In The Mind's Eye

Disclaimer: This is an AU story that combines The Godfather and Greys Anatomy together. I borrowed these characters, I own nothing.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Scaling Back

"I think it would be so best if you scaled back on your work hours. You could change your schedule to three days a week." The words fell from Callie's lips without missing a beat. They were more of a command, than a suggestion. She had softened her tone slightly at her parent's suggestion. Unfortunately, that didn't go over well with Arizona.

"I don't feel that I need to do that." Surprised by Callie's suggestion, the blonde was annoyed.

"Arizona I am concerned for your health. That was a very bad scare you had last week. And you had been having them off and on for a couple of weeks, which you failed to mention."

"Callie I am fine. I should have told you and I will do better about that. But I don't need to cut back on my hours."

"Arizona, right now you are not well. You need to slow down. There is nothing wrong with slowing down. We have a baby on the way. He should be our top priority."

Priorities are important in life. Everyone needs a list of priorities. It is the right to take precedence over everything else. A priority is something that is more important that other things and needs to be done or dealt with first. In Callie's mind, their son would be a priority in their lives. A number one priority. He would come before anything that she or Arizona had planned.

Since the blonde's sickness a week ago, Callie had made her priority Arizona and the baby. Seeing her wife so helpless, so lifeless on that floor, brought a flood of emotions to Callie. Her priorities shifted from that point forward. Arizona's health was at the top of her priority list and that would never change.

Flashback

Arizona lay helpless on the floor unconscious. Immediately, Callie ran to her pregnant wife. Feeling a pulse, Callie ran to Arizona's night stand and grabbed the blood sugar monitor and the phone. Immediately checking Arizona's blood, she knew this had to be the cause of the blonde passing out.

"Fourty." That was a very dangerous number. Racing to the bathroom to get the glucagon kit, Callie located it within less than a minute. Arizona had gone over this procedure with Callie months ago. She had even practiced giving shots with saline. Callie wanted to know what to do if she ever needed to help Arizona.

Drawing the medicine up into the syringe, Callie used the alcohol swab on Arizona's thigh and and then proceeded to inject the glucagon solution. Remembering that Arizona had once told her that if she ever passed out to always turn her over onto her side to prevent chocking, Callie rolled her wife over. Waiting for Arizona to awaken, Callie dialed 911. Then, she called her parents. Frantically screaming for Carlos to come over. "Arizona has passed out. I can't leave her by herself. Stop in the kitchen and bring a bottle coke upstairs with you."

Within ten minutes, the blonde came to. "Hey. Arizona. Can you hear me?" She was awake, but confused. Callie checked her blood level again. It had risen to sixty. That was much better, but still low.

"Arizona, I need you to look at me." Holding her wife in her arms, she felt helpless.

"Callie." Her voice was so small. So weak. Barely even a whisper.

"Hey baby. Can you drink some coke?" Raising Arizona to a sitting position, Carlos helped to hold Arizona's back so she wouldn't fall over. Callie worked with Arizona coaxing her to take some slow sips of the coke. The more she drank, the higher her blood sugar levels would go. As Callie administered the sugary drink slowly, she was irritated that the ambulance hadn't arrived yet.

"Where the hell is the ambulance?" Callie looked at her father in desperation. For a family that had everything, she felt absolutely helpless. And she didn't like it one bit.

Arriving a few minutes later, the paramedics were inside and accessing the blonde. Arizona was coherent, but very shaky.

"Dr. Torres, have you been having any recent problems with you blood sugar?"

Callie's eyes were trained on Arizona as she looked from the paramedics to Callie's direction. Knowing that she was about to admit her secrecy, Arizona closed her eyes. She knew Callie would be mad. And she did have a right to be.

"Yes. For the past two weeks." Arizona admitted in a shaky voice.

And, as soon as that confession left her lips, the fiesty brunette lit in. "Two weeks! And you haven't said a word!" The strong hands of the Italian father than had nurtured Callie from an infant, took hold of the brunette.

"We can settle this later. Now is not the time." Carlos whispered in Callie's ear.

Instantly demanding orders, Callie pointed to the smaller paramedic. "I want her taken in to be admitted."

"Yes mam. We are going to take her in."

"Callie, I'm fine." Arizona was not keen on being transported to the hospital. She knew her wife was mad right now. And she knew that she should have told Callie earlier. It it really wasn't necessary to be admitted.

