Arizona
After that, I blacked out.
I remember nothing from the end of that conversation to just now.
When I woke up.
My eyes slowly flutter open and a strange wave of dejavu floods over me, as a steady beeping from a heart monitor was by the left of my bedside near to my head.
I was in a hospital room, and it was dark outside. It was definitely in the middle of the night. About three AM, probably.
I switch on a lamp and smile at the sight before me.
Calliope was laying with her head on my upper thigh, gripping my hand just like last time I was in a hospital. Mark was curled in a ball at my feet, hugging my legs to his chest. Teddy was in a chair next to the heart monitor next to my bed, and Richard was sleeping on the floor next to Callie's chair. DeLuca, my old roommate was sleeping on the floor under Teddy's chair, and my last best friend, Alex Karev, was sleeping in front of the door.
I grin as all of my loved ones sleep around me.
I find a chart lying by my Latina's head, and I slowly lift it off of my lower thigh, flipping it open.
Name: Arizona Brooke Torres Robbins
Age: 32
Reason: Kidnapped. Abused.
Found: September 9, 2016
Kidnapped: August 4, 2015
State: Unconscious for last three weeks. Coma, four broken ribs, broken leg, broken arm, complete face surgery, complete skin surgery on leg and arms.
Back healing well. Front healing well. Torn vaginal area, healing well.
DNR: Found in file. Off of monitors after two months.
Emergency Contact: Calliope Iphegina Robbins Torres
Face surgery?
I ask myself silently.
I see Calliope's phone laying on my bedside table. Smiling at the lock screen, which was of her, Sofia and I during our first Christmas, I swipe up the camera and gasp at the sight.
I looked - good.
My face was strangely pale, my eyes were scared and vulnerable, my face was way too thin, but I had no cuts. No bruises. No nothing.
I smile, but my smile is no longer the same.
I wasn't Arizona Robbins anymore.
I begin shaking again.
Tears begin rolling.
I was scared.
I was scared of Callie.
I was scared of Mark.
I was scared of Alex, Teddy, Richard and DeLuca.
I was scared.
I began to shake violently, unable to stop the trembling.
I can't help it, but a loud scream starts forming in the back of my throat.
Calliope wakes up first. She sits up, backing away from me.
Everyone else wakes up, and they all run out the door, shouting for a sedative or Dr. Evans. Who's Dr. Evans?
Once all of the people except Calliope leave, I begin to breathe slower.
"Arizona." Calliope says cautiously. "I am Calliope. I am your wife. You were kidnapped a year and a month ago. You've been in a coma for three weeks. You're going to be okay. That was a panic attack."
She begins to walk toward me, but I violently scoot away, scrunched up in a ball at the end of my bed. My eyes were wild, darting around the room.
"Get. Out." I whisper.
