Hey everyone, so it's been a pretty long time since I've written anything, but I just started getting into Grey's Anatomy just a few weeks ago. Literally. I just started watching the series two weeks ago and now I'm hooked. I've watched every episode, including last night's 'If/Then' episode. I thought it was brilliant, if I do say so myself. Which I do. Anyway, I've been literally obsessing over Calzona and I couldn't stop squealing at all the cute stolen glances Callie and Arizona were giving each other. Anyway, this is my first fanfiction and since last night's episode was my inspiration, I decided to start there. So yes, this is set in the Alternate Universe and hopefully you all like it!
Let me know if you have any suggestions or if certain people seem too out of character. (Try to remember that Bailey is Mandy, so of course she won't be exactly like the normal Bailey we all love oh so much. ;P
Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's Anatomy or any of it's characters.
Callie's fingers drummed at her bottom lip as she eyed the blonde in the distance talking excitedly with the red-head across from her.
"Dr. Torres? What are you looking at? You've been staring in that direction for the past three days," Mandy asked as she took a bite of the fruit salad she'd bought for lunch.
"What? No I haven't," Callie laughed, snorting softly.
"No, you have. I may be the quiet type, but that makes me all the more observant." Dr. Bailey raised her eyebrow knowingly.
"I have not! What are you even doing here, anyways? You don't work here anymore." Callie snapped, not fully aware of her tone.
Dr. Bailey looked down in her lap and then off into the distance.
"You're right, I don't work here anymore. I thought I was having lunch with a friend, but I guess I was wrong." Mandy picked up her food and was about to leave the table when Callie gripped her forearm.
"I'm sorry… I didn't mean for it to sound like that. I'm just distracted I think. You are my friend." Callie's eyes became big and watery. No one could stay mad at that face for long.
Mandy reluctantly sat back down, still clearly upset.
Callie smiled as she looked down at her food, getting ready to take a bite of her pasta salad, proud of herself that she'd managed to get Bailey to stay.
"So, uh, what's been on your mind, anyway?" Bailey piped up, her speech somewhat impaired from the bite of pineapple in her mouth.
Callie looked over at Dr. Robbins for a moment, unknowingly tracing the curve of her lips with her eyes.
"I-I've been pretty worried about Owen, actually. The kids, too."
Now, this wasn't exactly a lie. When she saw Owen re-bandaging his hand, she could tell those weren't cuts from surgical tools. They seemed far too deep. Not to mention, when she saw him pull a small shard of glass from one of the wounds, the story didn't seem to match up with the evidence at hand. No pun intended.
"I thought he was getting better?"
"I thought so too… but Teddy… the guy he talks to… he's been talking to him far less than usual. It just makes me nervous. I don't want the kids to get hurt."
Mandy looked at Callie's face, noticing a quick change from content to fearful.
"Is there anything else that's been happening? I mean, suspicion is one thing, but you should be sure before you say anything."
"Just, the cuts on his hand... they didn't match up to his story." Callie looked back at the table that Arizona had been sitting at, now empty. She felt her heart sink a little, but didn't take much recognition of it.
"I saw Cristina Yang bandaging it up a few days ago... you could probably ask her about it, if you really want to."
"Thanks, Mandy, but I think I'll just trust him on this one. He'll tell me when he needs help."
The two went back to eating, but before they could finish their meals, Callie's pager went off.
"911 from Robbins? I gotta run Bailey. I'll talk to you later okay?"
Bailey nodded and waved slightly as Dr. Torres made her way to the Emergency floor.
"Dr. Robbins... hey, I'm here. What's up?" Callie smiled.
"Calliope, hey," Arizona flashed her a bright smile. "Look, I need you to stay calm okay?"
"Calm? Why, what's going on...?" Callie's smile faded slightly.
"There's going to be a trauma coming in, and-"
Before Arizona could finish explaining, they were interrupted by the cries of Owen.
"Gavin... buddy, daddy's right here, okay? I'm not going anywhere. I'm right here..."
"O-Owen? What's going on? Why-" Callie cut herself off when she saw the unconscious blonde boy in the stretcher, his lower half covered in a bloody blanket. "Mi hijo? Gavin... Owen, what did you do? What did you do?"