When Meredith Grey heard the knock on her front door, she started to call out for Sofia to tell her to gather her things until she saw the state Callie was in as soon as she opened the door. Stepping out onto the porch, she closed the door behind her and declared, "Jesus Torres, you look like shit. Have you been drinking?" Callie ran her hand through her hair and snorted, "God I wish." She then took out her phone, clicked on the camera to see for herself and noticed what makeup she hadn't cried off was smeared around her bloodshot eyes and her cheeks were red and blotchy. The blonde suggested, come sit on the swing with me. Callie nodded and followed, then sat quietly, her mind still a jumbled mess from her conversation with Arizona. Though things ended on a better note, after she left her ex-wife's house, their entire conversation kept replaying through her mind and she really had no recollection of even driving to her friend's house. Meredith studied the brunette's face and asked, "What happened?" Still not wanting to reveal her conversation with her ex-wife, the brunette told a half-truth, "While I was thinking today, I came to a lot of hard realizations about myself, things I never stopped to consider before. Some of the things you said and ah, other people have told me recently, just really made me open my eyes and I didn't like what I saw." Meredith nodded in understanding, she hated to see her friend in this state, but she also hated to see her as unhappy and stuck in the same patterns as she had been in for years.

Reaching out, she tapped her leg and asked, "What can I do? What do you need?" Callie shook her head and replied, "I don't really know. Nothing I guess. I mean, this is something I need to do on my own." The blonde thought for a minute and wasn't sure how her friend would take her advice, but suggested, "I don't know how you'll feel about this, but I have a thought." Callie sighed, closed her eyes, and responded, "I'm not sure I can take any more hits today Mer." The other woman shook her head and offered, "No, it's not bad it's just…after I lost Derek I started seeing a therapist and…" "Ha! Um, I'm pretty sure going to a therapist is how I found myself walking out on my wife," Callie said sarcastically. Meredith sighed and decided she couldn't stay quiet and argued, "No Cal, not listening to or being open with the therapist or Arizona is how you ended up walking out on your wife." Callie leaned forward, rested her knees on her elbows, put her head in her hands, and squeezed her temples as if that would make her brain stop spinning. Though the words cut through her already wounded heart like a knife, a very large part of her knew her friend was right; from their very first meeting with Dr. Dawson, actually long before it, she was closed off and convinced nothing would help them get out of their vicious cycle. She was certain she was right and Arizona was wrong about everything.

After a few minutes of silence, the general surgeon feared she had pissed her friend off and started, "Look Torres, I'm sorry I said…" Callie turned her head to look at the blonde and interjected, "No, you're right. I mean, that's what I'm figuring out now, right? But how will now be any different than before?" Meredith sat back against the arm of the swing, lifted her feet up to rest on the space between them, and answered, "Because now you are ready to make changes, now you are ready to break the cycle, now you're listening to other people's opinions and taking them to heart." The brunette nodded but kept quiet and the blonde continued, "I'd suggest seeing someone outside of the hospital though. You need someone who can be objective. I'll send you Dr. Carr's information. He's good. No one needs to know your business and everyone in the hospital already does." Callie laughed and recalled, "I once told Arizona we were like the Lesbian Housewives of Seattle, M.D." Meredith let out a bark of laughter and replied, "I was thinking more like The Gays of Our Lives, but yours is better." Callie winced and said, "Ouch! Thanks Grey." The blonde smirked, smacked her friend on the back and declared, "Anytime."

Meredith stood up and offered, "Look, you're in no shape to worry about Sofia tonight, I can tell there's still something mulling around in that brain of yours and she certainly doesn't need to see you like this. I'll go in and tell her you were called into work and they get to have a slumber party." Callie stood up as well, thought about the offer for a minute and realized she really needed time to think about everything that happened today and replied, "If you're sure it's no problem, I'd really appreciate that. Just call me in the morning and I'll pick her up." Meredith suggested, "I have to be in at noon, I'll drop her off at 11:30 am." Callie nodded, thanked the other woman again, then made her way to her car. After finding an upbeat playlist to try to take her mind off things for a few minutes, she pulled out of the driveway and headed home.