"We are going to the hospital." Unfazed by the blonde's protests Callie insisted for Arizona and the baby checked out. Seeing Arizona at her worst with this disease, Callie refused to take any chances. Her wife would be accessed by a physician. Today.

Arizona was admitted twenty-four hours for observation. The ultrasound showed the baby was fine. Heartbeat was strong. Nothing was wrong.

And, Arizona improved as morning came and went. As she did, Callie found a rare moment alone with her wife to verbally chastise her for her actions. "You should have told me. I cannot believe you would keep something this important from me. And you talk about me keeping secrets..." Callie scoffed.

As the tears fell, Arizona cried as she confessed her reasons why. "I'm sorry. I should have told you. You just...I don't know how to say it Callie. You tend to hover."

"Because I'm worried. Because I don't want anything bad to happen to you or our son. You work all the time it seems. You seem to be a little forgetful lately. So yes. I do worry Arizona. What do you not get about that?" The tone was not dismissed by Arizona. Callie was mad. Hurt.

"You are right. And I'm sorry. I know you don't mean to hover, I just...I still want my independence. To be able to manage without needing your help or anyone else's. I am not useless Callie." Uncontrollable sobbing took over, as Arizona said the last part.

She did feel a bit useless at times over the last couple of weeks. She felt her independence slipping because of these spells and that just wasn't acceptable to the independent blonde mother. With this pregnancy her body felt out of control. She had trouble juggling everything. Work, pregnancy, her marriage, it all seemed overwhelming now. Arizona had a loaded plate with everything going on in her life. Thinking about everything, made the blonde fall completely apart.

Seeing her wife come undone, Callie decided to change her tactics. Screaming and arguing with Arizona would only stress her out more. And the baby, well he sure as hell didn't deserve that.

"Hey. Don't cry. You're going to upset yourself and the baby even more. You are right...I do tend to...hover, as you call it. But there is a baby in there sweetie." Placing her hand on her wife's stomach, Callie continued.

"You have to think about that. There are two of you. It's not just Arizona anymore. You have to tell me when something is not right. As soon as you feel weird, or sick, I need to know. Can we agree on that?" Calmly talking to her wife was in return settling the inner turmoil she felt. Her normal reaction would not be this kind, or affording, and certainly not this calm.

"Yes." Arizona answered.

It was enough for Callie to hear that one word...yes.. She would let this go, this one time. Mainly because of Arizona's incessant sobbing. She never could stand to see Arizona cry. But, if this happens again, that would be an entirely different story. No amount of crying would help the blonde out.

"Close your eyes and try to sleep okay?" Callie kissed her wife on the forehead, and sat back in her chair.

As Arizona slept, Callie sat in a rather uncomfortable chair and read a magazine. Hospital stays were boring and taxing on families. There are no comforts afforded in the hospital. But Callie didn't mind at all.

Two hours later, to get more comfortable, Arizona shifted in her bed. "I really want to go home. I want to be home in my bed. I hate hospital beds." Whining was not something that she was proud of at this moment, but she gave into it. Miserable and sore from her fall, the blonde mother to be made quite a pitiful case.

Taking her wife's hand, Callie brushed her fingers gently across pale skin. "I know you want to be home. Me too. How about this? When we get home tomorrow, we can snuggle in and sleep all day. How does that sound?" Callie wanted to wrap her arms around her wife. To protect Arizona and the baby.

Smiling a weak smile, Arizona answered, "I really would like that."

End of Flashback

Walking into her office, Callie called her father's house. The conversation she just had with her wife ended with Arizona storming upstairs and slamming their bedroom door shut. Following her didn't help the talk go any smoother as Arizona slammed the door shut in the brunette's face. No doubt, that was a tough pill for Callie Torres to swallow. She wasn't exactly accustomed to being disrespected, not even from her wife. And, she didn't like it at all. The hormones; the highs and lows, the surge of emotions that Arizona was experiencing were taking their toll on both wives.

Hearing her father answer the phone, Callie immediately started in on the older man. "Well that didn't go over well at all. And, I softened it up just like you said. You are the worst advice giver ever Papa."

Laughing, Carlos answered his daughter's upset tone. "I don't imagine it did go over well Callie. Arizona spent years in medical school and years perfecting her job. She is not going to give it up without a fight. And she shouldn't."

"Who's side are you on? I never said...I don't want her to give it up completely. She just needs to scale back. There is nothing wrong with cutting your hours back and taking it easy."

