Thanks as Always to my wonderful beta, Scronkidile

Derek hesitated for a moment, not sure how to take that. Finally, though, his rage at his embarrassment overcame his confusion. He shot her in the chest.

Everyone in the restaurant screamed. Arizona and Teddy immediately ran over to her side as Medusa and Bailey chased after L'Homme.

"Oh God. Calliope! Can you hear me?" Arizona leaned over her face as she tied up her hair. Teddy was already taking her jacket off and unbuttoning her shirt. "Calliope, I need you to look at me."

"It missed everything vital. We just need to stop the bleeding." Teddy reached under the table and pulled out her bag. "I figured something might go wrong and I'm all out of innocent roommates to call."

Arizona laughed and put her hand on Calliope's cheek. Her eyes fluttered open before slamming shut.

"Fuck. He shot me."

"Yeah, what a douchebag."

Calliope started to laugh before cringing. "I think I might –" She passed out.

When Callie opened her eyes she had no idea where she was or why her stomach hurt so fucking much. She turned her head to the side and her nose bumped into something. Tilting her head back she saw that she was in bed and that Arizona had fallen asleep sitting against the headboard. She'd bumped her nose into her thigh.

She just looked at Arizona for a moment. Who was she? How had she ended up here? She watched her eyes flutter as she dreamed, her chest rising and falling evenly. She really was beautiful.

Arizona's eyes fluttered open and Callie turned bright red when Arizona noticed her staring.

"Hey, How are you feeling?"

"Like I was hit by a truck."

"That is to be expected. You were shot." She leaned down and reached for Callie's shirt.

Callie swatted her hands away. "Hey, whoa! What are you doing?"

Arizona raised her eyebrows. "Checking your wound."

Callie turned red again. "Right," she moved her hands out of the way, "That makes sense, sorry."

Arizona pulled her shirt up and checked out the incision site. Suddenly, she frowned and scooted down the bed. Lying on her stomach, head just above Callie's stomach she traced another scar. It ran horizontally just above her underwear. It looked like –

"Did you have a C-Section?"

Callie froze. She'd forgotten that there was a scar; She'd just gotten so used to it. "Yeah. It was a long time ago."

Arizona frowned and traced it again. "It's really jagged. They did a terrible job. Who was your doctor? I'd really like to have a word with them." She looked up when Callie didn't respond. She gasped when she saw that Callie was crying.

"It was Addison. When The Sergeant killed George he shot me, too. I was 6 months pregnant. I, uh, I went into shock and Addison was the only one around. She dragged me inside, we were on the porch. God, she was so brave. She…" Callie took a deep steadying breath, " She had to use a kitchen knife. She looked up how to do a C-Section online and did it. Sofia didn't make it."

Arizona just looked at Callie for a moment, tears in her eyes. This incredible woman had been through so much and still stood so strong. Her earlier statement made sense now. Losing her husband and her daughter in an hour would make anyone feel dead. She remembered how losing Tim had felt. She can't image how losing two people would feel.

"I'm surprised you don't hate Addison."

Callie's eyebrows drew down and she looked at Arizona. "Why would I hate Addison?"

"She killed Sofia." Arizona started when Calliope's hand suddenly grabbed her wrist in a crushing grip.

"No." She stared at Arizona, "Addison saved my life. The Sergeant killed Sofia. The Sergeant killed my husband and my Daughter. Addison saved my life. She kept me alive that day and she's kept me alive every day since. Do not blame her for anything."

"Well, I do blame her for cheating on Derek."

Calliope's grip on Arizona's wrist tightened painfully. "You are in no position to judge anyone, Arizona. You don't know what any one of us has been through. You may know the stories now, but you weren't there. You cannot judge unless you were there. You have never been in the line of fire. You have never been torn apart. This house is a safe zone and everyone is welcome without judgment."

Arizona looked at her for a moment before nodding. Callie released her grip on Arizona's arm. "Sorry."

"It's alright. You're new."

