Callie spent the whole night in Arizona's room dozing off, eventually, after staying up talking to Arizona's comatose form for more hours than she could ever imagine. She was so engrossed in her sleep that she hadn't taken notice of the nurse on duty walking in and out of the room to check on Arizona the entire time. Cristina had walked passed the room earlier, and saw sleeping Callie resting her head on the side of bed, her hands still stubbornly clasping her girlfriend's. She smiled weakly, walking off and letting Callie have some rest.
It was not until after 8 in the morning that Callie felt a light tapping on her shoulder. She opened her eyes slowly and looked up to see Bailey looking down at her, with one hand planted firmly on her hip.
Callie quickly stood up and nodded, "I'm going now, Bailey." She wanted to stay with Arizona, but she knew she had patients to see.
She started to walk off, but felt a sudden jerk on her hand and realized that she was being pulled back to face Bailey. "Where do you think you're going?" Bailey asked, slightly wincing at the sight of Callie's tired features.
"Um, checking on patients?"
"No, you're not, you're staying here with Dr. Robbins!" Bailey snapped. "Besides, you've reached your 80-hour limit, so when Dr. Robbins wakes up, I'd better see you here with her!"
Callie looked at Bailey skeptically and then realized that that was Bailey's "Nazi" way of giving her the permission to stay with her girlfriend. Callie wanted to smile, but however soft-hearted the Nazi could be, she was still the Nazi.
"Thanks" Callie nodded and walked back to her chair before sitting back down.
A couple of hours later Mark stopped by."Are you sure you're ok?" Mark asked, concerned. "I mean, no offense, but you don't look so good," he added, studying Callie's features on her exhausted face.
"I'm just tired," Callie replied, her gaze still fixated on Arizona. "I've been up all night talking to Arizona" she added, fighting back tears. She didn't want to cry again. She had to be strong for Arizona.
Mark looked down at Arizona , and nodded sadly. He stayed silent, not being able to find the correct words to respond with, without hurting Callie's feelings.
The silence was interrupted by Cristina walking into the room. "Hey," she managed a smile and walked towards Callie. "Are you alright?"
Callie nodded solemnly. "Yeah, just a little tired."
Cristina looked at her watch and realized that it was already 11 in the morning and was sure that Callie hadn't had breakfast yet. "Callie, let's get to the cafeteria to get breakfast," she offered, gently placing her hand on her friend's shoulder.
Callie looked up at Cristina and shook her head gently. "It's ok. I'm fine."
Cristina sighed. "Come on, Callie. It's late and you haven't had food yet."
Mark looked on at the two and tried to help Cristina out. "You should go get food," he stated. "I'll wait here with Blondie until you get back."
Callie was sitting with Cristina in the cafeteria and Cristina was trying to make her eat. She suddenly realized that she had left Arizona with Mark for more than an hour and with that, she jerked off of her seat and started to collect her things.
"Where are you going?" Cristina asked, surprised.
"I have to get back to Arizona " Callie replied simply.
"Callie, please," Cristina pleaded, catching a hold of her friend's arm. "You need to take a break. You haven't even finished your salad yet."
Callie looked down at her untouched salad. She wasn't in the mood for eating, probably after what had happened. "I cannot take a break, Cristina," Callie pulled her arm away gently. "She needs me."
"I know. And I know how hard things are for you, but you need to clear things off of your head for a bit," Cristina said. "You haven't been resting for hours. You need to take care of yourself too."
Callie sighed and diverted her gaze up to the sky, trying to hold back tears. "Arizona is in a coma, Cris," she stated, looking back down at her friend. "She needs me. I have to keep on talking to her; she might hear me," she added.
Cristina looked down at her hands, not being able to say anything. She wanted to be a supportive friend, so she simply nodded.
"As you know, the longer she stays in a coma, the greater the chance she might not-" Callie's voice trailed off, as she started to choke on her tears.
"She might not fully recover, I know," Cristina said, quietly. "Then, you should go to her. Keep talking. It might help if she hears your voice."
Callie and Cristina walked back to Arizona's room in silence, They were halfway through the hallway to the room, when Cristina saw Shepherd rushing into the room, his stethoscope hanging loosely in his hands, and his face etched with concern. Callie noticed too, and couldn't help wondering why. In a matter of seconds, her brain started to imagine the worst. Her curiosity was further tested when she then saw Bailey walking briskly into the same room, an expression of surprise and shock being plastered on her face as soon as she moved in pass the door.
"What's happening?" Callie managed to ask to no one in particular, her voice barely above a whisper. Her steps quickened, as she pulled Cristina with her, who was trying to catch up with her pace.
Callie moved into the room and stopped at the door. Gradually, her eyes were drawn to scanning the entire room. She saw Bailey standing by the bed, looking down at Arizona. She saw Shepherd taking Arizona's left wrist in his hands to check her pulse. She saw a nurse she didn't know, or didn't ever bother to know the name of, taking orders from Shepherd. She saw Mark standing there nervously as the other doctors did their work.
"What is going o-?" Everything seemed to be a blur, until she heard the sweetest sound she had ever heard. She heard Arizona croak out " Calliope". Instinctively, a hand flew over a mouth, covering it as she let out a small, inaudible gasp. "Ari "
She then couldn't control herself anymore. She sat down by Arizona's bed , held her hand and just sobbed with relief.
"Well, it seems that she has decided to prevent me from performing that surgery by finally recovering from her coma." Shepherd let out a small laugh, before smiling genuinely. "It's a miracle, I guess."
Miracle. Callie as a doctor was taught not to believe in miracles. They were taught to worship science and yet this was nothing short of a miracle so maybe just this once, she would take a little less belief in science and a little more faith in miracles.
"So, care to fill me in with new things that happened while I was gone?"
Callie looked up from where she was pouring a glass of water on the rolling table beside the bed and smiled. "There's not much to report, Ari."
She studied her girlfriend's tired and sick expression and let out a slight grimace. She hated that she had to be that sick. True, it was one of the happiest moments in her life when she saw Arizona finally fluttering open her eyes two nights ago, but to see her weak and vulnerable, broke her heart.
"What's on your mind?" Arizona enquired, sitting up on the bed, before taking a small sip of water from the glass, all the time having her eyes fixated on Callie. "You look...I don't know, pretty thoughtful."
"Oh, it's nothing," Callie dismissed her question. "I was just thinking."
"About what?" Arizona asked again, putting her glass on the counter nearby.
Callie hesitated, genuinely trying to think of something to reply with. She didn't want to burden Arizona right now with news about George and Izzie and Erica and talking about feelings" "Just some things" Callie replied vaguely.
"So, what kind of things things?" Arizona was really enjoying this; she had missed bantering with her. "We need to talk Calliope. There are things I want to say to you and ask you" Arizona said with her puppy-dog expression knowing Callie couldn't resist it.
"I promise Ari , we'll talk tomorrow but today please go to sleep. You need your rest" Callie pleaded while stroking her hair.
Arizona's heart melted and she smiled playfully "Only if I get a kiss goodnight?"
Callie looked up at her girlfriend putting on the sexy smile that she knew would make her weak at the knees.
"So...am I going to get that kiss anytime soon?" Arizona asked, playfully.
Callie leaned in and smiled slyly, carefully hovering herself over her as to not hurt her, and gave her a short, yet passionate kiss.
Callie was simply overjoyed that Arizona was back and as she fell asleep next to Arizona that night , for the first time in a week she slept with a smile on her face.