FIC: Abandoning Ship (2/?)
PART 1
Walking down the street just outside of Seattle Grace Hospital had become routine for Arizona. She had gotten used to staying over at the Ortho’s apartment and even gotten used to Yang’s incessant sarcasm and cynicism which Arizona actually found more endearing than annoying. But tonight, the walk was different. As she walked to her car, the tears threatened to fall and she bit her lip in an attempt to suppress them.
I just need to get to the car. Get to the car, Arizona. Don’t think about it. Focus on NOT thinking about it…… What else can I think about to distract me??
Uproarious laughter grabs her attention. A group of interns is sitting on the benches just outside of SGH laughing and having a good time recounting their trials and tribulations from the day.
Oh, to be an intern again. You feel like you can do anything and be completely immune to the things happening around you everyday - disease, dismemberment, DEATH. That is until life decides to swoop in and smack the grin off your face.
The blonde curls bounce more violently as Arizona picks up the pace and practically sprints to her car. It was barely an hour ago she had walked the short distance from the ER doors to Callie’s apartment.
I had no idea that was going to be the last time I walked that distance. Or the last time I got to use Calliope’s shampoo just so I could smell her in my hair all day. Or the last time I got to use the key she had given me to her apartment on the day after she had called me her girlfriend.
She reaches the car door and dives in, grabbing the steering wheel as if her composure depended on it.
Ex-girlfriend, Arizona. EX.
And with that thought, Arizona burst into tears. She had not intended on the evening progressing like it had.
Maybe if I had just TOLD her?
Grabbing her keys she flips on the ignition. And almost before the engine of her silver Cadillac XLR roars to life, her foot is on the gas as she is expertly maneuvers onto the street away from SGH.
Far FAR away.
Instinctually, she jams her finger onto the CD player and cranks the volume to cover the roar of the accelerator.
I won't regret saying this
This thing
That I'm saying
Is it better than
Keeping my mouth shut
That goes without saying
The roar of the engine kicks in between the lines of the song and Arizona’s tears begin to overtake her.
Call, break it off
Call, break my own heart
Maybe I would have been
Something you'd be good at
Maybe you would have been
Something I'd be good at
But now we'll never know
SCREEEECH! The agile two-seater came to a screeching halt at the (fortunately) empty intersection for the glaring red light. Arizona’s eyes were wide open with surprise and fear.
Um, that was a close one. Breathe, Arizona. Focus, otherwise you’re not gonna get home in one piece. You’re not suicidal, so get a hold of yourself.
Taking a moment to inhale and breathe, she picks up her phone and mechanically swipes at the screen with her finger.
I won't be sad
But in case
I'll go there
Everyday,
To make myself feel bad
There's a chance
I'll start to wonder
If this was the thing to do
I don’t think I can handle any sad songs tonight.
Shaking her head in disgust, she jabs at the next track button on her steering wheel as the light turns green.
Returning to her phone she types out a text message and throws her phone down into the console and hits the gas, not noticing the next song that has come on.
hey. sorry, i know it’s late. u busy 2nite? -AZ
I hear the ticking of the clock
I'm lying here the room's pitch dark
I wonder where you are tonight
No answer on the telephone
And the night goes by so very slow
Oh I hope that it won't end though
Alone
“Really? REALLY?!”
An angry, guttural laugh escapes from her throat.
Till now I always got by on my own
I never really cared until I met you
And now it chills me to the bone
How do I get you alone
OFF! The CD player just needs to be OFF.
She comes to a stop at another red light, jamming the on/off button of her sound system.
My apartment has never seemed this far away before. Then again, I haven’t really been to my apartment in weeks so I guess it just FEELS far.
At that moment her phone buzzed to life.
It’s ok, just ending a shift actually. What’s up? - Teddy
Arizona looked between her phone and the road. After contemplating for a moment, she pushes a couple buttons and whips it up to her ear.
“Hi… Arizona. What’s going on?” Teddy asked her with concern prominent in her voice.
“Uhmmm… I uh….” Arizona feels the tears coming to her eyes again.
“Are you all right? Is Callie ok??” The sense of urgency increases in Teddy’s voice. All she can hear is silence on the other end when it’s interrupted abruptly by a small sob escaping Arizona’s lips.
“Where are you? I’m coming.”
Behind the tiny sobs, Arizona squeaks “My place. I just got here.”
