Chapter Five
Sadie's arrest has turned the worst week of my life into the best week of my life. I can move around with a little more freedom. Alex's is making it his part time job to get Polly to quit. He has been over loading her with work making it easier for me to stalk Derek on my free time. However, I do get the feeling like Polly is about to snap. Everybody does have their breaking point and feel like Polly is about reach hers. I have never seen Polly get upset before, but I have a feeling that she is going to black mail me to get Alex to leave her alone.
Seeing how it is flu season right now the ER and Peds floor is jam packed and to make matters worse Morgan has been MIA because she is busy studying for her Intern exam next mouth. I think I'll let Alex continue to torture Polly for the rest of this week or until I kill Derek before I tell him to stop.
Polly and Jo are in the ER weeding out the kids determining who gets a bed and who doesn't, while Alex is in surgery number 2 out 5 today, which leaves me to deal with my hormonal wife. One minute she's happy, the next she's crying her eyes out and then out of nowhere she will just bite your head off.
I'm walking around the Ortho floor looking for Callie. I start to walk towards her office to check to see if she is there before I start asking around. When her office comes into my view I can see her standing in front of her desk with her back facing the door.
She is looking at a file when some of the papers in that file fall to the floor. Callie bends over the best she can to pick up the papers. Your stomach is a little bigger when you are four months pregnant with twins. Callie thinks she looks fat and won't let me touch her, but I think she is still gorgeous.
Without saying anything I just walk up to Callie and ghost my hand across her ass as she continues to pick the papers up off the floor.
My action scares her and she drops the entire folder on the floor. She stands up straight and quickly turns around to face me. "Jesus Arizona! Is touching my ass necessary right now?" Callie says in a low voice.
"Sorry, it just calls out to me sometimes." I say with a shrug, "it's like your ass is saying touch me, grab me, squeeze me, spank me."
Callie just shakes her head at me. "You are unbelievable sometimes. Look at the mess you made me create. Seeing how you don't have big stomach you clean it up."
"Ok," it's my turn to bend over and Callie takes full advantage of it. I feel her hand grab my ass and all I do is smile.
"How do you like?"
"Mmm, thank you ma'am may I have another?" I say with smirk as I turn to look up at her.
Callie just chuckles before she turns around to leave.
"Wait, I need your help with something."
"Oh my God!" Callie's voice is both angry and frustrated at the same time. "Fine, I give up with you."
Instead of leaving Callie closes the door to her office and locks it. She grabs me by my lab coat collar and pushes me around her desk and on to her desk chair. I roll back a little bit but the wall behind me stops me from moving too far away from her. She drops down to her knees and then reaches over to pull my pants, underwear included, down to my ankles. She grabs me by the knees and pulls me forward a little bit, and before I know it her tongue is buried in my sex.
My hands instantly grab both arms of the chair and my head rolls back to rest on the top part of the chair, while my eyes slam shut.
I let out a low deep moan as her tongue slides up and down my folds. I feel her tongue as it moves up towards my clit. She draws circles around it before drawing random shapes and pattern. As her tongue continues to play with my clit she inserts two fingers inside of me, which gets her another moan.
Callie is trying to torture me by only thrusting into me slowly. Usually it would work because I would be begging for her to go faster, but since it's been so long since I have had sex I will take anything she gives me.
Callie stops drawing patterns on my clit and wraps her lips around it and starts to suck. Her fingers start to speed up and she curves them upwards to play with my sweet spot. "Oh God, Callie." I say between breaths.
The more her fingers start speed up the more my hips start to rock against her face. Even though her fingers are toying around my sweet spot by just barely touching it, it doesn't affect me because not too soon after I start to feel delightful tingles throughout my body.
My grip on the arms of the chair gets tighter as my back starts to arch. "Callie," I moan as I start to come.
Callie keeps her pace for a few more seconds before she starts to slow down. She slips her fingers out of me and replaces them with her tongue. When she does this my left hand releases its grip on the arm of the chair and finds a new resting place on the back of Callie's head.
"Jesus, Calliope," I say as I feel her tongue slide up and down my slick folds as she collects my juices with each lick.
