A/N Thank you to everyone that is reading, reviewing, sending private messages (I do like to gab) adding alerts I've been blown away by how well this story is being received. I can only hope that I can keep it up. I'm completely giving myself away as Firefly geek as I may have recycled a few ideas, as a couple of people have pointed out, but it was awesome and ok I'm not getting started that it was cancelled…stupid bloody twits. I don't own any of the characters, programmes blah,blah blah…you know the drill.

Thanks as always to JCap who continues to listen to my rambles and reads through this making sure it's sensible enough. I'm starting to sound like a broken record, might shake things up next time and just start shouting abuse at her…yeah maybe not, she'd easily kick my ass.

All mistakes are mine please don't shout it's 4 am I wasn't going to post but hey! I've read over it so many time that sometimes the little suckers escape. This is a long chapter, I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 3 Welcome to the Deadlands, population…?

Callie opened her eyes and stared into the three pairs of eyes that had greeted her every morning. The image sat directly above her head. A torn and faded Polaroid picture she had stuck to the underside of the top bunk. She looked at her happy family picture and smiled sadly at the grinning faces that stared back at her. She closed her eyes again and rubbed the sleep from them, wishing the sadness would leave that easily too.

She was extremely tired and frustrated. That's what the little sleep she had managed to get had done…and it was all her own doing. As much fun as she'd had messing with Sloan the night before, in this moment she had completely regretted the decision. It had done nothing but completely frustrate the brunette and not even her solo action and thoughts of the petite blonde had helped quell the desire that raged on from the intense throbbing, which currently attended a party between her legs.

As she shook thoughts of how she had wished it was the softer, prettier…female blonde she'd been grinding herself on, she flung the thin sheet from her body and slung her long legs over the side of the bunk. Hitting the cold ground with a thud, she slowly pulled herself to a seated position, and kept in mind for once to duck her head. The amount of near blackouts caused by her hastiness had become a running joke with Bailey. The small drill sergeant took great pride in making fun of Callie's need to do everything at a hundred miles a minute. Act first, think later…it had always been a flaw with the tall brunette and had got her in many a trouble, heart and body. Though she had to admit it had got her out of a few scraps too.

As she looked to the clock at the side of her bed she sighed when she read 5.59 am. Thirty minutes of exercise, then a quick wash and breakfast. The thought of a shower was now high on her list of priorities. When they finally made it back to Father Webber's, a mental note was taken to make sure she was first in line. There was only so clean you could get with a small sink and a wash cloth, so the thought of a shower was definitely top of her most wanted…she could almost feel the water hit her back, as it washed away weeks of stress. Oh yea, she couldn't wait.

With not so graceful footsteps, she pounded over to the small cupboard area and grabbed the padded exercise mat and threw it to the only space on the floor. These rooms were tiny; they consisted of the bunk, a small table, a chair and a very shallow cupboard. In the corner there was a small wash hand basin with a mirror above. This was all on a vertical track on the wall and when you needed to use the toilet you pushed the sink up, moving the track to reveal the toilet. This came from the floor when needed and could be put away when not. The rooms reminded her of a prison cell; they had all the personal touches they could, but a prison cell none the less. Callie's tall frame allowed 4 large steps in length and a step and a half across, not a lot of space but they made do.

Bambi was a marvel of a machine, and though she'd bitch about the lack of space, Callie was amazed that this thing could even move as fast as it did given its intimidating size. A mobile home for her and her family, it had allowed them to keep on the move, protect and provide. Christina had always attempted to tell her all the inner workings of it. She really did love her job and would get excited when anyone mentioned anything about her baby. All Callie really cared about, was that it did what they needed it too, and kept running…it didn't mean she respected it any the less.

Adjusting her black vest top and very uncomfortable small shorts that morning, she lowered herself to the floor and began her morning exercise. Hopefully she would work out some of that built up tension. Today was going to be long and she knew she'd have to be at the top of her game. She needed to take this time to relax and sort her head. After breakfast she and Christina would go and see about some parts that the strong headed mechanic needed before they attempted to make their way across the Deadlands. If she didn't clear her head, the hour with Christina would be hell on earth. She actually felt she'd fair better against a Death Walker.

As she started her sit ups, she couldn't shake the thoughts about Arizona. How her eyes twinkled when she'd made eye contact. How those blue eyes burrowed deep into Callie's soul and grabbed her heart strings, which had pulled her toward that dimpled angel. She groaned to herself realising that keeping thoughts of Arizona Robbins from her head was not going to happen. She stopped, and sat on the mat as she decided that the exercise was a non-starter. It had just worked her up more with the movement and the…oh so many thoughts that swirled around her head of that perfect and mysterious creature.

