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i edited a bit because hell it was really bad sorry lol

all mistakes are my own

"Pregnant." Arizona scoffs to herself as she swirls the brown liquid in the glass before downing it. I knew this was coming, I didn't want to believe it but deep down I knew one day it would happen Arizona thought to herself. She waves to Joe over for another refill.

"Can I get you some food Dr. Robbins?" he asks kindly and Arizona just shakes her head, downing the next glass.

"How much for the whole bottle?" she asks half slurring.

"I can't sell yo- one hundred but I have to keep it behind the bar." He whispers to her. She pulls out two fifty's chucking them on the bar and pointing to her glass to be filled again.

She stiffens at the voice that travels through the bar but doesn't look up. "Mark fucking Sloan." She growls under her breathe. Arizona relaxes her body as she hears the bell of the door and sneaks a peak to see Mark leaving. All day she has been told by Mark about all her faults and belittled in front of other doctors just so she can find a way to get Calliope back.

Her stomach clenches as she thinks of the reason she's drowning herself. Calliope is pregnant with Mark Sloans baby. She almost throws up at the thought of Marks hands on her Calliope. When she found out she made her way here to Joes and hasn't budged for hours. She doesn't have a home and she hasn't even anywhere to stay anywhere. But that thought just exits her mind as she takes another swig.

Half hour later a mop of blonde hair is spread on the bar in the corner and light snores are heard if you put your ear real close. Joe has put a glass of water in front of her face in case she wakes up, she polished off that bottle of scotch and is not going to be happy tomorrow when she wakes up.

Alex Karev walks in and straight up to Joe. "Dude, you paged me to the bar?" He says not sounding happy. Still clad in his scrubs with a thick jacket and beanie.

"Sorry I didn't know who else to call." Joe says leaning over the bar and shaking his head in Ariznas direction. "She's been here mumbling to herself since four and now she's passed out." Alex's face softens as he sees Arizona.

"Thanks Joe." Alex walks up and slips his jacket over Arizona's shoulders. Looking around the bar he notices it's starting to fill with hospital staff and then looks at Arizona. "Can I slip out the back dude? I don't want people to see her this way." Joe nods and goes to unlock the door.

Alex gently pulls Arizona's shoulders back and loops an arm under her knees pulling her to his chest. She stirs at the movement but Arizona loops her arms instantly around his neck, her face pressing into his neck making a whimpering sound before falling into unconsciousness again.

Alex heads to hospital car park and gently place her in the back seat of his car, Arizona's grip tightens around his neck as he tries to stand back up. Just hovering above her, he sees dried tear tracks on her cheeks and slightly smeared makeup reflect from the car park lights. "What happened to you?" He whispers before feels her grip loosen slowly and her arms slip to her sides

Alex slowly manoeuvred Arizona safely upstairs without hitting her head on anything and carefully places her on his bed. Removing her shoes and jacket, Alex pulls the quilt over her and watches as she curls into the fetal position letting out a soft whimper. He sits on the edge and rubs a hand up and down her leg feeling her relax gradually.

He has no idea what was going on but had some idea that it had to do with Callie. He's known her for 3 years, she has shaped him into the man he is today. It's because she believed in him he is the doctor he never thought he would become and now he just started his paediatric fellowship at Seattle Grace Mercy West. Arizona is the one person who really believed he could do it. And he did.

Alex has been through hell and back to get to where he is, he thought his boss left for a good three years but here she is passed out in front of him. Broken like he once was. His eyes flash to the clock on his night stand and he sees that its 12 am and groans. 48 hours he has been working thanks to Stark. Jackass he thinks. Rubbing his tired face he stands and makes his way down stairs to get a drink. Looking around his empty house a thought pops into his head. He only has one bed and no couch. He hasn't been shopping for furniture yet, he just jumped straight into his fellowship because Stark doesn't care about the department Arizona built. He feels like he hasn't been home long enough to sleep in his own bed and now Arizona was in it.

Deciding he was not sleeping on the floor he makes his way to his room putting pain killers and water next to Arizona. He quickly showers and pulls fresh boxers and a thermal shirt on, slipping into bed as close as possible to the edge. On the brink of slumber he feels the mattress move and a tiny arm thrown around his waist haphazardly continued by a snore. Too tired to care he slips into the world of dreams.

