AN: Thank you for your continuing interest in this story, thank you for all reviews, pm's and alerts. I wasn't sure whether to split this into two chapters but decided just to give you it all, so sorry if its length sucks but hopefully will move the story on alright.

A really big squishy thank you to JCap for going through this one for me and getting it back so quickly, I seriously couldn't do this without her being the badass Beta.

I own nothing and the characters and plots in this story are a jigsaw of a lot of things, it's all for fun so I do hope you enjoy. All mistakes are mine and do escape and mock me constantly so I'll apologise now for any.

Chapter 5 – I dream of monsters…I dream of me.

Panic. Fear. Dread. Anxiety.

These were the emotions that currently engulfed Tim's thoughts as he threw himself through the tight corridors. His only mission right now was to find Arizona. When he had spotted the hatch open, his first thought had only been that something had got in…not that something had got out!

As he reached the control room he looked through the small window. He had seen that only Bailey, Hunt and Yang were in there. Three pairs of eyes concentrated on the monitors on the control panel. The main screen was just a dark picture with the occasional flicker from the still raging blast sight. He realised it wasn't that screen that they had been so focused on though. As he banged on the door, the startled mechanic turned, broken from her trance to see what the noise was. When she had seen that it was Tim she quickly let him in and returned to watch the scene unfold.

"Can you see that, what on earth is it?" Bailey couldn't believe what she was watching. The other two dumb founded people mumbled a response but it had come out as a jumbled mess of words. Eventually they realised they weren't getting anywhere and just settled for nods.

Tim walked towards the screen, to see what the fuss was about. He momentarily forgot what he was desperately trying to do only moments before. The screen the group were watching had shown the heat sensitive images of the action as it occurred outside. They were pretty blind to whom the individuals were, but they could make out the deferent types all fighting and could see that their people were still alive at least.

They had been able to follow Callie and the men's heat signals. As the obvious adrenalin and fear had raised their heart rates, their cores were red and filtered out to orange. When the Death Walkers arrived they had showed as inner greens and outer yellows, which meant that they were calmer and had a lower body temperature.

What had the crew's attention at that moment was the appearance of another figure that moved slowly, as it stalked behind the group of what they knew were five Death Walkers and one of their own. This figure read inner blues and outer greens; they had never seen anyone give off a reading like this before…it was beyond calm, stoic considering the chaos around it.

"What the fuck? Have you ever seen anything that moved like that?" Hunt asked in confusion as the group watched the obvious fight in progress. Silence stole the room as the audience watched the last of the green figures fall. An obvious intake of breath from the occupants as they watched the blue figure continue over to the seated red figure and then the other two reds from further back walked up behind the single blue.

Tim didn't know what shook him from his statuette state but he spun on his heels and ran through the corridors as fast as his legs could carry him. As he reached the hatch he could only watch as Karev fired at his sister. Everything continued in slow motion as he heard Mark's shout of no, and then he watched as she fell to the ground. A female scream of pain echoed in his ears and his heart hurt in his chest. He took off running straight for his sisters stilled body shouting to Mark that he had her. Mark turned and jumped Karev wrestling the man to the ground.

"Ow, get off me you prick. That punch is your one free shot at me. Go for me again and I'll shoot you in the fucking head...and trust me, you'll have a fucking headache for a week!" Karev pointed the gun straight to the side of Sloan's head as the taller man grappled on the ground with him.

Mark still on top of the man, pinned him to the ground as he looked over to his friend. Tim rolled Arizona off of Callie and checked his sister for any wounds. Happy in seeing that there were no injuries, Tim felt that Arizona's pulse was strong and that she was breathing so he gently laid her on the ground and signalled to Mark that she was fine. Tim quickly moved his attention to Callie who was covered in blood and unconscious.

"What? Wait...you just shot her, you fucking shot her?"Sloan looked back down at the smirking man as he was pushed to the side. Karev got up and wiped the dust and dirt off as he looked back to the seated shaken man.

"Dude, it's a Taser gun! Callie makes us all carry one…I wasn't going to stand there and waste any more time while Callie bled out on the ground. I would like to get her some medical attention sometime tonight before it's too late! And it didn't look like she was in a talk down mood."Karev hobbled over to his injured friend and knelt down next to Callie,. He slapped her face a few times bringing her around. He smiled as she winced in pain, "Just checking your still with us Captain!"

He looked to the gash that the sword had made as Arizona had fallen, "I'm sorry Cal, I didn't know what else to do. It seemed like a good idea at the time!" Callie smiled at the man as she managed to bring her un-injured arm up and punch him on the shoulder, though with very little strength. Karev laughed at the pathetic attempt. He knew that it was Callie's way of telling him that she held no bad feelings towards the man. "Hey guys, the threats been taken care of. Bailey, Callie's hurt. Can you bring some medical supplies out? We have at least one through and through wound and a deep gash that needs to be taken care of immediately. Hunt, Yang... can you also come out here please with some restraints." Karev watched as Callie tried to move; he shook his head and placed his hand on her un-injured shoulder to try and still her.

