grey's anatomy, narrative } Who: Arizona Robbins (Narrative) What: A night in the life. Where: Grey’s Door. When: Friday Warnings/Rating: None.
Arizona had lost track of how long she’d been stuck in this weird alternate version of home, but the longer it went, the less it seemed to bother her. She just had to keep moving forward, taking one day at a time. Life without Callie and Sofia was unbearable, but she couldn’t think like that. Which meant, she was working more, sleeping less, and generally teaching herself not to feel so much. It was harder than it looked. Because she felt. A lot.
Making a few final notes on the chart she was holding, she looked up at the clock. Her shift was almost over. She was not looking forward to going home to an empty house tonight. And there was absolutely no way she was going back to the hotel either. It was kind of creepy. What kind of hotel abducted people and then stranded them in another dimension where their families didn’t exist?
Leaving the chart with the nurse, she headed back to change out of her scrubs. Back in her street clothes, she grabbed her purse, said a few quick goodbyes to her new colleagues, and was out the door and heading straight for the bar.
Not Joe’s. Because even that was different. Was it too much to ask for one familiar face? But the alcohol was the same, and that was all that really mattered.
A couple drinks later, she wasn’t feeling much better. Actually, she was probably feeling worse. She lingered anyway, not ready to face her empty bed just yet. But maybe she should have left, because a little while later, she found herself flirting with a pretty girl she might have taken home if she wasn’t a happily married woman. And it just made her realize that her wife might not be coming back, that maybe she was a single woman again. But she didn’t feel single. She still felt like a wife. She still felt like a mom.
She wasn’t any of those things here. Making some polite excuse she didn’t even remember later, she left her money on the bar and made for the door. She couldn’t be here right now.