Arizona's head was pounding before she even opened her eyes. Deciding it would hurt too much she decides to just lay there with her eyes closed, wrapped in a warm bed. Burrowing deeper she notices an arm around her waist just under her boobs pull her in closer to them and something pokes her in the lower back. Furrowing her eyebrows not knowing who the hells is spooning her, she tries to think of who it could possibly be. The last thing she remembers is buying a bottle of scotch and that's it. A grunt comes from the person behind her and it sounds an awful lot like a man and then it clicks as the hardness pokes in her back again.

Eyes fly open, letting out a squeal as she rolls out of bed and lands on the floor with a thump. "What? What? Are you ok?" Alex asks concerned, seeing Arizona's blue eyes peaking just over the mattress.

Visibly relaxing, Arizona sighs as her head starts to pound again and her heart rate slowly goes back to normal. "uhh… ye- nooo my head is pounding and my heart feels like it going to jump out of my chest." She grumbles massaging her temples.

"Why did you squeal?" Alex asks leaning back against the bed head rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

Arizona's cheeks turn red as Alex looks at her expectantly. "I felt something poke my… I didn't know it was… I didn't know where I was or who was holding me and I freaked out when I realized it was a guy." She says, eyes averting everywhere but his face.

"Poking yo- Ohh." Alex says face burning in embarrassment as he grabs a pillow to cover himself while clearing his throat. "Sorry." He mumbles.

"It happens." Arizona shrugs as they look anywhere but each other, not knowing what else to say. Arizona spots the glass of water and pain killers, swiftly swallowing them hoping the pain goes away soon. "So how…?" Arizona asks waving her hand around the room.

"Joe paged me to the bar and you were asleep in the corner." Alex informs her making her wince. "Nobody saw you I don't think, I carried you out the back and brought you here."

"Thanks Alex." Arizona gives him a smile even though she is thoroughly embarrassed.

"How about some eggs and bacon for your stomach?" he asks her standing up and stretching.

"Yeah but can I grab a shower first? I smell like bar and scotch." Arizona scrunches up her face as she smells her shirt making Alex laugh.

"Yeah, of course. There's a towel in there for you. Did you need clothes?" Arizona nods. "I'll leave some on the bed for you." Arizona stands and makes her way to the bathroom closing the door. Starting the shower she peels off her bar stench clothes grimacing as she gets a glimpse of her face in the mirror. She jumps when she hears a soft knock on the door.

"Yeah?"

"Did you want to pass me your clothes and ill wash and dry them for you." Alex voice comes through the door. Making sure she's hidden by the door she passes her clothes to him.

"Thanks." She murmurs as she close the door again.

The hot water cascades over her shoulders and back releasing a tiny amount of relief in her muscles. She's shocked by Alex's behavior, she has never seen him this kind to anyone other than patients. She always thought he was just hard and rough not caring about anybody but himself. After Izzie left he just turned into more of jackass. Now he's being caring and kind. This is new side to him that she's seeing.

Thinking back to yesterday she feels a tear slip through her eyelids. The woman she loves is pregnant with her best friend's baby. A baby that she and Calliope were going to have, no third parent involved just her and Calliope. All the things Mark said to her yesterday run through her mind. I bail when things get hard runs through her mind. Even though this is hard she would do it, she would raise the baby with Calliope but could she ever trust Calliope again.

Thinking hard about their whole relationship Mark had always been there, interrupting and barging in. Putting his opinion in and Callie listening to him instead of her. She comes to the conclusion that she can't bring herself to trust Calliope like she once did. The thought shatters her heart again as a flood of new tears fall mixing with the shower water.

Calming down and letting her tears stop, she washes her hair and body before stepping out and drying off. Walking back into Alex's bedroom she sees a thermal shirt, sweats and a pair of boxes with a note on them. Picking up the post it note, it reads - just bough these, haven't worn them yet – laughing, she quickly pulls on the clothes and dry's her hair. Opening the chest of draws she steals a pair of socks and heads down stairs following the smell of glorious food.

"Where is all Meredith's furniture?" she asks looking around as she walks into the kitchen smelling strong coffee.

