Two rules. They had two rules.

The first one was to always stay confident.

The second one was to never change something about you because another person told you so.

But right now Arizona just couldn't keep their rules. She couldn't keep the rules Tim and she had promised each other.

So, that's how she found herself at home with Olivia, drinking cheap wine and watching some stupid romance movie instead of being in a bar and picking up a hot lady.

Ever since they were rescued from the elevator three days prior, Arizona hid in her home. She'd eat tons of ice cream while watching tv. And when Olivia was done working she'd come around so that Arizona actually had some company. The blonde had told Olivia everything from the evening, being stuck in the elevator, their fight, their way of escaping. Olivia just laughed and said "some people get closer while stuck somewhere but you do the exact opposite."

Only receive she got from Arizona was an annoyed glance.

The blonde didn't found the situation half as funny as Olivia.

"Six hours!" The latina complained at her best friend. Due to their different schedules with surgery, meetings and researches the duo hadn't had much time to actually talk. Like always, Mark told Callie about the Seattle Grace gossip while Callie either talked about work or complained about Arizona.

It left Mark wondering how much time to herself Callie got (or better said took). He knew his best friend. She could be a workaholic, not taking much time off of work. Usually he was there to get her out of her scrubs and into a bar or home. "So what?" He asked, aware of how mad the latina was. "Blondie isn't on fault for the elevator thing. I'm sure she wasn't happy those six hours either."

"On which side are you? You're my best friend! Not Arizonas so stop defending her like that!" The latina yelled into the phone.

"She wasn't at work? All I'm saying is that you hurt her and should tell her you're sorry. I'm not taking either side Cal and you know it."

"She was at work." Yeah, she was at work for like an hour, dropping paperwork on her office and taking new paperwork with her. Then she left. Only to come back ten minutes later with wall paint.

"What are you doing?" The latina had asked. Arizona looked at her with a confused look.

"What does it look like? I don't like the walls so I'm painting them. Not right now obviously but sometime soon."

Callie looked at her in disbelief. "Yeah, that's not gonna happen." She said as she saw the different colors. "Do you plan on painting an Easter basket on the walls?"

The tension between the two of them could've almost been cutten with a scissors. "And here we go with sarcastic comments about the choices I make..." Arizona said with an eye roll. "You know, I'd rather have my office an Easter basket than a bat hole." She said, trying to sound sarcastic but failing. "It's my office, I can do with it whatever I please. I'm a grown woman without the need of your permission." She added.

For a second there was silence. Arizona already thought she'd won their little argument.

"You know, somehow it's my office now too." Callie said, making the blonde turn fully around, facing the other woman.

"Maybe, but you're gone soon anyway." Arizona argued. She definitely couldn't wait to have the office to herself again.

"Exactly, I'm gone soon either way so you can wait just that few months with your wallpainting project." The latina said with an annoyed tone. Whatever it was what made them dislike each other, it was growing with every second the two of them spent together.

"Let me guess, you grew up in a family where all you had to do was to say 'please mommy, please daddy' and you got what you wanted." The blonde said, knowing she crossed lines but not caring at all. Callie looked at her, obviously hurt.

She grew up with money, but back home it wasn't like Arizona had just said it was. Most of her parents attention was on her sister Aria. For some reason Aria was always the golden child. Even tho Callie didn't do anything wrong. She was top of her class every year, a straight-a-student, she played every sport her parents had want her to. She earned her own money as soon as she was old enough.

"Why...do we...do that...again?" The blonde asked between short breaths. Olivia was running a short distance in front of Arizona.

"Because!" The definitely sportier woman answered. "It's good for your health. And it burns calories almost as good as sex does."

"It's not even half as good as sex tho." Arizona complained. She'd never thought she'd miss sitting alone at home while eating ice cream and watching dumb rom-coms. But right now she did. Her feet ached and so did her sides. She felt sweat running down her body. That added to the fact that it started raining just a few minutes prior didn't help to cheer her up.

An hour and a half later Arizona finally arrived at home. Olivia had went home on the way to Arizona's house, which the blonde wouldn't lie about, was a little happy about.

On the doorstep to the blondes front door stood a figure, apparently waiting for her.

"Hello?" She asked, rather going on distance to the person. The mysterious person turned around, revealing a face Arizona would rather not see.

"Hi, finally you're home! I've waited here for almost thirty minutes now!" She said excited.

Arizona was thinking about turning around and running away again but seeing how she was already sighted she decided against it.

"Oh hi Emma. What are you doing here?" The blonde asked with a fake smile. 'please just let me be' she thought.

"Well, I kinda missed you." Emma said as she started to walk towards the blonde. Dangerously close in Arizona's personal space. "So I thought I'd just come by, see what you were up to." Emma continued while slowly running her hand across Arizona's cheek.

