Hey hey, yay for chapter 3! Beta'd by Kristin324 but, again, mistakes are still possible! Took advice from the reviews I got. And I hope this reads easier! Let me know what you guys think! :)
-B.
Callie pov
After a couple hours of sleep Callie opened her eyes to find Grey, Sloan and little Grey standing in her doorway. "What the hell are you guys doing here, don't you have a job to attend to?" she basically snapped really don't needing nor wanting an audience. Shifting her weight to the left side of her body to give her right side some relief. These broken ribs were a bitch.
"Oh Callie, come on! You're our friend. What the hell happened to you?" Mark, her best friend, shrugged his shoulders letting her know that he wasn't going to put up with her bullshit.
"I already told Hunt and Kepner, I fell down the stairs to my apartment, no big deal." She brushed them off, not really wanting to talk but knowing that she had to answer their questions to stop them for looking for other answers. Letting out a moan when she tried to move her arm from beside her body to her stomach.
"Why didn't you call me?" Mark spoke walking up to the side of her bed. "You do remember I live across your cave, right?"
She knew he was referring to her apartment as cave because of the fact that she rarely left her safe surroundings, only to go to work and she also never invited anyone over.
"I know, but I was down the steps and couldn't get back up. I also forgot my phone so I couldn't call". Callie herself was pretty surprised with this awesome excuse for not asking her best friend for help.
"The hospital is across the street so I figured, what better place to go to then a hospital, right?" She forced out a smile. Failing horribly since her face hurt too much.
"Yeah," finally letting it go, "you could have asked Hunt to call me though." Mark kissed her forehead before leaving her bedside. "Gotta go, patients to make beautiful, you know?" He left the room. Meredith and Lexie still standing there looking at her sheepishly.
"What?" Callie smiled, making it seem like she thought it was silly that they were still standing there staring at her.
"Oh, nothing." Meredith frowned her eyebrows and grabbed Lexie by her arm before leaving the doorway.
Arizona pov
After Callie woke up she went to her apartment, poured herself a nice glass of white wine and let herself fall down in her comfy couch. Her mind kept wandering off to Callie. Under those bruises and broken bones must be this beautiful Latina. When Arizona saw her for the first time she saw these big brown eyes full of pain. She couldn't help but wonder what they would look like without the pain. After she finished her glass of wine she went into her bedroom. She took off her clothes and put on some sweatpants and a tank top. Stepping in her bed, pulling the covers up, covering her shoulders she drifted off with Callie being the last thing on her mind
It was the morning after and Arizona barely got the sleep she needed to be her perky self today. She had been tossing and turning all night. She wasn't used to having bad nights so her morning coffee was more than welcome. She walked up to the coffee cart that was placed in the humongous lobby of Grey Sloan Memorial and ordered the coffee she always had. Waiting for her order she checked her pager, nothing, before looking around. As if on cue the police walked through the door searching the lobby. Police at the hospital wasn't something that stood out, they dealt with child abuse, rape, stabbings, gunshots, etc.
"Dr. Robbins?" the coffee boy stared at her with her coffee in his hands. "Thank you, max" she threw him her famous dimple smile. The boy had a crush on her since he started working there. If only he knew. She chuckled. She walked towards the main stairs.
"Excuse me, ma'am." A young woman cleared her throat to catch her attention, making Arizona turn around. The police officers, a brunette and an older guy, now standing in front of her making her feel slightly uncomfortable.
"What can I help you with officers?" She put on her polite smile, the same one she sometimes used with parents when she was running out of patients. It always seemed to work.
"Detective Rose and my partner Pullok." The young detective spoke, holding up her badge. Holding out her hand to shake hers.
"Dr. Robbins, again, what can I do for you?" Arizona took her hand and then shook hands with Pullok.
"We're looking for Dr. Calliope Torres, any idea where we can find her?" The older detective asked with a stern look on his face. Shit now what? Arizona slightly panicked. Yes, she knew where they could find her but did she want them to find her. She was laying beat up in a hospital bed and now two detectives were looking for her. She had grab marks on her arms and now two detectives were here to find her.
"What is this about?" curiosity getting the best of her plus her protective side coming forward.
"We just want to ask her some questions about an attempt of murder last night." The woman told her, clearly not being a detective very long as the older man gave her a disapproving look.
"Well, "Arizona had to do something. How was she going to get away with this? "Callie was admitted to the hospital yesterday night after she fell down some stairs and I can tell you that she hasn't left the hospital ever since."
The detectives looked at each other. "We would still like to talk to her." The older man smirked.
"Sure," Arizona nodded her head. "I believe she is in room 302, just take those stairs over there," pointing towards the direction that would take the longest, "and you just follow the signs that say level 3 and you should be able to find it without any problems, I mean, you are detectives aren't you? Finding things is what you do for a living." She offered them a smile and noticed how the young brunette held back a laugh. The older, more experienced and probably tired of his job detective just stared at her.
"Thank you for your time, Dr. Robbins." He said while passing her to walk towards the steps.
"You're welcome." She took a sip of her coffee before she headed towards the elevators and pushed the up button. Come on, come on, come on. It felt like forever before the well known 'ding' sounded and the doors opened. She paged Hunt, Kepner, Grey, Little Grey and Sloan while pushing the button to the second floor. She knew Callie wasn't in room 302 but she had to buy herself some time.
Callie pov
She was sick and tired of laying in this hospital bed already and she had only been here for not even 12 hours. She was playing with her sheets when Arizona walked in the room. "Hey, so… We got a little problem. Or well, you do." She seemed nervous and already had her chart in her hands before she even had a chance to look at Callie.
"Uh, care to fill me in on my problem?" Callie was confused at this point. She had been here for half a day and she already had a problem? She didn't even leave her bed.
"There are two detectives here trying to find out where you were last night, I told them you have been here since yesterday night after a fall down some stairs." Callie was shocked to say the least. Why would they want to know where she was? When she had left her… situation, everything was fine.
"I just have to change the date on your chart real quick. I already paged all the doctors who saw you here to fill them in on your little situation and you'll be good to go, okay?" She gave her a small smile.
"Why are you doing this?" Callie blurted out. Arizona doesn't know anything, yet, here she is protecting her and fixing her an alibi.
"Because you obviously are in some kind of trouble and I don't think you're guilty of anything so… Just roll with it, don't worry about it." She walked out of the room without another word.
What was going on? All kind of scenario's running through her head before she heard a clear knock on her door.
"Dr. Torres?" The older detective peeked his head from behind the door.
"Yes, that will be me. Who are you?" She asked but already knowing it was one of the detectives.
"My name is Dave Pullok, detective. And this here, " he came into her room pointing at someone still behind a door, "is my partner Detective Rose." A young girl came into sight. Wow, she's young for a detective. "We would to like to ask you some questions." Shit.
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