Insert A/N about how sorry I am that I haven't posted in forever. I hate reading them so I refuse to write one. Second to last Chapter. Hopefully I'll get to that soon... no promises :P

Ch 6 Surprise

43 days came and went. Supermoms Arizona and Callie Robbins-Torres had planned what they hoped to be the 'best surprise party ever.' They prayed that Arden would believe that Mami and Mama had to work and that a trip to the zoo with Aunt Teddy would distract her. Suffice to say, it was not easy convincing a four year old that there wasn't going to be a party…

"Mama! Ma Ma! Maaaa Maaaa!" Arden yelled running up the steps.

Arizona, frantically ran to meet her screaming daughter, "Baby, what's wrong?"

"Mama, Mami needs crackers. She's downstairs and her has a tummy ache again and I can't reach the crackers." Arden explained.

"She has, baby, not her has." Arizona corrected.

"She has, okay Mama. Please help me get Mami some crackers."

"Okay baby, but don't scream like that in the house."

"Sorry, ma'am."

"Thank you."

After taking Arden downstairs and riffling through the pantry for crackers -which were probably stale because they only kept them around for when Arden had a stomach bug-Arizona sent Arden back to her play room to clean up before Teddy got there to take her to the zoo, and went in search of her wife.

Finding her in the downstairs guest bathroom surprised her. They almost never used this room.

"Hey Babe, what are you doing all the way down here?" Arizona asked, somewhat rhetorically, "Arden said you had a tummy ache and I should come bring you crackers."

"Yeah, sorry," Callie replied sheepishly, still propped up against the tub, "I just didn't want to get in your way upstairs. I'm all gross and stuff and I know you deal with enough of this at work that I just-"

"Stop." Arizona interrupted. "That's a lie and we both know it. I'm your wife. I've seen you throw up before, as well as everything else. How long have you been feeling 'gross and stuff,'? Arden said you were sick again; meaning you've been sick before this and didn't tell me…"

"Arizona, its nothing. It might just be a food thing. Maybe I'm becoming lactose intolerant. That can develop at any age…"

"Well do you want to get it checked out? I hate thinking about you staying sick. I know how much you hate throwing up." Arizona basically pleaded with her wife.

"Maybe on Monday, okay? I just I don't want to ruin today for Arden."

"Okay, but Cal, how long have you been getting sick?"

"The last week or so, I guess." Callie stated. "I've been trying to figure out what I've been eating that might be causing the problem, but you and Arden are fine; Mark's fine…"

"And is it at any particular time of day?" Arizona prodded.

"Are you doctoring me right now? Stop it, I don't feel good. I just need you to be my wife and take care of me." Callie begged.

"I am wife-ing you. But I also happen to be a doctor and if I can help make you better than I'm going to try." Arizona said, giving Callie one of her best dimpled smiles. "Now, when have you been getting sick?"

"Mid-afternoon I guess. I almost got sick in the OR yesterday. It was terrible. This is the first time I've gotten sick in the morning."

After a few moments of silence, Callie looked over at her wife, hearing the gears in her head turning.

"Baby, what are you thinking? What could it be? I mean, obviously I'm a doctor too and I haven't come up with anything definitive."

"I need to go to the store."

"What? I know. I thought we were going to go when Teddy got Arden for the last minute stuff for the P-A-R-T-Y."

"No, I need to go. Now." Arizona got up and kissed Callie on the forehead. "I'll be back. I love you."

"I love you too?" Callie replied, "Bye?"

Callie remained on the floor in a daze trying to figure out what had been so urgent, but still too exhausted to get up. Minutes later, the tornado they call their daughter scampered into to keep her company as her Mama had asked her too.

"Are you okay Mami?"

"I'm going to be sweetheart. Mami's gotta go to work later and then tomorrow we're going to have cake because some very special girl had a birthday today, do you think she's excited?"

"Yes! Yes her is! I am, Mami!"

"She is, baby." Callie corrected and Arden groaned. "Excuse me?"

"Sorry ma'am."

"Thank you. Now where do you think your Mama ran off to, huh?"

"I don't know. Maybe the circus?" Arden stated with a smile just like Arizona's, however impossible that was.

"I'm back. I'm back," Arizona replied hastily as she all but ran into the bathroom.

"You're back. And what was so important that you ran out of here like that?"

Arizona looked back and forth between her daughter and her wife, "Arden, I need to talk to Mami. Go make sure all your toys are cleaned up or no cake tomorrow." With a pout Arden returned to her play room to pick up, again.

"Cal, I have a theory. And you're going to think I'm crazy," Arizona started before her wife cut her off.

"Seriously, what Arizona? Just get to it." Callie snapped.

"I think you're pregnant." Arizona rushed out.

