Title: It's All Your Fault
Author: Trance-Faith
Rating: M – suicide and suicidal tendencies.
Pairing: Callie/Arizona
Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's. All characters in this story sadly do not belong to me; they're simply being borrowed for a little while, and then will be returned. This story was not written for profit and no copyright infringements are intended. Also the song words used in this fanfic are Paramore's "emergency" and Pink's "It's all your fault".
Author's Note 1: In terms of Grey's storyline – this is set after their break up, in 7x07.
Author's Note 2: I actually don't like this chapter.
Author's Note 3: I have a limited medical background, so I apologise if I say or do something wrong.
Author's Note 4: Blame/thank the last two paragraphs on funkyshaz57, they were going to be the first two paragraphs of chapter 19!
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Beta: No beta was used while I wrote this, so all spelling and grammar mistakes are my own.
Reviews: Are much wanted please!
I have lost my mind, I wish you could, feel as bad as I do. - It's all your fault by P!nk.
Callie's POV
As the door clicked shut, the noise echoed around the empty halls, sounding so much like the gunshots that could have ended it all. The smile that was fixed onto the Latina's face fell the moment the blonde went out of sight. There was nothing she could do but let the adrenaline, fear, shock and desperation just flow through her system. She'd known had she stopped Arizona from going with Robert, he could have shot one of them or one of the children. She knew it was the right thing to do, and yet her brain was screaming at her that she was a traitor, and heartless. Had Arizona not flashed her a warning look, she would have followed, she would have made Robert take her too, but what good would that have done?
Still stood staring at the double doors in disbelief she heard a low groan. Laid forgotten just for a moment was Alex Karev, only now he was awake. His skin was ghastly white, but marbled with flecks of red blood, his eyes were wide now, pain etched into ever feature. Thankful for the switch in her brain, she clicked straight into doctor mode, as if it was second nature.
Bending down to his level, she was thankful the wound it seemed wasn't bad enough that his blood was spreading to the floor; but was being stemmed by his white coat. Kneeling next to the half lying, half sitting man, she helped him forward, and as gently as she could, rid him of his bloody clothing. When Karev's injured arm was released from its sleeve, she lifted his now dark purple, but formally blue scrub top's sleeve, not wanting to make the man sit in the hallway, half naked. A low groan of pain fell from Alex's lips, as a slightly one of shock and relief fell from Callie's. Not only was the wound a through and through, it looked only to be a graze, well as much as a bullet wound could be a graze!
The wound was still bleeding and quite badly, through was significantly less than it had been previously. "Stay here", Callie said stood as quickly as she could. Alex's eyes widened considerably, and she saw pure, undiluted fear, the emotion she herself was trying to keep as bay, but was only lurking beneath the surface. "I'll be back, I just need bandages", she tried to reassure the bleeding man. She supposed this type of situation brought out different sides of people; Arizona was protective, more so than usual anyway, while Alex half laid on the ground looking like a scared little child.
Turning her head back down the corridor she saw a trolley of supplies, the one she was meant to be moving to the play room before she was pulled into the on-call by Arizona. "I'll be right back, I promise", she said before sprinting down the hall. Every few steps she turned to look back at the broken resident, noting that his eyes never left her, watching her every step.
Coming to stand beside the assortment of supplies, she grabbed the ones that would be definitely needed, and probably some that weren't, but she didn't want to make the journey again. Something caught her eye, something just daring to appear in her peripheral line of vision. Turning her head she saw what it was. The small hole in the wall, it looked almost like a dusty spider because of the cracks in the paint and disturbances in the plaster. The bullet had come to rest in the wall behind which Arizona's head had been before Callie had pushed her out of the way. Like many things when it came to the blonde woman, Callie acted on instinct. A shiver ran the length of her spine as she allowed just for a moment the thought followed by the image of what would have happened had she not pushed Arizona out of the way. A wave of nausea fell across Callie, knocking her back slightly.
