Amelia was in Seattle to see Derek. Derek whom she hadn't talked to in a years. Derek who had been shot. Derek who was less than happy to see her. Even when she brought him a tumour. Amelia had been prepared for that though. She'd been prepared for him to shun and ignore her. Amelia hadn't been prepared for a skating, blonde paediatric surgeon to cross her path.

Arizona.

Amelia had fought to apologise to Arizona for months, but it seems that as quickly as they'd fallen together, the blonde had seemed to find a way to avoid her. Amelia had cried for weeks for screwing up with Arizona. Amelia wasn't sure she would ever forget Arizona. Even 6 years later Amelia still thought about Arizona every day, regretting her words, regretting the tears in Arizonas eyes.

"Battleship?" Heelys and blonde hair and blue eyes that narrowed in surprise, pink lips that parted in shock. "A-Arizona?"

"Amelia?"

The world seemed to stop around her. Arizona had still been at Hopkins after she had left Amelia, but Hopkins was a big hospital and it was easy to avoid someone apparently. Someone rushes passed Amelia, knocking her in the process and she stumbles, gentle hands reaching to steady her automatically. Amelia swears Arizona hasn't changed at all since that day. Bright blonde hair, pretty pink lips, sparkling blue eyes. Amelia saw her image in her dreams most nights.

"Hi." Maybe one day she wouldn't feel heartsick at messing up the best thing in her life so long ago.

"Oh my gosh, Amelia, how are you?" The brunette froze in shock when the blonde hugged her close.

"Um… hi…" it seems all Amelia can say. She wished she had said something different in the living room of her apartment 6 years ago. She wished she hadn't said some things at all. The 'Yes' rings loudly in her head every time she catches a glimpse of any blonde head. By the time her arms try to hug in response Arizona has pulled away and that cold feeling starts to seep into her bones again.

A pager beeped and Arizona glanced down. "I-I have to go, but, um… we need to talk, I think." Amelia can barely nod before the blonde turns on her heels and skates away, people parting around her like a boat on the ocean…

Hours later, long enough it's technically the next day, Arizona finds Amelia on a bench outside the hospital. "It's good to see you, Melia." Arizona admits, they're sitting on opposites ends of the bench, each of their bags between them.

"I'm so sorry, Arizona, I-" the words she'd wanted to tell her for years tumbled out.

"Hey." Arizonas eyes are dark blue in the midnight light. "You were clearly going through some shit." A half shrug, a half frown. "I'm sorry I left, I should have reacted better." A full frown now. "I shouldn't have just left you, especially not after one fight… not even a fight, I just left, and I'm sorry, I really am."

"I wasn't ashamed of you, Arizona." Amelia feels small, smaller than she'd felt then. "Never of you."

"Just of being gay?" One eyebrow is raised and Amelia drops her head. "It's nothing to be ashamed of, Amelia."

"I know that." Okay, Amelia knows her tone is defensive and she tries to reel it in. "I know that now." She amends, "fuck, Battleship, I love you so much, but I couldn't even admit it to anyone, growing up it was always just not talked about." A shrug, Arizona moved her bag and scooted a little closer. "I always knew girls were pretty, but it was one of those things no one talked about in our house. It was always grow up, go to med school, marry some guy, have a few kids, and don't talk about liking girls. It was like Aunt Angie who was a spinster who lived with her best friend Patsy, and we weren't allowed to talk to her, and she wasn't ever invited over because she was different."

"Oh, honey…" Arizonas tone was full of pity and sadness. Amelia shook her head and ducked her head.

"After-" she licked her lips. "-after… I told them… I couldn't keep it in, it cost me…" pained blue eyes turned to Arizona. "I cost me you…"

"Amelia, I sh-"

"No, Arizona, it did, I couldn't be honest and maybe we were both a little wrong, but it never would have worked either way if I couldn't be honest."

"But I still shouldn't have left and just cut you off." Arizona finally reached across Amelia's bag and touched her hand. "What I did was shitty and I regret it every day, Amelia."

"Me too." Amelia whispered, "and it was fucked anyways, I told my mom and sisters and Derek and they fucking apologised for making me feel like they wouldn't accept me being bi. Stupid, right? I pushed you away cause I was scared they'd be even more disappointed in me and they fucking accepted me with open arms."

"I'm proud of you." The smile reaches Arizonas eyes and it still makes Amelia's heart stutter. "Hey." A hand reaches up and Amelia hadn't realised she was crying until Arizonas wiped her tears. "I am so proud of you, Melia."

"Fuck, Battleship, you know I have praise kink a mile wide." It draws a laugh out of both of them. Amelia took a deep breath, shaking and a little wet. "Arizona?" A hum in response, the blonde still cupping her cheek, blue eyes bright even in the dim light of the street lamp. "I know it's six years late, but… do you wanna go out with me?" Her heart is pounding her chest, she's sure the blonde can hear it.

"Oh, honey." Pity and sadness again, Amelia can feel her heart breaking again just like 6 years ago, before Arizona says anything else. "I'm sorry, Amelia, I'm seeing someone."

"I get it." Amelia swallows and tries to keep herself together, besides, they were only together for 8 months 6 years ago. Hardly worth waiting for on either of their parts. "You're a catch, she's very lucky." She pulls away, letting Arizonas hand fall, grabbing her bag. She doesn't have any dignity left.

"Amelia?" Arizona gets up too. "I really am sorry… for everything." For leaving, for cutting her out, for abandoning her after one not even an argument, for missing her, for loving her, for not being single when they finally met again…