Thank for the recent reviews, and I apologise for the cliffhanger.

Congratulations AnnaBir on your baby girl.


Chapter 52: How Long Will I Love You


Lay in her fiancés arms, Arizona watched her entire life flashing before her. Her body, limp, and her blood cold, she knew she couldn't hold out much longer. She felt like she had been lay in Callie's lap for an eternity, but it had barely been five minutes. Nothing made any sense, and as Callie continued to speak to her, she was happy with the thought of the brunettes voice being the last she would ever hear. "I l-lo-love y-you, C-alli-ope T-Torres." Her body shaking from the immense feeling of coldness, Arizona tensed up and tried to hold off the sensation of death.

The pain had begun to subside, and she knew that wasn't a good sign. "G-Go o-nn t-tour." A slight dimpled smile appeared that broke Callie's heart.

"I love you too, and I will tell you that again tomorrow, and so will you." Callie closed her eyes and breathed. She knew her fiancé was dying, and knowing that there was nothing she could do about it was slowly killing her inside. "Stay awake, baby. Someone will be here soon." The brunette had managed to call an ambulance, and although the operator had asked her to stay on the line to keep them updated for a few minutes, she had ended the call. She couldn't sit talking to a stranger while the love of her life was close to death. No, she had to sit and talk to her. She had to keep her responsive and alive.

"I'm t-tired. P-Pleas-e let m-me slee-" Closing her eyes, the blonde felt at peace.

"Open your eyes, Arizona. Please open your eyes." The brunette rocked the almost lifeless body in her arms. "I won't lose you."

"I-It's oka-y. W-We are o-okay." Arizona mustered up a slight nod followed by a smile. "P-promise me y-you won't g-go ba-ack to h-her."

"I'm not going anywhere, and neither are you." Callie sobbed. "Please don't leave me, Arizona."

"F-Find s-someone w-who l-loves you and w-wants e-everything y-you want. J-Just n-not her."

"No, Arizona. Baby, please stop saying these things." Callie's voice broke.

"T-Tim." The blonde sighed.

"No! Tim isn't having you just yet. We are going to be okay, and you will tell me all about him. I need to know about him."

"I-I can't." A single tear fell from glazed blue eyes. "I-I'm d-dying, C-Cal."

"You're not." Callie dipped her head and pressed her lips to the dry, greyish of her fiancé. "Y-You have to live. We are getting married." The brunette gave Arizona her best smile.

Smiling and nodding, Arizona's breathing became shallow. Placing her left hand over the blondes right cheek, Callie ran her thumb along it and smiled. "I don't want to live without you, Arizona." Pulling the blonde body in tighter, she wrapped her arms around her trying to keep her warm. She knew it didn't matter. Arizona's body was dropping in temperature, and it wasn't because it was a cold day. Callie knew what was happening and how this was going to play out, but she couldn't and she wouldn't believe it. Her fiancé was going to die in her arms and she had to know that she had done everything to comfort her when that time came.

Blue eyes closing, Arizona took a deep breath and coughed. "S-Sing to m-me."

"No. You don't want me to sing to you. Remember, I have to use my words now. No more songs."

"I w-want you t-to sin-g to m-me." Arizona couldn't leave this world without hearing the voice she had fallen in love with. The voice which had brought them together, and recently, almost tore them apart. She needed the soothing voice and the beautiful lyrics. "P-Please."

Smiling down at the blonde, Callie would give anything to look into her eyes one last time. Sure, she had pictures to remember Arizona by, but her life would never be the same without those intense blue eyes looking at her every day. Maybe I didn't pay enough attention to those eyes when I really needed to. The blue, the love and emotion of them, did I take them for granted? Did I take her for granted?

Clearing her throat, she done as she was asked. Knowing that this really would be the end for them both, she closed her eyes and continued to rock Arizona's broken and lifeless body. She was slipping away, and Callie was barely holding on right now. Her breathing becoming more and more laboured as the seconds passed, she had to give Arizona her final wish, and quick. "How long will I love you? As long as stars are above you, and longer if I can." Her voice breaking, Callie refused to let Arizona hear her dying with her. "How long will I need you? As long as the seasons need to, follow their plan." Hearing sirens closing in, Callie was thankful, but it didn't matter. Arizona's body was no longer moving, and she truly felt she had gone. "How long will I be with you? As long as the sea is bound to, wash up on the sand."

The smell of metallic in the air, Callie heard the sound of tyres screeching onto their driveway. "How long will I want you? As long as you want me to, and longer by far."

"Hello? Police!"

"In here." Callie spoke barely above a whisper. Watching police officers and paramedics swarm her home, she continued to hold Arizona's body close to her chest.