Once Callie is done she slowly slides up my body and she gives me long, deep passionate kiss. "Happy?" she says breathlessly as she breaks away from our kiss.
"Very," I whisper back.
"Good now let me get back work," she gives me one last kiss on the cheek.
"Well that is what I came here for."
Callie's head snaps back and she looks pissed at me.
"What?"
I'm in trouble, "I have a 13 year old kid who plays soccer with a snapping hip syndrome and everything that I have tried doesn't seem to work. I came here to see if you could take a look at her for me."
"You're telling me that you only wanted a consult from me?" Callie starts to raise her voice a little. "You didn't come up here to try and have sex with me?"
"No?" My statement slowly turns into a question.
"I can't believe that you would take advantage of me and hormones."
"That's a bit much, Callie." I try to laugh off the comment but it's not working. She does not look amused. "I mean after all you did push me in the chair, take off my pants and then go down on me. I never asked you to do that."
"You could have told me stop!"
"Who in the hell would stop their hot wife from going down on them?" I pause for a second, "no one."
"Get out of my office," Callie grumbles.
"What about my consult?" I ask.
"Get out of my office!" Callie all but screams at me.
Without saying another word I quickly stand up and pull my pants up before I run out of her office before I do more unattended damage.
I get back to the Peds floor when I cross paths with Alex. "Alex you are just the person I want to see." I say with a smile.
"Why?" he gives me a puzzling look.
"I'm going to be taking over your Pyloric Stenosis surgery this afternoon while you work with Callie on a snapping hip."
"Thanks, but no thanks. I have been working with Tommy since he got here. This is his last surgery and I want to be the one who does it since I did all his other surgeries."
"Ok," I say as I look at my chart and turn around. "I bet Polly will do for me." I don't even take two steps before Alex walks right past me grabbing the chart out of my hand while walking over the Ortho floor.
After Alex leaves I spend a few minutes in office doing some paperwork before I go talk to Tommy and his parents. I explain to them Alex is busy this afternoon and that I will be the one who does the surgery. His parents have the usual question for me and it my consult with family takes me about 20 minutes.
When I get done with the consult I see Alex stand outside in the hallway waiting for me to finish. "Give the case to Polly," Alex says before I can even address him.
"What?" I question.
"Give the case to Polly, because your wife just ripped into me for about 30 minutes." Alex shakes his head and starts to walk off. "I don't know how you put with that," he says under his breath.
I just sigh to myself thinking how I'm going to get Callie work on this case. I'm about to go back to my office when I see Jo standing at the nurse's station. "Jo you are just the person I wanted to see." I say with a smile. "I want you to get Callie to do a consult on this kid, and I don't you to step foot on this floor until you do." I hand Jo the chart and kick her off the floor before she can say anything to me.
The rest of the afternoon is somewhat fast for me. Alex and I do Tommy's surgery together, and after that I spend the rest of day doing paperwork. As I leave the hospital I see Polly seating in one of the break rooms with a mountain of charts in front her, and all I can think of is 'keep up the good work, Alex.'
I come home to a quiet house since Sofia and Roxie are at Mark's for the next two nights. I look at my watch and see that it is 7:30; I have about 3 hours to kill before Derek leaves the bar. He goes to work from 9 to 5 and from 5:30 until 10:30 he goes to bar and drinks himself under the table. When I get to the kitchen doorway I see Callie standing by the sink washing some dishes.
I walk up behind her and start to the kiss the side of her neck, while my hands slide around waist to pull her closer to me. I press my body forward while she pushes back and I feel her ass press up against me.
With her stomach sticking out a little bit my hands are under stomach which puts them at the perfect height to play with her sex from the outside of her jeans. My hands rub back and forth on her crotch as she leans her head back a little more. "I thought you were going to Terri's house?" She says in a slight moan slight whisper.
"I am but I don't have to be there for a little while, and I thought since we have the house to ourselves we could pass time together." I say before I go back to kissing her neck.
"Cute Arizona," Callie just pets my arms around her waist silently telling me that she is busy. But her body is betraying her as I feel the amount of heat that is coming from her center. I take the hint from her body and squeeze between her and sink and lower myself so I'm at crotch level.
