A/N: Ask and you shall receive, kind of. I'm still trying to figure out where to find a beta reader so if you guys want to point, push or shove me in the direction it would be greatly appreciated. You guys asked for family time which you will get in the next few chapters. I will say that I'm going to be a rebel and break the rules and give you guys sexy time as well, but be warned I have never written sexy time before so go easy on me. So enough of my talking, hope you enjoy. And all mistakes are mine.
Alex and I are in the OR for a few hours when Rakan goes into cardiac arrest. "No come on buddy, we are almost done!" Alex says as he removes his hands from his chest. "Get the paddles and charge to 150."
The nurse does as she is told, and brings the deliberator over to his side. Alex grabs the paddles and looks at the machine, "clear" everyone around the table takes their hands off of Rakan and Alex shocks his heart.
We wait a few seconds, it seems like it did the trick but soon his heart stops again. "Charge to 175." As before the nurse does as she is told, and Alex gives Rakan another jolt. It didn't work again, "charge to 200!" Alex's voice becomes shakier. He doesn't want this kid to die and nor do I. We get the same result when we charge to 200. "Damn it!" Alex yells, "Charge to the max, 360!"
When Alex says this I place my hand over his, his head snaps over to me and I faintly shake my head no. Alex drops the paddles and slams his hands on the table. He looks over to clock, "Rakan Al- Salman," he pauses for a moment, "time of death 9:45 a.m."
He rips off his scrub mask and storms out of the OR, "I want to ring the neck of the fucker who did this to him." He says before he leaves.
That makes two of us, only when I get my hands on him he won't live to tell the tale. By the time I go to scrub out Alex is long gone. I go outside to the nurse's station and fill out a chart for Rakan.
"I'm hoping that Alex was being an idiot and you kicked him out of your OR." Bailey says from right behind me.
I turn around to face her and I'm greeted not only by Bailey but Owen as well, who is standing right next to her. I can see the look of defeat in both of their eyes. "He didn't make it," I respond in a soft whisper.
Owen just sighs and places his hands on his hip. "Owen, the commissioner is asking for you. They want to start the press conference." Shannon, his secretary says from the main entrance of the Operating Wing. Owen offers a weak a smile and goes off towards the main entrance following Shannon.
Not soon after, Bailey gets paged and she takes off going upstairs. Once Bailey is gone I finish filling out the chart and slowly make my way upstairs. By the time I make it to my office its 10 a.m. I walk over to my desk and plop down in my chair; the lack of sleep is definitely catching up to me.
I grab a blank form and start writing everything that happened that led up to Rakan's death. It takes me a little while to fill it out because he has never been a patient at this hospital. It takes me another hour before I complete everything. Once I'm done I turn on my computer and access the employee database, mainly the nurse's work schedule downstairs in cardio.
It takes me all of two seconds to find Mike's work schedule, but before I can do anything about it there is a knock at my door, it's Owen. "I figured you would be home by now."
"Yeah you know paperwork. I want to get it done while it's still fresh in mind, what's up?" I say with a tired smile.
"I hate to be the bearer of bad news but since you worked last night and through most of the morning you can't work tonight and have to come in tomorrow night. You know the new policy that we put into the place?"
"Yeah that's not a problem, I don't think we have anything planned for Saturday evening and if we do I'll just send my angry wife your way." My smile grows wider and so does his.
"Well than I guess I need to work on my hiding skills." He says with smile before he leaves my office.
I wait a few minutes before I look over to my computer screen to see Mike's work schedule on it. He is working the night shift tonight, Saturday and has Sunday off. That gives me three days to start my ritual. I click out of his work schedule and pull up his personal file. He lives at 14713 NE 31 ST, Bellevue. That is on the other side of Seattle where my old apartment is. I grab a post it note and write down his address, because this doctor is going to be making a house call.
With his address in hand, I turn off my computer and grab the paper work for Rakan so I can drop it off to HR when I leave. Before I get up out of my chair Dr. Cosler appears in my doorway.
"On a scale of one to ten how important is your question because I'm leaving and not coming back until Saturday evening."
"It's about a nine, HR is bugging be about your back up plan if Karev goes to another hospital." Dr. Cosler asks.
"Um," I glance around at the hot mess I call desk looking for two folders. "I do, Polly Preston from the University of Michigan program is definitely my number two pick, and Ron Falco from the University of Harvard is my number three pick. I have their files somewhere, it's been a crazy few days and I haven't had time to clean my desk." I glance back up to Dr. Cosler.
He just looks at me and shakes his head, "well HR needs them by to 5pm today so I guess it spring cleaning for you." He gives me a small smile before he leaves.
I turn my chair around so my back is facing the door and I start to go through my filing cabinets looking for Polly and Ron's file. My lack of sleep mixed with my deadline have caused me to let down my guard a little. I don't realize that someone else has entered my office until I hear my door close and the sound of them locking it.
I find the files that I'm looking for and before I can turn around to see who has entered my office I feel two warm hands slid over my shoulders and under my hair. With a nice gentle touch they start massaging my neck in small circles putting the right amount of pressure into it.
"Hmmm, you have two hours to stop doing that" I say as I lean my head forward to give Callie more room for her to work her magic.
"Well you only get an hour, because I start work at noon." Callie says, "I don't think I have seen your office this messy in years." Callie continues to massage neck as she looks around my office.
"It's been a long day," I'm about to say more but I stop when Callie's hands slide down to the middle of my back and she puts more pressure on it and all I can do is let out a soft moan.