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When Callie walked into her house, the silence was overwhelming and all of the thoughts and feelings from earlier flooded her mind once again. Deciding she desperately needed a drink, she went to the kitchen, poured herself a glass of red wine and leaned against the end of the counter. Taking a sip, she sighed as the fruity liquid lingered on her tongue and she tried to will her body to relax. It only tensed even more as she lowered the glass and she found herself staring at the dining room table and her mind instantly took her back to that night. A night she clung to, relived over and over in her memories for months. A night she tried to block for the better part of the past year. A night that now haunted her because she knew Arizona's point of view, her feelings about that night, about the entire thirty days before that night.

Unconsciously, her hand raised to her chest to fiddle with a necklace that was no longer there. She could almost see Arizona sitting at the table with a Jell-o mold in front of her, practicing for a surgery. She could remember standing behind her being so torn, her heart was filled with so much love for this woman, she knew she would never find a love like she had with Arizona and she wanted them to work so badly, but she also knew they weren't working and wondered if they would ever have the connection, the intimacy they once had, if they could ever let go of the anger and the hurt they carried with them. She was almost certain she knew what she had to do at their session tomorrow, or maybe what Arizona would do, she had no idea what her wife was thinking at this point. When Arizona reached her hand back to massage her own neck, it only drew her attention to how sexy her wife was, how she craved her body, her touch, how she was certain she needed her even if this was their final goodbye, she would say with her words and her body, everything she hadn't been able to say in the light of day for years. After her initial protest, Arizona gave in and she was right today when she said they hadn't connected like that in years and she had told her she loved her, repeatedly, and she meant it with every fiber of her being. As much as she hated to admit it, as ashamed as she was now because it brought Arizona so much more pain, she did know she was saying goodbye.

Shaking her head to rid herself of the memory, her mind only took her to Dr. Dawson's office and she replayed Arizona's words in her mind and for the first time finally heard them. Finally understood that Arizona had been thinking and analyzing and trying to better herself for both of them. She had watched her wife work and struggle, heard her being yelled at and chastised, found her more than once sleeping with a book on her chest, heard her crying at night. She herself threw herself into her work, went out and drank with Grey, complained about the break, whined about missing sex, even took pleasure in the fact that Arizona was jealous, but rarely did she stop to reflect, stop to think about what the break was actually about, what they were supposed to be doing during that time. She closed her eyes and recalled Mer's words from earlier, it was true, she didn't listen to what Arizona or the therapist had to say, she cut them off at every turn, she was angry about the break, she was closed off and fought the entire experience.

She took another drink of her wine and for the first time it all came together. She now understood why Arizona came home when she wasn't there and took some of her things, why she spent the night in the hospital, why she wouldn't even look her in the eye when she confronted her about it and told her she didn't want to suffocate her, why she saw very little of her for months afterward, she even insisted on picking up and dropping off Sofia at the hospital daycare. It was all because she was hurt and humiliated and couldn't even bear to face her. It was because Arizona thought they were getting back together, planned to propose again, and she walked out. Callie snorted, gulped down the rest of her wine, looked at the bottle and though she wanted another glass, knew that she could quickly down the whole thing and the only thing that would do is help her run from her problems, from the reality she needed to face.

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Wednesday afternoon, Arizona found herself staring into the shocked face of her therapist and almost wanted to laugh. She could swear this was the first time she had ever seen the woman speechless. After watching her open and close her mouth a couple of times like a fish out of water, the blonde nervously bit her cheek then ordered, "Well, say something already." The former Lieutenant General blinked her eyes, shook her head, and replied, "Wow! That's a lot of information to process." Arizona stood up, started pacing the room, threw her hands in the air and declared, "I know right? I just…once I started talking, I couldn't stop and it all flew out of my mouth, just like in the x-ray room." Ginnie nodded and explained, "You've kept all of this bottled up for a long time. I'm really not surprised that it's all coming out now." Arizona turned to her and proclaimed, "I don't understand why though, like why am I letting it all out now? I mean when I tried in the past to talk to her about things, it's like it went in one ear and out the other, or she would tell me I didn't really feel that way, or she would just counter it with something I did that made her feel worse. Honestly, I kept expecting any one of those to happen." The therapist nodded and asked, "Then why did you even agree to talk to her?" Arizona snorted and was caught slightly off guard by the question.

