A/N: so the next chapter! yay! next one is the calzona reunion, well sort of :) i'll post the next chapter next week.

thank's to pounkcakereal20 for her help.

Chapter 4:

Teddy Altman, September 2nd 2015:

She finally managed to put herself together. She was still in the attending's locker room. She was alone, Callie had to leave her because of a trauma that came but promised to come back as soon she was free. Sitting in the couch with her back resting against the couch, arms resting at her side. She wasn't moving, her look void of anything. She had her eyes fixed on something but she wasn't there.
She couldn't wrap her mind around it, every time she tried to think about it her brain would just shut down.

She stopped sobbing but the tears were still freely falling.

Was he really gone? She probably heard wrong, her phone didn't have a good reception. But then why would the colonel had this tone in his voice, like his whole world just collapsed.

Just thinking about it made her head spin and her stomach puke. She felt the bile rising and reaching her throat before she jumped up and went to the bathroom. She barely reached the toilet before she emptied the whole contents of her stomach.

Sitting there on the bathroom floor, trying to catch her breath, Teddy realized that her whole world just collapsed. She was truly and utterly alone.

She couldn't believe that the only person she had ever loved with her whole being was dead but a part of her, in the back of her mind told her that it was really over. Why bother fighting it, it was unavoidable.

When she was able to form sentences, she told Callie everything the Colonel told her. How her boyfriend and his sister who were both in the US Marines and where on a patrol. They had been ambushed and it was the only thing they knew. Teddy didn't get any details about anything, just that he was dead and that she was in very bad shape and could loose her arm.

Oh my god! Just thinking about it mad her dry heave in the toilet. It must be a bad dream, a very very very bad dream and soon she'll wake up and everything will be fine.

However, hours passed and things didn't change. She stayed on the bathroom floor near the toilet for an hour before she decided to stand up. Her legs were hurting because of the position she was sitting in but she didn't care.

Arizona was a surgeon, she couldn't loose her arm. She already lost her brother, her best friend, if she lost her arm too, Teddy knew that they'll never get her back. She knew the army wouldn't bother to try to save her arm and would do the most efficient thing, which is cutting it off.

She needed to get herself up and try and do something for her friend. Talking to the Colonel wouldn't change anything, he was an army man and therefore he'll be thinking the same thing as them. Trying to talk to Barbara would be as useless as talking to the Colonel, she must be as devastated and broken as her. Scratch that she must be lowly dying... and she couldn't even imagine the amount of pain she was feeling for her children. Knowing how she always was against them joining the Marines, always fearing that something like that would happen and always blaming the Colonel for forcing them follow in his footsteps.

She needed to go talk to the Chief. Looking at herself she couldn't even believe what she looked like in her reflection. Her eyes were bloodshot and puffy. Her hair was wet around her face because of the sweat and was pressed against her forehead. She had an awful taste in her mouth because of the bile she spent the afternoon throwing up.

Quickly rinsing her mouth, fixing her hair and throwing some fresh water on her face. Once she was decent enough, she came out of the bathroom and walked to the locker room door.

She was now walking fast, not paying attention to where she was going. The only thing in her mind, helping Arizona keep her arm. She soon found herself in the air. She braced herself and closed her eyes, ready for the impact. However, it never came. She felt it before she saw it. The big arms holding her upright, stopping her from falling. Opening her eyes, she was met with non other than Mark Sloan, signature smirk in place.

She had heard a few things about the Plastic Surgeon in the short time she'd been here. Some things were good others not so much. But the thing that always come back wether the person liked him or not was how good looking he was.
Looking at him closely she remarked that people weren't laying, in fact what they said about his looks didn't do him justice.
Wait a sec… she shook her head from her thought, she couldn't think like that, she felt disgusting for forgetting for just a second that her whole world had just crashed around her before she could do anything to stop it.

She noticed that while she was looking at him blankly, Mark had been talking to her and now he was just looking at her with a confused look on his face.

"I'm sorry? What did you say?"

"Well, I was just introducing myself since we didn't have the pleasure to meet. Also Torres sent me. She told me to check on you, see if you needed anything. So do you need anything?" He asked her. He had an intense look on his face, like he was trying to read her, read her mind.

