A/N: I babysat the cutest little 4 year old today and played with toys that I never knew that existed and built towers with legos. And I also saw the new promo for 10x11 AND CALLIE AND ARIZONA ARE HAVING A PRETTY INTENSE MOMENT AND CALLIE IS SMILING SO LET'S SEE WHAT HAPPENS. Grey's night come sooner.
Callie was sitting on her couch her head leaned against her hand, a glass in her other hand. She sighed deeply.
"Oh woah Cal drowning yourself in alcohol again?" Mark asked once he let himself in.
"No. It's actually coke I'm never ever drinking again," Callie said and sighed again.
"Okay," Mark said stressing out the o and sat down next to his best friend. "What's bothering you? Or should I ask who?" There was a slight smirk playing on his lips as he would already know the answer.
Callie rolled her eyes. "It's Arizona. I asked her out you know. After we kissed. Again. But this kiss was so different. It wasn't needy or hidden behind lust. It was that kind of kiss that even after just a brief touch it kept you wanting more. I felt like I wouldn't be able to breathe if I pulled away," Callie explained.
Mark had his eyes wide. His friend was never this graphic when it came to relationships and it was making him nervous. "And then she said no to you asking her out?"
Callie nodded and took a sip out of the glass.
"Wanna go to Joe's? Or you can come over and I can introduce you to my daughter."
Callie placed down her glass. "I wanna meet your daughter."
Mark nodded and hugged Callie tightly. "She's an idiot for saying no," he whispered to comfort her.
Callie just nodded. She knew why Arizona said no and she understood but it still hurt. Not that she usually had any problems getting the girl she wanted. She followed Mark across the hall.
"Sloan?" Mark yelled through the apartment. There was no reply.
Callie noticed a baby basket next to the couch. She also didn't fail to notice a letter that was on the in the basket. "Uhm Mark," she said softly. Callie feared what was in the basket.
Mark walked over and saw Callie looking intensely at a folded note laying in the basket. "Did you put this here?" he asked confused.
Callie shook her head and picked the paper up. "Do you want me to read or will you read it on your own?"
Mark could imagine what it said and he didn't want to be one reading it. "You do it," the told her.
They made their way to the couch and sat down.
Hi dad,
I'm really grateful that you let me stay here after mom kicked me out. I know you never really expected to have a pregnant daughter so thank you for accepting me and my baby. I decided I'll put him for adoption. I know you said you'd help me but I think he will have a better life at a nice family. Not that you're not nice but I want him to feel loved and like he was actually planned. I met this wonderful couple who wish for a kid but gave up on the thought of having one. They'll let me stay with them until he's born. They are really sweet so I bet they wouldn't mind if you visit your grandson every once in a while.
Thank you for everything.
Love you,
your daughter Sloan Riley
After Callie finished reading it she felt even more awful. She knew how excited Mark was to have a family of her own. "I'm so sorry," she mumbled quietly.
"It's fine," Mark replied through a sigh. He was upset too but he was a guy and didn't want to show it.
Callie looked at the clock. "Can I stay here tonight? I can sleep on the couch."
Mark shook his head. "Don't be ridiculous we can share a bed as two grown ups."
Callie lifted her eyebrows. "Sloan if you touch me in any kind of innapropriate way I swear to god I'll hurt you."
Mark raised his hands in surrender. "I promise."
The next morning Callie decided to say hello to Lucy before she would be rolled to physical therapy. "Morning Lucy."
The young girl was now able to move on her own without any pain. Her scars were fading and she was making incredible progress with her therapist.
"Morning doctor T."
Callie smiled. Lucy started calling her doctor T because in her world it sounded more "badass" which Callie couldn't deny. "How are you doing?"
Lucy shrugged and sat down in the wheelchair. Even if she didn't need it, it was still apart of the whole treatment. "Better. I'm going home in two days."
Callie smiled feeling proud of the team she had when they worked on her. "That's really amazing. Are you excited?"
"That's the first time I heard that question without using the how do you feel about it line," Lucy said through a laugh.
Callie let out a chuckle. "Well I wish you the best."
Lucy stood up and walked to Callie. She hugged her tightly. "Thank you for everything."
Callie couldn't help but melt a little and hugged the girl back. "You're welcome Lucy."
Arizona sighed to herself as she watched Callie interact with the girl they saved together. She turned around and walked away before Callie could see her. "Hey Karev what do you got?"
