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Hard Way Home (6/?)

Title: Hard Way Home (6/?)
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17. PG-13 for now.
Summary: Almost two years have passed since The Storm. After failed attempts at therapy and rekindling, Callie and Arizona are doing their best to move on, but that isn't always the easiest. When a gorgeous, British hospital equipment sales representative shows up in Callie's life- is that enough to end it all for Callie and Arizona? Or, will it be what they need to reconcile?
Disclaimer: I own Evelyn Jeffries, but the rest of this is so not mine.
A/N: So, of course I have had this up and ready for a while but then real life always comes in and womp-womp's on my plans. Like those big womp-womp's in Super Mario. Anyway, a couple things: Brooks is alive in this- I wrote this pre-premiere. Two: Richard has retired, per this chapter. Three: Bear with me. I love you all and am working extra hard to make the next update speedy!
Beta'd: foreverleyton- Who sincerely kicked my ass editor-style on this one. Dunno what I'd do without her for this fic!

There was a time in her life Arizona considered herself a good man in a storm. She had persevered through so many things:  the life of a military brat, losing her brother, finding that person she loved, losing her once, losing her twice, thrice, losing her leg, then losing her mind. She knew, with certainty, that the breaking point was the leg, but she left her resolve somewhere else. It shattered somewhere, and she turned into an ugly shell of herself.  That loss lapsed into the monstrosity that was infidelity then splintered into this anxious, fearful mess her life is now.

In all the mess, all of the confusion of the past few years, there was one undeniable truth. She missed Callie. Her Callie.

And now, she knew she was slipping away.  She could feel it. Usually, with break ups there was a certain amount of time to move on; a period of stomach-sinking dread each time a name is brought up until, suddenly, they no longer had the power to hurt. That power just disappeared.  And yet, this time Arizona knew it would be different.  This time that feeling would never go away.

Finishing up her surgery, Arizona let the parents know their little Annie would be safe and sound with a really neat scar that her hair would grow over and cover, and finds a place to hide. She continuously pages Hunt 9-11, so much his pager is probably a solid beep by now, and she’s sure wherever he is, he’s furious.

When the door to the conference room swings open, revealing a red-faced and glaring Owen Hunt, Arizona confirms that theory.

“Arizona, what the hell is going on?” he demands, looking around the empty conference room.

Arizona sits in the corner and glares at him. “Why is she here?”

Hunt, bewildered and more than a little taken aback at the harshness of Arizona’s tone, quirks a brow:


“Dr. Boswell,” Arizona says through gritted teeth.

“She’s here for an interview,” Hunt blanches. “I was going to tell you, Arizona, I just couldn’t find—”

“You don’t think that’s a conflict of interest? Or, better yet, a problem?” the blonde sputters. “I can’t work with her.”

“Dr. Robbins,” Hunt chides. “Whatever issues are going on in your personal life with Dr. Boswell—”

“They aren’t issues, Hunt. I’m not some petty school-girl. You know what this will do to the hospital, to Callie.  To me.”

“I know exactly what she’ll do for this hospital, Dr. Robbins. Do you? Do you know she’s a Harper Avery award winner? That she’s the first American doctor to break ground on-”

Arizona cuts him off, again, staving off a diatribe that’s brewing just below the surface. “So, all of the medical equipment, that’s not enough? The fact that our trauma bays are operating with military precision? The Syrians, Hunt?!  None of this is “groundbreaking?”


“No.  No.  She can’t be here.  Don’t make me pull rank, Owen. Because I will, and that will not go over well for either of us.”

He falls silent for a moment, confliction shadowing his brow. “Arizona, she’s a good surgeon. A great one.  You can pull rank, but it will have to be a vote. You know how the board operates. Plus, she will be Neuro, technically, not Peds. She’s Derek’s, not-”

“You think Callie will vote in favor of having her here?” she spars, challenging Hunt.

He crosses his arms over his chest. “So, that’s two. There’s still Meredith, Derek, Avery and Yang. And Derek, might I remind you, is who she would be working with.”

The peds surgeon deflates at Hunt’s words. She should no longer be surprised by people at this juncture in her life, but she is floored.