The blonde sat down, brought her right leg up, wrapped her arms around it, rested her chin on her knee and explained, "When she first approached me and asked me if we could talk about things and clear the air, I basically said no. I told her so much time had passed and it didn't matter. When I watched her face drop and she didn't argue and asked me to reconsider, I realized she had changed, or was trying to. Then when she picked Sofia up last Friday, she told me she was still stuck, she was still the same person she was two years ago and she didn't do what she said she was going to do when she left me. Something inside of me told me she really was ready to not just talk but to listen, so I told her we could talk." Ginnie nodded and asked, "So how are things between you now?" The blonde blushed, ran her hand through her hair and admitted, "She left on a good note, but um…I've kind of been avoiding her, well not really avoiding her, but staying on my own floor and eating in my office and…" "Avoiding her," the therapist stated flatly. Arizona nodded and sighed out, "Yeah. I guess I'm just, I'm a little embarrassed and I don't know what to say. I feel like things will be awkward now." The older woman chuckled and quipped, "Because they weren't before." Arizona shook her head and laughed, "Right." Ginnie looked at the time and declared, "Time's up for the day. I'll see you next Wednesday. Talk to her and I don't mean during a pickup or drop off. Make an effort to seek her out and have a normal adult conversation." The blonde took a deep breath, exhaled, then agreed, "Okay, I can do that. I'll see you next week."

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Callie was in her lab preparing a titanium rod for a femur replacement when Dr. Owen Hunt walked in. She immediately regretted looking up because she knew from the expression on his face that he was about to ask her a favor. Sighing she asked, "What do you need Hunt?" The trauma surgeon scratched at the stubble on his face and answered, "I need you to reconsider your participation in the robotic li…" "No." Callie stated flatly cutting him off before he could even finish his sentence. Owen sighed and admitted, "Look Torres, I know I gave you a hard time and I reacted badly." Callie snorted and muttered, "That's the understatement of the year. You forced me to build up the hopes of young men who fought for our country Owen, I almost lost a guy trying to fix him under your orders. That was my project. Mine. One I started for a person who didn't even want it. One that got Derek Shephard killed because he was travelling back from D.C. because of our sensors. Just no." The older man sighed and explained, "Torres, there are millions of dollars left over from your grant that is about to expire. The Vet Center has procured even more funds and many of those former soldiers are using less than adequate prosthetics that are causing them pain and doing more harm than good. I get your hesitation, I do. I'll remove myself completely from the picture. I haven't promised anyone anything other than to tell the director that I'd talk to you. Just, please, think about it." Callie lowered her head, closed her eyes, and knew she'd dropped out for selfish reasons. She looked up to tell him she'd think about it when both of their pagers went off and the trauma surgeon snapped to attention and exclaimed, "911 to the pit." Callie grabbed her white coat and they both took off running down the hall.

When they reached the E.R., the ambulance hadn't yet arrived so they quickly donned their yellow gowns and gloves and ran outside to wait with Amelia, Meredith, and Maggie. As soon as the truck arrived, the E.M.T. started hollering out stats and informed them, "29 year old female, unconscious at the scene, coded once on the way here, from what we could tell she wasn't wearing her seatbelt, went through the windshield, open head wound, multiple broken bones, possible internal bleeding, MVC, driver of both vehicles DOA. Owen had already started pushing the gurney toward the doors when he called out, "Get her into trauma 1, let's see what we're looking at." While everyone was calling out orders for what they needed, Callie was trying to determine which bones were broken. She directed an intern to cut off the patient's pants and turned to get the doppler to see if there was sufficient blood flow in both legs. When she turned around, it only took one glance to see the young woman's pelvis was broken and nearly caved in, though she saw some bloating. She called out, "Shit, her pelvic bone is crushed and based on the swelling, I think there is definitely internal bleeding, hand me the ultrasound."

