When she Was Mine
Disclaimer: I sure don't own anything you might recognize from tv, movies, or books.
AN 1: I'd like to give a thanks to my girl Angie, for the encouragement to actually post this, and for being a sounding board for whenever or whatever I need. Also to Amy, you rock girl! And where the hell is my jerkey woman?
Also to Doc, I love you! Thanks for the support in everything I try.
AN 2: This story will be told in a mix of flashback, and present time. I will let you know what is what. Also, this is an AU story. Parts of it will be familiar to you, but some things will be totally different. Feedback and thoughts are more than welcome, I am hoping for it so I know how I'm doing.
Chapter 1: February 2014
It's the first night I've had off in what feels like forever. A group of people from work had invited me out for drinks, but I was exhausted both physically and mentally, so I decided to decline. A night vegging out on the couch with a bottle of wine and cheesy Lifetime movie was just what I needed to unwind. I was about half a bottle in and feeling a nice buzz when a commercial for Valentines Day caught my attention.
"Fucking single again this year" was my first thought, until I actually paid attention to what was on my screen. It was some stereotypical fluffy thing, where boy is professing his love to some girl, nothing really special, especially since it was advertising some jewelry chain. It was the girl who caught my eye. If I hadn't known better, I'd have sworn it was her. Arizona Robbins.
God, how long had it even been since I'd even thought of her, let alone seen her. Now that the thought of her had crossed my mind, I knew the rest of my evening was shot. It's amazing how even though we haven't been together in 12 years, and at least 10 since we had seen or talked to one another, one woman on a tv screen took me back to a time in my life I wish I could forget. Not because it was necessarily bad, at least not all bad, but because it reminded me of a simpler time and the one I've never gotten over, the one who got away.
Rumor floating through our old group of friends was that she had gotten married about three years ago. However, with our group, you never really knew what was fact and what was fiction. Knowing myself, I knew trying to concentrate any further on my movie was pointless, so I closed my eyes and let my thoughts wander, back to that simpler time, back to when she was mine.