A vague groan that sounded like an odd version of her name reached her ears, bringing her back to her senses. Turning her whole body round she realised she'd just been standing on the spot, all the while being watched by Alex Karev. Taking a breath that was as deep as her lungs would allow, trying to calm her nerves, this tactic failed. She felt like every nerve in her body was on fire.
Fearful dark brown eyes, a little lighter than her own, watched her journey back. Kneeling back beside the injured surgeon she tried to give a small smile, but she couldn't even force herself to do that. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. Her hands shaking she lifted up Alex's sleeve further so it would be out of the way of the bandage. "Can you hold that?" the Latina indicated the bloody fabric which kept falling back down, making it impossible for her to cover his wound. With a groan, the injured man did as he was told. "You pushed him out of the way", Callie said, there was no room for question. Alex looked momentarily awkward before saying, "Couldn't let him shoot either of you". There was a moment before Karev, shrugged his shoulders, clearly trying to pass off the action as anything but caring but ended up hissing in pain instead.
"Just don't you dare tell anyone", Alex hissed through gritted teeth. Callie couldn't help the eyebrow rise, "You know women like heroes". She was trying and hopeful succeeding in dressing Karev's arm with him distracted. She knew the distraction technique worked well when fixing dislocated bones, but she knew its practice was successful in other fields too. "Really?" the injured resident said through still grimacing in pain, it was less so as Callie continued the make shift bandage. It was something he's need stitching a redressing as soon as possible. The blood was already seeping through the while bandage.
"Oh yeah, damsel in distress and all that", Callie said with more bravo than she was feeling right now. She just wanted to know what was going on. What were people doing to stop this? What was happening with Arizona? Had Robert Wright been caught yet? Alex smiled quite considerably, though with his current sallow skin tone, it made him look slightly evil. "Okay you can tell people, and that I was bleeding really bad", Karev said in a tone which made her realise he thought she'd have to lie for him. What he hadn't seemed to realise was the amount of blood it looked like he'd lost. She could see it had dripped down onto the ground beneath him in the short time it had taken her to retrieve the bandages. It wasn't a lot, but it was enough to kick reality right into her face. "Sure", she said with a faux laugh not wanting to alarm the man, who despite his talkative nature hadn't moved in about half an hour, and didn't look capable of doing so by himself anytime soon.
A slight noise a little away from them made both Alex and Callie jump, and then Alex wince in pain. Around the corner to her left shuffled one of the nurses on this floor, she looked scared but confident. Seeing Callie the woman smiled, and then looked rather shocked to see Alex half laid on the floor. Alex deciding to milk his injury all it was worth gave a small whimper, though it was possible she wasn't giving him enough credit, she guessed being shot really did hurt.
"Alyson managed to get Dr Altman on her cell, because the Chief wasn't answering", the young girl rushed, her voice clearly carrying signs of fear. Cell phones, why hadn't either Arizona or Callie thought of that? Wait. If Teddy could answer her phone she was no longer in surgery. Which only meant one thing… "Alyson told her what happened. Dr Altman said she'd fetch people up with her, to get the children out", the nurse finished. It was clear she seemed unaware of the fact that Rob was near enough holding Arizona hostage.
"Err…tell her thank you. Are the kids okay?" Callie asked, feeling as if she was having an out of body experience. Arizona was alone. If she was even still alive, that is. "Yes. A few a scared, we heard the gunshots. Where's Dr Robbins?" the woman asked, noticing for the first time that Arizona wasn't with them. "She's working on Samantha Wright, she took a turn for the worse", Callie replied; only slightly fabricating the truth. The new woman seemed to believe this without question, before walking back the way she'd come.
The Latina couldn't get to grips with what was happening. Within in the last three hours she'd gone from staring at the blonde across a waiting room, to avoiding her like the plague, to screaming at her, saving her life and telling her she loved her and now she was left waiting to know if the woman she loved was still alive. Looking across at the wall opposite where she was stood, she saw a similar whole in the wall to the dusty spider at the other end. The bullet which had narrowly missed or hit, she guessed she'd have to say, Karev. The only flicker of hope she had was that those he aimed at he seemed to miss, like Arizona and Alex, and then they were those who got hit by mistake, like Samantha.
