AN: From what I've written so far, I think all my chapters will be kept pretty short. (And the entire story takes place in like a 3 day window)

Chapter 3

What the hell is going on? Meredith. Someone wanted to kill Meredith, take Callie, and send me to prison. Why?

She was racking her brain, but she seemed to be stuck in a panic that she couldn't shake. With her hands now cuffed closer together, and then cloth restraints tied from the cuffs to the bed, she tried to fight against them and break free. Which was frankly hopeless, but she would keep fighting.

"Calm down," She heard a voice tell her sternly. There standing in the doorway was a familiar face.

"Teddy if you think I did this too, then just please, get the hell out of here," Arizona said defeated, letting her body collapse back down on the bed.

"I know you didn't do this Arizona. You aren't capable of something like this. And I know you couldn't hurt Callie. It's not in your nature to hurt anyone. I cannot and do not believe that you did this," she said with utter sincerity. Frankly, that was not was Arizona expected to hear, but she was relieved none the less.

"No one is looking for Callie, Teddy. I have to find her," Arizona whispered. Then she noticed Teddy suddenly avoiding eye contact with her. "What?" Arizona added.

"They got the DNA results back. They found Callie's blood in the apartment too," Teddy said.

"She could still be alive though Teddy. Please. You have to help me," she pleaded.

"I don't know what you want me to do. Your lawyer is on the way, but-"

"It will be too late," she said through gritted teeth. Teddy took a deep breath, while running a hand through her hair. "Does everyone think I killed them?" She asked painfully. She had hardly given herself a moment to think of Meredith. Or the people that she had meant the most to like Cristina, Derek and Lexie. She was too consumed with thoughts of Callie, but giving pause and thinking about the pain they must be going through, it was all weighing down on her.

Teddy took a moment before answering. "Bailey seems... questioning. Webber seems sympathetic. He's actually speaking to the police now since he's the chief and all. I don't know what Mark thinks because he refuses to talk to anyone now. But I think that at the moment, yes, pretty much everyone does. But I think later when their emotions aren't as raw, when the pain isn't as fresh, they will know what I know. That you didn't do this." Arizona pulled against her restraints again. She needed to break free.

"If you could break out of here, what would you do? Where would you go? You'd be a fugitive," Teddy said softly.

"If I have even the slightest chance of saving Callie then I have to take the risk," she racked her brain and then, "look a few days ago Callie had mentioned that Meredith wanted to speak with us about something in private. I didn't think anything of it, in fact I'm only just remembering it now, but what if whatever she had to tell us is what got her killed?"

"That's a start. But you don't know what that was," Teddy said slowly, almost painfully.

"I need to get out of here," she whispered, her voice beginning to crack. It was her last ditch appeal to Teddy, and the tears that had been welled up in her eyes finally spilt over.

"I'm sorry Arizona," Teddy said. She paused when Arizona lowered her head in defeat and then put a comforting hand on Arizona's shoulder. "I'll be back in a half hour. I'll talk to the guard stationed outside your door and let him know I'm bringing a sedative to help with sleeping."

"Couldn't you get a nurse to do that?"Arizona mumbled. She didn't want to see Teddy. She didn't need her pity.

"It's a new wave again. The turnover with nurses has been ridiculous," Teddy said rolling her eyes. Teddy needed at least one moment between them to be like normal, but she was quickly pulled back into the reality of their current situation. She reached for Arizona's hand and grasped it tightly, "I'll be back in a half hour." Then she slowly stood up and walked to the door. She glanced back at Arizona, second guessing herself for a moment, but then opened the door and walked away, leaving Arizona to tightly grasp the small metal paperclip that was now in the palm of her hand.

AN: Don't we all need a true blue friend like Teddy?