Owen’s voice softens when her shoulders slump but he stands firm.  “She’s an excellent surgeon, Arizona. Her credentials are impeccable. She’s what Grey-Sloan needs.”

Arizona rises to her feet. “I think I’ll be considering how much I actually need Grey-Sloan.  And you should consider how much Grey-Sloan needs me.”

“Arizona, be reasonable,” Hunt pleads.

“Be a human being.”


Gourmet breakfast sandwiches are delicious, Callie decides, as she chomps happily on hers, occasionally washing it down with some of the best coffee she’s ever had. The cup says “Common Cow Roasters” and Callie chuckles. She’s tickled, actually, at all of this. Kale was something she generally equated with the leaves Aria stuffed into her mouth when they were children (her sister was “Trying to make a scarecrow,” naturally). It turns out, however, that kale is delicious when paired with sharp cheese and an impeccably prepared egg.

She hums to herself in approval of the delicious treat. Breakfast was usually a huge plate of worry washed down with some irrational anxiety, topped off with a healthy serving of self-doubt. While this meal had done wonders to diminish her waistline, the Cuban in her, the one who found comfort in food and sharing food, would welcome a little more roundness to her curves in the name of these sandwiches and half and half parties.

Callie could get used to this. A smiley, happy girl bringing her breakfast and kissing her cheeks. She could get used to it for sure and that thought causes an explosion of fear that roils in her stomach, and all of a sudden the breakfast sandwich is no longer that tasty. Doesn’t it always start this way? Cute gestures and breakfast sandwiches... and then what? Cheating? Or, maybe worse, falling for her, the girl with the sandwiches?  Admitting once and for all that her life with Arizona is over?

Now glaring at the breakfast sandwich, Callie leaves the untouched half and looks worriedly into her coffee cup. She takes one last sip before tossing the rest of it into the garbage.

There’s this part of her that wants to go full speed ahead, spend some time in the loft with a dog and homemade pizza, but there’s also this part of her that’s locked up tightly with a tossed away key, and unless Evelyn has a penchant for adventures in finding lost things, she’s not sure that will ever open up.

But there’s this other part of Callie that wants the intimacy she thinks that can come with Evelyn, the passion of getting lost with someone again, the comfort of knowing that at the end of a bad day, there’s someone there with a glass of wine and a shoulder rub to make it better.

She has to get up and move, and now that caffeine is coursing through her veins at an alarming rate, she wishes she could run a marathon. Instead, she has rounds, which hopefully will be a decent distraction from the fact that now she is thinking about Evelyn Jeffries more than usual, and that is truly saying something.

Taking a deep breath, washing her hands in the sink below, and redoing her ponytail, Callie steps into the hallway once more. There’s something that’s always been refreshing about stepping into the hospital again, alive like a hive. She takes her time getting back to her post-op traumas, knowing that there a few that may or may not make it through the night.

She checks in on the pastor, knowing she still has to make the trek up to Peds but putting it off as long as possible. He’s stable, and looks good, but is still on a healthy cocktail of pills that are easing his pain and making him sleepy. His wife snoozes beside him in those uncomfortable chairs, and suddenly all Callie can see is herself, sitting beside Arizona for so many nights, watching bewildered blue eyes begging her wife to keep her whole. And then, there’s that fleeting flutter of guilt she always feels remembering Arizona’s eyes when she woke again and realized her leg was gone.

Shaking off the memories that swim sickly in her stomach to mix with thoughts of Evelyn Jeffries, Callie heads up a floor.  Peds looks the same, the huge mural of pictures, kids that have been in and out smiling with Arizona and Karev, on the wall. It’s pretty spectacular to see, every time. Callie heads to the front desk to chat with a few of the nurses, catch up on their lives. They were her friends, once, and familiar faces when she was married to the head of peds.  She realizes she wants that back and, slowly, is reclaiming her life on all floors of this hospital.

But it’s there, on that calm and familiar floor, where the wind is completely knocked out of her sails. It’s there she sees Lauren Boswell.


There was a time when Callie remembered spending a whole day crying. It was two days after Arizona had left her standing in an airport and the tequila high had finally worn off. Callie cried all day long then and into the night. She cried herself hoarse.