I just smile up at her before I unbutton her jeans and slide them down her legs along with her underwear. When they make it to her ankles she steps out of them before she kicks them across the kitchen floor. I lean forward and slide my tongue across her center and I get a giggle from Callie. "You are ridiculous," she says as continues to do the dishes.
I don't saying anything back as I kiss and lick across her folds. The more I kiss and lick her the wetter she becomes, and not too soon later her legs start to open wider for me. I take two fingers and slowly start to thrust them inside of her. I hear her breathing start to change and every now and then she lets out a small soft moan. As Callie starts to slide up and down my hand I stop kissing her folds and turn my attention to her clit, which is staring at me just begging to be sucked.
When I wrap my lips around it and start to massage it with my tongue I hear her drop a one of our turbus tumbler cups in the sink. Her knees bend slightly hitting the cabinet and she lets out another moan, only this time it's louder.
I as continue my actions, Callie starts to hump against my chin was she holds on to the either side of the sink with her head thrown back. She is riding my face while screaming every swear word known to man in Spanish while she comes.
When she comes she lets go of the sink and tries her best to grab on to my head. It is somewhat hard for her to do with her stomach, but somehow she manages. She holds me tight against her as she continues to rides face over and over again. Soon one orgasm turns to two, which turns to three. I can tell she wants to go for four but she is too tired to go for it. When she let's go of my head she hunches over the sink trying to catch her breath.
As she catches her breath I slide between her legs and stand up right behind and start to kiss her neck again as she slowly comes back down from her high.
When she finally comes down, Callie turns to face me. "You know if this is your way of getting to do that snapping hip surgery, you should know that I already agreed to do with Jo tomorrow afternoon." Callie says before she leans in to kiss me.
"Are you telling me you just used me for sex?" I say playfully.
"Why else do think I keep around?" Callie shoots back.
"To kill spiders for you," Callie just laughs at me before she goes back to washing the dishes, while I go upstairs to change.
After I get ready I go downstairs to see Callie in the living room watching Face Off. I give her a kiss good bye before I leave to go to 'Terri's house'.
I make to the bar just in time to a drunken Derek stumble to his car. I sit in my car in the back of parking lot and watch as he gets into his car. I spend the next 15 minutes following Derek as he drives home.
As Derek pulls into his driveway, I park my car in street just pass his driveway. I use Derek's drunkenness to my advantage because while he is still figuring out how to turn off his car, I'm able to get out of my car and watch him in the shadows of his side lawn. It's about 90 seconds later when his car is finally turned off. I watch as he slowly gets out of his car and stumbles up to his the door that is located on the side of his house.
While Derek stumbles around looking for the right key to his house is when I strike. When I inject him with M99, Derek is too busy looking down at his key ring flipping through his keys. Derek drops to the ground like a rock, which is something I have never seen before out of all my years using M99. He is drunk so the M99 could be bad for him; I hope I didn't accidently kill him.
I just sigh to myself before I pick him up and put him in the back of the car with his hands zip tied together. I drive him to an abandon bar on the other side of Seattle that I found when I was taking Roxie to the vet last week.
After I strap him to the table and set up the pictures of each of his victims along with their obituaries, I'm only waiting for another 30 minutes when he finally starts to wake up. I'm playing a home video that aired on the local news in Florida of his victim before Joe on my phone. The noise from the video causes him to look over towards me the best he can since his head is strapped to the table.
"Dr. Robbins?" Derek questions. He's squinting his eyes. He's unsure if he is dreaming or if this real life.
"Mr. Osterloh," I say back before I put my phone down and grab my favorite knife. I make my way over towards him and cut the side of his face and take a drop of his blood. "Looks like we meet again," I hold the slide up to the light and admire it for a few seconds. "For the last time."
"I didn't do anything," Derek stutters.
"I guess you could say that a few people believe that, but I don't." I take my slide and walk back over to my other table that has my kill tools and phone and put the slide next to them before I pull up a seat and sit right next to Derek, just outside of his view.
"But it's true, I told you the other day that the Velti's were just looking for a person to blame. They chose me; it's a natural part of the grieving process." Derek starts to whimper.
