A/N: I'm glad you folks are enjoying this fic. This will probably be the last one for a while. Don't worry, hopefully within the next week I'll have time. Anyways here you go...
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. All characters, storyline, dialogues belong to their rightful owner. Shonda Rhimes and maybe a few other shows. Also spelling mistakes, and punctuations marks are mine.
Arizona POV
Mark walks me over to the kitchen table. He pulls out a chair and sits me down. He sees Callie's wedding ring and necklace, but doesn't bring it up.
"Callie turned her resignation in?" I whispered to myself.
"Arizona she officially resign from SGMW this morning. SHES GONE! Where is she?"
"She left over 2 hours ago. She said she needed to go away. I thought she meant like a hotel."
"Everyone at the hospital has been trying to call her. Now her phones off."
"Mark, I... I don't know what to do?"
"Arizona, you fucked up! I didn't think Callie would do this, but this doesn't look good."
Realization hits me while I'm sitting down. "Mark my wife left!! Fucking Callie is gone! She left her ring and her necklace!!!!" I start walking in circles hyperventilating.
"Arizona calm down before you work yourself up into a heartache."
"Mark I can't, I can't live with out her. We need to find her."
"Do you have an idea where she could be?"
"No, we can call every hotel in the city."
"Arizona, I don't think Callie is in Seattle. I think she left."
"Mark she would never do that."
"Just like you would never cheat on her?" He says accusingly.
"Robbins I didn't mean that. I'm-"
"Mark you're right. Don't apologize."
"She's my best friend Robbins and this isn't like her. I'm just worried and fucking scared."
"Mark, she's my wife. I'm scared too."
"Check her computer."
"You're a fucking genius." I grab her computer and it looks like she cleared her history.
"Nope, it looks like your wife is a genius." Mark laughed.
"Wait, let's go to her office. I'm sure there's something there."
"Good idea, let's go. But I should warn you. People at the hospital hate you right now."
"Honestly I don't blame them, I hate myself and I don't care, not until I find out where she is."
We walk into the hospital and I see Yang standing with her arms folded.
"What the fuck Robbins? How could you? Callie fucking loved you. And the second some bimbo shows you attention you disregard your vows."
"Cristina." Owen says trying to stop her.
"No, shut up Owen. If anyone knows what Callie is going through it's me. And not only did she have to go through this before with George, now she's going through this with the one person she gave her all too."
"You don't know what's going on." I spat.
"You're right I don't but neither do you. Did you know that right before you coded, Callie was in the middle of Derek's surgery? She had Mere watching her every move. Meredith could be there for her husband. But Callie had to push you out of her mind and take care and focus on someone else's loved one, while you were crashing on the table. You think that was easy for her? So she told Karev to do his best work. Yes, your best friend. The one you kicked off the plane. The one who gets off scotch free because your wife took all the damn blame.. And you should know that it would be impossible for her to make the cut herself. Nobody would ever allow her too. It's against hospital rules. How stupid and selfish could you be Arizona?"
I looked at Mark and he seems just as surprised as I am."She didn't make the cut?"
"How come I didn't know any of this?" Mark asked.
"You were in an a coma Mark how could you know?" Cristina spat backed.
"No, she didn't. Your boy did. I'm surprised you didn't read your own chart." Cristina says looking at me. "She made us all promise not to tell you, that's how much she loved you Arizona. If I'm being honest. I'm glad she left. She deserves better than this. When we all had to talk to the lawyers. It was her who fought so hard for us. With out her, we wouldn't have shit. Because there's a rule that no more than 2 attending's can be on the plane. So the moment you kicked Karev off. You broke the rule. You wanna know what she did? She called her dad up, and begged for his help. I bet you didn't know that did you?"
"No, I didn't."
"The moment I find out where she is. I'm gone. Callie deserves to be around people who love her. She's been there for all of us. She's the reason why Derek can operate again. She's the reason why you're alive. She's the reason we got awarded that 15 million each."
Owen rubs Cristina back trying to calm her down. "Cristina, I think she understands."
"Does she Owen? I don't think so. Maybe you should tell her that Callie is the reason why our hospital thrives. That Ortho brings in majority of the money. No not Ortho! Callie. She's the one who brings them in. She's the one with the contract from the Seahawks. Callie brings all the publicity. She even has basketball players from all over to come and do surgeries on them. Now that she's gone. Even our hospital has to suffer."
