Arizona was having a really crappy day. There was a car crash into a day care playground where dozens of children were playing in the rare Seattle sun. She had spent all day in surgery and lost fifty percent of her patients. One patient, a 6 year old boy named Timothy, had been the hardest on her.

"What do we have?" Arizona asks as she enters trauma 1. She seems that Amelia Shepherd is already carrying out a neuro check on what appears to be a massive open head wound, and there is a large piece of metal from the car penetrating the boys belly.

"Timothy Daniels, 6 years old, hit by flying debris following a car crash, sustained a head injury and penetrating stomach injury" Edwards lays it down. Arizona stands there for a few seconds, his name is Timothy, and he's Sofia's age. She feels sick and can't move, Arizona hesitates and this poor boy doesn't need that right now.

"Robbins?" Amelia pulls her from her thoughts and she begins working on the boy, using the ultrasound she checks his belly, he is definitely going to need surgery.

"Shepherd, how's his head?" Arizona knows he needs surgery but it all depends on his neuro checks.

"I need to operate, he has a massive bleed and I can see his brain so it may be completely useless." Amelia hates cases like these, there is almost always nothing that can be done to save the patient but he's just a child so she's going to try anyway.

"CT or straight to surgery?" Robbins is back on her game now, being professional and trying to save the boy.

"No time for CT, lets go." Arizona knows Timothy will probably die but she trusts Amelia to do all she can to save him. They run down the corridor pushing the gurney as fast as they can to the elevator that Edwards had run ahead to call.

The elevator to the OR floor seems so slow. Both women are preparing themselves for the job at hand. "I don't have time to scrub, if I don't get in there now he is definitely going to die" Amelia says to Arizona.

"I know, please just do what you can." Arizona looks stressed, she's usually so calm with her work, never letting traumas phase her but Amelia can see she's terrified.

"I will. You ok?"

"No, my brothers name was Timothy and this child is the same age as Sofia, it's a bit much." Amelia places her hand on Arizona's arm and smiles reassuringly. Arizona give a sad smile back.

The elevator doors open and before the women know it they're running to the OR. Amelia walks straight in and gets gloved and gowned beginning work immediately whilst Arizona goes to scrub as fast as she can.

Arizona enters the OR and both women work side by side, Amelia fixing Timothy's head whilst Arizona addresses his stomach injury. The surgery goes well for Amelia and she dresses his head once she is finished, just as his bp begins to drop, Arizona is still working on the major damage to his belly.

"What happened?" Amelia asks Arizona.

"He's got a bleed, but can't see where it's coming from. I can't see any bleeding. Is everything ok with his head?" Arizona is focused. Amelia checks his pupils quickly, both are equal and reactive, surprised she turns to Arizona.

"Yeah there's nothing wrong up here, I've fixed his head. It must be down there." Arizona is frantically looking around but can't see any blood. Then Timothy's heart stops.

"Crash cart" Amelia becomes frantic as well, she can't lose this child now, not after she just did an amazing job at fixing an unfixable head injury. "Charger to 250."

Both women try their absolute best to bring Timothy back but he is gone and neither woman knows why.

"Dammit" Arizona shouts in frustration and storms out of the OR pulling off her gown and gloves.

She walks away from the trauma and up towards the paeds ward but doesn't make it there. She's upset and angry. She enters a supply closet and sits on the floor in the darkest corner, unable to stop the tears that come so easily. She cries for what feels like forever. When she eventually calms down she heads to the attendings lounge and changes to leave for the day, she doesn't want to see anyone and is grateful that the lounge is empty as she changes out of her scrubs and into her street clothes. Arizona leaves the hospital and heads straight to Joes. It's only 5pm and she already needs to forget this day in a hurry.

Arizona sits down at the bar facing Joe.

"What can I get for you?" Joe asks in a friendly and calming tone.

"3 vodka shots please Joe."

