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…

Chapter 2

Callie's POV

It's been the usual for the last hour or so in the pit. Lacerations needing sutured. Broken noses needing set. Fingers splinted up. No biggy. I head back to the ER desk to find another chart to take. When I get there, there is a tall, admittedly good looking guy, who is very obviously flirting with the nurse running the desk.

"Excuse me sir, medical personnel only."

"Right, sorry ma'am." He says to me, and then he turns to the nurse, puts on this ridiculously cheesy grin "Call me." And heads back to the waiting area.

Ma'am? Do I look that bad? "Julie…." I wait for a response, but the nurse is starring at the retreating guy's ass. "Julie!" Ow…my head.

"Doctor Torres! Sorry, umm…what?" She asks, obviously being just pulled from a very naughty day dream she had just been having.

"Got anything for me?"

"Uh…." Still flustered, she looks around the desk for something to give me. "Oh yea, these just came back. They are for trauma 3."

I take the chart and hold up the x-rays to see what I'm dealing with. Simple shoulder dislocation. Nice! "Alright, thanks Julie." And I leave the nurse to her daydreams.

I reach trauma 3 and stop. This woman sitting on the bed is wearing a red and blue plaid button up, well worn jeans, and a pair of work boots. Something about this blonde, she's rough looking. But in a feminine way. She wears her hair back in a loose ponytail, her boots and jeans have dirt on them, almost like she has been rolling around in it. Then it hits me…she's hot, like ridiculously hot! I shake my head, trying to physically clear the thoughts from my mind. "Umm…Arizona Robbins?"

Her head snaps up "Yes." Wow…those eyes.

"Hi, I'm Dr. Torres." I extend my hand, and she takes it. Firm grip. Confidence, good sign. "I'll be fixing that shoulder of yours today."

She smiles, "Awesome." Dimples…like she needs the help. I chuckle.

"Awesome?...O-kay. So it looks like a simple dislocation of the left shoulder. I should be able to reduce it no problem. But I want to do an examination before; see if any damage has been done that didn't show up on the x-rays." I smile, and wait for an ok.

"Do what ya gotta do, Doc." Another dimpled smile.

I make my way to her left side and exam her shoulder. One hand on her upper arm and the other working around the injured area, I can tell she is athletic. Very nice definition. No, bad thoughts. Ok, very very nice thoughts, but still…bad thoughts. Small talk, yeah… try some small talk… "So….you from around here?" Yea, great work Torres. Small talk that just happens to be the worst pickup line ever! Thankfully I am positioned to where she can't see the eye roll I just gave myself.

"No, I'm just in town for a tournament." An athlete, I knew it!

"Oh really, I didn't know anything like that was in town."

"No surprise…..Ahh!." She flinches as I hit a sore spot.

"Ooo, sorry. So what tournament?"

"PBR"

"Oooookay…?" No clue.

She laughs, "Professional Bull Riding"

My hands stop what they are doing "Bull riding? Like….riding a bull?"

She screws up her face and looks like I just asked the dumbest question ever. Ok, I kinda did. She looks at me and then gives alittle laugh when she sees my face in disbelief. "Haha, yea. That's generally what happens."

I give an embarrassed chuckle. Then realize that I've been staring at her for far longer than professionally expectable. "Right…ummm. Yes, ok. I don't detect any damage done to the muscles or tendons. So after I reduce the joint, get you in a sling, you'll be on your way" I say while taking a few notes in her chart. Closing it, I walk over to the medicine drawer and ask "Pick your poison."

"Oh, no pain meds."

I turn to her, "Bold choice."

"Yea well, its best not to be doped up around animals that can weigh a ton. So just pop it back in and I'm good."

"You realize this is gonna hurt?….like a bitch?" She just gives a slight nod then closes her eyes. As I move to position myself, I catch her scent. Earthly, kind of like dirt, definitely some animal, but also some vanilla. It's not what I would expect out of this blue eyed blonde haired bombshell, but it's not unpleasant. And neither are those boots.

Arizona's POV:

"MOTHER of BALLS!" Shit that hurt.

Through closed eyes I hear a chuckle. "I told you….." She says "Suck it up cowgirl."

Is she flirting with me? No, why would she flirt with….damn look at that ass. I turn my eyes in time for her to miss that I was just starring at her fine behind.

"Ok, time for that sling." She pulls out one of those ugly light blue slings.

Let's see, I'll set the line. See if she bites. "Never been in that kind of sling before" I say with a wink. She blushes as she carefully adjusts it. Damn, she's gorgeous. But she's almost finished…shit. Stall…

"Soooo…Dr. Torres."

"Hmm?"

"Am I correct in assuming that you have never been to a bull ride before?"

"Haha…yes, you would be correct." She says as she is finishing up in my chart.

"That's a shame. …Hey, why don't you come to the next round? Tomorrow night."

"Ummm….I don't know."

"Oh come on, I can get you in to all the cool places. You would be my personal guest for the night! Back stage pass. Best seats in the house. Lots of hot women in chaps to look at" at which I get an eyebrow raise from the sexy Latina standing in front of me, so I continue quickly "….or men, whatever your flavor is. I'll even introduce you to my horse. Come on, what do ya say?" Please say yes. Wait was that a blush?

"Well, how can I say no to that?"

"That's what I was hoping for! Great, ok. Ummm show starts at 7:30. So be at the arena anytime after 5. Tell someone at the front door that you're with me…" That, that was definitely a blush! "and we'll fix ya up." She gives a quick nod.

"Awesome." I giggle.

With that, and my prescription of pain pills, and orders to keep my arm the sling for a couple weeks (yea right), I'm back to work. All day I can't get that gorgeous latina out of my mind. Her hair, her skin, her smile, those eyes…. Yea so much for not being drugged around the animals.

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