A/N: Okay so, some of you might be confused about my description of Callie being a Marine.
I just wanted to say that I don't think we really have the Marine's in New Zealand. I mean, we do, but I think they're the same as the Army and they're not as well-known, so… anything I write about Callie being a Marine, I kind of just have it in my head as like the Army. They're probably not the same and I'm sorry if people don't like it, and if you want I can change it to Army, it just fit better in my story. So yeah, let me know if I should change it.

On another note. I'm sorry this took so long. I just started my diploma course and it's taking up a lot of my time. That and my writers block, but I'll try and upload again soon.

For those of you who aren't bored of this story already, or anyone who stuck around for this chapter; Enjoy :P

Callie's POV:

"You would think you would learn, Leston, what with the thirty other times Torres has kicked your ass." I heard my commanding officer chuckle just off to my left.

I smirked and let Leston out of the choke hold I currently had him in. I stepped back and was greeted with cheers from my fellow Marines, as Leston picked himself up off the dirt. Everytime we had some downtime at camp, he insisted on fighting me. So far I had one every single time, but the guy just wouldn't quit.

Leston just shrugged and gave me a cheeky grin. "Next time, Torres." He said with a wink.

"I look forward to it, Charlie." I replied, grinning for ear-to-ear.

The guys all moved back to their work, leaving me and Charlie in the middle of the clearing. I made my way to my friend and gave him a pat on the back.

A shot rang out through the trees. I grabbed Charlie by the collar and dragged him to the ground, as more shots rang out and shouts from my team echoed in my ears.

"Cal…" I barely heard Charlie's breathless call. I lifted my head to look at him. Blood was gushing from the bullet wound on his neck.

"Charlie!" I screamed.

I woke with a strangled cry, sitting up in a hurried move that left my head spinning and had me gasping for air. I ripped the thin blanket off me, sliding to the floor and curling up in a ball. I heard movement around me but couldn't get myself to look up as a sob wracked my body and tears streamed down my face.

I flinched violently when I felt a hand settle on my arm, and heard my name being called. I scrambled away until my back hit a wall. I looked up to see Arizona staring at me, worry etched all over her features, one arm stretched out towards me as if hoping still to reach me over the distance I had put between us.

"Callie…" she called softly, voice breaking slightly.

I tried hard to control my breathing, to stop the tears forming in my eyes. I was starting to feel uneasy. I hadn't cried in front of anyone in a long, long time. Especially about this. I wiped my eyes and glanced around, relaxing a little when I recognised Addison's apartment.

"Callie…" Arizona repeated, voice hardly above a whisper.

When she shuffled towards me I tensed up again and tried to back away further, before realising that I had my back against the wall. She stopped moving towards me and sat there dejectedly, looking up at me with those crystal-blue eyes that seemed to be pleading me to snap out of my revere.

'Torres! Torres, we have to move… He's gone Torres, you can't do anything! But we have to go! THEY'RE COMING!'

I ignored my comrade and continued to keep pressure on the wounded soldier. The bullet had torn through his carotid and he had already bled to death, but I couldn't get myself to let him go yet.

Suddenly I felt myself being lifted into the air, being ripped away from the body of my fallen friend. I couldn't do anything to help myself. My legs felt like jelly, I couldn't stand on my own. I felt as though I couldn't breathe and my heart was pounding in my chest. I was supported into the cover of the trees on the right side of the base.

I was placed on the ground, a figure looming over me.

'Callie…'

"Callie…"

I forced my eyes open and focused on Arizona, who was shaking me. She snapped back when she saw my eyes were open.

"Sorry… I just… you were-" She tried explaining.

I held out my hand for her to stop, she sat back on her heels looking rejected.

I leaned into the wall behind me, breathing heavily.

We sat in silence for a few tense minutes before her phone went off, we both jumped as the sound pierced the air. Arizona smiled apologetically at me as she dug her phone out of her pocket.

As she was talking, I took in her appearance. Gone were the pyjamas I had seen her in last night, now she was wearing what I recognised as her paramedic's uniform. I figured she must have been on her way out the door when I woke.

"…Yeah… no, I'll be out in a few… okay, bye." Arizona finished up on the phone, putting it back in her pocket. She looked worriedly up at me.

"Are you okay?" she half whispered. I nodded, staring wide-eyed at her.

She looked like she didn't believe me, and I breathed a sigh in relief when she let it go.

"I have to go…" she told me, although she didn't seem to want to leave. I nodded again.

She reached out and squeezed my knee. I felt myself relax a little at her touch. She flashed me a reassuring smile as she got up off the floor, although it didn't reach her eyes or show off her dimples.

"Arizona." I called softly as she reached the door to the apartment.

"Hmm?" She hummed, turning to look at me.

"Thanks." I told her with a small but genuine smile.

"For what?" She asked, sporting an adorable look of confusion.

"For not asking questions."

She gave me a dimpled grin before nodding once and stepping out, softly closing the door behind her.

A/N2: Let me know what you think. As I pretty much said, life is crazy busy so I'll try upload again soon but no promises. hope you like my story. I am a little stuck on Chapter 7 but I'll get there. Until next time... Farewell lovelies. Mwah x.