They lay in silence. Callie on her back staring at the ceiling. Arizona on her stomach staring at the bed. They stayed there until they heard the front door open, Cristina and Meredith's laughter floating through the house. The laughter stopped as someone shushed them and a soft voice got closer. The door to Callie's bedroom opened and Addison poked her head in. Seeing that they were awake she opened the door fully.

"Hey, How are you feeling?"

"You know, being shot really sucks. I thought the first time might have been a fluke, but the second bullet confirmed to for me."

Everyone laughed. Cristina jumped on the bed, sitting cross legged by Callie's bed. "So, how does it feel being bed ridden? I can't even imagine. Just lying here. Nothing to do. Nowhere to go. For days."

"Cristina." Meredith came to stand next to the bed. "there's no need to rub it in her face. I mean, I'd hate it. Needing help to go to the bathroom. Having to be fed. Wait! Can you even eat?"

Callie just laughed weakly. "Very funny, guys, thanks."

Teddy looked at Arizona. "Thanks for staying with her. We brought food and extra supplies. I can take over her care."

Arizona looked disappointed, but slide off the bed. "Yeah, sure."

Addison noticed that Callie looked a bit disappointed, too. "Actually," everyone looked towards her. "Why doesn't Arizona stay? Come on, Teddy, we can have a whole week of Beer and Grand Theft Auto Tuesdays."

Teddy looked back at Arizona who was trying not to look excited. "Yeah, sure. We'll be checking in periodically, though, so try not to rip her stitches with all that hot, lesbian sex."

Both Callie and Arizona turned bright red. "Teddy!"

Teddy and Addison laughed as the left the room. Cristina and Mer followed, waving as they shut the door behind them. The silence in the room was deafening as Callie and Arizona both tried not to look at each other. Finally, Callie looked at Arizona.

"Um, actually, I am kind of hungry." She smiled slightly, "We never got to finish dinner."

Arizona nodded. "Yeah, I'll go see what they brought." She opened the door and walked to the living room.

Callie stared up at the ceiling and sighed. Of course Addie was playing Matchmaker and of course Teddy was helping. They meddled too much for their own good. At least she would get to spend more time with Arizona. Although, she didn't know if Arizona would want to spend time with her. I mean, she had just gotten all mob-boss-intense on her and that sometimes (always) freaked women out. I mean, Erica left because Callie always put her work first. But Arizona was in the mob, too, so she would understand. There was always the chance she wouldn't though. What if she fell in love with Arizona and Arizona didn't love her back? What if something happened to one of them? What if –

"Whoa. Slow down, tiger!"

Callie turned her head and realized Arizona was in the doorway. "What?"

Arizona shrugged. "I don't know, but it looked like you were freaking out."

She laughed nervously. "What? No! I wasn't freaking out!"

Arizona just smiled and tilted her head. "ok…sure. Anyway," she lifted the two bowls of soup in her hand. "They brought a lot of microwaveable food, which is great because I can't cook for shit." Callie smiled. "So, Chicken Noodle or Chicken Broth?"

"Broth." Callie tried to sit up and gasped as pain seared through her.

"Whoa! Calliope!" Arizona put the soup down on her nightstand before gently helping Callie up. "I'm supposed to help you move around. You're still weak."

Callie leaned back against the head board. "Sorry, I almost forgot."

Arizona smiled at her, her dimples popping out. "It's ok. I just don't want you to hurt yourself." She climbed onto the bed and sat next to Callie.

As they ate, they both kept sneaking looks at each other. Callie realized something.

"You know, you can call me Callie." Arizona looked at her. "I mean, I'm only Calliope during Mob Time. I'm Callie if you're my friend."

"Am I your friend?"

Callie panicked for a moment. Had she read it wrong? Was Arizona only here out of obligation. Did she not want to be friends?

"Whoa, Calliope, calm down! I was just joking!" Arizona was smiling at Callie, who calmed down again and smiled back. "Of course we're friends! Do you always freak out like this?"

Callie shrugged. "Would you believe me if I said no?"