When Arizona had her pinned to the wall the day before, she was at first shocked but quickly became really turned on. Then the need to help the blonde had taken over. She was going to have to speak with Tim about what had happened. The thought that Arizona was dangerous would have been completely laughable before Callie had witnessed the strength first hand. Callie knew she had to protect her family…so Tim needed to be upfront with her.

Walking over to the basin, she tore her vest and shorts from her body, tied her hair up into a messy bun then grabbed the wash cloth and soap. Quickly, she washed herself and brushed her teeth. As she dried herself off, she walked to the cupboard and grabbed some underwear, a clean black vest and matching combat trousers.

After she was dressed she made her way back over to the chair in the corner. Taking a seat, she noted the time at 6.30am. Due to the lack of exercise, she had a bit of extra time before breakfast at seven. It was Hunt's turn to make breakfast; she had always enjoyed his food. Karev's on the other hand, those were the day's she would dread…burnt toast and plastic tasting eggs. She had never thought it possible to burn coffee and yet he had managed it.

Picking up the chain that held her parent's wedding bands, she reattached it to its rightful place around her neck. Her mother had always taken her ring off at night and after she had been taken, Callie's father managed to sneak back to the house. He had grabbed a few things...some photos, her mother's ring and the cuddly tiger that Callie couldn't sleep without. He had given her his ring because he believed that the rings should always be together. It was a symbol of what her parents had and he would always carry their love in his heart. Tying up her boots, she smiled as she looked over at the shelf which housed a torn and dirty cuddly tiger. Chuckling to herself at the thought of her father, she stood and reached for her gun holsters.

Callie carried three weapons on her at all times during the day. Her main weapon was attached to a holster around her waist on the right side, though at night the gun lived underneath her pillow. It was a non-lethal weapon as it shot an electric pulse which effectively could render the largest of men unconscious within seconds. It could last a good 10 minutes before the offender could regain any functions. Callie made all her crew carry one; it was better safe than sorry. Her second gun was just your standard bullet wielding glock which Callie kept in a shoulder holster on her left. This was her back up weapon. She would defend herself, and had used it in the past but had never killed anyone. The last weapon was the knife that Callie kept in her boot. Mark had found that one out the hard way. She had this for close and personnel attacks. One of the downsides of being an attractive female in this day and age, people didn't understand the meaning of no. She was no slouch either when she had to defend herself without any weapons. Her fists and legs had gotten her out of many a bar brawl…she could hold her own with the best of them. Sometimes her and Karev would hit the bars just looking for a fight, it was one of their favourite past times and actually how they had met.

Happy that she was ready to take on the new day, she stood and stretched out her tired muscles and grabbed her long brown leather jacket. As she mentally prepared herself she slung it over her shoulder and hit the open button on the wall. As the door slid open she paused slightly. Taking a deep breath she took hold of her parents' rings in her hand and quietly spoke a prayer to them…for when she walked out of that door, she would leave all emotions in her room. She took the step out into the corridor and changed to the Badass Callie Torres that she needed to be.

"Hello my lovely's. Wow! I can see that everyone enjoyed their sleep?" Callie sniggered when she got a round of grunts from her half-awake crew. She had however been surprised when she saw the three new comers sitting in the corner, three large and oh so bright smiles adoring their faces. It should be against the law to be that cheerful, actually scratch that. With Burke in charge, anything was possible Callie thought.

"Sloan! Did you enjoy your sleep? You looked a bit troubled when I left you last night?" Callie couldn't help herself, she watched as he shifted in his seat slightly, trying to come up with a reply. Tim smirked, but it was Arizona's reaction that made Callie feel bad. The Blonde had looked between the three, gauging their reactions and quickly drew her own conclusions to what had went on between the two, which had promptly removed the smile from her delicate face.

"What…you mean leaving me high and oh sooo dry? Oh don't worry your pretty little head about that. You more than helped out with that! I still have my thoughts Torres!" Mark grinned, he had seen the look from Arizona and even though he would have his fun, he wanted to make it clear to the blonde that nothing had happened between him and Callie. Mark was always happy to play the idiot roll, but he wasn't as daft as he let on. He had been accepted into the Robbins family and would always look out for Tim and Arizona as though he was an older brother, and watching Arizona he knew that she had feelings for the brunette.

Callie laughed...she was quickly starting to like the man. In some twisted way they definitely appeared to have the same sense of humour and Callie could see them being friends if he chose to stick around.

