Chapter 1: The Joy

Callie sighed as she slammed her locked shut early that Monday morning. The night had not gone according to plan, at all. Then again, being a surgeon, nothing goes according to plan. She had been on-call all night and was put onto a case with both, George O'Malley, and Izzie Stevens. Leave it to the stupid, stupid Chief to set that up. Not only did she have to put up with their awkward mumbles under their breath, she also had to put up with their loving glances that they gave each other. To top it all off, the patient ended up dying halfway through surgery. The whole night wasted, in Callie's opinion. All she wanted to do at that point was grab a cup of coffee with her two best friends, Mark and Erica and push the night behind her. When she heard someone clear their throat nervously she groaned, assuming that it was Izzie or George coming to her nervously with some paperwork or something.

"No puedo tener un momento para mí?" Callie muttered as she turned around and was surprise when she noticed a blonde standing awkwardly in street clothes with a lab coat in one hand and a brief case in the other.

"I'm sorry?" The blonde questioned with a raised eyebrow, "I was good at math and science, but foreign languages and I never did get along," she giggled softly. "Although, my sophomore french class was fun, but that's only because the teacher was really- I'm rambling. I'm sorry." She looked down at the floor nervously.

Callie smiled, "No, I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else," Callie waved her hand in the air. "Can I help you with something?" Callie questioned as she threw her own white lab coat on over her scrubs.

"I'm the new Ped Attending, Dr. Arizona Robbins," Arizona smiled as she offered her hand to Callie.

"Oh right! I heard we were getting a new one. I'm Callie Torres. Ortho Resident." Callie nodded with a smile, leaning forward and shaking the blondes hand back, "So welcome to Seattle Grace. It's different than any other hospital you ever worked at. I can guarantee it. "

"Thanks," Arizona grinned, "I needed a change in pace, but this hospital is so big. I can't even find the attending lounge."

"I'll show you where it's at," Callie offered her as she walked over to her and led her out of the resident lounge, "It's just down the hall here. You might want to keep away from Mark Sloan. He's a bit of a horn dog, if you know what I mean. Kind of like that dog from, "Meet The Fockers," Callie chuckled at the thought of Mark in a dog suit humping onto the leg of Robert DeNiro.

"Interesting, but I don't think I'll have to worry too much about him," Arizona smiled.

"You married or someth- Whoa!" Callie's eyes almost shot out of her eye sockets when she saw Arizona lean backward and roll on the balls of her heels. Arizona threw her head back and laughed at Callie's expression.

"You like my healys?" Arizona grinned as she got off the wheel and kicked her foot up to show her kicks.

"Love them," Callie grinned, "They cause lots and lots of broken bones."

Arizona pouted, "That's not very nice. I will have you know I have not fallen on these things in about 2..." Arizona paused and looked up at Callie with a small grin, "...weeks."

"I rest my case. Just come find me whenever you do some real damage, and I'll make sure to fix you up," Callie laughed. "This is it," Callie said as she opened the door to a decently large open room with some couches and tables.

"Hey, attendings only. Residents, out!" Mark teased as he came up to Callie and put her in a headlock and messed with her hair.

"Mark!" Callie grumbled as she punched Mark in the back, "Grow up. I'm showing the new attending around," Callie scolded him. Luckily she managed to free herself form his grasp when he took notice of the beautiful blonde.

"Hey, Mark Sloan, head of plastics, and you are?" He asked as he shook her hand.

"Arizona Robbins," She replied as she shared a side glance with Callie, receiving confirmation that this was the man she had been warned about earlier.

Mark grinned cockily, "I think Torres has some rounds to take care of. How about I show you around. I can show you where all the good on-calls rooms are," Mark winked.

Arizona put her hand up in front of her mouth to keep from laughing when she noticed Callie's eyes grow large. Callie leaned over and smacked the side of Mark's head, "Go find a nurse, or Stevens!" Callie grinned deviously.

Mark smiled, "Stevens, yeah, I like the sound of that. I'll show her a good time, unlike O'Malley and his bad sex."

"Bad sex?" Callie was fully in-tune now. "What have you heard?"

