EPILOGUE

"Arizona you need to tell me what's going on." Callie whispered as the drove silently to the hospital. Well it wasn't exactly silent because the car was filled with the sounds of Arizona crying.

"Cameron and John got into an accident." Arizona replied through her sobs, "Bailey said it didn't look good at all."

"Morgan, what about Morgan?" Callie asked through panic.

"Morgan was at a friends house at the time." Arizona told her.

Callie let out a sigh of relief, "Everything will be okay." Callie whispered. "I promise."


Their alarm clock went off at 4:00 in the morning that morning. They were supposed to be at work by 5:30, and start the first day of the rest of their lives.

"Babe, wake up." Aria mumbled as she draped an arm around Cheyenne and laid her head on her shoulder. "Time for work."

"No." Cheyenne pouted with her eyes still closed, "Let's go back to Miami. Miami was nice, and pretty, and bright. Seattle is horrible, and ugly, and rainy." Cheyenne was referring to their annual Miami trip with the entire Torres family.

"We can't, and you don't really mean that. You love Seattle. Seattle is home. You're just grumpy, and you shouldn't be because we're surgeons today." Aria had a large groggy smile plastered across her face.

Cheyenne's eyes popped opened as she looked over at Aria with a grin, "We're surgeons today."

"I know, that's what I just said." Aria grinned as she leaned in and kissed Cheyenne softly on the lips, "Can you believe it?"

"It feels so surreal." Cheyenne replied whimsically.

"I know." Aria greed as she let go of Cheyenne and sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes.

"You take a shower, and I'll go get the coffee ready." Cheyenne told her as she leaned over and kissed her one more time before she threw on her robe and walked out of the bedroom.


"Do you think we'll get on Callie or Arizona's service today?" Cheyenne asked, entering the empty locker room because they were obviously very early.

"I hope not. I don't want to be favored." Aria replied honestly.

"Me either, but then again it would be nice to get in on a surgery our first day." Cheyenne grinned as she opened her locker quickly before turning and opening Aria's as well. Even though it had been about seven years since they've met, Aria still has Cheyenne open her locks.

Aria smiled back, "Definitely"

"And here it goes." Cheyenne murmured as she watched a flow of interns enter the room.

"I'm diggin' those scrubs on you." Aria whispered flirtatiously into Cheyenne's ear.

"How long until we are able to go home to our nice bed?" Cheyenne pouted as she turned around and faced Aria.

"Forty-Eight." Aria frowned pulling away from Cheyenne's body and throwing a pen into her pocket.

"I'm going to miss you," Cheyenne whispered as she leaned into Aria's embrace and laid her head on Aria's shoulder.

"Back at you." Aria replied softly, "Which resident did you get?" Aria asked as Cheyenne took her head off her shoulder and they looked at the list they received.

"Sloan." Cheyenne muttered in confusion. "He's a department head, though."

"I got Sloan too." Aria's face matched Cheyenne's confused one.


"Morgan!" Arizona cried as she ran up to the little girl sitting in the waiting room crying by herself. "Sweetie." Arizona whispered as she took the little girl into her arms.

"Where are my Daddies?" Morgan cried as she clung onto Arizona for dear life.

"The doctors are making sure they are okay." Arizona whispered into her hair as she looked over her shoulder up at Callie who stood there petrified, not knowing exactly what to do.

"I'm going to go see what's going on." Callie whispered as she exited the room.


"Harris you're with Dr. Grey-Shepard. Mindle you're with Dr. Yang-Hunt ..." he stopped when he noticed that the two interns weren't leaving. "You can go." He muttered rudely. They both quickly scurried off to find their attending.

"What about us?" Cheyenne asked pointing to herself and Aria.

He turned to face Aria and Cheyenne with a smile, "And you two. I have been dying to meet the two of you for some time now, but every time you were in town, I wasn't. Great to meet you two. I'm Matthew Sloan, Mark's younger brother."

