Ch. 11 Stuck Like Glue

After the glue stunt, Callie stayed true to her words; she cut back time at work, and she took plenty of time to cuddle with Arden, and she tried as hard as she could to balance out the crazy she was feeling, and it worked. For the Robbins-Torres ladies, things went back to "normal," until Cameron Matthew Robbins-Torres came screaming into the world two weeks early, surprising both his sister and mothers by being a little boy and not the little girl they'd been expecting.

Eighteen months later, he'd lost all the shyness he'd had in the womb and was a regular rambunctious toddler. He kept the ladies at the hospital daycare on their toes and charmed every doctor and nurse at the hospital, but how could he not? He had his Mama's baby blue eyes, dimples, and blonde curls, even though they were a shade darker. The biggest heart he'd stolen, however, was his Mami's.

She couldn't be more enamored with her baby boy, and he felt the same, almost always preferring her lap to Arizona's or her lullaby instead of story time with Arden. And their girls were in no way left out, but Callie could never say no to the miniature version of her wife. Which is why she was home at four in the afternoon having a dance party instead of doing research at the hospital; he'd has a slight sniffle that morning combined the a pout at having to get up for the day, and Callie had chosen to take the day off and rest with "her sick boy."


Arizona knew Cameron would be fine, and was sure that Callie just wanted more time to hog their baby boy. Getting tired of research herself, she decided to call it an early day and go pick Arden up from school herself and join her wife at home.

What she was expecting at home was two of the loves of her life cuddled on the couch watching cartoons and maybe having a snack. She was not expecting to hear music blasting from the playroom…let alonecountry music. She asked Arden to put her coat away and start her homework while she went in search of her with and son.

Entering the playroom, her breath was taken away by the sight. It happened often enough that it shouldn't still make her heart stop, but she couldn't help the love that radiated from her wife dancing around a room, singing to their son, while his head was thrown back laughing. Clearing her throat she finally got their attention.

"Mama! Hi." Cameron said with a toothy grin, squirming in his Mami's arm's to be put down. After waddling over to Arizona, she picked him up and kissed him on the cheek.

"Hi baby boy, how was your day off with Mami? Are you feeling better?" she asked.

"He doesn't have a fever," Callie began to reply; "We had a pretty mellow day until we went to the store. He of course flirted with all the clerks. And then we came home and he looked better so I thought we could play a little bit. What are you doing home so early?"

"Oh, he looked better, huh?" Arizona asked, ticking Cameron before setting him down on the floor to play some more. "Couldn't be that he wasn't really coming down with anything and you just wanted to spend a day hogging our son?"

"I did no such thing." Callie rebutted. "He felt warm this morning; you know the daycare doesn't like to have kids there if they're coming down with something."

Unconvinced, Arizona simply rolled her eyes playfully at her wife; when the song that was playing earlier came on again she asked the question she really wanted to know the answer to earlier, "What on earth are you listening to?"

Callie beamed.

"While we were driving home, I decided to listen to some adult music instead of the sing-a-longs we normally play for them, and I heard the chorus of this song while I was flipping through the channels."

"And you've been listening to it ever since?" Arizona asked incredulously.

Callie walked over to the docking station for the iPod and paused the song; this song stuck with her for a reason, and she was not going to let her wife poke fun at her for it. Checking that Cameron was still quietly playing on the floor, she turned to her wife to explain.

"What do you consider 'our song'?" Callie asked. "I know we really never had one song we chose, so if you had to pick, what would it be?"

Arizona thought for a minute before replying, "'You Shook Me All Night Long' or 'Feel Like Makin' Love' or 'The Way You Make Me Feel'."

Callie pulled out of her grasp, "Wow, so just songs about s-e-x? Is that all I am to you? A warm body?"

Arizona stepped back into her wife, "No, of course not. I could also choose 'Your Love' by Tim McGraw, or 'Some Kind of Wonderful' or 'Everything' by Michael Buble. There are so many songs that I can relate to how much I love you, but I want to hear about this one."

"I know it's country so it's odd for me to be listening to, but let me play it for you and then you'll understand." Callie walked back over to the docking station, turned to check on Cameron one more time, before pressing play and grabbing her wife's hips.

Callie swayed them to the beat a little bit before singing along with Sugarland in Arizona's ear.

Absolutely no one who knows me better, No one that can make me feel so good. How did we stay so long together? When everybody, everybody said we never would. And just when I start to think they're right, the love has died,

She pulled her head back from its resting place next to Arizona's to look in her eyes,

There you go making my heart beat again, heart beat again, heart beat again; there you go making me feel like a kid. Won't you do it, do it one time? There you go pulling me right back in, right back in, right back in, and I know I'm never letting this go. I'm stuck on you..

Arizona's head tilted back in laughter understanding what Callie meant, super glue was now something they absolutely did not keep in the house. Locking her eye back on Callie, she left her wife keep serenading her.

