A/N: I wanted to post this on Monday but I got busy...blah blah blah, yada yada yada, excuses, excuses, excuse... hope you like the next chapter.

Chapter Eight

I'm standing by the front door quiet for over 10 minutes. Callie, who is crying right now, refuses to look at me and I refuse to look at her. I take a deep gulp and open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out, so I just set my jacket down on the table by the front door and walk over to the couch and sit down right next to Callie. When I sit down Callie scoots away from me and again we are quiet for another 10 minutes.

"An intern thought I was you, seeing how I have your last name." Callie starts in a raspy voice. "She told me that your upstairs neighbor passed out while she was running the bathtub, and the water overflowed and was dripping into your apartment. The apartment you told me you sold." Callie turns to face me and I do the same. "You lying son of bitch," Callie proceeds to hit and slap me. "How long have you been cheating on me?" her voice cracks when she asks the question and her hitting does not let up.

"Callie," I pause to lean back to avoid a slap across the face. "I'm not cheating on you." I try to grab her hands but she manages to pull them from my grip.

"Bullshit," she screams, her hits are starting to get harder. "I went through your apartment. There is women's clothing in your master bedroom that isn't your size, the bed is messy and there is fresh food in the fridge. Who are you fucking behind my back?"

"Nobody Callie, now stop!" I manage to grab a hold of her wrists, and I apply enough pressure to trap her without hurting her.

"Let me go!" She yells to me as she tries to free her hands from my grip.

"No," I yell back. She tries harder to break my grip but it's not working. Callie starts to lean back so she is lying on the couch with me hovering over her. "I'm not cheating on you," I chant while she starts to calm down. "I'm not cheating on you," I whisper in her ear as I rest my head in the couch on the right side of her head.

For a few minutes we are quiet as we stay like this trying to catch our breath. I lift my face so I'm looking down at her before I let go of her wrists, which are tucked on her chest. When I let go, her right hand reaches up and slaps me across the face, before she pushes me off of her. We are quietly looking at each other from opposite ends of the couch. If you can't feel the tension in the room, you see it in Callie's eyes. She is pissed at me, but then again I would be too if I found out she still kept her old apartment.

My heart starts to pound when her words from her tangent hit me. She was snooping around my apartment. I glance around to see that everything is still in its natural resting place. I see no blood slides, no knife set, no sheets of plastic and no bottles of bleach sitting out in the open. I want to know if she found anything else but I know if I flat out ask the question that will get me in deeper shit than I am already in. I don't think Callie is ready to find out my true identity, and truth be told I'm not ready to tell her either. "Calliope," I start out in a soft whisper.

"Why did you lie to me?" Callie cuts off, her voice is ice cold.

"I didn't,"

"Bullshit," Callie huffs. "Why are seating in your apartment?"

"I don't know Callie, but I do know that this is not my apartment." My heart sinks a little bit when the flat out lie comes out of my mouth. "I haven't lived here in over 4 years."

"But you kept your key and furniture?"

On the outside my face is calm and collected, but on the inside it's a whole other story. I'm nervous because I'm about to the one thing I hate doing to Callie which is lie. In the past I haven't really lied to her, I have just stretched the truth to my liking. But I have never done what I'm about to Callie, and it kind of makes me feel guilty. "I got the key from the building manager Gloria. This afternoon I was checking my bank statement when I saw that The Cobb charged my account $1275, which is one mouths rent here. I came to talk about it to Gloria, she told me that when they came in here to see the damage done to this apartment they found the clothes and assumed that I still lived here and they charged my account. As for the furniture, I'm not good at interior decorating and I bought this place fully furnished. This isn't my furniture; you know that because you wanted to take the couch but didn't want to pay the $2000 they were asking for it."

"So you don't know whose living here, because I found the scrubs that Seattle Graces uses in the master bedroom." Callie's voice is less hostile as she slowly starts to by my story.

I just shrug at her, "They probably belong to a squatter."

My response gets an eyebrow raise.

"A squatter is someone who lives in an abandon building and uses the resources until they are kicked out or arrested." I pause for a moment, "I swear I don't live here anymore and I'm not sleeping with anyone here either."

"Don't move I'll be right back." Callie says to me.