Alex looked through some of his charts. "Uhm a bowel obstruction, an appy and an exploratory laparotomy."
Arizona cringed. None of those procedures were very important. "You are going solo today."
Alex raised his forehead. He has never went solo before. "Are you sure Robbins?"
Arizona smiled and nodded excitedly. "Just don't kill anybody. Don't worry I'm always just a page away."
Arizona started walking down the hall when she was grabbed by her arm and pulled into an on call room. It happened so fast she even forgot to scream. Then she turned around and saw Mark staring at her.
"As a best friend I feel like I need to say some things. Callie doesn't date. She's afraid of commitment because she was burned so many times before. But she also really liked you. Callie liked you so much that she thought of dating you. Do you know how much balls she had to have to do that?" Mark asked but then stopped and shook his head when Arizona didn't answer. "A lot. And it hurt her when you turned her down because she thought you like her too. She's my friend. And she's incredible. Give her a chance before you regret missing out an opportunity to be with her."
And with that Mark Sloan finished his speech and left Arizona in an on call room alone and surprised.
But she knew why she turned Callie down and Mark didn't. And god that woman was so incredible in all the ways but Arizona wasn't. She was messed up. And sick in her head.
But she also knew Callie deserved at least some explination.
Callie knew she was watched. She could feel Arizona's piercing blue eyes on her back no matter what. They were all having a calm day until trauma phone started ringing.
"We're going to the field. Torres, Grey, little Grey, Sloan, Kepner and Robbins are going with me. The rest of you stay here. It's gonna get packed up quickly. Two school buses crashed against a construction vehicle. Two surgeons in each ambulance. Lots of burns and breaks. LET'S GO!" Owen Hunt as the head of trauma ordered.
Callie grabbed her equipment and walked closer the ambulances. "Mark," she said with a nod towards the vehicle in front of them.
Mark saw Arizona standing next to him and smirked. "Nah I'm going with Lexie. See you out there Cal."
Callie gasped and climbed into an ambulance. Arizona awkwardly followed her and sat on the other side of the small bench in the ambulance. She felt so uncomfortable but she had to think about the victims out there on the street.
"Hey Nicole is it bad out there?" Callie asked the driver of their ambulance. She needed to talk to someone who wasn't Arizona.
"You don't wanna know. Fire, smoke, screaming. It's bad," Nicole answered honestly.
Arizona took in a deep shaky breath. Great, she thought. More kids for me to fail on. And judging by the sound of sirens that got louder as they were getting closer a lot of them already lost lives. Ambulances were passing by some in hurry to save the barely alive ones, but most of them taking their time to pass the patients who died in peace to the morgues.
"I can't," Arizona choked out suddenly in the middle of a panic attack. At first Callie didn't want to bother but the pain in Arizona's voice got her attention.
"Yes you can. You are a doctor. And you are a great one," Callie said trying to calm the blonde. She was sitting closer to her now too.
"But the kids.. The school buses... Callie.. Lot of them already died," Arizona said between deep breaths.
Callie placed her hand over Arizona's forearm. "And the ones who still live are going to be saved by you. This isn't your fault. You didn't cause the accident. Okay?" Callie really needed to calm down Arizona because they were nearly there and she needed the peds surgeon to focus on the ones who were still alive not the ones who already passed away.
Arizona hesitantly nodded. "Okay," she whispered. After a long pause they felt the ambulance starting to slow down. "Anyone would be lucky to call you theirs," Arizona whispered before taking her stuff and jumping out of the ambulance.
Callie followed her until they both froze. What they expected to see was nothing compared what it was in front of their eyes. Fire, broken windows, screams, smell of death.
Owen walked by and gave each of them a small radio. "We're gonna be everywhere so if you need any of the other doctors or firefighters press their number. It's written on the back."
"Oh wao you're really thought this through," Callie mumbled more to herself than anyone else.
Arizona saw her first patient and run to the child that was laying motionless on the floor. He was probably just pulled out of the fire and no one had time to examine him. She checked for pulse and was relieved when she felt one even if it was barely there.
She pulled an oxygen mask out of her large box and placed it over the boy's head. Arizona examined the body for injuries and beside the obvious large head wound he seemed okay.
"ONCE YOU GET YOUR PATIENT STABILIZED MOVE TO ANOTHER ONE," Owen yelled from his direction.