“Ok, I’ll be there in 15 to 20.” Teddy picked up the pace. She knew that Arizona and Callie had been having issues - Arizona had blurted it out to her at lunch one day while they were having bonding time at lunch. So if Arizona wasn’t at Callie’s then, well, something wasn’t right.
Just outside Arizona’s apartment
It had been a little longer than she had expected to get to Arizona’s apartment and she was running about 15 minutes late. While Teddy had never actually been IN her apartment, she had picked her up outside the building before so she knew how to get there roughly. As she pulled into the spot next to Arizona’s XLR she picks up her phone to dial Arizona’s number but pauses before the phone reaches her ear.
Is that…Arizona? Smoking?!
She closes the old school flip phone while exiting her car and walks tentatively towards the blonde.
“Hey, I didn’t know you smoked.”
Arizona stands up from the curb - cigarette in hand - and that’s when Teddy notices the box of a dozen donuts and pack of cigarettes…. both with sizable dents in them.
Gesturing towards the items remaining on the curb, Teddy ponders out loud, “Well, that’s quite a … a … picnic you got there.” But almost before she can finish her sentence, Arizona has wrapped her arms around her and buried her face in Teddy’s shoulder.
A bit surprised at the abrupt physical contact, she freezes for a second.
Well, that can’t be good… and WHOA HO - that is A LOT of donuts. Yep. She smells like a sugary cigarette. That’s definitely not good.
Her hands begin to rub Arizona’s back, “Let’s get you inside. It’s cold.”
But Arizona plops back down to the sidewalk, bringing out a whole new pack of cigarettes and packing them against the heel of her hand. Her eyes are dry now but it’s very obvious that she has been crying, a lot.
Ok, maybe not. Uh, so do I ask her what happened? Do I just sit next to her?
A cigarette appears in her face followed by the words, “Have a smoke with me.”
Teddy shakes her head, “Oh no thank you. I quit a few years ago-
“Nope. No you didn’t. Here you go.” Arizona interrupts abruptly, taking the cigarette she has just lit from her own mouth and handing it to Teddy who takes it reluctantly.
Eh, one won’t hurt.
Taking a long drag, Teddy’s shoulders relax, “Wow. I haven’t had a cigarette…in…years… I used to smoke back in Ira-”
“Calliope and I broke up.” Arizona peeked up at Teddy, a strained look on her face as if fighting off tears again. She takes another long drag from her cigarette.
This is gonna be a long night.
Teddy takes a long drag herself.
I guess I’ll go to Mark’s later. It’s only 9pm and he doesn’t get off tonight until 11.
“Why don’t we go inside where it’s a bit warmer….and….we can eat some more donuts?”
Arizona waves the cigarette at her, “I don’t really smoke that much so I try not to smoke in my apartment if I can help it.”
Teddy nods, “Ok. Yeah, of course.”
They both plop their butts down onto the curb, , “You wanna tell me what happened?”
After another long drag on the cigarette Arizona begins to explain.
“You know that Callie and I have been having….issues.” She mumbles, looking to Teddy for confirmation.
“Yeah, you told me what Callie said the other night about wanting to have a baby … and that you don’t.”
Arizona nods looking completely and utterly disheartened.
“And that you two aren’t exactly… uh… talking about it,” Teddy ventures.
The blonde shakes her head in agreement, “You could say that.” They both take another drag on their cigarettes.
“And I take it tonight you guys DID talk about it?” And it obviously didn’t go all that well.
Arizona takes in a deep breath. “She brought it up. I was perfectly fine avoiding it for a while. At least until I could get the courage to have the conversation the right way… but…” She shakes her head as Teddy continues rubbing her back.
“Did I ever tell you I was engaged before?”
Another long drag. Teddy just looks at her with silent encouragement.
“Olivia. That was her name. Olivia Dunham. We met just as I was starting my internship at Boston University Medical.” Arizona pauses, looking back and forth between the types of donuts. She picks up a bearclaw, “She was my first real love,” then bites down hard.
Arizona looks at Teddy with her eyes a bit glazed a small smile on her face. “I’ve always loved kids, you know? Ever since I can remember I’ve always wanted a little girl of my own. I wanted to buy her cute little dresses and get us matching shoes and purses.” She smiles. “I wanted to be the one to scare off any prospective boyfriends… or girlfriends! Hah!”