Callie gets up from the couch and walks out of the apartment. I do as I'm told for all of 5 minutes before I get up off the couch and frantically search my apartment for my blood slides. I search high and low with no luck. During my search I see that several rolls of plastics are gone, all of my bleach bottles are gone and everything in my emergency duffel bag expect for my five passports are gone as well. Before I toss the duffel bag to the side I grab the passports and put them in my back pocket. After I looked in the living room, and my guest bedroom, I move to the kitchen. Under the kitchen sink is where I keep my current knife set, and the bag is still in its natural resting place. I grab the bag and open it up on the counter and check each knife. I always place my knifes in a certain order, in a certain way so I will know if someone has touched my knifes. Lucky for me nobody has touched them. I quickly place the bag under my jacket before I move to my master bedroom. I snoop through the drawers and find clothing that matches Polly Preston's fashion, but the fact that there are still price tags on some of the clothes lets me know that this is Sadie's doing. Right as I come out of the master bedroom I see Callie and Gloria standing in my living room.

"Like I said before, we don't live here anymore and we don't know who has been staying here." Callie says to a confused Gloria.

"Hm, that's weird because someone paid rent for this place. They paid in cash, left an envelope in my mail box. I thought it was you, but until now I had no idea what you looked like Mrs. Robbins." Gloria offers me a weak smile, while Callie just glares at me. "Well I'll change the locks and refund you my money," Gloria says to me. "Sorry for the mistake."

I just give her a small head nod, "It's no problem, I'm glad we got this all cleared up." I say to her as I grab my jacket and well hidden knife set.

The three of us don't say anything to each other as we go downstairs. Once the elevator doors open Gloria goes back into her office while Callie and I go outside to our cars.

"See you at home?" My voice is a little hopeful, but when I see the look on Callie's face I can see that I'm still in the dog house.

"Yeah," is all she says to me as she gets into her Range Rover.

I get in my car and just roll my head back on the head rest. I close my eyes and give out a heavy sigh. My wife is angry at me, which means Addison will go back to hating me, and Mark will give me a hard time until Callie calms down, and icing on the cake. I just lost my apartment. Fuck. Me.

When I open my eyes again I see that Callie is gone. I use this opportunity to move my knife set and passports to my hidden compartment in the trunk of my car before I start the car and go home.

When I get home I see that Callie beat me, but she did leave before me so that was a given. I step in the house and walk to the living room to find that Callie isn't cooking, but stopped at Little Caser's and picked a few hot n' ready pizzas with bread sticks and wings and two 2 liters of Pepsi. The food is sitting on the coffee table with Teddy and Addison who are pretty much cuddling on the couch, while Callie and Sofia are sitting on love seat. I grab a few slices of pizza, some breadstick and some wings before I sit down in the lazy boy. When I sit down Sofia comes to sit on my lap and together we eat dinner while watching Level up. Callie is pretty much killing me with her eyes while Addison, Teddy and Sofia are caught up with watching the show.

After TV time, I offer to clean everything up while everyone else calls it a night. Addison is too tired to drive home so she takes the guest bedroom. When I have everything cleaned up I turn off all the lights and head upstairs. When I go upstairs I see that all the lights turned off and all of the doors, expect for Sofia's and the nursery, are closed. I get to the master bedroom to find my pjs on the floor outside. With all of the rooms taken it looks like I'm sleeping on the couch tonight.

I'm sleeping on the couch on my back for a few hours before I hear Sofia whispering to me. "Mommy," Sofia lightly shakes my arm.

"Hmm," I say as I look over towards her.

"I had a bad dream, can I sleep with you?"

"Of course you can, baby girl." I say to Sofia as she climbs on to the couch and on to my chest before she curls up into a little ball. After Sofia gets in place I feel Roxie jump on the couch and curl up right next to my knees close to the back edge of the couch. It only takes us a few minutes before we both pass out.

Whenever Sofia is with me she always has the tendency to sleep in. This morning instead of waking up at 5:30 in morning, she forced to get up around 6 when Callie comes downstairs to wake us both up.

"Get up," Callie's voice is still cold as she slaps my foot.

I lift my head up and look around for a few minutes before I come across my still angry wife. "We need to be at work in two hours, so wake her up and get ready." Callie says before she goes into the kitchen.

"Come on Sofia, it's time to get up." I say as I pat Sofia on the back.

Sofia still has her eyes close as she pouts and turns her head in the other direction. "Come baby girl." I say as I sit up and begin to carry her upstairs.

It takes Sofia another 5 minutes before she fully wakes up and 20 minutes before she back downstairs with Roxie, Addison and Teddy. Once Sofia is ready for the day it is my turn to get cleaned up, which only takes me about 15 minutes.

