You guys have been so good to stay with the story that I though I would post another chapter. Between work being crazy and this crazy thing that happened to my laptop, I can finally get some of this done. Thanks again for reading and for the comments.

There was a little confusion on what Callie said to Arizona at the end of the last chapter. Hope this clears that up.

Chapter 7

"Alright, what happened?" Mark announced as he walked into the room. He then looked over at Alex and demanded, "Beat it Karev." As he motioned for the door.

Alex huffed and made his way out of my room.

Mark turned his attention to me again. "Well?"

"What happened with what?" I said pretty sure where he was going.

"I just saw Robbins in the ER and she told me what happened."

"You said to be honest and I was. You said not to hurt her and I am trying not to."

Mark sat on the edge of the bed. "What happened? To you I mean? This has little to do with what I said."

"I don't remember."

"Yeah I got that, Torres."

"What if I remember? Am I attracted to Arizona? Yes. Who wouldn't be?"

"But?"

"What if I give in to…this…whatever it is, and then I remember."

"Still don't understand."

"What if I remember how that felt? What if I remember the anger and the hurt? Will I feel like the only reason I forgave her is because I didn't remember how all that felt? That isn't fair to either of us. Maybe….she doesn't deserve for me to just forgive. Maybe she needs to make me trust her. She can't do that if I don't remember what happened."

"Ok. I guess I understand that. So what are you thinking?"

"Maybe we should just cool it down. I mean, maybe we shouldn't see each other for a while."

"Callie, you are going home in a couple of days. You need all of us for that."

"Lexie said that you guys live across the hall so that should be enough."

"I would do anything for you, but you need more than us. Just think about it ok?"

I grabbed the picture that Arizona left. "Look. Look at these two people. They look happy. They look in love." I pointed to Arizona. "I can't imagine that person…" Then I pointed to myself in the photo. "…leaving that person standing in the middle of the airport. For what was said to be three years. Are you telling me that I was ok with that?"

"No."

"Well ok then. If this accident had never happened and she had come back two days later, like she was going to, would I have taken her back without question?" Mark never answered. "I take that as a no. Until I remember what happened I don't think this is fair. To either of us. I need time with this, Mark."

"Ok. I'll talk to Arizona."

"Thank you."

He let out a deep breathe. "I gotta run. I am scheduled in surgery in a little while." He tried to smile a reassuring smile. "If you need me, have them page."

"Thanks."

I watched Mark leave the room. I was glad that he was going to talk to Arizona. As confused as I was, I don't think I could have looked into those blue eyes and tell her to stay away.

It had been two days since I had seen Arizona. Without her I had the joy of seating all alone most of the time. Alex, Cristina and Mark kept me company as much as they could. I could bank on it every morning, breakfast would come from her favorite new babysitter, Lexie. It was driving me crazy. Yesterday I started having flashes of something. I never could really make out what the memory was. It was the weirdest thing. It was flashes of a young girl. I was comforting her I think by singing, in just a quick flash and then it was gone.I was told, by a nurse, that Arizona had called repeatedly to check on me. Lexie hadn't really said anything about Arizona, and I hadn't asked. The pictures were sitting on the nightstand with card, balloons and flowers from my friends at the hospital and my family. Things were at a dark point for me. I was going to be released tomorrow. To what I thought? I didn't even know where I lived. Yesterday Lexie took me to the window and pointed across the street. She explained that was my building. She then wrote down the number of mine and their apartment.

Teddy had came in a couple of times and said that she missed me at work. She also said she hoped things worked out. Just to give it time and not to give up. I knew that her best friend Arizona, was the underlining meaning of that statement. Every time the door would open, I hoped somehow that it was her. I know that it was because of me that she wasn't there, but I still hoped. This time was no different. A woman that I hadn't seen before walked in. She didn't say anything at first, she just looked at me. "Can I help you?""I was just going to come and check to see how you are. I heard from the some of the staff that you had been injured. I haven't talked to anyone yet so I was going to check on you. I'm here for a patient and then I am gone. Obviously you are doing fine. So I will let you rest."

