Callies POV

She was nervous. It was ridiculous, really. Being nervous about watching a movie with her wife in their apartment. But she was nervous. Arizona was due back from the hospital any minute, Sofia had been put to bed, and Callie was sitting there, waiting on the couch. She'd already put out the wine, already lit some candles, picked a movie. She got up to pace, because she felt like she'd been waiting for hours for Arizona to throw open the door and walk in. She smiled fondly at the night before. They'd cuddled for an hour before they'd started to drift off into sleep. They'd gone to sleep in the same bed, not wrapped up in one another, but not miles apart. It had been a slight shift, but it was enjoyable none the less. It was almost movie like, falling in love all over again with the person you already married years ago. The jingling of keys interrupted Callies thoughts, and the nerves kicked into high gear. Arizona threw open the door and walked inside, smiling tiredly in Callies direction.

"Bad day?" Callie asked, trying to hide the worry from her voice. Bad days were never good for Arizona, they brought out an angry side of her. Of course, slowly that had been changing, but Callie was still a little on-edge after everything that had happened.

"Mmm...yes. My body hurts. Like everything hurts. And I'm tired. And the kid didn't even make it."

Arizona plopped down on the couch and buried her head in her hands. Callie knew that she hated losing a kid. That before it had been planes haunting her dreams, it had been tiny coffins filled with lost children. She made her way to the couch and sat down next to Arizona, not sure if she should close the space between them. Arizona looked up and managed a weak smile in Callies direction.

"You look scared." She pointed out, her elbows resting on her remaining knee. When Callie didn't answer, she started to take off her prosthetic, casting insecure looks in Callies direction.

"You look scared too." Callie pointed out. Arizona didn't answer, she didn't need to. They both knew this was the biggest hurdle to leap over. Arizona's fear of letting Callie see what she perceived as weakness, and Callie's fear of pushing Arizona into an angry rage. It was what it was, they had to work past it.

"Well, I am scared. But that doesn't mean we can't watch a movie and have a nice evening."

Arizona offered a smile and Callie returned it, reaching for the remote to hit play.

They spent half the movie on their separate sides, kind of like teenagers on their first date. Neither really concentrated on the movie, they were both lost in deep thoughts. When Callie snuck a glance at Arizona, she noticed that she was dozing off, leaning her head uncomfortably on her shoulder.

"Hey, you're tired. We can watch a movie some other night if you want?"

Arizona silenced her with the most adorable glare.

"No. Don't be silly."

Callie didn't know what to do, so she crossed her legs and focused on the screen flashing in front of her.

"I don't know about you, Calliope, but I've never been on a first date where there was this much space between two people."

The joking tone Arizona used brought a smile to life on Callies lips. It was a wonderful reminder that even when she was tired, Arizona was no longer always angry.

"Yeah, you know, you kissed me before you even knew me, so I guess cuddling would be okay right?" Callie joked back, happy to see Arizona blush before lifting her head confidently.

"You were sad, and hot, and you wouldn't listen to me." Arizona said, shrugging her shoulders and raising her eyebrows. Callies stomach filled with butterflies. God, she was sexy without even trying.

"Then you turned me down." Callie remembered, laughing with Arizona, who's eyes were bright and blue as the ocean.

"You were a newborn!" Arizona defended, raising her hands in defense.

"Don't worry, I got you down the aisle in the end." Callie joked, throwing a wink in her wife's direction. Arizona's expression changed suddenly, from light to serious, and Callie fought the immediate panic she felt. Had she pushed too much? Flirted too much? Arizona laid a hand on Callies.

"Calliope, there isn't a day in my life where I've ever regretted marrying you. Or kissing you in that bathroom. If anything, I wish I'd met you sooner, so I could know you even longer."

The confession shocked Callie. Not because she doubted that her wife loved her, because it was clear that she did. It shocked her because her greatest insecurity was that after the accident, Arizona would wish she'd never met her.

"Really?" Callie whispered, not even bothering to hide the insecurity in her voice.

"Of course. And I'm sorry if you ever thought any different."

