For all of those who are wondering, I can confirm that yes, Callie's POV will emerge. Don't expect it for a little while yet; while this is a Calzona themed story, it is largely Arizona's to tell.

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An hour later, six inches of my hair were on the floor. All I had told the stylist was that I "wanted it gone". She gave me a weird look, but after Tim had explained that I was getting over a break up, with me simultaneously bursting into tears, she seemed to understand. Even I had to admit that the long bob she had given me was a good look. My hair looked wavier, more carefree, if that was even possible. I felt lighter now that much of my hair was gone.

"There must be something to your internet search, Tim. I do feel slightly better" I said, running my fingers through my shortened hair. He smiled, punching my shoulder.

"See! Now, let's go get ice cream. This will really get you feeling better"

We spent the next fifteen minutes picking out ice cream at the nearest grocery store. I settled for a pint of triple chocolate meltdown, while Tim got chocolate chunk cookie dough. When we got back to the apartment, we found Teddy and Henry already there with pizza and beer. I ate more than I had eaten in the last three weeks combined. I was quiet through most of their conversation, allowing Teddy, Tim and Henry to catch up. I could tell they were keeping their conversations superficial. Teddy had likely warned Tim that anything and everything could set me off.

"Well, we are going to stay at Henry's tonight so Tim can have my bed" Teddy said. "We will be back tomorrow morning" A pang of anger ran through me as she so casually announced she would be staying at her boyfriend's tonight. It was unfair that she would see the love of her life whenever she wanted, without complications. Feeling myself beginning to fall back into my spiral of misery after such a good day (relatively speaking, anyway) I took a big drink of my beer.

"Sounds good, Teds. We will see you tomorrow" Tim said as Teddy and Henry let the apartment. Tim sensed my mood and turned towards me.

"Now that we have had some fun and that you know you are capable of having fun again, do you want to talk about it? Dr. Torres, I mean?" He asked. Hearing her name outloud, for the first time in three weeks, sent a chill down my spine.

"There's nothing to say" I said simply. I really wasn't ready to talk about this, not even with Tim.

"There's a lot to say. I don't think anyone knew how...attached you were to here, Zona"

"Attached?!" I scoffed. "I was in love with her, Tim. It's not as easy as cutting the cord and BAM, separated. I still feel her, everywhere. I see her in everything I do. She is a part of me. I can't shake her" He continued to stare at me, waiting for me to say more. It was just too much, verbalizing it all. Again, I felt the urge to crawl back into my bed, under my blankets, and try to clear my mind of everything possible.

"I hate to see you like this, Zona. Tell me what I can do and I will do it" Tim said softly. I shook my head, knowing there was absolutely nothing he, or anyone could do.

"You have done everything you can do. I appreciate you being here, so much. But I just...miss her. I miss her so much it physically hurts. I don't think there is anything or anyone that can make that go away" I started to sob again, and he pulled into his embrace. After a few minutes when my sobs had subsided, he let me go, allowing my to wipe my tears.

"Look, I wasn't going to give this to you until your birthday, but I think now is a good time" He said, rummaging through his duffel bag.

"My birthday?" I asked.

"Your birthday is in three days, Arizona. Had you seriously forgotten?" He asked.

I truly had lost track of time since my separation from Callie. I hadn't realized how much time I had lost.

"Well anyway, happy birthday little sis" he said, handing me a long, rectangular box. I unwrapped the poorly wrapped gift, revealing a "Littman" box. When I opened it, I found stethoscope with "Arizona Robbins, MD" engraved onto it. I felt the tears welling in my already bloodshot, swollen eyes.

"Oh Tim, this is amazing" I said, choking up.

"You like it?" He asked.

"I love it. Thank you so much" I said, hugging him again.

"You're welcome. I am so proud of you, Zona. You are going to be a remarkable physician. Don't let one person stand in the way of your potential, because you have way too much talent and heart for that. You are going to do amazing things"

I held the stethoscope in my hands. I had forgotten how much I had wanted to become a physician since my whirlwind romance with Callie. Some day, this stethoscope might help me save a life. What an enormous responsibility. How had I overlooked all of that?

"Thanks, Tim. I love you"

"Hey, don't get all mushy on me now. But I love you too. Gotta promise me one thing though" He said with a mischievous smile.

"What's that?" I asked, trying to find my heart beat with my fancy new toy.

"Well, two things. Number one, you will get nice and drunk with me on your birthday. Second, you get me laid" I laughed, shaking my head at him.

"I will promise you that we will get as rip roaring drunk as you would like. As for you getting laid, we will see what I can do"

"Excellent. I fly out the next day so I would prefer a woman with low expectations for commitment" I shot him a glare.

"How can you be such an amazing guy one minute and a complete pig the next?"

"Years of practice"