The Reason I am in you Life (2/5)
Derek Shepherd, Mark Sloan, and Owen Hunt stood on the second floor discussing their course of action towards their patient when they heard the shots. They quickly ducked down then quietly looked around for possible victims. Mark spun around and looked out the window, shocked at what he saw. From the far distance he saw Callie fall to the ground. Before Shepherd and Hunt could grasp at what Mark saw he was halfway down the stairs. The two men raced after him.
"Callie!" Mark yelled as he slid to her head.
He pulled off his scrub shirt and pressed it to Callie's abdomen wounds.
"Come on, let's get her to the O.R." Hunt said.
Mark nodded, picking her up, carrying her behind Hunt.
"Take her to the conference room until police get here. DO NOT leave her unattended." Derek Shepherd ordered.
He quickly got out his blackberry to text Arizona.
Arizona signed the last bit of paperwork for her most recent patient.
"Dr. Grey, order an MRI and a CT scan and page me when you're ready."
Lexie Grey nodded as they both heard Arizona's phone go off. Arizona picked it up half thinking that it was Callie sending her a dirty text that she could just laugh off. She was not expecting what she got.
'Robbins, need you ASAP on the main floor out front. Callie's been shot.'
All of the color drained from Arizona's face.
"Take these. I'll be back to finish them." Arizona said quickly and raced off.
She didn't want to wait for the elevator so she bolted down the stairs. She almost ran Shepherd down but he was able to hold her off.
"I have to see her."
"No Arizona, you can't. Not yet. She's been taken into surgery."
"How bad?" she asked him but when he didn't answer she grabbed his lab coat. "How bad?"
"I don't know. All I saw were the two shots to her abdomen. It happened too fast."
Arizona's legs suddenly felt numb, like they were about to come out from underneath her. She put a hand to her forehead. Tears began to run down her face.
"I can't lose her. I can't. I can't. I can't." she continued to repeat until Shepherd grabbed her shoulders.
"You're not going to. Come with me."
He walked her to the window of the conference room and pointed.
"Do you know this woman?" he asked.
"Is she the one who shot Callie?"
"Yes."
Arizona starred at the woman sitting silently in the room. It took a moment but then it suddenly hit her.
"Jenkins." she whispered.
"What?" Shepherd asked.
Before he got an answer she was already in the room.
"Why?"
"Frustrating is it? Waiting on news about whether someone you love is alive or not."
Arizona shook her head, confused.
"You killed my son… and now I hope that I'm able to give you that same pain. The pain of losing the person that means the most to you."
"You son of!" Arizona lunged at her but was held back by Shepherd.
"If she dies!"
"Robbins!" Shepherd yelled, pulling her from the room.
He got her to an empty corner but he let her go. Arizona paced back and forth, her blood boiling from the anger she felt. Her heart racing from the fear that Jenkins could possibly give her that pain of losing that one person that means the most to her.
"Arizona, who is that?" Shepherd asked.
She took a deep breath. "Tabatha Jenkins. I treated her son, Bobby Jenkins, six years ago. Eight year old with Neurofibromatosis type-1. We found some tumors and requested that we go in. The surgery got complicated and Bobby died on the table."
"Do you know what cause it to get complicated?"
Arizona thought for a moment but couldn't remember.
"Um, I-I don't know." she sighed.
"Ok." he had her sit down.
Barely five minutes went by before the police showed up. They read Jenkins her rights and she was handcuffed. As the police walked her pass the waiting area she yelled out to Arizona.
"I hope she dies! I hope you feel what I feel!"
Arizona launched out of her chair to run after her but Shepherd stopped her.
"Don't Arizona. You need to be here for Callie. Not in a jail cell of your own."
Callie's name being spoken stopped her. He was right. She needed her. Arizona sat back down to continue playing the waiting game. The next she knew her pager went off. Checking it she sighed.
"Who is it?" he asked.
"Little Grey. She's ready for me to perform an MRI and a CT scan on a recent patient."
"Ok, I'll go. Then get someone to fill in."
Arizona nodded as Shepherd left. She put her head in her hands. She wanted to cry. Suddenly she felt a hand rub her back. Looking up she saw her good friend, Teddy Altman.
"I'm sorry. I've been in surgery and I just found out." Teddy said, sitting down next to her.
"Have you found out anything?"
Arizona shook her head. She leaned back in the chair as Teddy continued to rub her upper back for support.
"I can't lose her, Teddy."
"You won't. Callie's strong. She'll pull through."
"I was going to take her to the park for lunch. We haven't had a nice quiet meal together in weeks."
Teddy smiled. "What do you two like to eat together?"
"Pizza." Arizona chuckled. "With the works."
The two women looked up to see Dr. Hunt walking towards them. Arizona jumped out of her chair.
"How is she?"
"She's in recovery. We removed the two bullets from her abdomen and repaired the damages. Her shoulder wound was a through and through. We patched it up as well. We are going to watch her closely. Those
bullets did some pretty bad damage."
Arizona nodded, wanting nothing more than to beat the living crap out of Jenkins for doing this to Callie.
"Can I see her?"
Hunt nodded, taking her to Callie's room. It was weird she thought. She had been in these rooms tons of times but never had she thought of being the loved one, sitting in a plastic chair and waiting. Waiting to see if her girlfriend will wake up. Arizona grabbed Callie's hand and squeezed lightly.
"Hey, sweetheart. It's me. I see you're getting the rest you need. Please don't take too long because I don't know how long I can go without seeing those gorgeous brown eyes of yours.