A/N:

Hey guys!

I'm so sorry for the delay, I've been busy with work! Hope you enjoy this and please let me know what you think!

Again: Credits to Kristin324 for co-writing this with me.

Mistakes are all mine, lol.

-B.


Callie pov

She watched Arizona closely when she stood up and walked towards the door to open it. It's not him, it's not him. She kept thinking to herself to prevent another panic attack. She never really had people come over unannounced. She never had people over period. Lisa? She wouldn't, would she? This was definitely not helping Callie to calm down as she felt her heart starting to race. Arizona was now in front of the door and her hand reached for the door knob. She gasped as the blonde opened the door. "Hi" Callie heard Arizona greet the stranger at the door.

"Is Callie home?" Oh my god. It can't be!

"Addie!?" Callie let out an excited squeal and got up as she saw the red-head's hand reach for Arizona's.

"Hi, I'm Addison." Callie heard the who-the-fuck-are-you tone in Addison's voice. "And you must be the woman who's sleeping with my best friend." Callie's cheeks couldn't have turned any redder.

"Addie!?" Callie drawled her name out. This time not as much as a greeting but more as a 'really, you had to do that'.

"uhm, no actually I'm not." Arizona spoke. Callie could see that the blond was agitated.

"We've just met, Addison" Callie started, trying to make Arizona feel less embarrassed and irritated. "She's my friend." Callie continued in a calm and soft tone. She could see Addison raising an eyebrow and a smirk formed on her lips. "Seriously, just friends".

"I didn't even know Callie was on the same team." Arizona spoke. "So, yeah, definitely just friends. Otherwise I would have known, you know? Like, I mean, If I had known we probably would have-"

"Do you want something to drink?" Callie interrupted quickly before Arizona would give Addison even more reason to not let all of this go. She saw a blush on Arizona's cheeks. She walked over to the red-head and pulled her into a tight hug. "I missed you." She whispered, letting go of her best friend.

"I missed you too, Callie." Callie heard the soft reply from Addison .

"What are you doing here anyway?" She had meant to ask that question sooner if only Addie hadn't decided to be so blunt and immediately assume she was getting her groove on with Arizona.

"Mark called me, Callie" Callie could see Addison's face had faltered and her voice had now a serious tone to it. "I'm worried." Addison added.

"Oh." Was all Callie could say. I guess Mark isn't as stupid as I gave him credit for. "I didn't know you guys were still on speaking terms, after… you know?" Callie tried to change the subject. This was all too much. She had already opened up a great deal to Arizona she couldn't handle opening up to Addison now too.

"We aren't, I guess this was important enough for him to update me about how you've been doing." Addison came closer to her and sadness was written all over her face. Her voice lower when she started talking again, "you were in the hospital?" Addison asked her voice now filled with worry.

"I was, I fell down the steps that lead up to my apartment." Callie simply said. Arizona looked at her, she could feel it but Callie decided it was best if she just wouldn't look back at her. She turned around and stumbled back to the couch. She sat down and once again put her leg on the pillow to elevate it.

"Why did the police come in? They want to arrest the stairs for hurting you?" Callie heard the sarcasm in Addison's voice and just rolled her eyes.

"No, silly. Someone was found beat up in an alley and now he's brain dead. They just wanted to ask me some questions." Callie again spoke like it was the most normal thing in the world to be interrogated by detectives because someone was found brain dead. Her heart was beating hard in her chest but she knew how to keep her face straight. The only way they would know that she's fighting an inner battle with herself is if they would feel her pulse. They wouldn't do that.

"They ask you questions about a guy that's been beat up, just after you fell down some stairs?" Addison spoke. Callie could hear the suspicion in her voice.

"Gjeez, Addie. You make it sound like I did it. I didn't okay!? The only reason they came to me is because the bastard had a picture of me in his pocket!" Callie was getting angry at all the question. She felt like the police was interrogating her all over again. "I fell down the stairs, that's it." She added quickly before taking a big gulp of her red wine.

"Then why did Arizona have to ask the doctors who saw you to help her fake an alibi for you!?" Addison was now raising her voice as well. Callie flinched and felt tears welling up in the back of her eyes.

She didn't know what to say. Anger boiling inside her because she didn't see a way out. She was stuck and had nowhere to go. She lost control, she had no control over this situation and it made her angry. She stood up, balding her fists. "Because the bastard raped me and then beat me up so I hit him in the head, he was fine when I left and now he's brain dead!" She yelled, tears streaming down her face. She stumbled towards the bedroom, opened the door and slammed it closed. Leaning with her back against the door, fists still balled. Why? Why did she have to do it like this? She was now shaking, her hands trembling and her breathing became heavy. She let herself slide down the door. Her body was hurting but she didn't care. Nothing could cause her any more pain than the thought and images running through her head. A knock.

"Calliope?" to Callie's surprise it was Arizona at her door. Not Addie. "Please open up" Arizona spoke again. Callie could hear the blond had been crying or at least she had been really sad.