By the time I'm done getting ready breakfast is done. I'm expecting sass from Addison, because know Callie will tell her about my apartment but it doesn't come. She is carrying on talking to Teddy and to Sofia like it was any other day. Callie hasn't told her yet. She's probably waiting for Mark so she can tell them together.

After breakfast Addison, Callie, Sofia and I leave Teddy a lone in the house for the day. It takes Callie a little long to get work because she is the one who dropped Sofia off at school.

I'm the attending lounge waiting for her so I can talk to her. I hear the door open and immediately I stand up to greet her. The moment I stand up I feel nervous and I forgot what I was going to say her.

"Hey you," I say to her in a barely there whisper.

Callie just sighs and rolls her eyes at me before she walks over to her locker.

"Look I know your upset with me and I think it's unfair."

Callie turns around instantly; she is upset with my comment. "Unfair? 'Someone' paid cash for that apartment, Arizona. I'm not dumb, so don't give that bullshit." Callie starts to raise her voice.

"Yes I was there when Gloria said that someone paid cash for the apartment, but it wasn't me." My voice starts to rise as well. "I don't go walking about with $1200 cash in pocket at all times, in fact I hardly used cash. I told you and Gloria that I paid straight from my bank account. The first of every mouth my bank would write Gloria the rent check and send it in for me because I get very busy sometimes and would forget." I pause for a moment, "I don't know who paid for the apartment, but it wasn't me."

I can see Callie looking for words but she can't find them. I keep a straight face on the outside, but inside I'm jumping for joy because it looks like I won this argument and I never win arguments. "I don't have time for this, so do me a favor and go away." Callie hisses at me.

I know I should stay but I don't, "fine," is all I say to her before I stalk out of the lounge.

Even though I won our argument I still find myself in foul mood as I walk downstairs to weed out the peds cases with Jo.

I just pass the main nurses' station is when Alex stops me. "Hey Dr. Robbins," he says to me a little out breath while sporting Seattle Grace's large dark blue jacket the surgeons wear when they leave the hospital to go to another one. "I need you to cover my patients today, because Preston quit last night and she was supposed to go to Boise to assist in the separation of their Siamese twins with Addison, Mark, Lexie, Derek, Meredith and Cristina, but since she is gone Owen is sending me in her place."

Polly quitting can't be a good thing, I know she has something planned and I can already tell I'm not going to like it. "Yeah, I'll look after them for you." I say with a heavy sigh.

"Is everything alright?" Alex asks, "You seem a little upset."

"It's been a long night, now go because it looks like you are holding everyone up." I say when I see the others waiting by the front door.

"Alright, thanks Dr. Robbins. See you later this evening." Alex says as he runs towards the others.

Instead of helping Jo I go upstairs and start rounds on mine and Alex's patients. Total it looks like I have eleven patients to keep an eye on. Right as I leave my last room, I run into Owen.

"There you are I have been looking for you." Owen says to me.

"What's up," I say as I hand Lauren my chart.

I put my hands in my lab coat pocket and I give Owen my full attention.

"You are still clocked over your over time so I need you take the rest of the day off." Owen says to me. "I know I said that two days off would cover your clocked time, but I was wrong and you need to take another day off."

"Okay," I say.

"Do you want me to tell your wife?" Owen asks.

"No, I have a surprise planned for her so the less she knows the better." I say with a smile.

Owen smiles back before we go our separate ways.

My unexpected day off allows me to regain control of my life. With Callie still somewhat in the dark I can remove the thorns in my side known as Sadie Harris and Polly Preston. Before I go to the lounge to change I pull up Eric's work schedule and a grin comes to face when I see that he has the day off as well.

After I get the information that I need I go looking for Dr. Costler so I can give him both mine and Alex's patients. When I get to the attending's lounge I change my clothes, not in the street clothes I came in here with, but in my traditional kill outfit. I don't want to risk being seen and then have Callie know about my day off because I feeling she do nothing but nag me, so I leave through the hardly every used side door on the west side of the hospital.

Having Eric and Polly being neighbors is a huge plus for me. I stop by Polly's apartment first because Eric is going to be my key to getting at Sadie. I knock on Polly's door to see if she home. After 10 minutes with no response I break into her apartment. When I walk into her apartment I find that it is somewhat empty, there is only furniture in her apartment. No clothes, no food, no blood slides, no nothing. She really wants to make me work at killing her.