For a while neither of us speak as I let Callie's fingers work their magic up and down my back. My head is lying completely on the filing cabinet in front of me and I have lost the ability to keep my eyes open at this time. Gradually Callie's hands begin to slow down and lighten up. I'm about to turn around and thank her when I feel her hands ghost up my spine. She pushes my hair over to one side and places a kiss on neck next to my jawbone, followed by another kiss on the middle of my neck.
After the kiss she moves to base of my neck where she nips at it only to kiss it soon after to soothe away the pain. She kisses and nips her way up my neck while her hands slide back down to the bottom of my shirt, where her fingers flirt with the hem before going underneath it. My heart speeds up and breathing becoming faster as Callie's fingers work their way up my back only this time there is no barrier between us.
As Callie's fingers begin to work their way back up to my shoulders she is also lifting up my top as well, and soon she stops what she is doing so she can take it off completely. Her hands return to my shoulders before one of them dips down in front of me to tease the top part of my bra, and I feel a small amount of arousal running through my blood like electricity. It isn't until her other hand slips under my arm and caresses my breast when I start to feel wetness gather between my thighs.
Instead of laying my head back down on the filing cabinet I am leaning back against the chair and against Callie. I am completely at her mercy as she continues to tease and torment me.
"Callie," I whisper.
"Shh" Callie purrs in my ear as her index finger slides down my stomach. She makes sure that she takes her time when she reaches the small area that is on the lower left side of my stomach.
To everyone around me I am not a ticklish person. Under the arm, under the feet even the side of stomach, you will not get a reaction from me. But Callie is the only person to know that I have one sensitive spot and she knows how to use it to her advantage.
Her finger continues on its journey down to the hem of my pants. She plays with the boarder of my pants occasionally dipping her hand down only to have it come back to the surface just as quickly as it dipped down. When she gets done playing with my pants she starts to untie them, very slowly.
When she unties them she slowly slides them down my legs. The more she slides my pants down my legs the more her body starts to push against mine until she is hovering over me on my left side. My pants are by knees when I raise my hands and wrap them around her trapping her where she is. I turn my head to look at her, and her eyes, which are always a nice dark chocolate, are now black and filled with lust.
We don't say anything to each other as we lean in to kiss each other. It starts off loving and sweet and just grows from there. I turn my chair to face her more as my hands cup her face and her hands move upwards to grab a fist full of my hair.
Her lips are warm and intoxicating and not too soon after she opens her mouth and our tongues begin play with each other. I am completely turned around so my back is now facing the filing cabinet, and in one fluid motion I lift myself from the chair, lift Callie so she is sitting on my desk, and I shove everything that is directly behind her off my desk.
It's my turn to tease, play and worship her body. I leave her warm lips and start to kiss her jaw line and I work my way over to her throat. Her head rolls back exposing her neck and throat and I stick out my tongue to lick my way down to her chest. I'm forced to stop when I reach the cloth material of her black v neck t-shirt.
Unlike her I don't take the time to tease her at the bottom of her shirt. She has already wound me up and I have little to no patience right now. So I quickly remove her shirt and my mouth returns to her body and picks up where it left off.
"Oh dios Arizona no se detienen," Callie whispers as her legs spread wider and her arms wrap around me to pull me her closer to her.
I kiss back up her body while I take her bra off with my left hand. Callie lets out a low deep moan. I kiss, lick and nip my way back to her favorite place, her collarbone. Callie's hands go from resting nicely on my back to scratching away at it when I start to play with her collarbone. "Me estás haciendo en este momento tan húmeda."
A smile comes to my face when I hear her speak in Spanish. It's nothing but an ego booster for me knowing that in a single moment with me she lost the ability to speak English and has to revert to her original language. Based off some of the conversations I have had with Mark I'm will to put money down that she was never bilingual when she was with him.
My left hand goes back to resting nicely on the desk while my right hand starts to remove her belt and undo her jeans. Without moving my left hand or removing my mouth from her I am able to take off her jeans and underwear in one fluid motion.
I move my mouth so it is back on hers and I start to kiss her again while my right hand does nothing but move up and down her inner thigh teasing her. I start to break away from the kiss but Callie is having none of that as she bites down on my lower lip and lets out a growl. The growl sounds somewhat frustrating with a mixture of pleading, and I take the hint. I back away from her and she lets go of my lower lip, I smirk at her as I lower down to one knee and replace my right hand with my lips and start to kiss up and down both sides of her inner thigh.
Callie's hand moves up to my hair as she starts to whimper. I slide my tongue into her slick, swollen flesh before she has a heart attack from denial. Her knees start to come together and her hand pushes down on my head keeping me from moving away.
I wrap my lips around her clit and start to suck. Callie lets out another low throaty moan and the stack of papers I had sitting on the left side of my desk start to rain down on me. I alternate between licking, sucking and grazing her clit with my teeth when I feel her tug on my hair wanting me to come back up to her face, and after a few more seconds of playing with her clit my lips return to her lips.
When I come up to kiss her, she immediately opens her mouth and I can feel her tongue in my mouth. My right hand slips down and takes the place of my mouth. My fingers slide back and forth in her now very slick folds before two of my fingers enter her, which causes her to let out another deep moan only this time it's in my mouth.
I slowly start to thrust my fingers picking up speed as we go along. Callie starts to move her hips back and forth meeting my thrusts. For a while the room is only filled with our sighs, grunts, moans and the occasional Spanish swear word from Callie. Not too soon after I start to use my hips to help thrust harder and deeper into her.
