the third chapter is here. I'll try to post regularly.
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It was a moment she used to spend alone. The moment when most of people are asleep and when the silence has taken over the house.
It was easier whent the kids were home because she was really exhausted. Being a single mother wasn't easy, above all when you're working full time.
It was the moment she could relax after a very busy day, she could let it all go, and most of the times, she would cry in silence. Not for a long time, just one or two tears, just her need to express a pain she wouldn't allow herself to feel during the day.
But tonight was different, and as surprised as she was, she wouldn't cry. She was just stunned and she was feeling numb.
The thing was she didn't want to appear upset because it would show people that she still cared and it was not an option.
She couldn't care, she shouldn't care.
She served herself a glass of wine and drank it, trying to make her bitterness mixed with sadness go away.
Calliope Torres could date whoever the hell she wanted. She could flirted, she could kiss and have sex with all the people she wanted.
She could even got married if she wanted to. All those things were reversible.
But a child bond you with a person for ever. And she was the only person on earth who had that link with Callie until now. But apparently that last privilege she was sharing with the woman she love was about to be over.
And she had no right to be upset. After three years away from her, she shouldn't felt betrayed.
But there was something more in the revelation her son had made earlier.
Something she wasn't able to face, something she didn't want to face.
She knew Callie was over her. It had been a long time since she knew it.
But that situation mean she was over … everything, and Arizona was not prepared for that.
« Robbins ! Open up ! » A voice made her jump out of her thought.
She put the glass on the counter of her kitchen and quickly walked to open the back door.
« What are you doing here ! And lower your voice, the kids are sleeping ! » Arizona warned the taller man who almost shily entered the house, a bottle of whiskey in his hand.
« You don't need whine, you need this ! » Mark Sloan told her as she sat at the kitchen table, sighing one more time.
Mark grabbed two glasses and poured them a large glasses of whiskey, not forgetting to put ice in Arizona's.
« Drink that ! » Mark ordered her as he toasted their glasses.
Arizona obeyed, drinking the liquor in one sipe, cringing at the bitterness burning a throat. Mark immediately served them another glasses, and they repeated the same action, before he served them a third time.
« What are you doing here ? Don't you have a wife and a six month old daughter to look after ? » Arizona asked.
« They don't need me right now. You do. » Mark stated, looking directly in his friend's eyes.
If someone has been upset by Arizona Robbins and Callie Torres divorce, it was him.
Mark was Callie's best friend and Arizona used to be a little jealous of the closeness the duo shared. She had even hated him some times. He was so comfortabe and relax, no matter what happened around him.
She had learn to live him with him always around and they had tamed each other day after day. Then a plane crashed in the middle of nowhere and they were both stuck in the woods for almost a week, dying slowly. They had promised to each other the one who would survive would take care of Callie and Travis who was just a new born at the time.
And again all odds, they both survived and their friendship was now stronger and indestructible.
« So you know ? » Arizona asked him.
« Yeah. I'm not supposed to, but I was there the other day when Blake « accidentally » blurted it out. » Mark explained. « I'm not sure Callie is aware the kids know. »
« Are you serious ? » Arizona sadly asked.
« I was picking up Mateo from the day care, and Blake was dropping them off there too. And apparently she's bff with one of the nurses there. So she told her that she was sure the IVF worked and that she will soon or later be a mom. » Mark explained coldly, still annoyed by the lack of concern of the redhead. « She was beaming around, telling everybody and of course your son heard it and understood it. He's clever.»
« And how do you know I know ? »
« Because he's your son Robbins. He couldn't have hide it from you. You known him too well. He was too silent this morning when I told him I couldn't bring him to you. »
« Yeah, about that... Blake brought them to me. » Arizona grimaced at the memory of the unpleasant situation.
« I knwo that too... »
« What are you ? A spy or psychic ? » Arizona smiled sadly as she emptied her glass.
« I know what you are thinking right now Robbins. » Mark told her. « I'm your friend and I'm here for wahtever you need. But you know that Callie is my friend too, and no matter what I thought about that bitch she called her girlfriend, I don't understand why she's doing that. »
« She's just living her life Mark. » Arizona sadly replied, breaking her friend's heart as he witnessed the blonde bursting in tears in silence.
He rushed to her side ans wrapped hi arms around her trying to ease the pain but he knew well it was impossible.
Even if Arizona wanted nothing but seeing Callie happy, she wasn't ready for this and she was realising in mark's arm everything seemed over.
« You're going to be okay Robbins. » Mark said, his shirt soaked sith his friend tears. « I'm here. You have your kids, your job. You're going to survive this like allways. »
« I don't want to cry. She's allowed to... to have a family on her own. I don't have a say in that. But I don't know how she can do that. I couldn't... Not after...»
« It's her way to cope maybe. » Mark said. « I'm sure Blake put pressure on her. That bitch is so... »
« Please Mark... She's with Callie. And we have to accept that. » Arizona admitted. « I don't like her either but she's a part of my kids life and apparently, her story with Callie is meant to last. So I have to suck it up. »
« No you don't ! » Marck snapped. « She's always taunting you and downgrading you every time she had an opportunity to do it. And when Torres will open her eyes, I'm sure she will left her. »
« They're going to have a kid Mark. You know Callie, she is comitted. She will never do that. And anyway it doesn't concern me. » Arizona grabbed the bottle and served herself another large glass.
« Nothing is sure yet. She was bragging about an IFV. It's not sure it worked. » Mark replied, hoping he was saying the truht.
« Even if they're not pregnant, they will try again. It's a family they are trying to build Mark. And I wish Callie to succeed. It was always her dream. And we had it before... before everything happened. If i'm not the one who can provide her what she dream about, so I have to let Penny Blake do it. »
« This is just some bullshit you're trying to believe Arizona and you know it. » Mark angrily told her friend.
« What? » Arizona gasped.
« You are just so wrapped in your sadness and your guilt, you didn't even try to fight for your family ! And I know you're not over her. You're miserable, and you've been miserable for three years ! » Mark said louder. « If you had the guts to admit that you both fucked up, maybe you wouldn't be apart, you drowning yourself, and her trying to play house with that stupid fellow ! »
« Out ! » a voice made herself heard.
Arizona and Mark turned to find Barbara Robbins looking at them with a death glare.
« Markus Sloan, get out of here before you'll say something you'll regret ! Go home to your wife and your son and let me take care of Arizona. »
« But Barb... » Mark tried to argue.
« Go home Mark ! » Barbara reitered.
« I'm... Okay... » Mark finally agreed, turning to look at Arizona who was now totaly devastated by her friend's word. « Arizona... I'm... »
lifting her hand up, Arizona didn't want to hear anymore. He migt have been her friend, his word had hit her badly.
« And now you're going to talk to me young Lady. » Barbara turned to her daughter, Mark leaving the room silently, ashamed by what he just said to one of the person he cared the most.
Walking to his car, he automatically checked his phone where a text was waiting to be read.
« 911 OCR 452 » which was the message Callie sent him when she needed to see him in emergency case.