I leave her apartment and make way to Eric's apartment. I do the same thing and knock on door; just like Polly I get no response. This time when I break in Eric's apartment it still looks the same as it did when I snooped around a month earlier. I spend 20 minutes looking for something that could tell me where he is, but I come up empty handed. I'm about to leave when I remember the last time I has here I overheard a message on his voicemail. Walk over to his kitchen breakfast bar and make why over to the far right side of the bar next to the wall where his phone and answering machine is located.

When I look at his answering machine I see that he has one missed call and one message. I press play and listen to voicemail.

"Hey Eric its Melanie, I just wanted to confirm our date tonight. I'm so excited I can't wait to see you."

After hearing Melanie's message I automatically know where Eric is and what he is doing. He is at the Heidelberg Brewery setting up his room for Melanie later this evening. With my new found information I make a pit stop by my boat before I drive to Tacoma. I may have lost my apartment and most of supplies but I always keep a backup in my boat. I have two small vials of M99, three bottles of bleach and 1 roll of plastic, which is good for one kill. I fill up three needles with M99 and take my roll of plastic and put them in my car before I drive to Tacoma.

The traffic is light so it only takes me an hour to get to Heidelberg Brewery. When I pull up to the parking area for the park I see Eric's Ford Escape and a few other cars. Because I'm in public area I grab my black baggy hoodie and put it on making sure the hood covers my face. With hood over my face I make sure to put on my latex gloves before I take my needles, plastic and knife set and start my hike to the brewery.

I see a few runners and hikers in the background but none of them are close to me so I'm not really worried, however I don't let my guard down because that seems to get me in a lot of trouble. I break in to the south side of the brewery which is on the opposite end of Eric's room so he can't hear me coming.

When I make it to Eric's side of the brewery I can hear him moving around getting his room ready. I hid my plastic wrap in the corner before I start to make noise loud enough for him to hear. It only takes him five minutes to stop what his doing to investigate the noise. He is holding a baseball bat when he comes out of his little room. I stay in the shadows and stalk him as he looks around the main part of the brewery. He looks around the brewery for 10 minutes before he turns around to walk back into his room; right as he makes it to the doorway is when I strike. I pop up right behind him and inject him with M99. I caught him before he hits the ground. I lay him on his bed before I convert his kill room into mine. It takes me an hour to covert his kill room into mine, after I tie him to my table I realize that I my face shield is in my apartment, and I don't own that anymore, so I'm forced to get creative. I take the last remaining pieces of plastic and wrap it around my face and cut holes for my eyes, nose and mouth.

It's hard for me breath with this thing on so my talk with Eric is going to be short and sweet. When I adjust my make shift mask to my liking is when Eric finally wakes up. Hear him let out a muffled scream and he starts to shake violently trying to get out of his restraints. I turn around and rip the duct tape off mouth.

"Fuck," Eric screams when a piece of his skin rips off.

I just hunch over him so my face is in his view. "Talk," I say to him.

"About what?" he says after his pain subsides and panic starts to set in when his mind starts planning for the worst.

"About them," I grab his chin and force him to look to his left.

On the left wall are screen shots of his victims, all 23 of them.

"I did them," Eric's breathing starts to get heavy.

"How?"

"In a sniff film, and guess what? I'm not sorry." Eric hisses in my face.

"Neither am I," is the last thing I stay before I stuff cotton in his mouth and pick up my meat clever which was resting next his right elbow. I raise the clever over my head and proceed to hack at his body until his muffled screams dies down and then eventually stop.

When Eric is dead I remove my makeshift mask and take a few deep breaths now that I'm able to breath. I lightly toss my bloody meat clever on to his bloody and cut up stomach. I lean back on a small desk that is right behind me while I catch my breath for a few moments. My eyes are closed and my head is leaned back when I hear movement coming from outside the room in the main area of the brewery. The movement doesn't faze me because I have planned for it, I know for a fact that it is Sadie Harris on the other side of that door.

I take the two remaining needles filled with M99 and place them on the table next to my knife set. I have a feeling that Sadie and I are going to get into a fight and I'm saving the remaining two needles for something else. Back in college when I was trying to kill my biology lab partner we got into a fight and I accidently injected M99 into not only her, but myself included. Talk about interesting and scary time.