My lips leave hers, and once again I kiss my way down her neck and play with her collarbone. Callie's hands, which were drawing random patterns up and down my back stop and her nails, start digging and scratching away at it. Her legs lift up and wrap around my waist making my thrusts go deeper inside of her.
After I play with her collarbone for a little bit I kiss my down to her breast and place one of her nipples in mouth, which causes her to let out a loud gasp. "No detienen." Callie moans. My mouth leaves her left breast and goes to the right one to pay the same amount attention to it.
The harder and deeper my thrusts get the louder she moans, until I have to stop roaming her body with my mouth and kiss her on the lips to help keep her quiet. After all I am the head of pediatric surgery and we are having sex in my office, which is centrally located on the peds floor surrounded by children.
At this point I think that Callie gets the hint and her moans start to lower in volume. Callie's head rolls back, which causes her to break away from our kiss. She starts to suck on her lower lip, one of the signs that she is about to come.
I lower my head so my face is right next to her ear and I whisper, "venido a por mí Callie." After I say this I move my thumb over her clit and start to rub circles around it. It is an absolute turn for her when I speak Spanish to her. I will admit I had no desire to learn the language when we first met, because of her I only knew 'oh god' and every swear word known to man. But ever since Sofia was born and Mark started to learn it and knew more words than me I had to learn the language because I will be damned if I let that man beat me at anything when it comes to Callie or Sofia.
My new hand movements mixed with my Spanish is all that is needed to send her over the edge. Callie sinks her teeth hard right in the middle of my left shoulder, while her nails slowly scratch their way up to my shoulder blades, and her legs that are wrapped around my waist squeeze tighter making it impossible for me to move.
I gradually slow down my hand movement until it finally stops and we sit there for a few moments frozen while we try to catch our breaths. Callie lifts herself up a little before she pushes me back into my chair. She gets up off the desk and straddles my lap before she leans down and starts to kiss my neck.
She is in the process of taking off my bra when her phone goes off. She pauses for a moment and we sit there staring at the pile of clothes where her phone is. We don't move and a few seconds later the phone stops ringing. "If it's important they'll call back." She says with a smirk and starts to nibble on my neck again, only to stop when her phone goes off again.
At that this point our arousal dies down and motherly instinct take over when we think the phone call could be about Sofia. Callie reaches down and grabs her jeans and gets out her cell phone. "Hello…speaking," Callie pauses for a brief moment. She looks behind her to the clock that I have on the right wall, "I just walked into hospital, let me get changed and I'll me you upstairs in 20 minutes."
Callie hangs up her phone before she looks me with a weak smile. She leans down to kiss me, "Apparently Owen wants to see me right at the start of my shift."
"Did it sound good or bad?" I ask.
"I don't know, but whatever it is I don't want to be late." Callie gets up off my lap and starts to get dress and so do I. "You better be home when I get off work because I have plans for you." Callie raises an eyebrow and smirks at me before we leave the office.
We leave the office together and it looks like it's my lucky day because right as we are leaving Morgan is passing my office.
"Morgan," she stops in her tracks and turns to face me. "You have to until Saturday to clean and organize my office, and don't test me because if it's not done by the time I come into work on Saturday night I will make your life here a living hell." I smile at her before Callie and I go downstairs to the attending's lounge.
"You got to love interns," I say to Callie with a smile on my face.
We walk into the lounge to see Addison sitting on a bench while is Mark getting changed. When we walk into the room they both look at us and they give us a head nod.
"I figured you would be at home by now Robbins." Mark says to me.
"Yeah, well that is where I'm going now." I reply back with a smile.
"Home," Addison says using air quotes, "with our the new rule about the mandatory day off after working a double, we all know you are going to go to your boat." Addison pauses for a moment, "you know the boat that none of us, not even your wife, has seen."
"Not right now Addie," Callie says from her locker.
"Yes right now Callie, I want to know what you do on your days off. Because we all know you don't spend them at the apartment being lazy and cleaning like the rest of us." Addison continues, "Your cheating on Callie aren't you?"
"Addison!" Both Mark and Callie yell in unison.
"No it's okay," I say to both of them. "I was born in a Marine/ Navy family and I find the water very relaxing. My boat is a place where I like to go get away from people like you." My voice is laced with venom towards Addison.
"Why are you getting so defensive right now?" Addison counters.
"Because you just accused me of cheating on wife, something I could never and would never do to her." I hiss back.
Addison stands up and gets in face, "good, because if I find out that are cheating on my best friend I will personally be the one to beat the shit out of you." She whispers to me.
I'd like to see you try. I'll have you unconscious on the ground before you even raise your hands towards me. "Alright than," I whisper back to her.
Nothing more is said as the three of them leave me alone in the attending lounge. I'm too tried to take a shower and get changed so I just get changed in to my street clothes. Before I leave I make sure to stop by HR to drop off Rakan's paper work and the files for Ron and Polly. I'm in the main lobby when I see Amanda the nurse from the other day walk right past me. She looks pale and frightened like she has just seen a ghost.
I'm about to say something to her but I don't when I see her, Izzie and Erica all standing by the elevator. Erica looks upset while Izzie and Amanda both look frightened, something bad must have happened last night or this morning and I really want to find out what it is. I keep looking at them long enough to see Erica push the down arrow on the last set of elevators on far left wall. That elevator leads to main entrance and the basement, and something tells me that they are not going to the main entrance.
