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Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters; all belong to Shonda Rhimes. Any resemblance to the show is strictly borrowed.

Chapter 4:

Although she would never willingly admit it, Callie had been avoiding Arizona. She hadn't seen her since their little...whatever it was in the on-call room last week. She was busy with many surgeries, dealing with Owen, taking care of the kids, which would normally be true, but Callie was very aware that she was actively avoiding Arizona. And she didn't know why. Okay, she knew why she was avoiding her. She had pinned her to the bed. She just didn't know why the pinning happened. She was terribly confused. Arizona had been such a good friend to her recently, and they'd connected instantly. They had chemistry, that much she knew. She thought it was just a friendly chemistry.

But friends don't pin their friends to beds and stare at them with no intention of moving.

She could still remember the feeling of Arizona's body pressed beneath hers; she could still smell the intoxicating scent radiating from her;she could still feel the light breath tickling her face; she could remember the closeness of their faces and how she could see the small crevices in her lips. She could still see the silky golden hairs sprawled out across the pillow, her long eyelashes, and the natural dimpled cheeks. She could still hear Arizona's sharp intake of breath and the small noise emanating from her throat every time she swallowed. Friends didn't just notice that about their friends. Or if they did they moved on with their lives without this bubbling confusion. You could have at least gotten off the poor girl, Callie, Jesus. She'd been having the same conversation with herself for a week. She'd come to the conclusion that she was attracted to Arizona. So what? It doesn't mean anything. And it certainly doesn't mean you have to do anything. She figured she was just searching for some sort of emotional connection that was lacking in her marriage, and Arizona had quickly become her best friend. Although Callie knew all this, she also knew that she had it worse than she was letting on, because if it weren't a big deal, if she could just shake off the feeling she got around Arizona, there wouldn't be the need to avoid her...

Arizona was in a different state of confusion. She knew Callie was avoiding her, but she couldn't understand why. She pinpointed it to that day in the on-call room, but she just couldn't understand why Callie was making a big deal out of it. Maybe she figured out I'm a lesbian and I freaked her out. Oh God! Or maybe you both just had a momentary lapse in judgement. Or you imagined it. Oh who am I kidding...Arizona had been through every scenario she could come up with in her head. She felt so alone without her new found best friend. She had other friends in the hospital. Colleen, Joan from Ortho...but none of them were Callie. Perfect Callie. Arizona knew she was starting to fall for the gorgeous Latina, but she couldn't seem to help it. She felt a natural pull towards the woman. She just wanted to go back to that day in the on-call room and pause time, because she had never felt so alive than in that moment. For her, it wasn't a moment of confusion or awkwardness; it was a moment of clarity: that Calliope was as close to perfect as they come, that any moment with any other woman that followed would feel insignificant and arbitrary, as long as Calliope lived and breathed the same air as her. It scared Arizona just how drawn to this woman she was, and how quickly she realized she could get sucked in if she weren't careful to guard her heart.

And now Callie was avoiding her.

I probably scared her away. Arizona had no idea what had gone wrong, but she was determined to fix it.