Arizona had relaxed again at the knowledge nothing had happened. She couldn't understand why it had bothered her so much…she didn't know the woman, but that hadn't stopped her thinking of the brunette all night. For the first night in twelve years, Arizona had gone to sleep with something else on her mind and it had kept her worst nightmares away. She had been trapped and imprisoned for so long and she had been surprised when Callie had enveloped her in the bone crushing hug that she had been so accepting of it. She didn't like to be touched, she had let Tim hold her but she couldn't open up to him. He had tried to get her to talk about what she had been through, but she couldn't bring herself to talk to him. However when Callie had held her she just wanted to let everything go and confide in the woman. She just had this aura about her and Arizona felt safe. Suddenly, she was taken from her thoughts as a loud alarm rang through the room. Hunt currently stopped attending to the pan in front of him and answered the monitor to his side.

"Hey Cal, I have a very pretty lady on the line for you!" Callie knew that there was only one female that would be calling her and that Hunt would call that.

"Oooow, Addie! Put her on screen." Callie seemed to turn into a teenager and bounced on her feet in excitement.

Arizona couldn't help but think that Callie was adorable. Here was this tough looking woman that wore guns and leather, bouncing on her heels with a look of excitement all over her beautiful dark features. She watched and her eyes grew wide as the woman on the large screen appeared in front of them all.

"Cal! Sweetie you're looking fabulous as usual my dear. Hey guys, how have you been?" Addison Montgomery gave her audience a sly sideward grin. Arizona watched as everyone in the room just seemed to melt over the woman, Mark and Tim included.

"Addie…Legs is that you? What…wait Torres, you know Addison?" Mark spoke up after he had managed to pick his mouth off the floor.

"Mark Sloan, What on earth are you doing on my favourite girls transport? Oh and don't you look scrumptious as usual." Addison gave Mark a wide smile and let out a giggle as she continued. "Oh me and Cal, we go way back!" Addison winked toward Callie, who could do nothing but blush.

"Huh, yeah way back…is that what you call screwing each other in various inappropriate places!" Bailey scoffed under her breath. She rolled her eyes as Christina giggled at the look Callie had given Bailey. Callie was not so lucky, Bailey had not been quiet enough and Mark caught Bailey's jab at toward the brunette.

"What…Oh! Oh…nice, so that's what you meant about me not being able to scratch your itch! I thought I'd lost my charm. It looks as though we have the same taste in women, Torres. I knew I liked you! Actually wait, Addie...when did you start doing women…I know in your line of work and all…" Mark's rambling was cut off by a rather amused Addison.

"Sweetie, I didn't start doing women…I did a woman and there was no business in sight, all pleasure darling!" Callie didn't normally get embarrassed this easily but under the stare from Arizona, she couldn't help but wish the earth would open up and swallow her there and then.

"See, now I'm hurt Legs! I thought I was your only pleasure case. I think you've just broken my heart!" Mark couldn't help himself he could see Callie's discomfort and pay back for the previous night was playing on his mind. "Brilliant, does this mean my dreams of that threesome can come true? I can fuck you while you fuck…" It had worked and Mark had managed to break Callie's composure.

"Right that's enough. You…you dick!" Callie couldn't stop herself laughing at the stupid grins that were now on everyone's faces. Callie Torres had finally been at a loss for words and her crew enjoyed seeing her squirm for once. She had even breathed a bit easier when she realised that Arizona had joined in with the laughter.

"Right, now that you have let the silliness out your head Sloan, on to business. Cal, I have a job for you if you're interested…and now I know you have certain company I might be tempted to join you. If you have room that is!" Addison raised her eyebrow and smiled a devilish smile, which made Mark moan just ever so slightly.

"Addie we would love to have you, you know that. Your room is still here for you untouched, but we have something to take care of first and then we should be closer to your place. It will take us a week before we are near enough though and man candy here might be gone by then!" Callie finished with a nod toward her friend and watched Mark laugh at Addison's pout.

"Super, that fits in with my time scales…just a little delivery of some erm…merchandise into the Central Belt!" Addie finished with a wink. She knew that Callie never wanted to know what she was to transport. As long as the money was paid up front she was happy. "Ok well, contact me when you're near and I can make my final arrangements with my client, Thank you as always Cal and I'm looking forward to seeing you all again, cheery bye." Blowing a kiss at the screen, Addison signed off.

"Ok people, let's eat up we have a lot to get through before we set off. Tim after breakfast would you mind talking with me." Callie smiled softly as Tim nodded not being able to answer due to the large amount of toast he'd inhaled. "Excellent, Christina have you got the list of what we need? We'll head out straight after I've finished talking with Tim. Hunt, Bailey can you show Tim and Mark the ropes? We're going to need all hands on deck." Callie grabbed a piece of toast from Marks plate. As he made a motion to slap her hand away; Callie jumped back and stuck her tongue out. "Tim I'll be down in the hold, can you come when you're finished?" Callie waited for Tim's acknowledgement and took a bottle of water from the fridge before she left.