I wait until they get in the elevator before I take the main staircase down to the basement. I make to the main entrance when my father stops me. "Arizona," I stop in my tracks and turn to face him.
"Hey dad," I look at him confused. "I thought you, mom, Mr. and Mrs. Torres were going to spend the day with Sofia?"
"We were, but it seems like we just got the break we have been looking for in Katie's disappearance." He says with a smile. "We got an anonymous source saying that Dr. Erica Hahn has been seen with Katie around the hospital."
Fuck!
"Katie was supposed to have some kind of surgery here only when Henry and I went to look for her records on the hospital database we couldn't find her."
"Are you sure that she didn't use another name?" I try to come off calm and cool.
"We have people looking into the all people that were staying here for the past week just in case that is the answer."
I give out a sigh and look over to my right to see Owen and Callie talking in the conference room. I know my attention should be on my wife but it's Owen. He is the key to keeping Erica all to myself no matter how selfish that might make me.
"You know dad this is a very military driven hospital." He just gives me a perplexed look, "Our chief of surgery was in the military, Teddy, and one of our residents is getting ready for boot camp so he can be a trauma surgeon in the Navy after his boards. It wouldn't be that weird if Erica did something to help Katie off the record because she couldn't afford it. She is a Marine, and we all have a soft spot for the people that protect and serve our country." Hopefully that will buy me enough time to see what Erica is up to, and if she is up to no good I'll be able to take care of the problem before my father.
"Hmm, I'll have to look into that." He says to me as he writes something down in his notepad. "Well I have to go meet with Sadie and Henry, I'll see you later."
I give him a smile and we both go our separate ways. My talk with my father has made me lose where Erica, Izzie and Amanda went. So instead of searching high and low in the hospital I just go to my car and start the long drive to my old apartment. It is only a 30-minute drive but when you are tired it seems like it takes forever and a day to get there.
Along the way I stop at In and Out Burger for lunch. When I make it back to my old apartment I sit on the couch and eat lunch while I think to myself. My father, Henry and Sadie are somewhat on to Erica, and with all the gossiping that goes on at the hospital it was only a matter of seconds before Erica would find out. With the way that Amanda and Izzie were acting Erica must think that it was either Amanda or Izzie that spilled the beans about her. After I'm done eating I just lay down on the couch thinking to myself until I fall asleep.
I wake up at 6pm and take a shower and get ready to go to Mike's house. After I get out of the shower I look at myself naked in the mirror. The activities that took place in my office this morning with Callie are starting to show. The bite mark that Callie left on shoulder is no longer red but is black and blue and tender to the touch. I turn around and see that most of Callie's claw marks have gone away but some of them are still there. My hips are tender and are a dark red color. I face the mirror again and smile at myself, before I get changed. I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy rough sex with Callie.
Once I'm dressed I sit in my car close to Mike's house and just wait for him to leave. He leaves around 7:15 and I wait another 15 minutes before I get out of my car and walk over to his house, just in case he forgot something and to come home.
I sneak around the back and pick the lock to his back door. For the second time today I luck out because he doesn't have a security system or any dogs. His house is a small little bachelor pad. It is one story with two bedrooms and one bathroom. There is nothing out of the ordinary in his master bedroom. It isn't until I reach his guest bedroom when I realize I have hit the jackpot.
It would seem that Michael here is a hunter, and he has turned his guest bedroom into a little trophy room for all the animals that he has hunted. It would seem he likes to stuff his kills while I just take a drop of blood from mine. I walk around his room and look at the animals he has on the wall and standing on the floor.
Trophies, if Tim were alive he would kill me himself because I'm disobeying one of his rules. No trophies. It is the easiest way to link me to all 88 people have killed over the past 25 years, but I can't help myself. Something about their blood just fascinates me and I want to take it, I have to take it. I think it was something that Tim never understood. You have to have something to help you relive that night. And it's not like I'm taking anything big, it's just a drop of blood that is hidden in my master bedroom in the secret compartment of my closet. The box I have can hold 100 slides 12 more people and it will be full. Well let's be cocky and say 10 more people, because let's face it Mike will be in there as well as Erica.
There is small desk with a laptop on it in the corner of the room. Around the desk are several articles that revolve around the shooting his morning. Next to his desk is a gun safe that is still open, there are several different handguns, hunting rifles and there is one sniper rifle. Sitting on the top self are several boxes that filled with bullets, one box which is missing four bullets from it are the same bullets that Addison, Bailey, Meredith, Webber, Alex and myself pulled from the Al-Salman family.
I close the gun safe the way found it and look on top of the safe to see the business card of a shooting range here in Seattle. Wade's eastside guns, Sunday 5pm. I take a few more minutes looking around the house before I leave and head home. By the time I make it home from Mike's house it is only 8:30 and I have beaten everyone home. I heat up left over baked ziti and eat dinner on the couch while watching the news.
I finish cleaning the kitchen when Callie walks through the front door, "hey you." I say with a smile as I walk up to greet her.
She just gives me a soft smile and kisses me back. "What did Owen want to talk to about?"
"Dr. Chang is retiring next mouth, and he wants to promote me to the head of orthopedics."
"That's great," I say with a smile, which she doesn't return. "Is there more? Did you turn it down? Because you should be happy right now and you don't seem that happy."
"No, I accepted it. It's," Callie pauses for a moment. "It's just I couldn't get what Addison said this morning out of mind, and I have to know. Is she right? Are you cheating on me?"