Arizona cleaned the wound and bandaged it as much as it was possible. She also put a neck brace around his neck. Arizona then called for a paramedic so they could get him into an ambulance and hook IV to his dihydrated body.
After the kid was on his way to Seattle Grace hospital Arizona heard a really loud scream. She grabbed her surgical box and ran behind the bus who wasn't burning anymore but it was still hot just to walk around. And the hurt and broken bodies everywhere.
"Arizona you're not allowed to go there," April said through the radio.
"Well there are kids here and I made an oath when I became a doctor," Arizona replied quietly and approached the person who was screaming. It was a teacher who had her hand stuck through the open door and was holding her student's hand.
"Help me," she whispered in pain.
Arizona coughed at the smell of gas and fire. The woman had burns over her face and upper body. She bent down and picked her radio. "Sloan can you come behind the second bus? I need you here," she said.
"Okay, okay," Arizona said trying to sooth the woman. "Does your chest hurt?"
She shook her head no. "But my face and... and arm."
Arizona got a closer look and they knew they had to either save it really fast or she was going to have to amputate on the field. "Can you feel that?" Arizona asked checking for the blood flow in the arm.
"No," the woman replied. "Is it bad?"
Arizona nodded. "I'm afraid I'm gonna have to amputate."
"There's... There's a boy in there.. I was holding his hand but I can't feel it anymore. Is... Is he okay?" the teacher asked shakily.
Arizona looked in the bus and mostly saw smoke and smelled gas but she also didn't miss the small body in there. "Hey can you hear me?" the blonde called out.
She got no reply and it made her worry.
"What the hell are you doing here? The fire's not out yet this thing can explode any minute," Mark hissed when he found Arizona.
"I'm sorry but I heard screams. Put the oxygen mask on her face. Is there anything we can do about the arm?" Arizona asked. She really didn't want to amputate a young teacher's arm.
Mark did the same blood flow check up and sighed. "We can try to pull it out and then do the fasciotomy. Or we can cut it off and send her to the hospital."
They both looked down at the woman. "Just save the boy," was her pained reply.
"Mark you got this?" Arizona asked gently.
"Yeah. Be safe okay?"
Arizona smiled sadly and carefully stepped in the bus. The heat was almost unbarable. She slowly, step after step, make her way towards the small boy. The floor of the bus was cracking under her feet and Arizona could feel her heart beating too fast.
"You okay in there?" Mark yelled. He needed some sort of talking or he would go insane. He drugged the teacher so she wouldn't feel any pain or see what he was doing.
"I am," Arizona replied just loud enough for Mark to hear. She bent down and checked for pulse. There was no pulse. Arizona did a basic cpr but the boy just didn't want to breathe. She had less than a minute to make him take his breath.
Arizona looked around. He was the last person on the bus.
"Do you need anything?" Mark asked. He was still working on pulling the arm out. He had a great idea and now just the hand was left to be pulled out.
Arizona walked as quickly as possible to Mark and grabbed the tube and a battery light. Then she ran back to the boy. Arizona opened his mouth and shined the light in and placed the tube down his throat. What she was doing could cause the boy to die rather than help.
Arizona tried to stay calm.
Seconds seemed like minutes.
Arizona repeated the cpr and saw the boy's chest starting to move and she checked for pulse. It was there. Now she just needed to get him out of here so she could start treating the head, chest and face injuries.
There was a loud crack noice.
"Mark what's going on?" Arizona yelled as she tried to figure a way to take the kid out without damaging his neck or spine.
Arizona smelled even more smoke and coughed loudly. She had to get them out of there.
"Something caused the fire again. Get the hell out! I'm taking this women to the ambulance."
Arizona wasn't sure if Mark was there anymore or not. She saw the boy opened his eyes and tried to fight the tube that was helping him keep an open airway. "No, no it's okay. I'm a doctor. I'm gonna take you out ok?"
After a light nod Arizona really wanted him to go back to unconsciousness in case carrying him would make the boy be in pain.
"ARIZONA THERE'S A FIRE STARTING IN THE BACK GET THE HELL OUT," Arizona heard and it did nothing to help with her nerves.
"We're gonna be fine," Arizona said to the boy but the smell of fire and gas told her otherwise. She turned around and could see the fire flames through the smoke.
That was the last thing she remembered before a hot wave of pain hit her.