"On our way!" Hunt's crackled voice from the radio filled his ears.

Karev looked to Tim, "I'm sorry, I know you're not going to like this…but the only way she's getting back on transport is if she's restrained" Karev pointed to the unconscious woman and was surprised when Tim nodded his head in agreement. "What no fight? I had this whole big speech about her being a freaky ninja skilled mother fucker. I was going to be all authoritarian and smart…" Karev was cut of mid-sentence by Callie's pain filled voice.

"Karev, your mouth is still talking. You may want to look into that!" Callie sniggered but stopped when she realised how sore her body had become. Between the pulling at her limbs and the actual wounds her body had sustained, she had never felt pain like this before.

Bailey came scuttling over with Owen and Christina not far behind. Owen looked towards Tim who was sitting holding the body of the blonde tight; he then held up the hand cuffs as he looked at Sloan who was still sitting on his ass in shock.

"Here I'll do it, throw them over." Tim lifted his hand towards Hunt. "Do you have another set? I'm going to take her to our room. The bed frames are attached to the floor aren't they?" Hunt nodded and came over to help Tim lift the now handcuffed woman.

"Not that I don't trust you Robbins but I'm coming in with you. I'd certainly feel safer if I see that she's not going anywhere." Tim acknowledged Karev's request and the two made their way towards the hatch.

"Karev, once you're sorted you come see me in the kitchen and I'll get that leg fixed up" Bailey shouted to the retreating man.

"Yeah, ok...but it's just a scuff, deal with Callie first!"

"You look like the prized fish that got hooked and escaped the rod. Kitchen, 10 minutes!" Bailey ordered and received a hand in the air from the self-proclaimed tough ass.

Bailey and Yang quickly patched up Callie as well as they could out in the open, stopping the bleeding had been Bailey's main priority. The sky had begun to lighten and they could at least move around without having to use the night vision.

"Hunt, Sloan I need you to carry Torres in for me, carefully please…she doesn't need you pulling at her. Yang go clear the table in the kitchen, I'm going to need the room." Bailey had realised what Callie had probably went through as the bruising had quickly starting to take hold of her tanned skin. She had been relieved when she'd seen Callie's clothes although ripped, where still where they should be.

As she watched her people quickly get to their tasks, Bailey looked to the heavens and thanked God that her family were, although battered and bruised, were all still breathing. That fact brought a smile to her face as she released the breath she hadn't known she'd held.

It was quiet; she could feel the wind on her face, the grit and dust in her eyes as she lay in wait. Silent, still her breathing was near to non-existent. Blue eyes took in the area in-front of her. She waited in the darkness, as she ran strategies through her head. Though pitch black in her little corner, she could see clearly her targets home.

She moved toward it and entered the small building. Three targets to take out, she reminded herself. She kept to the walls, lurking in the shadows as she watched the sleeping forms in-front of her. Her movement made no noise as she walked across the room. She made her way to the male first and slit his neck in one easy movement. He was dead within seconds. Not even his last gurgled breath could alert his sleeping wife next to him. She move around the bed and looked to the peaceful woman, she paused slightly, a flicker of something stopped her. Detained by hesitance until a drip from the bloodied knife fell on to the woman's cheek brought the woman from her slumber. Arizona quickly snapped back into the job at hand. Terrified eyes looked straight into the eyes of a blonde haired blue eyed monster. It was the last thing the woman saw as the knife connected with her throat.

Arizona watched the life drain from the woman as she wiped the knife on the bed sheets, but she was brought from her trance like state when the dark room was bathed in light from the entrance of the door. A small child around four years old stood in the door way, big blue eyes staring back at the woman. Arizona quickly moved toward the unflinching child. She grabbed the child by the shoulder keeping her tightly in place.

"Sssshh my mommy and daddy don't like it when I get out of bed, but there's a monster in my bedroom and I can't make it go away" when the girl reached for and touched Arizona's hand, that's when the panic set in.

"I can't…no you can't make me do it, I'm not doing it!" Arizona backed away from the child as she threw the knife to the ground. The room instantly became bathed in blinding light, everything except the bed and occupants, the child and Arizona disappeared. All that was left when the simulation stopped was the bright white room. The booming voice filled Arizona's ears "Do it, do it now!"