The only other time Callie had cried that hard was when Arizona told her about Lauren.  And now, here she was standing ten feet from the woman her ruined her life.  A woman who is blissfully unaware as she tickles a baby in the arms of what Callie assumes was his mother. The woman is visibly charmed by the antics of Dr. Boswell and Callie feels her stomach drop and her knees buckle.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” she says abruptly.

All sets of eyes turn towards her outburst, including the baby. Callie glares at Lauren, unabashedly, before turning to leave and bumping almost comically into Arizona.

“No,” Callie snorts.

“Uh, Callie?” Arizona asks before her gaze falls just past her ex-wife. “No,” she mumbles.

“Get her out of here,” Callie says through her teeth. “Now. I own this hospital. Get out,” she repeats, turning to speak directly to Lauren.  She realizes how feeble she sounds, how childish. How justified.

“Dr. Torres,” Lauren schmoozes with a clear of her throat. “Certainly, you can keep your voice down on the Pediatric wing.”

“Certainly, you can get your ass out of here,” Callie fires back.

Arizona steps in, standing between the two of them, realizing that this looks like something out of a bad soap opera. “Enough. Don’t do this here.”

In truth, she’s seen Callie like this before and she knows she’s viperous and ready to strike. Lauren looks smug, when she should be petrified, and hurriedly the mom and her baby head off in the other direction.

“I was just going,” Lauren stiffens, preening over the front of her scrubs, removing invisible specs of lint from it. “I’m late for my interview, after all.”

Callie’s eyes bug and she leans against the nurse’s station, grateful it’s there to catch her almost-fall.

Lauren breezes past the two and disappears through the double doors.

“Did you know about this?” Callie looks to Arizona now, eyes filled with renewed hurt and bewilderment.

“Hunt told me this morning,” Arizona shifts from her good leg to the prosthetic, wincing slightly. “But I—“

“Typical,” Callie scoffs as she heads toward the floor doors, getting the fuck up out of Peds.


Callie spends the next nearly forty minutes in full-blown panic attack, and then the self-soothing that has to occur afterward; shortness of breath, shaking hands, tingling fingertips. All of it is happening while her heart is racing so hard she’s got her cell phone out in case she needs to call Cardio. When she finally does calm down enough, she decides to dip out early from this psychotic day. She has tons of personal time and nothing scheduled. They have more than capable attendings working the floors. She won’t be missed. She can come back to get Sofia at the end of her shift.

And, the award for best mother goes to...

Callie hates that Dr. Boswell has this power over her. Hates that no matter where she goes, or how she feels, or how many times she thinks she’s okay one run-in with that slimey, snake of a woman leaves her shaking and sad.

When George cheated on her, she was pissed. She hated Izzie Stevens, sure, but George was not the love of her life. Still, the burning feeling of being cheated on was something she vowed to never let happen to her again. Yet, here she was...still feeling it all.

Callie almost makes it back to the locker room before she is stopped by Owen Hunt.

“Callie,” he says softly, clearing his throat, looking away from her for a moment. “We need to talk.”

Callie can tell by the bass in his voice what this is regarding.

He takes her silence as an initiative to move forward. “Lauren Boswell interviewed for a pediatric position today.”

“I am aware,” she answers robotically.

“We will vote on her moving in as our Pediatric Neurological Specialist, joining Dr. Shepherd as well as Dr. Robbins.”

“Would you like my vote now, or later?” Callie deadpans.

“I just didn’t want to blindside you,” Hunt explains. “I know this is a personal issue between you and Dr. Robbins, so I wanted to—”

“If you knew this was a personal issue, you wouldn’t have asked Boswell to come in for an interview. I’m late,” Callie says as she pushes past him.

“Callie—” Hunt calls after her.

Turning on her heels, Callie begins walking backward: “No, my vote is no,” she shouts loud enough for everyone in triage to hear.


Evelyn’s phone call wakes Callie up out of her trauma-laden nap. She panics for a second, thinking it’s her alarm to go get Sofia, but she realizes she’s only been asleep for around 40 minutes and she still has a few hours to spare.

“Hi,” Callie mumbles into the phone.

“Are you alright?” Evelyn asks, concern genuinely evident in her voice.

“Yes,” Callie replies instinctively, then reconsiders. “Well, no, I’m really not.”

