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Chapter Seventy-One

The final chapter is here! Hope you enjoy!

Arizona's POV

"Baby, I can feel you watching me." Even with my eyes firmly closed shut, I can sense my wife leaning over my back watching me. She does this when she wants me to wake up, but doesn't want to out right ask me to wake up because she doesn't want to disturb my slumber, even though feeling her watch me wakes me up just the same as her asking me. "Go back to sleep." She doesn't answer, but instead I feel her thumb rub small circles on the curve of my hipbone, gently moving up the material of my shirt as well. This is another one of her tricks to try to wake me up without verbally asking. Her warm lips tingle the back of my neck as I feel her place a kiss there. Taking in a few more minutes of her light kisses and caresses, I finally roll over on my back and open my eyes.

"You're up!"

"Hmmm, I wonder why?" Sarcastically smirking, I gently cup her face and bring our lips together for a chaste morning kiss. "Now why did you want me up already?"

"Because it's Christmas!" She exclaims a little to loudly for me right now.

"I know, but judging by the thin stream of sunlight streaming through the windows I'm assuming it's still early."

"It may or may not be close to six in the morning." She sleepily replies.

"Calliope! Why are you waking me up before six in the morning on our vacation? The kids are sleep, I'm sure Tim is too."

"Yeah, but your parents wake up everyday at five thirty so I know they are up." Arriving yesterday afternoon, my family quickly made their selves at home and soaked up everything our Hawaiian home had to offer. Tim and Callie took the kids into the ocean while my parents settled on reading books by the pool. I actually found myself with some free time and I decided to wrap some of the gifts Callie and I got the kids, as well as the ones my parents brought in. How we are going to get all of them home is still something we need to figure out.

"Even so, the house is quiet. So we should go back to sleep and get some more rest. You love sleep." I comment, rubbing her arms up and down. I get a kick out of rubbing my hands over her biceps. While they aren't overly defined physically, they are firm enough for me to get a chill of pleasure touching them.

"I do, but I also really love Christmas and we shouldn't waste a minute of it."

"You're like a little girl again. It's cute. I actually have a gift that I want to give you and I want to do it in private."

"Ooohhh, I like the sound of that. Give me, give me."

"Slow your roll, Calliope. It's nothing like that, but it is sentimental." Lifting myself out the bed I walk over to my bag, but Noah's soft whimpers through the monitor catch my attention.

"Noah is excited for Christmas too."

"I see. I'll go get him." Exiting the bedroom and walking a few feet down the hall, I walk into Noah's room and immediately see his legs and arms kicking with glee. "Merry Christmas, Mr. Noah Caleb." I greet as I lift him out the crib. "It's your very first Christmas. Let's go visit mama. We have an important gift to give her."

"Hello to my favorite boy!" Callie welcomes us as we come back into the room. "Let me get some morning cuddles." With her arms stretched out, I pass Noah over to her and watch them interact. Lifting him in the air, his little feet fly around and small gurgles escape his mouth. "What is mommy feeding you cause you are getting heavier and heavier each day."

"Speaking of which, let me feed him before Sof wakes up and wants to play." Settling back into bed I unbutton my shirt to get ready to nurse him.

"You got the life little man, mommy just takes out a boob and you go to town." She says passing him over. "I used to suck on mommy's nipples, I mean I still do, but not as much as you." She says going on a little self tangent.

"Calliope, stop talking."

"All I'm saying is that anytime he wants he can just have your boob. I'm a little jealous." She playfully suggests.

"Really? You're jealous of your five-month-old son?" I ask incredulously.

"Okay not really jealous, but he gets you whenever he wants."

"Yeah and so do you, for the most part anyway. The only difference is I can tell you 'no."

"I know, I'm just being a little ridiculous." Noah continues to make his suckling noises as we watch him in awe. He really is a good baby, hardly ever cries for no reason. Most times he just wants to be fed, have some company, or wants a fresh diaper. "Have you ever tried your breast milk?" My wife asks randomly.

"No, I don't really have desire to. I read it's not sweet or anything like regular milk. Did you with Sofia?"

