The perky blonde was sleeping peacefully through the night until she heard the unfortunate sound of her pager. Which now meant she had to cut her sleep time in half and make her way to the hospital. Rolling out of bed, Arizona grabbed her prosthetic leg and put it on; she now forgot what it was even like not to have a prosthetic leg…. Who knows if that is a good thing or a bad thing.
Walking to the bathroom, she applies the little bit of makeup to her face that she wears and throws her blonde curls into a loose ponytail. Leaving a few strands of hair in her face that she tucks behind her ears. Brushing her teeth, she recites the mental pep talk she always gives herself before she heads into work. Working with the tiny humans can be so rewarding, but some days she often finds herself questioning why she ever got into this field of medicine. The pep talk helps remind her of why she does this every day and puts a smile on her face and reveals her adorable dimples.
Getting ready to walk through the door, she reminds herself that today will be a good day like the past few days have been. Stepping out into the cold crisp air finally wakes her up completely. Arizona gets into her car and drives off to the hospital.
When she arrives at the hospital, she rushes right in and is greeted by Owen, "Arizona, glad you made it! We have a 9-year-old boy who seems to be showing signs of abuse from the X-rays that we have taken. The boy is in awful shape right now; he has a collapsed lung, multiple fractured ribs, internal bleeding that needs to be taken care of, and a stab wound to the abdomen, he needs to be taken to an OR immediately!" Arizona hated getting cases like these, it was very seldom that she had to operate on a child that was abused, but when she got these cases, the never left her. Running with the gurney with the boy on it she turned to Owen, "Owen, where are the boy's parents?" she could see the pain in Owen's eyes as he answered her question, "that's the thing Arizona the boy was just tossed in front of the hospital with no one with him." God, she hated people like this, "alright, look we will talk more about this when I finish operating on him." She called out to Owen as she ran into the operating room.
5 HOURS LATER
Arizona was finally done with the surgery, and the boy was in stable condition and being brought up to the ICU now. All she needed to do now was find Owen so they could talk about this whole situation. Speed walking through the halls it took everything inside of her to not break down and cry. She just could not understand how someone could do this to their child. Now granted they do not know for sure if the parents are the ones that did this to the boy. But the X-rays are showing years of abuse, so unless the boy has a horrible bully at the school that no one has bothered to deal with, there is something more going on here.
Lost in her own thoughts, she nearly runs Bailey down. "Robbins! Watch where you are going! Or I will be the one knocking you down. And it will not be on accident." Bailey snapped at her. Bailey quickly regretted snapping at Arizona the way she did, when she saw the look on the woman's face. She recognized this look, Arizona would have this look on her face whenever she was dealing with a hard case. "Bailey, I am so sorry. I guess I was just so caught up in my thoughts." Arizona had taken a long pause before she continued, "Um, have you seen Owen by any chance Bailey?" she asked barely keeping it together. Bailey really wanted to ask Arizona what was going on, but by now she knows that this only makes things worse for the woman. She cares so much for each of her patients, sometimes too much and she takes on the burden of the cases she deals with. "Yea, last time I saw him he was still down in the ER." She watched Arizona sigh in relief, "Thank you, Bailey, have a good night." And with that, she was gone.
Alright! What do you guys think? You can be completely honest. Do you think I should continue with this story? And what do you think the tragic event is that brings Callie back to Seattle?