Arizona backed into the corner of the room as far away from the little girl shaking her head frantically. "YOU CAN'T MAKE ME DO IT, I WON'T!" She shouted back into the air. She quickly found herself grabbing at the chocker around her neck as the searing sting surged through it. She ended up on the ground in excruciating pain, willing it to stop until the agony engulfed her.

Tim watched his sister thrash against her restraints and the metal frame. He had the extra set of handcuffs attached to the ones around her hands and the other end attached to the metal bed frame.

"She's going to hurt herself if she doesn't snap out of it." Karev spoke as he watched from his position against the door frame, his hand readying it's self at the Taser gun's trigger.

"She seems to be dreaming or should I say by her expression, having a nightmare." Tim moved over and ducked into the bunk to check that she was ok. When he removed the sweat drenched hair from her face, Arizona's blue eyes snapped open. Tim never even had enough time to be startled as she managed to bring her foot up and connect with his face. As he fell off and on to the floor, she managed to manoeuvre from the bed and started to pull at the bed frame. Tim watched as his sisters wrists began to bleed, the metal began to bend and she had complete focus in her eyes. As he looked back to Karev he nodded sadly as he knew what had to be done. He looked away as Karev fired the Taser again bringing Arizona's frenzied escape attempt to an end.

Tim wiped his bloodied nose on his one full sleeve as he got up from the ground. He turned to the man at the door as he took his red stained shirt off, leaving himself in his vest. "Do you have anything that will keep her out for a little while longer? I don't want to give her anymore drugs in this lifetime, but if she's going to attempt to kill everyone…god we really need to find out what they did to her and what keeps setting her off."

"Yeah I need to get this leg seen to or Bailey will have me on kitchen duties for a month. I don't think spikes are in this season anyway. I'll get something off Bailey and some bandages for her wrists. She was out for about twenty minutes, I'll make sure I'm back before she comes too again, but you might want to sit in the corner out of reach!" Karev smiled at the soldier and left the room.

Tim got up and moved the chair to the far wall away from Arizona. She wasn't in the comfiest position but he couldn't risk being attacked again. As he sat, he looked down at his watch and pushed some buttons, sighing as the small screen showed that his message had sent.

Karev made his way into the kitchen and was greeted by the sight of Callie sitting up, laughing as she hit Christina's hand away from her blood stained head.

"I'm fine it's just a small cut. I can take care of it myself, I'm not an engine, and I don't need your stubby little digits on me!" Callie flicked Christina on the forehead, just to piss her off.

"Seriously Callie, if you don't let her glue your freaking head I will have to stitch it and I'm dealing with the splinters in this wound. Oh my god who even uses pointy sticks anymore?" Bailey had always become the make shift doctor in times like these, though it was normally just bloody lips and hands when they'd decided to have some fun at a local bar.

"Oh hey it's Moby Dick, so kind of you to grace us with your presence. Catch any good harpoons lately?"

"Suck it Yang!"

"You wish. Get over here and I'll numb your thigh." Christina pointed to the chair at the side of Callie and watched as Karev hobbled over to it.

"Bailey can you get something to Tim for keeping Arizona unconscious for longer than 20 minutes? I really don't like shooting her all the time, it's unsettling." Karev looked to Callie who had all of a sudden taken an interest in what he had said when she heard the blonde's name.

"Yeah, she's bust up Tim's face pretty good and has done some damage to her wrists because of the restraints. I had to use the Taser on her again. You know I don't like hurting women, no matter if they deserve it. I'm mean to them, but that's all vocal, I don't like causing pain." Karev watched as Christina injected his thigh and stood back in thought as to how she was going to remove the spike.

"Yeah you just cause emotional pain, but that's nothing right?" Christina made a face to Karev as he shrugged.

Bailey finished stitching up Callie's shoulder and moved over to her medical provisions. Bailey had always stressed the importance of having good medical supplies. It was one of the benefits of not completely cutting off the Alliance. They didn't like it but they knew 'Keep your friends close and your enemies closer'. They kept up the pre-tense of being all for the Alliance, it had allowed them to get the best medical and food necessities needed.

After getting what she needed, she threw a tub of painkillers at Callie, "Two pills every three to four hours depending on the pain. I'll take this round to Robbins. Callie, I suggest you go rest up, though I know it will fall on deaf ears!"

"No…wait! I'm going, you need to sort his leg, give me the stuff. Tell Hunt that we're ready to move as soon as he's happy to. He knows to keep extra care now that we know what actually lives out here." Callie slowly got herself up from her chair and tried to put her I'm in charge façade back up. Bailey just scrunched her eyes and shook her head; she knew full well there was no point arguing with the stubborn woman.

"Fine, whatever, I'll let Hunt know!" Bailey growled under her breath.