She surprises Teddy with her laugh. “And when I met ‘Liv…Well, we were in love and we both wanted the same thing. Although we were a bit too eager.” The smile on Arizona’s face turns quickly into a grimace. “Anyways, we decided to get pregnant and engaged at the same time.”
She glances at Teddy whose eyes give away her surprise. “Well, I did say we were eager.” They share a short laugh.
“Anyways,” she continues, “We decided that since her hours weren’t as insane and complicated as mine that she would carry our child… MY child.”
Teddy nods slowly, comprehension taking over. “They used your egg.”
Arizona nods, reaching for her pack and lighter. A long silence takes over as she lights another one. “I proposed to her that day. We were so happy.”
“What happened?”
“There were complications from the beginning. But they were minor and manageable… until…” Another drag and donut.
“She went into labor 3 weeks before she was due. The baby was in distress. It had wrapped its neck around the umbilical cord.” Arizona shakes her head, “Olivia almost died… and the baby… he … he didn’t make it.”
Teddy’s face showed the perfect combination of shock, sadness and sympathy, “I am so sorry Arizona.”
She continued, nodding her acknowledgement of Teddy’s condolences, “Jeremiah. Jeremiah Daniel Robbins is what his tombstone read. That and his tiny coffin are the only memories I have of my son. I never got to hold him.”
Teddy stares at the ground, still with a little bit of shock. Arizona’s eyes have never looked so…. so…. muted and dark. The light is totally gone.
“Olivia was… never the same and our relationship died fast. It was hard to even look at each other…… I haven’t spoken to her since the day I left Boston. It was amicable, don’t get me wrong. But it was just too hard for her to even look at me. And vice versa. So I stayed and finished my residency. Then, I was offered the position at Seattle Grace and I jumped at the chance to start over. But I was a different person. I still loved children. They reminded me everyday that I had the power to save them. And prevent this from happening to someone else. But of course, we both know that’s not true.”
Teddy nods.
“So I decided never to put myself or someone else in that kind of place again.” She brought a sprinkled donut to her mouth this time.
“So when you told Callie all of this, I’m sure she understood.”
“I didn’t tell her. I couldn’t. I didn’t want her to understand me or see me that way. And I could never see her go through that kind of pain. I didn’t want to give her the chance. So… I just… broke it off.”
Teddy reached out and took Arizona’s hand. “You were just trying to protect her and protect yourself. But, I think you should tell her.”
Arizona shook her head, “What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.” She looks Teddy straight in the eye, “I can’t hurt her, Teddy.”
“Um, I’d say she’s probably hurting already. You should tell her. She deserves to know.”
A pained expression crosses Arizona’s face but she gives a tiny nod in acquiescence.
“Teddy, thank you for coming over. I appreciate it.” They share a hug and begin picking up the remnants from their “picnic.” Arizona gives Teddy a small punch in the arm, “Go see your McSteamy. I’ve got this. I’ll be ok for the rest of the night. I think I just need to be alone now.”
Reluctantly, Teddy nods and watches Arizona carry the remaining donuts upstairs before getting into her car and heading to Mark’s.
An hour later
Arizona is plopped down in front of her muted TV which appears to be stuck on one of those home shopping channels. Her stereo is on in the background and she listens to the words of a song she hasn’t listened to in a long time as her nicotine buzz starts to fade.
I really thought I was okay
I really thought I was just fine
But when I woke this time
There was nothing to take me back to sleep
To take you off my mind
This time
And I keep saying over and over and over and over again
Let it rain, let it rain
Over and over and over and over again
Let it rain, let it rain I need to hide within a storm
So happy ending come
And bring the winds that scream
And spill the fog all over time
And hold me in your standstill ground
And I will sit down
And you'll be washed away
You'll be washed away
Over and over and over and over again
Let it rain, let it rain
Over and over and over and over again
Let it rain, let it rain
I really thought I was okay
I really thought I was just fine
But when I woke up this time
There was nothing to take you off my mind
Over and over and over and over again
Let it rain, let it rain
Over and over and over and over again
Let it rain, let it rain I need within the storm
So happy ending come
And bring the winds that scream
And spill the fog all over time
And break through every door
And strip away between
And raise the rivers high
Just help me drown
And hold me in your standstill ground
I will sit down
And you'll be washed away
You'll be washed away
Her reverie is interrupted by her phone buzzing. A name pops up that Arizona did not expect.
