Disclaimer: This is AU. I do not own any of the characters from Grey's Anatomy. I just manipulate them to my will. Also, any line or phrase or setting that seems remotely familiar from any other show, movie or book, also not mine. I borrow… But any original characters are mine. Hands off.

AN: Loving the response so far. Glad you guys are happy with the start. Next chapter for your reading pleasure…Enjoy!

Chapter 2

Callie's POV:

I am lost in my own train of thought. Currently, I am spending most of free time writing up my research report. Finally, after months and months of testing and mixing and messing with the formula, my jello turned into actual cartilage. Like…cartilage, cartilage. What's better, Arizona was there with me, we were chatting about what she wants to do with her land …something about chickens and shoving her face with Chinese food she brought us for dinner. Then, the next thing I know my jello turns to cartilage.

Most of my amazing moments have been centered around Arizona, in her presence, or under the spell of those baby blue eyes. …has it already been six months? These past six months have been perfect. Well…besides that first month or so when my stomach was in knots constantly at the thought of her being trampled to death by one of those terrifying bulls that she seems to be addicted to. …and now she wants to go back. I don't know if I can handle it. We talked about her returning…once. Immediately after Mark announced that Arizona was the hot rider that everyone wanted to get their hands on. …not that I blame them. I want my hands on her 24/7. But, I know she wants to ride again…it's what she does.

She said that she wants me, to be with me, have a future with me. She was willing to pass up her life's passion just for that chance. I wanted to tell her ok, tell her I don't want her to step foot in an arena ever again. But I couldn't do that. If she was willing to give it all up for me, I needed a chance to think if I would be willing to let her have it all. She deserves that I at least consider it…even if every bone, every fiber, every cell of my being is yelling 'NO!' I needed to think about it.

And that's all I have been doing…for the past four and a half months. Thinking about what I would sacrifice for Arizona to be happy. She's already sacrificed so much for me. To move away from her family, from all she has known and put down roots in a strange city for the off chance that her and I may end up being each others soul mate. Some call it romantic, but most just call it crazy. That's what it is…crazy love.

It seems that all of us have silently agreed that Arizona and I would let this issue rest until she is back in working order. A shoulder replacement surgery is a tough one to come back from, requiring lots of patience and physical therapy. She has exceeded my expectations in her recovery…I shouldn't be surprised. Under the expert hands of Teddy Altman, new physical therapist at Seattle Grace Mercy West, she has come bounding back into excellent health. It's great to see Arizona in her prime, and we realized that for the time we have been together Arizona had never been perfectly healthy. So she was very anxious to show me what she is capable of at her peak. …I've had more crazy hot sex, slow romantic love-making, and all out fucking in the last month than I have in my entire life combined.

I am pulled out of my musings by a knock on the attending's lounge room door. I look up and see the face of one April Kepner… also known as Keebs by Arizona. Apparently, the whole Keebler Elf thing stuck.

"Dr. Torres?"

"Yeah, what's up?" I ask my ex-resident. For a while, Kepner was my go to girl. The one I thought I could pass my oracle of knowledge to, she had the gift. But lately her time as been devoted to the duties of Chief Resident. A position I, myself, hated.

"I have your resident rotation chart for the month." She says as she hands me a fancy looking diagram. Kepner had, of course, invented this system herself, boasting about the increased ease of reading and better efficiency of rotation schedules.

"Thanks." I look through it quickly. "Oh come on! What's this crap?" I ask. She looks hurt but doesn't answer. "Percy? Avery? Reed?...Come on Kepner. I thought we were friends…"

"All residents must cycle through all departments equally." She says, quoting some regulation she must have memorized her first day as Chief Resident.

"Oh that's bullshit…" And I throw the paper on the stack in front of me. "I want Bandy. Cycle the others thru somewhere else, none of them want Ortho. Bandy does."

"Chief Resident isn't about making or keeping friends…" She says.

"With other residents yes, but you want to keep your Attendings…" I point to myself "happy!"

Kepner opens her mouth to rebut but her pager goes off and she lets out a sigh of relief at having a way out of this predicament. As she leaves I call after her "We're not finished with this!" Shaking my head, I turn back to my paper.

About an hour later another knock pulls me away from my laptop screen and mountains of notes and research materials. I look over my computer and see the smiling face of Teddy Altman.

"Hey Teds." I say with a smile, and she comes and sits at the table I am seated at.

"Hey Dr. Torres." I give her an eye roll "…sorry, Callie."

"How goes it up in PT?" I ask, skimming through my notes.

"Pretty good. I just finished with Z about an hour ago." She pops one of the grapes I brought into her mouth.

At this I look up "How is she?" Since discharging her from the hospital after her surgery I have tried to be as hands-off with her recovery as possible. Arizona rarely talks about how she is feeling physically so I usually get all my information from her therapist. Just so happens I am the one who got the therapist her job…so she owes me.

"Great. Still missing some strength, but range of motion is excellent." I just smile, proud of my cowgirl.

We sit in comfortable silence for a couple minutes. A knock on the door breaks the quiet.

"Ladies…." The tall, red headed woman greets us. "Mind if I join you two?"

Teddy and I just shake our heads. Out of the corner of my eye I can see the smile tugging at Teddy's mouth. ...I wonder…

"You still coming to Joe's tonight, Addison?" Teddy asks, trying to sound disinterested.

"Of course, I could use a stiff drink." Another smile flashes across the therapists face. Addison turns to me "Am I finally going to meet this girl of yours Cal?"

Just thinking about Arizona makes me smile like a fool "Yeah, she should be coming tonight. Told her to meet us around 8. She had to go see a lawyer about something."

This peaks Teddy's interest "Really? She didn't say anything about that to me… Why is she seeing a lawyer?"

Shaking my head "I don't know, I didn't want to push it. I figured if it was important she'd tell me. …May be something to do with her families farm or something. I know there are some issues going on with it right now."

The three of us spend a few more minutes just chatting. Eventually the two of them leave to see to their other patients, leaving me to continue with my paper. At just after 7, I decide to shut down for the day and go get changed to meet my girlfriend at Joes.

…I definitely need a hit of my drug of choice.

AN2: Alright peeps, you know what to do…