"So nothing about Joe's death was your felt?"
Derek shakes head no the best he can, "none of it I swear." He stutters.
I get up from my seat and take my knife and stab into the table violently inches from his head.
"Oh God! Please don't!" he screams. He starts to breathe heavily and it takes him a few minutes to find his voice again. "Ok… ok, it was me but then it wasn't me. It was the vodka, it… it just takes me over."
"I think that is the only part of you I actually believe. The vodka takes you over; my dark passenger takes me over… I guess you could say we don't have any control of our destinies." I pause for a moment and grab my knife and hover it inches way from his face. "But I think I have the upper hand in your destiny."
"Oh please don't, I'm sorry." He starts to plead before he breaks down and cries. "I'm so sorry."
"You have done this one to many times to be sorry." I say to him before my knife penetrates his chest.
I spend the next 10 minutes watching the life slowly drain from his eyes. I have always enjoyed killing people, but since I haven't done it in 4 months, I'm enjoying Derek's death a lot more then some of my other kills.
It takes the usual 2 hours to deconstruct my kill room, which is normal. However disposing of my trash is another story. It usually takes me 30 minutes to get to my old spot in the Puget Sound where I used to dump my bodies. Now I have a 1-hour boat ride to Neah Bay. Looking at the NOAA charts on the Internet Neah Bay has a strong current that leads into the Pacific Ocean. There is no way that anyone will find Derek and the others that will follow after him now.
After I dump Derek's body into the ocean, I go back to my old apartment to clean my kill tools and put my newest trophy away. Everything is going smoothly until it comes time to put my trophy away. When I open my secret compartment in my closet I see that my slide collection is gone. All 87 blood slides that I have collected over the past 25 years are gone.
I spend the next hour tearing my apartment apart, and I come up somewhat empty handed. When I have completely destroyed my apartment I notice that 2 rolls of plastic and my old knife set that I used when I was in college are gone as well. Everything else is which includes, my emergency bag, latex gloves, and bottles of bleach are still in their natural resting place, untouched.
The next 45 minutes of my life is spent on my couch in my apartment trying to figure out who found out that I still have my old apartment, until finally it dawns on me. I asked Polly to get rid of Sadie for me thinking, well actually hoping, that Polly would kill Sadie but she didn't. Sadie was arrested and now all of Seattle is convinced that she is the Puget Sound Butcher.
The only way they could have arrested her was if they found evidence against her, like my old knife set and sheets of plastic. Polly fucking Preston. I'm almost willing to bet that she found my old apartment and took those things to frame Sadie, and I bet she took my trophies for blackmail.
Polly may have reached her breaking point with Alex and I, but I have just reached my break point with her. Even though she doesn't meet my requirement for the Puget Sound Butcher, she meets my requirements for the Thumbprint killer, which is being a living breathing person.
Tomorrow after work when I get my trophies backs and destroy every single picture she has of me I'm going to kill Polly Preston, and it will probably be the most violent, grotesque and inhumane thing that the Seattle Police Department will ever see.
The sound of Callie calling my phone is the only thing to snap me out of my violent trance. "Hey you," I say with a sweet loving voice.
"When are you coming home?" Callie asks.
"Right now."
"You're going to hate me but I'm really craving Papa John's pizza." Callie starts to sniff.
"Are you crying?"
"Yes," Callie's voice starts to crack as she cries harder. "It's just I have been craving Papa John's for the past hour and the only one that is open this late is the one on California street in west Seattle which is about 45 minutes away. I tried calling to see if they deliver but they don't deliver this far and they stop their delivery service at 11. I have been trying to work up the courage to call you because I don't want you to be mad at me."
"Callie," I try to calm her down, but her sobs are too loud so she can't really hear me. "Callie calm down." I try again, which doesn't work. So I put her on hold while I call Papa John's and order our usual, which is a medium pepperoni pizza, cheese sticks and 8 hot wings. After I place my order I'm out the door walking to my car. "Callie," I try again with no luck.
It takes my entire car ride to Papa John's and half of the car ride home to get her to calm down. When she finally calms down she realizes that she doesn't want pizza anymore.