Sadie is focused on getting the main door open, and doesn't realize that a few feet to her right is another door, which I left unlocked. I use that door and quietly make my way over towards her. I love playing this game, the hunter and the hunted; however I do tend to favor serial killers more when I play this game. Two skilled stalkers and killers hunting each other, it brings you a big high when you take them down.

Sadie is trying to pick the lock. She's using two allen wrenches which work but will take her forever to pick, and not to mention she has the wrong sizes. Sadie is too heavily engrossed at her failed attempt at lock picking she doesn't hear me come up and behind her and it is too late for her do anything because before she knows it my arms are around her neck and I have her in a sleeper hold. In less than five seconds she is knocked out. I didn't kill my second person until I was a freshman in college, and I didn't get my hands on M99 until I was junior in college when I worked as a teaching assistant in the premed department at Johns Hopkins. So I became very skilled with my arms and hands when I'm forced to knock someone out.

I set Sadie's body on the bed before I take one of my needles and inject half of it into Sadie. Just to be on the safe side I tie Sadie's left ankle to the bed before I look through her belongs which consist of a small black shoulder bag. I find a bottle of chloroform, a bandana, her cell phone, car keys and a digital camera. The camera is the only thing that strikes my interest. I take the camera and turn it on to find pictures of me leaving the hospital, on my boat, leaving the Tower apartments and there is both pictures and video of my killing Eric. I delete everything that is on the camera before I break and burn the SD card. When there is nothing left of SD card I take Sadie's car keys and go back to parking lot.

When I get there I see that she got rid of her BMW and got a silver Audi A4. I search her car for about 10 minutes and see that it is completely bare. I return back to the brewery and start to place strategic footprints and fingerprints through the room. I'm placing my last fingerprint on the wall on the other side of the room when Sadie wakes up.

"So the vigilante killer is going to kill an innocent person to get the police off her trail for good." Sadie says in a raspy voice.

I turn around to face her and just give her a sly smirk before I make my over towards her. "I have been a serial killer for 25 long years, and I wasn't always the vigilante killer you see now. I have murdered a lot of innocent people in those 25 years."

"So that's your plan? You're going to kill me for getting too close? Are you going to kill Callie for getting too close as well?"

"I'm not killing the women I love because she is getting close. In fact she is not close to finding out who I really am at all. She knows about the apartment and that is it, you should have tried harder. Although I'll give you bonus points for buying the apartment above mine and then flooding it before you made sure an intern told Callie instead of me. She was too upset to and didn't know what to look for when she was there." I take moment to pull up a chair and sit right next to Sadie making sure I'm out of her reach. "As for you, as much as I want to kill you I'm not. In a few short hours you'll be taking all the credit for my beautiful handy work. See these latex gloves aren't normal latex gloves they have your finger and palm prints on them. So when I call the police they will find Eric's body with your fingerprints all over him, the knife used to kill him and your fingerprints scattered through this room and building."

Sadie just leans back so her head is resting on the pillows and she is staring straight up at the ceiling. "You brought this on yourself. Someone else would have been in your position but you wouldn't leave me alone. You just kept pushing and poking at a monster until that monster finally snapped."

"You killed the woman that I loved, for no reason." Sadie's head snaps up to look over towards me. Her eyes are wide and watery. "I deserve to know why. I'm taking the blame for you, even though you just confessed to being a serial killer to me. Everyone will believe the sweet, innocent peds surgeon over me. So tell me why did you kill Erica?"

"She was a bad person."

"You're a bad person," Sadie yells at me.

"I never said that I was saint," I yell back. "I'm a horrible person I know, I kill people and I enjoy it. I could tell you some bullshit story that I only kill criminals because it helps sleep better at night but that would be a lie. To me a death is a death; the only people I don't kill are children. Once you turn 18, game on. The only reason why I kill criminals is because my brother implanted that in my mind since I was 10 years old. He told me it was ok to kill criminals because at the end of the day, they deserve it. That is what Erica was, a criminal. She found healthy innocent people and tricked them into thinking that something was wrong with them telling they need to have surgery. When they agreed they didn't know that they were going to die. When she knocked them out she killed them and then harvested their organs to sell on the black market. She didn't love you she was using you so she could appear normal."

"Like you're doing with Callie,"

"I love Callie," I cutoff. "If I didn't truly love her, then I won't put up with her and all of her baggage. I could've just moved on to the next emotionally scarred woman but I didn't. Callie somehow wormed her way into my heart and I truly care for her. Nothing about my relationship with Callie is for show."

