Chapter Ten

I find myself trudging downstairs to Ortho when I hear my name being called.

"Robbins!" Mark yells to me. I just put my hands into my pocket and turn around to see him running down the hall towards me. "Hey, thanks for waiting up."

I did I really have choice, because I bet he would follow me around until I acknowledged his presents. "No problem," I say with a light head nod.

"Where are going?" he asks a little out of breath.

Why do you care, "ortho, I wanted to talk to Callie before my surgery."

"Great! I'm happy to see that you're going to finally apologize."

I don't say anything to him at first as I tilt my head to the side and squint my eyes as I stare at him like he has two heads. "I'm sorry can you repeat that? Because for a second I thought you said that you're happy to see me apologize to Callie." My voice is sarcastic as I give him a forced smile, and make no attempt to hide it from him.

"No you heard correctly, I did say that." Mark looks at me with slight confusion.

"Why would I apologize to Callie?" The sarcasm leaves my voice and I find myself getting pissed about where the conversation is about to head.

"For cheating on her with Dr. Boswell, everyone is talking about how you slept with her before she disappeared and how you guys are back together since the police found her. Colleen said she saw you guys on date last week."

I hate this fucking hospital. This is a hospital, a place where people come to get medical care. Every bed in this hospital is always full, yes all 5,672 beds that Seattle Grace Mercy West Hospital has, is always full and somehow everyone still finds time to snoop. Nobody like snoopers, in my world snooping gets you killed…Colleen. "I never cheated on Callie with Lauren, and I'm not sleeping with her now. She is living on my boat right now because she has nowhere to go and can't afford a hotel or anything and not to mention she's terrified to be by herself because the men that raped her are still on the loose and she's scared, so I let her live with me for free. Just because she's living with me doesn't mean that we are sleeping together."

Mark just gives me a knowing look because he can see that I'm getting defensive, and let's face it you only get defensive when you have something to hide. But in my defense I'm getting upset because everyone is spreading rumors about Callie and I's relationship. I'm two seconds from telling everyone that she left me because I'm serial killer. "Come on Robbins, Dr. Boswell is hot and she wanted your shit so you gave it her."

"No, I didn't" I all but yell at this asshole. "Unlike you I have self-control and don't sleep with everything that gives me the time of day."

Mark's face drops a little bit when I call him out for being a slut. "Look we could go back and forth about what happens on the boat between you and Lauren when you go home, but I think you should really apologize about last week."

"Fuck off, Mark" I say before I turn back around and continue back on my path to Callie's office.

"Arizona wait," Mark says as he runs in front of me. "I like you with Callie, and you make her happy and I want my friend to be happy. I tried talking with her last week and I got her to invite you to dinner, and then you go and do something stupid by sleeping with Lauren. Now she hates you and wants nothing to do with you. I've tried to talking her, and now that Addison is back in the states she has tried talking to her with no luck, so please just go up there and say you're sorry."

"I'm not saying I'm sorry for something I didn't do." I hiss at Mark. "Everybody in this fucking hospital assumes that I slept with Lauren just because we are friends, and that is wrong. Everybody believes Callie, but not me and that is starting to piss me off." I hear my voice start to lower followed by a cold numbness as my dark passenger starts to take over my body. "If Callie wants to move forward with our broken relationship then she can apologize to me for slapping me and jumping to wrong conclusions." I hear and see Mark gulp when he sees the anger in my eyes. "This might come to a great surprise you, but you can be friends with someone and not have a sexual relationship with them. Unlike you I can actually comfort someone without having sex with them."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Mark is still scared but my last comment has clearly hit a nerve.

"Come on Mark, you're a fucking doctor which means you're smart. Please don't tell me you didn't fuck your way to getting a MD. What do you think it means." I pause for a minute. "When I was gone you took advantage of my wife and slept with her."

"Ex-wife," Mark, finally pushes back.

I just give him a sly smile before I take a step towards him, and in that second I see all of the confidence in him drain out. "You didn't see me sleeping with Teddy when she was heartbroken over her and Addison's two mouth break up. I was there to stop her from making choices she would later regret, that is what a real friend does. Not sleep with their friend and then get them pregnant where I'm forced to deal with you for the rest of my life. You're Callie's friend not mine, I just tolerate you. And since we aren't together anymore, we don't have to be friends, so get the fuck out my way."

