Arizona was sobbing.
She had been sobbing for ten minutes. He hadn't much more out of her. "Arizona, it's okay."
"I gave her up," she finally choked out. "They could have come after her. They could've hurt her."
Her break down in demeanor was astounding. She had two distinct views on what happened to her. When she was angry she lashed out at Callie, when she was scared she clung to her.
"But they didn't."
"No," her sobs subsided. "They hurt me."
"Did they ever talk about what they were going to do with you?"
He watched the fear cloud her eyes. "Slave. If they got bored."
"Slave?"
"They talked about slave trading," she said eventually. "I was for profit."
"Did they talk about where they would send you?"
"Taiwan."
Some people remembered nothing from their ordeals. Arizona remembered everything. She remembered details. Evans knew her nightmares must be terrifying. Her fear was very real. "Okay."
"They told me I was..." Arizona tracked off.
"You were?"
"A bitch. That's what they called me. Bitch."
"You were no better than a dog," he said. "You were brought in with a collar on, and cuffs around your wrists and ankles. Is that right?"
Arizona remembered, she closed her eyes. "They led me around on a leash." She had desperately tried to claw the offending object off. "It was never taken off." They jerked her back, cutting off her air supply. "I couldn't breathe." Penny pulled her to her. "I couldn't escape."
"How did they feed you?"
She snapped out of her flashbacks. "A bowl on the floor."
That fit with the overall behavior they displayed towards her. "Did either of them show any kindness to you?"
She stared at him. "No."
"Can you tell me what they did?"
Arizona opened her mouth, but she couldn't form words. She shook her head. "I didn't mean to. It was an accident."
"What didn't you mean to do?"
"Leave the curtain open. It was an accident. A mistake. I didn't mean to," she said. He saw her nearing hysteria.
"Arizona, did anyone else ever see you?"
"Calory. The Slave Master. He did tests on me," she said, her voice monotone and automatic. Her eyes were glazed over. She was lost in her memories.
"Tests?" he tried to reel her in.
"To test my knowledge, my level of submission," she said.
Her answers were blunt and smart, Evans realized. As if she was lucid, with no trauma. Her mind was still on her experience and she didn't realize what she was saying. It wouldn't help her to not remember what she was saying. He didn't want to touch her; for fear that it would have negative effects. Her face was flooding with tears; she was flinching violently, as if someone was striking her. He paged Callie.
"I didn't do anything wrong."
"Arizona," he said calmly. "Can you look at me?"
She didn't hear him.
Callie threw open the door, clearly having just woken up. "What is it?"
"She's reliving a memory and she can't snap out of it. It's consuming her. I don't want to touch her, but words are not helping her."
Callie turned to Arizona and knelt in front of her. "Arizona?"
"No, no. Please."
"Arizona," Callie said firmly.
"No!" Arizona lashed out, backhanding Callie across the face.
Tears sprang to her eyes, and she threw back her hands to catch herself. "Ouch."
Her hand connecting to Callie's face snapped her back. "...Callie?"
"Hi," Callie said, putting a hand to her cheek.
"Oh my god," Arizona said. "What...did I do that?"
"It's ok-"
"You hit her," Evans interrupted. "Callie, you can't let that be okay. Arizona, you hit her because you let yourself get absorbed into a memory."
"Callie, I'm so sorry," Arizona said, not able to look at her.
She looked at Evans and he nodded, "Look at me, Arizona."
She couldn't.
"Arizona, look at me," Calliope said again.
Slowly, she raised her gaze to meet Callie's. "What?"
"I forgive you."
"No," Arizona shook her head. "I hit you."
"You did," Calliope agreed. "But you didn't mean to."
"They chained me down all the time," she said. "I could never fight back."
"I understand."
"Arizona," Dr. Evans got her attention. "We went through a lot today. I want you to talk to Callie about it. If memories start sucking you down, I want you to work on fighting them. Callie is not going to let them be okay. She won't always be there to snap you out of them. You need to start rebuilding that trust and communication. Callie, I want you to tell Arizona what you went through while she was missing. Just as she needs to tell you everything, you need to tell her everything."
Callie nodded.
"Arizona, I will see you in two days, at the same time. I want to know how everything went," he said, standing up. Callie shook his hand, but Arizona recoiled from it. "I won't hurt you."
She watched his hand cautiously, but slowly shook it. He smiled. "I'll see you soon."