Knowing his daughter was dead set on this idea, Carlos suggested another approach. "Give her some time. Let the idea grow on her. You can't push everything down everyone's throats Callie. You always do that. She will come around. She just needs some time."

Ignoring her father's advice, Callie had another idea. More modern, more edgy. And certainly more aggressive. "Maybe I should go to the chief, have her hours reduced that way."

"Why don't you go ahead and sign your death warrant? You and I both know that will backfire Callie. That is the dumbest idea you have ever had. Listen to yourself. How would you even straighten that out with Arizona? NO. You do what I said and give it time."

Hopping on the phone to enter the conversation with her husband and daughter, Carmine spoke. "Just talk to her again in a couple of days Callie. And for God's sake, be gentle about it. You have no idea how to be gentle and kind. You hit everything head on sometimes."

Surprised and somewhat rejected by her parents' faith in her marital abilities, Callie answered, "I do not! Why are you both always on Arizona's side."

"Okay. Okay. Callie, listen to your mother. Bring this up again in a couple of days and see what she says." Carlos said, attempting to squelch his daughter's temper on this very touchy topic. It could be handled, but probably Callie would not be the best person for that job, Carlos thought to himself.

Around seven o'clock that night, Arizona received a page to come into work. Stopping by Callie's office, Arizona knocked on the door and told her wife that she had been paged in. As always, the brunette accompanied her wife on late pages into work. Usually waiting in the boardroom or in a doctors' lounge until her wife was finished and ready to return home.

Walking into the ER, Arizona saw the person she was looking for immediately. The source of her being paged. "Hey Bailey. They said you paged me to come in. What's going on?"

"Yes. I need help on a case. Come with me."

"As the two colleagues walked down the hall, Bailey mentioned Arizona's ever-expanding belly. "Your belly is so big now. How are you going to continue working for much longer honey?"

"Well, it's funny you should mention that. Callie actually mentioned it to me earlier. She wants me to scale back to three days a week."

"And how do you feel about that?"

Shaking her head, Arizona really had no answer for Bailey. "I don't know."

"Well, you better get to finding out how you feel. That wife of yours will not let this go most likely. She seems to be rather demanding, and don't get mad at me for saying that. It's an observation, that's all. So, you better decide if you are going to stand your ground or compromise."

"I know Bailey. I know." Brushing her hand over her stomach, Arizona breathed out. She didn't really want to give up her job. But, was Callie suggesting that she totally quit working? No. She was not. The brunette had never said that. She just wanted Arizona to cut back a little. And the truth was, Arizona was tired.

This pregnancy was taking a toll on her small frame. And once the baby arrived, she did want to stay with it some, but she still intended to maintain her work schedule. Maybe they could reach a compromise. As the two doctors entered their patient's room, Arizona thought, maybe a compromise was called for, but only on her terms.

Two days had passed since the dreadful conversation of Arizona reducing her work schedule. Two days that Callie had time to think more clearly on how to handle her wife. And, two days that Arizona had given more thought to Callie's offending suggestion. Arriving for dinner at Carmine's, Callie is the one to forge the subject of Arizona's work schedule.

"So, have you thought any more about cutting back to three days a week?"

"Yes. I have given it some thought." Sitting across from the brunette, Arizona had a rather straight unassuming facial expression on. Not giving anything away to her wife what so ever.

"And?" Callie asked. She hoped this went her way. In fact, she hadn't planned for it to go any way but her way.

Taking a deep breath, Arizona began what was going to be a touchy subject. "No. I won't cut back to three days a week. Callie, I have..."

"You will." Simple. Straight to the point. Mincing no words, Callie narrowed her eyes at the blue eyes that looked rather concerned at the moment.

"No, I won't. And let me finish ..."

"Do I need to speak to the chief?" Threatening Arizona wasn't exactly the wisest decision, but one Callie would choose if she needed to. She wasn't above it. One way or the other, this would go Callie's way. And as for Arizona, she had better get on board with it before trouble started.

Red faced and angry, Arizona unleashed her temper on the brunette. "Are you threatening me? Seriously? Is that what you're doing? Because I don't find that funny at all!"

Calm and collective, Callie continued to stare down the blonde that sat across from her the dimly lit table. This was supposed to be a romantic dinner. Romance was anywhere by here between these two wives at the moment. "I'm not making a joke. Either scale back at work or I will handle it myself."