"Callie," I say in a small whisper. I wrap my arm around her and look straight into her eyes. "I would never do that you in a million years and know that. I mean come on it's me were talking about I am the most oblivious person on this planet when it comes relationships." I rub her arms up and down to help relax her a little bit. "It took me 6 months to realize that you were flirting with me and I didn't come to that realization by myself. Teddy told me one day in the break room, because I just thought you were one of those touchy feely type people."
Callie lets out a small chuckle.
"So do you really thing that someone with my lack of skills would be cheating on you?" I say with smile.
Callie is smiling now and she shakes her head no. I lean and give her a hug and she hugs me back. "6 mouths, really?"
I back away and just shrug at her, "I have no game." I grab her hand and slowly lead her towards the bedroom, "how about I congratulate you on your promotion."
Callie smiles more, "I would like that."
We don't even make to the living room when the front door opens and in comes my mother and Callie's mother and Mr. Torres with Sofia sitting on his shoulders. He sets her and she comes running up to us, and immediately starts telling us about her day.
Once she is done telling us about her day they thought that it would be a good idea to end the night with a board game only they are at a lost between monopoly and candy land.
"Let's play candy land, because monopoly is long and boring." I say as I walk over to the closet where we keep the games.
"Monopoly is not long, at least it's not when I play." Callie adds as she cleans off the table.
"Because you cheat," Mr. and Mrs. Torres and I say in unison.
Callie gives us a shock, "I do not cheat." Callie defends.
"Yes you do, because every time we play you want to be banker and when that happens you magically get more and more money after each turn." I say back.
Callie just lets out a huff, "well I guess it's settled we are playing candy land." My mother says with a smile. Together the six of play until our parents get tired and leave. I will admit that it will be nice when I get this house for Callie, because then our parents will only have to walk upstairs instead of driving around the city when they are tired.
Callie and I clean up the kitchen and put our pajamas on before we go into our room with Sofia, who somehow got us to let her stay up past her bedtime to watch a movie. With Sofia when it comes to movies she has the tendency to like one and only one movie a month, and this month that movie is The Princess and the Frog.
Callie is laying on the right side of the bed. The side that is closer to the door. Sofia is lying in the middle and I'm on the left side of the bed. Half way thought the movie the three of pass out and don't wake up until late morning the next the day.
"Alright you be good girl for Mr. Shepherd and Mrs. Grey." I give Sofia a kiss on the cheek before I set her down.
She doesn't even say anything back to me because she takes off running with Zola and the two go outside with Meredith hot on their trail. Derek and I watch the girls play for a moment before he turns back to me. "I would the say the usual but we already know it."
Derek just laughs as we walk to the front the door. "I'm pretty sure that they will be fine, plus they are surround by surgeons 24/7."
It is my to let out a small laugh, "yeah, well I should get going have fun the with the ladies." I say as I make my way towards my car.
"Will do, we will bring Sofia to daycare Tuesday morning." Derek responds back with a wave.
I do the same and soon I am on my over to Wade's eastside guns. These past few days I have discovered how much I hate being normal. I have spent the past three days being normal, hanging out with Callie and mine parents. Having family time with them and Sofia, don't get me wrong I have enjoyed every moment of it but I have got to say I do miss my killing. It brings a smile to my face knowing that I will be the last person that Mike Turner will ever see or talk to again.
Sofia is with Derek and Meredith until Tuesday. Julia and Mark are having a romantic weekend somewhere in the woods they won't be back until late this evening. Teddy has a date with Henry the FBI agent, and Addison is upset about it and is being a bitch to not just me but everybody, Callie and Mark included. Finally my lovely wife has to work the nightshift tonight, which leaves me all by my lonesome.
It takes me a little while to find the shooting range, but when I find it I realize that Mike isn't there yet so I just wait in the parking lot for him to come. Mike shows up 30 minutes after me. It seems like he brought a few of his own guns. Once he goes inside I wait another 10 minutes before I re park my car across from his car. I walk in the shooting range and the first thing I see is a gun store. Aisles upon aisles of guns. They are on the walls, and some are even behind glass casing.
I take a few minutes to walk around the store looking at the guns when a small petite woman with short black hair greets me. "Hello, my name is Tasha can I help you?"
"Yes actually," I start off with a smile. "I'm looking for a small gun for protection. My little sister got rob yesterday walking to her car, she's okay, but you know it can be scary out there."
"I know what you mean, the same thing happened to a friend of mine last month." She says as she turns around, "follow me."
We walk up to the front of the store and she grabs a gun out of one of the glass casings. "This a Heckler and Koch compact pistol, small and perfect for someone like you."
I take the gun for her hands and look at it more closely. "Would you like to take it out back so you can test it out?"
"I would like that a lot." I say with a smile.
Together we walk to the other side of the store and through a door that leads to their shooting range. We walk down the range for a few feet before we get to my shooting lane, I smile to myself because she has put me right next Mike. She does something with the gun, and then hands to me. "Have fun," she walks away with smile on her face.
I just sigh to myself as I look at the gun in my hands. I may be a hunter but guns aren't really my thing. To impersonal, I like to be up close and actually see my kills before I kill them, and not to mention they can be dangerous if they are in the wrong hands. It takes me a few minutes to fire off a few rounds, and I hit the target every time. Just because I don't like guns doesn't mean that I don't know how to use them.
After I empty my clip I pretend like I'm about to leave when I stop at Mike's lane right as he finishes one of many clips that he has with him. "That's Marine ink isn't it?" I say pointing at his arm.