A very loud and resounding crash made both surgeons jump; though once again Alex's reaction went one step further, and Callie could hear from the blood curdling scream that fell from his lips the pain was completely real. Several members of the hospital security, men in total black clothing with guns and Teddy amongst them filed into the small corridor. A few of the men in black went away from the play room and reception. It looked to Callie as if they were checking the coast was clear, while the rest went to the play room.
Teddy stood in shock as she took in Karev's appearance. It appeared he was in too much pain to flirt or over dramatise his injury, so he settled with his teeth grinding together, his face in a grimace. "Wha…what happened?" Teddy stammered slightly, causing Callie's level of fear to rise to a whole new level. Teddy Altman, a surgeon who had literally been in the middle of a war, sounded scared…things were bad.
Running her hand through her short curls, trying so hard to take a steadying breath she said, "The shooter here. His sister got shot at school and he wanted to save her. She was the patient Arizona wanted you to see." Her voice was shaking as she tried to keep herself under control, "He shot at us. Alex pushed him out of the way so he couldn't shoot at us again. Rob made Arizona say she'd do the operation. She didn't want to, told him she was only meant to be assisting you. But he made her say she'd do it. She was scared, Teddy. Like really scared". Biting her bottom lip, she felt the tears fall, but bit down hard to stop the sob from breaking free.
"She took him to the OR you were in, because she thought you might be there still", she continued, seeing Teddy's face fall. She watched as the other female surgeon took a shaky breath, "Greg Thompson died about an hour ago". Her heart plummeted. Rob Wright had just been ungraded to murderer. He'd killed his teacher. As that shocking revelation hit her, as did the second, Arizona could be next. "Oh god", Callie voice shook, knowing her eyes were wide, as she felt more useless and helpless than she'd ever felt in her life.
She had to do something. She NEEDED to do something. Teddy came into sharp focus, and she felt the cardio surgeon's hands take hold of her shoulders. It was at this point she realised she'd been practical bouncing on the balls of her feet, looking petrified. "I was in OR 2. Go sit and observe, try and stay out of sight. I will stay here, and come as soon as I can" the dirty blonde said, in what she would have to admit was a calming fashion. Only she was passed the stage at which a voice tone would calm her down, she needed to see Arizona. She needed to see her now! The second she felt Teddy's grip loosen she made to move, only for Teddy to grab her arm when she was a few steps away. "I mean it Callie. Observe. Don't even think about going into that OR. The likelihood of it being Rob who gets hurt is small, very small. So please don't risk your, that girl's or Arizona's life, got it?" It was almost like Teddy could read the Latina's mind, or her heart. Her heart was telling her to do what she had to keep Arizona save, while her head was agreeing with the woman before, trying to tell her heart this was how she could help. All Callie could do was nod. She could barely keep eye contact with the woman, who was holding fast to her arm. The thought that something she did or didn't do could get Arizona hurt, or worse, was beyond soul destroying. The grip was released, and off she ran, without looking back.
The journey to the observation area of OR 2 would have gone both quicker and smother if Callie hadn't been walking on egg shells. If she hadn't been looking around every corner, and flinching with every sound and movement. How one seventeen year old boy could inflict so much pain, suffering and fear into one building, she didn't know. All she knew, and she wasn't ashamed to admit it, she was terrified, though she didn't know at this point what she was most scared of.
There was complete silence in the observation area, not even the door creaked as it opened. No sounds, no vibrations, nothing. But the silence was thick and ominous, it might as well have been screaming. With the door slid back into its frame, the Latina shuffled forward trying to see in, without being seen. There were four people in the OR below, certainly not enough for the operation at hand, despite the fact that there Samantha lay with her chest open. Robert was standing to his back to the observation area, gun still aimed at Arizona who was across the table from him. Against hospital regulations, though she suspected at times like this the people in charge would understand, Arizona wasn't wearing a scrub cap, but her hair was fastened in a bun. Callie couldn't help but imagine the scene in which Arizona had been able to put on a mask and gloves but unable to put on her scrub cap. It looked odd, seeing Arizona working without one of her caps on.