Callie left slowly, mindful of her injuries but by the time she got to the door she couldn't stop the laughter which had built as she heard a loud, very feminine scream followed by Bailey and Christina's panicked voices that had raised an octave higher. As she peaked back around the door frame she watched what had appeared to be a scene from a slap stick comedy. She saw that the noise was in fact Karev as the stupid dumbass sat screaming, eyes bulging from his head as he looked at the spike in his hand. Bailey and Christina quickly tried to add pressure to the now haemorrhaging wound.

Apparently the idiot had decided that Bailey and Christina were spending too much time trying to figure out how to remove the offending object and he decided to take matters into his own hands, literally! "I thought you numbed my leg, bitch?" Karev shouted at Christina before he passed out from the pain.

Christina let out an insane giggle "Oh my god…he really doesn't think about things before he does them!"

"Yang you're a freaking genius sometimes!"

Christina spun around quickly not realising that Callie had still been watching, "I know I am, but why?" Christina watched as Callie disappeared without telling her. Christina shrugged to Bailey and the two women set about dealing with the twit of a man in-front of them.

Before she reached Tim and Arizona's room, she entered her own and grabbed some new clothing. She knew that time was running out before Arizona would wake again and she'd decided to wait before administering the drugs to see if the blonde would be more herself when she awoke this time. There was no point giving her the drugs if she was going to wake up fine.

Looking in her closet, she was glad that she had another jacket as Bailey had to cut her other one off. She actually felt rather stupid because that's what she was angriest at. That her jacket had got damaged... not the fact that those things had her, and that Arizona had nearly used her as kebab meat! Quickly grabbing some clean clothing, she left the room.

As she stepped into the room she could see Arizona begin to stir. Again it looked like she was trapped in her thoughts. Tim coughed, drawing her from her own ones. "Hey! How are you? I'm really sorry!" Tim stood and moved over to Callie, placing a gentle hand on her uninjured shoulder.

"I'm ok, don't worry about me, it's just a few scratches. How has she been, and are you alright?" Callie touched the side of Tim's face, trying to wipe away dry blood.

"I'm fine, a bit embarrassed that my baby sister can kick my ass, but I'll live!" Tim smiled and continued "When she woke up, she was just like an animal trying to escape. Whatever thoughts are in her head, they're seriously clouding her take on reality!"

"Do you want to go get Bailey to clean that nose up for you and I'll stay with her?" Callie quickly adjusted when she noticed Tim about to decline her offer. "I'll be fine. Go, that's an order soldier. You're on my transport and I own your ass." Callie smiled when she saw the shock in Tim's face. "She'll be fine Tim." Tim nodded and started to back out the room but stopped just short of the entrance.

"Callie, I sent a message to my father asking for him to contact us. I just need to know if he knows anymore about Arizona. I sent him your frequency so hopefully they'll be in contact soon." Tim smiled as Callie nodded in acceptance.

"Hopefully, the more information on your sister can only be a good thing. Thank you, Tim."

Callie watched the blonde soldier leave then returned her gaze to the fidgeting blonde. Sitting, she started to arrange her clothes to change but stilled as Arizona pulled at the bed frame again. She just had to bide her time and wait for Arizona to come to.

Hunt stood at the open hatch and watched the tall man scurry about between the fallen bodies. The sun had come up, though through the dust and smog it was still dull.

"Sloan! What are you doing? Come on we're going to head out. Bailey said Callie gave the orders to move, so I suggest you get back on transport or you're going to have a lovely walk ahead of you!"

Mark continued to look down at the Death Walker in-front of him and shouted back to Hunt "It just isn't logical. What would drive a man to tear at his own face, to rape and murder? Ok, killing for self-defence or to protect what's yours, I get that…I fought for the Alliance for long enough, I know how easy it is to believe twisted words but…" Mark continued to stare "...but eating people alive. When does that become fun?"

Hunt by this time had made his way out to drag the ridiculous babbling man in. "Mark they're insane. The stories I heard were that they were just men who tried to escape Burkes reach and ended up in the Deadlands...lost and eventually went crazy and did what they had to survive. Nobody knows where they came from, but we know that they are human and they can die like the rest of us." Hunt put his hand on his shoulder and turned him back towards Bambi.

"The bastards tried to bite me. They might be human and can die but that doesn't stop me being shit scared of their zombie assed ways!" Both men made their way back into the security of Bambi. Mark took one last look back at the body and shook himself from his thoughts.

The bar was dark and it presented Hahn with the concealment she desired as she rested herself against the wooden booth. Sitting in the back corner of the bar, she had made sure she was out view of the majority of its occupants. As she placed her drink on the table she removed her small touch screen computer from her bag. She had needed to stop for a rest and her line of questioning had led her here, so she had decided to take the time to look over some of the research footage she had taken from the camp. She'd been interested to see what she was up against in the petite woman.