Mark doesn't say anything to me as he lets me pass right by him. As I walk down to Callie's office I feel everyone's eyes on me as they sit there and judge me, which makes me more pissed. Everybody seems to be siding with Callie, and since I'm not in handcuffs being arrested on 147 counts of murder in the first degree nobody knows the reason to why she left me, and now my anger grows the more I think about this fucked up situation. The only people that are on 'Team Arizona' is Alex, Jo, Morgan and I know Teddy will be on my side when she gets here later on this evening, everyone else in this hospital is 'Team Callie", which is compete bullshit.

After our little blow up last week the OCD case was the last case Callie and I worked on together. Whenever I page ortho I get her second in command with is a Thomas Jahr. The only reason why I'm going out of my way to talk to Callie is because I want to spend the weekend with my kids. Beside the few hours I get with them during the day while they're at daycare I hardly ever see them. Currently Callie holds a lot of power over me, that I'm convinced she doesn't know she has, but when it comes to my tiny humans you better believe I will fight to death for them.

I ignore the glares and make way over to Callie's office, and to my surprise she is actually there. "Hey are you busy?" I say in the doorway while I knock on door.

Callie was filling out paperwork, but stopped when she heard my voice.

"Not really, what did you want?" just like my voice hers is dry and monotone. There is little emotion behind both of our eyes. This is when I wish we both weren't so hard headed. Life would be so much easier if one of us would just cave, but this is result you get when two dominate people love each other.

"I wanted to talk to about setting up a schedule so I can see my kids," I say to her blankly.

"Are you serious right now," Callie says in a raised voice. "You came up here to ask me about the kids?"

"Yeah I did," I look around her room sarcastically. "What were you expecting, an apology? Because you're not going get one from me, I've done nothing wrong."

"Nothing wrong," Callie pauses as she leans forward over her desk a little bit. "Nothing wrong, it's a capit-" Callie stops mid-sentence when Colleen comes up standing next to me. "If it doesn't involve one my patients then get then fuck off, Colleen." Callie yells.

Without saying another word Colleen backs away and leaves the doorway. When Colleen leaves I get the hint and fully step into Callie's office before I close and lock the door behind me. I turn back around to face Callie to see that she standing in front of her desk leaning back on it with her arms crossed over her chest. "You do realize what you do is a capital fucking punishment, right?" Callie's voice is lower and she leans forwards a little bit when asks her question.

"I'm not here to talk about my hobby, especially with you." I say back as I copy her pose and cross my arms over my chest as well. "I'm here to talk about my children. I'd like to see them this weekend, for the whole weekend. Friday through Sunday."

"Fine, but I want Gloria there." Her response gets an eye roll from me. "What, Arizona?"

"You do realize that I can kill Gloria with my both hands tied behind my back while blindfolded right?" I say her.

"You can, but you won't. Our kids love Gloria, and you would never hurt our kids. And the way how I see it is you should be happy I'm even agreeing to let you see them at all, that includes your 2 hour lunch break with them in the daycare center." Callie counters back almost immediately. After her comment we are both quiet for a few minutes before she lets out a sigh, "look, we both know that our kids are a handful and trying to tame them with one parent is impossible. You not only have them you have Lauren to take care of as well. I can only imagine what she is going through right now. So our kids mixed in with Lauren will be handful for you."

"Cut the crap, Callie. You don't trust me alone with our kids, I know and you know it. But if that is what you want I'll do it. Gloria and I will be at my house that you took from me around 6:30 on Friday." Before Callie can come back with a sly comment I'm out the door and walking back upstairs to my office.

I get back to my office and plop down on my chair and give a heavy sigh as I stare at one of my favorite family pictures on my desk. It was taken a few months before everything in my life went to shit. Callie's parents were in town which meant we had to go to church on Sunday morning. In the picture we all look upset like we are about to cry, but in reality the only people that were truly upset were the twins and Callie.

Callie was upset with me because during Sunday mass when the church was quiet during a prayer the twins started acting up and being loud, which was something Callie could stop in a matter of seconds, but not today. All you have to do is keep the twins attention occupied and they will be quiet for a long period time, which is great for when we are out in public but we all know how much Callie hates quiet inside of the house. Anyway, Callie had brought a long one their favorite toys, Mr. Potato Head, however the twins had never seen what Mr. Potato Head looked liked when it was time to put him away. So when Callie placed the blank doll in front them, they both started freaking out screaming 'no face, no face'.