As soon as the ultrasound was pushed in her direction, Callie quickly squeezed the gel on the woman's abdomen and could see not only the pieces of bones, but she saw that it was quickly filling with blood. When she moved the wand lower, she heard a sound that shouldn't be there and hollered out, "Everybody shut up!" The room went quiet at her commanding tone and watched as she turned up the volume on the ultrasound. They were all further shocked when they heard a weak but steady heartbeat and as she continued to move the wand, a tiny little spine appeared and she ordered, "Page Dr. Robbins NOW!" The intern started to argue, "She's not in tod…" Callie cut him off, "I don't care if she's on the fucking moon! Get her in here now!" He scurried out of the room to do as he was told and Callie looked around the room to see everyone staring at her. Without hesitation, she asked, "What have we given her? Does anything need to be reversed?" Owen shook his head and answered, "Just blood so far, I think everyone is still doing their initial evaluation, but we have to move quickly Torres." Callie nodded in agreement and the trauma surgeon commanded, "Let's get her down to O.R., start the scans, do what we can and hope Robbins is close."

As soon as they got the patient to the O.R., she coded and Maggie tried to shock her and determined she needed to open her up. As soon as she made the incision, she called for Callie, who had made it her job to keep her focus on the fetus. They had tried to hook up the fetal monitor but there was too much blood and couldn't get a good reading. Callie hesitated for half a second before Meredith took the wand and whispered, "I got it, go." When she moved to the chest, she understood the cardio surgeon's dilemma. Several of the ribs were fractured and if she used the rib spreader to get to the heart, she risked puncturing the heart or the lungs. Knowing they had no time to lose and she could easily fix the ribs, she called for a bone saw and cut those that were blocking Maggie's path to the heart out of the way. She carefully placed the pieces she removed onto a sterile tray, had a nurse cover them, then sent another for pins so she could put them back in place. Maggie was able to start the heart once again, however the fetal heartbeat seemed to weaken in the process.

As soon as Callie took her post at the ultrasound once again, Arizona rushed through the door, scrubbed in and ready to go, asking, "What do we have?" Callie filled her in on what they knew and added, "We had no idea she was even pregnant, let alone how far along she is. I found the baby by accident when I saw her crushed pelvis and mistook the swelling for internal bleeding which is also present. That's why there's no fetal monitor, there was too much blood to get a reading." Arizona nodded and asked, "Has anyone tried to get her records?" Owen responded, "Kepner is on it now, but so far no luck." Arizona took a deep breath; she knew everyone was waiting for her to make a decision before they did more than what was necessary to keep both the mother and baby alive. She quickly looked at the scans and the ultrasound, knowing time was of the essence then looked at the two surgeons next to her and declared, "Okay, we need to open her up, Grey, get as much of that blood out of the way as quickly as you can. Callie, I'm going to locate the placenta with the ultrasound then you do your magic as long as you don't puncture the amniotic sac or the placenta." She then looked up to the others and advised, "You can all do what you need to do, just no heparin and don't go over the recommended doses of any other medications." Everyone quickly got to work on their respective specialties.

Arizona made the incision where they could all work with the least risk of rupturing the amniotic sac or harming the fetus. Meredith suctioned the blood as quickly as she could. When Arizona put the wand down on the amniotic sac to find the placenta, she watched as it caved in and her heart sank along with it. This is one of those situations where she had to make a split second decision and at this point, even without knowing the gestational age of the baby, there was only one choice to make. Looking up, she ordered the nurse, "Get me an incubator now." Callie and Meredith looked up at her and she explained, "There's a tear in the amniotic sac. Some of that isn't blood, it's amniotic fluid." Meredith looked at her and asked, "What are you going to do?" Without answering, the fetal surgeon held out her hand and demanded, "10 blade." While still trying to focus on her own task, moving as much of the bone out of the way as possible, Callie watched while Arizona cut into the sac, reached in and pulled out a very tiny baby. Arizona was only focused on the teeny tiny human in her hands and called out, "Someone clamp and cut the cord please." Without thinking, Callie completed the task and watched Arizona walk away with the little baby.

