Chapter 4.

Calliope,

I am so terrified, so scared out of my mind. I find myself sitting beside the radio in the cllinic like a war torn wife, awaiting, hoping and praying that it is not your name. That you are not one of those stupid impulsive adventure hungry doctors that joins Doctors without boundries. Because you may think its badass but its not, its stupid, its

I drew a big line through the letter.

Calliope,

I haven't slept in two weeks, my dreams are constantly full of different scenarios that you hopefully will never find yourself in and now, they plaque me even while I'm awake. Every waking minute I spend, I am terrified. I hope that while I'm writing this that you are well, that you are in a lab somewhere, creating cartilage from…doughnuts or something else more medically relevant. As I write this I know that this idea, this hope is all but an aspiration. You are to crazy, too much of an badass to be stuck in a lab, you are simply amazing. Even though I am angry, so angry that I just want to hit something, someone. I still cant help but think how truly amazing you are. Please be safe, please my Calliope don't do anything rash.

P.S. ignore the message above my message.

P.P.S. A nurse asked me out today. Her eyes were green, I like brown.

Sending love in Africa, I hope you can come see it with me one day.

Ari

As I tucked the letter neatly into its pile, wrapping the elastic band around the envelopes, my phone rang.

" Hello?"

" Dr. Arizona Robbins"

" Yes, Speaking"

" This is Colonel James Montgomery. We have a situation."

I had ten minutes left before the colonel was to arrive. I had my trauma team arranged and briefed. We managed to clear five rooms for the oncoming casualties. The medical clinic in Mali had been attacked, 12 patients were set to arrive, two of them doctors. We were the only state that does not show any threat of violence so we were in the colonels words their only choice.

I closed my eyes for a brief moment. It was going to be a long day.

As I opened my eyes a small icon popped up on the computer screen.

You have one new message.

I clicked on the message and the five minutes it took to load seemed to never end.

Hey,

I just got off the phone with Sloan and he said that he hadn't heard off her in a week but that she was stationed in a clinic in wait for it….Mali. She's in Africa Ari. She's gone to Africa. I mean of the places, she's in Africa. You should go see her, you really should go see her, Okay. And when you see her will you tell her to give Mark a ring, he is a bit on edge about her being in the middle of a war torn country and all. Hope you are keeping well. Talk to you soon.

Ted.

My eyes snapped wide. She was in Africa, she was- Mali.

" No" My heart missed a beat. " . No" The breath had suddenly escaped my body. I was oblivious to everything, to the nurses calling me to the landing bay. Jean calling for her mommy and to the sound of an overhead chopper.

Then reality snapped back, bursting the cold, black bubble that had surrounded me. I ran down the hall, my heart racing and my breathing was erratic.

" Please" I whispered. As I pushed through double doors, the sun blinding me as I stepped outside. I put a hand over my eyes blocking the golden rays. Two men were talking to DR. Kotin, the trauma surgeon. The doors of the helicopter slid open, There a few feet from me, not 25000 miles away. Stood the women who had destroyed my every sane thought, the women I thought would never see this clinic and she was amazing. Truly amazing.

Her long raven hair was shorter, it fell in curls below her chin. Her tanned skin was blotchy from what seemed to be dried blood and dirt. She jumped to the ground, the women in her arms let out a whimper as Callie fell to her knees. Her eyes rolled up to look at me. A team of nurses rushed to the woman in her arms.

I took a small step towards her, wanting to run to her side. I wanted to kiss away the cuts that I could now see scattered across her body. Her trousers were torn, revealing her long, tanned legs. Her shirt hung loosely from her body in rags. This woman, had been through only God knows what and yet she was simply amazing, breathtakingly stunning.

She looked at me as a nurse tried to get her to stand. Bodies hit my back, as stretchers were rolled out. I ran to her. My body fell beside hers. A tear rolled down her cheek, her perfect beautiful brown, not green, but brown beautiful eyes.

She looked at me, a small smile on her lips.

" I found you"

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