"Amelia?" Arizona called as she entered the house. "I know I promised I'd be home earlier, but another case came in just as I was leaving the hospital." The blonde peered into the kitchen, then checked the neurosurgeon's bedroom. "Amelia?" she repeated, walking down the hallway towards the bathroom.
She swung the door open to find her friend sitting on the floor against the opposite wall, a small baggie filled with little white pills clutched in her palm. Amelia's head shot up and her eyes, red and puffy and glistening with unshed tears, met Arizona's. She didn't bother to hide the fact that she had obviously been crying, nor try to conceal the bag of Oxy from the other woman.
"I... I can't, Arizona..." she managed to whisper, her voice cracking as her lip began to tremble. Arizona shut the door behind her and moved to sit down beside Amelia, lowering herself cautiously as if afraid that any sudden movements would scare the other woman off. She waited patiently, silently encouraging the brunette to speak.
"Do you remember that patient you had today?" Amelia asked, her voice barely a whisper. Arizona nodded. "That pregnant woman. You gave her an ultrasound, you paged me to double-check, and... and then you had to tell her that her baby was anencephalic. Her baby, she... she had no brain." Amelia paused to meet Arizona's eyes. "Today is his birthday," she whispered. "My baby. He would have been turning four today." Realization hit the blonde, and she closed her eyes for a brief moment. She knew that Amelia's baby had died shortly after being born, but she never knew why. She never wanted to ask.
"Usually I'm much better at handling it every year, but now... with Derek gone, with everyone gone... I needed to forget it all. I needed an escape."
Arizona said nothing. Instead, she extended her arm towards her friend and opened her hand expectantly. Amelia toyed with the baggie between her fingers, looking to Arizona and then back at her own hand. She placed the bag in the other woman's hand, visibly relaxing and sighing in what appeared to be relief. She hadn't taken the drugs, she didn't even know if she was actually planning on doing it, but she did know that she desperately wanted to escape reality, to forget the pain, the grief, the cruelty. She watched as Arizona stood up, walked to the toilet, and flushed the baggie. The blonde moved towards the other woman, grabbing her hands and pulling her up off of the floor.
"Come with me," she instructed, still holding onto Amelia's hand. She led the brunette through the hallway and into her bedroom, promptly shutting the door behind them. "Look at me," she said, forcing Amelia to meet her eyes. The blonde placed her fingertips at the hem of the neurosurgeon's shirt, slowly lifting it over her head and quickly discarding it. "I'll be your escape. From now on," she whispered. "I am your escape."
With that, Arizona backed up the other woman towards the bed, forcefully but carefully, until the backs of her knees hit the edge and she fell backwards onto the mattress. The brunette complied, slightly taken aback by the drastic change in the blonde's behavior. Admittedly, Arizona didn't expect this of herself either, but she was determined to help Amelia forget, so she continued.
Arizona climbed on top of the other woman, swiftly unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them down long, toned legs, leaving the other woman in only her black bra and panties. The blonde let her eyes drift down Amelia's body, her breath hitching and her eyes turning dark. She lowered herself gently, allowing her lips to make contact with Amelia's, one hand resting beside the brunette's head while the other caressed the softness of her stomach, her side, her outer thigh, causing goosebumps to form on Amelia's smooth skin. Her hands continued to explore the brunette's body as the kiss deepened, Amelia's tongue brushing over Arizona's lower lip, seeking entrance.
Arizona slid her hand under the brunette's back to unhook her bra in one swift motion as her tongue claimed dominance over Amelia's, eliciting a soft moan from the other woman. She removed the garment from her shoulders and threw it behind her, then attached her lips to the side of Amelia's neck and sucked hungrily on the skin over her pulse point. Amelia's eyes fluttered closed in pure ecstasy, her lips parted slightly as she let out a quiet groan. Arizona kissed her way down the brunette's body, between the valley of her breasts, the skin below her naval. She hooked her fingers onto the other woman's panties and pulled them slowly off of her legs. Amelia let out a breathy, blissful moan as her body trembled beneath the other woman's touch.
"Arizona..." she pleaded huskily as the blonde kissed her inner thighs, her hot breath tickling her core. That was all it took for the blonde to slowly lick the length of Amelia's wet folds, smirking as a loud gasp met her ears. She was rough, yet torturously teasing as she explored the other woman with her tongue, sucking her clit into her mouth while the brunette writhed beneath her, her back arching as she continued to moan Arizona's name. She threw her head back against the pillow, her eyes closing tightly, her breathing suddenly fast and erotic.
Without warning, the blonde plunged her tongue inside of her. Amelia's hands moved quickly to grip Arizona's hair as she unraveled against her mouth, thrusting gently against the other woman's tongue. She came hard and fast when Arizona's fingers met her wetness, and again against the quick movements of the blonde's warm tongue.
Arizona kissed her way back up the other woman's body, her lips meeting Amelia's once again in a long, rough kiss, allowing the brunette to taste herself on her tongue. She rolled off of the brunette and turned to face her, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.
"I'll be your escape," she whispered. Amelia nodded sleepily as her eyes poured into Arizona's, blue meeting blue. "Turn around," Arizona ordered gently, and she wrapped an arm over Amelia's waist, her front pressed against Amelia's back. The two of them drifted into a peaceful sleep, the drugs, the pain and the cruelty long forgotten. Amelia had found a new addiction.