"Nope. I made Mark try it though. That was funny." Callie says reminiscing with a smile on her face. "He said it tasted better then he thought, but couldn't understand why Sofia enjoyed it so much."

"It's not like babies have a choice. I guess they just get accustomed to it."

"Valid point."

"Do you want to try mine?"

"Oh gosh no." She says a little too harsh and hastily. "I didn't mean it like that, but there is no way in hell that I'm tasting your breast milk, babe. I love you, but no." Waving her hands for added effect.

"Calliope Torres, are you telling me my milk isn't good enough for you? I'd like to remind you that it's the only source of nutrients for your son at the moment."

"I respect that and I completely understand and adore you for providing him in that way, but there is no way I'm tasting your milk. I barely even like regular milk."

"Out of all the intimate things we do for each other. I mean I have the first letter of your name meticulously groomed on my va—lady area, but you can't taste the milk that I produce and feed your son with. And here I was thinking you loved me." I tease, attempting to make her feel slightly guilty. "You here that Noah? Mama thinks my milk is gross."

"I didn't say 'gross', I just said I wouldn't do it. That's just a special bond between you and Noah, I don't need to interfere with that."

"Mhmm, if you say so Calliope." I give her a sly glare, but she just shrugs. "If you pass me the manila envelope from my bag I'll give your gift."

"An envelope, huh? I wonder what it could be." She says getting off the bed and rummaging through my bag. "Can I open it?"

"Uh huh. Go ahead." I urge her. Still standing, she smiles at me as she opens the package. Taking out the piece of paper, I watch as her eyes go wide at the documentation.

"It's Noah's birth certificate." She notes as she reads over the paper carefully and dutifully.

"Yeah, and your name is officially listed as the second parent."

"But how did you get this?"

"Megan told me that they usually update the birth certificate when an adoption is approved so I just had to wait in the mail for it. I intercepted it before you could see it and brought it with me. I'm just happy it came in time."

"This is honestly my favorite gift ever." She says sitting on the edge of the bed right next to Noah and I. "This really does mean a lot. Thank you, Arizona."

"You're welcome. We never have to worry about someone questioning your place in his life. Although I never think that would happen because he looks a lot like you."

"Yeah, but he has your personality." She says laying a kiss on atop his head. We share another kiss before Noah decides he's done with his feeding and wants some more attention. Callie picks him and starts pacing the room with Noah on his chest trying to produce a burp, "Arizona, come look." She states pointing out the window.

"What is it?"

"It's your parents. They're watching the sunrise on the beach. How adorable." Walking up the window next to Callie, I see my parents standing side by side with my dads arm around my mom watching the waves come in and the sunrise. "Is that gonna be us in forty or fifty years?"

"I surely hope so."

"What are you guys looking at?" Tim asks peeking into the room with Sofia. "Wait, it's safe to come in, right?"

"Yes Tim, you guys can come in. Hi Sofia, Merry Christmas!" Taking my daughter from his arms, I give Sofia numerous kisses all over her face. "What are you doing up so early?"

"Well I was going to go for a run on the beach, and while I was getting ready I heard little Miss over here moving around in her room. What's so fascinating outside?"

"Oh, it's your mom and dad. They're on the beach watching the sunrise, very romantic." Callie says in awe.

"Ehhh, I guess. I'm going for my run. I'll be back later." Once Tim left we lay back down in the bed with Sofia plopped down in the middle with Callie still holding Noah.

"Sof, do you know what today is?"

"Its Santa day, mama!"

"Yeah, but it's also Christmas. A very special holiday. Mommy brought us to Hawaii for Christmas and you're going to see Aunt Aria today and abuelo today."

"Abuelo give me gifts too?"

"I think she's only worried about her presents, Calliope."

"I know, which is kind of sad, but yes. He is going to bring you and Noah some gifts.

"I want a girl NoNo." She says emphatically. Callie and I look at each other slightly confused and completely caught off guard.

"You want a what?" My wife asks for clarification.

"A girl NoNo."

"You mean like a sister?"

