A/N: Hello my beautiful fellow readers. This is a new story that I am starting, but I will most probably only update it once or twice a week due to updating Final Hour, which an update will come to you very soon, I promise. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this new story and please review and tell me what you think about it :)

PS. This is just a PREVIEW. Chapters will be longer.

Today was different. Today there was no smile. Today there was no greeting. Today was Arizona's first day in hell.

'I'm sorry.'

'Sorry isn't going to make it go away, Teddy,' Arizona snapped viciously.

'Make what go away, exactly?' The thin blonde questioned.

'The hatred. The violent thoughts I have about slaughtering Mark Sloan.'

'We all have those kinds of thoughts about Sloan,' Teddy let out a small chuckle. When there wasn't a reply she turned to Arizona and saw the hurt that was written all over her face when Mark and Callie walked out of the elevator, hand-in-hand. Arizona's chest ached and the pain felt excruciating when Callie didn't even bother to make eye contact. Mark, however, flashed a small, quick smile towards Arizona. Teddy did not like the feel of how things were going to be from now on.

'It's disgusting. It's disgusting and rude,' Teddy growled. Arizona couldn't even bring herself to nod in agreement. Teddy wrapped her arms around Arizona's torso and embraced her.

'Do you know what would make you feel better?'

'Yeah?' Arizona asked as they pulled away from each other.

'If you moved in with me. I mean, I have no one too. We could be roomies,' Teddy smiled.

'Thanks, but I'm fine alone,' Arizona clarified, flashing a small, heavy smile before walking away.

As she walked towards the elevators, she could feel eyes on her. The questioning and confused looks burnt her skin as the curiosity burnt theirs. They were dying to know what happened to the perfect lesbian couple. Arizona's vision became blurry as she struggled to fight the tears. She pressed the up arrow and waited for the elevator to arrive.

'No hard feelings, right?' A masculine voice spoke. She glanced to her left side and saw Mark waiting at another elevator.

'Don't talk to me,' she growled through gritted teeth.

'Come on, Robbins. You and Callie were over, it's not like she cheated.'

'That didn't make my feelings for her go away. That didn't stop me from dreaming about her every night. And then bam, she goes and sleeps with you and ends up pregnant. It's practically a slap in the face.'

'Feelings for her after you left her at an airport? After you said it's over?' Mark chuckled.

'You have no idea, Mark. Stay away from me,' Arizona hissed when her elevator finally arrived.

'You're the one making this change of events difficult. Sure, I'll stay away from you if that's what you want, but talk to Callie before you start throwing punches because she wants to talk to you,' Mark said, unblocking the elevator doors.

'I don't want to talk to either of you!' Arizona bellowed before the doors closed. With the anger building up in her, Arizona's fist collided the elevator wall. She shook it immediately trying to calm the pain. How was she supposed to get through this day? How was she supposed to get through every day?

'Are you okay?' A soft voice questioned from behind her. She rolled her eyes but was surprised to see who it was talking to her.

'I'm fine.'

'You don't look fine.'

'Neither do you,' Arizona sighed as the brunette bowed her head.

'I guess we're upset about the same thing,' Lexie tried to smile.

'Did you want to talk about it?'

'What's there to talk about? We both know the story,' Lexie answered as the elevator doors opened.

'See you,' Arizona flashed Lexie a friendly smile before exiting the small space. She could feel her knuckles lightly throb and she stashed her hands into her coat pockets.

'Robbins, where have you been?' Bailey exclaimed when she noticed Arizona approaching the reception of Pediatrics desk.

'Busy.'

'Excuse me?'

'I said busy Miranda,' Arizona responded above the average talking level. Bailey let out a small grunt.

'Anyway, you and Torres are scrubbing-'

'No, I'm not.'

'Excuse me?' Bailey repeated, this time more bitterly.

'Dr Torres and I together is a no-go-zone. I'm sorry, but get Karev to scrub in.'

'You are the Chief of Pediatrics-'

'I have work to do Dr Bailey,' Arizona interrupted again, attempting to walk away.

'No you don't,' Bailey grabbed her arm, 'don't be such a coward Robbins.'

'Fine, but I can't guarantee everything to go as smoothly as you are expecting.'