A few days later, Arizona still didn't remember. Lauren Boswell was back in town for a case and she found her way into Arizona's room.

"Hey Arizona," she said coming in checking to make sure Callie wasn't around.

"Hi, oh my god, I remember you."

"You do?" Lauren had heard about her memory, but this could work to her advantage.

"Yes, I oh my," she said blushing.

"I guess you remember a lot about me."

"You're the woman I slept with."

"Yes, the one and only."

"You should probably leave now. I don't remember her, but I would imagine my wife would not be very happy to see me talking to the woman I cheated on her with."

"I'll leave now, but I'll be back. We have an undeniable connection Arizona."

"Have you seen my wife? Hot. Like dirty hot. I did good. So no thanks."

"You and Callie are never going to work out. You're in here cause she's moved on. You should too. With me."

"Get out!" came the booming voice from behind Lauren.

"Oh if it isn't the little lady. You should go considering its' your fault she's here."

"I know it's my fault and I'm going to make it right. My wife wont be moving on with anybody but me thank you very much."

Arizona just watched. Possessive pissed off Callie was hot. She would have to remember that for later on.

"So you think I'm dirty hot?"

"You heard that huh."

"Yup."

"Well then yes. I think you are dirty hot, in every way."

"I see some of the old Arizona is still in there."

"Oh yeah, so I've always thought you were dirty hot?"

"Something like that."

"I have a problem Calliope."

"Oh yeah, what's that?" Callie said settling in on the chair next to Arizona's bed.

"I have a really dirty hot wife, but I can't remember her. I can't remember that I love her, but I can tell she loves me every time she looks my way. And I can't remember dirty hot times with my dirty hot wife."

"Well, that is a problem."

"Maybe you could refresh my memory," Arizona winked at her.

"Arizona, we are not sleeping together while you don't remember me."

"What if I never remember? A girl has needs you know. What's the point in having a dirty hot wife if you can't bend her over a table every once in a while."

Callie blushed thinking about letting Arizona take her like that.

"Ooo you're thinking about it," Arizona called her out.

"I am not," Callie defended.

"Whatever you say, but you totally are thinking about me bending you over the table and thrusting into you with my strong fingers, then kneeling down and taking your clit int…"

"Okay, okay enough. Fine, I was thinking about it. Your not the only one who has a dirty hot wife."

"Well your dirty hot wife is more than willing."

"Your impossible," Callie mumbled trying to stop her raging libido.

Arizona was just released from the hospital and Callie had all her stuff moved to the house she bought. It was better for them to have room. She set herself up in a spare bedroom not wanting to assume they would share a bed right now. After she settled Arizona she looked at her and said, "So I'll be in the room down the hall if you need me."

"Calliope."

"Yes?"

"Since we are married, I assume we sleep in the same bed."

"Um, well yeah I guess usually."

"Then why are you sleeping down the hall?"

"I just, you don't remember me, so I figured I would give you space."

"I don't want space. Derek said we need to keep things as normal as possible for me. And since there is a possibility I may never remember, I need to create new memories and fall for you again. I can't do that if you give me space."

"Okay, well I can sleep in here."

"Good."

Arizona lay back satisfied with the change in sleeping arrangements as Callie came out of the bathroom in little boy shorts and a bra.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry I didn't think."

"Oh no need to apologize. You can walk around like that all you want, just lose the bra."

"Shut up," Callie said pulling a shirt over her head.

"No fair," Arizona pouted wanting Callie to keep those glorious breasts out for her viewing pleasure. Callie settled in next to her.

"Goodnight Arizona."

"Goodnight," Arizona said as she moved and pulled Callie into a passionate kiss.

"What was that?" Callie gasped out.

"That was me saying goodnight to my wife."

The next morning, they were lazing around in bed and Callie almost forgot that Arizona didn't remember her. She kept her eyes closed as she moved down Arizona's neckline and placed gentle kisses.

"Hmm that feels nice," Arizona said, "Do you wake me up this way every morning?"

Callie then remembered that Arizona didn't remember, "Oh I'm sorry, I forgot you don't remember me."