“I heard the tittering of a few of the nurses and orderlies that you had a bit of a blow up at Dr. Hunt.” Evelyn starts carefully. “Do you want to talk?”

“Lauren Boswell is interviewing here,” Callie spits, then realizes that Evelyn has no idea who Lauren is.

“What?” Evelyn exclaims, more loudly then Callie expected. “How do you know Lo-Lauren, I mean. How do you know her?”

“She’s the woman Arizona slept with, while we were together.”

“I’m not surprised,” Evelyn mumbles into the receiver.

Realization strikes Callie like a brick over the head. “Wait, you know her?”

“I have the misfortune of knowing her, yes. She is not a very nice person, Callie,” Evelyn clears her throat. “Let me bring you dinner tonight. Clint has a playdate, and will beg for a slumber party. But I’ve already spoken with the other young man’s mother, and it is fine. The boys are off of school tomorrow.”

Callie wavers for a moment, unsure if she can get it together in time to spend an evening with her new…whatever Evelyn is to her.  Deciding she could use the distraction, Callie responds, “I have to get Sofia at 4, but maybe you could come over after she’s asleep? She usually goes down around 8:30.”

“Wonderful,” Evelyn says. “And Callie?”


“Don’t worry about Lauren Boswell. She…unfortunately, she lives for manipulation.  She has nothing on you and your heart.”

“Thanks, Evelyn.  Sincerely.”


( 49 comments — Leave a comment )
Oct. 1st, 2013 01:44 am (UTC)
Why? WHY must you make me love Evelyn?! You're bringing Arizona back to me and I thank you for that. But you and your TALENT are BREAKING MY HEART!

I love it.</p>

Thank you.

Oct. 2nd, 2013 10:34 pm (UTC)
I am sorry to break your heart, but happy you love Evelyn. She has been a very awesome character to enjoy.

Thank YOU. <3
Oct. 1st, 2013 02:31 am (UTC)
Oct. 2nd, 2013 10:35 pm (UTC)
Hahahahah. I read this comment at work and had to stuff my phone away because I was laughing so hard. Love it. :) Short and sweet.
Oct. 1st, 2013 03:54 am (UTC)
It's pretty embarrassing how much I adore this story. Seriously, I fist-pumped when I saw the update. (lol - try not to judge me so hard)
Evelyn knows Ratchwell! (new name, I think it's pretty fitting. heh) And I loved how both Arizona AND Callie separately laid in to Owen. Ugh, he so would offer her an interview. Jerk-face. I hope the board vetoes her right out of Seattle.
lol OH THE DRAMA! (I love this. more please :) )
Oct. 2nd, 2013 10:40 pm (UTC)
That makes me so happy. Between working 40+ hours a week, a personal life in shambles, and the propensity to drink heavily on Saturdays, I fist-pump when I actually update.


It is tres dramatique (don't think that's correct), but I am glad you like it so far.
Oct. 3rd, 2013 12:32 am (UTC)
Aww, sending ((hugs)) for the shambley (not a word) personal life.
Oct. 1st, 2013 04:50 am (UTC)
"Hard Way Home" is a warning, not a tease, huh? You're killing us! My fangirl heart is shattering all over the place. I want to look away, but darn you and your talent and your spot on characterization and your heartbreaking story-telling! You're too good; I can't not read! I'm clinging to the 'home' part!

I loved Arizona telling Owen “Be a human being". And I love that Evelyn seems to have a history with Boswell. Intriguing!
Oct. 2nd, 2013 10:41 pm (UTC)
Mine is too! Please look back on my billions of shiny, happy fluffy stories. It's gotten so bad that I refuse to accept Grey's canon as anything but a shitty dream. I am still waiting for the whole series to end that way. As a damn dream.

I hope you like where this is headed. And thanks for taking the time to comment!
Oct. 1st, 2013 05:09 am (UTC)
Oooh Evelyn (stop making me love her with Callie!) knows Boswell? Huh...interesting. I need the next update to this, yesterday. It's getting so good.

Ugh, Owen is unbelievably annoying, but I think I hate him a little bit in this? Yes, I do. I'm amazed as to how uncomfortable and nauseous I get while reading about Boswell. So curious as to what her purpose is in this story.

