AN: My first attempt at fanfiction writing, and I kind of lost interest quickly. But as a frequent reader I know it's annoying to read a story without an ending. I'm going to release most of what I got now then going to finish up the last few chapters and release those shortly (hopefully). Thank you, you lovely readers.

Chapter 6

Arizona was certain that she had never met, read a file or signed off on anything to do with Thomas Benson despite the fact that she should have as Head of PEDS. She was even more certain that she had never used the drug Parxotinine. She had never even heard of it. She had never worked with Meredith Grey for that matter, but there was Meredith listed as the resident assisting in a surgery that supposedly she had performed. Did this mean that Callie hadn't performed all those failed surgeries? If they could forge her signature then surely they could forge Callie's, and Meredith's.

Maybe this was what Meredith had discovered and wanted to talk to them about. Now it would have been three days ago that Meredith had said she wanted to meet with them. Arizona kept getting called in and canceling. Meredith hadn't seemed to be pushing too hard to meet them, but Arizona now recognized she must have been trying to avoid suspicion. Obviously someone had caught on.

She needed to research what the hell Parxotinine was, but she had no phone, no computer and no library. She grabbed a black hoodie, and she nearly lost it when she realized that it must have belonged to Meredith. But instead she took a deep calming breath.

I'll make the bastards pay for what they did to you Meredith.

She heard the news shift back to her. Only now they were announcing that a statement was about to be released by Dr. Richard Webber, the Chief of Surgery at Seattle Grace Mercy West.

"All of us here at Seattle Grace are devastated by the death of Dr. Meredith Grey and the disappearance of Dr. Callie Torres, and all of our thoughts and prayers go out to their families and loved ones. Another one of our own, Dr. Arizona Robbins is implicated in the murder and disappearance of both. No words can describe what we are all feeling. However, until a full investigation can be completed, I would like to reserve judgement." Arizona remembered that Teddy had said that Webber had been sympathetic. Arizona couldn't help but feel relieved that there was some other person who at least questioned whether she could have really killed Meredith. Someone was in her corner.

"Dr. Robbins, Arizona, if you are listening, if you hear this please turn yourself in. You have maintained your innocence, and so if you are innocent, turn yourself in so that the police can focus on who really committed these unspeakable acts. Please, we are all searching for answers. Thank you." Then she heard the ruckus as dozens of journalists started trying to bombard Webber with questions.

"That was Dr. Richard Webber, the Chief of Surgery at Seattle Grace Mercy West releasing a statement on behalf of the hospital."

She wanted to do what he asked. She really did. She wanted to believe that she could turn herself in, and that the police would go searching for Callie especially since she had this new potential lead, but she knew better. She had seen Detective Malone's face. He was so certain that he had the right person that he would not be satisfied until she was locked up for life. No, she would have to find Callie and Meredith's killer on her own.

She was nervous about driving the car back towards town, but she had no real other options as it would take hours for her to make it on foot. When she reached the city limits, she ditched the car and walked to the nearest bus line.

Here goes nothing. If one person notices me, Callie and I are dead.

She tried to make herself as unassuming as possible, and when she noticed a man starring at her she was sure that the jig was up, and she was on her way to jail. But instead he moved to sit closer to her and chat her up, but she smiled and acted shy and flattered before declaring that the next stop was hers. "Too bad," He said.

When she stepped off the bus she noticed the cold, and she noticed that it was already getting dark despite the fact that it was only three in the afternoon. That's what winters in Seattle could be like, but the darkness would make her less noticeable on the streets. However, the darkness also made Arizona aware of how much time had passed since Callie had been taken. She quickened her pace towards one of the only libraries she could think of.

Arizona walked into the small local library. She was terrified on the inside but tried to keep her demeanor calm, like she should be there. She headed to a computer, logged on and then went to the search bar. The first thing, Parxotinine, which didn't exist. Then Arizona remembered one of Meredith's scribbles, "Promethozima". She searched that next. It was considered an experimental drug, no human trials had been approved. The goal was that it could be used to kill any remaining cancer cells within an organ, so that a patient could be cancer free. The article listed some similar drugs that the Harper Avery Foundation had come out publicly saying that they would not go forward with any human trials.

Someone at Seattle Grace was using a drug that had not been approved for human trials. They were experimenting, and trying to cover their tracks. But Meredith had caught on and they must have killed her for it.

Despite this information being very interesting, it wasn't useful in her search for Callie. Maybe she was in over her head. At least now she had some information that she could give to the police, maybe this would at least make them question if Arizona was the real killer. She decided to search her name now. There were thousands of entries, most having to do with the murder of Meredith Grey. She clicked on one of the links and there was a photo of Richard Webber from the news conference, most of the staff, minus Cristina and Derek, were standing behind him as well. To provide a sense of solidarity, Arizona supposed. Webber always said that Seattle Grace Mercy West was like family.

She saw Teddy standing in the background. She cringed at the sight of her face because of the nasty black eye she'd given her in order to make it look like Arizona had attacked her. When truthfully, Teddy had let her go. However, it was one of those people standing to Webber's right that Arizona found curious. Jackson Avery.

His right hand was in a cast. It hadn't been when she'd seen him two days ago.