Calliope Torres.
Walking down the street just outside of Seattle Grace Hospital had become routine for Arizona. She had gotten used to staying over at the Ortho’s apartment and even gotten used to Yang’s incessant sarcasm and cynicism which Arizona actually found more endearing than annoying. But tonight, the walk was different. As she walked to her car, the tears threatened to fall and she bit her lip in an attempt to suppress them.
I just need to get to the car. Get to the car, Arizona. Don’t think about it. Focus on NOT thinking about it…… What else can I think about to distract me??
Uproarious laughter grabs her attention. A group of interns is sitting on the benches just outside of SGH laughing and having a good time recounting their trials and tribulations from the day.
Oh, to be an intern again. You feel like you can do anything and be completely immune to the things happening around you everyday - disease, dismemberment, DEATH. That is until life decides to swoop in and smack the grin off your face.
The blonde curls bounce more violently as Arizona picks up the pace and practically sprints to her car. It was barely an hour ago she had walked the short distance from the ER doors to Callie’s apartment.
I had no idea that was going to be the last time I walked that distance. Or the last time I got to use Calliope’s shampoo just so I could smell her in my hair all day. Or the last time I got to use the key she had given me to her apartment on the day after she had called me her girlfriend.
She reaches the car door and dives in, grabbing the steering wheel as if her composure depended on it.
Ex-girlfriend, Arizona. EX.
And with that thought, Arizona burst into tears. She had not intended on the evening progressing like it had.
Maybe if I had just TOLD her?
Grabbing her keys she flips on the ignition. And almost before the engine of her silver Cadillac XLR roars to life, her foot is on the gas as she is expertly maneuvers onto the street away from SGH.
Far FAR away.
Instinctually, she jams her finger onto the CD player and cranks the volume to cover the roar of the accelerator.
I won't regret saying this
This thing
That I'm saying
Is it better than
Keeping my mouth shut
That goes without saying
The roar of the engine kicks in between the lines of the song and Arizona’s tears begin to overtake her.
Call, break it off
Call, break my own heart
Maybe I would have been
Something you'd be good at
Maybe you would have been
Something I'd be good at
But now we'll never know
SCREEEECH! The agile two-seater came to a screeching halt at the (fortunately) empty intersection for the glaring red light. Arizona’s eyes were wide open with surprise and fear.
Um, that was a close one. Breathe, Arizona. Focus, otherwise you’re not gonna get home in one piece. You’re not suicidal, so get a hold of yourself.
Taking a moment to inhale and breathe, she picks up her phone and mechanically swipes at the screen with her finger.
I won't be sad
But in case
I'll go there
Everyday,
To make myself feel bad
There's a chance
I'll start to wonder
If this was the thing to do
I don’t think I can handle any sad songs tonight.
Shaking her head in disgust, she jabs at the next track button on her steering wheel as the light turns green.
Returning to her phone she types out a text message and throws her phone down into the console and hits the gas, not noticing the next song that has come on.
hey. sorry, i know it’s late. u busy 2nite? -AZ
I hear the ticking of the clock
I'm lying here the room's pitch dark
I wonder where you are tonight
No answer on the telephone
And the night goes by so very slow
Oh I hope that it won't end though
Alone
“Really? REALLY?!”
An angry, guttural laugh escapes from her throat.
Till now I always got by on my own
I never really cared until I met you
And now it chills me to the bone
How do I get you alone
OFF! The CD player just needs to be OFF.
She comes to a stop at another red light, jamming the on/off button of her sound system.
My apartment has never seemed this far away before. Then again, I haven’t really been to my apartment in weeks so I guess it just FEELS far.
At that moment her phone buzzed to life.
It’s ok, just ending a shift actually. What’s up? - Teddy
Arizona looked between her phone and the road. After contemplating for a moment, she pushes a couple buttons and whips it up to her ear.
“Hi… Arizona. What’s going on?” Teddy asked her with concern prominent in her voice.
“Uhmmm… I uh….” Arizona feels the tears coming to her eyes again.
“Are you all right? Is Callie ok??” The sense of urgency increases in Teddy’s voice. All she can hear is silence on the other end when it’s interrupted abruptly by a small sob escaping Arizona’s lips.
“Where are you? I’m coming.”
Behind the tiny sobs, Arizona squeaks “My place. I just got here.”
