Another surprise guest in this chapter =) Enjoy!

Also, BIG thanks go to Kristyn and Chris. They made this possible.

"Damn it!" Arizona yelled, slamming the bathroom door shut on her way out. Callie, who'd been sitting on the bed reading a magazine, looked up in worry. She had never seen Arizona like this, except when they were fighting (which, thankfully, hadn't happened in months).

"What's wrong?" Callie asked.

"I have my period!" Arizona snapped. Callie raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, that does suck doesn't it…?" she said, turning back to her magazine.

"That means I'm not pregnant!" Arizona explained impatiently. She was pacing up and down the bedroom, spitting out a few Spanish curse words she had picked up from Callie in addition to well-known English ones.

"Oh….Right," Callie said slowly. Finally her brain caught up with Arizona and she grew serious. "Well, we can try it again."

"We've tried four times! What if it's me?" Arizona cried. She stopped pacing and turned to Callie with pleading, panicked eyes. "What if there's something wrong with me and that's why I didn't get pregnant?"

Callie quickly got off of the bed, crossing the room and wrapping her arms around Arizona in hopes of calming her down. Arizona had begun to cry and Callie could feel the shoulder of her tee-shirt getting wet, but she stayed absolutely still.

"There's nothing wrong with you," Callie assured her. "This isn't that uncommon, you know. I think we should try again. If that doesn't work then we'll worry, okay?" Of course, Callie was pulling her information out of no where. She had no idea how common or uncommon their situation was. But the words she spoke made Arizona feel better. Her tears began to let up as she pulled away from Callie. Before Callie could congratulate herself however, Arizona pulled off her jeans and climbed back into bed.

In any other situation, Callie would have been turned on by the sight of her girlfriend lying in bed with nothing but a tank-top and underwear on. Now, however, it just made Callie's heart melt. She sat on the bed next to Arizona almost awkwardly. She was not used to being the one who had to comfort the other. Things usually worked the other way around for Callie.

"So, what, you're just going to lie in bed all day? What about work?" Callie asked. Arizona abandoned the pillow she had been clutching and curled up closer to Callie. Callie rubbed her back in slow, soothing circles.

"I'll call out today," Arizona replied quietly. Callie laughed softly.

"You can't call out. The Chief will kill you." Arizona sort of shrugged the best she could, considering she was laying on her side with her head in Callie's lap.

"I don't care. I need a sweatpants day," Arizona said. Callie laughed again.

"I think you need sweatpants for a 'sweatpants day'," Callie remarked. Arizona punched her leg lightly.

"It's not funny," Arizona snapped. She sounded close to tears again.

"Okay, you're right. I'm sorry. I'm just not sure what to do right now." Arizona said nothing, just buried her face deeper into Callie's leg. Callie felt tears again, this time on her leg. "I'm going to make a phone call, okay? I won't be long, promise." Arizona nodded and moved over so Callie could get up. Callie saw that Arizona grabbed the pillow for support again.

Please answer, please for the love of all that is good in this world, please answer, Callie thought as she paced the small bathroom, cell phone pressed against her ear. After four and a half rings, Callie got her wish.

"Hello?" Addison Montgomery answered.

"Hello? Addison? It's Callie. Torres. From Seattle Grace," Callie said in a rush.

"Callie! Hi! How are you, I haven't seen you in a while?" Addison greeted happily.

"Well, actually, I'm in a bit of a mess right now. I blame you. And Mark Sloan. But that's irrelevant. Look, uhm…it's my…my girlfriend, actually, who needs help…." Callie spent a good fifteen or more minutes explaining everything to Addison. There was a moment of silence when Callie finished speaking.

"And she's been taking the fertility drugs?" Addison asked.

"Yes. And we've tried four times now," Callie confirmed.

"Well, normally it takes about six tries with artificial insemination. That's about a 17% chance on your first try, but really it all depends on the individual person. So, average success rates are about 5—25%. With the fertility drugs, the odds are closer to 25%. I suggest you try another cycle or two and them maybe run some tests and see if there is something wrong," Addison said, losing the 'friend' tone and adopting a more serious, business-like one.

"Okay, thank you so much Addison," Callie said gratefully.

"No problem. It's my job," Addison's voice was that of a friend's again. "Call me after the next cycle with the results. If it's not good we'll talk about me coming up to Seattle for some tests. I'm sure I could get some time off."

"Oh, no, you don't have to do that!" Callie rallied immediately.

"I know I don't, but I want to. You're my friend, and this is my fault anyway," Addison joked. "Besides, I don't know who replaced me when I left, but if you're calling me for advice, something's not right."

"No, it's not that. I just…I trust you more. Because we're friends and because you're just about the best baby doc there is," Callie truthfully stated.

"Point and case. And thank you." Callie could almost hear Addison's smile. "I've got to go—work. Don't wait so long to call me again, okay?"

"Okay. Yeah, sure," Callie promised. "Bye." She hung up the phone but opened it again before it had a chance to cool off to make another phone call: the Chief.

…

Arizona was laying in the exact same position as when Callie left, though she had sweatpants on now. Callie laid down next to her again and Arizona resumed her position next to her.

"Did you get cold?" Callie asked, pointing towards the sweatpants. Arizona nodded into Callie's leg. "I called Addison Montgomery. She used to be the baby doctor here until she moved to LA, but we were good friends. She said you have about a 25% chance of conception and that we should try again before running any tests."

"25%?" Arizona said, raising herself on her elbows to look at Callie. Callie noticed that she had been crying. "That's one in four. We've tried four times and I'm still not pregnant."

"I know, but that's what Addison said and I trust her completely. She wants to come up here herself for the tests…if it doesn't work the next time," Callie added hastily. Arizona sighed, laying down again.

"It won't," she whispered sadly.

It feels like a given

Something a woman's born to do

A natural ambition

To see a reflection of me and you

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