A/N Please take note of the summary. They will be seeing others (hurts I know but in light of what we know about Season 12, we need to get used to it) but Calzona is my end game- always!

Chapter 3

Arizona slowly opened her eyes and smiled at the mess of dark hair sharing her pillow. In that few seconds between slumber and awakening, she thought it was Callie until she fully woke up. She still smiled though, as the tangle of dark locks belonged to her other favourite brunette, Callie's mini me, who had crept into her mama's bed sometime during the night.

Looking at her watch she saw that it was nearly 6:45am. Her alarm clock would blare soon, so she turned to her bedside table and switched it off before it could startle Sofia. Like her Mami, Sofia was at her worst in the mornings and needed to be coaxed gently to wakefulness. Stretching briefly she pulled her little girl closer, burying her face in her hair and planting little kisses on her head. She watched as Sofia's nose scrunched up and her eyes squeezed shut tightly, her defences against the morning coming into place.

"Wakey wakey baby girl" Arizona whispered softly , smiling as Sofia turned her face fully into the pillow and a little hand reached out to push her away.

"Come on Sofia, you need to get up for school" Arizona coaxed, a little louder this time.

Sofia turned her face towards her mother, slowly opening her eyes and blinking, reaching out a hand, this time to pat her mother's cheek and rub it in a repetitive motion. Leaning her face close to the touch Arizona closed her eyes briefly, revelling in this baby like ritual Sofia had yet to grow out of. She rubbed Arizona's face the same way Arizona had seen other kids rub their 'blankies' in a self-soothing manner.

Opening her eyes again, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to her daughter's "Morning baby girl" she greeted, now that Sofia seemed fully awake.

"How come you are in my bed, did you have a bad dream?"

Sofia nodded, still rubbing Arizona's cheek.

"Do you want to tell me about it?"

Shaking her head, Sofia stopped her rubbing action, rolled onto her back and stretched "No mama, I can't remember it anymore"

Seeing that her daughter seemed okay, Arizona sat up and reached for her prosthetic.

"Well why don't you brush your teeth and wash your face, get dressed in your school clothes and I'll make breakfast. How about pancakes?"

Sofia's face lit up at the mention of her favourite breakfast food and she bounced out of bed, heading to her room. Arizona stopped as she passed the mirror in her bedroom, surprised at the smile on her face. She reached up and touched her face, where Sofia had been gently rubbing. She knew she was a much happier person those days Sofia stayed with her. And the days she was with Callie, Arizona's mood become more sombre, she became more introverted and worked more hours. This had to change, she thought, eyeing her reflection. She couldn't exist every other week, just when Sofia was with her. Her therapist had said as much. She needed to start living every day, regardless of whether her daughter was staying with her or not, for her own sake and even for Sofia's. Eventually Sofia would think her mother only existed for her, that she was only happy when she was around. That would be too much pressure, too much of a burden on Sofia and one Arizona was not willing to place on her young shoulders. Widening her smile, popping her dimples she turned her head. She still had it she thought. I can do this for Sofia.

Walking past the hospital reception after dropping Sofia to school, Arizona's steps faltered as she heard a woman ask the receptionist about Doctor Callie Torres. She glanced at the woman and saw a tall red head dressed in uniform. A marine's uniform she recognised. Realising this woman must be part of Callie's vets program, Arizona stopped in front of the elevators and pressed the button. Soon, the uniformed woman was standing beside her. Seeing the uniform reminded Arizona of her father. She had to call her parents. She should invite them to stay. To give them their due, her parents were not pushy and never arrived unannounced for a visit though they often hinted at wanting to see their daughter and granddaughter.

Arizona had visited them only once after the divorce. They were distraught that the marriage had broken up but had never looked to assign blame on Callie. They had known about Arizona's infidelity and the subsequent separation. They couldn't understand why Arizona had done what she did. And she couldn't give them answers because at the time she had no reason for her destructive actions. Now with the divorce ,they just assumed it was something Arizona had done again.

Though they loved her, they knew their daughter was irrevocably changed by the series of losses she'd suffered over the years- her best friend and brother Timothy, Nick, her leg and her miscarriage. They could only look on in sadness as hit after hit landed on their daughter. She was never one to ask for help and though they offered time and again, she told them she was fine. If they, as her parents, couldn't understand her or get through to her, how could they expect Callie to.

But now, with therapy, Arizona recognised the need to have people in her corner. She didn't have to go it alone. Whatever grief she was feeling, over Timothy , about her leg she could only imagine what her parents had suffered too, losing a child and watching another self-destruct. She recognised her selfish behaviour towards her parents, shutting them out of their only living child's life, denying them a close relationship with their only grandchild. She resolved to call them tonight and invite to stay one of the next times she had Sofia.

"It a marine's uniform" a voice said, shaking her out of her thoughts.

Looking up into clear green eyes she realised she had been staring at the uniformed woman.

"Excuse me?" Arizona replied

"You were looking at my uniform, wondering what branch?" the woman asked

"Oh no, sorry" Arizona shook her head, smiling

"I know it's Marine, my brother and father were both marines so they would be horrified if I didn't recognise the uniform" she smiled at the woman. The doors opened and both women waited until the elevator emptied before stepping on.

"Are you here for the Vets project?" Arizona asked, pressing the button for the peds floor and when the redhead nodded at her question, she pressed the button for the orthopaedics floor that housed Callie's project.

