyes closed." Harry took his wand.

Callie held her breath. She watched Harry take off her wife's prosthesis. In her 35 years they never taught her how to deal with situations like this. Situations that only existed in movies, books and dreams.

"I need you to hold her hand," Harry said looking at Callie.

"Is it gonna hurt?" Callie asked quickly before Harry could wave his wand. She slipped her hand in Arizona's. The first time they held hands since Arizona lost her leg. It still felt the same. Like their hands were made for each other.

Harry crooked a smile. "No, it won't. But I need both of you relaxed. Think of your leg the way you want it. It doesn't have to be realistic." He laughed a little at his own joke.

They both thought of the same thing. The leg that Arizona used to have. Bones, muscles, blood, skin and warmth. Callie wished for it, because she wanted things to go back to normal. And Arizona, because she hasn't felt like herself without the leg. Harry casted a spell. He spoke slowly and clearly but none of the words could be understood in English nor Spanish. Even Callie closed her eyes. She felt Sofia's hands wrap around her leg. That little girl must have thought she was having a really good dreams.

Arizona lied there with closed eyes for what seemed like hours but was only a minute, or two. She was scared of opening her eyes. She felt strange. Maybe because a wizard has just gave her her leg back or maybe because this all seemed to good to be true. There was no such thing as magic. Was it? Callie's loud gasp brought her back to reality.

Callie's hand twitched as she craved to touch the leg that Arizona once had. It looked real. The same skin tone as the rest of her body. She was just waiting to be shaken up from her dreams. "Oh god," Arizona said as she sat up. She didn't dare to move. She was scared that it would fall off or disappear.

"Do you believe me now?" There was a playful smirk playing on Harry's lips. "I made a promise to help."

Arizona looked at Callie. She had tears in her eyes. She wanted to cry. "It's like I can feel it," she whispered so quietly. It's funny how much she appreciated a leg after having them for granted. She thought about her toes and wiggling them.

Callie jumped as she saw Arizona's toes wiggle. A normal prosthesis was not able to do this. She finally gave in her cravings and touched it. It was soft and smooth. And it didn't feel like metal. Instead it felt like skin. "That's gonna be hard to hide," she tried to joke but her emotions were on the edge as well. Arizona felt her wife's gentle touch. The soft fingertips brushing the skin and tickling her. She let out a shaky breath.

"I will give you some privacy. Sofia would you join me in my magic castle?" He did this before. A couple that came in so desperate to get their life back on the old tracks. There was something even better about Callie and Arizona though. They were magic too.

Arizona wiggled her toes again and then bent her knee. She could feel her muscles. "I can feel it Cal." She was almost shaking. Callie smiled at her and kissed her temple. Arizona turned her head and pulled Callie for a kiss. A kiss that held everything they've been feeling for each other. Love, affection, happiness of the moment. It's been so long since they felt each other's lips.

"I'm so sorry," Callie whispered once they broke from the kiss. She was stroking Arizona's cheekbone.

"You shouldn't. You saved my life. Beside now I can lose as many limbs as I want," Arizona said with a big dimpled smile, feeling much better than she has since the plane crashed. She looked down at her leg and stepped on the floor. She could feel the surface of the wooden floor against her feet. She made an awkward step. She has gotten used to walking with prosthesis and now she had to learn how to walk like human again.

Callie smiled Arizona. She reached out for her hand and twirled her around. Arizona ended wrapping her arms behind Callie's neck. "I'm sorry too. For being awful. I shouldn't have taken out on you and Sofia." Callie just placed a finger over her mouth and then replaced the finger with her lips.

Sometimes it takes a big leap into imaginary world to get what you want. Age is not a limit that should stop you from dreaming and believing. Callie would have never in her life imagine she would ever have a conversation with someone involved with magic, because she didn't believe in it. But just because you don't believe it, doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Harry watched them with a smile on his face. This is why he chose to be a magical healer. To bring joy to people who lost their hope.