My Girl

38

*Arizona*

My first day back at work was thankfully, a slow day. Nothing more than rounds and a small 40 minute surgery.

"Doctor Robbins!" I hear a familiar voice call.

"Abigail! Hey! Where are you off to?" She was rolling a suitcase and had a duffle bag in her hand.

"I'm um, going back to San Francisco, they need me." She stutters.

"Oh, do you think Callie is ok with Mark and I?" I wanted what was best for her and if her physical therapist was best, then I would try to get her to stay.

"Callie is strong, just make sure she doesn't overwhelm herself."

"I can't thank you enough." I say hugging her.

"You are so welcome." She smiles and since we were both walking out I just followed her.

back at home

I came home to Callie on the couch and Mark on the loveseat asleep.

I kissed Callie's forehead and she quickly sat up smiling.

"I thought you were at work?" She asks.

"Technically I'm still on leave but I decided just to check in, how are you?" Callie moves her legs so I could sit down next to her.

"I feel like I'm getting better." She says taking off her sweatshirt. She was so perfect.

"Callie, a word?" Mark gestures her to the kitchen. I didn't even see him wake up.

They were whispering, which was never good. Something bad was about to go down. Mark never whispers with Callie away from me. They came back a few minutes later. Callie's eyes showed a mix of regret and sadness.

"What's going on?" I looked at Callie and then Mark, looked Mark up and down and then Callie up and down. Something on her neck caught my attention. "What the hell is on your neck?"

"Arizona I'm so sorry let me explain-"

I cut her off immediately. "Who was it? Was it Mark? Are you a fake lesbian?" I was beyond furious. I trusted Mark and let him stay in my house. If it wasn't Mark then who else could it be.

"No! It wasn't me." Mark comes in. Mark wouldn't lie to me.

"Then look me in my eyes and tell me who it was Callie so I can kick their ass."

"It was Abigail, I'm sorry." She never broke eye contact.

I could feel myself about to crash onto the floor but the couch caught my fall. Callie sat beside me to grabs my hands but I pulled away.

How could she do that to me? To us?

"Did you give into it?"

"For like a second but then I felt frozen, like I was in a coma and she just kept repeating just let go, I'm so sorry."

"Stop saying that you're sorry, if you were sorry you would've pushed her away the second she got into your personal space." I got up from the couch.

I needed to escape. I needed to be away for awhile and get my thoughts right before I say something I'll regret. I just got back and then this happens.

"Mark, please pick up the kids from school and tell them that I love them and I'll see them at the hospital." I put a few things in my purse and grab my jacket.

"Wait, where are you going? You can't leave us." Callie got up behind me. "Promise ring."

"You can't call promise ring on this, this is only temporary, I'm going to clear my mind and figure out the right words to say because right now I don't know if I want to slap you or drive to San Francisco and kill Abigail myself." I put on my shoes and got to the door, I cringed at her name.