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Summary: Callie & Arizona get a new patient from Lima, Ohio that was in a car accident. (Set after Glee, 3x14)
Callie and Arizona stood on the hospital roof, keeping a look out for the Helicopter on its way from Ohio.
"Maybe you should've brought your jacket, dummy." Callie said as she wrapped her arm around the shivering blonde.
"Sofia hid it somewhere when I brought it home the other day." Arizona huffed and leaned into Callie's side. "Doesn't this count against our 'be-professional-at-work' rule?"
"We're on the roof. No one's going to see us. And plus, you're cold." Callie kissed her wife's temple just as the helicopter came into view.
Minutes later, the helicopter landed on the pad in front of them and Callie went back into doctor mode.
"Okay, we've got 18 year-old Quinn Fabray from Lima, Ohio. Multiple broken bones in her left leg and is currently in a coma. The guys at Lima Pres dealt with the internal bleeding and a punctured lung yesterday when she was first brought in." Callie said as she helped get the gurney out. They brought Quinn down to the ICU and did their regular exam on the patient.
"Is anyone coming from Ohio for her?" Arizona asked as she read Quinn's chart.
"Uhh, yeah. Dr. Morris said her mother is coming and one of Quinn's friends." Callie said. She pulled out the x-rays Dr. Morris sent along with Quinn and held them up to the light. "Christ. All the bones in her left leg are shattered. And from the looks of it, half of her nerves are damaged too. It's fixable, but it's going to take a hell of a lot of work. I mean, she might need a leg transplant like that other guy with his arm." She shook her head.
"You're a rockstar, remember? You can do this." Arizona moved next to Callie and rubbed her back.
"I know..I just wish it wasn't so hard." She muttered under her breath.
Rachel and Mrs. Fabray walked into Seattle Grace hospital, luggage still on hand.
"Why didn't we drop these off first?" Mrs. Fabray said, struggling with the two bags she brought with her.
"I need to make sure she's okay, Mrs. Fabray. And if you want to get some rest, the Archfield hotel is right down the street. I did some research before we got on the plane." Rachel walked towards the nurse's station. "We're looking for Quinn Fabray." She said to the nurse behind the counter.
The nurse nodded and looked back at her computer. "Room 326." She pointed down the hall. "Just go that way and make a right."
The two women walked down the hall to Quinn's room. Two doctors were in there already, one with her hand on the other's back. Rachel knocked on the door before opening it.
"Hi, um, I'm Rachel Berry. I'm one of Quinn's friends and I really hope I'm not interrupting, but I just wanted to see her." She said quietly as she looked over at her friend on the hospital bed.
"Oh, no, it's fine." The blonde spoke up. "I'm Dr. Arizona Robbins, head of pediatrics. And this is Dr. Calliope Torres, Orthopedics." Arizona stuck out her hand and shook with Rachel's.
"It's Callie." Callie said. "Only person that calls me Calliope is her and my father." She rolled her eyes at Arizona.
"I hope I'm not bothering you two, it just seemed like you were having a moment." Rachel stuttered.
"Oh no, it's fine. Dr. Torres is more than an awesome Ortho surgeon; she's actually my wife as well." Arizona smiled. "We were just discussing our plan for Quinn." She noticed Quinn's mother pacing frantically outside the room and motioned her to come inside. "I think she might want to hear this."
Judy Fabray entered the room clutching her purse. "How is she Dr.." She looked down at Arizona's name tag.
"Dr. Arizona Robbins; Pediatrics." She introduced again. "This is Dr. Callie Torres; Orthopedics." Arizona moved over to Quinn's side. "Your daughter is fine for the most part. Currently she's in a coma, which may take several days or weeks for her to wake up. She's developed a concussion. She's also had some internal bleeding and a punctured lung from the accident, but Lima Pres handled those two things." The blonde stated as she tucked a strand of hair behind Quinn's ear.
Callie stood up and moved next to Arizona. "Our main concern is her leg. Dr. Morris didn't have the tools or experience to save it, but we do. It's going to be difficult though because all the bones in her left leg are broken. That means she needs a new everything. It's possible to replace the bones with titanium rods or maybe even get a leg transplant, but she's still going to need a lot of physical therapy and it might take her months to get used to them."
Rachel stared at her friend and took a deep breath. "She just got back on the Cheerios." She whispered. "I'm sorry Quinn." Rachel put her hand on top of Quinn's, hoping and praying that she would forgive her.
"We should have a definite plan for Quinn by tomorrow morning." Callie said, breaking the silence that took over the room. "We'll get back to you soon." She gave Rachel and Judy a small smile and left, Arizona following her trail.
"Poor kid." Callie looked back at the room from the nurse's station. "What if I can't help her?"
"Calliope. You are the most amazing, talented, kick-ass orthopedic surgeon I know. And I'm not just saying that because you're my wife." Arizona found Callie's hands and kissed them. "You're brilliant. And Quinn looks like she's a tough one. Kinda reminds me of you." She smiled her super-magic smile at Callie and kissed her wife on the cheek. "I better get going. Gotta help Karev study for his boards and do rounds. I'll pick up Sofia later." Arizona gave her wife one last kiss and rolled down the hallway to her office.
Rachel woke up a few hours later next to Quinn's hospital bed. She found Quinn's hand and wrapped her hand around it. "You know, you're one of my closest friends. I mean, I know we've had our differences, but you've been there for almost everything." She looked down at their hands. "After what happened to you…I don't know if I want to be with Finn anymore. I've always kind of been attracted to you..but I'm scared. With Finn, I'm so sure of everything. But you. You make everything so unsure." She let out a long sigh and dug through her pockets to find her phone.
12 new messages
5 missed calls
3 new voicemails
She went through the texts on her phone; six from Finn, two from Kurt, one from Blaine and three from Artie. Her thumb hit the new message button and sent them all a text. "We're all alright. Quinn is in a coma and her left leg is bad. I'll try updating soon." She listened to her three voicemails, already knowing that they were from Finn.
"Rachel, I know you're worried about Quinn, but please come home. I want to get married to you. And we're not ever going to have a chance like this again. I know what happened to Quinn sucks, but she's at one of the best hospitals in America and she's in good hands. I love you."
Each message was exactly the same. Rachel rolled her eyes at her phone and looked back at Quinn. There was no way she was leaving her. Not like this.