As she re-attached her ear piece so that no one could hear what she was watching, she began to scan the folders, looking for something that might be related to the blonde girl. Stopping at one file named Patient Z sessions, she clicked it open to reveal a black and white video with the caption that read Patient Z, age 12, 2 weeks after initiation to the programme. A man in a white Lab coat sat with his back to the camera. A young Arizona Robbins dressed in what looked very much like white scrubs in Erica's opinion sitting opposite. She sat in the chair across the table from the doctor as she gently rocked herself back and forth, biting the skin around her thumb. The girl was covered in that many bruises, Erica didn't think she could see a bruise free patch of skin.

"Arizona, how do you feel?"

"I want my family. Why won't you let me see my family, I haven't done anything!"

"That's not what I asked you; maybe if you answer my questions we'll have a think about letting you see your family, even though they don't want to see you!"

"They do want to see me, I know they do. They love me…they wouldn't have done this."

"We've told you Arizona, your father gave us permission to take you to discipline. You are nothing to him"

"I don't believe you, I don't believe you…if he knew what you did to me, he would stop you! They love me, they love me, they love me, THEY love me."

The picture faded out and stopped. Closing the file down, Erica moved to the file next to it and skimmed through. It was mainly scientists speak but she managed to pick out the general gist. How the doctors had tried mental rehabilitation, they had tried and failed. No matter what beatings and tactics they'd used, the girl was unaffected...she would not break. It was stated that the next attempt would be the trial of some new drugs they'd been working on that would hopefully make the patients passive, so they could be easily controlled.

Opening the next document file, it explained that while the drug testing had given them different results to the other test subjects, Arizona had showed promise in certain aspects. They weren't sure what had done it but had they had put it down to an incident when they were inserting a probe into her brain. She'd had a seizure on the table and it was thought that something happened to the temporal lobe. As the Temporal Lobe is involved in auditory perception, this appeared to be heightened to a sensational level as Patient Z through time became frighteningly perceptive and could read the doctors. All other test subjects failed when they'd tried to replicate and had left the doctors with a rooms full of mentally unstable patients. After some discussion, it was thought best to move her to the military research lab as she was definitely of more use than just a guinea pig.

Clicking on the next video file it showed an older Arizona. The description at the bottom said she was sixteen and it was four weeks after exposure to drug P1. The video showed a very agitated and nervous girl in hand and leg restraints chained together pacing in-front of the doctor.

"Arizona, how are you feeling?"

"The walls have eyes, they're always watching…taking notes. They talk all the time; tell me secrets I don't want to know!"

"What do they say to you Arizona?"

"You...see, you are a nasty man. A little man and the walls know what you do. They talk, and they're going to punish you one day. How can you even look at your daughter after what you do to me and you know what? Your wife…you know what she's doing behind your back, don't you. Because she knows you're a monster. You get off on it don't you, but let me tell you, your wife…she's fucking the other doctor. He's out there watching…wave to him hahaha" Arizona smiled sweetly and waved the best she could at the camera.

"Arizona!" The doctor tried to get her to be quiet but she continued to laugh at him. The man got up and the white coat took over the screen before the picture flicked off.

Hahn clicked on the next document file and again read through, she picked out the information she needed, learning that there were different combinations of the drugs. Arizona had so far been the only test subject who hadn't taken a really bad reaction and it had been deemed the drugs were so far a failure.

The last video file in the folder had the information Patient Z: 18yrs old, drug P6 – 4 weeks after exposure, 2 years into combat training. Clicking onto the video file, Hahn watched as the room had the same set up as before. The dark room, the doctors back sitting on the chair in front of the desk. However there was no sign of Arizona. Erica creased her brow in confusion when she could hear shuffling of feet and then she watched as the doctor physically shook and made a noise. Hahn knew that noise anywhere, the gurgling sound of someone trying desperately to breathe. She watched as he brought his hand up and pulled something from his throat.

As he threw the bloodied pen on the table, he tried to stop the blood flow from his throat as he stood shakily before falling to the ground. Hahn watched as Arizona's face and bloody cuffed hand suddenly came into shot. Arizona looked straight into the camera and whispered "I can see you!" as the alarm sounded and four large men came running in beating her with batons. The screen went black.

"My kind of girl!" Hahn chuckled as she open the last document file. Reading through paragraphs of nonsense, she managed to determine that after the death of Dr Stark, the testing of the behaviour modification drug was stopped on Arizona for the time being. Instead they would continue to work on the CPU device.

Hahn looked through the rest of the files "A CPU device, hmm I wonder what that is. Maybe she has a remote control. Warzone Barbie, batteries not included!" Hahn laughed before composing herself. "That would have been perfect but no, that information isn't here and what camp is that little gem hidden in!" Erica finished her drink and put her computer away.

