I own none of the characters of Grey's. All belong to Shondaland.

Callie's POV

I am free.

I can't believe it. I have made friends over this years, just a few. I didn't want to bother anyone or be bothered,so I was one of the quiet ones. So the first thing that I did was say goodbye and collect my things. I was kind of a mystery in prison because just a few knew the real story like the guardians that were working here since I was found guilty and my two only friend here: Sara and Rosa.

Sara was found guilty with a penalty of 30 years like me because she killed her husband for abusing her and her children. Her three girls are with her mom in another city. And Rosa is in prison because of drugs for 12 years.

"I'm so happy for you, Callie. I hope you get to see your son." Rosa said hugging Callie. All three of them with tears in their eyes.

"I hope so too. And I won't say that I'll miss this place, but I'll miss you two. Thank you for all the support and for keeping me with faith and hope." Callie said.

"it was not more than you did for us too, chica." Sara said with a little smile. "Have you though about seeing your wife? I mean, how are you going to react after all this years?"

"through the years I thought that I knew what I was going to say to her, but now that I'm gonna really face her, I don't know. I just want to see my son, hug him, hear him call me mami." Callie said looking at a photo of Max that she keeps.

"So, you don't have feelings for her anymore? You don't love her?" Rosa Asked.

"The only thing that I feel for Arizona Robbins is anger and hate. She killed the women inside of me, the woman can not love anymore." In that moment her eyes were full of anger and sadness at the same time.

"I saw the picture you had of her before you burnt it a few years ago, she was really beautiful, she seemed sweet and perky" Sara said.

Callie laugh at that. "Actually, she was perky, like too much. And yes, she was beautiful." She kept collecting her things. "Well, that's all, guess is time to say goodbye. But please, if you go to USA one day, contact me. I hope that they appeal for you girls. And again, thank you." Callie hugged again.

"Good luck, chica" Sara said.

"will do, see you" Rosa winked.

I made my way to the exit and the guard wished me luck. When I was outside I inhaled the fresh air and smile and I felt a tear dow my cheek. I decided to go to a hotel to spend the night but even with the decision of explore tomorrow I couldn't help but notice how everything changed. The technology, the cars, structure of the new buildings the people, the clothes. Wow. Is incredible how much things can change in eight years.

Now in the hotel, I decided to get the room where the story begins. You must be thinking that I'm crazy but I promised myself that if they set me free again I was going to do justice and clear my name. So here I am, in the room of the murder of Lauren Boswell.

Lauren Boswell was a friend. She was beautiful and I thought that she was a friend until my lawyer, Luciano, found her diary and gave it to me. Then I knew after eight years that she was not friends with anyone. She played with all of us. She played with Arizona and I making me think that Arizona wanted something more with her than a friendship and that Arizona in the trip offered her to have an affair. And that made us had serious fights because Lauren told me this and even when I didn't say it directly to Arizona I said to my wife that she was flirting. I never saw anything but I needed to confronted her to know if it was truth. And about how she played the others, that is a thing for later.

Now that I know the truth, I am sorry for doubt about Arizona's fidelity to me. Now I know that she never would have cheat on me. When the murder happened Arizona and I had six years together. One as girlfriends, one as fiances and four as wives. Then I got pregnant one year later so Maximo, our son had two years since I saw him the last time, meaning that right now he's ten years old.

I thought that I was going to had a moment of trauma in the moment when I entered the room. But I think that I am not afraid of much. I took a looong bath and then I examined the room and tried to recreate the scene. And I kind of did. When I entered the room after I had a fight with my wife because of my jealousy I came to this room to talk with Lauren because I didn't know what else to do and I had to talk about it and since I didn't want anyone else to know about the problem in my marriage. So I came and I knot the door a few times and when I noticed that the door was open I came in and started looking for Lauren I saw her.

I saw her in a pool of her own blood. And I had to be so stupid to took the gum and touch Lauren. And in that moment the handyman heard the shoot and saw me there in my knees. And well, then they sent me to court.

It's now that I realized that the murder was in the room when everything happened. In the closet and nobody knew. I decided to continue tomorrow and head to bed and when I realized what I found I began to cry and feel anger, sadness, hate for the person who has made me this harm, not only to me but also to my family. They separated me from them and I'm going to do justice.

When I wake up I head down to have breakfast and then I went out with the goal of exploring and to have a chance of look. My hair was long so I cut it just a little bit. I loved it. I went to make up and others stores to know what's in and out. I have to say that I love it, I bought new clothes, shoes, make up, technology and all things. What's this thing that is a giant cellphone? IPad? That's weird. Anyways, now I'm quite ready for face the new world.

When I head the hotel I bought the tickets on internet, that was a new experience. I had help of course but I beggang to understand it a little more.

The next morning I woke up with a hint of nerves. Today I'm going to have the long flight back home.

Hours later, I'm landing in Washington and I decided to go to an hotel to spend the night since is 2:00 am. So I head to the Archfield and got ready to sleep because tomorrow is going to be a emotional and hard day. But I have been ready a long time ago. I fall asleep with my son in my thoughts. Tomorrow.

AutorNote: so, what do you think so far? Let me know if you want me to continue. And I'm sorry for the mistakes, I am Latina. Also, this is my first story. And if you guys have suggestions please leave them in the reviews or in PV. REVIEW AND THANK YOU!