A/N Do NOT OWN GREY'S!!!!!
She lay in the ER grasping her bleeding abdomen. She moaned slightly before passing. That's when she caught the attention of Arizona Robbins.
She knew the police where there now. The neighbour had called, that's how she arrived. After a surgery to sew up her stomach, she lay, half awake and groggy in the pediatric ICU.
As she sat up she heard the sound of Heely's approaching the room. Entered, a blonde with a warm smile.
"Good morning Phoenix! I'm Dr. Arizona Robbins. I preformed your surgery." Phoenix smiled and it reminded Arizona of Callie.
"Everything went well. Are your parents here?"
Her smile dropped. If Arizona had known anything at the moment, she would have kept her mouth shut. Phoenix would have liked to see her being shuffled around from place to place, unwelcome everytime and having her belongings confined to a trash bag. But, then she remembered Arizona had just saved her life, and she had no idea what her situation was, so the hostility was dropped. But this was the last straw, he had put three nice slashes down her stomach and there was no way she was going back.
"They're not coming, and if they do, don't let them in." She said, her voice hinting worry.
"Why?" Arizona asked, thinking she had been pulling a teenage act of defiance and didn't want her parents to know. Arizona sat on the bed, unbeknownst to her that she would later be filled in with the awful realality that was Phoenix's life.
"They are horrible people! You don't get to tear apart a persons stomach and come back begging for remorse, or worse, take me back."
"They did this?!" Arizona was infirated now.
"Foster parents." She added. "I'm not going back, I'll find myself a job and a place to live." She finished and fell asleep.
While she slept, Arizona contacted CPS and some social workers, now all she needed was to talk to her wife. Arizona had a plan.