"Yes, Major Vivian Emerson" she reached out a hand to Arizona.

Surprised at the abruptness of the gesture Arizona hesitated before taking the woman's hand in a firm hand shake

"Doctor Arizona Robbins" she replied

"After the battleship?" Major Emerson's eyebrows rose

"Yes" Arizona nodded, again in surprise. People usually didn't make the name connection but then again this person was military so maybe not so surprising.

"I am meeting Doctor Torres this morning, Do you know her?" Vivian asked.

Chuckling at the coincidental nature of this conversation, from marines to Callie, Arizona said "She's my ex-wife"

"Oh, OH!" This time Vivian was the one taken aback by the straightforward reply.

The elevator stooped at the ortho floor and before exiting, Vivian turned to Arizona.

"I'm only in town for a couple of days, I don't suppose you would like to have dinner or lunch? I 'd like to know more about you, about your military connections" she asked.

Arizona's mouth opened and closed, at a loss to respond, the invitation so unexpected.

"It's just for some company" Vivian's relaxed smile eased Arizona's discomfort.

Reaching into her purse she pulled out her card and handed it to Vivian.

"I'll be going for lunch in the cafeteria at 1. Why don't you call my cell or have one of the nurses page me if you are free to join me."

Taking the card Vivian gave one last smile before the elevator doors closed.

Arizona leaned back against the wall of the elevator, unsure of what had just happened. Had she just asked someone on a date? It had been so long, she felt rusty. She used to have game, now look at her, not even knowing if this was a date. Was there flirting? Was she even attracted to the woman? Or was this just a way for a friendly visitor to pass the time? Shaking herself, she decided not to overthink it. For now it was just a lunch.

Callie's POV

Callie raised her head from the chart she was working on when she heard the elevator door open. Out stepped a tall attractive red head, dressed impeccably in the green service uniform of the U.S marines. She was used to seeing that uniform as part of her Vets project but this was her first time seeing it on a woman. Any female veterans she had treated wore more casual sweats during their treatment. This must be Major Emerson.

Starting to walk towards the woman to greet her, Callie stopped as the woman turned back to the elevator and reached inside to take a card from the occupant of the elevator. Callie froze as she glimpsed a look into the elevator and spotted her ex-wife, smiling, smiling at this attractive stranger. Turning around before either woman saw her, she bent over the chart, her mind full of jumbled thoughts How did Arizona know this woman? Why were they smiling at each other? When was the last time she saw her wife, ex-wife, smile like that and why did it bother her so much? She wanted Arizona to move on didn't she?

Hearing the door close she took a deep breath and turned around to face this newcomer.

Plastering on the biggest smile she could muster she approached the woman.

"Major Emerson?" she asked, holding out her hand in greeting.

Her handshake was returned and the redhead responded with a confident nod "Doctor Torres, pleasure to meet you. I have been looking forward to this meeting for some time"

At Callie's raised eyebrow, Major Emerson smiled.

"When I was told I was taking over the co-ordination of the veteran rehabilitation programme on the West Coast ,I did as much research on each facility as I could and I have to say your work absolutely fascinated me. The feedback from your patients is pretty phenomenal too"

Callie was pleasantly flattered by the response. Her experience with the officers overseeing this programme on behalf of the military had been limited. While mannerly and courteous, they were usually formal and stiff. Major Emerson oozed warmth and friendliness. Callie would have enjoyed it more if it wasn't for the little niggle of jealousy in the back of her mind, over this woman and her ex-wife.

Deciding to tackle the issue head on, and having no patience to find out from hospital gossip about their connection she asked straight out

"Was that Doctor Robbins I saw you talking to in the elevator" she asked, keeping her tone light and slightly uninterested.

Emerson looked at the beautiful doctor in front of her and hid her smile at the obvious fishing expedition Doctor Torres was on.

"Yes, we met in the elevator. We are meeting for lunch. Is that a problem?" she replied. She had no time for games and was not planning on getting caught up in a love triangle, especially when she would have to be working regularly with Doctor Torres.

"No, no of course not. We are divorced, almost two years now ,so no, not a problem. Doctor Robbins is free to date whoever she wants" Callie rambled

"It's not a date Doctor Torres. We share an interest in the military and got talking in the elevator. It's just lunch" Vivian cut off the ramble then added "for now"

She had noticed the blonde woman straight away and felt an immediate attraction. That she had family in the marines, was named after a battle ship and was a doctor in the hospital she would be visiting for a week every month, quickly added points in her favour. Emerson was definitely interested, and hopeful the lunch would lead to more.

Callie simply nodded, still not happy about this turn of events but realising there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. She had finished a relationship last night. She and Jared had been seeing each other for a couple of months but the 'click' wasn't there and Callie had promised herself she wasn't going to waste time in relationships that weren't working.

Maybe she should re-evaluate her decision not to date women because men were not doing it for her. She just couldn't see herself with any other woman but Arizona. Now that it looked like Arizona was finally back in the dating pool, maybe she really needed to accept they were not getting back together. The surprising part about this thought was that somewhere deep down she obviously just assumed she and Arizona would one day get back together. Was she deliberately picking people she knew she wasn't going to click with? Was she afraid she would meet someone she would 'click' with, knowing that that would be it for her and Arizona. She hadn't been ready to let go after all. Now it was too late, she might not have a choice.