Arizona lay the tiny baby down on the warming table and for the first time, noticed it was a boy. She cleared his airway, started CPR, and when that didn't work, asked for an intubation tube. She continued suction and listening to the baby's heart while calling out, "Push 9 cc's of LR, .05 cc's of epi, and .5 of bicarb. After what felt like forever, but was only a few seconds, she nearly cried in relief, "I have a heartbeat." Owen and Meredith looked at each other, recognizing that statement immediately, then they both glanced in the direction of the fetal surgeon then the ortho surgeon and returned to their tasks. Callie didn't miss the knowing looks, but had no idea what they were about, put her head down and kept collecting as many of the larger bone shards as she could. Meredith carefully removed both the placenta and the sac and started trying to find the source of the bleed. She quickly located the bone fragment sticking out of the patient's liver and muttered, "This must be what ruptured the sac."

While everyone worked as quickly and calmly as they could, the patient coded again. Maggie shocked the heart to no avail, tried manual heart massage, did everything she could to restart the patient's heart but it was no use. Finally Owen grabbed her hands and said softly, "Pierce, she's gone." The cardio surgeon argued, "She can't be gone. She has a new baby, her husband just died. The baby…the baby has no one." All of the surgeons stopped what they were doing except Arizona, who was so focused on the baby's welfare that she blocked out the goings-on in the rest of the room. Once the baby was stable, he weighed in at 1 pound and 8 ounces and was just barely 13 inches long." She inserted a feeding tube, an IV, and wrapped him up nice and tight, then placed him in an incubator and asked the nurse to take him up to NICU and informed her she'd be up as soon as she could.

When Arizona turned around, she finally realized everyone had stopped working and the machines were turned off. Her eyes filled with tears for the orphaned child and the unnamed woman. Walking closer, she noticed for the first time the woman had dark hair, thought of the little baby, his size, the little tuft of black hair on his own head, and the image of one of the worst days of her life flashed before her eyes and she knew all too well, that day could have ended very much like this one. She knew if it had, she wouldn't have had her wife, no matter how badly their marriage ended, nor her daughter, who was her whole world. Without saying a word, she quickly walked out of the room, not bothering to remove her gown or even stop to scrub out.

Callie stared after her, wondering what the hell just happened. She watched as the nurses walked past her with the very tiny baby in the incubator and immediately thought that Sofia was once that small. She looked back at her colleagues, then at the woman on the table, noticed her dark hair and olive colored skin, then heard, "She said the same thing that day. When Fields and Karev couldn't get Sofia's heart started, she stepped in, told them to move, did what she does, and within seconds, Sofia took her first breath. We all sighed in relief when she cried 'I have a heartbeat' and your heart started beating again too. Callie looked at Meredith for a moment longer, she'd always known it was Arizona who started Sofia's heart, but she didn't know how it happened or any of the details. Very much like her ex-wife, without saying a word, she took off out the door without bothering to scrub out or even remove her gown.

Without having to think about it, Callie knew exactly where Arizona went, hopped on the elevator, pushed the button for the fifth floor, and ran down the hall, skidding to a halt several feet away when she saw Arizona standing at the door of the daycare holding Sofia in her arms. She watched as her ex-wife ran her fingers through their daughter's hair, said something that made her giggle, pulled her close and kissed her on the forehead. She smiled when Sofia rubbed their noses together and tried to blow a raspberry on Arizona's cheek, watching her dimples pop at the little girl's silliness. Arizona said something else to her which made her eyes twinkle with excitement, then put her down and walked her inside to sign her out. When the two walked toward her, the blonde blushed slightly, and said, "Hey." Callie couldn't help but notice the sadness that still lingered in her eyes from losing the patient and returned, "Hi." Arizona cleared her throat and explained, "We were heading down to the cafeteria, it's pizza day." She paused for just a brief moment then asked, "Do you want to join us?" Both shocked and pleased by the invitation, Callie couldn't hold back her mega-watt smile and replied, "Sure, I'd love to." Sofia let go of Arizona's hand, jumped in the air, started clapping, and exclaimed, "Yay! We've never had lunch together before." Arizona and Callie both looked at each other, almost in shame. They'd eaten as a family hundreds of times together, their daughter was just too young to remember.