Mike doesn't say anything to me, and just goes back to shooting, "my brother was a Marine too, did you see any action?"
"Yeah, I just got back. Iraq." Mike finally responses to me.
"Man, I would love to go over there and take revenge on them for what they did to us." I lean up against wall in the shooting lane. "I used to hunt as kid, but those were just animals."
"Those people are animals." Mike's voice begins to rise a little bit.
I just shake my head to agree with him, "If you ask me you should just take out the children first. Nip them in the bud, I mean they just grow up to be terrorist right?"
"Tell that to my commanding officer, he just gave me a one way ticket back home." Mike says.
"Fuck that guy." I say to him.
"Fuck him!" Mike shouts before he empties the rest of his magazine down the lane.
Mike wasn't following orders; he was killing those people for sport. Teddy was right he doesn't deserve a slap on the wrist, he deserves a knife a to the chest.
"Well I've got to get going. Don't want to be late for work." I say with smile.
"Alright, hope to see you around." Mike starts to load up another gun.
You bet your ass you'll see me again.
I walk back to the store and hand Tasha the gun, "I really like this and want to test out some others before I buy something but I have to leave. Family emergency."
"I understand," Tasha says with a smile. "Here is my card, stop by anytime and I will be more than happy to help you out."
I just give her a smile and make my way back to my car. I am in the parking lot for another two hours, before Mike comes out. Mostly everyone has gone home, expect for Tasha who is in the range cleaning up.
When Mike comes out to the parking lot I am outside of my car with hood open looking at my 'non working' car. He passes my car when I turn to face him. "Hey Marine! You got a sec?" He smiles at me and starts to walk over to me. "I'm about as good with cars as I am with guns." I give a small chuckle as he takes my flashlight and looks down at my engine.
Together we hunch over the engine and look at it. "It could the be battery," Mike says, "or alternator."
"Or the M99," I take my needle out and smile over towards him. Before he has time to react my needle is already in his neck and he is down for the count. Well not really, just for 2 hours.
In those 2 hours I turn Mike's little trophy room into my kill room, after I set everything up I just take the time to look at each of his animals until he finally wakes up.
I want to say that I have been looking around his room for at least 30 minutes before I hear moment coming from behind me. "Kind of cruel don't you think?" I say to Mike while I stare at his stuffed deer hanging on the wall.
The only response I get from his is a muffled yell, because I have a cotton ball shoved in his mouth. "What about all of those people you killed in Iraq, did you take a keepsake?" I turn around to face him. "Didn't want to get them stuffed? Hang them up on your wall?"
I take a knife out of my back pocket and cut his cheek taking a few drops of his blood. "Usually I proved a reminder but your victims were anonymous so I had to improvise." I look around the room one more time, "I think under the circumstances your hunting trophies will do the trick. You did say that those people were animals."
I step back over towards him and remove the cotton ball from his mouth. "Hey, what are you doing? I'm a Marine, just like your brother."
"He wasn't really a Marine, he was a U.S Navy Seal, but he did teach me my rules for combat. Like you just can't go around killing innocent people." I lower my head to his ear and whisper, "even if you want to."
"But I was under-"
"Orders?" I cut him off, "No you weren't. You killed those people because you thought that you could get away with it." I grab the cotton ball and I'm about to put it back in mouth when he stops me.
"Wait, wait. I'm sorry, I didn't mean too. Just tell me what you want and I'll do it, you can name anything that you want and I will do it no questions asked."
"I want you to take responsibly for what you did."
"Okay, yes. I did it. I killed them because I thought no one would notice or care. Is that it? Is that what you wanted to hear? Will you let me go?"
"Actually I didn't want to hear that, because I don't care about what you have to say." I take the cotton ball and put it back in his mouth, and hold up my knife so it is in his view. "I should probably shoot you but I like knives over guns." I pause for a moment, "United States Marine Corps genuine issue from my brother… Okay not really I got it at a flea market in downtown Seattle."
I pause for another moment before I take my knife and stab him in the chest. His eyes grow at first as bleeds over the table, a few minutes later they start to relax a little bit and then it's lights out. Forever.
I deconstruct my kill room, and take Mike to his watery resting place. Before I spend another two hours cleaning and scrubbing every surface my boat. I don't know why I have never taken Callie for a ride on my boat. I do use it for myself to relax and to hide my crime scenes but other than that she won't find anything here. And I have gone over this place with a fine toothcomb several times so I know that there is nothing on my boat. So I when I take Callie out here for a nice romantic evening she can search high and low all she wants but won't find a single thing.
It's around midnight when I return home, I'm not really hungry so I just get changed and go to sleep. It's 8 in the morning when I feel Callie getting into the bed; we sleep together for another hour before I get up. I do my typical routine when I'm not with Callie, and just lounge around the house until she gets up on her own. I'm in the kitchen debating whether I should wake Callie up myself or if I should let her get up on her own.
It was almost like she knew it was time for her get up because she comes walking into the kitchen. She is wearing black and white plaid pajama pants and a black tank top. She says something to me but I don't hear because I'm too busy white knuckling countertop to keep myself from jumping her. "Arizona?"
"I'm sorry what?"
"What time is it?"
"Time for you take a shower," I say with smile.
Callie just looks at me confused before she can say or do anything I have managed to turn her around and guide her to bathroom. "You'll see what I have planned, after you take a shower."