"I really want KFC right now." Callie is silent for a moment. "I want 4 wings, baked beans and cole slaw."
"Ok, do you want grilled, original or crispy?" I ask.
"Grilled?" Callie goes from sad to angry in a matter of seconds. "What are you trying say? Do you think I'm fat?"
Fucking hormones.
"Your silent, so that must me yes!"
"No it doesn't. I don't think your fat." I say to her.
The car ride to where I'm at to KFC is spent calming Callie down again. I give a sigh of relief when she hangs up the phone on me out of the anger and doesn't pick up when I try to call her again.
When I get home I go to kitchen and put the food on the table remembering how upset she got the last time I did a food run for her.
"What are you doing, Arizona? I'm hungry." Callie yells from the living room.
"Putting the food on the table," I yell back.
"Why? Who said we always have to eat in the kitchen?"
I just shake my head to myself before I move everything into the living room. I place the KFC box in front of Callie and I sit down. Callie shoves the box away from her and huffs at me. "I wanted original not crispy," Callie glares at me.
"Do you want me to go back out and get you original?"
"No I'm not hungry anymore, and plus you think I'm fat so I should watch what I eat." Callie says before she gets up.
"Callie,"
"Goodnight Arizona" Callie cuts off before she goes upstairs.
I don't say saying anything back and just grab the remote to change the channel while I eat most of the food that I got. It's another hour before I clean up and go upstairs. Work plus killing plus the verbal abuse I received from my wife makes me tried and as soon as my head hits the pillow I'm out for the night.
Callie and I don't have to be at the hospital until 2 this afternoon, so I get to sleep in which is nice.
"ARIZONA!" I hear Callie's blood curdling scream and in an instant I sit up and look around the bedroom in sheer panic. "OH GOD, ARIZONA!" Callie screams again. Her voice is higher in pitch and you can hear the fear and terror in her voice. When I realize that she is downstairs I get up and cut across the bed and sprint downstairs.
When I get down stairs I see that she is in the living room on the far corner of the couch curled up into the ball with a blanket covering her face. I run up to her and kneel down in front her. "Callie, what is it? What's wrong? Is the twins?" I question.
When Callie hears my voice she peaks her head up from the blanket. When she sees that I'm alright she lets go of the blanket and grabs me to pull me into a tight bear hug. Callie start crying into my chest mumbling in Spanish, but her broken and muffled words make it hard for me to fully understand her. The only words I can make out is food and driving, everything is else I can't understand.
"Callie, calm down." I say as I wrap my arms around her and start to rub her back. "What's wrong?"
Without saying anything, Callie, pulls me closer to her so I'm sitting on the couch. When I'm on the couch, Callie leans up against me while keeping her face buried in my chest. "retroceder de Nuevo al primer comercial." (Rewind it back to the first commercial) She says between sobs.
I do as I'm told and rewind the DVR back to the first commercial. When the commercial starts I see a couple who are expecting a child sitting on the couch. The husband is watching T.V. while the wife is reading a magazine. The woman looks over to her husband and says that she is craving ice cream and tells him they don't have any in the house and wants him to pick it up which he happily agrees to. When the husband gets into the car and starts it, I feel Callie bury further into my chest while her nails dig into my back. I watch as the man backs out of the driveway and into the street. He is about to put the car in drive when he is hit by a large pickup truck, the driver was drunk and I'm left to assume that the husband is dead.
"Promise me you won't go out after dark to get me food anymore." Callie says between breaths as she lifts herself up from my chest.
"Calliope," I say reply back in a soft whisper as I start to rub her back again.
"No!" Callie yells, "promise me. I don't want you to get hit by a drunk driver." Callie starts to cry again, but this time she rests her head in the crook of my neck.
"I promise," I say to her before I kiss her forehead.
The rest of the morning and early afternoon is spent with Callie trying to get her relax because that drunk driver ad really upset her.
When we get to work we both change and go our separate ways. She goes to Ortho while I go to peds. I go do rounds before I prep for my surgery at 4:30, which is a Rhabdomyosarcoma. My surgery goes for 5 hours. With Polly working the nightshift tonight, Morgan studying for intern exam and Jo just being a dumb intern, Alex and I are super busy.
