Mark arrived in time to watch the blonde struggle to her feet then slowly start to collapse down again. He rushed over and caught Arizona just as she was about to hit the ground. Sloan quickly scooped her into his arm and started barking orders.

"Get me a gurney! Page Dr. Torres!"

"I'm fine," Arizona argued weakly as she tried to wiggle out of his grip. "I don't need a gurney, just put me down."

"No way am I putting you down Blondie! You almost collapsed trying to stand up. You are riding on a gurney to an exam room and we are going to make sure you're as fine as you say you are," Mark argued with the wiggling blonde.

"Mark that really isn't necessary just put me down so I can go home," Arizona tried again as she continued to attempt to free herself from his grasp.

"Dude, he used your abdomen as a soccer ball," Karev argued as he came over after security took Klein away.

Mark gently set Arizona down as a nurse brought over a gurney.

"Arizona, oh my God are you okay?" Callie asked urgently as she rushed over.

"I am fine, nothing a hot bath can't fix," Arizona attempted a weak smile, but failed as Callie tried to gently grasp her hand and winced.

"See you're not fine!" Alex exclaimed as he noticed the pained expression.

"Thanks Karev, I don't think we need your help anymore," Mark said as he shooed the resident away, trying to save what was left of Arizona's pride. Alex hesitating a second then seeing the look both Callie and Mark shot him, walked away slowly.

"He is right you know, you are not fine," Callie said gently as they arrived in the exam room. "You need to be taken care of, let me be there for you like you are for me all the time."

"Okay," Arizona said in defeat as she saw the concerned look in her girlfriends' eye.

"Thank you, now where does it hurt?"

Arizona shot Mark an apprehensive look.

"Mark get out," Callie said without taking her eyes off of Arizona.

"Well I can see I am not wanted here," Sloan said dramatically and walked out.

"Now, I am going to ask again, where does it hurt? And don't you dare lie to me," Callie asked.

"My ribs and stomach," Arizona listed off softly without looking up at Callie.

"Okay, why don't we start with your ribs? Do you need help taking your shirt off or do you need help?" Callie said cheekily, trying to lighten the mood.

"No, I can do it myself," Arizona replied, then slowly and painfully removed her scrub top. Callie gasped as she saw the angry bruises littering her girlfriends' torso.

"Why don't you lie down and I will take a look," Callie started. Arizona eased herself to laying position gently. Callie watched as the small task seemed to be a great effort for her.

When she was lying down, Callie gently started feeling along Arizona's ribs, wincing every time she saw her girlfriends face contort in pain.

"None of them feel broken, but I want an X-ray just to be sure," Callie informed her softly, waiting for Arizona to respond before continuing "I am going to check your stomach now okay?" Again waiting for a response before gently pressing on her stomach.

"Your stomach looks good," Callie tried to tell her cheerfully to lighten the mood. "Alright why don't we get that x-ray then take you home, how does that sound?"

"Okay," Arizona replied softy, still not looking Callie in the eye.