Arizona (Hawaii Five-0 / Criminal Minds/ FBI International Fanfic)

Chapter 18 (Edited-Longer Chapter)

3 weeks Later...

Agent Scott Forrester's Apartment, Budapest Hungary 

Arizona bolted awake out of a deep sleep dashing from the bed and into the bathroom right before she started violently throwing up. After a moment she stopped and sat back and took a breath noticing Scott knelt down beside her and handing her a cup of water. "Here, try and take small sips of this," he said trying to cover the worry on his face. "thanks," Arizona said softly accepting the cup and began taking small sips. 

Not even 5 seconds later she had to set the glass down and started throwing up again. Scott pulled her hair back with one hand and rubbed her back with the other. After a few minutes, Arizona stopped throwing up and leaned back against Scott. "You look a bit pale, why don't I help you back to bed and you get some rest for a bit," he suggests. 

"okay," Arizona said pushing herself up. She flushed the toilet and Scott led her back into his room and bed. He placed a few blankets over her, "Try and sleep it off, okay?" Scott said more than asked as he disappeared for a moment and returned with a fresh cup of water and a small garbage can with a bag inside in case she didn't make it to the bathroom. 

Scott was about to climb back into bed and cuddle Arizona when his phone buzzed in his pocket. He fished the device out, answering the call as he placed the phone to his ear. "Forrester" he answered. "okay, I'm on my way now," Scott said before he hung up. "Try and get some rest, Tank is here. I gotta head to work but I'll see you in a couple hours, I'm working out of the city today," Scott said softly to Arizona who was half asleep. "okay, be safe. I love you," Arizona said her words caused Scott to pause. "Get some rest," he said again as he placed a kiss on her head; before he got up. Scott got dressed, left the apartment, and made the 15-minute drive to the office.

Arizona woke up a few hours later bolting out of bed, and into the bathroom in time to start throwing up again. What the Hell is wrong with me? was it something I ate? She asked herself. Arizona stopped throwing up after a few minutes leaving her sitting on the tile floor in the bathroom. She was sweating from throwing up and within seconds she was shivering cold, and barely had the energy to get off the floor. 

Arizona stood up flushed the toilet and briefly looked at herself in the mirror. Wow, I look awful. She thought taking in her pale face, I should go back to my apartment at least if I throw up on the floor there I won't feel as bad as throwing up on Scott's floor. With a deep sigh, she exited the bathroom, got dressed, and gathered her stuff before leaving Scott's apartment building. 

Arizona McGarrett's Penthouse, Budapest Hungary

Arizona's apartment was a 15-minute walk, she was about to enter her apartment building when a man stepped in front of her causing her to pause. "My apologies, Ms. McGarrett," he replied causing her to look at him confused as to how he knew her. Not to mention the moment he said her name she had a bad gut feeling about him. "Do I know you Mr?" Arizona asked him puzzled as he just sent her an eerie smile. "Since you seem to be the more... Reasonable of the McGarrett siblings." He said with a pause causing Arizona to laugh out loud at his words "I'm the reasonable one?" She repeated amused. "Tell your brother not to dig too deeply into your family's history, because he might not like what he finds." The man warned.

Arizona froze the moment he mentioned Steve, "Where is he? What did you do to him?" she asked trying to keep the worry out of her voice. The man sent her an amused smile, "Steve is just waking up to go for his morning swim, off the shore of your family home," was all he said before he walked away a few steps only to pause and look at her. "The name is Wo-Fet, you have an incredible evening Agent Arizona McGarrett. I do hope you feel better," He added with a smile before he walked away leaving her shaken by the entire experience, to say the least.