Title: Aftermath

Author: Danielle

Summary: post 7:18, post accident

Disclaimer: only the story is mine the characters belong to Shonda and ABC.

Callie's POV

It's been a week since I've been home and 13 weeks since the accident. It has been an adjustment dealing with all the normal post surgery pains and aches and adding onto that having a three month old. I thought having the lack of sleep of being a doctor was rough. Waking up every two hours to feed Sofia is exhausting. I began pumping my breasts after the accident and have been breastfeeding her for a month since she's been able to and since I'd gotten off the meds from the surgeries. It took a while to get her to latch on correctly but she did and it's been amazing bonding with her. The only bad thing about breastfeeding is even though Arizona is able to feed Sofia my pumped milk in a bottle I still have to get up to pump a fresh bottle while she's feeding the baby. But I don't regret it at all. Knowing that I am providing life to our baby, there is nothing else like it.

I was told yesterday by Arizona that our wedding would be in a week. Surprise! Boy was I ever surprised. No dress, no venue, no one to perform the ceremony, who's invited, among the rest of the planning's of a wedding. Come to find out Arizona has been planning our perfect day for two months. She found a dress for herself and had a fitting during one of the few times that she wasn't with me at the hospital and is going to pick it up tomorrow. My dress is another thing, I don't have one. Yet another thing Arizona took care of, she set up an appointment tomorrow for me at the same wedding boutique that she went to.

I asked my love where we were having the wedding and she got the Seattle Botanical Gardens. It's gorgeous this time of year, I am quite impressed with her decision about the place to have our wedding. Apparently there's a covered area that we'll be having our reception. She took care of the dj, the catering, the flowers, everything. She even found a minister that would perform the ceremony. She knew that it was important to me and my mother that I would be married by a minister especially after the whole eloping to Vegas and getting married by Elvis for my first marriage, so Father Brooks will be there at the front of the aisle waiting to marry my love and I.

She even made sure our parents are on their way. In four days our parents would be in Seattle. To say that I am nervous would be an understatement. I've only talked to Arizona's parents on the phone and only for short times. And my parents, to think that they've agreed to come to their daughter's lesbian wedding. I know that my parents have accepted my relationship with Arizona but accepting it and taking part in the lesbian wedding of your youngest daughter is a totally different thing. Unfortunately even though our parents have know for a few weeks, before me might I add, and are coming my older sister Aria has a non refundable trip planned to Paris, France and Portofino, Italy with her husband. Although I doubt that Aria would actually come even if she had the availability to. She was the one who has only called me after the accident since the trip that my dad made out to Seattle and disowned me. It was like she was glad that I was alive but wasn't fully invested in my life and what was going on. She was totally dismissive of my engagement, and news about Sofia.

So next up, dress shopping, I have a picture in my mind of what I'd like the dress to be like but I don't know if I can get it in a week. I want it to be satin, have lace sleeves and have a slight train. In a perfect world I would be able to have a veil that looks like the one my mother wore but again I am getting married in a week.

I am getting married in a week to the love of my life, to my soul mate. A week, I can't believe that Arizona has seemingly pulled of planning a wedding single-handedly. She amazing, really and truly amazing, or awesome as she would say. A week I will be married, wow.

Arizona's POV

Tomorrow is the wedding. I've surprised even my awesome self. I've actually pulled this off. Calliope picked up her dress up yesterday and is currently hiding it in Sofia's closet. Mine is across the hall at Mark's where it has been since I got it from the boutique.

Two days ago our parents arrived from Miami, hers and Washington DC, mine. It's been a little interesting to say the least, my parents are fully accepting of Calliope and I and so is Carlos but I can't get a reading from Calliope's mother. She's not saying anything about the wedding really, just being polite and quiet.

Yesterday was a disaster; Mark invited himself to a family dinner. The Colonel did not appreciate that, really didn't appreciate it at all. It was supposed to be Calliope, her parents, me and my parents and Sofia. Our family, but there he was at the end of the table and then he decided to toast us, "the mother's of his child" making note of the fact that Sofia is his child. Then there was this afternoon, it was my lunch break, I had an hour before I had to be back at the hospital and we were having a wedding rehearsal. Mark walks in and goes and stands next to my mother. I swear that if looks could kill Mark would be six feet under from the look that my father gave him. Carlos thankfully saved the day and told Mark to go stand by him. But then Mark made a comment about one of his fathers' in law liking him. Fathers' in law? My father looked like he was going to kill Mark, hell I almost killed him too. Being a part of our life because of Sofia is one thing but insinuating himself into our marriage is something that I am not going to stand for.

Then I walked up the 'aisle' with my father and Calliope walked up with Carlos and when she went to hand the bouquet i.e. Sofia to her mother Lucia would take the baby and made up an excuse of having to use the powder room. I could tell by the look on Calliope's face that she was upset by her mother not wanting to hold the baby. She hadn't yet held the baby I the three days that they have been in town. Who wouldn't want to hold our little miracle baby, she's perfect.

I came home after checking on my African kids and a panicked call from Calliope. So I ran out of the hospital and I got home to her crying and Carlos sitting on the opposite couch and unfortunately it became evident why Lucia wasn't willing to hold Sofia. She wasn't accepting of our wedding, of our life, our love and our baby. Calliope was devastated and told her father to go, I was surprised by this but Calliope didn't want her dad to choose between her and her mother. My heart is breaking for her.

The original plan was for me to stay at the Archfield with my parents the night before the wedding but now there is nothing that can take me away from my love. Calliope is heartbroken that her sister and now her parents are not going to be there on our special day. I can tell that Calliope is truly devastated but we'll have our day but it won't be the same without her family there.