Arizona watched Callie as she handed out orders, she couldn't help giggle at how childish she looked when she messed about with Mark. It was weird how at ease the woman had made everyone feel. She was alluring, mesmerising, captivating and Arizona just couldn't keep her eyes from her. It was ridiculous, that after a day Mark and Callie where acting as though they'd been friends for years and all Arizona had wanted to do was spend some more time alone with her. She had been completely jealous as she heard the banter between Mark and her and then when Addison had been on the video link, the green eyed monster had definitely stirred within the pit of her stomach. She watched quietly as Callie left and was brought back from her thoughts by her brother as he spoke.

"Hey Mark do you mind staying with Arizona while I go speak with Callie? Shouldn't be too long as she'll be heading out soon?"

"You going to finish that?" not waiting, Mark snatched the left over pancake on Tim's plate. "Yeah, me and spark plug will be fine." Mark sniggered at the glare he received from Arizona. She had always hated it when he called her it as a kid. Tim got up, kissed Arizona on the forehead and pushed away from the table. "Sweetheart, where's mine?" Tim looked back to see Mark purse his lips together. Tim flipped Mark the middle finger as he laughed and went to find Callie.

"Just sooo much fun!" Mark shook his head and looked at Arizona. "Are you all right there Zona? I can hear your brain cogs grinding, what's up? You know you can talk to me!" Mark became serious. He always wanted to help the blonde, so when Major Robbins had asked him to go with Tim, he didn't have to even think about it.

"How do you know Addison?" Arizona voice was quiet. She was scared that the others would hear her ask. They were all too busy eating around her to even notice that the blonde had spoken. Mark smirked as he could guess where the line of questioning would end up.

"Addison, is what you would call a Duenna. Under what had originally been set up as a form of chaperone service. Just one of the great ideas, Burke had on how to shape the youth of tomorrow!" Mark took a drink from his water before continuing. "The Duenna would be hired to accompany or supervise one or more young, unmarried men or women during social occasions. It was usually with the specific intent of preventing inappropriate social, sexual interaction or illegal behaviour. But as with everything in life, it gets twisted and perverted. Things tend to become the very things they were born to stop!"

"So what you're saying is she's, what…a call girl!" Arizona looked back at the smirking man.

"Well yes in essence she is, but don't ever say that in front of her. That woman has claws!" Mark scrunched his face up and visibly shuddered at the thought of what that woman could do. "A Duenna is a well-respected job in these times. Addison is head of her chapter and is very sought after…she only entertains the important I want to be discreet people."

"So how on earth did you get within a hundred yards of her?" Arizona laughed as she watched Mark with his mock my heart is broken routine.

"As you heard, she wasn't on the job when we met. She's the one that I want and the one I can't have. Well, I can have her but she would never leave her job for me. So I settle for whatever I can get!" Mark sighed and watched as a little bit of tension left the blonde. "But Addison and Callie...you'll need to ask Callie!" Mark smiled as he watched Arizona blow out some air in what sounded like a childish huff.

"Hey! Callie. What was it you needed to talk to me about?" Tim walked towards the Latina and held out a flask of coffee, "Hunt asked me to give you it!" Smiling, Callie accepted the flask and encouraged Tim to take a seat on the step next to her.

"I generally don't ask questions. I don't care what we're transporting most of the time…but I need you to be honest with me. People I love are involved and I don't like surprises." Callie gave Tim a cold stare telling him that she meant business. "What was going on in that camp and what happened to your sister?"

"Why would you think there's anything wrong with Arizona?" Tim asked genuinely. He wasn't trying to hide anything; he just hadn't witnessed anything apart from his drugged sister. He'd been so happy this morning when she woke and had been free of the drugs that had a hold of her.

"She attacked me...when I took the food to her the other night. She's really strong Tim, but the look in her eyes. She wasn't there and then she snapped out of it. You came in the room before I asked her myself!" Callie watched Tim's features closely and was happy when she saw no signs of deception in his features.

"Ok, I'll start at the beginning but I can only tell you what I know...and rumours. Arizona was shipped off to what we thought was school at the age of twelve. I was sixteen and about to recruit so I left home as well. When I would come home on leave, I found out that our mother had been told that Arizona was too busy with school work to come home and visit. She would send letters home, but they always seemed so staged. I never believed that it was Arizona that wrote them. After a lot of fighting with my father, he got someone to look into some stuff for him. That's when we found out the truth that she was not in school but one of the camps." Tim took a moment to compose himself.

