Rated M for later chapters. Not quite sure where or how far this story is going to go, leave comments and reviews, suggestions are welcomed! Thanks for reading! Thoughts and actions will be in Italics.
It was 4 years ago since the love of Arizona's life left without a trace and no where to be found. She tried to find her even called her parents and brother for help but still nothing. 4 years later and Arizona was still heartbroken. Sure she had tried to date and sleep with other women but none of them could even begin to compare to Calliope Torres. Arizona still lived in Seattle and still worked at the same hospital Seattle Grace. She did move out of her and Callie's apartment and got her own house. A part of her stayed there hoping Callie would come back looking for her at least this way she would still be in Seattle and in the same work place so she can be found more easily. 4 years later and still nothing happened or changed. It was a normal Tuesday morning, Arizona was going put a deposit in at the bank, she was waiting in line just watching all the people around her. In front of her there was a mother and daughter, her heart ached that could be her, she could have a kid or kids even, things would be so much different and better if only Callie didn't leave her. She couldn't help but think of Callie when she seen a mother and daughter together or a family out eating and laughing together. Hell who was she kidding she had to fight everyday not to think of Callie. She had picked up the everyday reminders even moved into a new place she tried to move on she really did just nothing seemed to work.
Arizona's POV:
I''ve been waiting in line for about 30 mins now and finally the mother and daughter are called, finally I'm next. I'm waiting patiently well trying to be as patient as I can when all of a sudden I hear gunshots my first instinct is to crouch down I try to look around and I see four men in mask with bags and guns running in. I see both the security guards in the front have been shot and their probably dead. I see two of the men goes towards the back of the teller counter and the other men are coming this way, one starts zip tying people's wrists together and pushing them to the other guy. The first guy gets to me and he roughly takes my arms and hands putting them together and then forcibly pushing me to the other guy and I stumble over my own feet. The other guy makes us kneel down and zip ties our ankles together when he gets to me he looks at me in my eyes and I know I have tears in them and he suddenly drops what he's doing and goes run to the other guy he starts yelling at him and I can barely make out what he says I hear him call the guy an idiot and the other guy answer back "I didn't hurt her, we'll keep her alive just go tie her up and chill the fuck out" the guy makes his way back to me tying my ankles up and suddenly he's more gentle and it's not so tight. I'm not sure how much time has passed by when it's all over but the guys successfully robbed the bank killing six people including the guards and badly injuring ten people but here I am completely unharmed and they didn't even try to mess with me once they sat me down they left me alone for the remainder of the time and I have no idea why. They seem to have recognize me and they were clearly trained and precise maybe they worked or knew my dad some type of way and thats why they left me alone. My dad is a marine and he does have a reputation for being well known and feared. As soon as I get home and take a bath I'm defiantly calling him to see if he knows or heard anything about this.