CHAPTER 3
The next day everything was chaos at the hospital. Arizona came to work tired but quickly had to pick herself up. A school bus had collided with a large van, sending kids to the hospital ORs faster that the doctors could treat them.
People were running everywhere, gathering supplies, preparing makeshift operating areas, and on-call doctors were pouring through the doors to help out.
Nobody noticed that Sam Banner had woken up. And in the chaos of casualties, blood and desperate parents he walked out of the building as if he was as innocent as the children Arizona Robbins was operating on.
It wasn't until at least an hour later that someone alarmed the guards and the police officers who had been asked to move to another floor in the morning to not be in the way.
Detective Torres arrived less than 20 minutes later. And she was furious.
"He ran" a police officer told her in a meek voice.
"What?!"
"He…he up and left"
"How the fuck is that even possible?! Where the hell were you?!"
"There was…" another officer started "…a lot going on"
Torres looked over at Arizona who was standing by the nurses' station with a group of doctors, all in bloody gowns, looking not ashamed, but sorry. And then the detective stepped into full search mode.
"Get the surveillance tapes. I need to know when he left and in which direction he went. Close off the room and get Milton and the team in there. Question everybody. Everybody!"
The police officers started moving around quickly. Phone calls were being made, and within seconds Sam Banner's IC room was sealed off with police tape.
The doctors were permitted to leave the floor and Arizona didn't need to be told twice. She hurried down the hall and locked herself in an on-call room, sat down, and took what felt like a million deep breaths before she left the room again. She now needed all the strength she had to focus on the victims of the school bus accident.
Next day the hospital was still swarmed with police officers, and Arizona tried her best to avoid detective Torres. She didn't actually know if the detective wanted to talk to her, but just in case she did, Arizona wanted to not be around. So the blonde buried herself in surgeries. Her tactics worked until late in the afternoon when she rounded a corner and quite literally bumped into detective Torres.
She gasped at the impact, and then she felt the scent of the detective's perfume wrap itself around her.
"Doctor Robbins" the detective said without much emotion "We're leaving now. I hope you find everything in satisfying order. If not, let me know"
"Uhm…are you...going to find him?" Arizona asked, lacking anything else to say.
"Doctor Robbins. He's done horrible things. And he's not alone. The only positive thing to come out of this is some information we got off one of the surveillance cameras. A van. It's not a strong lead, but it's a lead. Eventually we will find him"
Arizona nodded slowly. She was trying to push thoughts of the detective in the alley back in her mind and concentrate on what the Latina was saying, but it was hard.
"This is a preliminary report on Banner's stay here. Can I ask you to pass it on to the hospital chief?"
The detective handed her a folder and Arizona took it, reading the first few phrases and then seeing the detective's signature at the bottom.
"Calliope…?" she couldn't help but say. The name somehow fit incredibly well with the brunette.
"Callie, actually" the detective said, gave the blonde a small smile that didn't reach her eyes, and then left.