Arizona's blue eyes were easy to fall into. Callie loved looking into them. When she was looking into Arizona's eyes, time stopped. Pain stopped, the world just stopped miraculously and only they existed. It was amazing, really, to finally be looking into Arizona's eyes and see that it was her wife looking back.

"Would it be bad first date etiquette for me to kiss you right now?" Callie asked uncertainly, their faces inches apart. Arizona laughed, and the sound was like music to Callie's ears. It was like that song you wanted on repeat, the song that never, in all of its years, got old.

"Considering I kissed you before our first date, I'd say it's probably okay." Arizona offered, dimples popping and blue eyes sparkling.

Callie didn't waste a second in capturing familiar lips in a soft kiss. Arizona's hand found Callie's cheek, just as it always had. They'd kissed before, but this was different. This was a kiss that was free of insecurities and unspoken problems. It was just a kiss, a simple kiss, that lasted a little longer than it normally would because they were both desperate to stay like that forever. When Callie finally pulled away, Arizona's eyes were still closed, but a smile tugged at her lips, her hands never leaving Callies face. Callie tucked blonde hair behind Arizona's ear before planting the sweetest of kisses on her forehead and pulling Arizona into her. She wrapped her arms protectively around Arizona, smiling happily when Arizona wrapped her left arm around Callies waist. They watched part of the movie in silence, enjoying eachothers warmth, until Callie felt Arizona moving.

Arizonas POV

She hadn't been expecting them to have such a good evening. She hadn't expected to be set at ease by their light, careful banter. And she certainly had not expected one simple kiss to light such a fiery need inside her. As she sat there on the coach, her one arm draped over Callies stomach, she was very much aware of much she wanted to feel smooth skin, to kiss full lips. It had been so long since she'd thought like that that it was almost refreshing. Of course, she was conflicted. Because as much as she wanted to tip her head up and capture the lips she knew so well, she was also petrified to have it go any further. She knew Callie was still nervous. Once upon a time, Callie would have been tracing patterns all over Arizona's skin, setting her entire body on fire. But she wasn't doing that. She was just holding on, holding on like if she let go she'd lose everything forever. Cautious was good, Arizona respected cautious. She respected Callie giving up control and letting her call all the shots, it made her heart swell to know that Callie loved her enough to take everything glacier slow. Arizona was so lost in thought, so comfortable and close to sleeping, that she jumped when she felt Callie shifting out of their current position. Apparently she'd missed most of the movie, because the credits were now rolling, and a slow song was playing. Callie just laughed, jumping onto her feet and extending a hand out to her.

"What are you doing?" Arizona asked, raising her eyebrows. Callie just smiled a bright smile, a breathtakingly beautiful smile that Arizona couldn't help but stop and stare at.

"Stand up! This is a cute song, and you're equally cute, and I want to dance with you."

Arizona could feel herself blushing. She was blushing and smiling and as much as she wanted to just stand up and dance with Callie, she didn't have a prosthetic on and she most definitely could not do this all one legged. The sadness hit her like a brick wall, realizing she couldn't do such simple things. How had she ever complained about such small things? There was a time when she'd thought Mark interrupting their sex life was a huge problem. The things she would give, right now, in this moment, to go back to that place and not once complain. To laugh at Mark's intrusions and when he finally left, to take Calliope to bed and lose herself in her body. But that wasn't the case. Instead she was here, wishing she could stand up and dance, but knowing very well that she can't. Callie must notice the tears pooling in her eyes, because she drops onto her knees and holds her hands softly.

"Arizona, hey, look at me." Callie muttered, tipping Arizona's face up to meet her gaze. As much as Arizona wanted to look away, she found that once she was looking into soft brown eyes, she couldn't pull away.

"I can't do it." Arizona mumbled. She'd expected Callie to sit down next to her, maybe comfort her. She hadn't expected the frustrated sigh that escaped from Callie's mouth.

"No. Nope, NO! No shutting down." Callie shouted, her hands turning into fists as she bit her lip in frustration. It was strangely adorable, Arizona noted, if she wasn't yelling at her for not being able to stand on one leg.