"Uh-huh." She says nodding like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"But you have a brother, Noah. You guys get along well and have fun playtime together." I answer. Callie is surprised by the statement, I find it a little comical. We've certainly talked about expanding our family, but never gave it a time frame. Personally I think the sooner the better. Callie said she wants to have our next one and given she's a few years older it would make sense not to wait so long. I also think having the kids closer in age range would be beneficial. We got lucky with Noah and didn't have to try so many times to get me pregnant, I'm sure it won't be so easy the next time.

"I wanna a girl NoNo. Abuelo bring me one?"

"Uh no, sweetie. That's not how it works. She would have to grow in the belly like Noah did with mommy, remember?"

"Ohhhhhhhh."

"Yeah, how about we go get you something to eat. I could definitely use some coffee right now." My wife says quickly changing the conversation.

"Gotta go potty first."

"Potty." Callie echoes, letting out a sigh. "I can handle that. Let's get you to the bathroom, little Miss." She says passing me Noah and lifting Sof off the bed and carrying her to the bathroom.

"What do you think, little man? Another brother or a sister? You think mama and I can handle three of you guys?" Noah stares at me wide-eyed with drool dripping onto his onesie with babbling sounds coming from his mouth. "You guys are a lot of work, ya know? But also really cute and adorable and I love you guys with everything I have. Don't tell mama, but I think I love you and Sof a teeny bit more then her. It's our secret though, bud. Can't go around spilling details of our private conversations. Got it? I'm gonna take that little hand wave as a yes."

"Arizona, honey who are you talking to?" My mother asks stepping inside the room.

"Just a little mother-son conversation. How was the beach this morning?" She raises an eyebrow in question; "Callie and I saw you from the window."

"Oh. Well your father and I woke up early and decided to take in the sunrise. It looked like something on a postcard. You know, your father and I are both retired. We could stay here for a few weeks out the year and keep the house occupied. You don't want all this good real estate to go to waste. It's a shame you guys can't use it more."

"I'll keep that in consideration, mother." My mother thinks she slick, and I know she wouldn't just outright ask to move in here so she has to disguise it as if she's helping us out.

"Your father and I could make it work. It would be no trouble at all. Plus, Tim could watch the house while he's at school. It's basically a win-win for everyone."

"I got it, mom. I'll talk it over with Callie but I'm sure she won't mind. If you guys want to spend a few weeks down here you are more then welcome to use our home."

"Just perfect! Daniel and I will get some dates and let you guys know. Now pass me my grandson. I need his help to make Christmas breakfast, mostly he will just sit there and look cute, but that's something. Where's Miss Sofia?"

"Here! Here! Here!" Sofia yelps in excitement coming back into the room.

"She's ready to help." Callie says, "I was just on my way downstairs to make some coffee."

"Don't worry about that, I can handle it. Come down in a few for a hot cup. After breakfast I was thinking we could open gifts. What time are your father and sister coming over?"

"Probably early eveving for dinner. They landed late last night and found a local church for Christmas mass this morning."

"That's nice. I can't wait to see them. Come on, Miss Sofia! I need your help whipping up some Christmas waffles!" As soon as they leave the room Callie takes a seat on the edge of the bed and falls backward on the sheets letting out a huge sigh.

"Three years ago Christmas consisted of coffee, donuts, and an afternoon shift at the hospital. I'm kind of missing that right now." She admits staring up at the ceiling.

"You mean waking up at six with two kids, in-laws, and a house in Hawaii wasn't in the picture?" I ask humorously.

"I promise you it wasn't. Now we have years ahead of us waking up early and wrapping paper everywhere."

"Yeah, but I recall you waking me up early. I was perfectly fine sleeping."

"I know, but it's Christmas so of course I woke up early. I just didn't imagine so much would happen so early."

"You mean like Sofia asking for a sister?"

"Ha! Exactly. Crazy, right?"

"I mean not totally crazy…" I say sheepishly.

"What do you mean?" She asks sitting up to give me her full attention.

"I mean we did talk more kids."

"Yeah, but we also said we would wait."

"You said we should wait. I was—I am all for it. I know you think I was hormonal and emotional because I was leaving Noah for the first time when I mentioned it, but I wasn't totally in over my head. I think we should start the process. It's going to take longer for us, months…maybe even a couple of years depending on our situation, so starting isn't so crazy."