"Our source told us that she had been used in top secret tests. We don't know what they have done to her…but they've had her for twelve years Callie and we've only just got to her. I feel like a failure. I always believed something wasn't right and I just wished I had the courage to question my father sooner. I've tried talking with her but she hasn't let on about anything that went on in there. All I know is that they've kept her drugged up. That's why she's really different today as they've wore off. I've waited a long time to see that smile again." Tim finished talking but kept his head focused on his hands in his lap.

"Thank you for being honest with me Tim. We just need to look out for her then." Callie smiled and patted the man's shoulders.

"Callie, would you take Arizona out with you. I think it would do her good. She's been locked up for a while." Tim looked at Callie with pleading eyes. "I know we just met, but I'm a good judge of character…all be it, Sloan aside! I see the way you look at her and I know you'll watch out for her. Plus I need to stay here and swat up on crew procedure. I really am super grateful to you for your help so far."

"Yeah ok, I could do that!" Callie tried to reign in the giddiness that tried to escape. She would be alone with Arizona. Yeah, Christina would be there but the brunette knew that when Christina was on a mission for her baby, she pretty much had a one track mind and didn't take in her surroundings. That's pretty much why Callie had to go with her. Christina had a way with pissing of the locals and Callie was just there to keep the peace, so having Arizona tag along was very welcome.

As they stood in the hold waiting for Christina, Callie could sense how excited and nervous Arizona was. She walked over to the blonde and fixed a very small oxygen tank to the inside of Arizona's leather jacket. Callie smiled seductively when she heard the blonde's breath hitch under her touch. She moved closer as she checked that the small tube was connected properly and brought herself closer to the very nervous woman. She looped her arms around the back of Arizona's jacket bringing the tube up her back to bring it out at the front. As she gently brushed her hand up the blondes back, she smiled as she heard the small groan that left Arizona's lips.

Arizona closed her eyes tightly and lost herself in the touch of the other woman. There was nothing to it, yet the feeling that Callie had invoked in her was unnerving. As Callie leant into her, adjusting the tube, Arizona had a clear view of that perfectly smooth neck. Her dark flowing hair moved as she did and Arizona found herself breathing deep the aroma of Callie Torres. Callie's mouth was now parallel with her ear and she couldn't help herself shiver as Callie whispered to her.

"Here, this will help. You'll probably need to take some of this while were out." Callie straightened herself out and smiled as she fixed the top of the tube to the underside of Arizona's collar. "Bite on this part and suck when needed." Callie couldn't help herself smile when Arizona raised her eyebrow in an amused manor. Callie knew that if Arizona had been behind closed doors all these years, she was going to be in for a shock breathing filtered air. "Look theirs a good chance that you'll be fine but I just need you to be aware that if you start to feel light headed, you really need to take some of this ok? Promise me." Callie looked straight into the blue eyes and acknowledged the hesitant nod. "I have a spare as well as mine so, just let me know how you're doing?"

Arizona was really nervous now. She wasn't sure what to expect, but she was startled when Christina came up behind her "Nice jacket, I've got one…wait that's mine, Callie why are you shipping my stuff off to strays" Christina was not amused.

"Cause my stuff's too big and Bailey is the size of a smurf. So yours my little grease monkey, in the words of Goldilocks is just right!" Callie actually made Christina growl when she squeezed her cheek as you would a child.

"Fuck off. Get your hands off me. Knowing you I don't know who they've been in!" Shaking her head at the stoic woman, Callie turned to Arizona.

"Don't mind Yang! She has no filter and can't keep her mouth shut, hence why the need for a babysitter. So I shall squeeze your cheeks all I want, my little munchkin!" Callie was enjoying riling the woman up. She knew if she could piss her off enough she'd be quite happy to leave Callie at arm's length and that gave her more alone time with a certain cute blonde.

"Well, have you at least got the road runner ready or have you just been throwing Blondie goo-goo eyes the entire time?" Christina asked and noticing Callie's eyes widen, rolled hers "Oh I'll get it! Please you just continue to fraternise with the merchandise!" Christina threw her bag at Callie and then made her way to the back of the hold.

Arizona gave Callie a confused look, "Its fine. That was pretty tame…we fight like annoying sisters, but she gets me and ditto!" Callie shrugged as Arizona just looked over at the pissed retreating figure of Christina.

"Right, she'll bring it round in a minute. Do you want to try this while it's just me here?" Callie asked when she saw panic flash in Arizona's eyes. With a nod in agreement Arizona moved closer to Callie as she went to open the hatch.