"Ma'am? We need to let the paramedics do their job right now."

"S-She's gone." Callie's voice was void. Watching a paramedic kneel down beside them both, she couldn't bare to let anyone take her fiancés body away from her. "Please. Just let me have five more minutes with her."

A steady hand reaching out to the side of Arizona's neck, a young man glanced up to meet Callie's eyes. "Miss Torres, we need to take her from you."

"Please." Dark curls shook.

"She has a pulse, Miss Torres. Faint, but it's still there." The young paramedic smiled. "We really need to get her out of here."

Brown eyes widening, Callie removed her arms from Arizona and gave a nod. "Please save her."

"We will do everything we can."


Six hours later, Callie found herself aimlessly wandering the corridors of their local hospital. No idea where she was going or what she was doing, she pulled out her cell phone and scrolled through her contact list before hitting the call button. Hearing the call connect, Callie held her breath. "Mrs Robbins? Barbara?"

"Hello, Callie. It's wonderful to hear from you."

"Barbara, y-you and Daniel should come to Seattle."

Noticing the tone of her daughter's fiancés voice, Barbara cleared her throat. "What's happened, Callie?"

"It's Arizona. She, um, someone, uh, she's been stabbed." Hearing the horrific gasp from her fiancés mother, she closed her eyes and took a breath. "Barbara?"

"We will be there. I will book a flight right now. I-Is it bad?"

"Yes. She's in surgery. They found a pulse, but, I, she, I think she died in my arms."

"Oh, Callie." Barbara sighed. "I'm happy you were with her. I'm making arrangements right now. Please tell her we love her."

"Of course I will. I, um, I should go incase she comes out of surgery and I'm not there. I will keep you updated."

"Thank you, dear. Take care of yourself too."

Callie's heart swelled at the words from the older woman. Her daughter was dying and she was worrying about Callie's wellbeing. "I will. Goodbye, Barbara."

Ending the call, Callie made her way back to a waiting area she had been taken to earlier on arrival. She had spoken with the police, and so far, it was looking like a robbery. The key to her Audi was missing, and both of their purses.

Shocked at the thought of someone potentially murdering her fiancé because of a car and a little cash, she was struggling to come to terms with that scenario. Right now, it didn't matter, and she had made that perfectly clear to the police. She wasn't interested in making statements or suggestions, she simply wanted to see Arizona. The longer time went on, the more her fears grew. She had truly believed that Arizona had left her back at home, and the thought of that happening again having been told that she was alive, she wasn't sure her body could take the hurt and pain it would cause.

Settling back down into the seat she had been glued to for almost five hours, only removing herself to take a short walk, she closed her eyes and tried to calm herself. She died. She left me and I have been an absolute bitch to her. Callie felt the tears roll down her face. She deserves so much more than this. She deserves more than me. Devastated at how this day had turned out, she wanted to crawl away and leave the world behind her, but she couldn't. She had to be here for Arizona and she needed to be everything and more for her.

"Miss Torres?" An unfamiliar voice called out.

Too scared to open her eyes and look at the face that could potentially shatter her world, Callie took a breath. "Yeah?"

"We had a tough time in there. Arizona had lost a lot of blood. The knife hit an artery and she coded three times-"

Eyes shooting open, Callie's body shook. "No. Please don't-"

"She's a fighter, Miss Torres." The surgeon took a seat. "She didn't give up."

"She d-didn't?"

"No. It's taken a lot out of her and she may be out for some time, but I am satisfied that she will make a full recovery. She will need help and support from those closest to her, but I believe she will make a full recovery."

Wrapping her arms around the male surgeon who had just made her feel like the luckiest woman in the world,she tightened her grip. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."

"Don't thank me. Arizona done all of the hard work. She must really have a reason to live. That amount of blood loss would usually mean a point of no return."

"She's amazing isn't she." Callie smiled as tears fell hard.

"She is. You are lucky to have each other. She is in recovery right now and will be transferred to a private room once we are satisfied that she is stable enough. I will have security outside. I don't want anyone trying to bother you while you are looking after your wife."

"Fiancé." Callie stated. "But not for much longer I hope."

"Well, maybe you could celebrate with a wedding. I'll leave you be, Miss Torres. If you need anything at all, don't hesitate to ask. I will send someone to collect you and take you to her soon."

"Thank you." She gave a nod.

Every emotion coursing through her body, she suddenly felt drained. Knowing that Arizona had put up one hell of a fight, she curled up on a single chair and closed her eyes. Immediately finding the beautiful face of Arizona Robbins behind her eyelids, she smiled. Don't ever do that to me again, Arizona. Her body coming down from an extreme high, she felt it relax and although she didn't want it to, sleep began to take over. I must remember to call Barbara.