While I was in surgery he was downstairs looking at the kids who might be sick and determining which ones go home and which ones stay. When my surgery is over we switch places, he goes to prep for his surgery while I weed out the kids on the peds floor. I'm standing by the main staircase filling out some paperwork when I see Mark, Addison, Callie and Polly walking down the stairs. Mark, Addison and Callie are in front of what looks like an angry Polly. For some reason I find the urge to greet Callie at the bottom of the stairs.
As I make my way to the bottom of the stairs my focus goes from Callie to Polly, who is standing right behind my wife. It's like slow motion for me as I watch Polly's hand raise up and push my wife forward causing her lose her balance. I'm at the stairs and right beneath Callie before she can fully fall down. When I catch her I feel her nails dig into the sides of my arms and she is shaking uncontrollably.
"I got you," I whisper in her ear as I push her backwards so she is standing up again. She refuses to remove her death grip on my hands until she is safely down the stairs.
"I… I don't know what happened." Callie stutters as she looks at me with wide eyes.
I do, Polly put her hands on my wife, and we all know how I feel about someone putting their hands on my wife. Callie refuses to let go of my hand until she is paged for a consult. When Callie and I go our separate ways, instead of going back to the ER I go on the prowl for Polly Preston.
I see her walking in the cardio wing with her back facing me. Without making any noise I sneak up behind her and grab her by the back of her lab coat collar and throw her into the nearest on call room. I close the door and slam her against wall in pure anger. "Give me one go reason why I shouldn't snap you neck right now?" I hiss at her.
Once she gets over the shock she replies back. "Because I'm the one who's keeping you out of jail."
"Not good enough," I say as I re-slam her against the wall.
"Not good enough? I have bent over backwards doing everything you ask and how do you repay me? By treating me like shit, and not taking me when you kill someone. If you keep this up I think…"
"What? You'll go the police with your nonexistent photos of me killing? Or was stealing my trophies your way of regaining the upper hand in your bluff?"
"I'm not bluffing, I have pictures of you."
"Bull shit, if you did you'd be threating a lot more and not allowing me to treat you like this. That is why you stole my trophies when you framed Sadie."
"What trophies?" Polly questions.
I take a moment to study Polly's face and I see that she is telling me truth. She seems totally in the dark about my trophies. "Look I followed Sadie around one night because I was going to kill her. I followed her to this old rundown apartment building. She is in one apartment for about 2 hours before she left. After she left I broke into the same apartment and snooped around, when I did this I noticed that it was your apartment with all of the knifes, plastic and bleach bottles. So I took a few things for myself. You had a lot of them so I figured that you wouldn't notice. After I took the stuff I waited until she left her car and planted the stuff before I called the police. I never took your 'trophies.'" Polly hisses back in my face.
"Did she leave with anything?"
"A small brown box."
Before I can say anything the door opens and Teddy steps into the on call room and turns the lights on. "Addison told me what happen," Teddy says to me before she turns her attention over to Polly who is still pinned up against. "Seeing how Alex is trying to get everyone to gang up on you and get you leave the hospital, I'll be your helping hand just this once. No one and I mean no one puts their hands on her wife and lives to tell the tale. Now if you could give us a moment I need to tame her before she kills you." Teddy steps up to me and grabs both of my wrists and puts them down to my side. When Polly is released she makes a beeline towards the door and leaves without looking back.
The room is quiet for a few minutes before Teddy goes to sit down on one of beds in the room. "I have to know because you could be in some serious shit right now. Did you kill anybody recently and did you use your boat to get rid of them?"
"Yes, I killed someone last night." I say in soft whisper when I notice how serious Teddy is right now. "Why, what's the matter?"
"Henry is looking to build to a case against Sadie right now. They found sheets of plastic, a knife set and a box filled with blood slides in her car. Right now the police are the only ones who know about the blood slides. They want to find her boat because that is where they think she murdered all of those people." Teddy pauses for a moment, "Henry is working on getting a search warrant for all of the security cameras at the marinas around the Puget Sound."
"Fuck me," I say as I lean back against the wall.