I had just sat there staring blankly at her so she started to walk out. I had no idea why I had let her go on so long without saying a word. "Hey!" She turned around. "You don't know do you?""Know what?""I have amnesia. So, I'm sorry to tell you this, but I have no clue as to who you are." I just looked at her as I watched her mouth fall open. She then walked back toward looked at the pictures on the night stand "So they have told you some of your life." I nodded. "Callie, I am Erica Hahn. We…we….were together for a while." I was now the one that had their mouth open. "I mean, we together before you and Robbins." She was quick to clear that up."So why are you here?" I wasn't sure why that came so natural. I could tell that Erica was hurt by the statement. "I'm sorry. It has been rough couple of days.""I deserved that. Don't apologize please. It will make me feel worse than I do already."I really didn't know what to say. "So were we friends? I could tell that you were a lot hesitate when you came in.""You and I defiantly had a love, hate relationship" Erica finally smiled. "You were the love and most of the time I was the hate.""I'm sorry to hear that. Why were we like that?""Callie, it took me along time understand who I was. You helped me find that. When I was with you, there was no one else in the room, or the world. I guess, in the end, I felt that I lost my best friend. It was my own fault." She stopped knowing that she was now giving to much information. "You and I saw thing differently. You saw people's side and me, I saw medicine's side. I am glad to report that my bedside manner has improved greatly thanks to you.""What happened that two friends cant work things out?" Erica just looked at me. She had a look of fear. I wasn't sure why. "Hey listen, you can tell me. I'm basically an outsider looking in. I have no connections to anyone." No connections except the one I cant explain with Arizona."You and I got into an argument…" Erica told me the whole drawn out story. About Deny and Izzie, about the heart and the fact I thought she should keep quiet.

"So you are afraid to talk to me?""Sort of." Erica looked down. "I just left you standing there. Outside the hospital. Just standing there watching me walk away. That doesn't look good on anyone." I didn't know who looked away the quickest her or Erica.I took a hard breath. "So I did nothing but watch you walk away?" "Yeah, that was it. You didn't try and stop me or anything. That's why I thought maybe it was for the best."I didn't know how to react to what she was saying. I was starting to see this love, hate relationship. "So I haven't heard from you since?"

"No."

I knew this was a conversation to have with someone else. "So you are doing with this case here?" Erica felt the conversation shift quick. "I have patient that was in Seattle on business and started having chest pains, so he was brought here. He has several blockage that he wanted to wait on, so we did and here we are. Patients trying to be Doctors." She chuckled nervously. "I really need to go and check on him. I hope that you get to feeling better."

"Thank you."

"Your welcome." With that she walked out the door.I took a moment to think about what I had been through. I knew for sure that I had to be upset with Arizona. She was the second person that had walked away from me. Like I was nothing. Was I that bad? God where is Mark?

After Erica left, I was left with just my thoughts, that were interrupted by Cristina walking in the door. "How we feeling?"

"Alright."

"I am glad that you are alone. Look I need to tell you something."

"What? That my ex-girlfriend is here?"

A look of complete surprise came over Cristina. "How did you know about the wicked witch?"

"Wicked witch?"

"Um, yeah."

"I know about her because she just left."

"She was here?"

"That's what just left means."

"We never understand why you liked her, really. I mean the woman is a Cardio god. I know why I loved her, but not you so much."

"Huh, I loved her?"

"No. She was way more into you than you were her. No you didn't love her like roller skate girl."

"Do you have a name for everyone?"

"Pretty much."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure." Cristina answered.

"If Owen did to you what she did to me, would you forgive him?"

Cristina had a look of shock and surprise on her face. "Callie, I believe that when you love someone that much, anything is possible. A love like that doesn't come along everyday. She made a mistake. She was going to try and fix it, but this happened first. Just cut her some slack."

Arizona's POV

I was at the nurses station when I heard someone behind me call out my name. "Doctor Robbins?"

I turned to see someone with my matching features. "Yes?"

"I am Erica Hahn. I just wanted to say that I am sorry about Callie."

I, after several seconds, took the extended hand. "Thank you." I said as I quickly released it.

"She seems to be in good spirits."

"You've seen Callie?" I said a little more jealous than I would have liked.

I noticed the grin that started to form on Erica's face. "I have. Would have never imagined she would have cut that hair. I also never imagined that I would walk in that room and she would have no idea who I was. Kind of a shocker."