"I just don't think it's the right time."

"Why not?"

"Um I can list off multiple reasons. We literally just had a kid five months ago, we're still juggling the two kids we have now, and we're both busy with our jobs. I mean it would totally change our whole family dynamic. Going from a family of four to a family of five is a lot to deal with. You just got on me a couple weeks ago for coming home late and missing family dinner and nightly routines, I'm still trying to figure out a good schedule for all of us. Also, we talked about me getting pregnant next and I'm not sure I'm ready right now."

"Meaning what exactly?"

"Meaning I would be the one going on fertility drugs and putting my body through extra stress. We haven't even discussed how my health issues may effect a pregnancy."

"Calliope, you would be the first person with high cholesterol to get pregnant."

"I never said that, I'm just saying there are a lot of factors. I don't think we need to rush into it. I mean if Sofia didn't say anything this morning would you have even said anything?"

"Probably not today, but in a few months yeah."

"I like the way our family is now. I'm just not ready to change it yet."

"Okay, but for the record that job excuse wasn't a real reason. Plenty of women with demanding jobs raise great kids."

"It not an excuse, just something to point out. If I wasn't a surgeon who worked long hours most days I might think differently, but I have to factor in my job."

"This is heavy Christmas morning talk."

"It is, when I'm ready to start the process I promise you will be the first person I tell." She says giving me a kiss.

"I better."

"I think I smell some coffee so let's go downstairs."

"Wait, one last thing. My mom wants to know if she and my dad can stay here for a couple of weeks sometime."

"I don't see why not. We're only down here once or twice a year. Someone should stay here."

"She will love to hear that."

"Coffee time?"

"Yes, now it's coffee time."

After morning breakfast we opened our Christmas gifts. Sofia got mostly clothes and a few toys and the same for Noah. Callie and I once again proved that we are two peas in a pod because we got each other matching necklaces with Noah's initials engraved in a small pendant. My parents surprised Tim with the promise to pay for his schooling, which he starts in just a few weeks. Callie and I got my parents a membership to a local golf and spa resort in Maryland. The rest of the day was spent lounging around by the pool and playing with the kids, and Callie made sure Sofia got to talk with Mark as well. It wasn't until late afternoon that Callie and my mother started to prepare Christmas dinner.

"Okay so I just finished setting the table, Dad and Carlos are smoking cigars on the beach, Aria and Tim are playing with Sofia and Noah, and you two are almost done with preparing dinner, right?"

"Correct you are darling!" Mother says putting the final touches on our Christmas meal.

"So what should I do now?"

"Just stand there and look pretty." Callie smirks, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

"Oh, how useful." I reply sarcastically.

"Relax, Arizona. Dinner will be ready in five minutes or less. Callie and I have been working hard on this meal and we don't need you getting in the way now."

"I'm actually a really good cook, mother. Calliope, tell her. Tell her about the birthday meal I made for you."

"It was actually pretty good, Barbara. She's come a long way since I first met her." My wife says coming to my defense.

"That's good to hear. My grandkids need to eat respectable meals, but if you must be useful go tell everyone that dinner is ready. It will take at least five to ten minutes before we're all situated at the table."

"Fine, but before we leave I'm cooking a meal for everyone just so I can prove to you I'm a good cooker now."

"Oh Arizona, there's no need to do that. Even as hard as you try you'll never be as good as me." My mother states positively. I hear Callie snicker, but I give her a pointed glare that makes her quickly quiet herself. I excuse myself to gather the family up for dinner and within minutes we are all seated together with the table covered in delicious food.

"I'd like to make a toast." Carlos states, backing out his chair and standing up.

"Dad, really?" Aria comments while she takes a sip of wine. "Can't we just eat in peace."