In a panic rush, Callie withdrew the doll and turned it around to open the back. In her frantic hurry to open the doll it kind of exploded all over the place with pieces flying all around us. Callie looked to her left to see Sofia and her mother Lucia staring at her. Sofia's face was emotionless, while Lucia was glaring at her silently telling her to get her kids under control. After that Callie look to her right towards Carlos and I. She was silently telling me to help her, but I was useless because Carlos and I were practically hugging each other while we silently laughed at the situation. Once Callie got the twins to calm down she glared over towards me, and I knew I was in the dog house for the rest of the day.

After church we went to our usual breakfast place, Beth's. Everything was fine until the end of breakfast when the twins started to get moody because it was getting close to their naptime. We were about to leave, but Lucia stopped us because wanted a family picture while we all still looked nice in our Sunday best.

Callie stood next to me while holding Jackie; I was holding William and Sofia stood between us in front. Since the twins weren't going to smile anytime soon, we decided to follow their lead and we all pretended to be upset when Lucia took the picture.

I feel a smile creep on my face when I relive that day. I miss those family moments, and its moments like that, that make me want to go crawling upstairs begging for Callie to take me back. But the moment I step off this floor is when I get the judgmental eyes and that is what brings back to reality. No matter what I do whether it's right or wrong, I'm always the bad guy and that kind of pisses me off.

I know this time it's my fault, because I'm serial killer and killing people is wrong, but how hard is it to just look the other way? Teddy does it, my father does it, Tim did it, and now Lauren does it. Hmm, I'll put a question mark around Lauren because something tells me that this is just phase. That's she's ok with what I do because at the moment it will be for her benefit. She has the satisfaction of knowing that the men who did this to her will never do it again.

With the combination of David and Chris's death and showing how to stalk and pick out kill rooms I see the old Lauren that I met before all of this slowly come out. Usually something like that doesn't happen for at least a few mouths to a few years based off the women I used to date. I see the excitement in her eyes when I show up on the boat after work because that means after dinner we are going stalk Aziz, and she finds great joy in that. I get a small cringe in my stomach when I think about that, did she have a dark passenger inside of her all along, and was I the one that woke the beast inside her? I guess after we kill Aziz and Aaron I'll have my answer. If she continues then I guess I did awake the beast inside her. But who would she kill after all of this done, and she still chooses to kill. Honestly I don't think I could kill her if she started going after innocent people. She's kind of grown on me and I like her as friend. Don't get me wrong I still like Teddy and she will be my sister from another mother, but Lauren is different.

I wouldn't have given Lauren the time of day before all of this, but now something inside of her has change and for some reason whatever it is, is drawing me to her. Maybe I'm attracted to her dark passenger. It has always been just me and my passenger for the past 37 years, maybe it's lonely and wants a friend, or maybe I'm just rambling to get my mind off Callie and this dumb hospital.

I look over towards the clock and see that is 1:30, I have surgery in thirty minutes. I get up from my chair and throw my lab coat on couch before I grab my scrub cap and cell phone. Right as I grab my cell phone I feel it vibrate in my hand. I look down at the screen to see that Lauren is calling me. Lauren never calls me so I answer it without hesitation out of fear that something is wrong. "Hello," I say a little on the frantic side.

"Hey," Lauren's husky voice is back, and she slowly drawls out the word.

Her calmness causes me to relax a little bit when I hear that she is fine, but to be on the safe side I ask her anyways. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, I just got back from the store. I wanted to pick up a few things because I think I'm ready to kill him." Lauren pauses for a moment, and during that moment I get slight uneasy feeling. I'm still not used to having someone else kill for me. I work alone, that's the way it's always been, me and only me, now Lauren has just walked into my life and changed everything. "I know the spot where I want to do it and thought I would tell you everything while we eat dinner, and then maybe we can set everything up tonight."

"Sounds great, I'll see you tonight when I get out of work," I say with slight smile.

"Ok see you later," Lauren says back before she hangs up the phone.