She had talked with the bar manager earlier and had found out that an Alliance transporter had been seen to speed away from the camp earlier and had headed into the Deadlands. It had always amazed her how much information drunk gossips could provide. Erica had decided that she would need to find a vehicle and track the transporter; she knew that she was now a good bit behind but she hoped as she was the lighter load, she'd make up the time. She smiled at the thought, she hadn't had a good tracking mission in a while and in the Deadlands, she could really test herself.

She could feel the other presence in the room. Keeping herself still and quiet, she tried to clear her head of her own thoughts to make sense of the person sharing the space. Arizona realised that she couldn't make out anything…she knew it was Callie. There were far too many thoughts rambling through the brunettes head to make out anything coherent. It was one of the things that had drawn the blonde in. Callie confused her; there were two things that happened when it came to the beautiful woman. Multitudes of thoughts that made it impossible to pick anything out or nothing. Arizona found it frustrating that she couldn't read her but also loved it because she was unpredictable. Happy in the knowledge it was Callie, she quietly adjusted herself so that she sat watching the woman who was oblivious to the blue eyes watching her.

Callie tentatively shook her hips from side to side as one handed she pushed her combat trousers slowly down her long toned legs. Finally she stepped out of them and kicked them to the side while reaching for her clean brown ones. Arizona had managed to keep quiet as Callie lost her balance. The Latina managed to grab the wall and then started to bitch about how many times she'd told Hunt to give warning before he moved off. Regaining her balance she stepped into the clean pair.

Callie knew that taking them down hurt like a son of a bitch, so pulling them up one handed was not going to be a stroll in the park. The act was becoming painful so she tried to do it quicker, which resulted in her pulling them back up as fast as she could. She ended with a small jump as she tugged the trousers one handed. Arizona didn't realise she was smiling at the sight in-front of her, she was enjoying Callie's unsuspecting strip tease, but had decided to alert the brunette when she watched Callie get tangled up trying to remove her vest top over her head.

"Ow, ow fucking hell that's not the smartest thing you've done Torres!"

"As much as I'm really enjoying the show, do you think I could help you?" Callie spun around, her eyes were wide at the fact she'd been caught looking so ridiculous. Arizona couldn't help but laugh. Callie had managed to get her good shoulder tangled in the vest and her arm now stuck above her head and she couldn't raise her injured shoulder to help with taking it off which had left Arizona with the perfect view of Callie's bra clad body.

"Umm do you think you could, thanks?" Callie said embarrassed by being caught needing help.

"Yeah you just need to come here and lean over. I'll pull while you go back, but you'll need to take the cuffs off before I can help with your clean vest!"

"Sure" Callie looked straight into the blondes eye's and relaxed when she saw nothing but warmth.

Arizona managed to grab the collar of the vest top and Callie backed out of it, as she straightened Callie went to get the keys and the bandages that sat on the top of the table. Coming back over, she knelt down between Arizona's thighs and looked up ever so slightly as she kept eye contact with the blonde and began to remove the cuffs, smirking the whole time.

Taking her eyes from Arizona's face, she took both her wrists caringly in her hands and gently inspected them. Callie got back onto her feet quickly, grunting slightly as her own muscles ached with the movement. She disappeared from Arizona's line of sight for a minute but came back and resumed her previous position between her legs.

"Here, how does that feel?" Arizona got lost in the feeling of the brunette gently dabbing her injured wrists with the cold wash cloth that she'd just fetched. The whole time the two got lost in each other's eyes. Attentively, Callie would occasionally look away to check that the cuts were clean and that she was attaching the bandages properly.

"Arizona, how are you feeling?"

Arizona physically tensed when she heard the question. It was just a bad reminder of their never ending line of questioning. She looked deep into Callie's brown eyes and saw nothing but concern, something that brought her back from her thoughts. She smiled and silently looked to the angry red line that was on show just under Callie's jaw. She traced the line with her finger as she slowly followed it down to the brunette's clavicle. Callie revelling in the feeling of goose bumps attacking her senses, very quickly became aware that she was sitting in between the blondes legs in only her bra. It did nothing to cover her body's reactions to the touches.

"I'm really sorry for this!" Arizona moved her hand and gently placed it on top of the now stitched and taped wound that she had made.

"Can you remember doing it, then?" Callie asked soothingly. There was no anger in her voice, it was calming to Arizona.

"I couldn't stop myself. I had no control...it was like I just went into auto pilot and it scared me. I knew Mark was behind me. I knew that if he'd made anymore movement towards me he would have ended up with the axe between his eyes, and there was nothing I could do about it. I'm just glad Alex managed to, though I had no Idea he was there, I couldn't read that he was there?"