"I remember Mark mentioning you when I first moved here. Do you still have the Camaro?" Aria asked.

"Nah, sold it awhile back." He told them.

"So gay." Aria teased.

"No!" Matt protested, "I heard about that conversation, and I will have you know that I sold it and bought a new spankin' hott red Camaro, and I take girls for joy rides and then take them back to my apartment and-" He stops with a grin, "Well... I won't bore you with details."

Aria looked at him skeptically, "I heard you never had a girlfriend in your life."

"Well, when you live with Mark Sloan for a long period time, things change." Matt laughed.

Cheyenne and Aria rolled their eyes, "So are you going to assign us to our resident or attending?"

"I could..." He trailed of with a smirk, "Or we could go and I can show you two how to give a proper exam." Cheyenne gave him a disgusted look while Aria tried to hold back a laugh.

"Dr. Sloan, are you harassing my sister and her girlfriend?" Callie asked coming up to him with her hands on her hips.

"It was simply a suggestion." Matt grinned, "You and Arizona can join, if you'd like."

Callie narrowed her eyes toward him, "Or I will go find something to occupy myself with." He mumbled as he quickly walked the other way.

"He's interesting..." Cheyenne commented looking over at Callie nervously.

"He's a mini-Sloan." Callie corrected her with a disapproving shake of the head.

"Not anymore." A voice jumped in from behind. "Remember I'm a changed man." Mark smirked. It was true, Lexie and him had been married for 4 years now, and had a two year old little girl named, Rebecca. "If he gives you any more problems, I'll set him straight."

"Please, he kicked your ass the other night." Callie laughed.

"He did not." Mark scoffed.

"He so did. You're old, Mark. Get used to it." Callie told him giving him a sympathetic look.

"Well you're right behind me, Mommy." Mark retorted.

"Whatever, Daddy." Callie shot back.

"I hate to break this up, but are we actually going to get to work today, or what?" Aria asked slightly annoyed.

"You're on my service today, and Cheyenne's on Arizona's." Callie replied as she grabbed Aria by the back of her scrubs and pulled her with her down the hallway.

"Why does Cheyenne get the cool service?" Aria pouted.

"Now, i'm offended. First rule: never tick off you're attendings. You just did, so now you're not scrubbing in." Callie smirked.

"I hate you." Aria muttered.


"Arizona." Callie whispered walking up to her and a sleeping Morgan in her arms.

"How are they?" Arizona murmured.

Callie shook her head silently as tears flowed down her face. "They need to talk to us about Morgan."


"Morning Dr. Robbins." Cheyenne greeted professionally as she walked up to her in the PED wing.

"Hey, Dr. Sharp." Arizona replied tiredly.

"This is weird." Cheyenne whispered as she pretended to look through a chart.

"I know," Arizona laughed lightly, "I don't think I will ever get used to calling you or Aria, Doctor."

"You look tired, Zona." Cheyenne whispered softly.

"I'm so tired," Arizona pinched the bridge of her nose. "I was up half the night with McCayla. She was very fussy last night. I think she's coming down with something." Arizona told her, referring to her and Callie's 1-year old daughter.

"Poor baby," Cheyenne frowned, "Too much water this past weekend?" Cheyenne asked referring to the families get away vacation to Miami before they all started a new year of work.

"I think so," Arizona nodded. "Miami life was great, but I think it really took a toll on kids. They have been so beat."

"How's Jake adjusting to first grade?" Cheyenne asked about their 6-year old.

"He loves it." Arizona smiled. "He's already making friends, and you can tell he's going to be a social butterfly."

"He certainly gets that from you and Isla, because that sure as hell isn't Callie or Aria." Cheyenne joked.

Arizona laughed, "Don't I know it."

"And Morgan? How's she dealing with her last year of Junior High?"

Arizona rolled her eyes, "She is having a blast. I swear, she is running up our phone bill. Can't get the girl off of it."

"Maybe you should get her a cell phone so that she can text her friends..." Cheyenne suggested.

