Callie's POV:

I don't know what's worse having my heartbroken by her, or knowing that she doesn't need me anymore, or that possible that she doesn't care about me anymore. I mean she sent me away on a lockdown that could be anything. I'm walking down to the first floor, I know the lockdown has to be pretty horrible, because the elevators are shut down. I hate this, the stupid PEDS floor is on the 10th story. I have finally made to the 5th floor, when I hear a gunshot. I know why they called the lockdown, to make sure nobody died, I should has followed those god dam rules, so I could my heartbreaker.
Now the only way to protect her is to risk my life getting the gun away from the shooter. I look out the tiny window on the door, on the staircase. This guy, the shooter looks around 50, but still strong. I look around and notice that he has shot down the whole floor, I look back at him, when I notice his eyes are in mine. I open the door, and I know that he is going up, to my Arizona. New goal: Callie you are going to stop him. I walk up to him with my hands up, looking up the barrel of a handgun, looking death straight in the eyes, and not feeling fear, should sound suicidal, but it doesn't to me because I'm saving my love.
" Sir..." The first word I spoke, was met by the sound of a gunshot, and unbelievable pain in my right leg. I feel myself tumble to the ground. He then speaks to me, " I don't want to hurt anymore people, I mean kill anymore"
I am crying, but I feel adrenaline fly through my body. I don't feel pain, but I know it's there. I stand up, I stumble forward, until I hit a wall. I look at the back of my leg, praying that the bullet went all the way through, it did. I look back up to, again looking into the barrel of the gun again. I limo or jump however you look at it I try to make my way over to him. That's when I here the ringing in my ears start again, the gun sounds again, but this time the pain is in my left shoulder. This time I feel my body get ejected into the wall. I still stand and look at my shoulder, it didn't go through. I know I'm screwed , and dead. " Don't move again, or this bullet is going through your heart", he says. I push myself up right. He straightens the gun. I put my hands up. "Sir, what is your name, and your bleeding you need help", I ask, hoping if I help him, I can convince to leave the 10th floor unharmed.
"Gary, Gary Clarke, and if you help me I will leave you alive" he tells me, be I instantly know he isn't a bad guy. " Mr. Clarke, you need to help me to the supply closet, so I can get the medical supplies you need", I say pleadingly. He nods walking over to my right side and puts his arm under my shoulder, and helps me through the hallway. We get to the closet, and he opens the door. " Sir, I am not a trauma surgeon, so the only thing I can do is stop the bleeding" I try to make him understand, he nods his heads. " Press them to the wound, and it should stop the bleeding", he again nods his head, I start to feel faint, when he walks away, " Sir, wait, can you do me a favor" he turns back with quilt clearly written on his face. The ringing fills my ears again for the 3rd time in the past 15 minutes, but this time the pain fills my chest, I pushed his limit, I paid for it.
"Yes, but you jut gave your life for it" he murmurs to me quietly, I shake my head. " Can you stay away from the 10th floor, it is the PEDS floor", he looks confused, so I explain," it's the kids floor". He smiles, and nods his head in a thank you. He says sorry, and walk aways. I smile knowing I made the right choice.
I know I shouldn't believe him, I mean he shot me, but I do. I know he doesn't want to kill more, but he may stumble across the 10th floor and kill, so I pull myself to the stairs, and start my horrifying journey.
I make it to the 7th floor, when I am to exhausted and drained of blood to continue, when I her a voice," yes chief all are dead in this floor" I shout and scream, or as much as a dead person can. I hear him coming, he is a SWAT. I tell him what happened, he gets them to turn the elevators on, when I tell him I need Altmen, and Bailey to perform surgery on me.
He wants to go down with me, but I again choose Arizona, my love, over myself, god I hope she knows how much I love her, I tell him I am one person, and to go to the 10th floor and protect the children. He listens, drags me to the elevator, and starts to walk away, when I yell for him to come back, he does.
" Can you get my phone for me, it's in my left pocket, I would get it but...", he smiles sadly, and grabs it, I look at his young handsome face, and smile when he blushes, when his hand is in my pants," I hope you survive" I nod in response. He hands me the phone and leaves.
I dial the familiar number, and shakily put it to my ear. I finally feel the pain, the life leaving my body, when she picks ups it instantly disappears. " Arizona Robbins" I hear her cheerful voice, it makes me feel like her making me leave was the best thing in the world. " I love you... I can live without kids, I I have you that's all I ne..." I get cut off by the beautifully angry voice" Calliope? You can't call me and expect me to forgive you, your dreaming". I stop her asking her the one question that has been bothering me since we broke up, " do you still love me"? All I hear is silence for the first 30 seconds then a door shutting and then" Callie, shut up, I don't know what is wrong with you, but I have a girl about to die, and I'm tired of your crap!" She hangs up, then I cough up blood and feel the physical and now emotional pain, in my body. The last thing I remember is the ding of the elevator opening on the first floor, and Miranda's and Teddy's gasp, before I fall into a endless sleep.