ETA: Oh yeah, “Be a human being.” slayed me. At least I'm glad Arizona is clear about the fact that she doesn't want her around...(for now?) :(

Edited at 2013-10-01 05:15 am (UTC)
Oct. 2nd, 2013 10:43 pm (UTC)
I know. It's hard to hate her! She is lovely. :) I have been working extra hard on it. I wish I had a few hours added to my day just set aside for writing. There would be endless, decaf lattes with clever foam art.

I'm sorry you hate him. He always seems so practical to me. And, at the end of the day, Lauren Boswell may be a shitty person but she's a good doctor.

Oct. 1st, 2013 06:38 am (UTC)
Ugh, Hunt! *thwomps* Glad to see that Evelyn knows Boswell though, I'm kinda hoping that her understanding of Boswell will help Callie understand Arizona a little more.

I aso admit to being very happy that Callie threw Evelyn's breakfast sandwich out. And actually, I feel a little bit better about the Callie/Evelyn thing after having read this chapter. Callie likes Evelyn, but she doesn't like like her, I don't think. She's lonely, and Evelyn's nice to her. Who wouldn't be attracted to that? I'm hoping that means there's still hope for your Callie and Arizona.
Oct. 2nd, 2013 10:44 pm (UTC)
Hunt can be super infuriating!

Callie is struggling, for sure. Evelyn is a great catch, but Callie has had Arizona's (breakfast) sandwiches.

I know this is a heartbreaking road! Thank you for sticking with me on it.
Oct. 2nd, 2013 11:16 pm (UTC)
Wait if it's heartbreaking does that mean it's not C/A endgame? I was kinda assuming it was since it's posted here but I may have to bow out if not. I love your writing but I can't read any more fics where Arizona ends up alone and unhappy - they break my heart! That said I completely respect your right to keep the mystery :)
Oct. 1st, 2013 09:00 am (UTC)
Once again, it's your skill as a writer that makes me almost cringe while I read. And I keep going back and forth on "do I wait until it's complete before I read it?" or "do I trust the author to stick with it as it happens?" So far, it's the latter.

As the story unfolds, I feel so sorry for Arizona, but nothing she's said or done gives me any hope that Callie would choose her. I'm a Calzona fan, but in this story, I don't see any way back for them. Evelyn is too perfect and maybe that's the only thing Callie doesn't want. Perfection can be boring, I suppose.

I'm with strandedinaber (I think it was her) that said she wanted Callie to pick Arizona, not because Evelyn did something bad. I just don't see how Callie could pick Az right now.

Anyhoo - great job as always
Oct. 2nd, 2013 10:47 pm (UTC)
I know this has been a struggle for you, and as a writer, I truly appreciate you coming back for more. I hope, sometime, there will be something that eases your mind a little bit.

Arizona is a lost puppy right now. Cheating is a horrible subject, and being the cheater is never as cut and dry as being the one that's cheated on (IMO). There's a lot of deep soul-searching that makes one wonder if they are truly a damaged human being.

Thank you! I love Evelyn, and I love my girls. I will do my best to protect them all. <3
Oct. 2nd, 2013 10:53 pm (UTC)
I appreciate your response. With all that's happening on the show, I may not be able to read your story until it's complete. It's all just a little too painful. This is by no means a reflection on your writing ability. I LOVE your work. I just don't know if I can read the angst as well as watch it on the show. I'll try to hang in there. Really. Just please drop a few crumbs from time to time to let us know it's not all horrible for Arizona.

And I agree with you. There is so much more to delve into with the cheater than the "cheatee".
Oct. 2nd, 2013 11:13 pm (UTC)
Agreed :s I may have to wait and see if it does all end happily...
Oct. 2nd, 2013 11:18 pm (UTC)
Yep that was me. I have a need (well, a fervent wish) for Arizona to be special to someone and be chosen...
Oct. 1st, 2013 09:05 am (UTC)
Story Hunt takes the cake for AssHattery!
Evie is just so nice and generous and British, it's perfect. History b/w Lauren and Evelyn...intrigued.
Praying for a quick update! Thanks for a wonderful chapter!
Oct. 2nd, 2013 10:51 pm (UTC)
Asshattery- BAHAHA! I loved that. Got a real laugh out of it, so thank you.