"I'm not done yet, this is what we are going to." Teddy starts, "Since we both have tomorrow off you and I will go to your marina and wipe the cameras DVR box with this." Teddy takes out a magnet and tosses over towards me.
"One, this little thing is going to do that much damage?" I ask.
"Yeah I remember Henry getting pissed at dinner one night because some drug dealer got way because they wipe their computers and hard drives with a magnet. Something about hard drives using electronic bits and if you place a large enough magnet over it, it can delete everything on the hard drive."
I just shake my head and look back down at the magnet. "Two, you said we. You really want to be associated with me right now?"
Teddy stands up and walks over towards me. "Beside Owen you are my only best friend really. I gave you the names of 10 people that they found. I'm already guilty because I have helped you in more than one way before, so yeah I want to help you again."
Teddy and I agree that tomorrow I will pick her up from her apartment at around 8 when it is dark outside and go to the marina. After we come up with a plan we leave the on call room and go our separate ways.
When I get back to my office, I pull up Polly's file and find out her work schedule and where she lives. Before I met Teddy I plan on making a quick detour. Midnight comes around quickly and soon Callie and I are on our way back to the house. After a quick bit to eat, we both call it a night and pass out.
The next day when I wake up Callie is already gone, and when I look over towards my nightstand I see that it is going on noon. I lay in bed for another hour before I roam around the house just wasting time until it is 6:30. At 6:30 I know Polly will be out of the house because she is working the nightshift tonight and has the day off tomorrow.
When 6:30 rolls around I find myself outside of Polly's apartment complex. She lives in the place that Eric lives at, Tower 801. She has the same studio apartment as him only she lives on the 10th floor. The apartment is set up the same like Eric's. It only takes me 5 minutes to find a shoe box filled with pictures, which was hiding under her bed. It's like she's fucking 5.
I go through the entire set of pictures and take out all of the pictures that have me in them. After I take out all of the pictures I go through every SD card that was in the box as well until I find the one that has me on it as well. With the pictures and SD card I walk over towards the sink and proceed to burn them all. Once I destroy all of her pictures I go back over to her bed and pick her laptop. When I open it I see that it is still on and that she doesn't have a password. It takes about 20 minutes to find and delete my pictures.
Once I have destroyed all of Polly's evidence against me I return the apartment back to the way I found it. Polly lives about 30 minutes away from Teddy, so when I show up to Teddy's place I'm a little on the late side.
Teddy doesn't say anything to me as she gets in my car. The car ride there is quiet, I can tell that she is getting nervous. When I turn off the car I turn to look at her. "You don't have to do this. I can do it by myself."
"I know you can, but you're my best friend and you need help. I know that if the tables were turned you would do the same thing for me." Teddy gives me a weak smile before she gets out of the car causing me to do the same.
Teddy takes an immediate left while I continue to walk straight ahead into the main office. At my marina at night the dock hand doubles as the security guard as well. "Evening Jerry," I say with smile.
"Evening Mrs. Robbins, what can I do for you?"
"Fuel pump is broken again," I say to him.
"One day they will finally replace that stupid thing," Jerry says as he get up and walks to the front door with me.
Together we make our way to the boat fueling station, "how's the misses doing, she's what 4 or 5 months pregnant right?"
"Yeah she is. Her stomach is getting big and she is getting mean as hell." I say as I shake my head. "I swear I get yelled at if I breathe the wrong way around her."
"Yeah that is usually what happens. Welcome to our world." He says with a smile. He looks around the dock in confusion. "Where's your boat?"
"I docked, I had enough gas to get back to my dock but I thought I would tell that the fuel handle was broke again." I say with a cheerful voice.
"Well how about you get your boat while I fix the handle." Jerry says as he takes out his tool.
I just smile at him before I turn around to walk to my boat. Since Jerry has done this so many times it only takes him 10 minutes to fix to the handle. It takes us another 10 minutes to fill my boat up with gas before we go our separate ways.
When I walk to my car I see Teddy standing there waiting for me. "Well," I say as I unlock the car.
"It worked, whenever someone goes to look at the recording they will get nothing but a black screen."
