Title: Good Man In A Storm
Author: Gina
Pairing: Callie/ Arizona, Callie/George
Rating: NC17 (later chapters).
Summary: AU Calzona. George breaks Callie's heart and leaves her alone and broken. Can Arizona restore her faith in love and be her good man in a storm. Set somewhere around season 4.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this fiction, nor do I have any rights in regards to them. All characters belong to ABC and Shonda Rhimes.

A/N : Comments always appreciated.

Callie's POV

The next two days were a nightmare of arguments and recriminations between us. George was leaving today for a camping trip with his fellow residents…..the paranoid part of me was terrified he wanted to get away from me and instead spend time with Izzie Stevens. As he was picking up his bags to leave for his trip I collapsed into hysterical sobs and agreed to do what he wanted. I didn't want to lose him even if it meant giving up our baby. I was a wreck so much so that I had called in sick at work the past two days. I promised him I would visit the doctor while he was gone, and that day all I did was lie in bed and cry until I went to see the doctor in the afternoon.

I had lain in bed all that afternoon with a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach which had grown to terror by the time I had dressed, and I just wanted to run away from it all as I hurried out of the hotel room. I wanted to run away from what was happening to me, from what I had to do, the unfairness of what George was asking me to do…..

"Callie O Malley" the nurse called as I stood up looking very nervous. I had gone to another hospital as I didn't want anyone at Seattle Grace recognizing me. I had worn black slacks and a black turtleneck shirt along with my signature black jacket…..the somber attire completely matching my mood.

I was led into a small room and told to get undressed from the waist down and put on a gown. I sat on the exam table in my black shirt with the blue paper gown covering the rest of me. I kept reminding myself that I was doing this because I loved George to prevent myself from going crazy with recrimination and self doubt.

The doctor came in finally and he smiled at me as he glanced at my chart. "What can I do for you today, Callie?" he was a pleasant older man about the age of my own father.

"I…." I couldn't bring myself to say the words as he watched me. "I came here ….for an abortion." I whispered so softly that he could barely hear me.

"I see." He nodded gravely. He felt as if something was amiss in this situation….she was 32 years old, married and in good health…..it wasn't making any sense to him. "Any special reason?" he asked with a kind smile.

I nodded painfully. Everything about me must have told him how much I didn't want to be there. The way I was curled up on the table as if to protect my body from what was going to happen, the way I could barely get a word out and how I shrank away everytime he asked me a question.

"My husband doesn't feel it is the right time for us to have children." I finally squeaked out.

The doctor nodded giving me an understanding smile. "Is there any reason he feels that way Callie? Is he out of work or is there a health problem?" I could see he was trying hard to understand.

"No….he just….he just doesn't feel this is the right time."I said again.

"Callie, you have a good job and I assume your husband is fairly stable too. Do you think he might change his mind in time?"

I stared at him numbly as I wasn't sure of the answer to that question.

"I am not going to perform the abortion today Callie." He told me patting my shoulder. "I want you to discuss this with your husband once more. If you still want to terminate the pregnancy after that you can come back, does that sound reasonable to you?" he asked kindly.

I nodded feeling both anxious and relieved at the same time. I felt as if this emotional trauma was going to kill me. That night I had a nightmare about George leaving me for Izzie because I didn't do what he wanted…..the next morning I had made my decision…..I didn't want to lose George.

I arrived at the hospital at nine in the morning and the nurse led me into a larger room this time. I changed my clothes and lay down on the bed….I saw the ominous machine standing by and from my medical experience I knew it was the vacuum. I felt my throat go dry and my lips felt stuck together like parched tissue paper.

"Callie?" the doctor popped his head around the door and looked at me with a gentle smile. "Are you ready?"

I nodded but no words came to mind as I stared at him in ill-concealed terror.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

I nodded again as tears sprang to my eyes.

"You don't have to do this. You shouldn't have to if you don't want to. Your husband will adjust. A lot of men make a fuss at first but then they are the ones who are the most excited by the time the baby comes. I want you to really think about this before you do it."

"I can't." I croaked. "I just can't" I was sobbing openly as I sat up. "I can't do it."

"Neither can I" he said gently. "Go home Callie " he smiled.

As I walked out of the hospital I took a deep breath and smiled to myself. I knew I still had to deal with George when he got back tomorrow but atleast now I knew what I was doing. I felt more relaxed than I had in days and the crushing feeling of depression had lifted.

Next day when I got back to the room after my shift at the hospital George was already back and was starting to unpack.

He stood up as soon as he saw me. "How are you feeling? Did everything go fine at the doctor's?"

I decided to tell him right away and not lead him on "I didn't do it."

"What? Why not? Was there something wrong with you." He sounded annoyed.

"Yes there was something wrong with me." I shouted as my long suppressed anger bubbled to the surface. "I have given up so many pieces of myself to be a good wife to you, I have put up with your nosy and intruding friends, listened to their insults and became the butt of their jokes for your sake but the baby is a part of me I won't let you take away."

"I am sorry you feel that way Callie but I have made sacrifices too." He said coldly.

My heart bled at the thought that he considered staying with me and not being with Izzie a sacrifice but I knew I had to stay strong and gently bring George around to the idea of our baby.

When I looked up I saw he was packing his bags again.

"What are you doing?" I asked panicking.

"I am moving to Meredith's for a while." "I told you I didn't want a child right now."

I was shocked that he was so blatantly emotionally blackmailing me into getting rid of the baby.

"Why are you scared that a child will cut into the time you spend with Izzie?" I asked feeling frustrated.

"That's a low blow. Keep Izzie out of it. You always told me I give too much importance to Izzie but you are the one who keeps bringing her up. You have time to decide about what you want to do and when you have decided let me know." he spat.

"Please don't do this….I'll be good …..I promise…..I won't even let it cry….don't make me give it up and don't leave me…..I need you…" I clung to him like a small child.

"Calm down Callie. You have a choice in this. It's all upto you."

"No it's not. You are asking me to do the one thing I can't do." I whimpered.

He turned around then and without another word picked up his bag and left shutting the door with a finality that was terrifying.

I could do nothing but stare at the spot he had been. It was hard to believe he had actually done this to me….he had left me.

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