Here
Title: Here
Author: axdorkxable
Pairing: Callie/Arizona
Rating: PG
Summary: Post 6x18. What happened after Callie confessed she really wanted children, and Arizona pulled away.
Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
Here
And I wouldn't change a thing
I'd walk right back through the rain
Back to every broken heart
On the day that it was breakin'
And I'd relive all the years
And be thankful for the tears
I've cried with every stumbled step
That led to you and got me here, right here
- Here by Rascal Flatts
Callie stood out the window, looking through it with unseeing eyes. Outside, she was nothing; a ghost of a shell she once was. Inside, however, was another story. Inside, her heart beat painfully against her chest. She was at loss. Her girlfriend, her lover, the love of her life, was gone. She bit her lip, trying to fight the tears that threatened to escape. She was tired of crying.
It had been three days, three long horrendous days, since Callie confessed she wanted children someday. She knew Arizona didn’t want any, but she thought they could work things out. Maybe even Arizona would tell her why she didn’t want any kids.
She left.
Without a word, Arizona had pulled her hands away and just left. She wasn’t at the hospital, and she wasn’t at her home. Callie had no clue were the blonde had gone. Her stuff was still here; a random butterfly scrub cap, an extra pair of wheels for her wheelies, clothes scattered around the room. But she was not here.
“I see tiny coffins.”
Callie’s head whipped around, her eyes finding the source of the voice in the semi-darkness. “Ari?”
Arizona didn’t move from where she was standing at the door. “When I close my eyes, I see tiny coffins, tiny coffins that hold my children. I’m afraid that that will really happen. I’m afraid that if I have children, they will die like I see children do every day.”
Callie took a few steps foreword, afraid that Arizona would flee again. When she did not, Callie spoke; “We don’t have to have children.”
Arizona shook her head. “I’m sorry I left, I was just so scared of what you would think. But then I realized how stupid I was. I’m afraid, but as I thought about it, I want your children, Calliope. I want them to have your cute nose, your toughness, and... ”
“You’re dimples,” Callie manages to get out.
Arizona laughs breathlessly and nods. “And my dimples.”
Unable to take it anymore, Callie rushed the rest of the way and collapsed into her girlfriend. Sobs come from her throat as she buried her nose in Arizona’s blonde hair. “Don’t leave me.”
Arizona pulled her close, rubbing the taller woman’s back. “Shh, I’m here, I’m not going to leave.”
And she never will.
Author: axdorkxable
Pairing: Callie/Arizona
Rating: PG
Summary: Post 6x18. What happened after Callie confessed she really wanted children, and Arizona pulled away.
Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
Here
And I wouldn't change a thing
I'd walk right back through the rain
Back to every broken heart
On the day that it was breakin'
And I'd relive all the years
And be thankful for the tears
I've cried with every stumbled step
That led to you and got me here, right here
- Here by Rascal Flatts
Callie stood out the window, looking through it with unseeing eyes. Outside, she was nothing; a ghost of a shell she once was. Inside, however, was another story. Inside, her heart beat painfully against her chest. She was at loss. Her girlfriend, her lover, the love of her life, was gone. She bit her lip, trying to fight the tears that threatened to escape. She was tired of crying.
It had been three days, three long horrendous days, since Callie confessed she wanted children someday. She knew Arizona didn’t want any, but she thought they could work things out. Maybe even Arizona would tell her why she didn’t want any kids.
She left.
Without a word, Arizona had pulled her hands away and just left. She wasn’t at the hospital, and she wasn’t at her home. Callie had no clue were the blonde had gone. Her stuff was still here; a random butterfly scrub cap, an extra pair of wheels for her wheelies, clothes scattered around the room. But she was not here.
“I see tiny coffins.”
Callie’s head whipped around, her eyes finding the source of the voice in the semi-darkness. “Ari?”
Arizona didn’t move from where she was standing at the door. “When I close my eyes, I see tiny coffins, tiny coffins that hold my children. I’m afraid that that will really happen. I’m afraid that if I have children, they will die like I see children do every day.”
Callie took a few steps foreword, afraid that Arizona would flee again. When she did not, Callie spoke; “We don’t have to have children.”
Arizona shook her head. “I’m sorry I left, I was just so scared of what you would think. But then I realized how stupid I was. I’m afraid, but as I thought about it, I want your children, Calliope. I want them to have your cute nose, your toughness, and... ”
“You’re dimples,” Callie manages to get out.
Arizona laughs breathlessly and nods. “And my dimples.”
Unable to take it anymore, Callie rushed the rest of the way and collapsed into her girlfriend. Sobs come from her throat as she buried her nose in Arizona’s blonde hair. “Don’t leave me.”
Arizona pulled her close, rubbing the taller woman’s back. “Shh, I’m here, I’m not going to leave.”
And she never will.