"Okay?" Callie walks into the bathroom and 45 minutes later she comes out of the bedroom. While she was in the bathroom I get everything that I would need for a night on my boat. White Pizza from Luigi's Callie's favorite, chocolate covered strawberries another one of Callie's favorites. A spare pair of clothes for tomorrow morning when we have to go to work, and whipped cream, chocolate sauce, honey and handcuffs to round off the evening.
"You should bring clothes because we are probably going to go straight to work after this."
"Were are we going?" Callie scratches her head lightly.
"Stop asking questions and you'll find out."
After that Callie does as she is told, and we make our way over to my marina after that. We get to the parking lot and Callie's eyes go a wide, "you're taking me to your boat?"
I just lean over and kiss her on the cheek, "come on." I whisper at her with a smile on my face.
Together hand in hand we walk down one of the slips. Callie looks around with wide eyes at all the yachts as we walk by them. I get the suspicion that she think I own one of these giant 100' yachts, which I don't. Technically I my boat is a yacht, but nothing like the ones that we are passing.
We make it to the end of slip and on the right hand side is my boat, "Ari" Callie whispers. "That is not a boat that is a yacht."
"Say hi to my neighbor," I say sarcastically while pointing to the beast of a boat that is on our right side. "That is a 231-foot Soraya yacht, and my boat is a Tonka toy compared to it."
Callie glares at me for a moment before she rolls her eyes and turns her attention to my boat. "Well what is this?" she asks taking a closer step towards my boat.
"A 52-foot Sessa C 52." I reply.
"Well I like this Tonka toy compared to that," Callie waves her hands over towards the other boat. "Thing."
I just let out a chuckle and step on my boat before I turn around and extend a hand to Callie to help her get on board.
"So do I get a tour?"
"Anything for you sweetheart." I smile at her.
"Nice little padded area on the hull so someone can seat up there and watch the stars or sunset." We move closer to it and into the covered area of the boat. "Nice little seating area for people to relax or to annoy the driver." Callie looks and touches the leather u shaped couch that takes up the area and the small table that is on the left side of couch. "The cockpit or whatever you want to call it." I point to our right. "And this door will lead you to the berths."
"Berths?" Callie questions.
"Bedrooms."
"Bedrooms? This thing has bedrooms and you don't think it's a yacht?"
"Yacht," I point the 231-foot boat behind us.
"Yacht," Callie raises her hands and looks around.
"Whatever," I open the door and monition for her to go down the small set of stairs I have.
I show her the small kitchen area and the six bedrooms before I take her to one of my favorite spots on the Puget Sound, and it's not where I bury my victims. That's a little to sick, even for me. Together we watch the sunset and eat dinner. After dinner we spend an hour outside cuddling before Callie gets cold and we go back to my slip.
Once at the slip we go downstairs to the master bedroom and relax on the bed for a little while and we feed each other the chocolate covered strawberries.
"Ugh, I can't eat anymore I'm full." I say as I lay up against the headboard.
Callie just raises an eyebrow at me. "Well," Callie gets up to the throw away the stems from the strawberries. A few seconds later she returns with a black bandana, "sit up."
I sit up slightly and give her a perplex look, "what are you doing?"
"Stop asking questions and you'll find out." Callie replies with a smirk, and I give her one back.
Callie comes over to me and ties the bandana around my eyes and repositions my hands so they go through the metal bars of the headboard. "Don't move."
"Okay," I hear Callie leave the room and there is some rustling going on in the kitchen and then I hear footsteps coming back into the room. I hear Callie playing with something metal. I'm trying to make out what it is when I feel metal bracelets bring snapped around my wrists, locking me in my current position. "What the hell?" I say with slight panic in voice.
The bandana is ripped from my eyes, and I have to blink a few times to get everything in focus. When my eyes do finally focus my jaw drops when I see Callie standing at the end of the bed stark naked with a bowl of whipped cream and a bottle of chocolate.
"You said you couldn't eat anymore and now you don't have to, but we know how much I love my dessert. I think I will have a second helping." Callie walks over to the nightstand that is farthest away from me and sets down her items.
As she kneels over to me I can't help but squirm hoping that I get free from my restraints. Callie plays with my long sleeve shirt for moment, "I should have taken this off of you before I cuffed you. I hope this isn't your favorite shirt." She takes my shirt by the collar and rips it in two. "Same goes for bra as well." Callie smirks at me, "you're not the only strong one in this relationship."
Callie slides down my body making sure that she hovers just inches from my body. The only thing touching me is her hair as it lightly goes down my body. "These are going to be easier, and a lot more fun to take off."
Callie undoes my jeans and slowly slides them down my body. She slides back up my body; the only thing teasing me is her hair again. "I saw the handcuffs, whipped cream and chocolate sauce before we left the house and ever since I saw them I have been plotting how I was going to use them on you."
Callie moves away from me and grabs the whipped cream, and then turns back to face me. She dips her finger in the bowl and coats her bottom lip, and her tongue peeks out and removes the cream. I try to pull myself of out cuffs but it doesn't work.
Callie moans before she looks over to me. "This is so good, do you want a taste?"
My mouth is dry and I have lost the control to speak so I just shake my yes. Callie dips her finger again in the whipped cream and brings to up to my mouth only to pull back before her finger reaches me. "Oh I almost forgot you're full. Looks I better clean this off."
Callie slowly put her finger in her mouth and sucks it clean. "mmm, so good." Callie dips her finger one more time in the whipped cream and this time puts it on my breast, and without hesitation she leans down and licks it up. I arch my back more so she will the get the hint and take more of my breast in her mouth but she just backs away, and all I can do is let out a whine.