Quietness. I don't say anything. Everything Cristina is saying is news to me besides her being the best Ortho surgeon. I don't know how to respond.
"Did you know last year, Owen offered her to be chief of Ortho and she declined? She said she can't because right now her family was her priority, and look where that got her."
"I..I.. didn't know." I mumbled
"Well now you do." Cristina says walking away. Owen looks at me and gives me a tight smile walking away to follow Cristina.
"Mark, you don't need to be here. I know she's your best friend."
"Arizona, I am her best friend and I know she's mad right now, but I also know that she loves you. So let's just go to her office and try and figure out where she is." He says patting my back.
With my head down, I answer him. "Ok."
We enter her office and I look around her desk and I see our wedding pictures. Also, pictures from our honeymoon. My heart drops and I can't believe I'm in her office trying to find any clue that could tell me where she might be. All of a sudden my phone rings, and it's from a number I don't recognize. It might be Callie.
"Hello?" I answered frantically
"Arizona?"
"Yes?"
"This is Aria."
"As in Callie's sister Aria?" I look up at Mark and shrug my shoulders.
"Yes, I know I shouldn't meddle in her business especially since we haven't spoken in years. But I just wanted to let you know. That she's coming here. She's gonna live with me and my son."
"Oh thank god." I say grabbing my heart.
"This is gonna be the only time I talk to you. I don't know what happened, but I know you cheated."
"Thanks Aria."
"Yeah, don't thank me. I don't know you. I just wanted to let you know. So don't fly out here. Callie will let you know when she's ready to talk."
"Okay, I won't. But thank you Aria. I appreciate it."
"Bye Arizona."
"Bye."
I put my phone down and sit in her chair. The chair that smells like Callie.
"So she's in Miami?" Mark asked bringing me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah, she's gonna stay with her sister."
"Okay, that's good to know." He smiles and walked to the door.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm gonna talk to the chief and take a leave of absence."
"Where are you going?"
"Like you said she's my best friend, I need to see her."
"Mark, Aria just said not to fly out."
"No blondie, she said for you not to fly out. I can. I have 15 million dollars to spend." He laughed.
I take my phone out and call Callie's phone. I know she's still flying, but I need to hear her voice. It goes straight to voicemail. 'Hi, you reached Dr. Robbins' phone formally known as Dr. Torres. So if you could please leave your name and number I'll be happy to call you back.' I had to giggle she made that voicemail the night we came home from our honeymoon. She was so excited to be my wife. She even took my last name.
I cant live a life with out her. Everything great that ever happened to me was because of her.
"Robbins. I was looking for you. I figured you would be here."
I look up at who's trying to talk to me and it's Owen. "The board is forcing you take the next two weeks off with no pay."
"Hunt I can't."
"It's already been decided. They need you to go home and get your head together. They caught wind about you cheating on Callie while the hospital needed everyone hands on deck. While that's not the problem, because that's personal. They're thinking you aren't fit to be around your patients since you ignored all pages during the storm. As Chief I believe they're right."
I can't be in a place surrounded by everything that reminds me of Callie. I'll go crazy.
"Owen, I can't."
"I'm sorry, but I believe as your friend that you should take this time to get your head straight. You're not you."
"I'll go crazy, I can't be in my apartment with out her."
"I know, but you need to figure it out. You're lucky they're making you take a leave and not just firing you all together. Go home and sleep. Figure out what you're gonna do tomorrow."
"Fine!" I grab whatever is on Callie's desk and I go to my office and grab my purse.
How can this day get any worse. I just lost the two most important things in my life. My wife and my job.
I make my way home and I stand in the living room. Looking at everything that reminds me of her. I look at the couch and I remember watching her sleep, being so mad at her. Some days I couldn't stand being around her. I look in the kitchen and I remember dumping my dishes in the sink filled with food cause I couldn't stand the thought of eating her meals. Even after she spent hours in surgery, she still made the time to make me home cooked meals. I look at the office and I remember watching her sit in there because I didn't want her by me in the living room. I walk into our bedroom and I remember Callie coming besides me almost every morning to check if I was okay. And all I would do was push her away. I walk around the bed and I see a frame on the ground shattered into a bunch of pieces. I pick it up and dust off whatever glass was left on it. I look at her smile and she truly had a megawatt smile that could light up my world. God how could I be so mean to her, when all she did was love me and accept me for who I am. I grab Callie's pillow and sniff it and it smells just like her.
