Title: Aftermath

Author: Danielle

Summary: post 7:18, post accident

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

Part two… rating change to M. A little embarrassed to write the M scene but I think it was the appropriate next step in the story.

Arizona's POV

Tomorrow Calliope starts back at work. It's been four months since the accident that changed our lives in more ways than one. Sofia is growing by leaps and bounds; she has favorite toys that if she doesn't have near her she will let you know her displeasure.

Then last week she started laughing. It was so beautiful; I was carrying the laundry to the laundry room down the hall and thought the door that I had left open would still be open. I was wrong, causing me to walk straight into the door and landing me right on my ass with the laundry strewn all around me; then there it was quiet at first but then a full belly laugh come from my beautiful daughter. Calliope ran out of our bathroom to find me sitting there in front of the door and Sofia sitting in her bouncy chair laughing. Calliope was looking shocked between the two of us and after a minute walked over to Sofia, picking her up kissing all over her face causing the baby to laugh harder.

"Are you okay babe?" Finally she came over and checked on me.

"I'm fine, ego's a little bruised but I'm fine."

"What happened?"

"Well the short of it is that I walked into the door with the laundry and landed on my ass to which your daughter started laughing."

"My daughter huh?"

"Yeah, your daughter because my angel of a daughter would never laugh at her Mama." That statement caused Calliope and me to laugh which caused Sofia to start to laugh once again. It was the most beautiful sound that I had ever heard.

Then two days ago, Friday, Mark came and got our little princess to have her for two days. It would be the longest that Calliope and I would have been away from her. Granted she'd be right across the hall but she'd be right across the hall without her mothers. We sent Sofia over with her diaper bag, extra clothes and enough pumped breast milk for two days.

I was sitting on the couch reading 'The Journal of American Pediatrics' when Calliope came and sat next to me. I continued reading the article on juvenile neuroblastomas then I looked up at Calliope looking expectantly at me. I looked at her closer and notice she had on the lingerie that she wore on my birthday, the night we first said "I love you" to each other and I felt my face getting warmer and I'm sure it turned a bright shade of pink.

"Uh, what are you doing?"

"What do you think I am doing?"

"Calliope you know that we shouldn't."

"Arizona it's been four months since the accident and longer than that since we have had sex. And I want to be with my wife."

"But you are still healing."

"Babe, as I said it's been four months since the accident and eleven weeks since my last surgery I talked to Bailey and Teddy at my appointment Wednesday and they said I was approved for 'strenuous activity'."

"Oh, well I uh,"

"Arizona, let's go to the bedroom."

"Uh, well okay."

I stood up taking her hand and leading her into our bedroom. Once we had reached the threshold of our room Calliope stopped me and spun me around so I was facing her and kissed me with so much passion that it knocked the wind out of me. As she was kissing me she reached down to the hem of my shirt gently lifting it and guiding it up and over my head. She walked me backwards into the room and my knees hit the bed causing me to fall back onto the bed. As soon as I fell she reached down unzipping my jeans and pulling them down leaving me in my bra and panties. She leaned over me kissing me hard and long, I wiggled under her and moved up to the pillows laying there looking expectantly at her. She moved up me like a wild animal and its prey, her eyed burning with desire. I hadn't seen such desire since before Africa.

She was there above me on all fours and I reached up playing with the bow on her cleavage. She got up to her knees pulling down her tiny panties and then reached up pulling mine down and off of me also. I then work at getting the rest of the lingerie off of her. So then it was me left in my bra, she reached behind me and unclasped it. Then there we were, naked with each other for the first time since she was showing in her pregnancy. Far too long in my opinion.

I gazed up at her body, it was perfect. She was truly the most beautiful woman that I had ever laid my eyes on. I reached up and stroked her left breast gently with a hardly there caress. I made my way towards her nipple and she moaned, "Zona, baby." It was music to my ears, I grabbed her around the waist flipping us so that I was on top and straddled her waist our centers close to each other. I could feel the heat radiating from her. I looked down at her beautiful face and her eyes slowly opened to meet my gaze, "I love you" and I responded the only way I could, "I love you too" and I smiled down my dimpled 'super magic smile' as she calls it.

I leaned down kissing her, guiding my tongue into her arm wet mouth and trailing my right hand down her body stopping at her breast massaging it. I pinched and pulled at her nipple but not too hard because she was breastfeeding and I didn't want to cause any pain. My left hand moved to her face gentle stroking her eye brow and cheek, she closed her eyes and smiled that cute little smile that she has when she has no words.

I continued stoking her face with my left hand and guided my right hand further down her body. I reached her core and moaned, "God, you're so wet." And she was, she was dripping.

"It's all for you baby, all for you" she whispered.

I gently entered her with one finger stroking her slowly and gently almost afraid of breaking her.

"More." That was all the encouragement that I needed, I entered her with a second finger and began to make love to her with my hand, my thumb meeting her clit with every inward stroke.

She began moaning louder and then all of a sudden I felt two fingers plunge into me. It felt so good; I hadn't felt anything this good since I can't even remember. It felt like having our first time again.

We found a rhythm and then we were moving together shaking the bed and filling the air with "Oh God", "Baby harder", "More Zona more", "Cal I love you".

I could feel my orgasm coming slowly as we pumped harder and faster. I was afraid of hurting her but in that moment nothing could stop us.

I felt my orgasm coming faster and I could feel her tightening around my fingers and I knew hers was coming soon too.

Then she arched off the bed yelling "Zona!" Her orgasm clamping down on my fingers so I couldn't move them and after a few more pumps of her hand in my core I came harder than I had ever come before. It was a cliché, I saw lights, stars or whatever you want to call them and then everything went black.

The next thing I knew a cell phone was ringing and I moved realizing my hand was still in Calliope and hers was still in me. I gently removed my fingers from her and took hers out of me looking down at her peacefully sleeping naked form.

I found the cell phone on the kitchen island, it was Callie's. Mark was calling.

"Hey Mark."

"Cal?" I could barely hear him over the screaming.

"No it's Arizona, what's wrong with her?"

"I don't know, she woke up an hour and a half ago, I fed her, she fell asleep and then she woke up an hour ago just started screaming and I can't get her to stop."

"I'll be right over."

I was walking towards the door when I realized that I was naked, very naked. I went into our bedroom grabbing the closest t shirt and grabbed a pair of Calliope's lounge pants that were right there. I went across the hall to Mark's knocking gently and then just walking in. He was shirtless in boxers (too much Mark in my eyesight but I was there for Sofia) walking Sofia back and forth and she was screaming. I went over put my hand on his shoulder; he turned to me with a slightly relieved look on his face. I took Sofia in my arms and she screamed another few minutes then it turned into crying which turned into whimpering and then she stopped. She looked up into my eyes with tears running down her chubby little cheeks. I stood there swaying her in my arms until she was sleeping again. I put her back in her crib and she lay there quietly, I made it to the door and the screaming happened again so I went back picked her up again and rocked her back and forth again. I calmed her down, put her back in the crib and then the screaming started again. We tried this a few times with the same results when I looked at Mark and motioned to him that I was taking Sofia back home with me.

I made it back home with a whimpering baby and tried to put her down in her crib and she didn't scream but she did start crying. I picked her up and figured screw it, we weren't supposed to sleep with the baby in our bed but whatever and so I brought her into our bedroom. Calliope was in a different position than when I left but was still peacefully sleeping. I moved the covers, got under them, tried putting Sofia down next to me but she grabbed onto my hair so I settled her on top of me. She sighed and whimpered a little bit but snuggled into me.

After a few minutes I could tell that she was soundly sleeping. That was when I looked at the clock. It was 5:30 am.

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