"Are you kidding? She's not even 13 yet." Arizona replied shaking her head quickly.

"Almost." Cheyenne sung.

"Don't remind me." Arizona pouted. "She's still my seven-year old little girl with pigtails."

"Where are they?" Cheyenne asked curiously.

"At home sleeping in their cozy beds." Arizona pouted, "Since Isla's going through this funk, we decided to make her our honorary nanny."

"I heard Maria and Joe made her do it." Cheyenne laughed.

"Yep," Arizona nodded rolling her eyes, "I don't know what's wrong with her."

Cheyenne shrugged, "She's just going through a weird phase of her life. Maybe she really just doesn't want to go to medical school, and this time away from school can help her realize what she wants to do."

"Guess so." Arizona sighed.

Isla had just finished college with a 4.0 average but had opted not to go to Medical School. She claimed it was a waste of her time, so now she was busy running Morgan and Jake around to school and soccer practice while juggling the baby, McCayla full time.


"Guess who?" A voice whispered behind Aria's back later that morning. She knew it wasn't Cheyenne so she quickly turned around to become face to face with Brett.

"Brett, what are you doing here?" Aria asked while throwing her arms around the man.

"I think I broke my arm." He replied sheepishly as he held up his very bruised wrist.

"Oh Brett." Aria looked at it sadly, "I told you to be careful on those adventures of yours."

The picture he took of Aria and Cheyenne for the yearbook ended up inspiring him to become a photographer. He usually just staya in a studio and takes pictures of famous models for Vogue and other high class magazines, but lately he had taken time off to go exploring in the mountains.

"I'm okay, I just need to you to wrap it up in a sling, or something." He shrugged.

"Let me get my sister to look at it." Aria chuckled as she led him to an exam room and paged her sister.

"So how's Cheyenne?" He asked with a smirk.

"Fantastic," Aria smiled softly, "How's Hannah?" Aria asked referring to his 2-year old daughter.

"With her mother for the weekend." He scoffed, shaking his head. He had sole custody of his daughter, and hated when she went with her mother because she wasn't an ideal mother. She was a model he met and basically had a one night stand. Then one afternoon, she drops off a newborn baby at his door step claiming she couldn't handle her anymore.

"I'm sure she is having a great time with her." Aria reassured him.

"You and Cheyenne planning on having kids?" Brett asked curiously.

"Oh no. Not anytime soon anyways." Aria laughed while shaking her head furiously.

"There is nothing greater than just holding this tiny bundle of joy in your arms and knowing that no other moment will ever top it. It's just incredible." Brett smiled.

"I bet." Aria grinned. "Maybe when we get our careers all taken care of."

"Brett, Brett, Brett." Callie muttered as she walked into the room, "How many times am I going to be fixing up your arm?" Callie scolded.

"I promise this will be the last time." Brett told her with a smile.

Callie turned to Aria, "He said that the last three times."

"Brett! You need to be careful. Think about your daughter." Aria told him seriously.

"Luckily it's just a sprain." Callie said as she examined the wrist.

"See, It's just a sprain." He shrugged looking up at Aria.

"This time." Callie replied as she began wrapping it up.

"I promise I'll be careful." Brett told them sincerely. "You two are right, I have my daughter to worry about."


"You'll never guess who Callie and I bandaged up today." Aria leaned down to kiss Cheyenne as she took a seat next to her in the cafeteria. They were lucky they got a break around the same time, especially since they were both starving. They hadn't eaten anything since five in the morning and it was already 5 in the evening.

"Who?" Cheyenne asked as she took a bite into her sandwich.

"Brett." Aria shook her head disapprovingly, "He got hurt up in the mountains."

"Was it bad?" Cheyenne asked worriedly.

"No, just a sprain, but it could've been worse." Aria explained as she leaned over and took a sip out of Cheyenne's coke. "I invited him and Hannah over for dinner next weekend." Over the passed few years, Cheyenne and Brett were able to talk everything through and regain their friendship.

