Stress combined with sweating hands, plus flashcards, a stage and Calliope Torres equals: fail. Every year, Richard Webber, the chief of surgery, made the attendings share their most successful cases. Everyone seemed to like reminding the good old cases from resident times, but unlike it, Dr. Torres got the best case of her life about a semester ago. This case brought her not only a Harper Avery Award, but also the love of her life.

"Calliope," just hearing her name rolling from the tip of Arizona's tongue turned the whole situation into a rainbow with a pot of gold at the end.

"you got this, understand me? Just go there and show them who built this wonder here that allows me to take every piece of puke from your hair." Arizona continued as she and Callie shared a laugh before the sentence was over.

"Just imagine everyone naked, it helps with stress most of times." The blonde continued comforting her girlfriend.

Arizona was just combing the long black tresses through the robotic hand's fingers which her girlfriend had projected six months ago. Callie's gaze looks for who was saying all those words of comfort, changing her gaze from the toilet bowl to a view of a stunning blonde with dimples that appeared to have been drawn.

"Okay then, I still have 30 minutes left before my presentation ... oh my God! Just saying it, feels like I'm gonna throw up again."

Arizona who was not even a little bit into cleaning all that brunette hair protested "No, no! I'm not cleaning your hair again! What you need is a distraction, we can make good use of those 30 minutes though... " Her voice dropped an octave saying the last sentence, so she makes Callie's jaw slack while she undresses in front of her girlfriend and walks swaying her hips in the most seductive way just to disappear into the bathroom stall. Callie had understood the message and without thinking twice, follows her girlfriend to the shower quickly.

Her first real patient was not brought by Owen, who until then had presented all volunteers from the US army Veterans Rehabilitation Center to the trial period of Callie's project. This real patient in question, had heard how famous the research of robotic limbs was. To say that Callie wasn't as excited as a child on Christmas Eve was a lie, she was requested in the ER and received the chart indicating who was waiting in bed 3: Arizona Robbins, 25, amputee, forearm down.

Callie attempted to introduce who she was and her outrageous case to the public.

"A little lauder pleaseeee!" "Not hearing you!" was all she recieved from people of audience shouting at Callie, who was at this very moment, having a breakdown on the stage.

6 months ago

"Hi, I'm Dr. Torres and I'll be taking care of your case." she introduced herself in excitement and proud of her own self at the same time.

"So what brings you here?" The doctor asked while checking some final extra information in the chart, she hadn't even taken a look of the patient's face yet, but the silent treatment was creating an awkward atmosphere.

The blond haired woman remained in silence and just looked from her arm to Dr. Torres eyes and vice-versa a couple more times.

"What an obvious question, not answering then huh?" Callie thought to herself and continued "hm... OK sorry" nervousness took over, "here says it happened a while ago, when you were exactly..."

"Sixteen." Arizona completed.

"And why now?" The ortho goddess asked with awaiting eyes.

"Well, your research is famous but there's this bigger reason that..." tears started to form in the corner of Arizona's eyes and in a matter of seconds they were already streaming down her face.

"Oh no I didn't mean to..." unsucessfully Callie tried to reverse whatever was making her patient cry.

"It's OK." was all Arizona made up at that moment, not making eye contact with Callie.

"Great Callie, 2 down." the doctor thought to herself, always trying to make the best out of that inicial conversation was screwing everything.

"So we'll just run some tests and see if the muscle can communicate with the sensors, I'll follow you personally, just so you know you're the first real patient not in the trial phase, eventually I'll need to ask you more stuff. Could you follow me this way, Ms. Robbins?"

Soooo, my first attempt in this fic universe! I already have many ideas to keep this story going, what you guys think, should I continue?