Kristyn the Kid is a god. For many reasons. Thanks to her and all my readers, silent and not. Enjoy!

Callie stood on the tips of her toes, trying to see over the heads of the people in front of her. The airport was hot, loud, and it smelled disgusting. This was most likely due to the fact that it was so overcrowded with people that it was a wonder anyone could actually breathe. Arizona, who was standing silently next to Callie, was not trying to see through the people as her partner was. She was simply standing, with a sad, depressed look about her.

At last Callie caught sight of curly red hair. She pushed her way through the crowd so she was closer to the front of the queue waiting by the gate. Arizona remained where she was. Callie, taking no noticed, called out to her California friend as best she could considering the amount of noise the surrounded them.

"Callie!" Addison called, rushing over. They beamed at each other and hugged in a friendly way.

"Hey! I'm so glad you could come! Your hair's shorter than I remember it…" Callie responded.

"Yeah, I got it cut….It's unfortunately that I had to come up, but I'm happy I could" Addison said loudly. Callie nodded. "Where is she anyway?" Callie turned around, surprised to not find Arizona next to her. Callie led the way back to where she'd previously been standing. Arizona looked up and smiled when she saw them, but Callie knew it was her fake smile. It was the same smile she wore when she was with her patients at work all day. Arizona's face hadn't experienced a true smile in a long time.

"Hi, you must be Addison," Arizona said brightly, holding out her hand. Addison shook it.

"Yes, and I'm assuming you're Arizona?" Addison replied. Arizona nodded. When her hand dropped, so did her smile and all false pretenses. "I'm sorry my visit is necessary," Addison said more quietly, noticing Arizona's apparent change in mood.

"No, it's okay. Thank you for coming. Callie thinks very highly of you," Arizona said, her smile back in place.

"Does she?" Addison asked with a raised eyebrow in Callie's direction. Callie shrugged.

"You are the best baby doc I've ever met," she answered truthfully. Addison laughed softly. "Let's get out of here."

…

The phone rang. Its sound echoed throughout the empty room. Arizona heard it but didn't move. By the third ring, Callie realized what the noise was and dashed into the bedroom to answer it. The LCD screen on the front of her phone flashed the name "Addison" as the chorus to the song "Skin" by Rascal Flatts filled the room. Callie hurriedly flipped the phone open.

"Hello?" she answered breathlessly. She knew what this call meant. As she talked to Addison, she ran through the apartment, searching for Arizona. She was laying on the couch in her sweats, her eyes staring blankly at the bright screen on the television. A sitcom that Callie didn't recognize was on.

"The results are in Callie," Addison informed her. Callie searched frantically for the remote. Not finding it, she abandoned her quest and shut the TV off by using the button on the set itself. Arizona looked up at her lazily.

"And?" Callie asked quietly. She was afraid of the results, but desperately wanted to know. Addison was silent for a moment.

"Why don't you two come down to the hospital and we can talk about it," Addison said finally. Callie knew that that couldn't be good, but she didn't want to worry Arizona too much…yet.

"Was that Addison?" Arizona asked when Callie hung up the phone. Callie nodded, not looking at Arizona. "What did she say?"

"Why don't you go get dressed," Callie suggested after a hesitant pause. Arizona eyed her curiously, but got up and went into the bedroom. She emerged a few minutes later looking like the old Arizona, minus the smile that could light up any room. Callie missed the smile.

…

Addison stood in front of them. She wore her glasses, meaning that she was being serious and her arms were folded across her chest. Arizona sat on the edge of the hospital bed, her hands clutching the side so tightly her knuckles had turned white and her hands were sore. Callie was next to her, one hand on Arizona's knee comfortingly. Each and every one of their stomachs hurt.

"It's not good," Addison said finally. Arizona dropped her head. Callie didn't lose eye contact with Addison. They both pretty much expected that. Callie waited for more details and options.

"Why?" Arizona asked quietly. She was still looking down. Her voice was thick and Callie knew she was holding back tears. She'd heard Arizona speak in that tone far too often lately.

"I don't know," Addison truthfully responded. "About 20% of infertility cases are for unknown reasons. I'm sorry."

"You don't know? How can you not know what's wrong with me? You should be able to fix this! You're 'the best baby doc around'," Arizona yelled, mocking Callie. She looked up finally, her cheeks shining with tears. Callie leaned over and whispered something in Arizona's ear. She seemed to calm down a bit, but she was clearly still upset.

"Is there anything we can do?" Callie asked Addison, looking up pleadingly. Addison sort of shrugged, spreading out her hands.

"You could always keep trying. We could give you stronger drugs. But your chances are still low. I am really, really sorry," Addison said again. Callie nodded, looking around, unsure of what to do. Arizona stood and abruptly left the room, slamming the door on her way out. Callie hesitated, but Addison prompted her out of the door. "Go get her. She needs you."

Arizona was in the bathroom down the hall. Callie could tell because the door was locked and she could hear sobs from within. Callie knocked, softly at first, but with growing urgency and strength until finally she was pounding on the door. Finally the door opened. Before Callie could catch a glimpse of the room within, Arizona had thrown herself on Callie, holding her in a vice grip.

Somehow Callie managed to steer Arizona inside. They slid down the cool tile wall onto the floor. Callie tried not to think of how disgusting the floor was she was sitting on, holding Arizona close to her. Arizona cried the hardest she had since they began their adventure, her entire frame shaking against Callie's. Callie hated seeing her like this.

"Let me do it," Callie whispered suddenly. Arizona looked up, confused. She was sniffling and blinking, trying to calm herself.

"What?" she croaked out.

"Let me do it," Callie repeated. "Let me have the baby."

It's so hard when it doesn't come easy
It's so hard when it doesn't come fast
It's so hard when it doesn't come easy
It's so hard

So?? What did you think of the climax?!