I am realllyyy sorry for takes AGES to update. But here's the next chapter!
There's shouting.
Who's that shouting?
"Callie…"
Hmmm. That's funny. I swear that sounds just like my name.
"CALLIE!"
Someone slaps me. Owww that hurts!
"WAKE UP YOU USELESS WOMAN!"
I groan in protest as I force my eyes to open.
"Oh thank God. I guess you're not so useless after all!"
Another involuntary groan escapes me before I can reply.
"Gee thanks Nate…"
I stand up and feel the back of my head. There's blood and it's still really sore but at least I could stand up straight.
"What happened to…?"
"They're dead."
His breathing is heavy and I only just notice the amount of blood that has pooled around his leg. There is a trail a couple of meters behind him and I realise he must have dragged himself over to me to make sure I was alive.
My mind hits overdrive as I look around. Its still as noisy as ever but there aren't any guerrillas in sight. What the hell is going on?
"Torres!"
The Colonel jogs over and I immediately give him a quick report on what happened.
"We have to clear the area. There's a bomb not very far from here. I've ordered all personnel to evacuate the area immediately."
The existence of a bomb was nothing new. But Nate was injured, how fast could we get out of here?
"Torres, get Jones out of here as quick as you can. I'm going back to the bomb site to assess the situation."
I bend down to where Nate has slumped down after the Colonel arrived, he is still semi-conscious but the loss of blood and the shock of getting shot multiple times must have been getting too much for him.
"Nate! Come on buddy. Think of home for me! We gotta get home right? Me and you? We were going to get a place together and I was going to be your wingwoman to score you some girls!"
I say whatever comes off the top of my head as I struggle with his weight. His left leg seemed uninjured but the loss of blood was really affecting his movements.
I'm moving as fast as I can, yet it feels like I am walking in slow motion.
He laughs, or well more like grunts but at least I managed to get a reaction out of him.
My joy at finding that he was at least responsive was short lived when a blast from behind struck us at full force.
I don't know how Nate did it.
But somehow in that split second it took for the blast to reach us, he managed to shove me in front of him in order to get most of the impact.
I think this whole 'my world going black' thing is getting old before it happens again for a second time.
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
"Arizona. Stop tapping."
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
"Well I'm bored. So too bad Mark."
I continue tapping my pen against my chart and rest my chin over my palm. Like any other time when I find myself unable to concentrate on anything else… I wonder… What was Calliope doing right now?
Gaahh. Don't think about her Arizona.
After Callie's last letter telling Arizona that she wasn't coming back was the last time she heard from her. Arizona couldn't bring herself to send anymore letters.
Send being the keyword as she never got rid of the habit of writing letters to Calllie once in a while.
"You wanna join us in Joe's after your shift ends?"
The tapping stops.
Arizona looks at her watch, 9pm.
"Sure, why not. Not like I have anything better to do…"
"I thought you were going on a date tonight with what's her name?"
"Uhm… I cancelled? I'll probably bore her to death and vice versa anyway."
Mark raises his eyebrows and silently asks her to explain.
"You know… sometimes you have this awesome surgery and all you want to do is tell the whole world how you did the procedure and how the patient managed to pull through because of blab la bla?"
Mark nods his head in understanding. "Yea I tell Lexie about my surgeries and she tells me about hers."
"Well imagine going out with someone who yaps about… uhm… orchids all the time. And say, you were totally not interested in them. I mean at first its interesting, cause the pictures of the orchids are super pretty. But after two dates… they all kinda look the same!"
"Aahhh. I see. When are you going to schedule the third date then? Cause you know what happens on the third date!" He waggles his eyebrows.
"She can.. treat your 'lady garden' with her hands and-"
Until he remembers she said she cancelled.
"Whoa whoa whoa. Hang on a second. You cancelled on her when it was gna be the third date?"
"First of all Mark. Ew. Lady garden? Ew. And second of all, well…"
Mark ignores her first statement.
"If you were that bored of plants-"
"Orchids." Arizona immediately corrects him.
"Plants. Then how the hell was there even a second date?"
"The Robbins charm is just too strong to resist I guess." Arizona shrugs it off like it's the most obvious thing in the world.
"I'm sure." The sarcasm was not lost on Arizona.
He gives her a cheeky smile and goes back to reading… whatever it was that he was reading.
They go back to their silence minus the tapping of Arizona's pen on her charts.
"Hiya Arizona! Mark!" Lexie comes in and greets the two enthusiastically. She leans down and kisses her husband of 2 years sweetly and a tiny part of Arizona is extremely jealous of them.
She starts tapping her pen against her charts again at an even more furious speed than before.
Her mind whips right back to Calliope. After she left, Arizona tried dating other people.
Tried with a big fat capital T for Torres.
But none of them could cut it. None of them could cook a mean chicken picatta like her. None of them referred to themselves as a rock star like her.
None of them were the Calliope Torres that Arizona's heart longed for.
She looked outside at the sky and thought. Hey at least we're starring up at the same sky right?
As disgustingly cheesy as that sounded, it was the only thing she felt she could do with Calliope in a strange way cause Callie could be starring up at the sky at that moment too.
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
Unlike the first time I pass out, this time I wake up of my own accord.
I was looking up to the sky that was so blue and there wasn't a single cloud in sight. The sky didn't mirror our current situation at all.
There's a heavy weight on me but I don't have the strength to move. I could only just stare at the sky.
My mind was foggy and it took up all of my energy just to keep my eyes open.
Suddenly someone looks over me and they're probably shouting but I can't seem to hear the words.
He's not shooting at me so he was definitely a comrade.
I can't recognise their voice cause I can't hear anything clearly. I can't recognise their face because it's so blurry.
Everything was just so darn blurry…