A/N: This is going to be a two or three-shot. Got a message with this prompt so thought I'd give it a try. Prompt was "Sofia struggles with Arizona's pregnancy and makes her question her place in Arizona's life."

"Three days, Callie! It's been three days of this!"

Callie was attempting and failing to calm her exasperated wife. "I know, honey. Maybe she's just going through a temperamental phase? There are the terrible twos, maybe there's a terrible eights or something?"

"No, Callie. I get that you aren't quite up to speed here because you've been working nonstop over the past week but Sofia isn't herself. She's not my sweet little girl. She's either openly defiant or completely withdrawn. Something is wrong!"

"Well have you talked to her?"

Arizona rolled her eyes at her wife. She'd didn't mean to demonstrate such annoyance but Callie didn't seem to be grasping what Arizona thought was a serious situation. "Of course I've tried talking to her. She won't talk to me and she always talks to me. Instead she just gets angry with me. Maybe you could try talking to her?"

"Ok, but I think you may be exaggerating. You're not describing Sofia at all."

"That the point!" yelled Arizona as Callie began to walk upstairs towards her daughter's room.

Callie let out a deep sigh in response. Arizona was very protective of their daughter and while she loved that about her, sometimes her wife had the tendency to overreact to things. She imagined this was probably one of those times.

Callie took a deep breath and knocked on her daughter's door.

"Yeah?"

"Sof, it's Mami, can I come in?"

"Are you alone?" came the child's reply.

Callie quirked her eyebrow. Sofia was never one to avoid Arizona. She started to think that something more was going on with their daughter.

"Yes, baby. I'm alone. Please open up?"

Sofia slowly opened the door a bit and peeked out to ensure her Mami was telling her the truth. Upon seeing Arizona noticeably absent, she opened her door wider and returned to sit cross legged on her bed as she played a game on her Ipad.

"How was your day, sweetie?" Callie asked, hoping it was a broad enough question to not startle Sofia into shutting down.

"Fine."

"The hospital has been really busy baby and I've had to work a lot. I'm sorry that I've missed you these past few days. Can you tell me what you've been up to? Fill me in on the goings on in your world?" Callie asked as she ruffled her daughter's hair in a playful manner, hoping to elicit a laugh or smile from her little clone.

"Nothin."

Now Callie knew something was wrong. Sofia was incredibly gregarious and she loved to talk… A LOT. Half the time you couldn't get her to stop talking about all the little things that happened throughout her school day. There was always some adventure with Zola she could recount at minimum so her terse answers were definitely out of character.

"Umm, ok." Trying a different tact and deciding to be more straightforward. "Sofia, I know something is up. Talk to me please."

Sofia turned her gaze from her Ipad to her Mami and then blew out a big breath. "I…I..I'm just… just not feeling good." Her gaze returned to her tablet.

"Something hurt, mija?"

My heart, Sofia wanted to say out loud. "My belly a little bit. It's not bad though."

"Do you want some 7Up or Ginger Ale or something? That always helps you a bit?"

"No it's really ok, Mami. It's not bad, really."

Callie looked at her daughter suspiciously. Sofia never denied a bit of pop when her stomach hurt. Callie sensed this was her daughter's cover story to get her worried Mami off her case. Deciding that pushing may do more harm than good at this point, Callie backed off.

"Ok, mija. You just let me know if you need anything. Ok?" Called said as she stood up to leave.

"Ok, Mami," Sofia replied still focusing solely on her Ipad.

Callie was met by an anxious Arizona, pacing the hallway.

"Well?" Arizona asked as she began to worry her lip between her teeth.

"She didn't crack. I believe you though. Something is up, but whatever it is, she's not ready to talk about it. Let's give her some space," Callie stated as she tugged on her wife's hand and pulled her towards the stairs. "She'll come around Arizona."

Arizona wasn't as sure.


Later that evening…

"Sof would you pass the salad dressing please?" Callie asked as they sat at the dinner table. This family dinner was oddly tense. Sofia's mood was thick in the air and Callie was worried Arizona was going to put a hole in the coffee table with her tapping of her fidgety fingers.

Sofia pushed the bottle of dressing towards her mother without looking up. She seemed to be lost in her own little world oblivious to the goings on around her. Arizona noticed that Sofia was just moving food around on her plate with her fork and had barely taken any bites.

"Sof, are you not liking the food? I made the lasagna just for you," Arizona asked, mostly to break up the silence coming from her daughter.

"I never asked you to," Sofia said with a clear edge to her voice. Her eyes narrowed towards her Momma.

"Sofia!" Callie exclaimed. "You are being rude and disrespectful. Stop that right now."

"Fine!" Sofia yelled back. "May I be excused then. I don't want to sit here with her," she pointed at the stunned blonde at the dinner table.

