Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy. I kind of only half own Tara, who is based on the character of the same name from Buffy: The Vampire Slayer.


After finding Owen and Cristina, the gang of happy babysitters (and Charlotte), gathered the other children and put them to bed. Then, Callie and Arizona informed the others of their plan to head to Tara's house and ask her Father for the book they needed to turn the mini surgeons back to regular sized surgeons.

"And we were thinking maybe Cooper should come with us, just in case the guy gives us any trouble" said Arizona.

"Sure" said Cooper, nodding.

"If he goes, then I'm comin' too" said Charlotte. Callie couldn't help but notice the possessive, slightly panicked way in which she suddenly gripped her fiance's arm.

"Uh.. You do know we're gay, right?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, and therefore you are the subject of some of every man's deepest sexual fantasies" said Charlotte. "I trust Coop, but he's got a very active imagination. So, I'm coming."

"What does sexial mean?" said a voice. Callie turned to see her miniature best friend standing at the foot of the stairs, and frowned.

"Mark, go back to bed" she said sternly.

"I'm not tired" Mark whined. "Tell me what sexial means Doctor Torres, I wanna know what it means!"

"No" said Callie, rolling her eyes. "You're too young, now go back to bed." If he'd got started at this age, it was no wonder Mark had grown up to be such a manwhore.

"But I said I'm not tired!" Mark whined again, although the credibility of the statement was somewhat questionable this time due to the yawn at the end of it. Callie gave him a skeptical look, but the boy wouldn't back down, and seeing as he wasn't getting answers from Callie, Mini-Mark turned to Arizona. "Will you tell me what sexial means Doctor Robbins?"

"Sure" said Arizona, gesturing for Mark to sit on her lap. Callie, Bailey, and Cooper began to protest, but she raised a hand to quiet them, giving a wink to say she knew what she was doing. "I'll tell you, on one condition. You have to beat me in a staring contest."

"That's all?" Mark scoffed. "Too easy!"

"You think so?" Arizona smirked.

"Yeah" Mark grinned.

"Let's try it then" said Arizona. "1, 2, 3, go!" So, they stared. And stared. And stared some more. And the other adults stared at them, wondering what the hell Arizona was trying to do, and also hoping like hell that Mark didn't win. Arizona stared. Mark stared back. But while Arizona's gaze never faltered, Mark soon showed signs of struggle, and his eyelids began to droop. Then, he fell asleep against her chest. If Callie had been a less rational person, she would have sworn that the whole thing was just some plot by Mark to somehow touch her girlfriend's boobs. As it was, she had to very sternly remind herself that this Mark was seven, and didn't care about boobs yet.. At least she didn't think he did.

"How the hell did you do that?" asked Bailey, slackjawed.

"Just a trick I've learned working in peds" Arizona grinned, standing to carry Mark back upstairs. "The best way to get a kid to close their eyes when you know they're sleepy is challenging them to keep their eyes open. And I'm just kinda awesome that way."