Arizona left the room in silence. Psych had still not arrived, but people were around. Nothing could happen.
She walked along the corridor not paying attention to where she was headed. She found herself at the on-call room where she'd betrayed Callie. She couldn't go in. She found herself at a supply closet, one just like the one where Callie had…
She didn't know whether it was better to face people. As she was wondering what to do, Alex Karev appeared behind her.
''I heard about Callie'', he said. ''Are you ok?''
Arizona did not respond. She turned her back on Karev and entered the closet.
''You can't just hide away in here'', Karev proclaimed, opening the door and letting himself in.
''why not?'' demanded Arizona. ''Why can't I hide in here? Everyone's staring at me. They're staring at me like, 'oh, there goes that bitch that cheated on her wife and told her to cut off her leg'. They're staring at me and I have nothing to say. Nothing. Because it's true. She's been there for me. She's done everything for me for months and I didn't see it. I was selfish. I cheated on her. And I destroyed her. That's my wife and I'm supposed to love her, and I do, and I destroyed her. I can't even look her in the eye because I know that it was me, me, her wife, who did that to her. And I can't be out there because everyone else knows that too. And nothing, nothing, is worth anything without her. And there she is, destroyed, because of me. So why? Why, Alex? Tell me why I can't hide in here?''
He embraced her in a hug as she collapsed on the floor, crying uncontrollably.
''I broke her'', she cried, ''I broke her and I don't think I can fix it''.
***
Callie told the man in the smart clothes for the hundredth time, ''I'm fine. I don't need a pyschiatrist''.
Arizona entered the room slowly, almost reluctantly.
''Calliope,'' the man asked, ''have you had any other thoughts of harming yourself?''
''No'', replied Callie.
''Would you like to tell me more about the incident this morning?''
''No''.
The man turned to Arizona. ''Can I have a quick word outside?''
''erm…sure'' replied Arizona.
''You're her wife? Arizona Robbins?''
''Yeah''
''I'm the on-call psychiatrist, Dr-''
''What's happening?''
''Well, at this point in time, I'm not-''
''I asked you what's happening with my wife?''
''Fine,'' he sighed, ''At the moment she isn't willing to talk. I've spoken briefly to some of the nurses, who seem to be concerned for her psychological welfare. Physically, she could be discharged, but I know that Owen Hunt is reluctant to discharge her due to her emotional state. Some of the nurses have reported that Calliope is unresponsive and has been talking when nobody else is in the room. This would indicate tha-''
''I know what that indicates'', snapped Arizona. ''Tell me what's going to happen to my wife''.
''Well, she's still not saying anything, but given the incidents this past week or so, I would recommend admitting her for observation, just until we can be sure she won't try to harm herself again''.
''Admitting her?'' Arizona asked. ''To psych?''
''Just as a short term solution, I believe-''
''She won't allow you to admit her.''
''I'm afraid that, under the circumstances, we can't do a full evaluation. She simply won't co-operate. We feel it's best-''
''We?'' asked Arizona. ''We? As in 'this institution'? As in 'this hospital'? I freaking own this hospital; Callie freaking owns this hospital. You're speaking for this hospital?''
''I understand that this is difficult for you, Dr Robbins''
''Difficult?'' spat Arizona, sceptically.
''Dr Robbins, I feel that your wife has most probably suffered some level of a breakdown, and is experiencing some level of psychosis as a result. She has already tried to harm herself twice. I can reasonably believe she is hallucinating. It's in her best interests, in your best interests-''
''Don't tell me what's in my best interests''
''-and of your child''
''what about Sofia?''
''Unfortunately, if Calliope were to return home with you, social services would have to be informed''
''social services?''
''Arizona, let me be straight with you. I'm worried. Very worried. I'm worried about what would happen if you left Calliope alone. I'm worried about her safety, and, quite frankly, I'm worried about the child's safety. I understand that you and your wife will be upset, but I trust that you want to protect her?''
''of course I do''
''you can't watch her constantly. You can't keep her safe''
Arizona did not reply. She looked into the room and saw Callie watching; waiting. She couldn't allow anything else to happen to her. This was all her fault and it was beyond her control; she couldn't help Callie.
''We would, of course, appreciate your permission?''
''Yeah,'' whispered Arizona quietly. She cleared her throat. ''Yeah, you have it''.
Arizona heard the words in the back of her mind, ''I need you to promise me something…'', ''I promise''.