Callie dropped her bag on the couch with a sigh. She felt as though she had a huge weight on her shoulders, and that nothing could lift it except for no one other than Arizona. It was an unsettling, startling feeling. She'd had back to back surgeries, and she hated how much she missed just talking to Arizona. Her children entered the room running toward her, and she realized the weight could most definitely be lifted by her three little angels. They were the cure to everything. Owen entered tentatively, watching the small scene unfold-Allegra chatting about her day and the twins babbling along with her. He hated himself for what he was about to say, but he knew it had to be done.
"Callie, can I talk to you for a minute?"
Callie's smile faded slightly before she kissed her children and followed Owen into the kitchen.
"I have to tell you something, Callie," he said seriously.
Callie was starting to get nervous, "Okay, what is it Owen? What's wrong?"
He hesitated and took a deep breath before continuing, "I've been going to therapy, I have. And while I don't think it helps, I'm continuing to go for the sake of my children."
"I understand," Callie said, feeling like Owen needed a confirmation to keep going.
He continued, "She has helped me come to acknowledge some things about myself, including that I do in fact have some issues to work out, even if I think they are unfix-able. She also helped me realize...the best thing I can do for you and the kids is to be honest with you in a way I hadn't been doing."
Callie simply nodded, completely agreeing with that statement.
Owen couldn't look Callie in the eye as he uttered the next few words, "I cheated on you."
Callie felt a sudden tightening in her chest that threatened to burst. She felt like someone had punched her in the gut and left their hand inside. This was not what she was expecting. At. All. She felt her mouth open and close multiple times, but no sound came out.
"Please say something, Callie," Owen said meeting her eyes for the first time.
Callie cleared her throat and tried again, "With who?" It came out in such a whisper that Owen almost missed it.
Owen shook his head and said, "You don't know her...it was just a one time thing and it didn't mean anything-"
"With who, Owen!?" Callie all but yelled, startling even herself.
Owen simply stared.
"Answer the damn question, Owen!" Callie yelled, but realized her children were in the next room and took her voice down a notch. They couldn't hear this. She wouldn't allow it.
"I don't remember her name," he said with a guilty defeat, "I met her at a bar. After we had a fight. It was a few months ago."
Callie felt tears threatening to fall. She couldn't believe this was happening again. Sure Owen had let her down before, but never cheated on her. She thought after George, she would have figured out how to pick the faithful ones by now.
"I can't believe you!" She couldn't contain the few tears that fell anymore.
"I never meant to hurt you, Callie!"
"I don't care Owen! You don't do this, you just don't. You don't think I was tempted? You don't think I had options? You don't think I realize just how much our relationship has been falling apart for who knows how long?" Even as Callie said the words, she found more truth and meaning in the fact that she was tempted than she anticipated. The fact that she was drawn to Arizona had merely been thoughts and self-defining moments, but never had she uttered out loud that Arizona had been an option. Not that Owen knew that, but still.
"I know Callie. I feel terrible," Owen said again shaking his head.
"Oh, you feel terrible, well that's okay then!"
"Callie, what do you want me to say? I'm sorry."
"I don't know, Owen, okay? I don't know what I want. Not this," she said wiping her eyes, "I just...I can't do this anymore. I'm running out of fight."
"What are you trying to say?" Owen asked with hesitancy.
"I don't know, Owen. I need time. You need to give me time to process this," she spat out, "I've stood by you through sickness and health, in good times and bad, through the lies, through the hardship, but I will not put up with infidelity." She grabbed her jacket and started to head for the door.
"Where are you going?" he called after.
"Out," she said shortly, "Stay and watch the kids. I don't want them to see me like this."
She all but slammed the door before the tears she'd held back finally fell and a meltdown rippled through her body and into her bones. She wasn't sure which hurt more: the fact that he had actually slept with someone or the fact that it was more of an acknowledgement to their failing marriage. She didn't think it was just Owen that had her crying. It was everything: the fact that she didn't know, the fact that she trusted him, the fact that their lives had come to this, the fact that her parents would surely find out and try to convince her to forgive him, the fact that her children were at risk of being hurt, and the final fact that scared her more than anything, all she wanted to do was run to Arizona's awaiting arms.

Arizona slowly trudged out of the hospital with a slight sadness she hadn't expected. It had been a long day. And she missed Calliope. Despite how much she wanted to ignore the butterflies and feeling in her chest, she couldn't, and she knew she had to. It was exhausting-trying to stay away from Calliope and pretend her feelings were strictly platonic-it was exhausting, and she didn't know how much longer she could bear to be away from the girl. Arizona didn't feel like going home yet. She didn't want to go to her apartment, alone, like she did every night she wasn't having a one-night stand. She wanted to go to the one place she'd found serenity and happiness near Seattle in the past: the bench down the lawn overlooking the city. It was her spot. It was her coping mechanism, her safety. And she needed to feel safe right now.