I guess I forgot to mention the fact that Lauren has now found the courage the venture around Seattle on her own without me. I didn't want her walking around Seattle with Aziz and Aaron on the loose, even if I know she stays away from them when I'm not with her. With that being said I let her borrow my car for the time being while I rented one to get me to and from work. I really like the crossover SUVs so I decided to rent a really nice Kia Sorento.

I start to make my way downstairs to the OR when I feel my phone start to buzz again. This time it only does it once, so I already know its text message. When I look at the screen my face lights up a little bit when I see that it is Teddy. God I really missed her.

'Hey, I know I was supposed to be at work today, but Addison and I are stuck in Atlanta for the night because all the flights to the west coast are cancelled because of this snow storm. Anyway I just overheard Addison talking to Callie so I know about you two breaking up, and since Callie won't tell Addison the reason behind the break up I think I know what the reason is, seeing how Callie always tells Addison everything. When I get back we will sit down face to face and you can vent to me all you want.'

Thank God because I could really use her advice right about now.

'You better bring popcorn because a lot of shit has happened during the three weeks that you've have gone.'

'I would be shocked if there wasn't any drama.'

I just chuckle at Teddy's response before I put away my phone. I'm in the main lobby getting ready to change elevators, something I never understood when I bump into Dr. Stark. He just smirks at me for moment and I can't help but return the smirk, but mine is a little on the cocky side. For the past two weeks I've been giving Stark non-surgical cases, which has done nothing but prove to me that he is the Nyx. I just want to know how he kills these kids in their sleep before I actually kill him.

Stark misses his elevator on purpose and just walks over towards me while I wait for mine. "You can give me all the non-surgical cases you want, but we'll see who has the last laugh by the beginning of next week." He whispers to me which causes me to get a little nervous. Usually I just ride off the threats I get because at the end of the day I'm the one who wins, but since I'm not at home to protect Callie and the kids I feel myself actually getting scared. The four things I care about in the world are defenseless and I don't like it. "You don't want to miss your elevator," Stark breaks me from my thoughts before he slaps me on my back and shoves into my elevator. He gives me one last smile before the doors close. I swear to God if he touches my kids or Callie this hospital will find out the bloody and violent way why Callie actually left me.

When I get to the OR I see that my surgery is with Jo, which is a good thing. Killing and surgery seem to relax my mind and help me calm down, and since I'm with Jo I know we'll be here for a little while.

Jo and I are in surgery until the end of our shift. I will admit that I wasn't completely there because Stark and his threat have been weighing on my mine. Even if Callie wants nothing to do with, I'll always be there to protect her whether she knows it or not. I go upstairs to change but not before I pass by the daycare center. Callie and I still have the same schedule and she gets off work the same time I do, but it would seem that she got out a little early because the kids are gone.

When I see that the kids are gone I get changed before I make my why back to the boat. When I enter the haul I see Lauren in my black shirts and some sweatpants in the kitchen making dinner.

"Hey," Lauren says with smile as she turns around to face me. "I figured I would changes things up for a little bit and cook for you for a change."

I just give her a smile back before I stand next to her on her left side. "What did you make?" I move my attention over towards the stove.

"I made Italian chicken with some brown rice and broccoli." Lauren says as she turns to face me. "Here try a piece," Lauren is holding a fork that has a small piece of chicken on it.

"It's really good," I say after I take a bite. She just smiles and cuts off a piece for herself and tries some as well.

"I was a little nervous because it's been so long since I've cooked. I thought I was going to ruin this meal." She puts down her fork to attend to her rice.

While she is attending to her rice I can't help but notice how close we are. For the past few weeks Lauren has been subconsciously keeping her distance from me. I think it's because she still scared to be close to others around her. I've never seen when she is out in Seattle by herself so I don't know if she is just comfortable around me or others as well. "Well let me get out of your way." I say as I start to walk towards the table.

"You don't have to," Lauren says to me.

"Trust me; you don't want me to be in the kitchen while you're cooking. Just ask Callie." I give her a small hurtful smile, why do have to be serial killer. I could probably be at home with her and the kids right now, but for some reason I find joy in killing others and Callie doesn't like that.

Lauren sees the hurt in my eyes and decides to the drop the subject before she goes back to cooking while I just sit at the kitchen table getting lost in my thoughts thinking about Callie. 15 minutes after I sit down is when Lauren joins with two plates filled with our dinner.