As the door slowly slid open, the light and dust that came through the opening caught the blonde by surprise. Callie moved first, Arizona watched as she was bathed in light and as she turned back to face her, Arizona couldn't believe just how beautiful the woman in front of her was. She smiled when Callie reached out her hand and took hers, leading her down the steps into the open. Arizona hadn't realised that she had held her breath. She looked around quickly trying to take every bit of the surrounding area. There wasn't much but dust and sand, yet she found it glorious all the same. As the need for breath hit her, she took a deep inhale, immediately regretting it. Callie watched as Arizona's eyes grew wide with complete panic, trying to take in air...but it burned her lungs.

"Arizona, you need to take deep breaths of the oxygen…please calm down, take the oxygen." Callie, not getting through to the blonde grabbed her by the shoulders making her look at her. "Sweetie, look into my eyes, come on breath with me…slow deep breaths of the oxygen, that's it!" Callie started to relax as Arizona found a rhythm to her breathing. "You probably just took too much in to begin with, and that's why it's burning. I want you to keep that steady rhythm and take away the tube when you're ready, if you feel yourself getting dizzy, top up with the oxygen." Calming down as she looked straight into Callie's eyes, she followed exactly what the brunette had instructed.

"Someone got a bit excited there didn't they?" Callie smirked when she saw Arizona relax and smile back at the brunette "Yeah sorry, I'm super though. It just reminds me that all this is real and that I'm alive!" Arizona coughed through her speech.

Callie couldn't take her eyes from the woman in front of her. The glow from the sun through the smog was enough to highlight her blonde hair. All Callie could think about was how hard she was falling for this angel that she had no idea about.

"Romeo and Juliet, get in the freakin runner...we haven't got all day!" Callie was brought from her stare as she felt something hit her back.

"Seriously Christina, did you just throw a bolt at me?"

"It was the only thing I had on me, other than a spanner, if you'd rather that…"

"Ok, we're coming."

The drive to the scrap yards was quiet. Callie just spent the entire journey watching Arizona take everything in with amazement. She was like a child, wide eyed and excited...pointing at random things and getting Callie to explain everything. Anyone else and Callie would have tied up and gagged, but her giddiness was infectious. As they pulled up and parked, the place was empty for all but the owner. He was a tall solid looking man who nodded as he saw the three women, a slight smile played on his lips.

"Good morning Ladies! How can I help you?"

Christina jumped out the vehicle, grabbed her list of parts and walked straight past the man. not even acknowledging him. Callie noticed the man's eye twitch so she spoke up, "Sorry, she's deaf" she smiled sweetly and the man seemed to relax a bit.

"She knows what she's looking for so we'll just wait out here if that's ok Sir." Callie got out of the runner and moved to the bonnet. Resting against it, she kept one eye on the direction that Christina had gone. Arizona moved to join her and they sat in silence for a few minutes before Callie felt the blonde shift closer to her. As the Arizona took a draw from the oxygen, Callie noticed that she shivered slightly and without thinking about it threw her arm around the blonde, trying to give her some warmth. It was so natural and hadn't felt weird that Arizona soon felt herself relax.

"I have to thank you…so thank you Callie!" Arizona spoke shyly into Callie's embrace.

"Why, I haven't really done anything!"

"Yes you did. You allowed me to sleep. I've not been able to sleep in...I can't even remember the last time." Arizona buried herself in closer, feeling like she could have just gone to sleep on the spot. "I have nightmares Callie. I have no idea what are real and what are just nightmares. Everything though, it just feels so real." Arizona paused and Callie didn't want to push so she just let the blonde go at her own pace.

"I think I may be a monster. They made me a monster. I think I've done terrible things. I think…I didn't know what was real and what was in my head and they made me do it Callie, just so many test, I don't know what's real" She finally lost it and started crying.

Callie loosened her hold and pulled Arizona's head up so the blue eyes met her own, "Don't. I'm here to listen when you're ready but don't, you're not ready. You're not a monster Arizona, you never had any choice in that and looking into your eyes right now, I know there is no monster there." Callie held Arizona's gaze and was surprised when the blonde started to track her lips.

"Callie, what's with you and Addison? Are you a couple?" Callie started laughing nervously.

"No, god no…em how to explain this without sounding like a slut! You do know that homosexuality is banned here right? About five years ago I went through a rebellious stage, and ok I maybe intentionally tried to get into trouble. Addison stopped me from getting a beating from some guys in a bar that were less than happy with my public display. I was so wasted that there was no way I could have defended myself. She took me in, got me sorted and we hit it off." Callie watched as Arizona's eye's widened "No, not in that way. Well, not just yet. We were really good friends for a few years and I realised I had to be a bit more discreet; she was going to set me up with one of her girls. Things just developed from there and we kind of became friends with benefits. We love each other but not in that way. Anyway, we've not been together for sex in about nine months. I think we've grown." Callie watched Arizona lick her lips continually keeping her eyes on Callie's mouth.

