Arizona POV

Looking through the distant glass in my kitchen window I see Callie being thrown around by her husband in the next apartment, that abusive, controlling son of a bitch. How could someone treat her so coldly? She was so fragile, so weakened by him. I hear her muffled screams of plea for him to stop hitting her through the enclosed window. I yell through the window hoping that it will distract her husband for a second to give Callie a chance to run. I rush out of my kitchen and race through the rain in the attempt to save Callie. I burst through their front door to find Callie past out on the floor, with a large boot print on her swollen stomach. I hear a car start outside, "He's gone. For now. He will be back soon, you have to go or he will hurt you too." Callie struggles with her swollen, bloody lips. "Keep your eyes on me, Callie, okay? You are going to be alright. I am going to get you out of here." I reassured her. She gazed up at me with her black and blue, swollen, tear filled eyes in desperation, "I don't want to do this anymore, please keep me safe." The whisper barely made it out of her mouth before we heard the car engine turn off. I grab Callie up and help her to the back door of the real life hell and head to the safety of my apartment.

"Dr. Robbins?" I continue staring blankly into space, trying to recap the reason why I fell in love with Calliope Torres. Being in reality right now is too much for me. "Dr. Robbins?" The voice grew louder. I snapped out of my daze, "Yes? Can I help you?" I ask as moderately as I could. "Are you the wife of a Dr. Calliope Torres?" she asks. "Yes, I am. Who is asking?" I ask cautiously. "I am the representative of children and family services. I will be on Sofia Robbin Sloan Torres' case." She held her hand out respectfully to Arizona. "I'm sorry, why does my daughter have a case?" I tilt my head in confusion. "Well, it is reported that…." She paused taking out a piece of paper of her brief case. "A Dr. Calliope Torres was apparently in a very dangerous part of town, partaking in illegal drug activity, with her 3 month old daughter, Sofia Robbin Sloan Torres, as a witness. Also, Calliope Torres' ex-husband, also known for distributing cocaine and trafficking young girls, was apprehended at the scene of the crime for sexually assaulting Dr. Calliope Torres." She looked at me with such heartbreaking remorse. "I still do not understand why you are on my daughter's case, or why she has a case at all. This is just a miscommunication of events, normally I or her best friend, Mark, would have Sofia throughout the night." I snapped at her. "Callie does have some history with that, but I can assure you she is working on getting better. This is not going to happen again. You or anyone else is not going to take my child away from us. Callie adores that little girl and would truly be lost and relapse because you or whoever you work feels the need to take her away." I start to walk off, "If this is going to be a problem, I will be back with an officer." She threatens. "Yeah, yeah, you do that and make sure to tell my lawyer how you are threatening and harassing my family over something that is clearly not our fault!" I rush off to find Callie; I pause at her hospital room doorway to find her convulsing and foaming at the mouth on the floor. "HELP! I NEED HELP IN HERE, NOW!" I kneel down beside Callie and turn her onto her side, "Callie, it's okay, baby, it's going to be okay, just stay with me." She stops convulsing, laying there almost lifeless sends ultimate fear into my heart. Her heart stops beating, she is unresponsive as I try calling her name once again.

Callie POV

"Callie, the police report states that while you were extremely high, you were raped. Do you know who raped you?" I gazed at her in wanting. I couldn't tell her who, what, when, where, why or how; I want to tell her. I always told Addison everything, except about my ex-husband. Yeah, she knew the fact that I was married and knew of him, but she didn't know about him. The way he would drag me up and down the sorrow filled hallways of our rundown apartment when he couldn't get a fix the second he would wanted it. Or the way he would beat me unmercifully in front of john's he would set up so that he could buy more cocaine. But I couldn't tell Addison, I can't tell anyone...he would kill me. "Okay, you may not want to tell me right now, but you need to tell Arizona." My eyes grew big at the sound of my wife's name, "No, Addison, she'll leave me, I can't." I shake my head with tears of fear running down my healing, black and blue face. "Callie, what's wrong?" Arizona slowly comes through the door. I rolled over so that my back was facing her. "I just want Sofia." I faintly whisper. "That's what I came to talk to you about. They are going to take Sophia." She says shyly. The only person that meant any and everything to me will soon be history. How could I let this happen? I continued to look blankly out of the opened window, with tears streaming out of my blackened eyes and wincing at the pain on my bruised face. The morning air always gave me such calmness; it was the only thing that kept me sane, next to surgery. Gazing at the skyline, I searched for a reason; any reason for why the events in my life occurred. The weird part was that I wasn't angry at them, nor sad, nor happy, but hollow. As I lay there looking at the sun as it is just coming up over the horizon, I can smell the morning dew as it filled the air outside, the cars rushing by to get to work on time, the buildings standing tall as they lit up the sky for the few moments it had left, the sparsely group tulip trees placed in the middle of everything and I can hear the waves of the ocean gently coming onto shore and back into the water again. "My baby…" I mouth in shock wishing anything else would happen to me.

The deep fragrance of his cologne washes through my clothes as he presses up against me, revealing his hard form. The waves of ecstasy are pounding through my body, yearning for more as it is given. He lays me down with the gentleness of an angel and caresses his soft, broad hands along the sides of my frame. His kisses travel from my wide grinning cheeks to the tops of my full, naked breasts. Slowly, he removes the rest of my clothing, groaning at the sight of my toned, tender form. I have missed and longed for his muscular body to touch mine. He enters smoothly and the feel of him inside of mine brought back agonizing thoughts of what was yet to come. Tears uncontrollably ran down my face, "No, stop it, please." I said as panic swept through my voice. "No! No!" I continued. "Callie? Callie!" My eyes swing open at the sound of my wife's screams. She towers over me with extreme worry in her eyes. She wipes away my tears and rub my face; with both of us thinking the same thing, I roll over on my side on the bed and I try to close my eyes again. In my peripherals I can see Arizona pacing the hospital room floor. "I want my little girl, Arizona, I can't do this." I nuzzle closer into myself, letting out a few sobs. Arizona rushes to my side to comfort me."Sshhh, everything will be okay. We will get her back soon." She continues to rub my hair.

"I can't do this, I need peace. I'm going to work." I rush to stand on my feet, tearing off the patches that led to the machines that were cleansing my body of the beast that I crave so much. Stumbling to the hospital floors, I grab my clothes and head out of the room. Although I had intention to clear my mind with work, I think of something that clear it alot better.

Arizona sat in the empty hospital room contemplating her next move to get their baby girl back.