Then there was a man and woman, though from the angle she was at, Callie couldn't identify either. The man however based on his position at the table was an anaesthesiologist, and she had to assume the woman was a scrub nurse. The nurse looked even more terrified than Callie felt, and considering how she felt that was saying something. She couldn't help but move forward, placing a hand on the window. She should be okay, Robert couldn't see her unless he turned completely, but to be on the safe side she wouldn't sit down, so she could move back out of sight if it was needed.
The nurse moved closer to Arizona, apparently looking down into the girl's chest, though she seemed to be standing a little too close to the blonde. Arizona looked up to speak to Robert. How the blonde surgeon could just look up and talk to the teenager with that weapon pointed straight at her, act as if everything was normal, she didn't know. She didn't think she would be brave enough to do it.
The armed man gave a swift nod, causing the nurse to leave the table to the other side of the room. All of a sudden Arizona's voice filled the small room, causing the Latina to jump, but thankfully she didn't move the hand which was resting on the glass, so no noise came out of her. "Air conditioning is the one way to keep these ORs cool enough to work in", the blonde said emphasizing one way. It didn't make sense. One way? "It doesn't matter what you do, it's just the one way" the blonde did it again. Then it hit her. The intercom was set up so she could hear those in the OR, but so they couldn't hear her. Wait did that mean …
The sapphire blue eyes flicked upwards in her direction, causing her to jump slightly yet again. She saw the small creases around Arizona's eyes that told her, there was an accompanying smile beneath her mask as she continued working. How? How had she seen her come in? She was careful and quiet, and she hadn't seen Arizona notice her.
The usual OR noises filled the room, while no one within the sterile room spoke. The additional noises did very little to ease the Latina's nerves, she wanted to get Arizona out of there, just get her out. She didn't care how; she just needed to get her out of there. She hated that her conscious couldn't get the faces of the two other people and Sam out of her head.
"Rob?" Arizona asked not looking up. The boy didn't answer but the blonde continued anyway, "If something goes wrong, can you please lower your gun?" Despite Arizona not looking up from her task, Callie could hear the slight shake in her voice. This time however Rob responded as he stepped even further towards the table, "Nothing will go wrong". The blonde's shoulder lowered slightly, even though the noise didn't reach the intercom, Callie knew she had sighed.
"She is very sick, Rob. Very sick, but I will do everything I can. Believe me I want to help her almost as much as you do. If something goes wrong, which it will because of how sick she is, I need to work as quickly as I can to save her. I may do something wrong because I'm panicking. So please if it happens lower the gun, and we can deal with what happens afterwards", Arizona explained, trying to sound confident. Callie could see the panic and fear set in the blue eyes as they finally rose to meet Rob's gaze. "I need you to help me save her", the blonde half pleaded.
Time seemed to drag as four medical practitioners hung on Robert's every breath. After what seemed an age the young man just nodded, but didn't lower the gun. Taking a deep breath, the blonde said in a low whisper, "Thank you" before lifting her gaze to Callie once again. The Latina could see the fear, no the terror staring back at her. A single tear fell down Callie's cheek, they'd been so stupid. She could see the tears flickering in the blonde's eyes, as she lowered her head and went back to the task at hand.
The blonde's voice was now almost consist, a mixture of conversation and ramble. Callie suspected it was to keep her mind off what could happen if she couldn't save Samantha. A sob which seemed to echo around the small space she was trapped in fell from Callie's mouth. Why had she lost her temper? No she knew why, and knew she was just, in her temper, just as Arizona had been in her own. She couldn't shake the feeling of dread, knowing that it could turn out that one of the last things she did to the blonde was shout at her. Arizona had to keep fighting, save that girl's life, because Callie didn't know if she could cope knowing the last real words the women had shared were those of anger.