"That's great!" Cheyenne smiled widely, "I miss that little cutie. I'm talking about Brett by the way." Cheyenne joked.

"Mhmm." Aria rolled her eyes at her girlfriends silly jokes.

"Auntie Aria! Auntie Cheyenne." They both turned to see Jake running excitedly toward them holding up a gold sticker. "Look what I got in school today." He grinned.

"Hey, kiddo." Aria grinned as she kissed his forehead, "neat star."

"Come here munchkin." Cheyenne pulled him in for a tight hug, "How was your day?"

"Good, but Auntie Isla was late picking me up again." Jake pouted pointing to a tired looking Isla walking into the cafeteria with Jake's soccer bag, backpack, and McCayla's diaper bag in one hand while balancing McCayla on her hip with the other arm. Morgan was trailing closely behind with her own backpack on her back and her nose pressed in a book.

"Hey guys." Isla groaned as she dumped the bags onto a chair and took a seat across from them at the table.

"How was your day?" Cheyenne asked with an amused smirk.

"Hectic." She complained, "McCayla has been fussy."

"Arizona mentioned something about that to me earlier." Cheyenne replied giving Isla a sympathetic look. "She's not feeling to hot today." Cheyenne whispered softly as she reached over and took McCayla out of Isla's arms and held her close.

"Hey sweetie," Cheyenne whispered as she took in the scent of the freshly bathed baby.

"She was crying all afternoon, so I lost track of time and I was twenty minutes late to picking up Jake, and he was all pouty in the car, so I bribed him with ice cream for dinner the rest of the week." Isla said in one breath.

Cheyenne shook her head disapprovingly, "Leaving Callie and Arizona with a hyper 6-year old when they come home from work."

"Exactly." Isla laughed.

"Bet medical school is sounding pretty easy compared to this, right?" Aria hinted with a smirk.

"No, heck no. When will you people get it into your heads that I don't want to be a doctor." Isla muttered.

"Isla, seriously, you need to straighten your life out..." Aria began going off on a rant to Isla, so Cheyenne just tuned them out.

"Auntie Chy, Can I go spend the night with you and Auntie Aria this weekend?" Jake begged, "I'm tired of Auntie Isla." he whispered.

"Me too." Morgan groaned as she laid her book on the table, "She's not nearly as fun as you guys."

"Maybe this weekend when we're off. We have to talk to your Mommies about that." Jake eyes widened and pointing toward the entrance of the hospital.

"Mommy!" Jake shrieked as he got up from the chair he had sat down on and ran over to Arizona.

"Hey there, Buddy." Arizona laughed as she took Jake into her arms and swung him around, "I've missed you."

"I missed you too. I miss you picking me up from school." Jake pouted.

"Mom!" Morgan grinned as she jogged up and hugged her tightly, "Do you get off early tonight?"

"No." Arizona pouted, "I wish,"

"That sucks." Morgan frowned looking her brother who had the same sad expression on his face.

"It's only for a little while, sweets. When the new interns learn their way around I can start getting more time off." Arizona explained as she ruffled the boys brown hair."Just give me a couple weeks."

"I'm only six years old, and I know how to get everywhere in this hospital." Jake told his mommy proudly.

"You know what, you can just skip school and come be an intern now, Dr. Torres."

"Mommy's Dr. Torres," Jake laughed, "I have to be Dr. Jake, and Morgan can be Dr. Morgan."

"And what about McCayla?" Morgan asked Jake with an amused smile.

"McCayla's a baby, silly!" Jake buried his head in the crook of Arizona's neck, laughing. "I miss you and Mommy. Auntie Isla isn't any fun anymore."

"Aunt Isla just needs some time to herself right now," Arizona laughed.

"McCayla has been fussy all day." Morgan told her mom.

"Lets go take a look." Arizona said as she put Jake back on the ground and held his hand as they walked over to the table.

"There's my baby." Arizona cooed as she took her from Cheyenne.