“Ok, I’ll be there in 15 to 20.” Teddy picked up the pace. She knew that Arizona and Callie had been having issues - Arizona had blurted it out to her at lunch one day while they were having bonding time at lunch. So if Arizona wasn’t at Callie’s then, well, something wasn’t right.
Just outside Arizona’s apartment
It had been a little longer than she had expected to get to Arizona’s apartment and she was running about 15 minutes late. While Teddy had never actually been IN her apartment, she had picked her up outside the building before so she knew how to get there roughly. As she pulled into the spot next to Arizona’s XLR she picks up her phone to dial Arizona’s number but pauses before the phone reaches her ear.
Is that…Arizona? Smoking?!
She closes the old school flip phone while exiting her car and walks tentatively towards the blonde.
“Hey, I didn’t know you smoked.”
Arizona stands up from the curb - cigarette in hand - and that’s when Teddy notices the box of a dozen donuts and pack of cigarettes…. both with sizable dents in them.
Gesturing towards the items remaining on the curb, Teddy ponders out loud, “Well, that’s quite a … a … picnic you got there.” But almost before she can finish her sentence, Arizona has wrapped her arms around her and buried her face in Teddy’s shoulder.
A bit surprised at the abrupt physical contact, she freezes for a second.
Well, that can’t be good… and WHOA HO - that is A LOT of donuts. Yep. She smells like a sugary cigarette. That’s definitely not good.
Her hands begin to rub Arizona’s back, “Let’s get you inside. It’s cold.”
But Arizona plops back down to the sidewalk, bringing out a whole new pack of cigarettes and packing them against the heel of her hand. Her eyes are dry now but it’s very obvious that she has been crying, a lot.
Ok, maybe not. Uh, so do I ask her what happened? Do I just sit next to her?
A cigarette appears in her face followed by the words, “Have a smoke with me.”
Teddy shakes her head, “Oh no thank you. I quit a few years ago-
“Nope. No you didn’t. Here you go.” Arizona interrupts abruptly, taking the cigarette she has just lit from her own mouth and handing it to Teddy who takes it reluctantly.
Eh, one won’t hurt.
Taking a long drag, Teddy’s shoulders relax, “Wow. I haven’t had a cigarette…in…years… I used to smoke back in Ira-”
“Calliope and I broke up.” Arizona peeked up at Teddy, a strained look on her face as if fighting off tears again. She takes another long drag from her cigarette.
This is gonna be a long night.
Teddy takes a long drag herself.
I guess I’ll go to Mark’s later. It’s only 9pm and he doesn’t get off tonight until 11.
“Why don’t we go inside where it’s a bit warmer….and….we can eat some more donuts?”
Arizona waves the cigarette at her, “I don’t really smoke that much so I try not to smoke in my apartment if I can help it.”
Teddy nods, “Ok. Yeah, of course.”
They both plop their butts down onto the curb, , “You wanna tell me what happened?”
After another long drag on the cigarette Arizona begins to explain.
“You know that Callie and I have been having….issues.” She mumbles, looking to Teddy for confirmation.
“Yeah, you told me what Callie said the other night about wanting to have a baby … and that you don’t.”
Arizona nods looking completely and utterly disheartened.
“And that you two aren’t exactly… uh… talking about it,” Teddy ventures.
The blonde shakes her head in agreement, “You could say that.” They both take another drag on their cigarettes.
“And I take it tonight you guys DID talk about it?” And it obviously didn’t go all that well.
Arizona takes in a deep breath. “She brought it up. I was perfectly fine avoiding it for a while. At least until I could get the courage to have the conversation the right way… but…” She shakes her head as Teddy continues rubbing her back.
“Did I ever tell you I was engaged before?”
Another long drag. Teddy just looks at her with silent encouragement.
“Olivia. That was her name. Olivia Dunham. We met just as I was starting my internship at Boston University Medical.” Arizona pauses, looking back and forth between the types of donuts. She picks up a bearclaw, “She was my first real love,” then bites down hard.
Arizona looks at Teddy with her eyes a bit glazed a small smile on her face. “I’ve always loved kids, you know? Ever since I can remember I’ve always wanted a little girl of my own. I wanted to buy her cute little dresses and get us matching shoes and purses.” She smiles. “I wanted to be the one to scare off any prospective boyfriends… or girlfriends! Hah!”