A small noise behind her made her jump, and it took all her willpower not to let out some type of voice. As she turned, Teddy walked into the room, hands in the air, slightly showing the Latina that she wasn't dangerous. Callie shot the woman an angry glare. Arizona's voice travelled to them yet again, though this time she was asking for equipment. Teddy looked momentarily worried, seemingly having the same thought as she had done when the intercom was turned on. "It's only one way, they can't hear us", Callie whispered, though she was unsure why, because they couldn't be heard. Better to be safe than sorry.
The dirty blonde woman moved further into the room, followed by Owen. To say she was surprised to see the man would be an understatement. The two new additions to the small room took a seat next to where Callie was standing, almost pressed against the glass. A warm hand wrapped itself around her wrist. Looking down she saw it belonged to Teddy. "You can see just as well from here, you know", the blonde said softly, while Owen was giving her, his best kicked puppy eyes. Callie just let herself be pulled down into a seat, and while she could see just as well, she felt even more useless and helpless, because she was just sitting down while the woman of her heart was effectively fighting for her life.
"Do you have a girlfriend Rob?" Arizona asked, airily. What? Why was she asking that? It seemed the boy was put off by this question too, "err…yes she's called Katie". The blonde nodded collecting more equipment which at this distance Callie wouldn't identify. "She pretty?" Arizona continued. "Breath taking", the teen said sounding slightly dreamingly. "You got a boyfriend?" Robert asked, causing a slight laugh from Arizona herself as well the three other surgeons in the observation area. "No, I don't have a boyfriend", came the amused blonde's reply as her eyes once again flicked upwards to meet Callie's, only to look momentarily bemused at Teddy and Owen's appearance.
"Good girl", Teddy's voice sounded from beside her. Callie made a non-committal noise in confusion. The cardio surgeon's hand came into view just in front of the Latina's face, and pointed at Rob. It was then Callie realised the boy's grip on the gun has slackened greatly, and he had lowered the gun. It was still at an angle so if he wanted to do damage he could, but it looked less menacing. She couldn't help the smile and slight sigh that passed her lips. It was a small improvement, but an improvement none the less.
The door behind Callie, Teddy and Owen opened, causing them all to jerk around, and came face to face to a scared looking Mark and Lexie. Momentarily Callie allowed herself to enjoy the rush of relief she felt at seeing the two people she'd become accustomed to seeing everyday for these last three weeks, alive and safe. Both Mark and Lexie sat behind Owen and Teddy without saying a word.
The three interrupted surgeon's turned back to the scene that was playing out below them, though very little had changed. Callie wished she knew what the blonde was doing, so she could keep up, and maybe even gage how much longer they all had to endure this torture. Though it seemed Teddy did, which she supposed was a good thing considering this was meant to be a procedure she was to carrying out. Every so often Teddy would say things like, "Pericardium", "maybe Gore-Tex membrane" and "Gluteraldehyde". She didn't blame the blonde, she had watched other people within her own department operating, and couldn't help but follow their every move. Just right now, it was doing nothing for her nerves.
"Do you have a job, Robert?" Arizona asked, once again not looking up from the girl's chest. The teen chuckled slightly, "Yeah. Just deliver pizzas". Arizona didn't seem amused, well from the inch of so of Arizona's head Callie could see, so Callie guessed she wasn't. "Money is money" was Arizona's only response. "True. My uncle owns the place, so I've been working for him about … three and half years", Rob continued, though seemed to realise he had slackened on the metal weapon in his hand, because it was lifted slightly. "What's your uncle's place called?" Arizona continued, only slightly flinching when the gun was lifted upwards. "Zeeks" was the boy's reply.
Callie's heart plummeted, and saw the dawning of relation hit the blonde too. Zeeks was "their" place. A further realisation hit her square in the gut; Rob had delivered their pizza before, quite a few times in fact. She knew she recognised him, but assumed she must have seen him earlier in the pit, and not from the fact he'd come to their home on multiple occasions. Thankful for small mercies though, as it seemed that Robert hadn't recognised either Arizona or Callie, but then why would he? He must have delivered thousands of pizzas in the time they had been ordering from there.
