Authors Note: I'm sooo sorry I let you wait so long for this Chapter, but somehow the holidays, the Christmas fan fiction and work was coming into my way, but here it goes and I really hope you all like it, even it's a lil bit dark and scary. I'm sorry I have to let Arizona get through this. I can't say if she'd going to survive… let's see what's happening next. Thanks to all of you! I really hoped you had great holidays!!!

The song is still "I'll follow you into the dark".

Enjoy, and remember I really… reeeallyyy appreciate your comments. They are my muse.

-Sun

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Chapter 10 - No blinding lights

No blinding lights

or tunnels to gates of white

When Callie was about opening her clothes with a scalpel to see in which state she was, and how worse her wounds were, she hesitated. Scares over took her body and her hand wasn't working. Instead she was shaking, her eyes full of fear what she was going to see and who had these wounds, who was lying in front of her, drifting into unconsciousness slowly, but surely.

She knew her body to well. She knew how she was looking under those clothes. She knew her nevus right under her right breast and right over her aitch-bone; she knew her small belly button she loved to care with her kisses; she knew every thing, every part of her body, how she taste and how she smell; She knew exactly where she needed to touch her to please her; She knew her, oh, so well, and she loved her, her body, how she ached, how she seemed so electrified by every touch; but now it wasn't about caressing, it wasn't about love making.

Now it was about saving her life, her body, a body she wished would belong to someone else.

As she moved the shaking scalpel to the blue and white dress of her girlfriend she already knew it wouldn't be good by looking into Arizona's eyes, but what she actually saw made her feeling the urge to throw up intentionally.

"Oh my god…" She murmured on the verge of fresh tears leaving her eyes.

Arizona wasn't just hurt; she wasn't just seriously hurt. Arizona was deathly hurt and it was a wonder she still breathed.

"What…?!" The pain was unbearable when a simple word left her mouth. Her whole body ached and she knew she was going to die, but hearing those words from her lover's lips made it even worse. As soon as Callie was entering the room a spark of hope was rushing through her veins. But now all the hope was slowly drifting away again.

"What… is… it?" Arizona asked through her teethes, but Callie wasn't replying. Instead she kept her eyes on the red marks.

"Callie..." She spoke out loud, freeing her out of her freeze. But as Callie looked up into her eyes she knew she shouldn't have asked.

"It's… It's nothing… Ari… it's fine… it's nothing to worry about."

Arizona laughed out loud bitterly and another deluge of blood left her open wounds freely.

"You have always been a bad liar, Calliope…"

Callie swallowed hard.

Of course she couldn't lie, because nothing was fine. Her life became a mess within a few hours, because her whole life and her whole meaning was lying right in front of her, stripped to the waist only wearing a blood imbibed bra.

There were two entrance wounds that captured her gaze. On was in her belly and the other right over her heart, seriously close to important organs.

But it wasn't the only thing she realized: She also realized that she wasn't able to do anything for Arizona's salvation.

The bullets entered her body without leaving it again and so they tucked right in there like a ticking bomb, that might explode each moment that passed by, taking her life away and Callie wasn't able to do anything to stop it.

She was the best in fixing bones and she could assist in operations were she was needed, of course she could do that, but that wasn't something she has ever done. They were to close to her organs and the risk of taking her life away too high.

At this moment she hated herself for being so selfish and going in there.

Hunt was the one who was trained for these sorts of wounds. He had to deal with that each day in Iraq. He knew what to do, he would be the right one, but instead she was sitting here, helpless, looking into her ocean blue eyes, she could lose herself in.

"You are hurt, Ari… You are seriously hurt… There's a wound right over your cymbal and right over your heart… If I'm…" Callie tried to explain with a trembling voice, but Arizona stopped her right away, before she could finish her sentences.

She didn't want to hear those words out of her lover's beautiful mouth. She didn't want her to have to say those words.

"Don't do anything…" She simply said, shocking Calliope.

How could she do nothing?

How should she just sit there without trying anything to save her life?

"No… No! Ari, we are going to save you. Of course we are going to save you, because there are children who need you, even the others need you, because you are kind, gentle and you would do anything… you did anything to save a life. You are always doing what's right in your opinion and you… you are so strong… You care for your patients more than anyone else around here… Ari, even the chief needs you to stay alive… the hospital need you and most of all… I need you more than anything … more than anyone else… So be quiet now and let me try…. Because… seriously, you don't wanna mess with me." Calliope split out through her tears laughing at her own words like the woman In front of her.

Even Arizona was scared of her injuries that might kill her and took her away from her love very soon; her eyes were full of love and she tried to smile weakly.

"So… I'll get Hunt… We need Hunt…" Callie said more to herself than to anyone else right before she was standing up, facing the gun once more again.

For Arizona's salvation she would subscribe her perdition.

"We need another doctor." She blurted out loud and determinant.

If heaven and hell decides

That there are both are satisfied

Illuminate the no's in the vacancy sign

Steve looked at her, his gun still raised, until he laughed out loud like it was a good joke she had told him. His laughter was loud and strong and it sent a shiver over Callie's back.

He didn't look like he would give her another thing. His hands weren't bloody, but she could see the blood pasted on his hands and arms. He was the reason why all of this happened and she couldn't understand how Arizona was able to feel compassion for him. But wasn't that something she loved about her? Her understanding? Her feelings? Her compassion and her will to understand everybody?

"I said you are allowed to fix her and then leave again… NO other doctor in here…" He said as determinant as she.

"We need another doctor to save her live. She is going to die without any help!"

"I said only you… I allowed you to stay! NO OTHER DOCTOR!!" He screamed making her jump. But even when she was afraid of the object in his hands she was taking a step forward. It was Arizona's life they were talking about and she would do anything to save her.

"You listen to me you sick bastard… if she is going to die, I swear I break each bone in your body until you wish you was never born…" she cursed, taking another step forward. That was all she wanted to do for what he did to Arizona. She wanted to break his bones; she wanted to make him pay. She wanted his life. She felt something strange growing in her, pure hate, like she never felt before in her life.

She even ignored Arizona's pleading, who said out her names, who whispered words that should calm her.

"Another doctor will come to heal her… you understand?"

When she took another step forward he raised his gun to her head.

"NO! And another step forward and I will shoot your fucking head!"

"Calliope… please…" a whisper came, intermingling with his angry voice, but she couldn't glance away from the gun in his hands. She would do anything to get Hunt, because without Hunt Arizona would be lost.

"Yeah?? Really? You want to be responsible for another dying doctor in this hospital? I tell you what we are…"

"Shut up!!! Shut up, bitch Take a step back. NOW! Or I'm shooting you!!!"

Callie didn't listen, instead she cursed again their voices like a canon in Arizona's ears and her head were almost exploding. It was a pain in her heart, the fear of losing her to death that made her crinkle. She wasn't able to take the pain anymore. She wasn't able to listen to them. She wasn't able to do anything… Except…

It was Steve who pointed the gun to Calliope's head, using it wouldn't be a problem. He had nothing to lose anymore. Listening to her voice his fingers slowly crawled to the trigger.

And suddenly a scream filled the air.