After Arizona had left her apartment Callie flopped down onto the sofa, she was still smiling. 'What the hell was all that about?' She thought, running her finger across her lower lip. She could still feel Arizona, and a huge part of her wanted more. The only problem was she didn't know Arizona, as far as Callie was concerned they had only just met. Callie wasn't a believer in love at first sight or any of that other fairytale nonsence, but that last kiss made even her doubt her beliefs.

"What am I doing?" Callie muttered to herself, sitting forward on the sofa and covering her face with her hands. "I don't date girls," Callie knew her father would kill her if he ever found out. She had only just found out that her husband was dead, and she was already messing around with girls. Reality sunk in, and Callie knew this couldn't happen.

She got up off the sofa and moved towards the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee. She stood leaning against the kitchen worktop thinking about what to do next. On one side there was Arizona, a girl Callie wanted to know more about, a girl Callie wanted to see, a girl Callie wanted to kiss, and then on the other side there was reality, there was her father, there was George. She had to make a decision.

At that moment Mark walked in and interrupted her important decision making. "Hi," He said warmly as he strolled in.

"Mark, would it kill you to knock before you walk in? What would you have done if I was walking around naked?" Callie said pouring herself some coffee.

"Wouldn't really make a difference," Mark said nonchalantly as he sat down on the sofa.

Callie sighed. Same old Mark. She grabbed her cup and went over to sit down next to him. "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course," Mark said, a little overexcited.

"Would you ever kiss a guy?" Callie asked, getting straight to the point.

"Why? What have you heard?" Mark said defensively.

Callie laughed as Mark became really uncomfortable. "No, nothing, I was just asking hypothetically."

"Oh ok, well then no, I wouldn't. I'm a man." Mark said sticking out his chest slightly and lowering his voice, trying to defend his manliness. "What's this got to do with anything anyway?"

Callie looked away as she drank from her coffee, "Oh nothing..."

Callie had decided to go back to work at the hospital a few days earlier than she was supposed to. Her excuse was it was boring at home, and being around people helped her memory. Truth was, there was just one particular person she wanted to see.

Thankfully the perfect opportunity arose. A car crash had thrown a little boy through the windscreen because he wasn't wearing his seatbelt. He was alive, but had multiple broken bones and internal injuries.

Callie was paged to the trauma room shortly after he arrived. Inside she was greeted by Owen and Arizona, whom were both bent over the little boy trying to save his life. "I was paged?" Callie said as she looked down at the poor boy laying lifelessly on the table.

"Dr. Torres, this is Adam Monroe, a 10 year old with multiple breaks and fractures in all of his limbs due to a car collision, I also suspect multiple broken ribs, and maybe even spinal damage." Owen said frantically as he injected the boy with medication.

"Ok then, lets have a look," Callie pulled on a pair of gloves and rushed over to examine the boys legs and arms. "It's a wonder this kid is still alive. He needs to go to the OR, his bones are completely shot, Dr. Grey book an OR," she said gesturing towards Lexie Grey, who was stood in the corner.

"I need to repair his internal injuries, this boy is a mess." Arizona said shaking her head. "Just think if he was wearing a seatbelt his injuries wouldn't be half as bad." She hated seeing children hurt this badly, she didn't know what his chances of surviving were, and she hated having to give bad news to parents.

Callie and Arizona rushed Adam to the OR. 3 hours later Callie had finished repairing his bones when Mark appeared at the door. "Torres, are you nearly finished here? I have a patient I need you to come look at."

"Dr. Robbins, think you can finish up here?" Callie said looking across at the blonde.

Arizona nodded, clearly concentrating on her work. Callie decided not to disturb her, and left the OR after Mark.

Shortly after Callie left however Adam crashed. "He's crashing!" A nurse called out.

"I can see that!" Arizona yelled back at the nurse, frantically trying to save the poor boy that lay in front of her. "Stay with me Adam," She whispered. "Stay with me."

30 minutes later the inevitable happened. "Time of death, 4.15pm." Arizona said before marching out of the OR.

She charged up to the locker room and threw her scrub cap in her locker when she heard a familiar voice from behind her.

"Hey."

She spun around to see Callie changing her scrub top, she smiled at her and threw her a questioning glance.

"Oh some old guy threw up all over me," She replied pulling a disgusted look.

"Nice," Arizona said turning back to fumble around in her locker.

"Erm... Arizona? Can we talk?"

Arizona turned back around slowly to face Callie again, she looked her straight in the eyes and Callie continued.