"What? You think I'm what? How could you even say that? You were there for the last big fat 'NO'?" As she continued her anger level rose, "We haven't tried again since then and don't even think for a minute that I've been with someone else. How could you think or feel or say any of those things?"

"Wow. Stop. Calm down. First of all, I would kick your ass if you ever slept with anyone else, male or female. Second, maybe that test was a false negative. Callie, we're doctors we see those all the time. We're obviously idiots for not thinking this before. Think about it. You've been getting sick recently; we haven't had sex in over two weeks and-"

"That's not true."

"Yes it is, it's been 15 days. I wrote it on my calendar."

"You did what?"

"Callie, we don't not have sex. We have sex. We have sex a lot. And it's great. And the past two months or so, it's been a lot less frequent; for one reason or another. But it has in fact been 15 days since you let me touch you."

"I still can't believe you wrote it on your calendar. What'd you write, 'my wife finally put out'?" Callie asks, anger still lacing her words.

"No, I wrote 'pound cake'. I pounded your cake, you really pounded mine. It was great pound-caking." Arizona smiled, recalling their on-call room tryst. She looked up at Callie who was smiling for the first time since her hasty return.

"And the last and final reason I'm pretty sure you're pregnant, and you're going to be pissed at me for saying this but remember I love you, and you're gorgeous and I want to have a million of your babies"

"Spit it out Robbins…"

"Hey! That's Robbins-Torres to you!" Arizona said mock-offended. But her smile was greeted by a glare so she continued, "Okay, so, you've been really moody recently; REALLY moody. You snap at me constantly. You snapped at Arden yesterday for basically no reason. You cried while we were watching Army Wives the other night…"

"It was an emotional episode. What if Denise hadn't woken up?"

"No. My hardcore, badass, rock star, goddess-with-a-scalpel wife does not cry during Lifetime series'. That's my job."

"You forgot 'hot'." Callie replied. "Hot, hardcore, badass, rock star, goddess-with-a-scalpel wife."

"You are hot, and all those other things, but now I want you to pee on a stick for me, because I think that I might have knocked you up and I just want to be sure." Arizona smiled back at Callie.

"For the record, I think you're nuts, but you better be right because if not you just called me moody and frigid."

"I am right, I can feel it." Arizona stated, pulling Callie from her position on the floor. "And you're going to look super sexy carrying my baby." Callie captured Arizona tightly in her arms and held her there for a minute.

"I really hope you're right baby, but if you're not I want to start trying again. I can't wait to have your baby."

"I right, I'm always right." Arizona replied, giving Callie a quick peck on the cheek, "Now spread 'em Torres, I need this stick to turn blue."

"That's Robbins-Torres to you!" Callie replied cheekily before taking the test from Arizona.

"I'm just going to go check on Arden. Teddy should be here soon. Don't look at it without me."

"I won't," Callie promised, "I love you."

"I love you too."

Callie rejoined Arizona and Arden in the living room to wait for Teddy. Both women were anxious about that little stick on the sink in the bathroom they never used, but wanted to wait until they were alone to look at it. Positive or negative, they both needed the other. So when Aunt Teddy came, they both gave Arden a goodbye hug and kiss with the promise to be home before she woke up the next day. She had been gone a full minute, sixty long seconds, before Arizona finally broke the silence.

"Let's go see if we made a baby…" They walked hand in hand to the bathroom and with batted breath finally picked up that little white stick.

It was Callie who finally removed that case, hopeful that her wife really was always right; her wife, who was now staring at the floor like it held some sort of mystery.

"Baby," Callie's voice finally drew Arizona's eyes to her own, "We did it. It's positive. We're actually pregnant!"

"We did it! I told you I was right!" Arizona rejoiced. Callie just laughed at her wife. Dropping the stick on the vanity, she once again enveloped her wife in her arms and kissed her harder than she had in a long time. They were going to have a baby. She was going to have her wife's baby. Few things in life had felt like this.

"I want to get a blood test done."

"Okay?"

"Well apparently these things have been wrong before," Callie clarified, "I just want to be sure."

"Okay. And call Addison."

"To tell her the news obviously, but is there some other reason, you look worried."

"I just mean, we didn't know you were pregnant so you haven't been taking care of the baby. You've still been drinking some alcohol; you haven't taken pre-natal vitamins, those sorts of things." Arizona explained.

"You're right." Callie stated, squeezing her wife one more time. "I'm so happy."

"Me too baby. Me too. And I would love to show you just how happy I am. I'd love to worship that amazing body of yours, but we have a surprise party to throw and you have a very important phone call to make Mami."

"Yes, I do Mama, yes I do." Callie smiled, "But can we please have sex later? 15 days? Ugh. That must have been awful for you."

"No, we're not having sex later." Arizona deadpanned. "Later," she continued, "later after all the mayhem is done, and Arden is sound asleep, I am making love to my wife, the mother of my children"

"Sounds perfect."