The thoughts become too much that I make my way to the refrigerator and grab out whatever alcohol I can find and I drink myself into a stupor.
I hear a voice calling my name and I can't make it out. "Robbins!"
"Mark?"
"Yes, are you drunk?"
"Mark, I need her. I can't live with out her." I sobbed.
"Arizona, what happened? I mean I can see you're drunk."
Wiping my tears I look at Mark. "Owen, told me I had to stay home. I can't work for two weeks."
"So you decided to get drunk?"
"I needed something to numb the pain. I miss her, I feel lost with out her." I slurred.
"Talking to you right now would be useless, cause you won't remember anything." He grabbed the bottle out of my hand, and pulls my blanket up. "Go to sleep, you haven't slept in over 48 hours."
"Mark, I screwed up."
"Yes, you did. Go to sleep."
My eyes start to shut. "Ok."
Callie POV
Sitting on a plane with nothing to do besides think has got to be the roughest hours of my life. I started to believe that my head wasn't a safe place to be. Self doubt started to creep in.
Did I leave too soon? Should I divorce her? Was it my fault? Did I push my wife into the arms of another woman? Was what she did forgivable? Was I not enough? Does she still love me? Did she feel forced to stay with me because we were married? Does she want a divorce? Was she gonna tell me? Would she have kept it a secret if I didn't find out?
I'm so glad that my body was still exhausted from the night before that I fell asleep 2 hours into the flight. The next thing I knew the flight attendant was walking me up. "Ma'am were in Miami, time to wake up."
"Sorry, I'm up. Thank you." I tried to smile.
I grab my phone to text Aria. Next thing I know my phone is flooded with missed calls, text messages, voicemails. I chose to ignore them. I can't deal with that right now. So I click on my sister name and send her a text.
C: Just landed. Gonna grab my luggage.
A: Sounds good, we'll meet you at the baggage claim.
Stepping off the escalator I see my sister. I haven't seen her in over 8 years, and I see her holding a little boys hand. He looks just like Aria, only a boy version.
"Callie!" She yelled running up to me dragging her son. Giving me a big hug.
"Aria." And I instantly start crying.
"Cal don't cry." Aria says rubbing my back.
"Tía Callie, no cry."
"Callie, this is my son, your nephew. Calvin. We call him Cal for short." She winked at me.
I wipe my tears and bend down to my nephew. "I'm sorry Cal, see no tears." He wrapped his arms around my neck giving me a big hug and I hug him back.
"Let's go get your bags and we can head back to our place."
After grabbing my bag, we walk to the parking lot to Aria's car. When we pull out of the airport. It feels so surreal. I haven't been in Miami for maybe 10 years. Everything looks the same, but it feels so different.
30 minutes later we drive into the same community our parents live in. We pull into her house and it's not as luxurious as I pictured it. I mean it's big but not what I thought my sister lived in. Growing up we lived in a mansion. I always thought she would too.
"You live down the road from mámi and pápi?"
"Yeah, in hindsight I should've moved into another community. Being close to home mean they still pop whenever they want. Well just pápi." Aria says sadly.
"You okay?"
"Me? I should be asking you that."
"Tía Callie, come play with me." Calvin calls from the living room.
"It's a long story if we could wait till tomorrow to unload the heavy stuff because right now, I just want to spend time with my nephew. "
"Ok, tomorrow sounds perfect. I took this week off. I know there's a lot we need to talk about. And a lot to catch up on."
I stand up and hug her, "I agree."
After we ate dinner, I tell Aria that I'm going to bed. I take a long shower. Sitting on the bed my mind goes back to Arizona, and I can't help but to miss her. I lived the past 6 years of my life with her. Not all of it was bad until the last year and half. Then my mind goes back to seeing her in the NICU, and I run to the bathroom and throw up.
"Fuck, when is this gonna end." I sobbed.
"Cal?" Aria called out from the bedroom door.
"Yes." I sniffled.
"I know this is a stupid question, but are you okay?"
I decide there's no point in lying. "No, Aria. I'm not."
"I know you don't wanna talk about it yet, but maybe we can just put on a movie and I can stay in here until you fall asleep."
"I'd like that."
I brush my teeth and lay in the bed. I try my best to focus on the movie, but my body must be exhausted from everything that's been going on and within 45 minutes I'm fast asleep.