Arizona Robbins liked to think of herself as a rational woman. Obviously her chosen career path clearly illustrated that. Being a surgeon required logical thinking, intellect and reason. Her rational behavior even transcended to her personal life. She had a healthy lifestyle (the occasional nerve-induced cigarette notwithstanding). She exercised (lots of sex), ate her veggies (pizza toppings so count!) and regularly took the stairs to get around the hospital (private make-out sessions with her girlfriend were just a bonus) . And she recycled. Yes, Arizona was a rational woman. A rational woman and a good girl. She took in her surroundings. So…how did she end up in jail?

It all started last week when a truck collided with an SUV. The truck keeled over and a pedestrian who happened to be walking by got pinned underneath. His injuries were extensive and included a shattered leg. Callie had been on the case and while she was trying to save his leg, the man succumbed to his injuries and died on the table.

It was unfortunate for the man and his family and friends, but death was not an unusual occurrence during surgery. Sometimes, people were just too far gone and there was no saving them, no matter how hard the surgeons tried. In the case of this particular man, however, it was also very unfortunate for the surgeon on the case. And it was very very unfortunate for the surgeon's girlfriend. Because this man happened to be on the board of the hospital. And the surgeon in whose hands he died happened to be Callie Torres. Whose girlfriend happened to be Arizona Robbins. A rational woman. A good girl. A helpful person. A good man in a storm. She turned around and locked eyes with a freakishly muscular woman, who was loudly chewing her gum. Arizona noticed one of the woman's teeth was missing. As she looked to her right, she noticed another frightening appearance, wearing a chain around her neck with a…tooth. Arizona swallowed. Yes, she was a good man in a storm. But this? This was no storm. This was a freakin' hurricane!

"How ya doing, Blondie?" The gum chewer asked her. Arizona backed away a little, trying very hard not to panic. "Super. Just…super."