Eliza shut Arizona's front door behind her. Just standing there for a minute. Thinking. She shouldn't have treated her girlfriend like that, Eliza knew that but Arizona kept pushing and she hasn't talked at all about what happened yet. She still can't bring herself to say the words to herself, let alone someone else. Eliza began walking, not really knowing where she was heading, lost in thought.

Before she knew it Eliza was walking into a small bar not far from her hotel. She had been here before a few weeks ago and remembered the place well. She grabbed a seat at the bar and ordered her usual three vodka shots and beer. Knowing drinking today was a bad idea but not caring at that moment in time. She downed the shots and started on her beer, promptly ordering three more shots and downing them in much the same fashion. Just as Eliza finished her first beer she ordered three more shots and a second beer. Suddenly someone familiar sat down next to her. Eliza looked up seeing Richard Webber sat on the bar stool next to her. Seeing Richard caused Eliza to very quickly down her latest three shots. She was losing count of how many she'd had by this point.

Eliza went to order three more as Richard spoke to her. "Dr. Minnick, that's a bad idea." He said, clearly concerned about her.

"I don't think it is." Eliza retorted. Richard pulled his phone from his pocket, texting Arizona.

RW: Robbins, come get your drunk girlfriend please? She looks like she needs someone and I can't be baby sitting a drunk right now.

Arizona replied almost instantly.

AR: Oh god. Where are you?

RW: The Bear, just around the corner from The Archfield.

AR: I'll be there in 20 minutes. I'm am so sorry.

Putting his phone away he turned his attention back to Dr. Minnick. Even though Richard didn't want to deal with Eliza right now he tried talking to her, deciding to at least stay with her until Arizona arrived.

"What brings you here?" He asked politely.

"Shitty couple of days and a need to get blind drunk?" Eliza replied.

"Does it help? The getting drunk I mean." Richard questioned Eliza, already knowing the answer.

"Let me buy you a drink and we'll find out." Eliza teased back. Cocky as ever.

"Sorry, can't do that. I don't drink, I'm a recovering alcoholic." Eliza looked at Richard, shock evident on her face. She hadn't been expecting that. "I know it doesn't help. What's going on?" Richard had softened towards Eliza as soon as he saw her sat at the bar downing shot after shot. In the hospital she's always been so together, seeing her like this made it clear to him it was all just a front.

"Arizona smokes." Eliza stated matter of factly.

"I know that, but why is it affecting you so much?" Richard questioned, causing Eliza to really look at the man sat next to her. Due to her drunken demeanour she felt like she could talk at the moment.

"My mother." Eliza stuttered. "She smoked, since she was 15." Eliza eyes started to fill with water, shining a little. "She died three months ago from lung cancer." Eliza finally blurted out. "She's the reason I left my last hospital and my home and came to Seattle. To get away from the memories and the pain. Then I find out my girlfriend smokes. I can't deal with it, it hurts too much right now."

Richard saw all of Eliza insecurities in that moment. She wasn't the cocky, confident doctor that everyone at the hospital disliked. She was just a person, struggling with her own demons, trying to move past her pain.

"I'm sorry." Was all Richard could say. Nothing he did would make it better for the woman he was sat with but he said sorry anyway.

"It isn't your fault is it? She's the one that smoked, she's the one that left me, she's the one that died." Eliza was angry, not at Richard for apologising, because that's what people do, but at her mother for leaving her.

"Hey, it's ok. You're going to be ok. It'll take time and it'll hurt, but you'll get past it." He said calmly, trying to calm Eliza as well.

Just then Arizona walked into the bar, quite shocked when she spotted the two people she cared about most in Seattle sat together. Arizona walked over to them, making sure Richard saw her before Eliza. He looked at the blonde and gave her a gentle smile, letting her know he was ok.

Arizona gently placed her hand on Eliza's back. Causing her to turn and look at the blonde. "Hey you." Arizona said lovingly, gently rubbing Eliza's back.

Richard excused himself and left the bar, leaving the two women alone together.

"So this is becoming quite the habit, one of us ending up drunk in a bar being rescued by the other." Arizona said chuckling nervously.

"Mmmm I guess it is." Eliza responded with a sad smile. "I'm sorry, about before. Leaving, like that." The brunette was struggling with words, the shots beginning to take full affect now.

"You don't need to apologise to me. I'm the one that needs to apologise. I shouldn't have lied to you. And I shouldn't have pushed you to talk to me." Arizona said, trying to make Eliza feel better.

"No, pushing's good." Eliza wobbled a little on her stool. Arizona supporting her from where she was stood next to her.

"Come on, let's get you to your hotel." Arizona coaxed Eliza.

"I can walk." Eliza stated bluntly.

"Mmmhm" was the only response she got as she got down from her stool and fell into Arizona's arms. Luckily Arizona had a feeling it would be going this way and was ready to catch her.

Arizona paid the bill, and put Eliza's arm across her shoulders, carefully guiding them both out of the pub and down the street. Neither woman saying a word.

Once they reached The Archfield, Arizona got them in the elevator and up to Eliza's room without too much trouble, although Eliza wasn't easy to deal with when she was drunk. Arizona already knew this and was a bit better prepared for it tonight. Arizona took Eliza's key from her, unlocking the door to Eliza's room and guiding her into it.

Arizona put Eliza to bed, placing a glass of water next to her on the bedside table, just like she had that morning. This time though she placed the bin next to the bed as well.

"You staying?" Eliza asked Arizona, not really able to speak properly.

"No. You need to sort yourself out Eliza. Call me when you're ready." Arizona wasn't angry at Eliza, she just wanted her to be ok and her being around seemed to be making things worse at the moment. She wrote her girlfriend a note, leaving it on the desk because she was certain Eliza wouldn't remember any of tonight in the morning.

Eliza,

I brought you back to your hotel but you need some time to sort yourself out.

Call me when you're ready.

Arizona xx

Once she had finished the note she placed a kiss on her girlfriends head, making sure the curtains were drawn and the lights were all off, ready for the monster hangover Eliza was going to have tomorrow, before leaving. Arizona left her girlfriend, already passed out, fully clothed on the bed. Arizona was fairly sure Eliza hadn't eaten anything today due to feeling so hungover anyway so tomorrow wasn't going to be pleasant for her.

Arizona headed down to her car which she'd parked in the Archfield car park when she came to get Eliza, knowing the brunette was staying here. She sat in her car, thinking about everything that had happened today, trying to make sense of it. Arizona decided to text Richard and thank him.

AR: Thank you, for looking after Eliza, and for letting me know where she was.

RW: No problem. Robbins, be careful with her, she's a mess right now. She needs you.

AR: I know. I'm sorry you got dragged into it.

RW: It's ok, she isn't the person we all see at work. I see why you like her.

AR: Thank you.

After exchanging a couple of messages, Arizona drove home, she'd had a long day and was exhausted. It wasn't long after she got into bed that she was fast asleep.