Rather than correct her or comment on why, Callie took her hand and replied, "Well, we will just have to fix that, won't we?" Sofia took Arizona's hand with her free hand, looked up at her and asked, "Really? Can we?" Arizona smiled at her daughter, then at Callie and answered, "Of course we can sweetheart." Once they got their lunch and were seated, Callie asked, "So what's going on in the world of daycare today?" For the next ten minutes, Sofia filled her mothers in on all the daycare drama, including how Bobby got a craft bead stuck up his nose and uncle Alex had to come get it out. Arizona laughed out loud and proclaimed, "Oh I'm sure he loved that." Sofia shook her head and said in her most serious tone, "He was grumpy and told all of us to keep crap out of our noses and ears and any other holes in our bodies." Callie snorted and stated, "Only Karev." The three continued to laugh and talk until their lunch was finished and as they started to clean up, Arizona's pager went off. When she looked down, she saw that it was 911 to NICU and her face dropped. She looked at Callie and said, "NICU." That's all the other surgeon needed to know and she quickly instructed, "Go! Go! I'll get her back to daycare." Arizona took off running as best as she could and slipped into an elevator just in time.

Callie watched her go then turned her attention back to the table and started gathering the trays. She stopped when Sofia exclaimed, "That was fun! I like being with you and mommy." Callie smiled, a little surprised herself by what a good time they had together, how easily the conversation flowed, and replied, "That was fun. Maybe we can talk mommy into going out for ice cream with us before I drop you off Friday. Sofia smiled brightly and Callie couldn't help but think how her little dimples reminded her so much of Arizona and for the first time in a long time, that thought didn't make her just a little bit sad. After dumping their trays, Sofia took Callie's hand and skipped along beside her then asked, "Why were people looking at us while we were eating?" Callie hadn't missed the curious glances and could only imagine the rumors that would be floating around the hospital, but she and Arizona were both used to it and honestly they'd both had far worse things said about them. She looked down at her daughter and replied, "Because everyone was looking at the most beautiful little girl in the world, wishing she was their daughter." Apparently that was a good enough answer, because Sofia giggled and continued to happily skip along.

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When Arizona got to the NICU, she saw that Alex had beat her there and he informed her, "Just a little fluid in his lungs, I think I got it. He's doing much better now." Arizona let out the breath she had been holding and asked, "Did April find out any information about the parents or family?" Alex nodded and answered, "She's over there waiting to talk to you." Arizona looked up to the woman she considered her best friend. They'd just started speaking again after she crossed the line and told Jackson, April's ex-husband that she was pregnant. Gathering her nerves, she stepped into the hall and walked to the nurse's station, surprised when the red head reached out, grabbed her hand and asked, "Are you okay?" Arizona furrowed her brow in confusion for just a moment, remembered why she was upset earlier, then nodded and admitted, "I had a rough time for a few minutes. There were a lot of similarities and a few memories came rushing back. But I had lunch with Sofia and I'm good now. Thanks for asking. What did you find out about the little guy in there?" April shook her head and replied, "Nothing good, dad's name was Jeffery Houseman. His father died when he was young and his mom died of Cancer earlier this year. No siblings. Mom's name was Rosalinda, Rosa for short, Houseman, maiden name Guterez. She was raised by her grandmother because her father is in prison for life for murdering her mother. We contacted the grandmother who is in an assisted living facility and her caretaker explained she's 74 and has Sundowners Syndrome." Arizona rubbed her hand over her face and clarified, "So he has no one." April shook her head and answered, "I'm afraid not." Arizona sighed, nodded her head and offered, "Okay, I'll contact Child Protective Services. Thanks Kepner." The younger woman nodded, started to walk away then turned around and offered, "If you ah…if you need to talk. I'm here." Arizona smiled and responded, "Same goes."

