A/N: I know it's been so long. I'm sorry. Don't hate me. Anyways, I won't make this too long, but I have two quick things to say. First I really want to thank DianeB, whom I found on my search for a beta reader. Although she is busy and didn't get the chance to read this new chapter before I posted it, I am grateful for the help she has given so far. Now, she may or may not actually work as my beta reader, because she seems to be a very busy person, so if any of you are betas and would be interested in working on this story (or if you know someone who may be) just PM me :)

I know this chapter is short, and I apologize in advance.

Enjoy.
-K.

P.S. This chapter has been edited, so please stop bitching about it. Also, I have no clue if Callie started her internship before or after Bailey, despite all my research, so I've made her a year below. Just go with it.

The storm raged on for hours, forming disasters just outside the doors of the hospital, which unfortunately left every single available surgeon, doctor, and nurse working beyond their capabilities to keep everything in control. Even when the thunder subsided, they kept on going, when volunteer firefighters worked to find others who had been caught in the storm and had been unable to be found during the disaster.

Callie fixed broken bone after broken bone with little time to think in between, which she refused to do anyways. Time was no longer based on seconds, but how many bones she had placed back where they should have been, and for the longest time, no one noticed the non-stop way in which she worked, barely even pausing to take a breath.

Alex was the first to ask, when he had been called in as a backup on another Peds/Ortho surgery. This time, the nurses had already spread the rumors of Arizona's fling, and thought better of it when they grabbed the pager to call a Peds specialist.

Karev awkwardly watched the wife of his boss as she worked at the bone, having finished his part of the work. He was impressed by the way she worked- everyone knew he hated doing textbook work, but even he could not deny the perfection in which every move was made. Which was why he was surprised when he noticed the two gloves she wore on each hand, and the lump on her ring finger. Arizona had explained to him a while back the reasons for pinning her own ring on her scrubs, and how Callie had come up with this idea apparently. He had pretended not to pay attention, but he remembered now. In fact, Callie seemed to only focus on the ring that had been slipped beneath the gloves.

Still, her work was flawless, and when Callie had icily asked him if he believed it was affecting her "abilities" after he'd asked her, Alex decided to back off.

Callie felt locked down in the hospital for the first time in years, always loving her job and using it as an escape, but now every turn in every hall reminded her of a moment with her...Arizona. So she couldn't be more relieved when Owen finally stopped her in her path.

"Take a break." He stood rigidly, stressed from the storm, but he spoke in a caring voice.

Callie let out a deep breath. "Okay, I'll be in my apartment if you need me-"

"What? No. You still can't leave, look outside."

Without bothering to look out the windows she responded, "Owen, I have to go home." Keep yourself together, Callie.

"No doctor or nurse is leaving this hospital, I won't lose anyone else." There was an edge to his words. And it pissed Callie off.

"Who? Who do you not want to lose? Mark is already gone, and-and little Grey. Everyone wanted to leave this god forsaken hospital, Owen! We lost over half our staff when they walked out on us last time, and I...I stuck around. But I don't want to be here anymore, so let me leave." Callie clenched her jaw. Owen didn't make a move to get out of her way. "I'm taking my vacation time." The Ortho doctor pushed past her boss, rougher than she'd meant to, and he ended up with his back against a wall. Callie told herself she didn't care. She needed out...

"Doctor Torres." That voice. It cut through her bones, stopping her in her tracks.

"...Bailey..." Callie didn't dare turn around, instead staring at the polished white floors.

Unfortunately, the short woman stepped in front of her, blocking her view of the tiles with a gaze that had killed the interns back in Callie's amateur days, even though Callie was only a year behind. But Callie had never cracked, and Miranda Bailey ended up taking a strong liking to the woman. Now, she felt as if she had been transported back into her first few days, wanting so badly to break down but pushing herself to stand tall- but with one glance at her mentor's disappointed eyes, she broke down for what felt like the first time.

"Bailey, please...let me just go home. Let me take Sofia and go..."