"Bad day doctor?" Joe asks with concern in his voice, he can see by looking at Arizona that she's had a thought day. Arizona looks and him and nods whilst Joe pours her drinks. Arizona downs them one after another with no chaser and orders another 3 straight away. Joe complies. Arizona downs those 3 in the same way as the first 3. She orders another 3.

"I need your keys then Arizona." She hands her keys over to Joe and he continues pouring Arizona's drinks. She downs those as well. After 9 shots Arizona feels ready for a proper drink so she orders a glass of wine and quietly sits there, somewhat intoxicated lost in her thoughts of Timothy her patient and Tim her brother and her baby girl. Arizona continues drinking, ordering glass after glass of wine until she feels her phone vibrate in her pocket. She can barely read her text she's so drunk.

EM: Where are you? I'm at your house.

Shit Arizona thinks, she was supposed to be going on a date with Eliza tonight and she had completely forgotten. Arizona drops her phone on the bar because she can hardly hold it. There's no way she's walking out of this bar on her own one and a half legs she chuckles at her own thoughts. Joes picks up Arizona's phone and texts Eliza back.

AR: Hi, it's Joe. Arizona is here, drunk. Can you come get her? She's in no state to drive, I took her keys off of her hours ago.

EM: Be there in 10 minutes.

Joe puts Arizona's phone back on the bar in front of her. She tries to order another glass of wine. "I think you've had enough, you'll thank me for it tomorrow, plus someone is coming to pick you up." Arizona finishes her glass of wine, slower than she had been drinking all evening. A few minutes later she feels a hand on her back. She turns around to see Eliza stood there, a pretty pissed off expression on her face, quickly changing to a caring look when she sees the state Arizona is in.

"Come on, let's get you home. You better not puke in my car though." Eliza chuckles, she didn't think her night would consist of baby sitting this beautiful women. Eliza helps Arizona down from the stool she's sat on and steady a her on her feet holding her shoulders. Just at that moment Arizona leans over and throws up all over Eliza's shoes. Thankfully Arizona has her hair tied back, Eliza is just glad she drives in trainers and not heels otherwise it would be all over her feet too. Eliza rubs Arizona's back with one hand whilst still holding her steady with the other.

"Sorry Joe" Eliza says giving Joe an apologetic smile as she stands Arizona back upright.

"It's ok, I'm surprised she lasted that long, she's been here since 5. She had a rough day I think" Joe says coming around the bar with a mop and 2 plastic bags. One for Eliza's shoes and one for Arizona.

"Hmmm that explains it. I better get her home." Eliza puts Arizona's arm around her shoulders and stumbles out of Joes with her. As soon as they're outside the cold air makes Arizona sick again. This time Eliza manages to get out of the way quick enough and still not drop Arizona to the floor.

"I'm sorry." Arizona finally speaks.

"It's ok, Joe said you had a bad day." Eliza is concerned. Arizona didn't seem like the kind of person to get blind drunk just because she could.

"I'm sorry I couldn't save you." Eliza realises that Arizona isn't in fact talking to her so she doesn't respond and just concentrates on getting Arizona to the car.

Once at the car Eliza puts Arizona in and goes to the boot to change her shoes, she loves her car and doesn't want to get sick all over the floor. Luckily she always carries spare trainers with her. She changes her trainers and climbs in the drivers side. She looks across at Arizona who is completely passed out in the passenger seat. Eliza reaches across and buckles up Arizona's seatbelt before driving her home.

Eliza pulls up outside Arizona's house just as Andrew gets home.

"Hey Andrew, any chance of a hand getting her inside? She got drunk and Joe text me from her phone to go get her." Eliza is grateful when Andrew nods and heads over to Eliza's car to help.

"Do you know anything about what happened today?" Eliza asks Andrew curious as to what could upset Arizona so badly.

"She lost a little boy, he was 6 years old. That's all I know." Andrew knew more but he wasn't going to tell Eliza about Arizona's brother. She figured Arizona would tell her when she was ready.