I give her a light smile before we leave the marina. The whole car ride back to Teddy's is quiet and for me somewhat long. "What aren't you telling me?" Teddy asks as I pull up to the front entrance of her apartment complex. "This is like a big win for you; Henry will still be on Sadie's back for at least another week or too. You can breathe a little easier now."
"Henry is going to discover me because he has something that has my finger prints all over it." I pause to face Teddy. "That box with the slides is my trophies. I know for a fact that my fingerprints are all over that box. Inside, outside, on every slide in that box. They are everywhere."
The car is quiet for another few minutes. "I'm not worried about the plastic wrap or my old knife because the last time I touched them was 5 years ago when Callie and I had our first date. I was so nervous I thoroughly cleaned everything in apartment. That includes all of my knife sets, but my trophies. That is another story; I touch those with my bare hands. They help calm me down; they make me happy when I relive them. When Henry finds my prints he will be all over me and then it is going to be game over."
We are quiet for another few minutes before Teddy talks to me. "We'll figure something out." Teddy says in a soft whisper. "I have Henry, he doesn't realize that most of the time when we are together he talks about his cases when his not supposed to. Tomorrow night we are going out to dinner. Let me see what he knows before you do something drastic, ok?"
"Yeah," I say with a soft smile.
Teddy gets out of the car and I go home for the evening. Callie, Sofia and Roxie are all passed out by the time I get home so I just go upstairs and go to sleep.
When I wake up the next morning I spend it playing with Sofia and Roxie before we have to drop Sofia off at school. We say goodbye to Sofia before Roxie, Callie and I go back home. The car ride is somewhat silent, the only noise is Sofia's Disney princess soundtrack playing through the radio.
"I want to get an alarm system for the house." Callie blurts out of nowhere.
I don't say anything and just look at for a quick second before I go back to driving. "It's just that everyone at the hospital thinks that Sadie is going to target you for beating up her girlfriend."
"The girlfriend that she killed," I say back almost instantly.
"Yeah, well Addison has noticed how she was stalking you a lot at both inside and outside of work."
Of course Addison would notice that.
"Ok," I say with a smile. I agree to this only because I want to drop the subject, and it works because we don't talk about Sadie or the killings for the rest of the car ride. When we get home Callie immediately gets into her car and goes to hospital, while Roxie and I lounge around the house.
Throughout the day I find myself getting nervous, and it's not because Henry has my blood slide collection. I'm getting nervous because I have to work the nightshift and Callie will be home with Sofia all by herself.
"You know that if you need anything you can just call me and I will be here in a heartbeat." I say to Callie.
"I know. We'll be fine." Callie says with a loving smile.
"Right," I whisper. I turn around to get into my car when I stop and face Callie again. "But-"
"Arizona," Callie cuts off. "We'll be fine."
"Don't worry, Mommy. Roxie and I will protect her." Sofia says from Callie's arms.
I give them a small smile before I get into my car and go to work.
When I get to work most of night is spent downstairs in the ER in triage with Bailey. Our night together started at 8pm when a little boy came in with a broken arm and gastrointestinal bleeding. After that our next patient doesn't come in until 10:30 it's a little girl who drank a half cup of Drano. Finally our last patient comes in at 1 in morning it's a little boy who has a Buzz light gear doll shoved where the sun don't shine.
It's around 3 in morning when everything starts to quiet down a bit. Bailey and I are downstairs in the peds section of the Emergency Room at the nurse's station. I have my feet are up on the table reading Women's health, well I'm mainly just staring at the hot fitness models, while Bailey plays fruit ninja on her phone. It's an hour later when Bailey's pager goes off, she has trauma. "Oh God," Bailey says as she stares at her pager.
"What?" I say as I look up from magazine.
"Something happened to one of our doctors." She says as she gets up.
I get up with her because I instantly think of Callie. Together we get to the ambulance bay and we see April, Lexie, and Cristina already there waiting for the ambulance. We are standing there for not more than 5 minutes when two ambulances come flying down the alleyway. When I see the second ambulance I think of Sofia.
When the first ambulance door opens I see Henry with two gunshot wounds to the chest and one to his head. April and Lexie take over and lead him into the hospital. Finally the second ambulance opens its door to reveal Teddy; she has two gunshot wounds to chest.