"So you're the only killer who can change and adapt? I could have done what Callie did to you and wormed my way into Erica's heart."

I just shrug at her before I get up and grab the other needle with M99. "I guess we will never find out." I say as I make way over towards her. "I have two hours to get home, so I'm going to inject with M99 now, we can do it the easy way I stick you in the leg or we can do it the hard way were I empty this entire bottle of pepper spray in your eyes causing them to melt out of their sockets." I take the bottle of pepper spray out from my back pocket. "Which will it be?"

Sadie points to the needle, "good girl." I reply back with a smile.

Sadie opens her mouth to say something, but I bet her too it. "This conversation is over," I inject the needle into her leg and within seconds Sadie is passed out on the bed.

It takes me a few minutes to set up the room to my liking before I leave. When I get to my car I pull out my cell phone and call the police.

"Tacoma Police Department, how can I help?"

"Hi, I was walking my dog in Mt Rainier National Park, and I saw Sadie Harris dragging a large bag into the Heidelberg Brewery. I was going to ride it off, but I saw the bag move and heard a muffled scream when she dragged it through door." I tell the women in a Midwestern accent.

"Ok thank you ma'am we will send a car right away."

"Thank you, you have nice a day." I say before I hang up the phone.

I don't stay to see the police arrive. After I make my phone call I leave to go back to Seattle. On my way back to Seattle I stop by The Flower Lady to pick up some of Callie's favorite flowers.

"Hey Kathy," I say with a smile when I see that she has her back towards me.

"What did you do?" Kathy says to me as she turns to greet me.

"I'm I really that obvious?"

"You only come in here for Valentine's Day or when you are in trouble."

I just shake my head slightly, "I'll take my usual 'I'm sorry' bouquet."

Kathy disappears into the back for a few minutes before she returns with a bouquet of purple, red and pink tulips. She comes up to me and we trade, she gives me the flowers and I hand her $50.

"Go get your wife back," she says to me with a smile.

I smile back before I head back to car. After my flowers I make one last stop to Fran's Chocolates to pick her favorite mixed gold bar box set and a box of chocolate covered strawberries.

With my flowers and chocolate I drive home. When I get home I see Teddy and Sofia intently watching Halloweentown, while Callie is in the kitchen cooking. I don't need to walk into the kitchen to know what she cooking because I can smell it from where I'm standing. Callie is making spaghetti with homemade meatballs and homemade 5 cheese garlic bread. I quietly make my way to the kitchen to see Callie over the stove trying her spaghetti sauce.

"Hey you," I say softly.

Callie sets down her wooden spoon and turns to face me. When she sees the flowers and chocolate she gasps a little.

"I know flowers and chocolate say that you're guilty and I'm not, I just don't want you to be upset anymore. I swear on my life that I wasn't renting that apartment, and that I'm not cheating on you."

Callie doesn't say anything to me as she wipes her hands and walks over towards me. She takes the flowers and chocolate out of my hands and sets them on the counter next to us. Her hands slide up my stomach and chest and then rest themselves over my shoulders, while my hands wrap around her waist. Callie leans in and we share a slow and passionate kiss that lasts for several seconds.

Callie breaks the kiss and rests her forehead against mine, "I'm the one who should be apologizing. I was so caught up in the moment I was only half listening. I just got so upset when Gloria said that she thought you were still living there and then showed me the apartment. The fact that you told me the furniture wasn't yours a long time ago just slipped my mind. I believe you, I trust you. Can you forgive me for being short and cross with you?"

I just shrug at her, "if you really want my forgiveness we should go upstairs and –"

"No," Callie cuts off.

"Come on, please. You like flowers and chocolate when your upset, I like sex," and killing people. "It's the perfect way for you to say you're sorry."

"Go say hi to your daughter," Callie gives me a kiss on the cheek before she grabs the chocolate and puts in the fridge.

Before I go to the living I take one last glance at Callie. She smells her flowers with a smile on her face before she puts them in a vase and sets them next to photo of Callie and me when we were in the park. I go to the living and say hi to Teddy and Sofia before I to get sucked into watching Halloweentown with the girls.

We are able to finish the movie when Callie comes walking into the room looking at her cell phone.

"Hey you, what's wrong?"

"Mark and Addison should have been here an hour ago but they aren't answering their phones." Callie puts her phone in her back pocket before she looks over to us. "I wanted to wait for them but it's getting late and this one needs to take a bath before bed," Callie says as she picks up Sofia and walks into the kitchen with Teddy and I right behind her.