"She seems a bit warm to me." Cheyenne told Arizona worriedly.

"Yeah.." Arizona whispered as she held the baby and laid her head on her shoulder, "I think I'm going to take the rest of the day off and take her home."

"That's probably a good idea." Cheyenne agreed with a nod.

"What are they arguing about now?" Arizona asked with a smirk as she motioned with her head toward Aria and Isla who were still in a heated argument.

"Aria wants Isla to go to med school. Same old. Same old." Morgan replied with a roll of her eyes.

"She should," Callie added as she jumped into the conversation. She came up from behind Arizona and kissed her on the cheek. "How is she?" Callie asked in concern motioning toward their groggy one-year old.

"I'm going to take the rest of the day off and take her home. She feels a bit warm."

"There is a cold going around," Callie nodded, "I'll go let the chief know we're taking the rest of the day off."

"Okay." Arizona whispered.

"Does this mean I have the rest of the day off?" Isla asked with a grin.

"Yeah, go be a drain on our society." Callie deadpanned.

"Whatever," Isla shrugged. "I just need to find myself a handsome doctor to marry."

"Gold Digger." Aria coughed into her hands.

"Shut up." Isla rolled her eyes.

"Can we go find Cristina?" Jake asked Isla with pleading eyes.

"Why?" Callie asked giving her son a crazed expression.

"I miss her." Jake replied innocently.

"Alright," Isla smirked, "Let's go see your Auntie Cristina." Isla joked as she took Jake by the hand and led him out of the cafeteria.

"Give her a break guys." Cheyenne told them as Arizona and Callie took a seat at the table.

"What are you talking about?" Callie asked, "She needs to get her act together."

"She's twenty-two and she has no idea what she wants to do in life. Just give her some time." Arizona added on.

"I knew exactly what I wanted to do when I was twenty-two. Hell, I was already in med-school." Aria said.

"Ditto." Callie nodded.

"But we all know that Isla has never been like the two of you." Cheyenne told them. "In fact there was a point after college where I had no idea what I wanted to do."

"You wanted to go to Med school." Aria said.

Cheyenne shook her head, "You wanted to go to med school, and I just wanted to be with you, so I went, and luckily, I fell in love with it." Cheyenne laughed.

"Just like I fell in love with you." Aria grinned as she leaned over and kissed Cheyenne lightly on the lips.

"I miss that." Arizona pouted.

"Our romance is gone." Callie agreed.

"The closest thing we have gotten to romance lately is the other night Callie told me I looked hot changing McCayla's diaper." Arizona sighed.

"Hott stuff." Aria joked. "How about this, this weekend we are off, so we can take the kids so you two can have a romantic weekend." Aria suggested.

"No, no, no." Arizona shook her head, "Enjoy these times off. You're interns. You need sleep."

"We insist," Cheyenne grinned.

"If they insist." Callie shrugged grinned over at Arizona.

Arizona sighed, "Fine." She relented.

"Thank god." Callie smiled.


"Cristina!" Jake whispered as he jumped up trying to see over the nurses station.

"Hey midget, what are you doing here?" Cristina asked looking around for his mothers.

"Came to visit my Mommies." Jake smiled as he walked around the nurses station and stood next to Cristina where she sat doing some charts.

"Where are your Mommies?" Cristina asked lifting Jake onto the counter.

"Cafeteria. They are going to talk to the Chief." Jake told Cristina. "McCayla is sick, so they need to go home to take care of her."

"So, you came up here all by yourself?" Cristina asked giving him a confused expression.

"No, Aunt Isla is talking to that doctor over there." Jake said pointing to where Isla was leaning up against a wall flirting with Matthew Sloan.

"Oh god," Cristina shook her head. "Well, let's head over to the Chief's and find your mother's." Cristina sighed as she helped Jake down and held his hand as they walked down the hall.

"Where's Owen?" Jake asked curiously, "I wanted to say hi to him, too."

"He's in surgery right now," Cristina told Jake with a frown, "But when he gets out I will make sure to tell him."