The first half of dinner is quiet as we both get lost in our thoughts, "so I was thinking that I want to kill Aziz in his gym," Lauren says after she puts a piece of broccoli in her mouth.

"That is a bad idea on so many different levels." I start, "he works at Anytime Fitness. That gym is a 24 hour gym anybody that is a member can come in when they please and that is something we don't need. We can't afford witnesses and I try not to kill innocent people when I can."

"I understand, but I should have explained myself better, sorry." Lauren says, "Aziz is about to be fired from Anytime Fitness, I guess he is one of trainers that creeps on his female clients. Well I guess a lot people have reported him and he is about to be fire within the next week or so, but he also knows that he is about to be fired so he has been saving his money so he can open up his own gym. That is where I want to kill him, in his own gym."

I just lean back as Lauren continues to talk. Someone has been doing her homework while I'm work. As she talks about Aziz I feel a little strange because I didn't think she would go all out like this, or be so good at the first time around. "His gym is going to be located in west Seattle on 50th ave between Dakota Street and Andover St. He wants to call it Impact Fitness; he just brought the building and doesn't have anything scheduled until next week because that is when he gets the keys. I thought maybe if you were up to it we could go get ice cream, because Sweet Frog is close by and I love their frozen yogurt, while you check out this building and see if it's a good place for me to kill him."

"I'm down to do that," I say with a smile as I get up and collect the plates to wash the dishes.

After I clean the kitchen we find ourselves in dark baggy clothing driving to Impact Fitness in west Seattle. West Seattle is a little bit of a drive for us but after 40 minutes of driving we are parking on the street getting ready to go into Sweet Frog for dessert. Before we leave the car I give her a pair of latex gloves for later.

We enjoy our frozen yogurt for the first 30 minutes of our outing before we sneak into one of the alleyways that leads to back of Impact Fitness. I manage to pick the lock in less than 5 minutes, which a personal best for me and I won't lie wanted to show Lauren whose boss, just in case this turns out to bite me the ass.

Even though the building is going through construction and there are plastic sheets up everywhere we avoid walking into the main room, because there are large windows and we don't want anyone to see our shadows.

Lauren walks into a large tile room before she turns to face me. "I want to kill him in here, the bathroom. Because that is all he is a worthless piece of shit." I just shake my head before I enter the bathroom and look around. Just like the other rooms there are sheets of plastic we could use to our advantage. "I think we should play it on the safe side and set up the room tomorrow just in case there is a surprise inspection." She adds.

I shake my head again before I turn to face her. "That's a good idea." I pause to look around the room, "this is a good place to kill him." My eyes go back to looking at her. She's smiling at me and I smile back.

"You're a good teacher," she shrugs at me.

"I try," is my only reply back to her.

The footsteps and talking outside in the alleyway get our attention. We are quiet for about 15 minutes before the noise goes away. "We should get going," I whisper to her. "We don't want to alert other to our presence too soon."

"Right" is all Lauren says as stands right behind me. I'm the first one to peer my head out making sure the coast is clear. Once everything clear is when we both exit the gym.

When we get back to the boat we both decide to get change and call it a night. Lauren changes into her usual in my room while I get change in the one of the guest rooms, because it feels a little awkward watching her get changed. When I return to the room Lauren is already under the covers, when I get into the bed I immediately fall into a dreamless sleep the moment my head hits the pillow.

I have the next day off, and for the first time in a year I sleep in passed 6 o'clock in the morning and Lauren sleeps in past 8 o'clock in the morning. Together we both don't wake up until about noon.

I let out a small sigh before I roll over onto my back so I'm facing the ceiling. My movement causes Lauren to stir a little bit until she finally wakes up as well. Her back was facing me when she was sleeping, but just like me she rolls over onto her back facing the ceiling as well. "Hey" she says in what I can only assume is her signature low husky voice as she turn her head to face me.

"Morning" I say with a small smile. "Seeing how we both slept until noon, I would say you slept nicely last night."

"Yeah, it was nice." Lauren closes her eyes for she gives out a little stretch and then sits up in the bed. At some point last night it would seem that I stole all of the covers because I'm sweaty and can barely move.