"Well that's good to know!" Arizona moved slowly towards Callie.

Callie couldn't help the pull; lowering her head she softly put her lips to Arizona's. Keeping the kiss slow and gentle, Callie felt herself melt until she was interrupted by Arizona's giggling. Pulling back Callie quickly realised what she'd done.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry Arizona, so sorry." Callie quickly released her hold of the blonde.

"No…no that was, magical…it's just the guy over there just said that it was fucking hot and that if we did a show for him he'd give the parts for free." Arizona watched as Callie just scrunched her brows.

"Arizona, the guy never said anything…" Callie was quickly interrupted by Christina shouting at her, holding the parts high above her head. "Pay the man, bitch!" Callie watched as Christina threw the parts into the back of the runner. Callie went over to the guy and asked how much for the parts.

"If you let me in on some of that action I'll give you the parts for free." Callie looked back at Arizona who just shrugged and smiled. "No it's ok; I'd rather pay the money!" The man laughed and accepted Callie's answer, giggling to himself as he took the money from her. After she thanked him she returned back to the vehicle and took the seat next to Arizona.

"Did you hear what he said or was that just luck?" Callie asked Arizona.

"Torres, what are you trumpeting on about? Do you think she's a reader or something?" Christina scoffed. "Tell you what Blondie, what am I thinking?"

Arizona looked to the mechanic and then started "You were wishing you had thrown the spanner earlier and that your hoping that I'll scratch Callie's itch soon cause she's been a bad tempered bitch recently. Was that close enough for you?" Arizona smirked at the two dropped jaws in front of her.

"Cal, she's a fucking reader. Think of all the possibilities. Safes, bank vaults, the hospitals Cal. Stay the fuck out of my head right!" Christina started to laugh as she started the runner up and pulled away.

"Let's get back. I've got a few hours' work to do before we can set off. We should be ready to go by noon, Captain!" Christina started driving as Callie and Arizona got comfy in each other's arms in the back seat. "Don't worry Callie, I can't seem to figure you out yet and I'm not sure if this is something I can easily control" Arizona had watched Callie's face not sure what she was seeing.

"It's ok, if you can read my mind, it's all yours!"

Callie continued to do the last minute check. She was still buzzing from the kiss she'd shared with Arizona and she was definitely in a good mood. Even Bailey had noticed that she was chipper. It had un-nerved her slightly. The last time she was like that was the last time Addison had been on transport. She just took it that Callie was happy that her play thing was coming.

"Ok guys, I think we are ready to take off. Mark's going to take the first driving shift. We are moving all day and night so when you're on petrol duty, keep your eyes open…Bambi is not stopping. Four days... so let's work together and get through the Deadland as soon as possible."

Callie was happy with their plan of action; they'd spoke at length about shifts for driving. Hunt and Callie being the best drivers were doing the night shifts between them. The rest would take turns during the day. The common thought was that it was easier driving when it was light. They had picked a straight route and unless something unexpected happened, they should make good time. The Deadland's were uncharted territory, so they were having to go by satellite pictures, but that could only give them so much sight meaning there were a few areas that were black spots. Christina had even redirected the fuel passage so that there was no need to stop and exits to fill the tank. They had enough petrol in the internal tanks that it wasn't an issue Callie worried about.

If they maintained a constant speed of 130 km for the entire journey, it would keep them in good stead. Callie left Mark to it, Bailey sitting next to him for back up. Christina was in the engine room keeping everything ticking over. She was the only one not on driving duty which was good cause the last time they let Christina behind the wheel, Callie had been sure she'd caught Karev cry. Tim was showing off his cooking skills in the kitchen and Hunt was getting some rest ready for the first night shift.

Callie made her way towards Arizona's room. She kept telling herself that she was just checking on her, nothing more…but she hadn't been able to stop the thoughts of the blonde since that kiss. She had never felt that way for someone after such an innocent kiss. Reaching the open door, she leaned against the frame when she caught a glimpse of a dimpled smile.

"Calliope, I was just thinking about you!" Callie didn't even bother asking how Arizona new her full name as Arizona was obviously a reader.

"Were you now? And what were you thinking about exactly?" Callie liked how easy the talk was with her.

"Well I can tell you it's exactly what you're thinking about right know!" Arizona raised an eyebrow toward Callie.