A little over an hour later, Callie was startled from her sleep by a guy in blue scrubs. "Miss Torres?"

"Yes." She swallowed hard. "Is everything okay?"

"Yes. I've come to collect you and take you to Arizona. She is still asleep but I'm sure she will want you beside her when she wakes."

"Of course." Removing herself from the small chair she had somehow managed to sleep on, she grabbed her jacket and followed the smaller man. Desperate for a little caffeine, she frowned when she realised that she had nothing but the clothes she was wearing with her. Her fiancé dying, she didn't have time to grab her purse. "Excuse me, Dr?"

"Harris. Dr Harris."

"Could I bother you for a cup of coffee?"

"Sure. Let me take you to Arizona and I will have someone go down to the coffee cart for you."

"I, um, I don't have any cash on me. I didn't have time to grab anything. I'm sorry." A slight blush appeared on a sunken, tired face.

"No problem. Don't worry about anything. Whatever you need, we can sort out for you. We understand the situation you are in right now." Dr Harris smiled. "Maybe once everyone has recovered from this terrible ordeal, I can get you to sign my copy of your album."

"Sounds like the perfect trade." Callie threw the surgeon a wink. "I can't believe she made it through."

"Honestly? We couldn't either." The surgeon spoke truthfully. "It really was touch and go. A number of times." Reaching the room that held her fiancé, Callie froze and gave herself a moment.

"Here we go, Miss Torres."

"Thank you, Dr Harris. Thank you for everything."

"No problem. It's days like this when I love my job. I'll get you that coffee and have someone bring it right to you." The surgeon gave a nod and disappeared from the brunette.

Acknowledging the security guard outside the blondes room, Callie slid the frosted glass door open and stepped inside. Placing her hand over her mouth to muffle the sobs, Callie stared at Arizona, lay in bed looking small and vulnerable. Thankful that she had a little colour back in her cheeks, she felt a wave of relief wash over her.

Moving closer, she quietly placed her jacket over the back of a chair near to Arizona's bed and took a seat. Her blonde hair stained with blood, Callie took a loose lock and tucked it behind her ear. She was warm. Allowing her emotions to take over, Callie cried. Hard. She never thought she would feel the warmth of her fiancés body again. I need to see your eyes. Open your eyes for me, baby. Sat quietly in her own thoughts, she didn't hear the door slide open and she didn't know anyone else was in the room until the aroma of coffee hit her senses.

Turning back, she found Dr Harris stood near to the door. Smiling, he moved forward and handed her the coffee. "I'll leave you two alone for a little while. I can come back with more information later. A nurse will come by to check everything is as it should be in a little while. You won't even know they are here."

Thankful for both the surgeons words, and the coffee she held in her hand, she gave him a nod and turned her attention back to Arizona. Taking a sip of the hot black liquid, she sighed and took a hold of a pale bloodstained hand. You have the softest skin. She smiled.

Realising that she hadn't yet called Barbara, she placed her coffee down and struggled to remove her cell from the front pocket of her blood stained jeans. Refusing to let go of Arizona's hand, she struggled a little while longer before finally getting a good grip on the device.

I didn't want to call incase you are busy preparing for your trip. Arizona is out of surgery. I'm with her now. She is sleeping. Have a safe flight. - Callie. Xx

Switching her cell to silent, she placed it down on the small table behind her and sat back. She would sit forever waiting for Arizona to wake up. No matter how tired or spent her body was, she refused to close her eyes. Hearing her cell buzz behind her, she reached for it and accepted the call.

"Hello?"

"Is my baby going to be okay?" Barbara's voice laced with emotion, Callie smiled.

"Yes, Barbara. She is going to be okay."

"Oh, Callie. Thank God. Daniel is beside himself waiting for news. I thought I'd lost both of my children. Thank you for being with her."

"I wouldn't be anywhere else. Tell Daniel not to worry. You will both soon be here and I'm sure she will be thrilled to see you both."

"We have a flight booked for tonight. 11pm. We will come straight to the hospital."

"She would love that, and so would I."

"Give my Arizona a kiss from me, won't you?"

"Of cour-" Cut off by her own words, Callie gasped.

"What is it dear? Is everything okay?"

"Sh-She squeezed my hand. Barbara, she squeezed it. I swear she did."

"Go. Tell her we love her." Barbara stated. "Oh God I'm so thankful that you were there when this happened. I will be forever in your debt."

"Nonsense. I have to go, Barbara. Our girl is waking up."