Mark shrugged, "Wish I could stay and chat, but you've got to show blondie, here, around, and I have a date with Stevens. Bye Dr. Robbins," Mark winked as he walked passed the two woman.

"Mark!" Callie stomped her foot in frustration, watching him close the door behind him. Callie turned to Arizona and put on a smile, "Sorry about that."

"It's alright," Arizona grinned, "Listen, I think, I'm good for now. If I have any problems, I'll come find you," Arizona smiled as she made her way to a cubby that already had her named assigned to it.

"So they're really having bad sex?" Callie asked Mark as she took a seat next to him in the cafeteria later that afternoon.

"Yeah," Mark nodded enthusiastically as he leaned in over the table and and grinned madly, "I heard some of those interns talking about it in the OR. Apparently they're having a little trouble... You know," Mark laughed hysterically.

"Hey Callie, Man-Whore." Erica teased as she took a seat at the table, "This is-"

"Dr. Robbins," Callie smiled up at Arizona.

"Dr. Robbins," Mark repeated except his tone was much more suggestive.

"Hey Callie, Man-Whore," Arizona copied Erica with a smile as she took a seat across from Mark.

"I've taught you well," Erica laughed, "We just saved an 8-year old boy, today," Erica announced to the table.

"Erica felt the Joy of Peds," Arizona beamed as she dug into her salad.

"What are you talking about?" Erica questioned Callie and Mark.

"Talking about O'Malley and Stevens and their awful sex," Mark told them with his mouthful of his sandwich.

"Table manners," Callie reminded him as she handed him a napkin.

"O'Malley," Arizona pondered, "He was the one working with us today?" Arizona asked Erica for confirmation.

Erica nodded, "Yeah, him and Grey were talking about something like that. Serves him right after what he did to you," Erica shook her head angrily.

"What did he do to you?" Arizona inquired.

"Oh! Man, you should have seen it," Mark shook his head as he leaned over the table to tell the story. Callie rolled her eyes. Mark was such a gossip. "Callie and O'Malley eloped and then not long after he cheated on her with Stevens. Callie was so heart broken."

"I am sitting right here!" Callie remarked annoyed, "Salt meets wound," she muttered under her breath. Erica turned to Sloan and gave him a warningly glare.

"Anyways, it was awful," Mark concluded as he looked back and gave Erica his best "innocent" smile.

"I'm sorry Dr. Torres," Arizona frowned.

Callie shrugged, "It's okay, because now he's having bad sex. I just want to announce right here, right now, I am good! So good! George is definitely missing me right now," Callie grinned proudly.

"I can reference that," Mark winked over at Callie, who in return rolled her eyes. "By the way, Addie called last night. She's coming down next week to work with Cardio-God over here," Mark told Callie as he tilted his head in the direction of Erica.

"Fantastic!" Callie grinned.

"So, Arizona, about that tour," Mark hinted not so subtly. Both Erica and Callie sighed and kicked him underneath the table.

"OW!" Mark yelped out in pain.

"Sloan! Geez, we don't need you running off any more attendings," Callie muttered.

"It's okay," Arizona grinned up at Sloan, "I'm in a relationship and even if I wasn't, I still wouldn't sleep with you."

"Ouch!" Erica laughed.

"Ego bruiser!" Callie nodded as she leaned over and gave Arizona a high-five.

"Why?" Mark asked, almost pleadingly.

"Because one, I don't do co-workers, two, I wouldn't want to be another notch on your bed-post, and three, you're not my type," Arizona shrugged.

"Babe, I'm everyones type," Mark grinned.

"Not mine," Arizona smiled as she stood up from the tables, "Thanks for the company guys. Off to the PED wing," Arizona waved as she literally rolled out of the Cafeteria.

"I like her!" Erica grinned.

"Me too," Callie nodded as she looked over at the very confused, Mark Sloan.

"I'm everyone's type," He pouted as he looked down at his half eaten sandwich.

"Lost your appetite?" Callie asked with a ends of her lip curling up into a small grin.

"Yeah," Mark nodded with a sigh.

TBC...