Fan Fiction: Blind Hope

This specific story will be told by dual perspectives: Arizona and Callie. The idea behind this story is that Arizona goes on the plane to Boise. The plane crashed in the Season 8 finale. Callie has no idea. The storyline is that Arizona does actually die because of her open femur fracture and the infection from sitting out in the woods for days. Lexie, however, lives instead. Mark never dies and Derek didn't hurt his hand as bad. It's only broken. Teddy never gets fired either. This is my very first Fan Fiction. Please tell me if you like it and if it's worth it to keep writing. Enjoy!

Chapter 1:

Arizona POV

I open my eyes and all I see is the blazing sun staring down on me. Looking around I see most of my colleagues who were on the plane with me. The plane crashed I think to myself. Getting up is a struggle but then, I realize I have no feeling in my left leg. I rip open my navy blue scrubs and see my femur. This can't be happening to someone like me. "Mer and I are going to go look for Derek. It shouldn't take long to find him. Mark is looking for Lexie as we speak." Cristina said. She was speaking so fast that she hadn't even noticed my leg till I said "I would love to come and be more of a help but I can't get up." Cristina, looking confused, comes over and asks what I'm talking about. "I have an open femur fracture. Go look for Derek it's not like I'm going somewhere anytime soon."

Callie POV

I had just finished a ten hour surgery. Ugh. I'm exhausted. I need a long nap. Walking to the coffee cart I run into Teddy. "Hey what's up?" She sighs before she answers me. "Well Arizona has been really upset lately and I'm worried about her. I mean she's my best friend. I should probably call her once her plane has landed. Well I just got paged to the ER, so, have a nice night." "You too Teddy." I say as she walks past me. Sitting in the cafeteria, I wonder, when is Arizona's flight going to be over? I check my watch and it reads 11:34. Her plane should land here in about thirty minutes or so. I'm so excited to get to talk to her after she chose to take Alex's spot on the plane to Boise.

Arizona POV

I hear nothing but the chirps of birds and faint sounds of my friends calling "Derek" and "Lexie". I decide to try and find something that could stabilize my leg so it doesn't get badly infected. Searching, I find a long piece of a thick rope like plant. This should do it. Pulling tightly on the plant and tying it in a knot around my leg should help it so it won't bleed as much. Providing pressure to the injury should stop the bleeding even if that pressure is a plant and my own two hands. I hear footsteps and look up to find Lexie, Mark, Meredith, Cristina, and Derek. Thank god all of my friends are okay. If only I was fully functional. "I'll check for a First Aid kit." Derek says as he starts toward the inside of the destroyed plane. Meredith and Cristina help with my leg while Mark and Lexie head out to look for supplies. Probably smart since we're going to need food and water.

Callie POV

I've been trying to get a hold of Arizona but she isn't answering. Her flight ended over two hours ago. Maybe her phone is dead. I decide to call Teddy and ask her if she knows anything. "Hey it's Callie. Have you tried to call or text Arizona yet?" Teddy answers seconds later "I've called and texted. I even tried to call Cristina but I got no answer. Their phones are probably just dead or they have no service. That happens to me all the time. I wouldn't worry about it too much. Goodnight. See you at work." With that she hung up leaving me lying in my bed staring at the ceiling.

Arizona POV

The next morning my throat is dry and I can barely breathe. Cristina was looking at me from across the way. As I gasp for air my friends wake up to the discomforting noise. My hands start to shake uncontrollably and everyone runs over. Mark gives me some water from our supply and a little bit of food. I eat the food and swallow the water and all of my symptoms stop. Relieved, I try to calm myself down. We should only be in the woods for a few more hours anyway. We can only hope. A few more days pass and we start to get worried. How could they not realize that a scheduled plane didn't land? This plane was expected to land in Boise days ago. Mark starts to search for any type of phone or radio he could find. Suddenly the world goes black.

Callie POV

I wake up to my pager going off. It reads: Torres ER immediately. As I walk into the kitchen to start brewing coffee I realize it has been days since the plane to Boise should have landed. Where are my friends and my wife? I wonder. I am startled out of my inner thoughts by a hard pound on the door. "Callie? Are you there? I'm getting really worried about Arizona and everyone else." I instantly recognize the voice and open my door to let Teddy in the apartment. She starts to ramble on and on about all of the possibilities. "Their plane was supposed to land days ago! Where are they? Why haven't they answered my calls or texts? I'm freaking out here!"

Arizona POV

Next thing I know I see Meredith and Derek looking down on me. "What happened?" I asked my voice rough and scratchy. "You passed out. Your leg is very badly infected and there is nothing we can do about it. I'm so sorry." Derek says. "But I have a wife. I have a child and a life to go home to. What if they don't find us in time to save my leg or my own life for that matter?" Blank stares and silence fill the woods while I imagine the worst possible outcome. Death. A sudden static noise breaks the silence and we hear a voice. "If you guys are still alive and can hear this I want you to know that we are on our way to your crash site. We should be there shortly. Five hours tops." Finally. Help.

Callie POV

I'm calling the Boise airport right away. I think as I go into my room to get my phone. I dial the airports number and ask about the plane that was supposed to land five days ago. "Hello this is Dr. Torres I'm wondering about a plane that was scheduled to land about a week ago. The only passengers were doctors from Seattle." The lady who answered the phone said "That plane has crashed. Our people are flying to go get them. We have found their location. How many people were attending the plane?" As I think who boarded the plane I write on a piece of paper all of the names of my colleagues. 1. Arizona 2. Meredith 3. Cristina 4. Derek 5. Mark "There were six people who were on the plane Arizona, Derek, Cristina, Meredith, Lexie, and Mark." I say. "Thanks for your help Dr. Torres we will update you as soon as we know more." With that she hung up leaving me with a silent tear rolling down my cheek.