We have about 6 hours to kill before we need to start getting ready for Aziz's kill. We spend another hour just lying in my bed watching TV before I get up and make lunch, which we eat in my bed. Around 3:30 is when we start to get ready, Lauren showers in my bathroom and I shower in one of guest bedrooms to make things go a little quicker.

I always take fast showers so I'm done and dressed probably before Lauren has even thought about washing her hair. While Lauren is still showering I go collect my knife set and other supplies we will need for tonight. I'm in the kitchen standing over the dinner table sharpening and cleaning one my knives when Lauren comes to stand in the doorway. As she stands in the doorway I don't say or do anything as I take in the sight in front of me.

Lauren notices my silence, "I look stupid, don't I?" Lauren somewhat whines as she looks down at her body and the outfit she has on.

I don't know why, but for some reason I lost the ability to speak for a few seconds but I'm able to recover it after she asked me that question. "No, you don't look stupid at all. You look nice, that outfit fits you perfectly." Lauren is standing the doorway wearing a dark green long sleeve shirt just like my black shirt. She has on matching dark green pants, but her pants are cargo pants and she has on small black boots unlike my low top converse.

Lauren's hands rub down her stomach briefly as she looks at herself one more time before she looks back up to me with a smile on her face. Her smile fades a little bit when her eyes land on my knife set that is sitting on the table. She walks up to me and stands on my left side, her eyes still glued on the knives in front of her. "May I?" she asks as she points down at my knife set.

"Yeah," I whisper before I step aside so she can look and touch my knives. I watch as her right hand raises and she slides it down the row of knives before she picks one of them up. She takes the knife with two hands and holds it in front of her same why I did when I was about to kill Chris. "Turn it the other way," I correct when I see the blade of the knife is facing way from her, which is the wrong the way.

"Oh," Lauren says lightly before she turns the knife around to hold it correctly. With the knife in her hand she stabs the knife downwards like do. I don't say anything for a few minutes as I just watch her practice getting ready for tonight.

Once she is done we the leave the boat and make way to our first stop, Impact Fitness. I park my car in the alley that leads to the back door of Impact Fitness. Just like last night I pick the lock and soon the two of us are in the bathroom setting up her kill room. We spend the next hour in a half silently working together as set up the kill room. If someone were an outsider looking in one would think that we were a killing team that has done this before. With help of Lauren we are able to set up the kill in one hour and thirty minutes, which is thirty minutes faster than when I do it by myself.

Since this was Lauren's first time setting up a kill room I had planned a little extra time just in case she wasn't doing something right, but she did everything right. After our room is set up we drive over to Anytime Fitness and just watch and wait for Aziz to come out and go home for the night.

It's around 8pm when his last client shows up for the night. When I watch his last client walk through the door and get on a treadmill to start her warm up is when I look over towards Lauren. "You remember our plan?" I say to her as I unbuckle my seatbelt. Lauren just shakes her head at me. "Alright, I'll be at the bus stop between West Blaine and 2nd Ave. If anything changes you call me and pick me immediately, don't go trying to do this by yourself. We've come a long way to throw it all away now, ok?"

Lauren eyes never leave Aziz as he walks up to the girl that is on the treadmill. "I got it; I won't do anything stupid I promise." Lauren's eyes finally leave Aziz and his client and move on to me.

"Ok," is all I say to her before I get out of car, while she gets into the driver's seat. Once I'm out of the car I go to the bus stop and start my thirty minute commute to Lower Queen Anne. When I get to my destination at W Blaine and 2nd Ave I look at my watch to see that it is 8:55, made it just in time. Only Seattle transportation can make a thirty bus ride a fifty minute bus ride. I sit on the stoop of an abandon building for about twenty more minutes before I see Aziz's blue F-150 drive down Blaine street, and not more and few feet behind him I see my sliver BMW X5. Before Aziz's truck makes to me, Lauren steps on the gas a little and hits the back of his bumper causing him to stop and pull over.

Our current spot is Lower Queen Anne is always deserted especially during the night time. So when I leave my stoop and walk up to them in shadows nobody is around. Aziz pulls over to my side of the street which makes things easier for me. He gets out of his truck and Lauren gets out of my car. "What the fuck you dude, do you not know how to drive?" Aziz says as he looks down at bumper first. Finally after a few second he turns his attention to Lauren; "of course not, you're a girl…" he trails off when he recognizes Lauren's face.