She also noticed how his eyes look void of anything, like he lost something, like something died inside him. She had a feeling she'll be very familiar with that feeling.

"Mark Sloan, right?" She asked and he nodded a small smile on his lips. "I'm ok thank you." That was lie, I'm not ok at all, I don't think I'll ever be ok. "I just need to talk to the Chief." She said and started walking away leaving Mark behind. She then remembered something and turned around so fast she felt dizzy.

She looked back at Mark, he had a questioning look on face, waiting for her to talk. "Plastic right?" He nodded again. "Good..." She said cryptically before she grabbed him by the arm dragging him with her.

They arrived in front of the Chief office. All the way to the office, Mark tried questioning her about why he was needed, if everything was alright and then he just plainly concluded that she was probably crazy still followed her. He didn't really have a choice since she had his arm in a death grip.

She took a deep breath composed herself and willed herself to not break down in front of the chief when she starts talking.

She knocked and heard the Chief yell 'Come in' from the other side of the door. Entering the Chief's office, she saw him sitting at his desk, a pile of papers in front of him.

"Be quick, I'm busy." He said not bothering to look at who came inside his office.

Teddy cleared her throat before taking a step forward. "I'm sorry to bother you Chief. I have something very important to ask you." Hearing the tone in her voice, Chief Webber finally lifted his head and looked at the two people standing in his office.

He motioned with his hand for them to take a seat, Mark looking as clueless as ever. "I'm listening,"
He then said bringing his hands together in his lap.

Teddy then proceed to tell for the second time today the phone call that changed her life for the worst. This time she had less trouble recounting everything than she had with Callie. Mark looked at her with a look that she wasn't able to decipher. Why did he seem so mysterious and broken?

"Dr. Altman and I'm very sorry for your loss but I can only give you a couple of weeks off. There's only so much I can do. You need to understand that you are the Chief of Cardiothoracic and I had really big trouble filling your post." Webber said thinking that Teddy wanted some time off to grieve in the privacy of her home. He then noticed that Mark's presence wasn't necessary. He was about to question it when Teddy started talking.

"Chief I came to see you for a whole different reason." She stopped taking a deep breath before talking again. "I know that your hospital is the top one Trauma Center and that you have the best Orthopedic and Plastic sSurgeon of the whole coast. What I want to ask you is the permission to transport Dr. Robbins who could loose her arm here to get her treated by Dr. Torres and Sloan. I know that without their help Dr. Robbins's chances to keep her arm are close to none." She finished and looked at Mark with an apologetic look for putting him on the spot.

"Well, I don't know how would it be possible on such a short notice Dr. Altman, Dr. Robbins is probably already being treated in a hospital in Germany."

"Sir I need you to understand that Dr. Robbins is the Pediatric Surgeon who was supposed to come at the end of the week to fill the post of Chief of Pediatric's in your hospital. I also heard that you have some trouble filling the post and if she loses her arm she wont be able to operate anymore. Besides I just need your permission to transfer her here. I will deal with everything else."

"Well I see no reason to say no, you just need to make sure that Dr. Sloan and Torres are ok with it. " Webber said looking at Mark.

"Speaking for Dr. Torres and myself, I can say that it would be an honor to help Dr. Robbins keep her arm." Mark said looking at Teddy with a kind smile. Teddy looked at him grateful.

"Was that all you needed Dr. Altman?" The Chief questioned eager for then go so he could go back to his work.

"Yes sir. Thank you sir." Teddy said standing up feeling a little bit better now.

Once they were out of the Chief's office, Teddy turned to Mark. "Thank you so much Dr. Sloan and sorry for not asking you before."

"That's no problem at all and you can call me Mark." He said this time with a big smile on his face. "Well I leave you go back to your things while I'll go update Callie on the situation."

"You can call me Teddy." She said just before he left. He nodded showing her that he heard her before he turned around and left.

She shook her head at her own stupidity before she retrieved in the phone in her pocket and made a very much needed phone call.

September 3rd 2015:

They were all standing on the helipad.

Waiting.

Teddy, Callie, Mark and the Chief. All impatiently waiting for the very critical patient.