Opening here mouth, but not finding the correct words to say, Arizona tried to wiggle herself out of Emma's touch. "You know, I just came back from a run. I'm all sweaty and dirty. Maybe another time." Arizona said smiling, already knowing there wouldn't be a 'next time'.

But Arizona was a people pleaser. She couldn't say no, even if it meant that it was affecting her freedom and/or happiness. Tho, for some reason it was something else with Callie. Does it has to mean anything that she wouldn't do everything for the latina? Why was she thinking about Callie right now anyway, when there was another woman practically throwing herself on her, nonverbally begging her for sex?

A set of lips ripped her out of her thoughts. And while still kissing, Arizona changed her mind. She run her tongue over Emma's bottom lip, asking for entrance which she was gladly granted. They kissed with hunger and desire while walking towards the door. Emma quietly moaned as she was pushed against the door. Arizona broke their kiss and started kissing Emma's jaw line, down to her neck. She felt Arizona's leg between her own, meeting her core. "Inside!" She moaned out.

An hour later they crashed together on Arizonas bed, after each of them having at least four orgasms. They had started out in the hallway, later on in the shower and now had spent the past twenty minutes in the bedroom. To say that Arizona was exhausted was an understatement and she was sure she'd be sore tomorrow in the morning.

The latina glanced annoyed on the now colored wall in their office. The pinkish color did ruin the whole office. Where before was just a dark green wall, is now painted pink with different colored butterflies on top. The latina had wondered when Arizona had done that. Bit before she could do anything more, the office door got ripped open, Arizona entering the office, letting her stuff fall on her tidy table, grabbing her lab coat and running out again while twirling her hair in a bun.

Those few seconds were the most amount of time Callie had seen her in a few days. Must be an emergency she had thought.

"We need to page Ortho!" Arizona yelled through her OR. "Page Torres, she's the best we have in this hospital!" And the only chance of this little boy to ever walk again. But Arizona didn't say the last part out loud. She didn't allow herself to compliment Callie before that boy didn't walk again, or had the chances of walking.

"I've been paged, what is it?" Callie asked conserved as she enters the OR.

"Six year old boy, climbed a tree and fell from seven meters, hit his right leg on the curb." A nurse handed Callie the scans while Arizona was explaining the case to her coworker. "Please tell me you can make him walk again." She then almost desperately begged Callie.

They catched eye contact, talking with them without even one person in the room understanding their silent conversation.

Taking a deep breath, Callie looked Arizona in the eyes, knowing she will try it. "I'm not gonna promise you anything but I'll try."

Arizona nodded. "thank you" she whispered as she watched Callie get in her gown. They started to work in comfortable silence until a nurse asked if she should put the music back on, which Arizona agreed to.

"Music?" Callie had asked amused. At first she was sceptical about it but now, listening to Like A Virgin by Madonna, she actually thought it was a good way to break the silence and not have to have an awkward conversation with either one of the nurses, the interns, or worse, Arizona.

They kept working until around an hour later, when Arizona asked Callie how it was going.

"It's looking good. I managed to fix most of it but it definitely will take another hour or so to fix the rest." Callie explained, not looking up to Arizona.

"Ok." The blonde breathed out. "I'm about done here. I'll start the paperwork." She added as she steeped away from the patient. "If anything happens page me." And with that she took off and left the OR.

Arriving in her office, Arizona started paperwork. Lately she was drowning in it. She had several cases of premature babies that needed to be kept in the womb. Arizona had post two of them, saved one due to an emergency surgery and was successful in another eight cases.

But looking around in her office, something seemed off. Like something was missing, but she couldn't figure out what it was. Shrugging it off, she plugged in her earplugs and started with the paperwork.

Like Callie had said, she was done after about ninety minutes after Arizona had left. As she entered the office, her work partner sat in her chair, earbuds covering her ears. Her hair was braided which Callie was sure, wasn't like that when they had operated together. She walked right in front of Arizona, so that the blonde woman would notice her. And it didn't even took her two seconds before her earbuds were out of Arizonas ears. "How is he? Did you already informed the parents?" Arizona asked, standing up and getting ready to tell them.

"They already got informed. They told me that you had told them everything about the surgery they needed to know." Callie said. "He is fine. It's gonna be a long way of recovery for him but he should be fine." She added. After a few seconds of silence, Callie looked up from the paperwork in her hands and saw a little smile on Arizonas lips. The blonde woman sat down again, still not saying a word.

"Hey uhm, why don't we make the paperwork for his case together? We were both operating and I just think it would go faster." Callie proposed.

"Uh sure, why not?" Arizona replied. "But maybe not now, I'm currently trying to work my way through my fetal cases." She kindly added. Callie agreed, saying that whenever Arizona is ready they could start.

Half an hour later Callie looked up at Arizona. She was finally done with her paperwork except the case of the young boy. "How do you take your coffee? I'm heading out to get some late lunch." Callie offered, pulling Arizona out of her thoughts.