His eyes get wide and he is about to turn around get back in his truck, however when he turns around he is greeted by the sight of me before he passes out from the M99 I injected into his neck.

I catch his body before it hits the ground, and I carry him to the back of my car. Lauren pops trunk and I put him inside while I tie this hands and feet together. Once he is properly in my trunk, I walk up to the driver's side door of my car. "Get into his car and follow me." Lauren just shakes her head and does what she is told.

It takes me 5 minutes to lead her to a side street just off of Garfield; I park the car in the alley and allow her pull up next to me. "Park his car up there," I nod my head in front of me. "Turn off the car but leave the keys inside and the car doors unlocked." Just like before Lauren shakes her head and does what she is told.

This part of Lower Queen Anne is known for auto theft, Aziz's car will be gone by the end of the night. 45 minutes after we left Aziz's car in Lower Queen Anne, Lauren and I are back in west Seattle in Impact Fitness with Aziz strapped to my, well Lauren's, table waiting for him to walk up.

Lauren wants him to wake up on his own so we are waiting for another 40 minutes before Aziz starts to come to. Just like the others before him, when he realizes he can't move he starts to have a panic attack and violently tries to get out his restraints. I let out a loud sigh before I shift my weight slightly which causes the plastic below me to make some noise which gets his attention.

Aziz's head quickly turns to his right and his eyes land on me. He breathing starts to get heavy and he is trying to spit out the gag in his mouth but it is nothing work. He eyes are filled with terror as he looks into my lifeless eyes. We continue to stare at each other before I take my eyes off of him and look over to Lauren who is standing on his left side but she is in the corner of the room right by his feet.

Aziz takes the hint and moves his head to his left side and looks to the corner of the room by his feet. When he and Lauren make eye contact is when he really starts to freak out. "You recognize me," Lauren says with a soft smile. "I was a little worried that you wouldn't recognize me because I look a little different since the last time we saw each other. My hands aren't tied behind back, and now you're the one that is out numbered in this room."

Aziz's eyes shift from Lauren back over towards me. I don't say anything as I walk up to him and remove the gag that is in his mouth.

"I never wanted to do any of it," right away Aziz starts to plead for his life.

"Really?" Lauren questions.

"It wasn't me, David, Chris and Aaron made me do it. They forced me to do things that I never would have done." Aziz starts to stutter as he and Lauren continue to talk.

"No," Lauren yells as she walks up to Aziz's head. "You made me do thing I never would have done, ever." Lauren presses her finger on his forehead while she yells at the man, and for a moment Lauren's aggressiveness sparks something inside of me, something I can't explain. "EVER," she screams one last time.

"What- what do you people what?" Aziz stutters. "Chris and Aaron, I can give you Chris and Aaron."

"I've already killed Chris, just like I killed David, and just she is going to kill you." I say to him.

"What about, Aaron? You don't have."

"We've got Aaron," I counter back.

"Well what do you want?" Aziz tries to muster up a sly smile, "I mean everybody wants something. Aaron's banker so I can get you money if that is what want, I can get you lots of money." Lauren and I don't respond to him and just look at him as he continues to plead for his life. "Aaron will do anything I say, so just give me a number and I'll get it to you."

Lauren leans down so she is eye level with Aziz. "27," she says in low raspy voice. "Is that good for you? Can you manage 27?"

"Please," before Aziz can say anything else to us I put the gag back in his mouth and walk over to my knife set and pick up the knife that Lauren picked up earlier. "Aim for the heart," I say to her before I return to my original spot on the opposite side of the table.

I watch as Lauren holds the knife close to her chest before she takes a look around the room at the pictures from the other girls before her. She closes her eyes briefly before she walks closer to Aziz's side. When Aziz sees the knife he starts to breathe heavily screaming the best he can through his gag.

Lauren takes the knife and raises it above her head before she slams it down into the man's chest. The moment Lauren's knife penetrated Aziz's chest, I felt my mouth go dry and small tingling sensation in my stomach. I've never been in the same room with someone as they killed another human being, this is a first for me, and I'm not going to lie I kind of enjoyed it which I find weird. Killing people was never sexual for me, and still isn't to this day. I'm control freak like Lauren, but the only difference is instead of overseeing surgery preps or staying close to my patients, I kill people. I control when they live and when they die, but watching Lauren kill someone has given me a different kind of satisfaction and it's strange. Lauren has her eyes closes and she is starting to breathe heavily. "Are you ok?" I manage to say.