"Callie, baby please let me go." I whine and twist trying to free myself from my restraints.
Callie just shakes her no, "I'm not finished with you yet." Callie sets the whipped cream back on the nightstand and picks up the bottle of chocolate sauce. "mmm, chocolate and Arizona Robbins, two of my favorite things."
She takes the bottle and pours a line of chocolate from breast down to my belly button, and then slowly licks the mess that she made all over my stomach. Once she is done her tongue traces every indentation on my abdomen.
I feel like my body is on fire as wave after wave of arousal flows through me. All I want to do is touch her. She is so close but so far away at the same time. "So good," Callie takes the bottle and pours more chocolate on my stomach. She sticks her tongue out and draws shapes and patterns in the chocolate before licking my stomach clean.
"Callieee, please…"
Callie lifts her head to look at me. She sits up straight and straddles my waist. "What would you do if I let you free?" Callie questions, "Would you take some chocolate like this." Callie puts chocolate sauce on her fingers. "Where would you put it? How about right here." Callie puts the sauce over her own harden nipple. "Do you want to lick off?"
"Yes," Callie leans down and allows me the lick the chocolate sauce off her. She begins to pull back and I try to lean forward but my restraints stop me.
"Callie, please take the handcuffs off." I beg. Callie just smirks at me as she places her hands on either side of my head. I'm about to plead some more but I stop when I feel her knee come in contact with my hot swollen flesh. My head falls further into the pillows and my eyes roll to the back of my head and I let out a moan.
My hips start move on their own accord as I try my best to bring myself to release. I feel Callie reach over to the nightstand and start to play with something, but I'm too busy trying to get off to open my eyes and see what she is doing.
Callie removes her knee but before I can protest she thrust something big and somewhat cold into me. I let out a small scream and glance down to see a purple shaft disappear into me. Callie rolls her hips forward and let out another moan and close my eyes again.
Her hands find themselves on either side of my head, and she immediately finds a pace that hard, fast and deep that have no signs of slowing down or stopping anytime soon. Out of instinct when Callie is on top I want to wrap my hands around her, but when I try to do it I'm reminded that she has me handcuffed to the bed when my hands only come about an inch away from the headboard.
Callie's mind blowing pace has caused my mind to shut down, I can't form a single word and when I try to open my mouth to say something nothing comes out but a moan. Her hips roll upwards and to the left causing the shaft to hit a sensitive spot, but instead of poking and jabbing at it to make me come she continues on with her torture. She lightly strokes along the wall, leaving me on the edge.
I open my mouth again and instead of a moan I some how manage to get a word out. "Cal…" I say in a husky voice. I open my mouth to say more but Callie rolls her hips again and thrusts harder and faster making clear that is not interested in dirty talk or talking at all in that matter and just want to fuck me to oblivion.
Callie's head drops so her head is resting on the pillows, and for a while the room is filled with our moans, sighs and pants. I'm not sure if Callie has finally ended my torture or if she got lost in her own sexual haze when she continues to poke and jab at my sensitive spot.
Once she starts that it doesn't take that long for me to come, a scream escapes my lips before I try to grab on to Callie with my hands with no luck so I just grab on to the metal bars behind me. I raise my legs around her waist and lock my ankles before my toes curls as spasm after spasm crest again and again though out my body until I can barely move and my body feels like jello.
I feel and hear Callie let out a low moan before she starts to shake and then collapses on top of me. We lay there for a few minutes before I am able to talk again. "Callie," I say a little breathless, "please uncuff me."
Callie's face is still in the pillows when I hear her let out a low growl as she pulls dildo out until just head is still inside of me. She lifts herself up while grabbing my legs and throwing them onto her shoulders causing me to let out a gasp. "I'm nowhere near finished with you yet." She says to me before she thrusts into me again.
After a nice night of fun, Callie and I go to work straight from my boat. The day goes by quickly for me, I had one emergency surgery and three scheduled surgeries, and they all go great with no complications.
I make it to the break room for some coffee, because it's Taco Tuesday and there will a lot more people than usual. Both Callie's and mine parents will be joining us as well as Henry the FBI agent here in town. It would seem like Teddy and Henry really hit it off on there date the other night. I'm glad she finally someone. I also need the coffee because Callie kept me up most of the night handcuffed to my bed fucking me in every position known to man. Someone has been reading the Kama Sutra on her free time.
When I get to the break room I see Erica flipping through a magazine. She looks up to me and just gives me a smirk before she closes her magazine and starts to walk towards me. I'm still facing towards the break room while she is facing away from it. Her left shoulder is next to my right shoulder, her left hand presses lightly on her stomach causing me to raise my hands to her hand. When she removes her hands I feel something slick under my hands so I look down towards my stomach. It's another picture. It's a young girl with brown hair and light blue eyes. "Fox 13" she whispers in my ear before she leaves the room.
With the picture in my hand I grab the remote for the TV and turn on the news. Without taking my eyes off the TV I sit down in one of the empty chairs.
'Is Seattle turning into one of the most dangerous cities in the country? The body of Amanda Harkness was found this morning in Cougar Mountain her body fits the same M.O as Boston's infamous Organ Donor. You remember a few years ago The Thumb Print…'
I turn off the TV and turn around to see Erica just looking at me smiling before Sadie comes up to her and kisses her on the cheek and they walk away from the break room hand in hand.
I look at the picture one more time, I don't know who this girl is but I will personally make sure that I get to her before Erica does.