Staring at one another, Arizona finally broke the long pause between them. "I cannot believe you. You really are something else, you know that? You have some nerve suggesting that to me. If you would have let me finish, I was going to tell you that I will scale back to four days a week. But you so arrogantly chose to throw your weight around as a member of the board. Disregarding me as an equal partner in this marriage. So, this is how you treat your wife? I can't believe you."

Swallowing, Callie knew she had jumped the gun on this subject. She just couldn't get what she wanted when she wanted it, so she broached a touchy subject like a bull in a china shop. Choosing to try and recover and move on from this Callie confirmed her wife's offer. It wasn't exactly what she wanted, but it was a start in the right direction.

"Four days a week. We agree on that. Done. So, what do you want to do tomorrow?" Saturday was the next day and Callie felt the need to change the subject. She looked like an idiot. Even felt like a bigger one too. And as her luck would have it, the evening was about to go from bad to worse.

Before Arizona could attempt to answer the brunette's question, she was interrupted by a soft, sweet sounding voice. Similar to her own, but the owner, entirely opposite from herself.

"Calliope? I haven't seen you in a while. You look beautiful. How are you honey?" As the woman put her hand on Callie's shoulder, Callie stiffened. And, Arizona held her breath. The look on the intruding woman's face was a look of lust. Arizona stared at the woman and didn't appreciate the gazing looks at all. As the tall brunette caressed Callie's shoulder, Arizona knew there was something between the two women. They had to be more than friends at some point.

The color drained from Callie's face, as she looked to Arizona and back to the tall brunette. An instant streak of jealousy ran through the blonde's veins. She was never one to be violent or to harm another living thing. But in this moment, she could have stuck her steak knife through the flirty woman's tiny little heart.

Meeting the hazel green eyes that stared intently at her, Callie looked away again to Arizona who sat across the table. Seeing the look on her wife's face, well...let's just say it wasn't a happy expression by any means. It was a look of jealousy. A calm rage. A look that Callie had never seen before.

"Caterina. This is my "wife" Arizona. Arizona this is Caterina. She's an old friend." Knowing that the brunette was anything but an old friend, Callie looked intensely at the hazel eyes that starred back at her. Dreamy eyes that Callie had never wanted or expected to see again stared back in return. The look Callie gave was a look of warning. Warning their owner to back off. Not to intrude in on her marriage.

Not obeying the silent command her former lover had given, Caterina pushed Callie's buttons a little too far. "Arizona. It's nice to meet the woman that stole my Calliope's heart."

"Caterina." Callie warned. If she weren't in a public place, this would have been an entirely different exchange. And not a friendly one at that.

Standing corrected, Caterina began again, "I'm sorry that was rude. Hi Arizona. I am Calliopes fiancée. Well, former fiancée. We were engaged and would have been married if Callie hadn't met you that day in the hospital." Sticking her hand out to shake hands with the pregnant blonde, Arizona refused the offer. She was outraged at the audacity of the woman. And, she was mad with Callie.

Choosing to stand, with great effort, Arizona turned to address her wife.

"I am no longer hungry. Why don't you two enjoy the rest of your evening. I will send the car back for you Callie." Snatching her gold purse from the table, Arizona walked in a fast trot to the door and exited Carmine's Restaurant.

An exasperated look donned Callie's face. "Why the hell did you do that? Are you insane? My wife is pre..."

"Pregnant? Yea I could see that. That was kind of hard to miss. Really? A blonde? And, she's not even that pretty either. What did she have that I didn't?" The arrogance dripped from Caterina's mouth. She had always held herself in too high regard.

Knowing she needed to go after Arizona, Callie stood. "I could have you erased. You do know that right?" Callie said as she narrowed her brown eyes at the brunette. If she had a gun, she probably would do it herself. She was just that mad at this moment.

Laughing, Caterina pushed the white plate that sat in front of her back. She had taken Arizona's seat when the blonde stormed out. Standing to meet Callie's height, she continued. "You couldn't do that. You and I both know you're a lot of hot air. So, why do you avoid me like the plague? "

"I don't avoid you. I don't have anything to say to you. We are over. Don't you get that?"

A full force vindicated laugh filled the air. "I left my marriage for you. I was comfortable, financially stable in the Brazini Family you know. And I left it all for you. And then you left me. Or threw me out is more like it."

Now see, this is where the story goes back. Caterina was once married to Brazini's son, Rafael. However, she and Callie had a year-long affair, much to everyone's knowledge. Caterina eventually left Rafael for Callie, by her own choice. Callie had initially resisted the idea of Caterina leaving her marriage, but Caterina wouldn't take no for an answer.