Callie was incensed, "Sofia Robbin Sloan Torres!..."

"NO! No more Robbin! Sofia Sloan Torres! I don't want Robbin in my name anymore!" Sofia screamed, tears streaming down her face.

Callie was shell shocked. Sofia had never behaved this way before. She absolutely adored her Momma. Hero worship was probably more accurate a description. It even made Callie jealous on occasion. What could have possibly drove their sweet little girl to be so cruel.

"Sofia, what is going on?" Callie yelled as she looked concernedly at her wife. She placed her hand over a ghostly white pale hand.

"She's not my mom! I don't belong to her. That baby is hers, not me!" Sofia screamed as she ran hysterically up to her room.

"Arizona what?..." Called looked to her wife with a very confused look on her face.

In the haze of disbelief that shrouded her, Arizona was protectively rubbing her belly. Her eyes tracked to her wife's and she gave her a small smile through the stream of tears pouring from her eyes. "I was going to tell you, but with Sofia and your late hours. I… I'm pregnant. We're having a baby, Calliope."

Callie was momentarily stunned and then a huge smile crossed her face. They had been trying for months. "We're having a baby," she repeated with a whisper of reverence towards her wife.

"We are…" Arizona replied. Callie leaned in towards her wife to steal a kiss but Arizona held up her hand. "Sofia. We can celebrate our good news later but right now I'm only focused on Sofia and her being ok."

"Right," Callie agreed. "Do you think this is all just about the baby?"

"No, not all of it. I think… I think I may know what else it might be."


Three nights ago...

Arizona stood looking at herself in the full length mirror in hers and Callie's bedroom. She lifted her shirt to expose her flat stomach and gently rubbed it in a circular motion. 'You sure won't look like this much longer.' Arizona was mesmerized by the image of her current physical state knowing how much it would change over the next 9 months. She never imagined carrying a child, let alone being a mother, and now here she was, about to embark on the biggest journey of her life. With Callie at work and Sofia fast asleep, she took the opportunity of the late night to let reality sink in. She was pregnant and she was over the moon about it. She couldn't wait to tell Callie and Sofia, but she wanted some time to be alone with the knowledge that a little life was inside of her.

'I know it's going to be a while before you meet them but let me tell you a bit about your family, Little One. Your other mom is amazing and she is the most beautiful woman in the world. She is going to adore you. And your big sister, she is the brightest, funniest, and sweetest kid in the world and she is going to teach you all sorts of things. She will love you. And me, well I am going to be one anxious mom who will probably drive you nuts but only because I will love you more than life itself. It'll be tough but I think you'll manage.' Arizona chuckled to herself.

'You know, I was thinking, with you… I won't have to hear some of those things that just drive me crazy. I won't have to hear people saying things like they do now about Sofia. They say Sofia isn't really my daughter. Sofia is just Mark and Callie's. When it really comes down to it, I don't have any parental rights over her. She isn't really mine. I won't hear them say those things about you….

Suddenly Arizona heard the creak of floorboards but quickly dismissed it when no other noise followed. She returned to speaking to her unborn child. 'Honestly I could care less about what people say. They have no idea what they are talking about. None of those things are true. Sofia is just as much child as you are. And I will make sure you both know that. I love you both so much. I can't wait to meet you, Little One," Arizona stated as tears of joy fell from sparkling blue eyes.

Sofia had startled awake following a bad dream and was sitting up breathing heavily. 'Momma?' she called out softly. Deciding she was in need of additional comfort, comfort that only her Momma could bring, Sofia went in search of her mother. This was one example of the special bond they shared. Even when Sofia was an infant, only Arizona was able to soothe her at night and get her back to sleep. That job continued til this day with Sofia always seeking out Arizona if she couldn't sleep. As Sofia opened her door, she noticed the light from her mothers' room still on. She breathed a sigh of relief knowing she wouldn't be waking up her beloved Momma as she shuffled towards her room. As she approached the door, she heard her Momma talking. '…Sofia isn't really my daughter. Sofia is just Mark and Callie's. When it really comes down to it, I don't have any parental rights over her. She isn't really mine. I won't hear them they those things about you…' Sofia peeked into see her mother rubbing her belly. She put two and two together and realized her Momma was having a baby, a baby that was all hers. She wasn't really her Momma's. She wasn't her daughter. Sofia quickly shuffled back to her room and threw herself under her covers, hoping the covers would muffle her cries. She loved her Momma with all her heart and to hear those words from her mother broke her heart into a million pieces. 'I want to be yours too,' Sofia choked out before falling exhausted into a deep sleep.

"What if the noise I heard was her? What if she heard me, Callie?" Arizona asked crying at the thought of her baby hurting so much.

"C'mon, I think you need to have a chat with Miss Sofia."

A/N-2: To be continued...