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Chapter 12

It was strange, definitely not natural, that two people who loved each other so much were headed to an almost-guaranteed unceremonious ending. They had taken Jackson's car and driven towards their doom because chances were they would get arrested very soon. They were the most wanted people in all of Seattle. If instead it was Webber who found them, then they might end up dead instead.

Jackson had explained to Arizona that he believed Webber had absorbed Mercy West for a number of reasons. For the additional staff, which he could later fire without suspicion, and for the additional space. Arizona suspected that inside of the old Mercy West building Webber would have some sort of lab, or his findings, supplies of drugs, something useful to her and Callie. She refused to believe that Webber had burned it all down when he had lit that fire in Seattle Grace. So now she and Callie were standing in Mercy West's old parking garage, looking down at the rest of Mercy West.

"What if he doesn't show? What if there isn't anything here?" Callie was panicking. They had been here for several hours, taking turns taking watch, and there was no sign of Webber.

"He's going to show. He wouldn't have destroyed all his research," Arizona said. She was trying to convince herself as much as Callie. If they couldn't prove that Webber was behind the illegal trials, behind Meredith's murder, then they would be on the run from the police. Who knew how long they'd last before they wound up in prison. Callie sat down with her back up against the concrete. Another half hour passed. It was dark now. Arizona began to walk away.

"Where are you going?" Callie asked and quickly stood up to follow Arizona.

"I'll be right back," Arizona said casually.

"No, I'm coming with you," Arizona turned to argue so Callie added a forceful "Arizona." Arizona grunted a quiet "fine."

They took the stairwell down from the parking garage, and headed towards the rear entrance of Mercy West. It looked like vandals had broken most of the glass windows so Arizona and Callie were able to sneak in rather easily. Suddenly, Arizona was wishing that they had done this much earlier. It would have saved them a lot of time.

"Lead the way," she said while motioning that she'd follow Callie. Since Callie had worked at Mercy West she figured Callie could lead them to the basement faster. When they reached the basement level they were welcomed with a fenced off area, that had a padlock on it. Arizona reached for her trusted paper clip and set about picking the lock. She could have cheered when she finally heard the click and was able to take the padlock off the door. It was a small victory for the day.

"How do you know how to do that?" Callie whispered.

"Tim and I use to get up to all types of trouble," she said with a small smile. Callie rolled her eyes and thought Of course you did. As they walked further through the basement, Arizona decided to take out her gun.

Just in case.

They saw a light coming from further down the hall, a low blue light. They quietly made there way towards the light, and found an open room. A lab. Arizona could see a stack of files on the counter, and rushed towards it, Callie following on her heels.

"Arizona!" Arizona whipped around with her gun drawn, but it was too late. Webber was holding Callie in front of him, a gun held to her head. Arizona starred into Callie's wide, fearful eyes.

What have I done!

Webber was smirking. "I've been waiting for you both. Robbins- Arizona. I've been so impressed with how you've managed to deal with everything thrown your way. Every obstacle," he was so smug. Arizona would give anything to be able to rip out his throat. "Of course, I know you've gotten help. I don't know how much Altman knows, but it's definitely too much. Once you both have been dealt with I'll be able to deal with her."

Arizona's jaw clenched, and her grip on the trigger was beginning to tighten. Webber noticed, and held his own gun more tightly to Callie's head, which caused Callie to gasp. Arizona's expression immediately changed, and she held the gun out in front of her, and began to slowly lower it to the floor.

"Don't hurt her," she said to Webber. He just smirked.

"I'm not going to hurt her. You are," Arizona's stomach felt like it was about to fall out from her stomach. All she could think that was left to do was make a run for it at Webber, maybe it would force his gun off of Callie and onto her. Maybe she could give Callie a chance to make it. She was just about to got for it when she heard a squeak come from the gate. Someone else was coming. Webber had heard it as well, and he grabbed his phone looking down at the screen.

"Grab your gun," He hissed, and went to pull Callie back into the shadows. Arizona did as he said, and swooped down to pick up her gun. She held it when she saw Officer Malone.

"Dr. Robbins, where is Webber?" he said while still pointing his gun at Arizona. Arizona looked into the shadows, and somehow she was able to see into Callie's eyes. It was like an entire conversation was being shared between the two of them in the fleeting moments.

Malone followed Arizona's gaze, and as he turned his head towards Webber and Callie a loud gunshot rang out. Callie screamed, and quickly lashed out at Webber whose gun had been trained on Malone. She bit him and his gun dropped to the ground, he quickly struck Callie across the face, and she went crashing backwards, but Arizona was on top of him in a second. She barreled into him, knocking him to the ground, and then she trained her gun on him.

Everything became still. Malone was lying on the ground, shot. Callie was holding her face looking at Arizona whose gun was trained to Webber's face.

Now what?