"Depends." The blonde answered truthfully. If you plan on getting lunch here then I take my coffee with much milk and much sugar. I advise you to go to Laurens. It's right around the corner and everything tastes better there than here and it's cheaper." Arizona said, only looking up for a few seconds.

"Is it this cafe around the corner from the hospital?" Callie asked. Arizona nodded and turned her focus back to her paperwork.

Ten minutes later, Callie entered their office again. "You didn't tell me how you take your coffee. Good thing Lauren knew how you like it." Placing the cup on Arizonas desk with a pink donut with sprinkles on top.

Arizona looked up, smiling her 'Robbins-Dimple-Smile'. "Thank you, you didn't needed to that." She said. "I mean not that I'm complaining, but why?" She then proceeded to ask.

"Listen, what I said the other in the elevator, I'm truly sorry. I tend to say inappropriate stuff when I'm angry or annoyed, or both. And you're right. I do have a little anger problem and I already found myself a therapist." Callie apologized. Arizona looked up at her.

"I'm happy you did find yourself a therapist. Thank you for telling me. And I'm sorry too. I too said inappropriate things. I didn't mean to call you child." Arizona said as she stood up and round the desk. "Truce?"

"Truce!"

The two women shook their pinky fingers. Arizonas doing, Callie could've waived it.

"How about we start the paperwork?" Arizona asked Callie, which agreed to do it now.

They got on the sofa and made their paperwork next to each other in almost silence. Sometimes they asked for some details but all in all it was quiet in their office.

That was until the sound of Callie's phone broke the silence. "It's my sister, I'll quickly answer it." She said pointing at her phone while standing up.

"Hola Aria? ¿Qué pasa?" She asked.

"Espera, espera un segundo. Le preguntaré a mi colega".

"Arizona, you're a fetal surgeon too, right?"

Arizona nodded.

"Do I ask for too much to look over the scans of my sister's pregnancy? Her doctor said something wasn't right with the baby and she is only five months pregnant."

"Is she on the phone?" Callie nodded. "Put her on speaker please." Motioning for Callie to give her the phone.

"Does she speak English?" Callie just nodded, handing Arizona her phone. She watched in awe how Arizona started talking to her sister. She could see that the other woman was trying to figure out how to help her sister.

Around thirty minutes later, Arizona handed Callie her phone back. "It's a procedure I've done a handful of times. It's not something hard or risky but if we don't do it soon the baby won't survive. We need her here, need to operate and I'd like for her to stay here until the baby is born. I need the scans and every test that was made asap. It's just a suggestion but if she's up to it and you're up to it, I'd like to deliver the baby myself to get it to the peds ward and do some more tests. The baby has, after the test results that she told me, an unusual defect. I'll get in contact with Dr. Anna Warlington, Arias current doctor." Arizona informed the latina.

"Why do I need to be okay with you delivering her baby?" She asked.

"Because you're her emergency contact. If something happens while she is still under anesthesia it's your decision how I'm supposed to keep working." Callie sat down, thinking. This all was happening too fast for her. She had found out she was gonna be an aunt just a month ago and now the baby was already in danger. She covered her eyes with her hands, needing time to think about everything.

"Calliope?" Arizona pulled her out of her thoughts. The blonde woman sat down next to Callie. "I'm good in what I do and when it calmes you down I'll show you some video tapes of me performing it." She said with a soft voice. Arizona put her hand on Callie's back while softly caressing it. "It's gonna be alright." She soothed, not quite knowing who she smoothed, Callie or herself.

Callie melted into the touch of the blonde, not allowing herself to let the tears falling. "Will you be able to fix it?"

"The main problem definitely. But I have a theory and if I'm right about it then I can't fix everything. If your niece or nephew has the syndrome I'm assuming, then there can be complications leading to disabilities, mentally and physically. But the chance of that happening is a little less then the chance of it not happening."

Callie nodded taking in every word Arizona was saying. She was thankful for Arizona for telling her the truth.

Arizona shifted so that she sat opposite of Callie. "I promise you to do everything in my power to deliver her baby healthy." She almost whispered to Callie. After receiving a nod from the woman opposite from her, Arizona got up and got the donut Callie was giving her earlier. "Here. When I'm sad I usually eat them. They work magic. I promise you." She said, giving the donut to Callie.

Callie looked at her smiling for the first time after the phone call with Aria. She took the donut and ripped it into two pieces and gave Arizona the bigger one.

"Thank you." Callie whispered.

Arizona replied smiling. "You're welcome."

Heyy so it's been a while... sorry for that! if you have requests feel free to dm me! i also wanted to say thank you for all the comments and votes on this and on my other story! What do you think of Callie and Arizona calling Truce? They'll have to talk through that later definitely.

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