Dinner is nice and sweet as we talk about our day. I make up the part where I was stressed because I had to look after mine and Alex's patients. When I glace over to Callie she becomes more worried about Addison and Mark as the time passes with no word from either of them.

After dinner I clean up the kitchen while Callie gives Sofia a bath. Once I'm done I join Teddy in the living room to watch Faceoff. "Hey Addie, it's going on 9 o'clock and I haven't heard from you or Mark all day and I just wanted to make sure that you guys were ok. Call me when you get this." Callie says before she hangs up the phone.

Teddy has taken over the love seat while I sit on the couch. Callie comes and sits on the left side before she curls up next to me. "Their fine, honey. Mark probably left his cell phone in his locker like always and Addison always forgets her phone charger. I bet they had a hiccup in surgery and it is taking them longer than they expected. We'll hear all about it tomorrow at breakfast or at work." I say before I kiss the top of Callie's head and rub her left arm to help claim her down.

After the episode of Faceoff, Teddy calls it a night and soon Callie and I downstairs lounging around. We bring the chocolate that I got Callie into the living room along with a trash can just in case because we don't know how she will respond to the chocolate. Surprisingly she doesn't throw it up. Callie is lying across the couch with her back up against the left arm and feet on my lap. When her feet rest on my lap I subconsciously start to rub her feet. Callie is reading the Journal of Orthopedic Trauma while I channel surf.

"These macadamia gold bars are delicious," I say as I take another bit from the chocolate bar.

Callie looks up from her journal, "let me try a piece." Callie says as she reaches over towards me.

I purposely set the chocolate bar out of her reach. "I thought you wanted to try a piece." I say with a light smile as Callie struggles to reach the chocolate bar.

"I'm trying; I can't move that much with this stomach. Bring it closer."

I bring the chocolate bar closer like she asked and when she is about to grab it I move it out of her reach again.

"Arizona stop," Callie whines and laughs at the same time.

We both laugh as I continuously play with her. When Callie starts to kick me is when I surrender. "Here, now please stop kicking me." I say as I hand her the rest of chocolate bar.

Callie eats the rest of the chocolate bar before she throws and wrapper at me hitting me square in the head. "Oh you want to play games." I say before I grab her feet sliding her closer to me.

"No, no I didn't mean to." Callie starts to plead when she realizes what I'm about to do. Unlike me Callie is very ticklish, the sides of her stomach, neck, armpits and even her feet if you touch it at the right sport.

My hands slide up her sides and start to tickle causing her squirm. "Arizona, stop" Callie says between giggles out of breath.

"Nope,"

"Please, I'll do anything."

I stop when I hear her say she will do anything. "Anything."

"Anything," she repeats.

I raise an eyebrow and all she does is bit her lower lip. My hand slides back down her body until I reach her center. "Anything?" I draw out my question as my finger slides up and down her clothed center.

"Anything," Callie shakes her head and reaches up to pull me down towards her. Our kiss starts off slow and passionate before it starts to intensify. Without taking our lips off of each other we switch position so Callie is on top. I sit up while grabbing the bottom of Callie's shirt and lifting up over her head. When her shirt is gone is my hands immediately find her back and start to work at undoing her bra.

Right when I unclasp her bra is when Callie's phone rings. She rips her lips away from mine and grabs her phone without looking at the caller ID. "Addison," Callie says into the phone. "Oh hey," Callie says a little disappointed.

Callie gets up off of me before she starts to walk into the kitchen. During our wrestling almost turned sexy time the remote slipped under us and the channel changed from TBS to Fox 13. The 11 pm news is on and it immediately gets my attention.

"Officials have confirmed that Sadie Harris was in the brewery when it went up in flames alongside with an unidentified male, who officials believe was her next victim. This is Erica Sykes, back you Rick."

"Well ladies and gentlemen just tuning in, the Heidelberg Brewery caught on fire a few hours ago with Sadie Harris inside. Based off the evidence inside this was the place where Sadie killed all of her victims including a new victim who has not been identified. Officials don't know who started the fire and why, but as more details arise we will let you know."

The TV goes to commercial right when Callie walks back into the room. She is as white as ghost and is staring blankly at her phone.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"That was Owen," Callie says in raspy voice. "The plane that Addison, Mark and the others were on crashed in Boise National Forest."