Thanks for your patience! Doing my best to get it all done timely!

Oct. 3rd, 2013 12:08 pm (UTC)
Well, I love words like tomfoolery and skulduggery; no one uses them anymore...they inspire me to make up ones such as this. Glad it got a laugh!
Oct. 1st, 2013 10:42 am (UTC)
I hate Owen!!!! Seriously!!! Can I please kick him in the nuts? I said please :D
Oct. 2nd, 2013 10:47 pm (UTC)
I see no objections! ;)
Oct. 1st, 2013 02:09 pm (UTC)
Question is how close will Callie and Evelyn get before Arizona steps in, and reminds Callie in some awesome, super "good man in a storm," kind of way that they are made for each other and "none of the rest" matters? I adore Evelyn, but I adore Arizona more. Thank you for the update. As always, it's perfect and spot on! It's torture, but amazingly, well-written torture.
Oct. 2nd, 2013 10:51 pm (UTC)
Thank you! Hang in there! I really appreciate you reading this!

Also, loooove that icon. Mmm!
Oct. 3rd, 2013 01:21 am (UTC)
The icon is courtesy of LJ user, yaya-na's journal. (It's the actual physical contact in that scene - more than just the kiss -that gets to me.) I will hang on. This story is too good not to! So thanks again!
Oct. 1st, 2013 04:24 pm (UTC)
Loving this story! Evelyn is adorable and this make everything even more difficult, I can totally relate to Callie. And if Callie and Arizona weren't my dreamy couple (even if the thought of this senseless cheating still rip my heart) I would totally go with her, because Callie deserves that kind of love and protection and empathy and caring.
I wonder why Arizona cannot ask the damn Whoren Bitchwell to go very far from her and her family. What is it that Arizona thinks of Whoren? Is she aware of how much of a manipulative bitch she is? How much she hurt her family and she is still hurting them?
Arizona's rightly feeling Callie is sliping away and this is the time to really fight to get her back if it is what she really want and let Callie see she is still the love of her life and worth the risk.

Oh the drama, oh the possibilities! Your writing and creativity are amazing. Thank you.
Oct. 2nd, 2013 11:04 pm (UTC)
Yes. She is making it more difficult for Callie who obviously has vows with someone else! Vows that she thought were legit.

I love everyone's nicknames for Lauren Boswell. WHOREN. Oh God, I'm dying. I think Arizona is realizing that, hence her trepidation about having her in the hospital. I promise it will pan out and there will be some hopeful resolution.

Thank YOU for the awesome comment. I really appreciate it. :)
Oct. 1st, 2013 04:56 pm (UTC)
love the story!
Lauren Boswell is a terrible human being, I really hope she's not Evelyn's ex or something.
and I don't like Owen here, well, to be honest, I never liked Owen since he came to the show, Christina Yang could do so much better than Owen, he's just dishonest, selfish, and also the biggest hypocrite on the show.
Oct. 2nd, 2013 11:07 pm (UTC)
Thank you for loving my story! Sorry my Owen representation brought out all of the feels! I love Yang and deep down think she should be with Meredith, but I think that might be too dark and twisty for anyone to handle.
Oct. 5th, 2013 11:10 pm (UTC)
yeah.... I just really don't like Owen as a person.
but please, can we keep Evelyn in this story, let Callie be with her and be happy fro once?

I know, I know, as a Calzona fan I shouldn't hope that, but I just couldn't Callie get back together with Arizona after everything happened on the show. Maybe they should let each other go, and find new life and happiness with other people, and be great parents together for Sofia.
Oct. 1st, 2013 06:14 pm (UTC)
Oh laaaaawd give me more of this PLEASE. The angst is SO delicious. I love it from here to eternity.
Oct. 2nd, 2013 11:08 pm (UTC)
I love that YOU love this from here to eternity. I always giggle when I read your comments!

SO, thank YOU!
Oct. 6th, 2013 01:32 pm (UTC)
What! Really? Well damn, backatcha, so much. Really.
Oct. 2nd, 2013 08:31 pm (UTC)
Yay you came back. I must be the only person not mad at Owen. He didn't tell Arizona to fuck Lauren. She did all that herself. You can't wreck a home without some help people. I'm not saying she is not a manipulative bitch but Arizona fucked her with her free will so why take it out on Owen. The bitch is the best in her field why should the hospital suffer for personal reason.