"I've been there once or twice", the blonde admitted, looking even more nervous. She was worried that Rob might suddenly remember them. The fear and shock on Arizona's face became tenfold as the machines went crazy. Almost on instinct Rob lifted the gun back to eye level, while all surgeons in the observation gallery stood. Standing made Callie feel like she was doing something, like she wasn't just waiting round for something to happen.
"Do something!" Rob shouted. Callie could see Arizona was starting to freak out. "Put the gun down", Arizona shouted back just as frantically. When he didn't Arizona continued, "Rob, you promised me. I can't think straight. I can't save her with you waving that thing in my face. PLEASE lower it". The teenage boy hesitated for a moment before the weapon was lowered, signally to Arizona she could continue. It took a good few minutes to get whatever the problem was under control, yet again Callie wished she was in the OR with Arizona.
"I need … god I need Doctor Teddy Altman and Owen Hunt", the blonde rushed, and she felt Teddy tense beside her. "You have to save her! You promised", Rob said back, his own fear dripped off every word. "I can't do it alone. I need Doctor Altman and Doctor Hunt. They are the ones that can save Sam. Please let me get them", Arizona begged. She was effectively begging for own life. Callie had to resist the urge to run, to try anything to stop the young man who was aiming his gun which had injured so many and even killed one man at the person she loved more than any other. The only thing that was stopping her, was the knowledge that she might get Arizona shot in trying to stop that very thing happening.
"Okay" Rob gave in, and ordered the nameless scrub nurse to call the reception. "Stacy tell them what we need and where we are please", Arizona added slightly more politely. Stacy nodded, though eyed the gun clasped in Robert's hands as she stumbled backwards. The young nurse's conversation couldn't be picked up by intercom, but everyone in the gallery was silent hoping to pick something up. They all watched as the scrub nurse returned to her place around the table, hanging on every word, "They're on their way".
Callie shot Teddy a confused and received on similar back. Both women looked back down, to see Arizona's eyes rise to their level. The blonde head moved maybe half an inch, in what looked to be a nod. It was almost unnoticeable had they not been looking for it. "I don't get it" said Lexie from behind Owen. Teddy lifted a hand, and pointed at Owen and then herself, and Arizona once again gave her small nod, which was unnoticed by Rob as he was talking to his injured sister's body, pleading with her to pull through.
Both surgeons took off, in a blur of navy blue. Mark and Lexie moved to take the seats previously occupied by the two other surgeons, when Meredith and Cristina walked in, taking theirs. It was like a sick, version of musical chairs, only someone had forgotten the music, and the prizes were their own lives. It took several minutes for Teddy and Owen to enter the OR, the minutes passed in complete silence in the small room above the hectic operating room. No one spoke, though Callie jumped slightly when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Turning she saw the hand belonged to Cristina. She was unsure if the gesture was to allow her closer to the scene below or a genuine gesture of kindness and understanding that both of the people they loved were in danger right in front of them. She'd rather the latter.
When the OR door opened, all nine adults jumped with a start, Rob turning the gun on the intruders. "Teddy, I can't stop this bleeding", Arizona was the first to break the silence, her voice sounding more than a scared child then a world renounced surgeon in her field. The tone made Callie's eyes instantly tear up, and she couldn't help but feel the tug of the headache that was going to appear later, from all the day's crying. "Let me have a look" the dirty blonde said, apparently ignoring the mad man with a gun aimed at her, and walked the distance to the table, Owen at her side.
The PEDs surgeon moved out of the way, allowing Teddy access. When Arizona had moved, she'd moved just passed the table, enabling Callie to take in all of her. She had numerous bloody patches on her scrubs; Callie hoped they were Samantha's. Teddy seemed to dart all over, and be everywhere at once. At various times she had Owen, Arizona and Stacy holding bit of equipment, allowing suction and holding gauze where she commanded. No one in the observation area was speaking, god they were barely breathing. Cristina's hand was digging its way into Callie's shoulder, almost painfully so. It was a welcome distraction from their reality. "Damn it!" Teddy cursed.
