Here's Chapter 9 folks! Thanks for waiting :)

"Your son will be perfectly fine Mrs. Lee."

She reciprocates the genuine smile that the Chinese woman flashes in her direction before pulling her into a tight hug and sobbing.

Arizona had performed a surgery on her son to remove his appendicitis, although an almost everyday procedure for her, but to any parent, surgery meant serious business.

She walks out of the patient's room and comes across her colleagues watching the small television stuck in the corner with grim faces.

Arizona places her chart back at the nurse's station and looks up to the television.

"There was an ambush on US and British Forces yesterday in Iraq. Civilians and soldiers alike have been killed." The blonde reporter was saying.

"At the moment, we have very limited information about what happened but what we do know was that there were two suicide bombers who had acted as decoys as a bigger bomb was snuck into the base camp."

A gasp was heard, it might have been one of the doctor's or one of the patients or one of the patient's relatives, friends, whatever, Arizona didn't care. Her eyes were glued to the television and she was hanging on to every word the reporter was telling her.

"The US and British forces returned fire and the troops were able to locate the bomb. However, the bomb disposal expert on site was not able to successfully defuse the bomb before it exploded. It was an improvised explosive device that he could not have detected."

Images of soldiers and the base camp at what Arizona assumed was where the bombing has taken place were shown.

"Now over to Scott for the weather report…"

Arizona turned her back to the television.

It was almost repetitive. Bad news was on everyday without fail.

Charts were roughly grabbed and the force Arizona used to open them could have tore them apart.

The news was always reporting deaths and injuries and situations that no one would ever think about or want to ever get into.

"You okay?" Teddy walked over to Arizona and placed her hand over her best friend's shoulder.

"Well, news about how there are still 50,000 troops over Iraq and lots more in Afghanistan and people dying over there pops up on the news all the time."

Teddy stays silent, knowing that Arizona still had things to say about the matter.

"And yet… Callie doesn't contact… Any of us. I mean I know Callie's parents wouldn't hide anything from me. But then again I did sort of break her heart… And… if she were… you know… someone would tell me right? So I guess in that sense, no news is good news."

At the end of Arizona's ramble Teddy gives her a small smile, "Owen and I went to Iraq and we came back in one piece Arizona. Wherever Callie is, I'm sure she's alright."

"Callie's badass." Mark says, joining in the conversation. "She's probably an even bigger rockstar over there, saving lives on the hood of a car, sand blowing around everywhere while she takes her Ray-bans off her face, bossing people around."

Arizona can't help but smile when she remembers Callie telling her what she said to the chief when he didn't give her the attending position. That she was a 'rockstar with a scalpel'.

"Maybe she even learned that trick from Owen! You know the one where he stuck a pen in somebody's throat to intubate them-"

"Excuse me, doctors. Chief Webber is requesting a meeting with all heads of departments in Conferences Room 2 in 10 minutes. A page will be sent out in a minute but since y'all are here I might as well let you know now!" Nurse Sonya gives them a really big smile before going into the office, presumably to do more filing.

"Wow, somebody must be getting some really good sex."

Teddy elbows Mark on his side for good measure. "Geez Mark, is sex really all you think about?"

"So you're telling me that if you had really awesome, fantastic, mind-blowingly awesome sex, you wouldn't be smiling like that?"

"How do you even know she's that happy with the sex she's having with… whoever she's having it with? Or even if its sex that she's happy about. I mean she could've had a really orgasmic… donut or something!"

Arizona turns to Teddy expecting her to agree, only to be met with a look saying, 'Really Arizona? You would smile that much over a donut?'

"Oh because-"

"Meeting in Conference room 2 guys." Derek cuts in and dumps his charts and sighs.

"What's up with you?" Mark folds his arms across his chess and bumps his elbow against Derek's shoulder.

Their topic of Nurse Sonya's sex or sex-less love life is forgotten for the moment.

"Chief said the meeting is about soldiers coming in from Iraq. We don't know how badly they're hurt, but to have to come over more than 6,000 miles to get medical treatment…" He didn't need to finish his sentence for them to understand what he was trying to say.

Teddy's soft tone breaks them out of their thoughts, "We better get going then. I'll see you later Arizona?"

"Yup, OR 2 for Baby Jenna's heart surgery."

Teddy gives her an encouraging smile and walks towards to lift and the rest of them who were paged follow behind her.

Arizona usually felt uneasy after news like today, but with Seattle Grace involved in it somehow, she was conflicted between wanting to see Callie… but that would mean that she was hurt, which was something Arizona definitely didn't want. But she wanted to know that Callie was at least all right.

Feeling like the vicious cycle in the mind had to come to an end, she decided to do something more productive and went to the playroom to grab the scrabble board to play with Jimmy in room 34.

"Ngguhh…"

"She's coming around." A female voice says.

"Major Torres?" This voice is male.

It takes Callie almost every ounce of energy just to open her eyes.

"Alrighty, Major Torres, blink twice if you can hear me."

Callie does what she is told and someone offers her a sip of water from a straw that she accepts gratefully.

"W-what happened?"

"You had a bit of a minor concussion yesterday. We're sending you along with fifteen others in need of better medical facilities that we cannot provide here."

Callie nods and is just about to pass out when she forces her eyes back open to ask the doctor a question.

"Hey Doc, is there a Nathan Jones here?"

She prays with all her heart that she hears the answer she wants to hear.

"Ah yes, Captain Jones has been put under an induced coma. He'll be flying out with you later tonight."

Knowing that Nate was sort of okay and was hanging on was enough for Callie, she was so tired… she didn't even have the energy think of exactly where she was going to be flying to that night before her eyelids shut involuntarily and sleep took over her.

I guess the next chapter *might* be the reunion we've all been waiting for!