Back Together?- A Different Time Means Different Circumstances

Chapter 9- We Still Care

Arizona's POV

I woke up naked in an unfamiliar bed with no one next to me in a poorly decorated room. My clothing and other belongings were thrown carelessly around the room. As I sat up, a pounding headache overcame me. Shit. I didn't drop off Sofia on her first day at school to sleep with someone. When I looked around the room, I realized that not a single belonging other than my own would be owned by a woman, only a man. My heart skipped a beat. I started to panic and got dressed when I realized that my phone was gone. I was too scared to search for it and instead bolted for the door, only to realize that it had been locked from the other side.

Complete terror overcame me. I began sobbing and shaking violently on the ground. What if I was pregnant? Flashbacks of my pregnancy and miscarriage, the helplessness I felt in the woods after the plane crashed, and not knowing If I was going to loose Callie and Sofia in the car crash surrounded me. I was locked in. I ran to the windows in hope of them being unlocked. They weren't. I tried to break them, but they wouldn't even crack. They were made of bulletproof glass.

Hours later, I was still stuck inside shaking on the ground when I realized that if the door was hollow I might be able to break it. I shakily walked over to check. It was. My head steadied and a small and mischievous smile crept onto my face. I found a metal chair and started violently hitting the door with it. After five minutes, I had made a small hole. After that, I had more hope and started rhythmically thrusting the door with the chair. I felt the burn in my biceps and core, and then with one final big thrust, I had made a big enough hole for me to walk out of.

I made a dash to the front door, which was luckily not locked from the outside. I made it outside and ran as far away from the house as I could before slowing down. I needed to call Callie. I spotted a nice-looking older lady and asked for barrow her phone. I dialed Callies number.

"Dr. Torres here, I need to call you back. My wife is missing and I'm trying to find her."

Wife. She called me her wife.

"Callie," I said breathlessly and almost in tears. I continued "Callie, you found me."

"Arizona... what... what happened, where are you?" she asked in a panicked voice.

"I don't really know Callie, I'll explain later. My phone got stolen, I'm using somebody else's, I'll have her tell you where I am." I responded slowly.

Within a matter of minutes, Callie was there. I got into her car and asked her to drop me off where I had left mine. She put her hand on my thigh the entire ride. I kept my hand on top of hers. Silent support.

The car stopped by mine and we got out. We stood close, facing eachother, and I put my hand just below her elbow on her forearm.

"You still care" I whispered surely. Her head tilted slightly and her eyes softened.

"I do" she whispered back in a sympathetic tone, putting her hand on my in the same location.

We slowly welcomed eachother into a warm and meaningful hug. I closed my eyes and rested my head on her shoulder as we melted into eachother and I smelled her scent.