Caterina Brazini was in love with Callie Torres. However, for Callie's part, it started out as love, but as time went on, Callie began to feel suffocated. It had started out as attraction, but that fizzled out over time.

Yet she stayed with the woman. Even accepting Caterina's marriage proposal after she left her marriage. Oh, but Callie wasn't happy. There were no bolts of lighting, no electricity between them. Just sex. A physical connection only. And, what came from their disgraced union was an even further complicated war between the Families. What better way to piss another family off than by fucking one of their wives. Carlos had even told Callie that he thought she was doing it for business, as well as pleasure. That was anything but the truth.

Then Callie met Arizona that day in the hospital. The day she had brought little Carmine into the emergency room. And everything changed. Going home the next day, Callie had a long and intense talk with Caterina. Naturally as one could expect, the talk didn't go smoothly. Those talks never do. Shouts and tempers filled Callie's home as she broke the news to Caterina that day. And, she asked the her to move out. On the spot. No time was wasted discussing their relationship. It would not help matters. It was over. They were over. It had been over for quite some time in Callie's mind.

"I have nothing to say about that other than this." Pointing a finger in her former lovers face, Callie spoke rather harshly, "You divorced your husband. That was all on you. You made the choice. I never said..."

"You said you loved me." Catering injected. She was a strong force to reckon with at times. And now, of all times, she was there, testing Callie's nerves.

Throwing her hands in the air Callie said, "That was a long time ago. At the time I thought I meant it, but I'm not sure I ever did. I don't even think I ever knew what love was until I met Arizona." Callie answered back.

"I can't believe you fell in love with her. I loved you, you know. And, I still do." Caterina was impulsive. Demanding. A strong personality. In some way, she was even stronger than Callie. She was vindictive when she didn't get her way. And that was not a good thing at all.

"Well, I don't feel the same way. It was wrong on so many levels. What we did was wrong. What I did was wrong. And for that, I am sorry. It never should have happened. I am a changed person now Caterina. Reformed. Renewed. And, I am in a committed loving marriage."

Placing her linen white napkin on the table, Callie sought refuge from this most embarrassing situation. "So, if you will excuse me, I have to go and chase down my wife."

Callie had already had some trouble shaking the pushy brunette when she and Arizona were in the early stages of dating. Keeping it quiet, Arizona never had knowledge of Caterina Brazini. And Callie had hoped that it stayed that way. Now, that was shot to hell.

Callie was irritated that Caterina had ruined a moment between her and Arizona, albeit a tense moment, but a moment just the same. And, Callie was annoyed that Arizona had fled the scene, without any knowledge of anything other than what the bitch brunette had said to upset her. Arizona should have stayed to allow Callie to have a chance to explain this issue. At the same time, Callie wasn't even sure she wanted to explain this to Arizona. What was there to say? That she and Caterina had an affair for a year while Caterina was married into the Brazini family. That Caterina had left her marriage and then became engaged to Callie. And then dumped by Callie because Callie was love sticken upon meeting Arizona.

Yes...That about covered it. Revealing an affair to Arizona would certainly not be well received. Her wife abhored infidelity. How would Arizona accept the news? She hadn't cheated on Arizona per se. She ended it with Caterina the day after she met Arizona. Her relationship with Caterina ceased the day that she and Arizona had their first date. How would that go over? Would her very pregnant wife that raged with intense hormones understand this? Would she even listen?

Stepping to the side in order to leave, Callie's hand was stopped by the tall brunette that looked her straight in the eyes. "You're upset. I see it in your eyes. Why don't you let me make you feel better tonight Calliope?" Moving her left hand to graze Callie's side, ghosting her hands over the brunette's curves, Caterina smiled. A seductive smile. Callie may not be her's but Callie had never resisted Caterina's advances in the past.

Stopping Caterina's movements, Callie squeezed her hand very hard. Hard enough to inflict pain. "Stop." That's all Callie could get out, the intense anger rising. Begging to be released. She did what was the wisest decision at the time. Removing herself, she left the scene.

Walking into the kitchen Callie called for her driver to come back and retrieve her from the family's restaurant. She had to get home to her wife. Arizona had left in a manic frenzy of emotions and she needed to straighten this out.