She surprises Teddy with her laugh. “And when I met ‘Liv…Well, we were in love and we both wanted the same thing. Although we were a bit too eager.” The smile on Arizona’s face turns quickly into a grimace. “Anyways, we decided to get pregnant and engaged at the same time.”
She glances at Teddy whose eyes give away her surprise. “Well, I did say we were eager.” They share a short laugh.
“Anyways,” she continues, “We decided that since her hours weren’t as insane and complicated as mine that she would carry our child… MY child.”
Teddy nods slowly, comprehension taking over. “They used your egg.”
Arizona nods, reaching for her pack and lighter. A long silence takes over as she lights another one. “I proposed to her that day. We were so happy.”
“What happened?”
“There were complications from the beginning. But they were minor and manageable… until…” Another drag and donut.
“She went into labor 3 weeks before she was due. The baby was in distress. It had wrapped its neck around the umbilical cord.” Arizona shakes her head, “Olivia almost died… and the baby… he … he didn’t make it.”
Teddy’s face showed the perfect combination of shock, sadness and sympathy, “I am so sorry Arizona.”
She continued, nodding her acknowledgement of Teddy’s condolences, “Jeremiah. Jeremiah Daniel Robbins is what his tombstone read. That and his tiny coffin are the only memories I have of my son. I never got to hold him.”
Teddy stares at the ground, still with a little bit of shock. Arizona’s eyes have never looked so…. so…. muted and dark. The light is totally gone.
“Olivia was… never the same and our relationship died fast. It was hard to even look at each other…… I haven’t spoken to her since the day I left Boston. It was amicable, don’t get me wrong. But it was just too hard for her to even look at me. And vice versa. So I stayed and finished my residency. Then, I was offered the position at Seattle Grace and I jumped at the chance to start over. But I was a different person. I still loved children. They reminded me everyday that I had the power to save them. And prevent this from happening to someone else. But of course, we both know that’s not true.”
Teddy nods.
“So I decided never to put myself or someone else in that kind of place again.” She brought a sprinkled donut to her mouth this time.
“So when you told Callie all of this, I’m sure she understood.”
“I didn’t tell her. I couldn’t. I didn’t want her to understand me or see me that way. And I could never see her go through that kind of pain. I didn’t want to give her the chance. So… I just… broke it off.”
Teddy reached out and took Arizona’s hand. “You were just trying to protect her and protect yourself. But, I think you should tell her.”
Arizona shook her head, “What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.” She looks Teddy straight in the eye, “I can’t hurt her, Teddy.”
“Um, I’d say she’s probably hurting already. You should tell her. She deserves to know.”
A pained expression crosses Arizona’s face but she gives a tiny nod in acquiescence.
“Teddy, thank you for coming over. I appreciate it.” They share a hug and begin picking up the remnants from their “picnic.” Arizona gives Teddy a small punch in the arm, “Go see your McSteamy. I’ve got this. I’ll be ok for the rest of the night. I think I just need to be alone now.”
Reluctantly, Teddy nods and watches Arizona carry the remaining donuts upstairs before getting into her car and heading to Mark’s.
An hour later
Arizona is plopped down in front of her muted TV which appears to be stuck on one of those home shopping channels. Her stereo is on in the background and she listens to the words of a song she hasn’t listened to in a long time as her nicotine buzz starts to fade.
I really thought I was okay
I really thought I was just fine
But when I woke this time
There was nothing to take me back to sleep
To take you off my mind
This time
And I keep saying over and over and over and over again
Let it rain, let it rain
Over and over and over and over again
Let it rain, let it rain I need to hide within a storm
So happy ending come
And bring the winds that scream
And spill the fog all over time
And hold me in your standstill ground
And I will sit down
And you'll be washed away
You'll be washed away
Over and over and over and over again
Let it rain, let it rain
Over and over and over and over again
Let it rain, let it rain
I really thought I was okay
I really thought I was just fine
But when I woke up this time
There was nothing to take you off my mind
Over and over and over and over again
Let it rain, let it rain
Over and over and over and over again
Let it rain, let it rain I need within the storm
So happy ending come
And bring the winds that scream
And spill the fog all over time
And break through every door
And strip away between
And raise the rivers high
Just help me drown
And hold me in your standstill ground
I will sit down
And you'll be washed away
You'll be washed away
Her reverie is interrupted by her phone buzzing. A name pops up that Arizona did not expect.
Calliope Torres.