Callie pulled her navy blue scrub top over her head and bent down to collect the purple blouse she was wearing before off the bench. Loosely folding it she placed it inside her locker when the silver heart necklace hanging from a hook caught her eye. Dr. Torres carefully lifted it from its place and held it in the fingers of her right hand. She can still remember the evening when she and Arizona got them, it was right before Grandinetti's roof collapsed causing absolute chaos in the ER. But the Valentine's Day chaos four years ago wasn't so chaotic to her because every time she moved she could feel the silver heart dangling from her neck bouncing off her chest and it reminded her of Arizona's super magic smile and suddenly things didn't seem so hectic around her. But now, holding the silver heart in her hand she felt a plethora of emotions. She felt mostly anger towards the woman who gave her the necklace, but she also felt joy, sadness, concern, happiness, and love. Yes, love. She still loved Arizona there was no doubt about that. But she didn't want to. She didn't want to love someone who had hurt her so badly. She didn't want to lust after someone who had disgraced the sanctity of their marriage. She didn't want to want to console Arizona anymore but she still felt all those things. Not knowing what to do with her conflicting emotions she returned the necklace to its hook in her locker and walked away.


"Can I get Jonathan Calloway's chart?" Arizona said to one of the nurses on the surgical pediatric floor. She leaned on the nurse's station counter, wiping underneath her eyes and hoping that nobody would be able to tell she had just been crying. But as she looked down the hall she saw Calliope standing there looking at her the way she used to look at her. Her gaze was softer than the one Arizona had received from her outside a few minutes ago. It was kinder with a hint of love in it. That stare brought back all the feeling of happiness Arizona used to feel whenever Callie looked at her like that but this time instead of making her smile it made her want to cry again. Right as the nurse handed Arizona the patients chart, Alex Karev walked up.

"Hey you okay?" he asked, noticing the pain in his mentor's eyes.

"Not really," she whispered, turning her back at Callie and facing Karev.

He looked up and saw Dr. Torres and understood, "Here," he said extending his hand, "I'll prep Jonathan, you take some time before surgery and get your chick shit together."

"Alright," she replied with weak smile, grateful to have not only an amazing student but good friend.

Callie watched her wife standing at the nurse's station. Even sad, Arizona was stunning. Simply leaning on a counter she was breath taking. It had been a month since the infidelity incident and the initial rage Callie felt had worn away. Callie was still angry, but the anger had subsided from point blank outrage to a consistent disappointment. But right now Callie wanted that rage to come back because at least when she had that rage inside her she wasn't looking at her wife longingly the way she was at that exact moment. At least when she was filled with resentment she didn't think about holding Arizona in her arms, she didn't think about kissing her soft pink lips, she didn't think about how perfectly Arizona's body fit hers.

Arizona stood there a while watching Alex talk to Jonathan and his parents. 'He's going to do amazing things' she thought to herself before turning towards Callie who was still standing at the end of the hallway.


Callie found her heart racing as the blonde started walking toward her. A weird mixture of lust and angst was rising within Callie and she was at a loss about what to do.

"Karev's going to prep the patient," Arizona said to Callie as she walked past her.

"Uh, where are you going?" Callie asked, immediately regretting it because she didn't want her wife to think she cared. The cold shoulder method had been working well for her up until now.

"Oh," Arizona stopped. Caught off guard by her wife's interest she turned around to face Callie, "I'm just going to um, find an on-call room. Squeeze in a nap or something…"

The blonde's voice trailed off slowly because the wide eye look Callie was wearing on her face was confusing her. The two stared at each other in silence. Callie at a loss for words, battling her conflicting emotions and Arizona hoping for a reply because she missed her wife didn't want the conversation to end.

Finally Callie spoke, "Okay, whatever," she said indignantly. The anger inside her had won.

Arizona let out a sigh, turned around and continued on her way to the on-call room. But to Callie's surprise she found herself following the blonde. Turning the handle of the door Arizona let out a small gasp as she felt a body behind her pushing her into the dark room.