I closed the chart I was working on. "Look, I will explain this to you the way I explained it to Miranda Bailey. I was an Marine brat and grew up with the name Arizona. I learned to fight young on the playground. Stay away from Callie." As I walked by her I explained. "Because that is the only warning you will get."

After talking with Erica, I really wanted to see Callie. I knew that we had agreed not see each other for a while, but it was killing me. I was the one that remembered her. I was the one dying a slow and painful death. I knew that I had agreed not to see her but no one said anything about talking.

I stopped in the Doctor's lounge and picked up the phone. I dialed the room number and waited until I heard her voice.

"Hello."

"Hi, Calliope."

I could hear her voice perk up. "Arizona. How are you?"

"I'm good. I was just checking on you. I know that they are letting you go home tomorrow."

"Yeah. I think I may be a little more excited if I remembered anything." She said laughing.

"Well I don't want to bother you, but I just…."

"What?"

"I just miss you." There was a silence on the line. "I am trying Callie. I will go in the morning and check into a hotel until I find a apartment. I'm sorry, I have been so busy that I haven't had time to look yet."

"That's ok."

"Well I better let you go."

"Ok. It was good hearing from you."

I couldn't help but smile. "You too. Bye."

"Arizona! Wait!"

"Yeah?"

"For whatever it's worth, I've missed you too. Bye"

Callie hung up after that statement. It was ok with me because I would be on cloud nine the rest of the day just hearing her voice.

Callie's POV

I had looked at the pictures of me and Arizona all day long. I loved her I knew that I did. I just didn't know if I should trust her. I feel asleep with the picture frame still in my hand up against my chest.

I don't know how long I was sleep. I was tossing and turning from side to side. I couldn't see any faces all I heard was voices. One right after the other. Mine and Arizona's.

"I know your upset, but when you're done being upset, there will be people lined up for you…you can't get enough of the ER, but you can get enough of me?….we don't have to be friends. It's a big hospital with lots of floors and lots of places to hide. I am perfectly ok with doing that for the next few years…..I would like to take you to dinner….Am I the crazy one in this relationship?…..He stares at my boobs. There good boobs!…..I would like for you to have a whole dresser and a blow dryer or something more romantic than that…..I love you know stop scratching….I can't live without you and our ten kids…..No OR. What do you mean no OR?….There's a shooter in the hospital. He shot Derek Sheppard. Stop talking…..There are only children here. There are only children here…..Just take them and go…..Please. Please. I, we can make this work…..We're already over….I love her, Mark….."

Suddenly the only faces I saw was a man leaning against a door frame with a gun. What was between me and him was Arizona and the little I had seen in the flash. Then a loud gunshot in the distance. It was the gunshot that woke me from my sleep and I was, as well as the bed, soaked with sweat. "What the hell was that?"

Arizona's POV

It was one of the few nights that I had slept in my own bed, but it didn't last long. I opened my eyes and tried to find the phone that was ringing in the dark. "Hello." I managed to get out very groggy.

"Arizona, it's Cristina."

I was suddenly awake. I sat up in the bed. "Is Callie ok?" I knew that for Cristina to call me at 3:00 in the morning, it had to be Callie.

"Um, she's gone."

"What? What the hell do you mean, she's gone?"

"A nurse came in and unhooked all the monitors. Apparently Callie had a bad dream. The nurse said that she was drenched and that Callie wanted to take a shower. She can't be hard to find. Hell she's in a hospital gown."

"Oh god. No she isn't."

"What?"

"Cristina, they were releasing her in the morning. I brought her clothes to work with me yesterday morning and had them sent to her room. She's in street clothes."

"Damn it! Robbins, I don't know where she is."

"I am on my way over there."

I hung up the phone, changed into jeans and a sweatshirt, pulled my hair up and headed out the door. When I opened the door I was in shock. I opened the door and Callie was again face to face with the voice that had haunted her sleep. "Callie? Are you alright?"She looked at me, then she stood there for several minutes. She repeated word for word the choppy dream she had just had. When she was done, I could tell she was about to break down. I took one step closer to this scared person and I had to go no further. Callie met me halfway and throw her arms around me. She was crying, "I'm scared, Arizona."I held her in the door for I don't remember how long trying to comfort her. "Its o.k. We are going to do this together. It's going to be ok. I promise."

She softly said. "Please, don't leave me."

This time that was a request I damn sure was going to grant.