"Yeah…that's not creepy at all!" Callie giggled as she sat down on the bunk next to the beauty.

"How are you doing? I just came by to see if you wanted to talk anymore?" Arizona had already known what Callie had come by for and it was just part of the truth, but she would be interested in the second soon.

"I'm not ready yet. I still have a few things to work through by myself but I would really like it if you could stay with me for a while and just hold me." Callie removed her holsters and put them on the floor. Arizona was slowly pushed on to the bunk further as Callie maneuverer herself beside her and wrapped her larger frame protectively around the blonde.

Arizona found herself lying flat on top of Callie's arm. The Latina was propped up on her side and slowly moved a curl of blonde hair from Arizona's face, maintaining eye contact the whole time. "God you are so beautiful." Callie hadn't even realised that her hand was tracing slow circles on the bare stomach of the blonde. Arizona began to get lost in Callie's touch and made the move she knew Callie had wanted to but was scared too. She had been afraid and out of control for so much of her life, she'd decided that she was going to take it back. Reaching up, she grabbed Callie's neck and pulled it down towards her, slowly taking Callie's lips in hers. Callie moaned at the feeling of Arizona's tongue lightly licking her bottom lip...pleading for entrance.

When she felt Callie open her mouth ever so slightly that was all the encouragement Arizona needed. Dipping her tongue into the warm mouth, the blonde was starting to feel a swirl of emotions, mainly all directing to the one place. Callie started to be very aware of what she was doing and didn't want to make Arizona do something she wasn't ready to do They had only met the day before and she wanted Arizona to be something more than a quick fuck.

"We can't, and if you keep doing that to me I'm not going to be able to keep my hands off you…"

"Ssshh, Callie I'm a grown woman, I can make my own decisions now. I've had that right taken from me for too long now and I'm ready to take back my life. If I didn't want to do this with you then I wouldn't. So stop making me talk and kiss me alre…mmm, god!" Callie never gave Arizona time to finish before she had attached herself to the blondes neck. Arizona kept one hand on Callie's neck, keeping her close while the other made its way to brush the skin just under her shirt. Callie couldn't stop the explosion of goose bumps which just made her want even more. As the two were starting to lose themselves in each other, there was a loud bang and the entire room shook and they started to slow down until there was no motion.

"Shit! What the fuck was that?" Callie tore herself from Arizona's arms, thumping her head on the underside of the bunk in her hurry. Pulling herself to the intercom on the wall Callie shouted to Bailey "What the fuck has Sloan done?" Karev answered Callie's angry voice.

"Torres, its Hunt that's driving. You've been away that long. There was some sort of trap buried in the sand from what we can see. Now it's tied up in the tracks. I'm going to go out and check the damage."

"I'm on my way up, I'm coming with you!" Callie moved back and picked up her guns and gave Arizona a kiss, "Go and get some food. Your brother should be in the kitchen and I'd rather that you weren't alone." When Arizona agreed, Callie quickly left to catch up with Karev.

Karev and Callie quickly put their ear pieces in and just as the Latina was about to the open the door, Karev spoke up.

"Testing, Testing, Torres! Can you hear me?"

"I'm standing right here!"

"Good, good you're coming through nice and clear."

"Cause I'm standing right here, dumb ass. God, how many times did your mum drop you on the head as a child?" Pushing Karev out the door, Callie's mood never got any better as she surveyed the damage to the tracks and tyres. One of the tracks was off its runner and at least three of the tyres were ruptured. Callie spoke into her mic, "Hunt, could you tell Sloan and Robbins I need them out here and it's getting really dark now so can you put the external side lamps on, thanks"

As the lights eerily flickered on, Callie went back over to where the trap had been. The tangled mess of sharp wire and metal stretched for as far as she could see. She reckoned that with the four of them, it would take half an hour. An hour tops to replace the damage. She turned to see Mark and Tim had made it out and where talking with Karev.

Callie and the guy's got to work quickly, trying to get everything working. Callie couldn't believe it could get any darker but in the middle of nowhere, there were no street lights and because of the smog, the stars could no longer be seen without the use of a high powered telescope. The days were warm and smoggy but the nights could get really, really cold. The crackling in her ear of Hunt picking up the radio filled her ears.

"Eh Callie, how long do you think till you're finished?" Callie could hear the panic in Hunt's voice.

"Hunt what is it? You're wigging me out! We're about another ten minutes I reckon!"

"There seems to be something from the southwest moving in quickly. It seems quite large on the radar. We have no idea what it is and there looking as though they'll be here before we've gone."

"Fuck! Guy's we need to move quicker," Callie turned back to the men and saw panic reflect in the three pairs of eyes that stared back at her.