"Callie, I don't want you to act differently. Treat me like you would usually treat me."

"That's hard, I don't wanna freak you out."

"You won't."

"Okay."

"So I'm not sure if I still do this, but whenever I had a girlfriend, I had a little Saturday morning sex tradition. I assume that hasn't changed?"

"Ahem, um no, that's still a thing we used to do."

"Good," Arizona said ripping off her shirt and immediately straddling Callie.

"Arizona," Callie gasped about to lose her resolve when breasts pressed against her face.

"That's right, say my name."

"Arizona, you need to stop, this isn't right."

"Calliope, I lost my memory, not my ability to consent. I want you."

"I just, Arizona we don't just have sex. We make love and you don't love me, so it's going to be impersonal sex."

"Baby, I know how to make love. I've known you in my mind all of two weeks and I am already falling for you."

"Right, but I want you to remember."

"And I may never remember. Let me ask you this, were we in love when we first slept together?"

"Um no."

"Then this is like that. I will love you soon enough and then I will make slow passionate love to you, but right now, I want to fuck you hard."

Arizona kept her advances and Callie was a goner once she threw her bra across the room.

"Oh fuck it."

"I'd much rather fuck you," Arizona giggled as she moved down Callie's glorious body to her favorite destination. Seriously, she could vacation here forever.

Hours later, they lay basking in the afterglow. Arizona's head was on Callie's chest and she was lazily running her fingers over Callie's stomach.

"That was amazing."

"Yeah it was," Callie responded.

"So much better than.." Arizona stopped herself realizing she shouldn't be bringing up sleeping with someone else after what they just did.

"Better than what Arizona?"

"Better than I thought it would be," Arizona tried to cover.

"Yeah right. You told me for weeks how you thought we must have the most mindblowing sex life."

"Oh yeah um," Arizona stumbled nervously.

"Better than Lauren, is that what you were gonna say?"

"Um, yes."

"Well considering you don't have your memory back, how can you remember how sleeping with Lauren felt."

"She came to see me and I, I remember her."

"Excuse me," Callie said in shock.

"I don't know why and I mostly just remember having sex with her. It doesn't mean anything."

"Yes it does Arizona. It means everything. You don't remember me, your wife, the mother of your child. You don't remember your own daughter, but you remember some slut you cheated on me with. That means everything."

"Calliope, please don't make a big deal out of this."

"It is a big deal. Do you know how much I crave a moment where you remember? Do you know how much I hope that there will be a glimpse of a memory where you remember our love and our daughter, our life?"

"I'm sorry, I can't control my memory."

"God, I need to go somewhere."

"No Callie, please don't leave," Arizona said following Callie towards the bathroom.

"Arizona, I need a minute okay. I need to be alone."

Callie got dressed and despite Arizona's request, left the apartment. She had been gone for hours and Arizona was worried. It was getting dark. Where could she have gone? She searched the apartment for a clue, then it hit her when she looked at a picture on the fridge of her and Arizona at a bench overlooking Seattle. She decided to try the park near their apartment hoping that was the one. After about 20 minutes, she saw her. Callie was sitting on the bench staring out into the night.

"Calliope," Arizona said as she approached and sat on the bench.

"Arizona, I told you I needed space."

"I know, but you left me naked in our bedroom after the most phenomenal sex of my life."

"You remember that whore and not me."

"I'm sorry. I wish more than anything that I remembered our life together, but I can't do anything about it. All I can do is build new memories with you."

"It still hurts."

"I know and I really don't want to hurt you anymore than I already have."

"What if you never remember?"

"Then we move on with our lives. Calliope, I have been back with you for a little over a month and I have no doubt that I am faling head over heels hopelessly in love with you already."

"You are?"

"I am. You are too amazing not to fall for. I started falling for you the moment I woke up."

"Oh my god, I love you so much Arizona," Callie said kissing her wife.

"If I never remember it doesn't matter. You can tell me about our memories and I got lucky enough to experience falling for you twice."

"Yeah I guess."

"And honestly, I don't want to remember all the pain I put you through. I don't want to remember not being with you. I just want to enjoy loving you."