The machines went wild once again, but this time Robert didn't lower his gun. "Fix her, fix her now!" the young boy shouted. Both blonde women stood looking at him, there was sadness in their eyes. Callie felt her heart sink, as the realisation of what their look meant hit her. "I'm sorry", Teddy's whisper just carried to intercom. No! No, no, no, no, no! They couldn't give up, they couldn't! Callie stood, hands resting on the glass, tears now pouring down her face, as if those few inches between her sitting and standing could bring her closer to the blonde. "I said FIX HER NOW" Robert screamed, his voice echoed around the small observational room. All the people in the small room were waiting on bated breath, waiting for the bullets to fly. "Robert…" Arizona's eyes soothed, causing the boy to turn the fraction on an inch, aiming the gun right into Arizona's face. "You promised. You promised me!" Rob screamed again, though this time everyone could hear the emotion slipping in.
So many things happened at once that Callie's brain couldn't register them all. The man she knew to be Owen turned and ran the small distance between himself and dark haired boy, colliding with him, sending both to the floor. While Teddy, leant forward to shield the young girl open on the table, as the OR doors swung over, and in filed several armed people dressed in black. From an undeterminable origin, she heard several gun shots, as the young boy was falling to the ground. Whether it had been from his gun or the four or five dark dressed people's guns, she didn't know. What held her full attention was Arizona slow motion descend, from the standing position and out of sight onto the floor.
She ran. Knocking into the people who had crowded in the small room. Friends, colleagues, god people she hadn't even had a conversation with, were all the same, as she ran passed them. Ignoring the lift, she ran almost skidding straight passed the stair well opening, only managing to stop by catching the doorframe. Her muscles burnt in protest of being used so vigorously, her breath laboured from the effort to keep running and keep breathing as her heart pounded and sobs took her over. She willed herself forward, willed herself keep going. Down four flights of stairs, nearly tripping over her own feet as her mind was trying to work faster than her legs would go. She managed to just jump the final five steps, and just continued running, ignoring the twinge of pain shooting up from the arch of her foot upwards. Her lungs felt like they were on fire, with each breath she took, as if they were trying their hardest to stop her from carrying on. Once she got to the OR room, she flung the doors open, not caring to scrub in. Slightly surprised as she pushed passed the armed people donned in black that they didn't turn in her direction, but suspected they have been warned that the crazy Latina might do, exactly what she was doing. She ignored the struggling teenage boy who was now being against the floor; face down by Owen and one of the now disarmed men. She resisted the urge to kick him, straight in the head, to inflict pain on him like he'd done so many others in this one day alone.
Arizona came into sight, sitting on the floor, her mask was flipped down, but hanging loosely from her neck. There was no blood, or none of her own that Callie could see, only Samantha's. Teddy was on her hunches next to the smaller blonde, as she struggled to breathe. Arizona's breathing was fast, shallow and panicked, her eyes were wide and Callie could see she was crying. Arizona was having a fully blown anxiety attack. The Ortho surgeon, rushed to the woman's side, noting Teddy shift slightly to accommodate her. "Hey", Callie said, trying to calm the woman down. It did nothing but enable Arizona to look up and focus on her, if anything her breathing became faster and more frantic. "Hey, hey, hey", the raven haired woman said moving closer still to Arizona's side. As Teddy moved completely away, Callie felt Arizona bodily move into her, and grabbing the collar of her coat pulled the Latina impossibly closer. Wrapping her arms around the smaller frame she could feel the blonde shaking as each breath raked through her small body. "I'm here Arizona, I've got you, I've got you", the Latina said repeatedly, placing an odd kiss into the blonde hair, hoping to sooth the panicking woman. Callie heard the heartbreaking sobs, only slightly muffled by her own lab coat, as Arizona held onto her as if her life depended on it.