Callie began to laugh, which just made Arizona look to her in confusion.

"Callie, it's not funny…I would of killed you. I was about to push that sword into your chest and I couldn't stop myself!"

"I'm sorry, I know! I'm not laughing at that. It's just I would never have thought that Karev's lack of brains would come in handy. That has to be the reason you couldn't read Karev. He does things without thinking…to be honest that's why you probably have a difficult time with me. I tend to do things without thinking first!" Callie smirked at Arizona's goofy grin that had suddenly appeared. "What?" Callie asked as she wondered why Arizona was now laughing to herself.

"You know you have too many thoughts in that head of yours sometimes that I can't define a single one!" Callie smiled and put her hands on Arizona's thighs and quickly moved in for a kiss, stopping her mid laugh. After the initial shock, Arizona began to reciprocate but Callie pulled back.

"Just wanted to prove a point, you didn't see that coming did you?" Callie watched Arizona shake her head as her grin appeared.

"You know, I kinda like it." Arizona smiled as she grabbed the clean vest top and helped Callie into it.

"Ok, I'm being serious now, but I can't let you roam about until we figure this out. Can you remember what you were doing before you were outside?" Callie watched as Arizona nodded her head.

"After Tim left to help you I went to explore. I hate being caged up, I know…but I was bored and then I got myself turned about. Seriously how can you get lost in here? I could hear Bailey and Yang but I ended up in the hold. I was looking out of the window and felt fine, except I was worried about you guys out there. Then as I was watching the fighting, I felt myself get colder and then I felt numb. I managed to stop myself a few times before I opened the hatch but then everything else was effortless, I just seemed to go onto auto pilot."

"Ok, and what were you thinking about when you attacked Tim?" Callie gently continued.

Arizona tensed for a moment she really didn't want to get into this but she knew that she had to talk to someone...and she really wanted it to be Callie. "I was dreaming about one of the stealth simulations. They would put me in different situations and I had to obey their orders or…or...I'd be punished. This time was one of the times I wouldn't finish their orders. I think I just got caught up in the dream and that's why I reacted to Tim being over me."

Arizona couldn't take the intense sad look that Callie was giving her so she quickly looked at her lap and buried her head into her hands. Mumbling through her fingers she continued, there was no way she could continue if she had to see judgement in those brown eyes. "Remember I said I don't remember what was real and what had been dreams? Well I did it, I did it all! I am a monster Callie. The dream Tim interrupted me from, I had just killed two innocent people just because I was ordered too, but I couldn't take that child's life!"

Callie, still kneeling in-front of her tried to prise Arizona from her residence behind her hands. Pulling her gaze to meet her own, Callie looked into the teary blue eyes. "See, you're not a monster Arizona. You stopped yourself, you can control this thing. I'm going to help you control this!"

Arizona couldn't hold herself together anymore "No Callie, I am a monster! I didn't kill that child, but I've killed fathers, mothers, daughters and sons. I eventually killed innocents just to stop my pain. I am…a monster!"

Callie grabbed the inconsolable woman in a tight hug and whispered into her ear, trying to soothe her aching heart. "Baby, you didn't have a choice…you have to adapt or die I get that. There is no judgement. Please, we can deal with your past one step at a time, but you are NOT that person anymore Arizona. You'll get through this; we'll get through this together, ok?" Callie pulled herself up to sit on the bed next to the grief shaken blonde, but never took her hands from her body. She shifted herself behind Arizona and gently pulled her down onto the bed. The two women lay taking comfort in each other...Arizona trying to let go of the hold her memories had on her and Callie letting the feeling of the woman next to her take away her body's pain. They melted into each other and peacefully went to sleep, wrapped in each other's presence.

Callie quickly became very aware of the ringing that was currently bouncing about her cranium. As she stirred from her peaceful sleep, she realised just how sore she was due to the lack of movement. Looking over to the clock she realised it had been three hours. When Arizona started to move, Callie tried to keep her grimace quiet but Arizona quickly felt how uncomfortable Callie was. She had tried to shut the pain out that much that she had totally forgotten what had brought her out of her tranquil slumber.

Arizona sat up and let Callie roll out of the bunk while she positioned herself to sit on the edge of the mattress. Callie moved over to the screen on the wall and answered the incoming video call, which stopped the irritating noise but had replaced it with a very loud Miranda Bailey.

"Torres! What's the hold up? You're injured and you better not be doing….It's none of my business and I don't wanna know! Urrgh, and another thing, I'm not your damn receptionist. We have a Major Robbins here wishing to speak with you? I've sent Tim down to you; I gather this might be a private moment!"

