Day two. Ok Arizona. Callie is just a colleague. No staring today. So what if she called you the HOTT new PEDS surgeon. Some girls are like that. God she's so beautiful though, and beautiful, and wonderfully stunning and….damn What am I going to do... God stop it Arizona!

After giving myself a lecture I thought about what types of patients I might have today hoping there were no Ortho cases. God forbid I'd have to deal with her again today and the awkwardness of being in the same OR again. I got to the nurse's station to check out my charts for the day. First one I see is the Post-op on Ruby Steel from our surgery yesterday.

Great. I really hope she's not coming to post op too. I don't know if I can handle it yet…why is she still completely filling my mind… And on top of it, Ruby has to be a suicidal 6 year old. God, I hate the personal memories of my troubled childhood while at work. I've never told anyone about how I really felt during those days...

Walking with my nose in my chart, thoughts were filling my brain of my horrible memories and the poor 6 year old already struggling with these thoughts. And of the stunning Latina I was sure to run into. As I turned the corner I looked up and once again ran into her…literally.

"Ah shit!" Charts went flying. "Why do we keep running into each other like this?" Callie said smiling, while picking up the charts and handing mine back to me. We caught each other's eyes and just stood there for a minute just staring.

"excuse me…?" Karev came around the corner behind me. "Ok ladies, let's go check on Ruby," he said with an annoyed tone. Callie and I finally broke our staring contest as we both looked down to our charts trying to remember which patient we were even seeing.

"Okay, so post-op x-rays were good of her femur but I'm still worried about her wrist. It was shattered and I couldn't completely get it all set. I'd like to keep her another couple of days see if I can set it better," Callie said very intelligently as we walked to Ruby's room.

She's so caring. They teach us in med school not to care so much because it makes losing patients harder but she cares like crazy. Crap Arizona stop thinking about her!

"Alright, let's go tell her and her family," I said trying to no longer be distracted by how much she cares for her patients and her in general.

It's going to be a long fucking day…..

When we walked into the room we noticed her parents weren't there. We walked in right as she was about to cut her IV line. Callie ran over to her just in time. "What are you trying to do?" she caringly yelled at the 6 year old. "I want to feel pain. I don't want the medicine. I want to hurt," she said as if she were a 16 year old dealing with manic depression. We all just stared at her wondering how to respond. Tears started to well up in my eyes, but I held it together.

Why my first case? I've just gotten past this part of my life for the third time and now I have a freaking 6 year old dealing with it. She's so young. What the hell happened to her?

Just then her parents walked in, "What's going on?" her dad said nervously. We all looked up and Callie was the first one to speak, "We were just telling her about her wrist. We want to keep her a few more days to see if I can reset it a little better since there were so many bone fragments." "Oh honey bee, does it hurt?" said her mother. "Nah, I'm ok mommy," Ruby said like nothing had happened.

We continued to inform the parents outside the room about her post-op reports. Her dad stood very defensively and her mother clung to him like she was going to fall over. They both nodded understanding that Ruby staying a few extra nights was in her best interest.

Karev left first running to the ER hearing there was a massive trauma coming in and he wanted to get in on the surgery. Callie and I turned to each other. "Well I'll see you in a couple of days then?" I said. "Ya, I'll let you know how her wrist is looking by tomorrow," she said.

Stop looking into her eyes. Ok nod and say thank you. "Okay thanks Callie," I said robotically. Ok now walk away. Don't run but not super slow. Come on Arizona stop staring and walk away! "Okay then, see you later," she said and turned and walked away.

I just stood and stared, again. Okay, walk away. Just walk away. I finally convinced myself to walk away in the other direction still not really sure where I was headed but not in the direction of the brunette.

Just then my pager went off. It was the ER. I really hate ER pages. They are always horrible cases that are such urgent surgeries that you can't mentally prepare for them. For me they are the hardest to deal with. With my personal history it makes these bring back horrible memories.

As I finally reached the ER I heard a voice from across the room, "Robbins! Over here! Hurry up, he coding!" it was Karev. I ran over to see what the situation was. It was a little boy. His arms were both broken and his chest was full of blood. I caught my breath. I breathed out and quickly took the leading Dr. role. "What happened and what are his stats?" "Zach Williamson, 8 years old, hit by a car riding his bike across the street. He has a collapsed lung and two broken arms with most likely numerous broken ribs. Pushed 10 of eppy but he keeps coding," Karev gave me the run down. "Okay jump on Karev. Let's getting him to the first available OR," I said as he continued compressions as we ran down the hall to the elevator.

His right lung had collapsed, and he kept coding. I quickly worked on his collapsed lung as Dr. Karev searched for the cause of all the bleeders. "What the hell is that?" he said very concerned. He slowly pulled his hand out and along with it he pulled out a shard of glass. "Call Cardio NOW!" I yelled at the nurse. "Karev get an x-ray see if there is any more floating around in there," I yelled at him. "Shit he's coding again. Karev stuck his hand in to where the boy's heart was and he stopped coding. "There is a huge hole in his left ventricle from the glass. I didn't pull it out of anything it was just floating in there. Where the hell is Cardio!" He looked at me with worried eyes.

"Hold it together Karev. Just keep your hand right there and I will get his lung taken care of. If he codes again I'll forget the lung and we will focus on his heart, his lung will have to wait," I said very calm. He looked at me and nodded.

Just then Callie walked in, "What the Hell is going on?" What the hell is SHE doing here? Who called Ortho. His arms are not priority right now. "He keeps coding. He had a shard of glass that punctured his heart. Where the Hell is Cardio? We aren't ready for his arms to be set yet. Unless you've got an extra hand to fix his lung, we'll call you when we need you!" I snapped at her.

Great now I look like an ass. Who the hell called her because I sure didn't. crap she's coming over here. What the hell is she doing? She's Ortho what does she know about Cardio?

"Okay. I've got two extra hands what do you need?" she said calmly like she did this every day. I just stared. "I was in Cardio my first two years of med school, don't give me that 'you're ortho what do you know about a collapsed lung?' I know more than you think I do," she said sternly looking into my eyes.

I just stood there and then realized I was in the middle of surgery. "oh ok, well um, you can, um…" "You've got to release the pressure there and let the lung refill," she said. "Here let me try," as she slowly grabbed the tools from my hands. I released them into her grasp. It only took one touch, the slightest brush of her fingers to send shivers through my entire body.

I stood frozen, completely forgetting what I was doing. She carefully, but quickly, released the pressure, let the lung refill, and sewed in a graft to keep the lung from collapsing again before I even regained consciousness of what I just felt. I've never felt that with anyone else.

What the hell was that? Just that one touch? God this isn't good. Not good at all. What am I going to do? What is happening to me? I can't transfer again. I just got here. Ugh…

She finished and closed up just as cardio walked in. "I took care of it. Thanks for the help though," she said sarcastically to a tall, skinny girl with birds on her scrub cap. "Now I have to set the arms. Do we have time?" She asked the anesthesiologist. "You've got about 20 minutes before he'll be under for too long," a young black man said. "Awesome! It'll only take me 15. Time me!" she said tauntingly. "You're such a show off Torres," said the Cardio surgeon. "Ya well when you're this amazing you can, but you're not there yet Altman!" Callie said with a playful smirk on her face.

I stood in awe as she only took 13 minutes to completely set both arms. She was amazing. She let Karev finish the stitches and went to scrub out. Before she left she said, "Great job today Arizona. You're an amazing surgeon." I just watched as she walked to the scrub room.

"You're staring again Robbins," Karev said. I just looked back at him annoyed.

Day two. Not much better than day one. What the hell am I going to do?