"That kiss, the other night." Arizona smiled as she remembered. "Well, I don't know what happened. That is so unlike me, and I don't know what I was doing." Arizona's face dropped as she realised what was coming next. Callie registered Arizona's response and spoke a little softer trying not to upset her. "I'm sorry, I don't know how much you like me or anything, or where you're expecting this to go, but I don't date girls."

Arizona nodded before grabbing her things and stormed out of the locker room and down towards the elevators. 'Shit' Callie thought as she chased after her. "Arizona wait!" She called out.

Arizona dissappeared into an elevator, but Callie didn't reach the doors fast enough and they shut in her face. Panicking she ran back down the hallway towards the stairs, she ran as fast as she could down the stairs in an attempt to catch Arizona. As she reached the bottom she could see Arizona heading out of the hospital. It was dark. Rain came cascading down as she ran outside.

"Arizona wait!" Callie yelled out.

Arizona stopped and turned to face Callie. "I can't do this anymore Callie!" She yelled back, water dripping from her hair.

"Can't we talk?" Callie tried to negotiate.

"What is there to talk about? You don't know me! You forgot about me!"

"You say that as though its my fault! I'm sorry Arizona, I really am, but I can't help it."

"It doesn't matter," Arizona said as she started walking away again.

Callie ran after her and stopped in front of her, blocking her path. "It does matter."

"Callie move," Arizona said calmly.

Callie shook her head and stood firmly. "No."

"Callie MOVE!" Arizona's voice echoed around the parking lot. Warm tears welled up in her eyes and mixed with the cold rain that fell down on her face.

Callie shook her head again, and moved closer to Arizona. "No."

"Callie, God damn it. Just let me leave! I can't do this anymore!"

"Do what?" Callie questioned.

"Us!" Arizona shot back.

Callie's eyes widened, "What do you mean?"

"I love you Calliope! I've loved you since the moment I first laid eyes on you. You're flawless, and not a day goes by that I don't think about you!" Arizona sobbed. "You do date girls, you dated me! You loved me! Don't you remember?" Arizona lowered her voice. "The kiss in the bathroom at Joe's? The countless times we've eaten pizza in bed together? The time you threw me a surprise party for my birthday? How about when I first told you I loved you? Does all that mean nothing to you? Do you remember anything about me? My favourite drink? What I like to do on a sunday morning? Anything?"

Callie said nothing and looked at the floor.

"When you got shot, I didn't stop crying for weeks. I sat by your bed everyday, hoping, wishing that you would wake up. All I wanted was 5 more minutes with you, just so that I could tell you I loved you, and that you meant the world to me. I'd of gone to hell and back just for those 5 minutes."

Callie looked up at Arizona again, tears were flowing from her eyes.

"When you woke up and didn't remember me, that was it. My world ended..."

There was a brief pause, the silence was interrupted as the sky blew up and a thin root like streak of light danced across it's canvas. "I'm sorry," Was all Callie managed to say.

"Forget it," Arizona said coolly as she walked away.

Callie stood in the rain watching Arizona walk away. "Think Callie think!" She muttered to herself. "Just remember something, anything!"

It was midnight, Arizona was sat on the sofa drinking wine. She was still wound up about her confrontation with Callie, but felt a little relieved to have finally said what she had wanted to for a long time now. She was upset that Callie still didn't remember her, even after she had poured her heart out, but had promised herself she wasn't going to cry anymore tears over her. She was going to move on. Just then Arizona's thoughts were interrupted by a knock at her door.

She got up to answer it and was faced with an out of breath Callie standing in her doorway.

"Wh-White wine." Callie said, trying to get her breath back. "You- Your favourite d-drink is white wine."

Arizona stood in the doorway stunned. Callie smiled at her and continued. "And on a sunday morning, if you're not working, then you like to stay in bed til lunchtime, you hate being woken up before at least 12pm, unless it's by me bringing you breakfast in bed."

"You ran all the way here to tell me that?" Arizona said, crying again.

"No, I ran all the way here for this." Callie said, pulling Arizona into a passionate kiss, their lips collided and Arizona's heart raced. When they'd pulled apart, Arizona was overwhelmed.

"Callie," She whispered, still unable to grasp the fact that this was happening.

Callie wrapped her arms around her and kissed her forehead. "I'm so sorry for everything baby. I promise I'll never leave you again."

Arizona smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too." Callie replied, pulling Arizona back into another loving kiss.

THE END!