Alex turns around and hands her a cup of coffee just the way she likes it. " I bought it from Mer when I started my fellowship." Arizona raises her eyebrows in shock.

"Wow congratulations. Though you need furniture." She says laughing.

"I haven't had time to shop for furniture yet, hence why we were in the same bed." Alex says lightly as he pushes a plate in front of her loaded with bacon eggs and pancakes. "Dig in."

"I didn't know you could cook." Arizona says shovelling food into her mouth and moaning. "God that's good. So you took the fellow at Seattle instead of Hopkins, how come?"

"The guy that took over from you is an arse and I couldn't bring myself to let him wreck your department." Alex shrugs sitting down next to her to the breakfast bar.

"It's not my department anymore Alex." Arizona says sadly.

"Chief will take you back, he hates Stark already and Stark doesn't have a long term contract. Two months left I think." Alex says digging into his breakfast, the two of them sitting there in silence.

Arizona can feel Alex looking at her as she eats, knowing what he's going to ask. Arizona wants to tell him which is why she's struggling. Usually she's a silent brooder, keeping it to herself and thinking it through. She opens her mouth to say 'I'm fine' but that doesn't come out. "She's pregnant." Arizona whispers as her eyes begin to pool with tears again looking down at her plate. "I spent all day asking for a second chance and grovelling, Mark Sloan telling me my faults so I could win her back. Then at the end of it all she drops the bomb. Pregnant with Mark Sloan's baby." Alex hesitates at first but as a sob leaves the fragile woman's mouth he turns and pulls her to his chest as the tears fall. "I-I know it's partially my fault. I left her but I didn't think she would jump straight into his bed let alone get pre-pregnant."

Arizona scrunches her fist into his shirt and cries, she hates falling apart in front of anyone but for some reason she feels safe in Alex's arms. The tears slow and Arizona sniffles every so often as Alex rubs her back soothingly. "That was supposed to be our baby and not our baby with Sloan." She whispers.

Alex's heart breaks for her, he has never seen her so fragile and broken let alone crying. He's pissed at Sloan and angry at Callie. How could she do this to Arizona the woman she loves- loved? "I don't even have job or a home. At the moment I live in my car. I don't know what to do." She says hating that she sounds so helpless.

Alex clears his throat and she pulls back to look at him. Bringing his hands up, wipes her tears with the pad of his thumbs and looks into her crystal blue eyes. "Here's what you're going to do, I have to check on a patient today and you're coming with me to beg the Chief for your job back because the department is falling apart without you." Arizona chuckles. "And…and you can live here, I have like four spare rooms and an attic so I have plenty of room." He tells her getting a nod in response. "And you're going to let me take care of you." Alex says softly keeping his eyes locked with hers so she knows he is serious. "Because that's what friends do and I consider us friends. Okay?"

"Friends, I like that." Arizona smiles and looks at his shirt. "Sorry about your shirt." She says pointing to the tear marks on it.

"Don't worry about it." He says standing up and clearing the dishes. A beeping rings from the laundry. "I'll just chuck your clothes in the drier and then did you want to watch some south park?"

"Oh my god, Yes! I haven't watched that in years." Arizona says excitedly.

"Well you make coffee and I'll be back in a sec." He says walking to the laundry. Arizona starts on the coffee, just finishing as Alex comes back in. "The only furniture have is in my room so the T.V's in there too. Come on."

The morning passes as they watch South Park lazily on Alex's bed. Arizona crashed for a couple of hours and woke up to a freshly dressed Alex. "Here are your clothes, I got Jackson and April to drop off your car and I brought your suit case up. Take your time getting ready, no rush." Alex leaves the bedroom shutting the door behind him.

Arizona lays there looking at the door Alex left through thinking, who the hell is this guy? Never has she seen him this caring towards anyone else over the years. When she woke up this morning in his arms it was a different feeling but not a bad one, and she wasn't blind to his good looks. He had that whole cute scruffy 'I don't give a damn' look about him that made him hot. She was gay but knew men could be hot, just not in the way women were hot to her. She thought maybe she was just being overly sensitive with everything that's happened in the past two days and someone actually being nice to her is making her have these mixed feelings. Shoving that thought down she jumps up and starts to get ready to beg for her job back.

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