"Yeah," Lauren says as she continuously shakes her head yes before she steps back away from the body.

The deconstruction of my kill room is the same two hours because I do it alone. Even though I know Lauren can help, I can't afford her making the smallest mistakes so I make her stand in the corner and watch.

Once I get everything cleaned up Lauren and I find ourselves in Neah Bay throwing Aziz's body into the Bay. When bags are gone Lauren goes down into the haul of my boat while I bring the boat back to the dock. When I enter the haul I hear Lauren doing something in my room but I ignore it and I go to my storage room to clean my knives. It's about an hour later when I decide to call it a night.

I get to my bedroom to find Lauren sitting at the foot of bed still dressed in her kill outfit looking down at her hands or at the floor, from my angle I can't tell. "I warned you that it's not as easy as it looks. Killing with always take a piece of you every time you do it, until you become hollow like me." I say to her.

Lauren doesn't say anything to me as her eyes meet my eyes, without taking our eyes off each other Lauren slowly gets up off the bed and stands in front of me. "What would you do if I tried to kiss you right now?"

Well I wasn't expecting that question to come out of her mouth, "I wouldn't let you. I would stop you before you got too close."

Lauren shakes her head a little bit, "why?" Lauren pauses for a moment. "Callie left you, technically you're single and I feel safe when I'm around you. Do you not have a little bit of an attraction towards me?"

"I know Callie left me, but no matter what, I could never just walk away from her. Every day I hope that this is just a phase and that she will eventually come around and accept me for who I really am. Callie is the only person besides my kids to actually draw feeling from me. I truly care about and for her, even if she never feels the same way about me again." I pause for moment when a thought hits me like a brick wall out of nowhere. "I like being around you and helping you because you control me almost like Callie does to a certain degree."

My last statement gets an eyebrow raise from Lauren. "Callie keeps me calm, she stops me from being reckless, and she makes me think before I do anything. She hates violence, so I try to stop myself to from being a violent killer. When she's not around I can get very nasty and violent. When she first left me a few weeks ago I killed two people, one was an innocent prostitute trying to make money and the other was David. And before I killed them I was going to kill a young couple who wanted to start a family together just because. The whole find a criminal, stalk them, and kill them quietly goes out the window when her presence isn't there to stop me."

"So how do I fit into all of this?"

"Finding and help you has taken my mind off of certain things. I'm pretty sure that if I hadn't have found you when I did, I would probably me breaking one of my cardinal rules of killing, which is don't kill an innocent person." I take another pause, "who knows what could have happened to me if you didn't show into my life asking for revenge. I could have been in a jail cell waiting to be tried for murder."

Lauren doesn't say anything else as she goes back to sitting on the edge of the bed. We don't say anything to each other before I turn around and start walk into the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" Lauren questions.

"I think it would be best if I slept by myself tonight." I say to her while looking over at the nightstand too my left. I take a few minutes to breathe before I speak again. "Even though killing is all about control for me, for some reason I found you attractive when I watched you kill Aziz, and I don't trust either of sleeping in the same bed in the same room." After my statement I turn back around round and start to walk into one of my guest bedrooms, "yell if you need anything." I say from the first guest room on the left.

My only response from Lauren is the sound of the master bedroom door closing lightly. I sigh to myself before I too close my door. I feel my hand hover over the door knob as I think about what I want to do. Everyone is already saying that I slept with Lauren, would it really matter if I decided to make that statement true?

'Just because they casted you as the villain doesn't mean you have to play the part, Arizona.' I hear Tim's voice right behind me in the far right corner of the room.

My hand drops a little lower as I turn the lock, locking myself inside the room so Lauren can't come in in the middle of the night.

Why? Why can't Callie be like Teddy and Lauren? I would never do anything to hurt her, I actually love and care for her. What makes me so different now compared to the first she meet me?

A/N: Now before you go crazy on me, I'm a person that keeps their word and I promised no sex between Lauren and Arizona, but I couldn't help but tease it...