If Arizona wants Owen to be a person...

She should have been a faithful wife....

now...before I get cussed out for my opinion. I will also add that she is most likely up to no damn good. I only worry about Callie. its hard to see that thrown in your face every day...

Which is why it good she has Evie!!!!! See how I did that...

Or she could IF she could just let go of the drama of another failed marriage. I'm sorry but its been two freaking years. If she and Arizona were gonna work it out they should have done so without the motivation of another person entering the scene.

Also.. God forbid someone be nice to Callie or show her some interest and remind her she deserves good things. I say this to Callie herself...Look in the mirror woman! You deserve the "sandwich girl" You deserve someone that gives you butterflies. You deserve Evie and the only way you don't is that if you fuck her over for more ex wife drama.

Now back to you my author. Great Job! Love this update and hope to see more. But remember..We may be few but there are TEAM EVIE folks out here so don't screw her over. hahahahah

Oct. 2nd, 2013 11:11 pm (UTC)
I don't think Owen is totally wrong here. I grappled with this part of the storyline and nearly took it out a few times. She is really good at her job, and truly would be an asset to any hospital. Maybe a shitty PERSON, but, hey. Most sociopaths are successful.

Evie is a gem. And she truly is someone who is beginning to care for Callie (and omg it freaks me out when I personify these characters. I'm not crazy, promise).

Don't worry, my team CALYN people (or whatever the clever moniker was), I promise that I will be good to Evie. I love her, too!
Oct. 2nd, 2013 11:39 pm (UTC)
It was Ellie but Calyn is not bad either
Oct. 5th, 2013 09:02 pm (UTC)
Uh oh. The fact that Callie is feeling vulnerable right now after her run-in with Lauren, plus the fact that Evelyn knows Lauren (perhaps has been in the same position as Callie in the past?) makes me nervous for this dinner date. NO SLEEPING TOGETHER, OKAY? (The fact that you're writing today means I'm hoping my comment will subconsciously settle in your brain.)

Also, Owen is an ass.
Nov. 26th, 2013 11:10 pm (UTC)
Great story
Will you be completing it?
Nov. 27th, 2013 02:57 am (UTC)
So I'm wondering how Arizona, Callie and Evelyn are doing these days? I miss them.
Feb. 2nd, 2014 09:16 am (UTC)
When can we expect an update? I love this story!!
Feb. 9th, 2014 12:42 pm (UTC)

I just wanted to let you know that I love this story. I really hope you come back someday to finish it. ¡Thanks for your work!
Mar. 20th, 2014 03:26 am (UTC)
I just love this story. Whenever you see fit to continue would be greatly appreciated. You are very talented :)
Jun. 18th, 2014 01:52 am (UTC)
I saw this story and read the whole thing... But I need more chapters! Plllleeeaaassseee
Oct. 1st, 2014 01:56 am (UTC)
Aww, Happy 1 year Anniversary to the update of this fic!
(I'm sorry, I'm not trying to be a jerk. I just literally went back and read this today and when I got to this chapter I noticed the date.)

I hope you are doing well and that this past year was a great one for you. This story is missed but - completed or not - will always be one of my favorites and one of the most well-written pieces out there.

Take care :)
Nov. 30th, 2014 05:51 pm (UTC)
I just NEEDED to tell you that i've been looking for this story for the last 3 weeks and FINALY- I can read it again! :D

I really do like Evelyn and Callie together!

Furthermore, I wanted to let you know that i'll be waiting if (hopefully when) you feel like updating and honoring us with another chapter :)
Qiana Kamya
Sep. 22nd, 2015 11:59 am (UTC)
Late to party
I don't even know how I found this story just before bed last night but I'm glad I did. I couldn't stop reading. Even as I told myself I should so I could call it a night (at 1am) I was fully prepared to read "just one more chapter". Imagine my chagrin at finding there weren't anymore chapters to read. I hope there's more to come!
Dec. 6th, 2015 04:38 pm (UTC)
RE: Late to party
It's such a great story, huh? I LOVE IT TOO :-)
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