Author's Note: So, after careful consideration I decided to post this fic here hoping you people will like it. I have to thank two people for pushing me into doing it: First to Hajabeg452 my best friend in the whole world. Thanks McD for all you have done for me. Secondly, to y0ungalaska for being my Beta. I love you!
Well that's it, I hope you enjoy and you know reviews are appreciated.
You Saved Me
Chapter 1:
Waiting rooms are like limbo on earth. People are sitting there expecting something to happen, with nothing else to do but think. Your mind gets filled with the worst-case scenarios that go from the most grueling disease to certain death. There is nothing else to do but wait to get the confirmation of your biggest fears coming true. Because health is something people take for granted until something changes and they realize that their body is not perfect.
Arizona Robbins was one of these people, seated in an unknown doctor's office waiting room, with her eyes closed and her head resting against the white linoleum wall. She was waiting for her life to change; hoping to be wrong about the suspicions and fears that were clouding her judgment. Still, she couldn't stop her mind from running a thousand miles an hour.
It was a small room filled with rows of chairs that were spread around and towers of magazines resting on tables next to the seats. The room looked clean, almost sterile, as if it was trying to soothe the patients. The cold fluorescent light made the people sitting there look pale, as if it was a requirement to be sick if you wanted to be there. All Arizona knew is that it was making her claustrophobic and she wanted to get out of there. Soon.
She took a deep breath as she moved her leg, nervously, up and down. Her mother placed a hand on her thigh making her stop. Arizona opened her eyes and looked at her mom who tried to smile, failing miserably. She stopped and bent down to put her head between her legs, loathing how nervous she was feeling.
Mrs. Joyce Robbins sighed, trying to suppress the knowledge that her daughter was sick. Now a days Arizona was always pale, her hands and lips had taken an almost permanent purple shade and she seemed exhausted all the time. Her weight was far from healthy and the hair loss was taking its toll on the beautiful blonde curls Arizona used to posses. Mrs. Robbins noticed how defeated and sad her daughter looked. It was enough to break a mother's heart.
Arizona sensed the uneasiness her mother was feeling, so she tried her best to put her own preoccupations aside and soothe Joyce. She placed her dead cold hand on her mother's and tried her best to give her one of her trademark dimpled smiles.
"Mom, it's going to be fine." Arizona stated, but her mother knew the words came out without an ounce of truth in them. At that moment, the phone in the doctor's office rang and the receptionist answered immediately. She exchanged a few words with the person on the other side of the line and a few seconds later she hung up.
"Arizona, Dr. Webber is ready to see you." Said the receptionist as she stood up and motioned for Arizona and Mrs. Robbins to follow her. They walked down the short and cold hallway until they reached a closed door. The receptionist knocked on the door.
"Come on in." Dr. Webber said, with what sounded like a kind voice.
Arizona sighed as the receptionist pushed the door open. She moved and motioned for Joyce and Arizona to get in. They stepped into the office and Dr. Webber smiled at them as he stretched his hand across his desk. Arizona took it.
"Welcome, I'm Dr. Webber, as I'm sure you know. Please sit down." Dr. Webber said looking Arizona in the eyes.
Arizona swallowed hard, as she seated herself in the chair next to the window. Her mother took the remaining empty chair and smiled at the man across from her.
"Thank you doctor." Said Mrs. Robbins with a small smile, which he returned.
"So, Arizona," Dr. Webber said. "Tell me what is wrong with you."
Arizona braced herself, glanced at her mother and then nodded.
"Well, I've been feeling pretty bad for some time now. Basically, I'm tired all the time and I've lost all this weight without even trying." Arizona stated, trying to keep her voice calm.
"All right sweetheart," Dr. Webber smiled warmly at her. "How long have you been feeling like this?"
"For about two months, Dr. Webber. I wasn't worried until this started to appear." She extended her hand across the table. Dr. Webber gently took it and examined her hand. A couple of Arizona's fingers were extremely swollen, around the nail area. Some of them were so puffy that cuts were starting to appear along the affected areas. Dr. Webber winced. "The dermatologist told me it was probably an allergy, but nothing brought the swelling down. My mom took me to her cardiologist and he referred us to a rheumatologist. And then… here we are." She let a small, nervous laugh out.
Dr. Webber smiled at her as he let go of her hand and reached over for a thick folder and began reading. He mumbled as he underlined certain numbers written in bold. He was shaking his head. Arizona, feeling nervous, turned her attention to the window where she could see a pretty view of Seattle. Deep down Arizona knew that her life was about to change forever. Joyce looked between her daughter and the doctor, not quite knowing what to do.
"Any hair loss?" Dr. Webber asked.
Arizona only nodded.
"Do your hands and lips get a purple tone sometimes?"
She nodded again. She didn't like the look on Dr. Webbers face.
"Hurting joints? Rash on your cheeks?"
"Only when I'm cold and yes to the rash part," Arizona answered. She hesitated for a moment before asking. "Doctor, am I going to be all right?"
Dr. Webber looked up from the file he was reading. He looked directly into Arizona's glistening blue eyes.
"I'm afraid not."