"Our girl." Barbara smiled into the phone. "Callie Torres, I am going to love having you as part of our family. Goodbye, sweetie."

Ending the call, Callie stared intently at her fiancés face. She definitely squeezed my hand. Noticing the flicker of her eyelids, the brunette held her breath. Show me those eyes, baby.

Lips parting, Arizona groaned. "T-That coffee smells a-amazing."

"Oh God." Callie tightened her grip on the hand that had suddenly came to life in her own. "Arizona?"

"Mm." The blonde winced as she moved slightly in the bed.

"Oh, baby." The brunette jumped up from her seat. "You're alive."

Gaining a slight nod from Arizona, Callie began to sob once again. Unable to control her tears, she dropped her cell to the floor and brought her hand up to a pale face. "I love you so much."

A small smile appearing on pinkish lips, Arizona tried to speak. "I-I."

"Don't speak. Just rest." Callie stared at the face she had watched change in front of her eyes several hours ago. Desperate to see Arizona, she lowered her tone. "Baby? Can you open your eyes?"

Giving a nod, the blonde laced their fingers together and slowly opened her eyes. Blue meeting brown, Callie felt as though her heart was going to beat out of her chest. Smiling back at Arizona, her breath caught in her throat. "Oh God. I thought I'd never see those eyes again." Running her thumb across her cheek, Callie took a seat and rested her head on the side rail of her fiancés bed. "They're blue."

"Uh huh." Arizona gave a nod in agreement. "A-Always have b-been."

Noticing how dry the blonde was, Callie stretched for a glass of water, and brought it up to her mouth. "Small sips."

"Mm, it's good." She slurred. "Thank y-you."

"No." Dark curls shook. "Thank you. For living. For fighting."

"Tim." A slight dimpled smile appeared. "W-wouldn't let me."

A laugh bubbling from the brunettes throat, Callie smiled. "That's good. Your mom said he always looked out for you."

"Mom!" A slightly panicked look appeared on Arizona's face.

"It's okay. She and your father are flying in tonight. They won't arrive until early morning though. They will come straight here." Callie stated. "She said to tell you that they love you."

"S-Shouldn't have answered d-door.".

"Hey, you have every right to open our front door." Callie didn't want to talk about what had happened right now. She just wanted to know that Arizona was okay. "Let's get you better before you think about him and what happened."

Blonde curls shook. "H-Her."

"Huh?" The brunette knew her fiancé was high on drugs right now, so she wouldn't get into this conversation just let. "Maybe you should wait and speak to the detectives in a few days."

"Kay." Blue eyes fluttered closed.

Watching as Arizona drifted off to sleep again, Callie figured it would be a good idea to close her own eyes. She had seen the blue she had so desperately craved, and now she had spoken to Arizona, she was satisfied that a little nap wouldn't hurt either of them.

"C-Cal?"

"Yeah? Are you okay, baby?"

"Mm." Clearing her throat and wincing in pain, Arizona looked at her fiancé. "I-I died tonight. In y-your arms. I f-felt it."

"I know, baby." Callie closed her eyes as she thought back to the lifeless body lay in her lap.

"S-So I n-need you to g-get me someone o-official."

"Like the police?" Callie was confused. What kind of 'official' did her fiancé require?

"No." Arizona shook her head slightly.

"Then who, beautiful?"

"S-Someone who c-can make m-me your w-wife."

Brown eyes narrowing as Callie furrowed her brow, she listened to Arizona's words carefully.

"I cannot l-live another day" Taking a breath, the blonde tried to get her words out "W-without being m-married to y-you. I d-died without e-ever being c-called your wife."


Thanks for reading, guys. My intention over the next week or so is to wrap this story up as best as I can. It is clear that a lot of readers are getting bored with the storyline, and while I love and value everyone's opinions, I'm not prepared to put all of my time into a story that a growing number of people no longer enjoy. Most days I spend at least 8 hours writing (Luckily I have a partner who supports this. Seeing as how some days we barely spend any time together because of it), and it is something I've come to love, but maybe this one has had its day. I don't know.

Anyone who reads my fics know that I'm all about the drama, and although I love the fluffy stuff, whatever comes into my head is what gets submitted on here. It has gone from reviews to PMs asking that I drop the drama.

Sorry if there has been too much drama, but that's just me. I've always tried to give my readers what they want, and I know I can't please everyone so I think it is best if I put this fic to bed.

In all honesty, I was ready to abandon this fic before the last chapter, but I refuse to be one of those writers who doesn't finish a story. Thanks for all of your support with this fic. I promise to be out of your hair soon.