Arizona's POV: When I get back home, I run straight to my bedroom. Callie's old bedroom... I throw open my wardrobe, searching for something. "Aah, found it." I heave a big, black book full of photos onto my bed. As I flick through the photos, memories, good and bad, flood my mind.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I thought I was going to lose Callie. Even if we were broken up, I missed her so much. And she was willing to give up her dream... for me. The ambulance doors close. I look at her, and she looks back at me. I'm going go see if kids need help finding their parents. I start to walk away. People died. I spin around on my heels. People are dead. I... I don't want to have kids if it means I can't be with you. I slowly walk up to her. No. We'll have kids. We'll have all kinds of kids. I always thought I wasn't cut out to be a mom. But you'll be a great mom. She smiles at me. You'll be an amazing mom. And... I love you so much. And I can't live without you or our ten kids. We run up to each other and kiss passionately. Ping. My phone flashes. I pick it up, and a message appears. From Callie. "I'm gonna bring Sofia over to Seattle. We need to talk." I smile. She leaves another message. I open it up, and smile. "I can't wait to see you." She wants to talk. Does she still love me? I love you. Her smile fades. You do? I do. I do too...