Just as they turned the corner they saw Derek walked their way, "Dr. Yang," He smiled giving her his McDreamy gaze, "Jake," He stated in surprise, "How you doing buddy?" Derek asked giving him a high-five.

"Great." Jake grinned as he waved good-bye and followed Cristina into the Chief's office.

"Chief sorry to bother you but I am a little tied up at the moment, and Callie's sister dropped Jake off with me." Cristina told him as she pointed to the boy who had made his way over and jumped into Bailey's lap.

"...And I'm not busy?" Bailey asked giving Cristina a glare before looking down at the adorable boy sitting on her lap. Jake looked up at Bailey and gave her his famous tooth-less grin. "Fine." Bailey sighed as she pushed aside her paperwork.

"Callie and Arizona should be here soon." Cristina told her before walking out of the office.


"So, I figured out what I want to do with my life." Isla grinned as she walked straight into Callie and Arizona's home the next day.

"And what's that?" Arizona asked from her spot on the couch. She was laying down with McCayla laying on her chest sleeping.

"A journalist. I don't why I didn't think of this before. I love writing." Isla plopped down on the couch next to Arizona's feet.

"You've always been really good at it too," Arizona smiled at her "sister-in-law." She was excited that she was finally getting her life back together.

"Honestly, I got the idea from the hospital yesterday. There is so much drama going on, I decided that I wanted to write a book based on all of it. Then I started thinking about journalism and becoming a columnist for a magazine or even a newspaper. I'm excited out this." Isla smiled, "I just need to get a resume going and some articles written."

"You'll do great." Arizona smiled, "Callie is upstairs playing with Jake if you want to tell her the good news."

"Tell me what good news?" Callie asked coming into the living room with Jake on her shoulders giggling madly.

"I've decided to go into journalism." Isla smiled.

Callie couldn't hide the look of disappointment. When Aria first told her she was going to medical school to become a surgeon, she made up this dream in her head that one day she and her sisters would work in the same hospital and go down in history.

"You're upset." Isla pointed out sadly.

Callie took Jake off his shoulders and told him to go play in his room for a bit. "I'm not disappointed. I am very proud. Just a bit shocked."

"It's something I really think I will be good at." Isla whispered.

"Then I am happy for you." Callie smiled as she walked over and hugged her sister tightly.


"We finished our first shift!" Aria smiled proudly, interlocking her fingers with Cheyenne as they walked out of the hospital.

"I'm so tired." Cheyenne nodded tiredly. "I just want to curl up in bed with you right now."

"Me too." Aria admitted, "I can't believe we both got to scrub in on surgeries."

"We're going to be badass surgeons, Aria." Cheyenne nodded surely, "I just know it."

"I agree." Aria grinned as they climbed into the car. "Life is good. Life is so freaking good, nothing will ever bring me down."

"It's the surgery high, hon. Callie said it will wear off in an hour." Cheyenne laughed.

"Damn." Aria chuckled as she started the ignition.


"So, you sure you're okay with Isla going into journalism." Arizona asked Callie later that night as they laid in bed.

"I think it's great." Callie nodded, "Not exactly what I expected, but I think she will truly love it." Callie nodded.

"You know, little Sloan would not stop talking about the littlest Torres." Arizona grinned as she laid her head on Callie's shoulder.

Callie groaned, "Oh no, seriously?"

Arizona nodded, "Yep." She giggled, "Seems like one day, you may actually be related to Mark Sloan."

"Kill me now." Callie laughed and sighed soon after, "no, sadly, I believe they will make a perfect couple."

"I agree." Arizona nodded, "How did we end up so lucky?" Arizona whispered.

"I don't know, but I'm not complaining." Callie smiled and leaned up to kiss Arizona's cheek, "Night babe, I love you."

"Love you too." Arizona smiled as she snuggled deeper into the covers and shut off the light.


The END

Sorry it took so long, but I wanted to make it just right, since it is the last chapter and all.