"I promise I won't talk long, but I do have something I would like to say." Callie and I exchange a questioning glace towards each other before returning our attention to the head of the table. "First, I would like to start off by saying thank you to Calliope and Arizona for welcoming us into your home. It's always nice to be surrounded by family on such a special day. I don't know if I ever properly thanked the Robbins family for accepting my Calliope and being there for her when I wasn't, but I truly thank you and am happy that I could be here to join you all. I'm a man of a particular age and am still learning and trying to understand Calliope's life, but regardless of anything she and Arizona have my love, respect, and support. I wish I could say the same for my wife, but she has her own agenda and is sticking to it. Christmas has always been a special holiday for the Torres family and I'm happy to be spending here especially with my daughters and wonderful two grandchildren. I look forward to many more holidays together. Merry Christmas." He finishes with a raise of his glass. We all toast and echo the same sentiment before filling our plates with food.

Everyone engages in private side conversations and a few Christmas holiday stories are shared amongst everyone. We had cake and coffee for dinner before Aria and Carlos excused themselves for the evening. Apparently they have an early business meeting in the morning, but promised to see us again tomorrow afternoon for lunch at the T Hotel in Hawaii where they are staying. Soon after my parents retired to their bedroom and Tim watched Sofia for us while we gave Noah a bath. It's not everyday that we both bathe the children together, but since it's vacation and we have the time we both spent some quality time together with Noah and it was clear on his face – and are wet shirts – that he loved the extra attention. After he went down, we did the same with Sofia and read her a night story before she fell asleep as well.

"What's got you so happy?" I ask exiting the bathroom and crawling into bed beside Calliope who's engrossed with her phone.

"Addison just sent me a text. She delivered Christmas twins. It was her first time delivering twins too."

"That's exciting, it stinks that she had to work on Christmas though."

"Nah, I think she likes it. Usually it's just her and her parents in Paris for Christmas, but she said she's tired of that. She said next year she's spending Christmas with us." She says putting down her phone and lying back in bed.

"The more the merrier."

"You know, it's only ten o'clock. I'm tired, but not exhausted." She's got a mischievous look on her face that gives me subtle hint.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"You bet your ass I am!"

"We haven't done that in a while."

"I know! Inside or outside?"

"Outside, bring a blanket." Quickly and quietly making our way out the house, we stop in the kitchen briefly before walking down to our private beach. "It's dark out."

"Are you scared?"

"Nah, cause I've got you. Now sit." Pulling her down next to me in the sand, she wraps the blanket around us and I pass her a spoon. "I've missed our ice cream dates."

"Me too. I'm convinced ice cream makes everything better." She says scooping out a spoonful from the container that's placed in front of us in the sand. "I think we should start a tradition."

"And what would that be?"

"Every Christmas, whether we're here, home, or some place new we should have an ice cream date at night. After the kids are sleep and everyone's gone to bed."

"I like it! Although at home it would be really cold to eat ice cream outside."

"Then we can eat it in the basement or something."

"Ooohh, that sounds good too!"

"Mhmm. It's a Robbins-Torres Christmas tradition."

"I hope we make many more together."

"I'm sure we will."

"Can you promise me something, Calliope?" I ask after a few quiet minutes of listening to the waves, digging our toes in the sand, and eating our second dessert of the night.

"What's that?" She answers, lifting her head off my shoulder and staring right into my eyes.

"Can you promise me that we will spend every Christmas together for the rest of our lives?"

"I promise you, Arizona Robbins-Torres, the love of my life, that we will spend every Christmas together for the rest of our lives." Our lips lock in a sweet and sugary kiss that leaves us both breathless.

"I love you, Calliope Robbins-Torres."

"I love you, too."

The End.

AN: Thank you all so much for reading! I still have the epilogue to put up, but I just wanted to say thank you so much for all your comments, faves, reviews, follows, etc. They truly meant a lot. I don't think without them I would've completed this story. I'm so happy that many of you enjoyed it. I honestly never thought it would get this long. Writing is a passion and hobby of mine, and to be able to do it in this medium is very rewarding. I would love to continue with this story and write a sequel, but I just need a break to focus on other things right now (just started second semester of college last week). That being said, I'm sure I'll be floating around the FF site reading other stories. Shameless plug, I have a tumblr so PM me if you want for my username and I'll be sure to follow back. I'm always looking for new blogs to follow :)

Here's to hoping Calzona can reunite on the show!