"Are you losing it, Torres? This storm is the worst we've seen. You aren't walking out those doors." Bailey softened slightly. "If you think I'm risking losing you, you're really out of your mind... Since you're uh, the best Ortho surgeon and all." She muttered, trying to back track.

Callie stopped fighting for a moment, but although those words coming from someone so powerful usually made her heart swell, she found herself having to force a smile. Bailey saw this of course, and , attempting to get a grin out of the doctor, continued, "Don't you take it to the head. You might not be able to fit your ego in these ORs."

It took only that to let go. Bailey seemed horrified when Callie gripped onto her tightly, sobbing into the short black hair. "It hurts so much... I can't stay here... Just let me go. Please. Fucking move!" Callie thrashed out, knocking over a set of needles and the metal tray they were on crashed to the ground. "I need to get out! I quit. I quit. Just let me go..." Her heart seemed to pound against her rib cage as if looking for a way out of the body that was falling apart from the inside, out.

She didn't even realize when she was pulled into an empty break room with Owen's strong arms dragging her limp body to the couch. After a few uncomfortable shifts of his feet, he decided to leave, which made Bailey finally speak up. "Girl, what are you doing to yourself?"

Anger ripped through Callie. "You mean what did she do to me? I've never been this way. I was always the badass Ortho surgeon... And she came along and… and she did this! She gave me a baby and a life and I saved her life in return and this is what she fucking gives me. Why did I tell her I don't want a divorce? I don't need her. And Sofia is mine... She was never Arizona's anyways so I can just take her away...I can take her and move back to Miami and maybe my parents will be glad that I realized I've been sinning all this time. I can work...I can just move. Everyone wants me. I made cartilage out of Jello, god damn it! I am Calliope Torres. I keep things together and Arizona... She doesn't want that. She never wanted that. How was I so stupid?" Callie took a deep breath to continue, but the waiting General Surgeon cut her off.

"Look at you. All ready to get up and take a baby away from a woman who loves her as much as you do. Just because she slept with some other blonde surgeon who didn't feel like she needed to understand someone who just can't be understood."

"W-what? Wait... I understand her..." Callie stared at her ring.

"No you don't. You'll never understand that woman." Bailey chuckled. "You love her, sure, but if I've learned anything from that ass that left me, I'll tell you that a ring with a sparkly diamond doesn't make you get her." Bailey remembered her first husband and how naïve she had been to think that they'd work out even through all of their differences, but Tucker just never understood her job and why she had chosen it over him, why it affected her more than the idea of him leaving, because he had never experienced what it was like. She knew Callie and Arizona were stronger than they had ever been, but Arizona had cheated the same reason Tucker had left her- they could no longer emotionally connect. Fortunately for Callie, it seemed like a temporary experience, but she still needed to understand something that Arizona would never speak of.

"I'm lost..." Callie was now just staring at her mentor in confusion, wheels turning in her head.

"You cut off her leg, Torres! You. Cut. Off. Her. Leg. You did it to save her, but do you think she cares? Arizona Robbins is the most stubborn woman I've never laid my eyes on. She's hurting because she's got a family who she thinks that she can't take care of anymore. Get that into your thick skull of yours." Bailey smacked Callie on the head.

"Uh." Callie can't think of anything to say. "But... Why her and not me?"

"You saw her in her weakest moment, and she didn't want that to be all you ever saw. For God's sake, she probably just wants you to love her…" Bailey coughed. "...and not think about the time you did the worst thing and the only thing to do to save her ass. I know it was the only thing you could do, and she knows, too, but it hasn't sunk in. All she knows is that you look at her different." Bailey shook her head.

Callie tried cut her off, but Bailey just put her hand on her arm. "I know she's the same Arizona, you don't need to tell me that. You tell her."

With that, Bailey stood to go. "Because lord knows that woman's gonna get a talk from me, but she should still know." That girl…Arizona needs to pull it together before she loses this wonderful woman. "Now, you stay here. It'll take a hell of a lot longer to get through to her." Callie could only watch as Miranda marched away to go give her wife a piece of her mind. But Bailey turned around at the door before shutting it. "This isn't your fault, but you might be the only one who can fix this."