Storming out of Carmine's, Arizona was now on her way home. She left her wife behind, to sit alone with her former lover. Thinking about that thought, Arizona cried. Through the silence that filled the dark cabin of her Mercedes, Arizona's cell rang. The familiar ring tone that she longed to hear. She hadn't seen her mother in months. And right now, she needed her mama. "Mom! How are you?"

"Good. How is my grandson?"

"Growing. I look like I've swallowed a watermelon." A small laughed fell from pink lips. It wasn't heartfelt and she knew her mother could probably tell. As they laughed together at Arizona's comment, the blonde let out a small sniffle.

"Is everything okay?" Barbara asked. Not seeing your child for months at a time, causes a parent to be concerned. And a child that was still in the mafia, well, that caused even more concern for the Robbins.

"I met Callie's fiancée today." Blurted out, without a thought as to how it sounded, Arizona felt relieved to finally say it to somebody.

Shocked by her daughter's words, Barbara asked for clarification. "Her what!"

Correcting herself, Arizona replied, "I'm sorry I meant ex-fiancé."

"That sounds a little better. What happened? Are you alright? Did something upset you?" Questions fell from the older woman's tongue. This was her child. Her flesh and blood. She too could have a bit of protective mothering to come out at times.

"I wasn't aware she had a fiancée. And they were apparently engaged when she met me. I mean, did Callie ask me out while they were together? Dear God...you should see her mama. The woman is stunning. She looks like a model. And I am so big. And fat. And I have...stretch marks Mom!"

Hearing her daughter crying through the phone, Barbara became some-what emotional herself. This was her only child. And to hear your only child miles away so upset, it was rather moving to the older woman.

"Did anything happen? Did Callie give you any indication that she still felt anything for this woman?"

"She was surprised to see her. But the woman kept rubbing it in, like she couldn't get enough jabs in there at me."

"What did Callie do?"

"I don't know what she did. I left her there. I stormed out. They both kept looking at each other, and..." crying uncontrollably, Arizona wept aloud.

"Arizona. Listen to me, calm down and get yourself together sweetie. Did Callie make you feel uncomfortable?"

"The whole situation made me feel uncomfortable Mom! They are probably bedded up at some hotel...oh my God..." Once again, the blonde lost all of her charisma. Crocodile tears flooded the back seat of her Mercedes as she thought about Callie having sex with someone else.

"Arizona, I don't want you this upset. It's not good for you or the baby. Do you want me to fly up for a few days?" She would do anything to help her daughter's feelings right now. Even if it meant getting in the middle of a conversation that she had no business involving herself in.

"No, you don't have to do that. I am just upset. What if Callie still loves her? She is beautiful, you should have seen her. What if they are having sex right now mom? What if Callie wants to leave me?"

"Arizona, I think you should turn that car around, and go back and get your wife. She is your wife. And, by the sounds of it, she didn't do anything to make you think she was in love with the other woman. Sure, there is some explaining that needs to be done about Callie's past, but you have one too."

"I am pulling up at home now. Rocco will go back for her. Don't worry. She won't have to walk home mom." The sarcastic tone wasn't missed by Arizona's mother.

"Well, when she gets back, you two need to have a serious talk. And don't scream at each other. Talk. You do know how to do that right?" Barbara jabbed slightly at her daughter. She knew Arizona had a past. And, oi the tables were reversed, Arizona would want the opportunity to talk with Callie and straighten any misunderstandings out.

"Yes, I do mom. When she gets back, we will talk." Arizona said as she exited the car.

"Okay, well call me if you need me. I will be on the first flight. And call me tomorrow and tell me how this all played out."

"I will. Love you." Saying goodbye, Arizona ended the call.

An hour later, a very angry and irrational brunette walked into her large brick home in the Torres Mall. She was furious that she had to wait for Rocco to return to pick her up from Carmine's. She was also furious that her wife had left her there with Caterina. Arizona didn't even ask for an explanation. Caterina had barged in on her time with her wife. Her wife...the one that held her heart. The one that she would die to protect. The wife that she loved more than her own self. Her wife.

The more Callie thought about her love for Arizona, she became angrier. She knew this would all have to come out now, and Callie wasn't sure how Arizona would handle it. But, she loved Arizona too much for this situation to be a situation between them. She loved her too much for Arizona to ever be upset with her over a past relationship. No, her past was not the best. She had been involved with a married woman. She had committed adultery in the past, but her past was just that...her past. Callie had changed. She had changed for Arizona. And, that was something. Something important. It definitely counted for something.