Friday came all too quickly for me. I was enjoying spending quality time with Seth and actually feeling healthy for the first time since I found out about the cancer. Unfortunately that was all coming to a close for me as I walked bravely into the treatment center on the bottom floor of the hospital. After I signed in I took a seat in the waiting room and tapped my foot nervously on the floor as I waited to be called. I hadn't spoken to Arizona since the date, and I wasn't so sure she was coming to my treatment if she hadn't even called me since the date. I waited for almost ten minutes before Dr. Peterson called me back to the treatment room. Arizona still hadn't showed up at that point. I was halfway through with my treatment before she ran in looking flustered. She smiled and sat down next to me. I didn't return the smile.

"How are you?" Arizona asked.

"Fine. Why didn't you even bother to call?" I asked angrily. The smile vanished from Arizona's face.

"You aren't divorced yet." Arizona answered.

"But I'm getting divorced." I snapped. Arizona sighed.

"I can't. I can't do this with you when you're still married. Wither you're on your way out or not, the main thing is that for the current time you are still married to him." Arizona argued.

"Then why the hell did you come to this? Why waste your time?" I asked. Arizona looked angry now.

"I want to be with you eventually and until then I thought I could be a good friend." Arizona defended.

"Just leave." I told her angrily and stared down at my IV site. Arizona huffed and stormed out of the treatment room. I sighed and put my head in my hands. A few minutes later I heard the door open and close. I didn't bother to look up from my hands though. "Arizona I asked you to leave." I said calmly.

"I'm not Arizona, but I imagine you don't want me here either." Mark's voice answered. My head snapped up so I was looking at him.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked coldly.

"I wanted to make sure you were okay. I'm so sorry about what I did to you with Lexie. Can we please give our marriage another chance? I don't want Seth to grow up without seeing his dad a lot. I grew up that way and it was crap." Mark pleaded. I shook my head.

"I don't think we can fix this. You cheated on me, and you haven't been with me through this cancer mess." I told him calmly. Mark sighed.

"I tried. I swear I tried not to cheat." Mark pleaded.

"I'll think about it Mark, but you have to prove that you're committed to this marriage." I told him. Mark nodded.

"Absolutely. We can even try counseling." Mark suggested. I nodded.

"Do you want to sit?" I asked gesturing to the empty chair where Arizona had just been sitting. Mark nodded and sat down. We sat in awkward silence the rest of my treatment. When I was done Mark went back to work and Addison took me home. Mark promised to bring Seth home and to try to get off early. Addison was not a fan of our idea to work it out, but she kept her mouth shut the whole way to the house. Once we were at the house she set me up on the couch. She put a sheet down over it and put covers on the pillows. I was still feeling okay at this point, but I knew by tonight I probably wouldn't be feeling too great.

"I'll stay here tonight." Addison told me. I nodded.

"Mark will be here so you don't have to." I told her as I eased myself down onto the couch. Addison nodded.

"I know, but in case he decides to be a douche again, I want to be here." Addison told me and sat down in the lay-z-boy. I smiled and nodded.

"So, what shall we do while I still feel up to it?" I asked.

"Do you want to play a game? I'm sure I could beat you in Scene-it." Addison suggested. I smiled.

"You're on." I told her. Addison smiled and got up to get the game. We played and just hung out until around five in the afternoon. That was when the Chemo started to get the best of me. My stomach had taken a nasty turn. It was rolling and turning uncomfortably and making me so nauseas. Addison gave me some anti-nausea medicine and sat a bucket down by my head just in case I had to throw up. I was having horrible hot flashes as well. I ended up spending the entire night laying down with a cold towel on my head and trying not to throw up. Mark never came home and Addison ended up having to leave me for a few minutes to go get Seth. I hoped Mark had a really good reason why he didn't come home. I could already tell that working on our marriage was probably going to be a waste of time. I never saw Addison come in with Seth, I fell asleep before they came home.

When I woke up the next morning I felt even worse somehow. I didn't think it was possible, but here I was feeling absolutely horrible. I groaned and rolled over to bury my face in my pillow. I hated my body so much right now.

"Callie are you alright?" I heard Addison ask. I turned my face out of my pillow to look in the general direction her voice had come from. She was sitting in the recliner off to the side of the room. I shook my head slowly, my stomach rolled and I leaned over to vomit into the bucket. Addison was up out of the chair in seconds and by my side. She pulled my hair back and rubbed my back while I threw up again. Once I was sure I wasn't going to throw up anymore I rolled back over and took deep breaths to calm my stomach. Addison felt my forehead. "Well your fever broke." Addison informed me. I nodded slowly.

"Did Mark ever come home?" I asked. Addison nodded.

"He's asleep right now. He's got a sound alibi too. He was in surgery with Derek until ten at night." Addison told me. I nodded and closed my eyes.

"Good." I breathed.

"Get some sleep Cal." Addison whispered.

Howdy folks, here comes some more angst. I remind you, endgame Calzona. Have no fear, Callie and Arizona will get that big happy family I hinted at in the earlier chapters. They just won't have a smooth time get there, life is never that easy.