After making her call to CPS, the fetal surgeon washed her hands, put on a pink gown and gloves, then went to the nameless baby's incubator to check him over. She pulled up a stool, put her hands through the holes in the sides of the plastic crib, caressed his little head with two fingers while holding his tiny fingers in her other hand. She started talking softly, "Hey little guy. I wonder if your parents had a name picked out for you yet. I'm sure if they did, it was something strong and meaningful. We'll have to think about a name for you, one that will honor your roots and make your parents proud. I know this is a rough way to start your life, not just as a doctor, but as a mommy. When my daughter Sofia was born, she was even smaller than you, but man was she beautiful and she was so, so strong. She fought so hard to live and she grew so fast. She's five now and you would never know she started her life the same way you did. So you just hold on, you fight and I promise you will grow to be big and strong too. You're going to be staying with me for a few months, but during that time, there will be a nice lady looking for a great couple to be your parents. I'm sure the moment they see you, they will fall in love with you. That's what happened to me. I was already in love with my daughter before I saw her, but when she was born and I touched her for the first time, even if I was trying to bring her to life like I did with you today, I just felt this instant connection, like she was a part of me, even though I didn't give birth to her and I didn't help conceive her. She was still mine. You'll find those parents too. You'll find parents who don't care about where you came from or whose blood runs through your veins, because you'll own their hearts." By the time she was finished speaking, Arizona didn't realize she had tears running down her cheeks. Neither did she know she had an audience of one with tears running down her own cheeks.

After dropping Sofia off at daycare, Callie ran into Owen and told him she would resume her work on the robotic limbs under the condition that he not involve himself nor talk about the project with anyone at the hospital nor the Vet Center. He quickly agreed, handed over his contacts for the Vet Center and thanked her profusely. After that, something compelled her to go to the NICU. She told herself it was to check on the baby, but even she didn't believe that lie. Once she stepped inside and put on a pink gown, she heard Arizona talking to the baby and decided not to interrupt what sounded like a deep one sided conversation. As the blonde continued talking about how she felt when Sofia was born, Callie couldn't help but remember her words from Saturday when she said even after their daughter was born, the fact that she initially didn't want children was repeatedly thrown in her face. Callie closed her eyes and recalled how many times she used that argument and wondered why she did that. What caused her to keep bringing up things from years ago that no longer had any relevance? Snapping out of her thoughts, she heard her ex-wife say her last few sentences and felt the hot tears running down her cheeks as she realized the truth in her words. She didn't give birth to Sofia and took no part in her conception, hell her conception almost broke her, yet she loved their daughter with everything she had.

Hearing a sniffle behind her, Arizona turned her head to see Callie standing by the door in a pink gown. Based on the tears in her eyes, she'd heard everything she said, or at least the last part. At any other time, she may have been embarrassed being caught talking to the babies, but when it came to how she felt about her daughter, she was never ashamed. Nodding her head in the direction of the baby, she quietly invited, "You can come see him." Callie smiled softly and stated, "It's a boy, I never asked." Arizona nodded and replied, "One pound eight ounces, just a little bit bigger than Sof." She took one of her hands out so Callie could reach in, knowing she was dying to touch the little baby. Callie nearly melted when his tiny fingers curved around hers and she asked, "What was the emergency? Is he okay now?" Arizona answered, "Karev beat me to it. He had some fluid on his lungs, but he sounds good now."

Callie looked at her ex-wife and though she already knew the answer she asked anyway, "Are you staying with him tonight?" Arizona raised her eyebrows, gave her a 'what do you think' look and Callie shook her head and laughed, "I was pretty certain you were. I just wanted to make sure. Do you want me to bring you anything? I get off at 5:00 pm. I can stop at that burger place around the corner that you like and get you a strawberry shake." Arizona pursed her lips, the offer was too good to pass up and she asked, "Are you sure you wouldn't mind?" Callie smiled and responded, "I wouldn't have offered if it was a problem Arizona." The blonde smiled and replied, "I'd like that, thank you." Callie nodded and both women turned their attention back to the tiny little human, each wondering if it was their conversation from Saturday or the memories the birth of this baby conjured up for each of them that made things feel just a little easier between them.