As soon as Teddy left the Chief's office the day before she called Barbara. Teddy knew that she'll be the only one listening to her and the only one able to convince the Colonel to be on board.

As predicted when the woman answered, Teddy heard how her voice was void of anything, how she was a shell of herself. However, soon her voice filled with hope when Teddy told her that she could help Arizona keep her arm if she came to Seattle as soon as possible.

Barbara told her that she will talk to the Colonel and that she'll call her as soon as the arrangements for Arizona's transfer were ready. It didn't longer that two hours for Barbara to call Teddy, to tell her that Arizona was ready for transfer and that she'll get flown tonight and should arrive the day after.

Soon they heard the sound of the chopper getting closer and were hit by the wind. The chopper landed softly on its spot before the machines were turned off and the door opened letting none other than the Colonel get out of the chopper. As stoic as ever, as straight as ever. Soon followed two medics and then the stretcher with Arizona —even though we couldn't see her— laying in it and two other medics. They all ran to it as soon it touched the ground. All except one.

Turning around Teddy saw Callie frozen on the spot, all blood drained from her face and a hand holding on to her abdomen.

Six years ago:

'Stupid, stupid, stupid.' That was the thought running in Teddy's mind while she was being directed to her squad. Her squad. She'll be staying with four other people while they'll all be doing there basic training. Four people with whom she be living with, eating, training, showering, sleeping. 'stupid, stupid, stupid.'

What was she thinking? Joining the Marine's fresh out of Med School. Didn't even do her residency. Oh yes she remembered she wanted to follow her stupid crush! Oh my god, she was really that stupid! She was that girl! The girl stupid enough to follow someone till the end of the world just because she had a crush on said someone that didn't even go both ways.

She was even more disgusted with herself now.

She arrived in what was her cubicle. In front of her they were to bunks bed on each side, one in front of the other. And in front of her was a simple bed against the wall. The man who brought her to her cubicle told her that she was the second to arrive, wished her good luck and then left. She walked inside the cubicle, backpack thrown over her shoulder and hand full of her training gear.

Walking inside she saw someone on one of the bucks' bellow. It seemed like she was crying. Well that was awkward. She didn't know what she was supposed to do.

"Hey..." she said softly but the girl still jumped. She hastily wiped her eyes and looked up at Teddy. "I'm Teddy Altman." She introduced herself. The girl stood up and walked to Teddy before extending her hand.

"Arizona Robbins, nice to meet you." She said shaking Teddy's hand. She was acting like she didn't see her cry, like nothing happened and everything was normal. She was blonde with wide blue eyes which were even more blue now since she had cried.

Soon after the others came and Arizona was suddenly perky and talkative. She was getting along while Teddy sat there looking at the girl interact with everyone. Long gone was the sad girl crying in her bunk.

She woke up late at night. She had some trouble getting her bearings being in a different place. Then she heard it, the noises that woke her up. It sounded like whimpers or like someone was trying to choke back sobs. She was sleeping on the other bunk's bellow with Arizona on her right.

Turning toward the sound she realized that it was coming from Arizona's bunk. She didn't well in the dark but she could see the small figure of the blonde shaking under the covers. It was a miracle the others were still sound asleep. Or maybe they were also awake but didn't do anything.

"Arizona are you ok?" She asked and immediately the whimpers stopped but she didn't get any answers.

After a while the whimpers started again. This time she didn't ask the blonde if she was okay. She didn't know what came over but soon she found herself getting out of her bed and walking to Arizona's bed. She hesitated just a second before thinking 'What the hell?' and laid next Arizona and wrapping her arms around her.

At first the blonde what startled by the sudden contact and then turned around before clutching to Teddy's shirt—a complete stranger—and cried herself to sleep.

That night was the first night of many where Teddy had to console the blonde. She never asked her why or what was going. She just held her until she fell asleep. Then one day she stopped crying but still Teddy never asked. But one day Arizona told her why she was crying every night.

That night Teddy knew that Arizona wasn't the perky, throwing rainbow type of person she seemed to foul everyone with. She was so much more complicated than that.

A/N: so what do you think? are you still liking this story?