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, stuck like glue, you and me baby, we're stuck like glue. Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, stuck like glue, you and me baby, we're stuck like glue.

Callie stepped back in, her mouth next to Arizona's ear, arms wrapped around her waist. Arizona's around her neck, playing with her long dark hair.

Some days I don't feel like trying, some days you know I wanna just give up; when it doesn't matter who's right, fight about it all night, had enough, you give me that look, 'I'm sorry baby let's make up.' You do that thing that makes me laugh... and just like that…

There you go making my heart beat again, heart beat again, heart beat again; there you go making me feel like a kid. Won't you do it, do it one time? There you go pulling me right back in, right back in, right back in, and I know I'm never letting this go. I'm stuck on you...

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, stuck like glue, you and me baby, we're stuck like glue. Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, stuck like glue, you and me baby, we're stuck like glue.

Callie stops swaying for a minute, "Watch Cam, this is his favorite part…"

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, you almost stay out, two stuck together from the ATL. Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, feelin' kinda sick; just a spoon full of sugar make it better real quick. I say, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whatcha gonna do with that? Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, come on over here with that, sugar sticky sweet stuff, come and give me that stuff, everybody want some, melodies that get stuck, up in your head, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, up in your head, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, up in your head, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, up in your head..

And they both laughed at their little boy as he shook his diaper clad butt at the tiny table he was playing at.

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh stuck like glue, you and me together, say it's all I wanna do.

There you go making my heart beat again, heart beat again, heart beat again; there you go making me feel like a kid. Won't you do it, do it one time? There you go pulling me right back in, right back in, right back in, and I know I'm never letting this go.

There you go making my heart beat again, heart beat again, heart beat again; there you go making me feel like a kid. Won't you do it, do it one time? There you go pulling me right back in, right back in, right back in, and I know I'm never letting this go. I'm stuck on you…

Arizona looked into her wife's eyes, she saw twelve years of laughter and fights, twelve years of tears and sex, twelve years of being absolutely, unequivocally in love with the Goddess in her arms, and she beamed the biggest smile she could as the song finished playing out, squeezing Callie a lit bit tighter.

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, stuck like glue, you and me baby, we're stuck like glue. Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, stuck like glue, you and me baby, we're stuck like glue. Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, stuck like glue, you and me baby, we're stuck like glue…

Callie wiped tears off Arizona's cheeks that she didn't know had fallen, as she smiled back just as big.

After a minute of composing herself, Arizona walked to the docking station and put on one of the playlists of kid friendly songs they created for Cameron. She walked over to him and looked at blocks he was building, kissed him on the forehead before grabbing Callie's hand and pulling her out into the hallway.

Once away from little eyes, she pushed her wife up against the wall and kissed her in a way that was inappropriate considering their toddler in the next room and their six year old in the dining room; but Arizona didn't care.

When she finally pulled away, the same smile from before took over her face. Finally letting Callie go from her place against the wall, she nuzzled their noses together.

"Baby, that's definitely our song." She told Callie. "I think they probably wrote it for us specifically and just forgot to tell us; it's perfect. And I love you."

"I love you too." Callie smiled back.

"But you're not allowed to play hooky with Cam anymore when he's not really sick," she chastised. "You're going to need those sick days for when baby #3 actually makes you sick." Arizona stressed.

Callie stepped back with a questioning glare, "Baby #3?"

"Yeah," Arizona replied smile growing impossibly wider than the one before, "When I went to pick up labs today, Jane told me she was expecting to see you to pick up the blood work you dropped off yesterday, and when she gave me the file that said 'Calliope Robbins-Torres' at first I was worried that you thought something was wrong with you. And then her face lit up and she said 'Congratulations,' so then I had to know."

"So you looked at my lab work without me?" Callie asked

"You ran your own labs to find out if you were pregnant without me!" Arizona countered.

"Okay, okay," Callie relented, "I'm sorry for not telling you. I just, after the last time, I don't really trust the at home thing and I was feeling it, I think. And then you were in surgery all day yesterday, and I really forgot I ran them until you just mentioned it."

"Stop apologizing." Arizona commanded, pulling Callie back in to her embrace. Mouth against Callie's ear, she whispered, "We're having another baby."

"Uh huh," was all Callie could say before they were interrupted by both their kids coming from opposite directions in a chorus of 'Mama's and 'Mami's; little arms tugging on sleeves.

The wives smiled at each other before heading back in directions their kids came from, Arizona dotting over Cameron and Callie promising to help Arden finish her homework. Both were thrilled that they'd made it this far, both were anxious and excited for the step in their lives, both were grateful that at the end of the day they would always come home to their best friend and the love of their lives, both were confident that they could do anything, as long as they had each other.

The end.


A/N: Insert apology about this taking forever here.

A/N 2: This took a lot longer to get to what I initially wanted to accomplish, but I'm happy about it, all together. Thanks to all the people who are still reading even though I sucked at updating this!