Callie looked over to Arizona as she watched the Blonde panic, "Yeah that would be a good idea, thanks Bailey!" Callie smiled as she saw understanding in Bailey's face. Bailey spoke again as Tim entered the room.

"Ok, Hunt wanted me to tell you that everything is looking good so far. He's going to continue to take the wheel as you're in no state to drive and he's not letting any of us near…but he say's you're on coffee duty later!" Callie laughed as she watched Tim move over to hold Arizona.

"That sounds fair. Ok, patch the Major through please, we're ready."

The three occupants patiently waited while Baileys face faded out and the picture changed to the tired looking but emotionless face of the one and only Major Robbins. Callie physically straightened; the man hadn't really changed that much since she had watched him as a child be applauded for taking her father's life. She tried to push her hatred of the man to the back of her mind but not before Arizona gasped. For the first time, Callie's thoughts had been focused on only one thought, she had been able to feel what Callie had felt and the emotion made her heart want to explode.

Callie looked back to Arizona as it seemed like the blonde was hyperventilating. The truth was that she had Callie's feelings and her own of her father attacking her heart and mind and she didn't know how to deal with it.

"Calliope Torres, firstly I am sorry for what I did all those years ago. Secondly, thank you for helping my family. I understand that you probably knew who I am to them and that just proves what kind of person you are. You could have very easily left them stranded when you found out who they were…" Daniel Robbins was cut off sharply by Tim.

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Before Daniel had the time to reply Arizona whimpered into Tim's chest.

"He gave the order that killed Callie's father." Arizona looked from the security of Tim's embrace into the matching blue eyes of her father for the first time. Tim was shocked as he looked between Callie and his father on screen and then he noticed how the normally platonic man had unshed tears in his eyes.

Major Robbins in hearing his daughter's voice tried to keep his emotions together. He would not waver though. Tim saw sentiment there and that was a major lapse in control for his father. In that moment, Tim realised his father was human after all.

"I am truly sorry for how things happened in the past and I am here now to right the wrongs." Major Robbins in that one sentence had directed it to all three people in the room. He had let them all down and he knew that there was no point continuing with words when action would resolve it.

"I know you were following orders. My father instilled in me the importance of that so I understand…it doesn't make me hate you any less though. Your children were not involved so I would never punish someone another's mistakes. I appreciate you saying sorry. A man of your standing, I know it takes a lot, but don't expect me to forgive you. You took my father from me, but I am willing to start a new page from this moment. If you are truly serious about taking on Burke…he is the villain and must pay for what he has done." Callie kept her emotions in check and watched as Daniel Robbins bowed his head.

"Trust me, Preston Burke will pay. I was hoping to meet you all at the co-ordinates I had given you but unfortunately a few things have come up." Both Tim and Arizona got up and moved over to stand with Callie, giving the Major their full attention.

"I would like it if you would continue to the co-ordinates. Callie, do you have room on your transport for one more person?" He continued when Callie confirmed through a nod of her head.

"Burke is onto my movements. I have someone in his office and it turns out he has sent an operative after Arizona, and he's trying to clean ship so to speak. Tim, its Hahn, so you need to be extra vigilant. I've had someone trying to find out as much as she can about what was done to Arizona. It is important that she is always on the move as she has been hacking into the main frame and we've had a few close calls. Burke made sure that the information was never kept in one place so it's been tough trying to access all that we need."

"We don't have any equipment Sir, but definitely the more that can help Arizona, the better." Callie smiled at the two Robbins' beside her.

"She has all she needs so don't worry. Tim, I have to lay low at the moment, but you know how to get in contact with me and I'll be in constant contact with you. Burke has your mother hostage and I'm trying to sort that at the moment. Teddy will be waiting for you at the co-ordinates; she will fill you in with what she's found out about the tests that were run on Arizona. She wants to ask you something so I will leave you to it...but please take care my children. I will speak to you soon." With that, the screen flicked over to a smiling Teddy Altman. Callie couldn't help but laugh at the face both Robbins were making.

"Hey you guys, did you miss me! Tim hi" she smiled seductively at the blond man and moved her attention to Arizona.

"Hey Zona, I'm so glad those two dumbasses managed to get you out! You must be Callie, thank you so much for helping my best friends." Shifting her gaze back to Tim, Teddy continued "I'm sorry to do this but Tim, can you look behind Arizona's left ear. Is there a scar?" Tim quickly set about the task as Arizona looked to Callie to try and keep her nerves at bay.

"Yes, Why?"

"Ok, shit…I'm sorry Arizona, but you're going to have to be kept restrained until I can get on transport and assess you. There's no easy way of saying this, so…you have a microchip implanted and there is no way of knowing when it could be activated!"