"You can do it! I'm pretty sure standing is still possible, Arizona. It's not like I'm going to stand here and let you stumble and fall and then point and laugh! Stop saying you can't, and stand up on that beautiful leg of yours and let me dance with you!"

Callie's eyes were wide with two things: shock and fear. She stood there, open mouthed and adorably out of breath, as if she was waiting for the shoe to drop. That was when Arizona realized it. Realized that she could stand, that she could do it, she just needed to believe in herself as she once had. She'd almost lost Callie too many times; to breakups, car crashes and plane crashes. She knew with every fibre of her being that she'd regret not spending every moment she could wrapped up in the love she kept getting second chances at. So instead of shutting down, instead of getting angry, like she could see Callie was expecting, she stood up. Just like that. As if she'd never lost a leg at all. Of course, she was wobbly, and she had to stretch out her arms to get her balance, but she was standing. Callie's worried expression switched the beginnings of a beautiful smile that never quite crossed her lips, because Arizona was too busy leaning in to kiss her. If she'd been expecting to lose her balance from moving so quickly, she'd been wrong, because Callie balanced her, both physically and emotionally. It was a kiss so unlike the others. It wasn't afraid, it wasn't timid. It burned as wild as a forest fire and ignited every part of their bodies. It was a kiss much like the night after Arizona had told Callie she loved her, when they'd both been so completely in awe of one another that every kiss had been burned into their memories for all of eternity. Instead of pulling away when she got nervous, Arizona pulled closer, finally allowing their bodies to touch in a way that she now realized she'd missed desperately. Her hands found their way into Callie's thick dark hair just as it always had as she deepened the kiss, and she was both surprised and delighted when she felt Callie respond, pulling them impossibly closer. Arizona could have kept it going, could have kissed her wife all night, but she knew that that would lead to things she was not ready for. She wanted to fix their relationship, fix their sex life, properly. No shortcuts, no sloppy, horny, desperate actions spurred on by their first real contact in months. No, when they made love again for the first time, she wanted it to be right. To be confident, to enjoy every aspect and be sure that she wouldn't freak out. So that was why she pulled away to rest her forehead against Callie's, but keeping their bodies flush together. She'd never imagined a world where she'd be standing here, on one leg, still lucky enough to be holding onto the love of her life. She opened her eyes, and took in every curve of Callie's face, tracing lines in her mind, etching the image of the love of her life into her memory. When deep brown eyes finally opened and met her gaze, she found that she was still overwhelmed by the love and compassion she found there.

"I love you." Arizona whispered, and she'd never believed or understood anything she'd every said more than those three words. It was almost impossible to fathom that she could love somebody so much more everyday, but it kept happening to her. Callie's face broke into a wide smile, and tears fell from her eyes. Arizona brushed them away with her thumb, before leaning in to place a soft, sweet kiss on full lips.

"I love you too." Callie whispered back, laughing softly in relief. "And I'm sorry I yelled." She apologized, her fingers tracing lines up and down Arizona's back, sending shivers down her spine.

"I think I needed it. But Calliope?"

"Yes?"

"You need to stop doing that, with your fingers. It's distracting, and very, very sexy. And when we do this, I want to do it right. And then I want to do it all night long."

If Callie had looked sweet and kind before, she looked turned on and sexy now.

"I want to do it right too, sweetie. And for the record, I have no objections to doing it all night long, when the time comes."

Arizona smiled, and pulled back, wrapping one arm around Callie's shoulders. She took one hop towards the bedroom, and Callie instantly picked up on her thoughts. She felt familiar arms wrap around her, supporting her as they made their way to their room. They fell into bed, laughing and sneaking under covers. They met somewhere in the middle of the bed, happy to be once again in bed together the way they once had been. Arizona nuzzled into Callie's neck, content to breath in the scent of her wife until she fell asleep.

"For now, I just want you to hold me all night." Arizona whispered, pulling Callie's hand up to place a soft kiss on the back of it.

"I'll do that every night Arizona, no complaints here."

That's how they spent the night, wrapped up in one another, enjoying the closeness, and knowing, finally, that there was a light at the end of the tunnel, and it was bright as could be.