As Arizona walked toward her bench, she noticed the seat already occupied, which rarely ever happened, especially toward the end of the day. As she got closer, she recognized the woman that constantly seemed to occupy her thoughts. She'd recognize that raven hair and caramel skin anywhere. She pulled up short, unsure of whether she should continue. After all, Callie had been avoiding her for a reason. Callie looked up at that moment with tears streaming down her cheeks and met Arizona's eyes. Callie turned her head and furiously wiped the tears away. Arizona's immediate reaction to the poor sight before her was to rush to her side. So she did. She couldn't bear to see this radiant woman looking so forlorn. Before Arizona sat down, she stood in front of Callie, waiting for permission to go any further.
Callie looked up at Arizona with her watered eyes and scooted over slightly, silently requesting Arizona's presence. Arizona took the seat willingly. No words had been said, and none needed to be.
Callie chuckled sadly before saying in a raspy voice, "Are you ever going to see me when I'm not crying?"
Arizona had to shake away the feeling in the pit of her stomach at hearing Calliopes husky voice through her tears. She didn't know what to say, so she lightly placed a tentative hand on top of Callie's resting on her thigh.
Callie lifted her eyes to meet Arizona's and said, "Sorry I've been so busy this week. I've had a lot...going on. Mostly in my crazy head."
Arizona smiled slightly at Callie's honesty. "Your head's not too crazy, Calliope. Just the normal amount."
"You must think...well I don't know what you think. Not good things," Callie stated.
"I could never think anything less than wonderful about you, Calliope," she said squeezing her hand, "You want to tell me what's got you so upset that you've stolen the one spot in Seattle I call home?"
Callie's head snapped up as realization dawned on her, "This is your spot? Oh my gosh I'm so sorry, I didn't know. I mean, it's kind of my spot too. Not that I claimed it. But just that I come here sometimes when I'm upset and I have nowhere to go or I just need to clear my head. But I can leave if-"
Arizona silenced Callie with one finger softly pressed to her lips. Callie shut her mouth, almost around Arizona's finger unintentionally, but Arizona managed to pull her finger away before that. Callie missed the contact immediately. Arizona chuckled slightly and said, "I could let you ramble, but I don't consider this only my spot. Obviously, it's open to the public. But I come here when I'm sad, too. And I'd be more than happy to share it with you."
Callie felt a smile tugging at her lips and part of the hole in heart fill slightly with more kind words from the one and only Arizona Robbins.
Arizona continued, "So you wanna tell me what's on your mind?" The entire time their hands remained in contact, still resting on Callie's lap.
Callie took a deep, shuddering breath before saying, "Owen cheated on me."
"What?!" Arizona said with nothing but anger and shock.
"Yeah. A month or so ago, with some random chick at a bar," Callie said sadly.
Arizona's face alternated from every emotion possible: anger to disbelief to realization to understanding and to empathy. "I'm sorry. I don't know how he could have done that to you."
Callie nodded and said, "You know, I think the worst part of all of this is realizing just how close our marriage is to ending. You think that when I found out I would feel something...anger, anything, at him for doing this to me. But really, I was so upset for everyone else in our lives that are bound to be affected. I was mad for them, not myself. I was upset that I didn't care more about my own heart as a result of his actions. I just...I realized I don't think I was ever truly in love with Owen. And that...that is harder than any of it. To think that our entire marriage was a lie, a waste, that my children witnessed a loveless marriage, that I said vows I never truly meant...that's harder to accept than anything. I'm not who I thought I was. I'm so lost." Callie took a deep breath, not meaning to delve so much into her thoughts. But Arizona always seemed to bring out any side of Callie.
Arizona sighed before placing her arm on the back of the bench behind Callie and facing her directly to say, "Your marriage is not a waste. It gave you the most precious and valuable things in your life, but you know that already. And you do love Owen, on some level, you know you do, but you may not be in love with him. So, you found out now that he wasn't the one for you. At least you figured it out now before it was too late. I'm not saying I'm glad he cheated...but aren't you glad you had this moment of realization and clarity before your children were truly old enough to understand the depth?" She tilted her head a little, studying the beautiful Latina before her. She felt her heart break at the pain she could see emanating from Callie's eyes.
"You're right. I know you are...it's just hard to accept that. And that I didn't see this coming. That I let it happen to me...again," Callie glanced up at Arizona to gauge her reaction.
Arizona didn't want to pry into her past relationships, but she could only assume by the implication that this wasn't the first time. Arizona lightly rubbed Callie's shoulder with the hand wrapped around her and said, "You don't blame yourself for this, do you hear me? This. Is not. Your fault." Arizona wanted to emphasize to make Callie believe her.
Callie slightly shook her head, taking in Arizona's words, attempting to believe them but only finding more pain within. She replayed Arizona's words and couldn't help but breakdown again. The more she told herself it wasn't her fault, the more she had trouble believing it somehow. Arizona cupped her face with two hands as Callie cried, leaning into Arizona. Arizona lightly kissed Callie's forehead as her own tears threatened to fall and hugged Callie's head closer so that Callie was in the crook of her neck. They sat in that position for what felt like a long time until Callie's sobs turned to sniffles and all that was left was the sound of their breathing. Callie slowly lifted her head and wiped her cheeks to rid of any make up and sat back in the bench. Arizona's arm resumed it's resting spot behind her.
"Have I hit rock bottom yet?" Callie asked looking straightforward.
"I think you've dug a little deeper than rock bottom, Calliope," Arizona whispered softly, "And now you really can only go up from here."
Callie smiled at the use of her name once again, and the kind words Arizona seemed to never run out of.
She set her head on Arizona's shoulder as both of them watched the sunset, awaiting a new day.

Woah. Didn't know where that chapter was going in the beginning and I kind of just kept writing. I just wrote for an hour and a half straight, so I'm sorry if there's MANY mistakes. I'll try to go back and fix it later, but I really wanted to get a chapter out for you guys! I don't know exactly where I'm going with this story, but I have the general direction and idea, so bear with me. Let me know what you think, and if you have any suggestions for change or requests for future chapters let me know! Definitely open to some ideas.
Oh, and I usually don't like to leave things on cliffhangers, so you shouldn't have to worry about that TOO much with me. I make no promises though(: