Monster

by LVAv8or

Arizona Robbins is a loving mother and wife. Her co-workers think she is perky and bubbly, while the parents of her patients call her a savior, but what if it was just an act? Everyone has secrets and for Arizona she has one big dark secret that would leave everyone she knew stunned. Will that secret stay hidden or will the arrival of a new surgeon bring it to light?

8. Chapter 8

A/N: Yay! Monster is back. I decided to just keep adding chapters to the original story and I will just break the story down into different parts. I think the title for part two is pretty self explanatory. Hope you enjoy the ride ;)

Part 2: The Puget Sound Butcher

Chapter One

"Wait, wait. It's slipping." Teddy says a little on the breathless side.

"Well hurry up and get a new grip because it's starting to get heavy." I reply just as tired and breathless as she.

"Ok, I got it. I think." Teddy puts her knee up for a brief second while she repositions her hand. "Where do you want put it?"

"Right here should be perfect." I say back to her.

Together we are silent as we place the couch down carefully and quietly. According to Callie when we were bringing in the living room furniture earlier, Teddy and I were being loud and careless. Once the couch is in place Teddy and I plop down on the couch to take break from moving.

It seems out of the army of people that Callie got to help; Owen, Cristina, Julia, Mark, Addison, Derek and Meredith, Teddy and I are the ones doing all the heavy lifting. Between the two of us we have moved the furniture that is in the living room and all the furniture that is in the basement.

"It looks hideous down here." Callie says from the bottom of the basement stairs. She is standing in between Addison who is one her left and Julia who is on her right.

"I told you, you should have just left the furniture how it was this morning. The colors work better." Addison says with her arms crossed as she looks around the basement.

"I guess you're right." Callie gives a heavy sigh. "Switch the living and basement couches."

"What!?" Teddy and I say in unison.

"Baby it looks fine the way it is." I say with small smile trying to get out of switching the furniture again.

"I don't like how it looks, and I don't want look at it all the time so I say move it back. Now!" Callie's voice leaves no room for error. "Now, get up off your ass because I want to return the U-Haul truck tonight because American Signature with be here tomorrow to drop off the rest of the furniture and I don't want this place looking like a tornado went through it." Callie turns her back to us and starts to walk back upstairs. "You guys are taking all fucking day." She says under her breath.

"We could probably get done fast if you guys help." Teddy yells as the three of them climb the stairs to the leave the basement. The only response we get is a small chuckle from Addison before they leave to go do whatever it is that they have been doing for the past four hours.

"This is why I hate being your friend." Teddy huffs as we get up off the couch.

I do nothing but look at her.

"The only reason why we are doing the heavy lifting is because you had to beat up on Erica showing your dominance in front of everyone. And people think I'm just as strong as you are because we are best friends." Teddy is now standing at one arm of the couch, while I'm standing at the other. "There are times when that comes handy, like at work. People don't cross you or think about crossing you. I get my way 97% of the time. But then there are times, like today, where I regret not saying anything about it."

"Really? Out of all the things you know about me, you chose that to hate about me." I counter.

Teddy tries to shrug as we walk towards the staircase, "maybe I'm just as fucked up as you are?"

It's my turn to shrug now. After our brief conversation we don't really saying else as we take the couch, loveseat, and lazy boy that were in the basement and put them in the living room and take the couch, loveseat and lazy boy that was in the living room and put them in the basement. Altogether it takes another 2 hours without any breaks. I feel somewhat better when I see Mark, Derek and Owen building a bookcase, two T.V. stands and some other miscellaneous things, however, I get a little nervous when I see Meredith and Cristina trying to put up a T.V. mount.

"Took you long enough," Callie says as she emerges from the kitchen with Julia. "Sofia's bedroom is still in the truck. Her stuff is everything with a pink sticky note on it. Take it out and put it together." Just like earlier Callie's voice leaves no room for error.

Teddy and I just shake our heads. We are about to move, but it's not quick enough for Callie and like this morning she starts to rip into us. "Why are you still standing there? We don't have all day, move your asses now." Callie yells.

Teddy and I all but run outside to the U-Haul truck that is parked in front of the house. We both step inside the truck and start to look through the boxes, looking for the ones that have a pink sticky note on it.

"Callie has gone from moody to flat out mean these past couple of weeks, and you don't think she's pregnant? I mean only pregnant women can snap at you in heartbeat. First they love you and then two seconds later they bite your head off. You know kind of like what Callie has been doing."

"I don't know, Teddy. She has been stressed at work taking over Chang's job, moving, and she is stressed about our interview with Brightwater tomorrow afternoon. Maybe that is way she biting everyone's head off." I pause for a moment and just look at the boxes around me.

Erica has been gone for 2 months, 19 days, 8 hours and 23 minutes. My life should be easy, back to the way it was, but it's not. Everyone in the hospital thinks I scared Erica off when I beat up on her in the attending's lounge, but I didn't. I killed her, and it should be no big deal, but it seems I underestimated just how close Erica and Sadie had become as a couple. Sadie is the only person in the hospital that doesn't buy that Erica just left in the middle of night, and she decided to skip the step were she rants and raves that I did something more to Erica. She has decided to take the time to follow me everywhere I go. She follows me at work, when I go out on dates with Callie, when I play with my baby girl and Roxie at the park, and even when I spend a nice relaxing evening with my family. So with that being said, it shouldn't surprise you that I haven't been able to do what I love the most, which is killing.

For the past 2 months, 19 days, 8 hours and 25 minutes, I have been 'normal'. I've been spending a lot of time with my two beautiful ladies, while trying my best not to kill Roxie. That dog eats everything, pees and poops everywhere expect outside where she should. Scratch that, Roxie hasn't pooped or peed on Sofia's bed which is where Roxie sleeps now. The nice thing about being home all the time is the tons of sex that Callie and I have been having for the past month. I mean before Sadie decided to take it upon herself to stalk me, Callie and I had a somewhat healthy sex life which was at least 2 times a week. But now it's like 3 to 4 times a week, which is nice but we all know my feelings about sex. The sex and family time is nice but it's nothing compared to killing. You can tell that I have hit that low point because two months ago Callie suggested that we try to have another child now, and without hesitation I said yes. So for the past two months Callie and I have been doing in vitro.

Callie wants to do it the natural way which means that Addison can only take one of my eggs at a time when it is that time of the month for me. It didn't work the first time we tried and we are doing it one more time, and if it doesn't work this time than Addison's dream of sticking a 10 inch needle into my lower abdomen will come true, which gets her a little over excited if you ask me.

Along with sex and babies, Teddy, Mark, Derek, Webber and Bailey have turned me into a golfer and surprisingly enough I'm actually good at it. We are members at the 1000 country club in downtown Seattle. It's a golf course that is open year around, during the spring and summer months members can play outside on their golf course, but now that it is winter we have to play inside. 1000 country club is 1 of only 3 county club's that offers a virtual golf course, which is what the six of are playing on right now.

So I have had no problem pretending to be normal for Sadie, but nothing satisfies me as much as a kill does. And on some level I think she knows this because I haven't been as perky as I normally am, and I probably won't be super perky until I get the opportunity to stab somebody in the chest.

"What aren't you telling me?" Teddy asks when she notices that I have been staring at the same stack of boxes for the past 5 minutes.

I slowly turn my gaze to her. I lick my lips and sigh, "It's a long story."

"Good thing I love stories," Teddy says with a smile.

I smile back to her and open my mouth to say more, but Callie enters the U-Haul and she doesn't look happy. "Are you fucking kidding me right now? Now is not the time for talking, now is the time to set up your daughter's bedroom. You two aren't doing anything or going anywhere until you finish Sofia's room. So if the two want to go out golfing with the guys and Bailey I suggest you get a fucking move on." Callie yells before she leaves the U-Haul.

"Pregnant," Teddy whispers as she looks at me stunned.

"Shut up!" Callie yells from the front door of the house.

Teddy's eyes widen as she looks back towards the entrance of the truck and then back to me. "How the hell did she hear that?"

"Ever since Sofia was born she gained that supersonic mother hearing. Nothing gets passed her anymore, and if you don't want her to tear you a new one again you'll shut up and help get these boxes upstairs to Sofia's room."

For the next 2 hours Teddy and I get all of Sofia's boxes from the U-Haul and bring them upstairs and piece them together without saying that much to each other. After we are done we go downstairs to see what our slave master, I mean my loving wife, wants us to do next. As we go downstairs we see that not only Sofia's bedroom is completed but the master bedroom is completed as well. When we get downstairs we see that living room and kitchen are completely set up. Callie and the others come up to the living room from the basement, which lets me believe that the basement is completely set up as well.

"Well everything is completely set up and moved in from the apartment. American Signature will be here tomorrow around noon to set up the other three bedrooms, the study and the formal dining room. Then Sears will be here tomorrow around 4 to set up the fridge, the meat freezer, dishwasher, stove, washer and dryer." Callie walks up to me with a huge grin on her face as she gives me hug.

"Thank you," she whispers in my ear.

"For what?" I whisper back.

"For making my dreams come true. I love you."

"I love you too," I rub up and down her back until she breaks our hug.

"After you and Teddy return the U-Haul truck you can go golfing if you want." She says as she backs away from me.

"Thank you," I lean in and give her a kiss before Teddy and I leave house.

I go out the front the door to the U-Haul while Teddy exits thorough the garage door since she will be following me in my Range Rover. As I walk towards to the U-Haul I look to my left to see Sadie in her black Mercedes. She knows I'm about to leave because she has started her car and is slowly creeping towards the truck. How in the hell am I going to get her leave me alone? I feel like I'm seconds away from killing the first person that pisses me off, minus my wife.

Sadie and I make eye contact for a few seconds and I give her a sly grin and a head nod, and she does the same. The U-Haul place is on the way to the golf course so we are only 5 minutes late to our usual golf outing with the others.

Since Derek, Mark, Teddy and I are a little on the tired side we only play 9 holes. I come in first with 31 which is 4 strokes under par. Webber comes in 2nd with 33, Derek and Bailey are tied in 3rd with 35, Teddy is 4th at 40 and Mark is last this week at 45. Usually when it comes to golf Webber and I are competing for first and second, Derek and Bailey are competing for third and fourth, while Teddy and Mark compete on who is going to come in last.

After we are done golfing I drop Teddy off at her apartment before I drive home. As I pull into Callie and I's new neighborhood I get a small smile on my face. I find that every once and while I get excited over small moments, like Callie and I's first house together.

I pull into the garage and enter the large quiet house. At the moment Callie doesn't have a car so she is either upstairs in the master bedroom or she and Addison went out somewhere, and she forgot to tell me that she was going out.

I set my stuff down in the living room when I hear movement coming from upstairs. Without saying anything I go upstairs, I'm half way up the stairs when I figure out that the movement is coming from the master bedroom.

I'm leaning in the doorway as I watch a figure, who has their back towards me, make the new California king size bed that Callie wanted so badly. My eyes slowly rake up and down her body and I feel a small smile creep on face. She is wearing a stereotypical maid outfit, but it is a lot a bit on the slutty side. The skirt barely covers her ass, and the midsection is tight around her stomach which makes her breast pop out of the top part of her outfit. Her hair is down and is just barely touching her shoulders. Her outfit leaves absolutely nothing for the imagination.

Once she puts the last pillow into place she turns around and jumps. "Oh, Mrs. Robbins you scared me." She says in a thick Spanish accent as she gives me a small shy smile. "I didn't think you would be home so early."

My smile grows a little wider as I tilt my head to side. "I think on some level, you knew I would be home early." I pause and lean backwards and look down the hallway. "Where's my wife?"

"Miss. Montgomery and her got called into the hospital for surgery." She says without making eye contact with me.

"You know I get the feeling that you were hoping that I came home early," say as I take a few steps into the room.

"No, I didn't." She whispers as she takes a few steps backwards towards the bed.

"Do you dress like this for all of your customers? I can see you being popular with the husbands, but not very popular with the wives. I mean look at you, you're dressed like a slut and I know it's not for my wife." As I'm talking to her I continue to take steps closer to her.

"I- I," she starts to stutter as she backs up until the back of her legs hit the edge of the bed leaving her nowhere to turn.

"You what?" I question, "laundry day?" I cross my arms over my chest as I mock her. "Well it would have to be seeing how you're not wearing any underwear." I say as I uncross my arms, and place my right hand on her thigh and slowly start to raise it upwards towards her center.

"Mrs. Robbins," she whispers as she twists to her right so I'm no longer touching her.

I'm still grinning as she continues to look down like she is about to punished for doing something wrong.

"Let me guess, your straight aren't you? Women don't turn you on." I reach up and stoke the side of her face, at her first she leans in towards my hand before she turns away from me. I lower my hand until it is right by her wrists. "I can assure you that I'm just a good as a man if not better in the bedroom department." I pause for a moment, "let me show you." I grab her wrist and turn her around so her back is facing me and push her down on the bed.

She hits the bed with a small gasp and tries to push herself up but I place my right hand on the top part of her back right in the middle with enough pressure to keep her in place without hurting her. I place my left hand on her inner thigh and slowly start to raise it towards her center again. I feel her squirm the closer I make it to her center until she gives a gasp and moan when I reach it.

I'm greeted with a large amount of wetness as I slide two fingers through her slick folds. "Who are you so wet for?" I lean down and whisper in her ear. I get a moan for a response. I move my hand upwards and play with clit as my right hand leaves her back. I reach over to the nightstand and open the top drawer and pull out a purple double ended dildo.

She is too busy enjoying my left hand playing with her clit to realize that I undone my pants enough for my liking and inserted one side of the purple toy into myself. Instead of returning my right hand to her back, I place it on one side of her head. I stop the actions of my left hand and use it grab and line up the toy. When I stop playing her, she gives a disappointed sigh, which causes me to smile.

Before she can say or do anything I insert the toy without warning and she lets out a yelp that turns in a low deep moan. My thrusts are slow, long and deep, and she is enjoying every moment of it. I watch out of the corner of my eye as her hands, which are placed above her head, start the fist the sheets. She was resting her head on her left cheek but now she starts to bury her face in the sheets as she lets out another moan.

"Mrs. Robbins," she moans, and it is barely audible through the sheets.

"Yeah, you like it slow, long, deep thrust don't you?" I pant over her. I get another moan as response.

I keep current pace above her with no intention of stopping. Her moans are closer together now and it is the only thing that is filling the house. I do throw in the occasional grunt every now and then, but the moans are coming from her.

She moves her head so she is resting it on her left cheek again. "Mrs. Robbins," she moans breathlessly.

"What?" I question. "Do you want me stop? Even though we both know that you don't want it too." I start to slow my thrust to the point of almost stopping, which causes her to let out a disappointed moan. "I didn't think so." I say to her as I return my pace to what is was before.

"I think you're enjoying yourself too much for me to fuck you faster." I pause as I somewhat reposition myself over her. I move hands so my body weight is no longer resting on my palms, but resting on my fists. This added leverage lets me thrust into deeper and she moans out my name again. "What?" I say breathlessly as my thrusts start to pick up in pace a little while still being long and deep. "What does a. Dirty. Little. Slut. Like. You. Want?" I make sure that each word of the phase gets its own hard and deep thrust.

When she doesn't response to my question I move so all my body weight is resting on my right side as I move my left hand downwards to play with her clit, which gets me a pleasurable scream. As I take her clit with my thumb and index finger and apply the right amount of pressure I start to roll my hips upwards. I do this action for no more than 10 thrusts before she comes with a medium volume scream. Her back arches upwards and her ass pushes backward into me. Her unexpected thrust backwards and my thrust forwards is what sends me over the edge.

I'm frozen instantly as I arch my back as well. I lean forward so my forehead is resting on the top part of her back. My left hand leaves her clit and my right leaves it resting position by her head as they both grip down on her hips to keep her from moving as we both come, hard, all over the sheets.

We stay like this for about 5 minutes before I'm able to catch my breath again. I straighten up and remove the toy from her, which causes her gasp before I remove it from myself. Right as I toss the toy aside, I find myself on my back with her straddling my stomach. It's my turn gasp as her wet warm center comes in contact with the exposed part of my stomach from my shirt riding up when she changed our positions.

Her hands on either side me resting on my shoulders, and she looking right into my eyes as she slowly grinds on my stomach. "This why I don't want maids to clean our house." Callie purrs as her eyes roll to back of her head and she rolls her head backwards.

"It's Molly Maids, Callie. I they wear polo shirts with pink and white stripes and navy pants with sneakers. I highly doubt they are going to clean our house in a French maid outfit from Victoria's Secret."

"It could happen," Callie moans as she grinds down harder on my stomach.

I raise an eyebrow and smirk up at her, "well, it's only 10 o'clock and we have the house to ourselves. You have all night to make it so I only have eyes for you."

Callie stops grinding on my stomach and rolls head downwards to look at. She grins and raises an eyebrow as well before reaches down and removes my shirt and then she lowers herself downwards towards me. "Challenge accepted." She whispers before she kisses me.

3 hours, 2 tried women and 1 completely ruined bed sheet later Callie and I are in guest bedroom number 1 sleeping on the air mattress because at the moment we only have one set of bed sheets for our new bed and we no washer and dryer to clean them. From my day activities to my night activities sleep takes over my body instantly.

It's 6 o'clock when my alarm clock goes off. I reach over to turn it off and look over to my left to see that Callie is gone. Even though Callie isn't a morning person she is forced to get up early thanks to Sofia and her need to wake up at 5:30 am every day. I walk to the master bedroom to take a shower and get ready for work.

When I come downstairs I see Sofia and Roxie on the floor watching The New Looney Tunes Show. I am at the bottom of the stairs when I'm greeted by Roxie. It's like slow motion for me when I see her by my feet sniffing around. She is about to squat down when I start to reach down towards her. "No, no, no, no, no." I say as I grab Roxie and race to the front door. I run to get outside so I can drop her onto the grass, but by then it is too late. Roxie has not only peed on me but she has left a small trail from the stairs to where we are currently standing.

"You pee outside, you dumb bitch." I somewhat yell at Roxie, "outside" I point to the grass, "inside" I point to the house. "Outside, inside, outside inside, inside, outside" I repeat several times before I give her a frustrating sigh. With my hands on my hips I bite my lower lip before I look over towards the front door to see if anyone is standing there, the coast is clear. I turn my head slowly towards Roxie and glare at her, "you're lucky my baby girl loves you because if it were up to me you would be cut up into piece at the bottom of the Puget Sound."

Roxie lowers her head and lets out a small whine, "get inside." I point towards the house and Roxie takes off running towards Sofia with her ears tucked behind her head and her tail between her legs. When I get back inside I see Roxie sitting next to Sofia looking towards the door. When I look at Roxie she gives a sad look before she drops her head. I run upstairs quickly and grab a towel and the Febreze Pet Odor Eliminator and clean up the mess that Roxie made before I go back upstairs and clean myself up.

I return downstairs for the third time when Callie calls us for breakfast. I walk into the kitchen to see Addison and Mark already sitting at the table. I should have known that since Callie has the day that Mark and Addison would have the day off as well. I give Callie a kiss on the cheek while she sets up the serving plates and then I pick up Sofia and together we join Mark and Addison at the table. Callie and I still sit at the heads of the table while Mark and Addison sit on the sides and now that we moved into our new house Sofia sits next to me and Roxie sits under Sofia because out of everyone here she is the one that drop the most food on the floor.

After Sofia, Roxie and I sit down Callie joins us at the table for what is now a Sunday Morning breakfast tradition, pancakes Sundays. Breakfast is filled with mindless chit chat as we eat everything that is in front of us. After breakfast is over Mark, Sofia and Roxie go play in the living room while Addison and Callie clean up the kitchen, and I run upstairs one last time to grab my bag before I leave for work.

I say goodbye to Mark and Addison and give a kiss to Sofia and pat Roxie on the head. Callie is standing by the garage door wait for me. She slides her arms around my waist and leans in for kiss. The kiss lasts for several seconds before she pulls away. "Mmm, have a good day at work, and I'm giving you one whole week to find a new car."

I give her a smile because my mind is still focused on the amazing kiss. It takes me about a full minute to register what she just said. "Wait, what?" I back away slightly giving her a perplex look.

"I've decided that I'm taking the Range Rover, and we can't be a single car household so you need to find a new car." Even though she is smiling at me her voice and tone leaves no room for argument.

"Right," I say under my breath as I turn around to leave.

The whole car ride to the hospital I can't help but wonder why she can't buy her own damn Range Rover if she loves it so much. When I get to the hospital I get changed and then make my way upstairs to do rounds. I'm relieved when I see that Morgan and Jo didn't kill anybody yesterday when both Alex and I had the day off.

A smile comes to my face when I see Alex filling out a chart at the nurses' station. "So," I say with a smile on my face as I slide towards him. "Who's fighting for you?"

"What?" Alex looks over to me from his chart out of the corner of his eyes.

"What hospitals are pampering with small gifts to get you to work for them?" My grin slowly starts to disappear when I get little to no reaction of him.

"No one," Alex says with a small sigh.

"No one?" I repeat back. "You interviewed with some of best pediatric hospitals in the in U.S., John Hopkins, Boston Children's Hospital and Cincinnati Children's Hospital just to name a few and none them want you to work for them?"

"Nope," Alex says as he closes his chart. "Sorry to cut this conversation short but I have to go prep for surgery with Morgan." He turns his back to me and leaves.

His lying to me, I have worked with Alex for the past five years and I know how to read him like an open book. He should be pissed that nobody is calling him back, but his not. He seems his normal self, since I a lot of free time on my hands it should be easy to find out what he is up too.

"Dr. Robbins?" A voice says from right behind me.

I turn around and I'm greeting by a young brunette woman with her pulled back into a neat ponytail. She is wearing a black v neck sweater and light blue jeans with sneakers. She is somewhat slender with a little bit of around face. "I don't know if you remember me but I'm-"

"Polly Preston," I cut her off with smile and a handshake. "What can I do for you?"

"I'm here about your Peds fellowship. According to U.S. News and other medical journals it's the best in the country even better than John Hopkins."

"I know and at the moment due to budget reasons we only take 1 person every 2 years, and we just filled that position a month ago sorry but you're going have to wait another 2 years before you can try again." I move to left, but she steps in front of me blocking my path.

"Let me help motivate you," Polly says with a sly smile as she steps closer to me. "You fascinate me and make me feel things that I have never felt before."

"Let me stop you by saying that I have a wife and daughter. The sex life between my wife and I is amazing and I don't find you at all attractive. So go fuck your way into another Peds program."

Polly clenches her jaw as she looks me dead in the eye, "fine have it your way." She says before she turns around to leave. "Oh before I forget," she turns back around to face. "How many people know the real Arizona?"

"What are you talking about?"

"How many people know the real Arizona?" she says again, "you know the Arizona that killed 37 people 7 years ago, The Thumbprint Killer."

On the outside I'm able to keep a straight face, but on the inside I can feel my heart start to race, and palms start to sweat. I don't like where this is going. "I don't know what you're talking about. I have never intentionally killed anybody in my life."

"Let me refresh your memory," she whispers to me as she takes another step closer to me so only the two of us can hear our conversation. "See when I was living in Alexandria Virginia for an internship at John's Hopkins I was living on the fifth floor right on the corner of the building at the Mass Apartments. My neighbors, Katie and David Godwin, loved to have sex all the time with their windows open. And when I say all the time I mean, I mean all the time like I don't know how her vagina could take that much sex. But anyway I'll admit I liked to watch and take pictures. Well on January 23rd in 2005 while Katie and David were having sex I was watching, taking pictures, and getting off myself, but something weird happened that night. A stranger entered the room and proceeded to kill Katie and David with a knife before leaving their bloody thumbprints on the wall." She stops her story right there as she pulls out a picture from her back pocket and hands it to me.

It's a picture of me slitting Katie's throat to keep her from screaming. "What do want?" I say to her in a low raspy voice. I refuse to make eye contact with her and I just stare at the picture.

"See I not only want to be in your Peds program, but I want be somewhat just like you. I mean watching Katie and David have sex was nice, but watching you kill them was so much more satisfying. I have never gotten off like before, I truly enjoyed watching them die."

I don't say anything to her as I continue to stare at the picture. "I'll give you until tomorrow to think about it, if I don't get an answer or you say no, I guess your wife will hate you and your daughter will know who her mommy was." Polly says before she finally walks away from me.

I continue to stare at the picture until I hear a nurse right behind me. When I hear the movement I go to my office and close the door. I take a lighter from the top draw and proceed to burn the picture. Could my life get any worse right now? I guess it could because not more than 5 seconds after the picture is completely destroyed my pager is going off, in coming trauma.

I take off my lab coat before I go downstairs to the ambulance bay. I'm in the middle of putting on a trauma gown when Jo comes running up next to me, "Hey Dr. Robbins, looks like I'm on your service today," she says with a breath smile.

I give her a half smile before our ambulance arrives. "Joe Velti 17 year male, he was riding his bike with some friends when he got hit by a drunk driver." Eric the paramedic says as he pulls Joe out of the ambulance. "From what I can see the back of his head is cracked open pretty wide. Both arms and legs are broken."

"His abdomen is tender, Dr. Robbins, I think he may have some internal bleeding." Jo says.

At this point April and Shane join us in the Trauma room, April is saying something about his lungs and rib cage, but to be honest I'm not really paying attention because the man that has been number one on my list of people to kill is walking right next to me.

"Dr. Robbins, he coding!"

Those four words pull me from my thoughts and for the next 10 minutes Jo, April, Shane and I try to say Joe's life but it was no use, "Joseph Velti, time of death 9:39 a.m."

Together the four of us the leave the room, April and Shane go upstairs while I walk over to the nurses' station with Jo right on my tail. "No, you are not going to follow me around like a lost puppy." I snap at her as I turn to face her. "Go upstairs and practice your charting, because you suck at it." I say before Jo can ask me a question.

With her head down looking at the ground Jo leaves the ER and goes up to Peds. When she leaves the ER, I return my gaze back to the paramedic Eric Yard. Eric is about 5'10 with short dirty blonde hair he has glasses and a somewhat thick face. His body is a little on the round side but he as a little bit of muscle to him.

I watch with disgust, on the inside, as he flirts with one of the nurse's, Claire. Eric Yard is somewhat of a sick bastard, because he likes to make real life sniff films and then post them on the internet. He has raped and killed a total of 15 women so far and put it the internet. To everyone that watches his movies, they are amazing with the 'great' acting and special effects. He is begging me to stab in the chest, and I would gladly do it if I didn't have Sadie watching my every move.

"Why are you staring so hard at Eric, Arizona?" Sadie says from the right.

"None of your business," I say back.

Sadie chuckles at me for a minute, "the minute you made Erica disappear overnight is when it became my business."

"Erica left you, get over it. You make it seem like she has never done it before." I whisper to her before I turn around to go up to the Peds floor.

When I get upstairs to Peds I see Jo filling out a chart. I'm about to walk right past her and go to my office when she stops me. "Dr. Robbins?" she hands me her chart with wide puppy dogs eyes silently asking me to check her work. I give a heavy sigh and grab it from her.

I take moment to scan the hot mess she calls a chart before I close it and look at her. "What is the first thing that comes to mind when you hear me say, Jeff received .25."

Jo looks around the hallway for a moment thinking, ".25 of what?" she finally asks with a perplex look.

"I don't know you didn't say in the chart." I shove it back at her. "Congratulations you just killed Jeff."

She takes the chart and looks like at it as if she is about to cry.

"Take the waterworks somewhere else." I say in a dry tone as she grabs her chart and gets up to leave. "Wait," I say with a heavy sigh.

She turns around with some promise like I'm going to apologize for being short with her. "Leave the chart." Her head drops down as she hands me the chart, "thanks, now leave."

We both turn our backs to each other as she leaves the floor and I take a seat behind the nurses' station and start to fix Jo's mistakes. Two hours of fixing Jo's ever growing list of mistakes I'm greeted by Teddy and a pouting Sofia. I put the chart down on the table before I lift Sofia up to sit in lap.

"Why so blue baby girl?" I say as I kiss her forehead.

"I won't be your baby girl anymore." She says with a huff.

"What?" I say as I look down at Sofia before looking up to a just as confused Teddy. "What do you mean you won't be my baby girl anymore?"

"Mama said that I was going to be a big sister this morning after you left." Sofia crosses her arms over her chest and pouts a little bit harder. I know I shouldn't be smiling because she is upset, but she looks so cute. "She said I could have little brother or sister, and if I have a little sister I won't be your baby girl anymore." Sofia says before she uncrosses and recrosses her arms with a loud huff and slight bounce.

"Oh baby girl," I say with a smile on my face as I lift her up slightly to turn her around to face me. "You, young lady" I point to her chest, "will always be my baby girl, no matter what. It doesn't matter if you 5 little sisters because you will always be my baby girl."

"Promise?"

"Oh I promise, you will be my baby girl today, tomorrow, and when you are 16 and it embarrasses you that I still call you my baby girl." I hold out my pinky and we shake on it before the three of us go down to the cafeteria for usual lunch, cheeseburgers, fries and a milk shake.

After lunch Sofia and Teddy run off to find Callie, while I go back upstairs to the Peds floors. The rest of the afternoon is uneventful I had three scheduled surgeries, all of them with Jo, go by without any problems. As we go through each of the surgeries she is slowly starting to redeem herself from this morning.

I couldn't be happier when the end of my shift finally comes around. I take a shower at work and get changed into my street clothes. Before I head home I go downstairs to the HR department to talk to Gloria.

"Hey Gloria are you busy?"

"Not at all, Dr. Robbins. What can I do for you?"

I step into her office a little more and give her a light smile, which she returns. "I know Dr. Costler and I requested a nuclear pore complex machine, but I think we can a last a few more months without one." Until I figure out what to do with Polly.

"Ok," Gloria turns her back to me for a brief second and pulls out a green folder. "So what do you want to use the money for?"

"To hire a new Peds fellow, we could really use the help." I give her another small smile.

"Ok, I need to talk to Owen first but I don't think it will be a problem." She says as she puts some paperwork into a file.

"Thanks," I say to her before I leave her office and head home for the evening.

From the hospital to house with light traffic it is a 20 minute drive. Just like last night I get a huge grin on my face as I pull into the driveway and park the car in garage. Before I close the garage door I see Sadie as she pulls up to her usual parking spot for the night. I push the button with a sigh, I know there is one way to get Sadie off my back but I can't bring myself to do it. She hasn't done anything wrong, besides piss me off, and I can't kill her because of that. It goes against the code that Tim made for me when I was younger. But it's not like I haven't broken that code before, I have a violent less caring side, but look at where that has gotten me. I'm being blackmailed by a future fellow. There has to be a way to get Sadie and Polly off my back.

I open the door to house and everything about Sadie and Polly leave my mind instantly. I can tell that Sears and American Signature have been here because I hear the sounds of the washer and dryer going as I walk down the hallway to enter the house. I see and hear Roxie and Sofia playing in living room with SpongeBob playing in the background. Looking through the doorway to my left I see Callie in the kitchen cooking.

This is what everyone dreams to come home to one day. A wife and daughter, I should be happy and on some level I am happy. I'm really happy, but there is one thing that is missing in my life to make scene complete. This moment would be absolutely perfect in my eyes if I had just gotten home from killing somebody instead of work.

I take my shoulder bag off and place on the counter before I walk up to Callie. She is standing by the sink cleaning a pan when I when I slip my hands through her arms around her waist. She leans back and rests her head on the right shoulder. "Hey you," I whisper before I kiss her cheek.

"Hey," she whispers back as she leans into my kiss of her cheek.

Before she can say anything else I turn her around to face me and I kiss her lips for a few seconds. After I kiss her lips I kiss her jawline on the right side, and then I kiss the side of her neck followed by her throat. After first she doesn't say anything and she just rolls her head back to give me better access to her throat.

I kiss down her throat and down her chest through her shirt. "Arizona, let's wait until we put Sofia to bed before,"

I lift up her shirt so it is only showing her stomach, and I place a single kiss in the middle of her stomach. "Hey in there, I don't know if you can hear me in there, but I'm super excited to meet you in nine months. Be nice to your mother or else you'll have to answer to your big sister and me." I kiss her stomach one more time before I stand back up to look at Callie.

She is looking at me lovingly with a wide smile on her face. "How did you know?"

"Sofia has your beautiful looks, my bubbly personality, and Mark's inability to keep a secret. She told me right before we went to lunch. She was upset because she thought that she wouldn't be my baby girl anymore." I pause for a moment to kiss her again, "How far along are you?"

"Two months," she whispers.

I give her a perplex look and open my mouth to say something but she cuts me off. "Apparently it is somewhat common for women to have light bleeding early in pregnancy. Addison found out when her intern called her saying that blood my work from last week showed that I was pregnant." Callie looks of to the side for a moment, "she was really happy for all of 2 seconds before she went on a rampage for not properly checking everything since we did a second round of in vitro." Callie gives a small laugh recalling Addison's rampage this morning.

We are quiet for a few minutes as I stand there holding her. In an instant her head snaps up and she pushes off of me. "My fish," she yells as she runs towards the stove and removes a pan that has Tilapia in it.

"Smells delicious," I say over her shoulder

"Get out of my kitchen," she snaps at me.

I know by now that it is pointless to argue with her about staying or asking for a small little bite before dinner because I will just lose. Just like Roxie, I am banned from being in the kitchen when Callie is cooking because I that the tendency to eat everything right when it is done and I get in her way all the time. As she makes the last finishing touches on her rice, I grab my shoulder bag and join Sofia and Roxie in the living room.

The three of us play with each other for 10 minutes before Callie calls us to the dinner table. Dinner is fast and delicious like always. After dinner is done and we help Callie clean the kitchen the three of us and Roxie go to living room and watch the movie of the month, The Lion King.

After the movie is over we tuck Sofia and Roxie in bed before we get changed into our pajama's and go back downstairs to watch T.V. I sit on the couch and turn on the local news when Callie joins me with a half pint of Superman ice cream and two spoons.

I'm sitting on the right side of the couch when Callie hands me ice cream so she can lie on my left side, and she fits perfectly when she gets situated. I lift my left arm so I can wrap it around her as she rests her head just under my shoulder. I hold the ice cream with my right hand and use my left hand for the spoon. I look down at Callie, and she looks up to me. We both smile at each other before we lean in for kiss.

I am amazed at the fact that the woman lying on my left side has the ability to take one of the worst days of my life and make it tolerable without even saying or doing anything. Just being around her makes me happy. I guess this what love feels like.

"The total bag count is up to 32 right now." The news anchor says. "For those you just joining us at 1:30 this afternoon a group of underwater salvagers found a watery grave yard in the Puget Sound. The bodies have been cut up into pieces and put into garbage bags before they ended up here in the Puget Sound..."

Oh God.