"J-just leave me a-alone, please. Just l-leave." Callie could barely speak as her sobs became more frequent and her breathing became even more irregular. She knew she was either going to pass out or just end up being in some kind of state where she couldn't talk and she felt nothing or at least not this pain. She had a lot of those. She would just black out and wake up somewhere and she never knew what happened in between. It was like she would leave her body and let someone else in.

"You know we can't leave you like this, Callie" Addison spoke kindly. "Look, I'm sorry for raising my voice and throwing all these questions at you. Can you please just come out and talk to us?" Callie heard the same sad tone as she had heard with Arizona. Had they both been crying?

"It's o-okay, just leave. I n-need time" Callie tried to speak without letting them hear the trouble breathing she was having. Her sobs had calmed down some but her breathing was still too irregular and she was already seeing stars. A sign that her brain wasn't getting enough oxygen. She got up and laid down on her bed. Putting her hands on her stomach as she started counting her breaths, trying to clear her head and calm down her breathing.


Arizona pov

"Why did you have to do that?!" Arizona staged whispered to the red head.

"I didn't do anything!" Addison stated defensively.

"You upset her!" Arizona whispered through grinned teeth. She shook her head and walked over towards the bedroom Callie had just locked herself into. She could hear loud sobs and unsteady breathing coming from inside. "Now what?" She asked looking at the red-head. She couldn't really hide her anger because she was the reason that Callie was in there. "How do we fix this?" She asked again seeing Addison shrug her shoulders.

"I don't know" Addison said with a deep sigh,

"You don't know? What do you mean, you don't know!? You're her best friend!" Arizona had stepped away from the door and towards the red-head. She didn't want to make Callie more upset than she already was.

"Honestly? She's never lashed out at me like that before. How do we fix this? Did you hear what she said?" Arizona noticed the tears in Addison's eyes as she spoke the words, coming out low and filled with compassion. "She's been raped and beat up... How can we fix that?" Arizona saw a single tear rolling down her cheek and Addison quickly wiped it away with the back of her left hand.

"We can't fix it for her but we can at least try our damn hardest to support her in this, she can't do this alone." Arizona stood a little straighter as if she was trying to show Addison how it was done. How they were suppose to be strong for Callie, be there for her whenever she needed them.

"Wait," Arizona noticed Addison looking at her with dark burning eyes.

"What?" Arizona asked taking a step back from the red-head.

"She told you..She told you about the rape and the beating..she confided in you-" Arizona saw the hurt in her eyes, "she told a complete stranger but didn't even tell me, her best friend." Arizona swallowed hard and looked at the bedroom door again and then holding her hands out in a stop gesture.

"Addison, I swear to you I had no clue. She didn't tell me anything but that she knew this guy years ago and he is or was obsessed with her. I knew it was more than what she was telling me but I didn't want to push her into telling me the truth or forcing her- like you just did earlier!" Arizona yelled firmly and then walked away to the window trying to calm down. She felt tears fall down her cheek.

"I messed up," Arizona heard Addison whisper. She turned her head to see Addison walk slowly towards the bedroom door where her best friend was locked inside. She noticed the defeat look in her stance and the sadness of not being able to do anything for Callie. Arizona sighed and walked towards Addison.

After two attempts of getting Callie out of her room they gave up. She wasn't going to talk to them anytime soon. Arizona had poured her and Addison a glass of wine. She decided that water wasn't strong enough and she could really use that drink. She settled down next to Addison on the couch and handed her the glass of wine.

"How long do you think she will stay in there for?" Arizona asked looking at her watch on her wrist. It's been almost an hour.

"I don't know, I've never seen her like this. I wonder if she'll ever get out." Addison was looking down at her hands that held the foot of her wineglass. Again the sadness clearly visible on her face.

"She'll be alright, one day, she'll be alright again". Arizona kept telling herself over and over in her head before she had actually spoken the words out loud.

"We can't really leave though, I know she told us to leave, but we can't. Or at least I can't." Addison sighed again. Arizona nodded in agreement.

"We'll both stay, she has a spare room, right? You can sleep there and I'll take the couch." Arizona spoke in a kind voice. They both had had one hell of a night and they had to be there for each other in order to help Callie. She wouldn't benefit from having two friends fighting. She had been mad at Addie for the way she had pushed Callie in a corner but she also knew she was just looking out for her and must have been worried sick when Mark had called her with the news.

Arizona watched Addison go and gather extra blankets and pillows."Here, so you can sleep comfortably." Arizona nodded a thank you.

"I'm going to go get some sleep. If anything happens wake me up." Arizona saw the woman smile for the first time. Not a smile about what she said but just to be kind. A genuine smile

"It was nice to meet you," Arizona stated and gave the redhead a small smile, "even though I wish it was under different circumstances." She saw Addie smile and walk away.

She pulled out her cell phone and started texting.

Goodnight, Calliope. I hope you're okay in there. Addie and I are sleeping over. We are here for you. I am here for you. -A


Have a great week guys! Maybe there will be more updates, who knows!? :)

Let me know what you think!

-B.