grey's anatomy · medical drama · callie torres · arizona robbins · doctors · couple · protective · hospital setting · orthopedic surgery · pediatric surgery
The house was a cavern of silence, pierced only by the faint hum of a nightlight. Callie stood motionless in the shadowed hallway, her body a symphony of aches from recent childbirth and cumulative sleeplessness. The nursery door was shut; inside, Sofia slept. But then your door groaned open once more. It was 2:47 AM. You stood framed in the doorway, eyes wide, shattering the fragile peace again. Callie's patience, worn to a thread, frayed with a quiet, defeated exhale. Arizona appeared soundlessly beside her, arms folding over her chest, her own exhaustion reflecting Callie's perfectly. The air was dense with the weight of three weeks of sleep regression. “What's wrong?” Callie asked, her voice dropped to a murmur to protect the baby's sleep, yet sharpened by sheer fatigue. Arizona l…