The next few weeks were just like the last month, except after work Arizona headed home instead of staying at the hospital. She didn't talk to anyone, unless she had to, and her only priority was work. Gossip travelled fast, and soon enough the whole hospital knew what had happened. Nurses stopped talking as Arizona passed them, it was blatantly obvious they were talking about her, but she didn't care.

Mark and Teddy had tried talking to her about Callie, but she ignored them. Pretty soon they got the message and eventually they just stopped asking. Arizona had never felt so alone.

Callie was slowly starting to remember doctors at the hospital, first Derek after she overheard someone call him 'Mcdreamy.' Then Mark after she saw him flirt with a nurse. Her memory was slowly coming back to her, however she was still confused as to why everyone seemed to go quiet whenever she mentioned George.

"Mark," Callie called after him before he left her room. "Why do you keep ignoring me?"

"What?"

"I asked you if you could go and get George for me, and you make up an excuse that you're being paged and leave, I'm asking why?"

Mark shut the door, and slowly sat down by Callie's bed again. He really didn't want to be the one to tell her, but it looked like he'd have to. "Callie..." He began, "I don't know how to tell you this but..."

There was a long pause before Callie impatiently said "What? You're trying to dodge the question again, I can see you thinking up an excuse... Just tell me."

Mark cleared his throat, and continued. "O'Malley ran away to join the army but on the way he saved a woman from being hit by a bus but in the process he got hit by the bus." He spat the words at her as fast as he could, hoping that she wouldn't understand him, and he could leave, but to his surprise she did understand.

"Wh-What?" Callie stuttered, "You're joking right?"

Mark sighed and climbed into bed next to Callie, scooping her up in his arms and pulling her closer. "Callie I'm so sorry, George died nearly a year ago." Callie started sobbing and buried her face in Mark's shirt, Mark wrapped his arms around her tighter.

"G-George is dead?" Her words were muffled, but Mark managed to make them out.

"I'm sorry, but he died saving someone's life Callie, he gave his life to save a complete stranger from getting hit by a bus. If you ask me he was one awesome guy."

Callie stopped sobbing and lifted her head up, "But how do you know it was George? If he was hit by a bus, his... His face would be unrecognisable, how do you know? He might still be alive. He has a birthmark on his hand, it's in the shape of texas, did you check? Did you check to see if it was him?"

"Callie," Mark said softly. "It was George."

Arizona stood at the nurses station on the Ped's wing, she was filling out a chart for Derek. 'A brian tumour on a 15 year old kid, the world's not fair,' she thought to herself. Just as she finished, Derek came up behind her.

"What have you got for me?" He asked.

"Alicia Watkins, 15, brain tumour." Arizona replied wearily, handing Derek Alicia's scans.

Derek examined them before saying "You know Callie is being discharged today,"

"What has that got to do with anything?" Arizona replied defensively.

"You're her girlfriend Dr. Robbins, I just thought you'd might like to know."

"Ex- girlfriend" Arizona replied, snatching the scans back from Derek and walking off down to the patient's room.

Derek followed suit. "You two never broke up, so you are in fact still her girlfriend."

"We did break up, she wanted kids, I didn't, we broke up, end of conversation."

But Derek wouldn't let it rest. "Arizona, you sat by her bed everyday for over a month while she was in that coma. Even her father didn't visit her that much. If you ask me, you're still her girlfriend."

"Well luckily no one asked you Dr. Shepherd." Arizona said sarcastically as she entered Alicia's room. "Good morning Alicia, how are you feeling today?" She asked in a fake happy voice.

"I'm ok," Alicia said slowly, "Pains not too bad."

Arizona went over to her bed and checked her stats. Derek stood at the other side of the bed, opposite Arizona and whispered, "Don't deny it, you still care about her."

"Cared, past tense," Arizona shot back, not even looking up from what she was doing. "But you seem to care a lot all of a sudden."

Derek lent over to examine Alicia's head. "I've always cared Dr. Robbins, I care about my people." Arizona opened her mouth to speak, but Derek interjected, "Everything seems good Alicia, now Dr. Robbins and I are going to talk outside for a sec, before deciding what our best option would be." Alicia smiled as Derek grabbed Arizona's arm and dragged her outside.

"What is your problem?" Arizona yelled.

"You," Derek replied calmly, "You are my problem Dr. Robbins, your girlfriend-" Arizona opened her mouth to speak again, but Derek raised his hand to shush her. "Your GIRLFRIEND, is laying in a hospital bed downstairs, she has just found out that George is dead, she is scared and alone, and you are selfish enough to stand here and act like you don't care. What is my problem? I think you should be asking what is your problem!" Derek raised his voice, getting slightly more angry the more he spoke. "Usually I would have just ignored it, and let you be miserable on your own, but I feel it's affecting your work, and as the Chief of Surgery, I have to tell you to go and see your girlfriend. Sort yourself out Dr. Robbins, sort yourself out before you attempt to save anyone else."

Arizona stood shocked as Derek stormed off down the hallway, leaving her there to process what had just happened.

After her shift had finished Arizona found herself outside Callie's room, she had mentally promised herself that she wouldn't go and see Callie, but her legs seemed to carry her here without permission. She didn't want to see Callie, looking at her was like a knife to her heart, what she wanted was right in front of her, but she couldn't have it. Callie would never remember her, and the sooner she acknowledged that fact and moved on the better.

Arizona heard voices from inside the room, she backed away from the door slightly just as it opened to reveal Callie's father, he recognised Arizona, but just walked past and mouthed the word 'Sorry,' but Arizona knew he wasn't sorry, he was just glad Callie was back to dating men again. She scowled at him as he walked away, then turned back around and bumped into Callie. Callie's bag dropped to the floor spilling it's contents in the process.

"I'm so sorry." Arizona apologised as she bent over to pick up Callie's things.

"No, it's fine, it was me not watching where I was going," Callie laughed, also bending over to help Arizona pick up her things.

"No no, really I was stood in the way, it was my fault," Arizona apologised again, she stood up and looked straight into Callie's eyes to find that Callie had done the same. At that moment time seemed to stand still. They were stood pretty close to each other, and Arizona was fighting the urge to lean in and kiss Callie so passionately that it would have put Romeo and Juliet to shame. 'Just one kiss.' She thought to herself. She could feel herself lean in ever so slightly, her heart raced. 'Just one little kiss.'

"Are you ready to go?" Callie's father called back to Callie, ruining the moment.

"Yeah, I'm coming." Callie said, tearing her eyes away from Arizona and walking off, once again leaving Arizona stood in the hallway alone.