"Nope." She giggled.

Callie smiled back before realizing that Arizona had called her Calliope again. "Really, though, call me Callie."

Arizona shook her head. "No way, I like Calliope much better. It's all official."

Callie grimaced. "I know, that's why I hate it."

"Well, too bad! I'm going to keep calling you that."

They smiled at each other and kept eating. When they finished, they looked at each other awkwardly for a moment before laughing.

"This shouldn't be so weird."

"It's just that usually when I'm in a girl's bedroom she hasn't just been shot and we aren't really talking…"

Callie grinned. "I totally get that. You really are a lady killer, aren't you?"

"It's not that bad." She thought for a moment and then sighed. "I guess it is that bad, I have slept with a lot of women. I can't help it! I like sex!"

Callie laughed. "There's nothing wrong with that! I wish I could pull as much as you seem, too."

"Well, you do have Addison."

"Yeah, but Addison wishes I had a penis. I mean, she plays along and she enjoys it, but it's not really what she wants."

Arizona looked thoughtful. "What does she want?"

"Mark Sloan." Callie leaned her head against the back of the bed and sighed. "Whatever she says, she was in love with him. I think she was more upset about the fact that he didn't come after her than she was about Derek kicking her out in the first place."

"What do you want, Calliope?"

"What?" Callie looked at her.

"What do you want," She tilted her head and looked at Callie seriously, "If you weren't a mob boss, what would you be? What kind of life would you have?"

Callie thought for a moment. "Well, I'd have a big house. Like huge. I'd have a dog. Maybe 3 Dogs. Big fluffy ones that climb on your lap and sleep in bed with you. ..I'd want kids. A lot of kids. Like 10 kids. All kinds of kids. I'd want a big pool with one of those stone fountain things and I'd tan all time." She thought again. "I think I'd be a doctor or a lawyer. Someone who made a real difference and saved lives. Maybe I'd be a social worker. An actual one who cares. I'd help kids get real jobs and lives so they wouldn't join mobs and gangs." She looked at Arizona who was staring at her thoughtfully. She looked…conflicted. "What's wrong? Is that a stupid dream?"

Arizona shook her head quickly. "No, It's a great dream. I really like your dream."

"Well, what's yours? Did you always want to be a doctor?"

Arizona shook her head again. "No, I didn't. I wanted to be a teacher. I was going to teach underprivileged kids science. My brother died my senior year of College, so I went to Med School and became a doctor. I couldn't save my brother, but I could save other kids' brothers."

Callie smiled softly. "That's really noble."

"No, it's not. It's just right."

They sat in silence for a moment before Arizona took a deep breath and clapped her hands, startling Callie. "Okay! What do you want to do now?"

Callie thought for a moment before speaking. "Well, we have to do something without moving, so that rules out…everything."

Arizona laughed. "You have a tv, right there!" She gestured to the wall opposite the bed. "We could watch that."

"There's no cable; I only have movies."

"You don't have cable?"

"No. I mean, I get all my news from the group and I watch my trashy reality shows in the living room with Addison."

Arizona smiled. "I can totally see you and Addison crying over the bachelor."

"Bachlorette. Also, all of the real housewives."

"Of course. Tell me, Calliope," Arizona put her hand lightly on Callie's thigh, leaning closer, "Is it hard to keep up with the Kardashians?"

"Shut up!" Callie punched her arm, chuckling when Arizona clutched it, pretending to be hurt.

"Ugh! I've been wounded! Assault!"

Callie laughed, before cringing. "Okay, no laughing."

"Oh god! I'm so sorry! I forgot!"

"Some nurse you are! Forgetting about my wound."

Arizona leaned close again, fluttering her lashes. "Want me to kiss it and make it better?"

Callie flushed slightly as she thought about Arizona kissing anywhere around her belt line. "uh. Wha- Why don't you just pick a movie?"

Arizona grinned, her dimples momentarily distracting Callie.

"Sure! Do you have 'The Blob'?"