Woah, look at this, two updates in a day! If you didn't read about Arizona, Callie, and Kepner in surgery then you missed my earlier update. Go back and check it out!

Also, to Duvetsnuggler, you are a brilliant brilliant person! Your idea worked perfectly with what I was trying to formulate in my head. Thank you for your suggestion!

Enjoy!

After operating on Hannah, the little girl that had been pushed down the stairs, and getting out of the OR at 6:00 am Arizona had spent the remaining three hours before her shift on the phone with CPS just as she had predicted. Once 9:00 am, the scheduled start of her shift, had rolled around, Arizona was already exhausted and hadn't even started her packed day. She did two appys and a bowel resection and squeezed in a small lunch before afternoon rounds. After checking in on Hannah and Aaron Tucker, her bowel transplant patient, Arizona found herself with a rare free moment.

It was just after 4:00 pm and the pediatric surgeon had already been at the hospital for 15 hours, with another five hours left in her shift. She wearily made her way to the peds on-call room, locking the door as she entered the dark space. Stripping off her pants she sat on the bottom bunk to remove her prosthetic and absent mindedly rubbed the limb. She had no more scheduled surgeries and was planning to get caught up on paperwork for the rest of the night unless she got pulled into an emergency surgery, so she set her alarm for an hour and curled up under the blanket, falling asleep before her head hit the pillow.

Groaning as the buzzing alarm pulled her back to consciousness Arizona lay there for a few more seconds before sitting up on her bunk. With that motion the blonde realized that she just hurt. Her hips were sore, her right leg ached, and her abs were tight, no doubt from using all her retrained muscles to walk properly on her prosthetic limb. On top of all these other aches and pains, what remained of her left leg throbbed! Taking one look at the red and swollen appendage she knew that she had overdone it today. Adrenaline must have kept her going for the first fifteen hours, but now that she had given her body a chance to rest, the rush died and she was now paying the price.

"Crap. Crap crap. Ow…" She groaned as she reached over to retrieve the prosthetic that leaned against the bed post. Trying reattach the limb, the blonde knew immediately that it wouldn't be going on anytime soon. After being confined to the socket and standing on the leg all day, her residual limb was just too swollen to fit. She groaned again, this time in annoyance. Looking around the on-call room she briefly wondered about her ability to just stay in there for the rest of the shift, before immediately nixing the idea as she remembered all the work she had to get done. With a frustrated huff she leaned over once again to retrieve her phone.

Tapping a number on her speed dial she held the phone to her ear. "Come on come on." She muttered as she waited for the other person pick up. When she heard a click and a breathless greeting from the other party she let out a relieved sigh. "Teddy, I have a problem."

"What's wrong Arizona?" The cardio surgeon asked into her phone as she quickly descended the staircase to the OR floor on the other side of the hospital.

"I overdid it today. My leg's too swollen to fit back in the socket and I am stuck in the peds on-call with no crutches." The blonde said sheepishly. She really hated asking for help, but Teddy was her best friend and if you can't rely on your friends, who can you count on?

"Uh…crap. 'Zona I'm headed into the OR my guy is about to code…um…" The taller blonde looked around the hall quickly, spying another surgeon. "Arizona, Bailey's here. Can I send her? I am so sorry."

"Yeah, yeah. Bailey's fine. I'm sorry for bothering you Teddy. I just didn't know what else to do." The peds surgeon now felt silly for calling.

"No no. You're not bothering anyone. You did the right thing. We both just have crappy timing." She waved Bailey over and Arizona heard their conversation through the phone. "Bailey, Arizona needs your help in peds on-call. She's got a prosthetic problem. I have to get to the OR before my guy crashes. Can you help her out?" Arizona heard the other woman's affirmative reply and told Teddy to tell her thanks before hanging up the phone.

She rested back on her elbows on the bed, looking up at the bottom of the top bunk. 'Well, this is embarrassing.'

"Hey Robbins, it's Miranda." Dr. Bailey knocked on the on-call room door. When she heard the other woman tell her to come in, she used the key that she got from security to unlock the door and quickly enter the room, shutting it behind her.

Arizona was seated on her bunk, kneading the still inflamed limb. "Thank you for coming. I can't believe this happened." She avoided the shorter woman's eyes feeling her cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

"Hey now. Don't blush. Stop it." Bailey gently rubbed her shoulder as the blonde woman's eyes got wet with tears.

Arizona blinked back the tears and fixed her friend with a grateful smile. "Thank you Miranda. I really appreciate it."

Bailey returned the smile, "Hey now, I told you I'd help you out. Move your hands, let me see." She crouched down in front of her friend, looking at the angry red extremity as the peds surgeon moved her hands. "Oh sweetie." She murmured. "Things like this should not happen to good people." She placed her cool hands on the stump and felt Arizona immediately relax into her touch. She briefly examined the limb before standing up. "Okay, let me go get some stuff. I'll be back in a minute and we'll get this taken care of."

The blonde nodded in acknowledgement before watching her savior leave the room.

Venturing into the supply room, Bailey spotted what she needed. She stood on her tip-toes and stretched to grab some chemical cold packs and towels, muttering to her herself about the 'stupid giants who stock the supply rooms.'

After finally retrieving the items she stepped back into the hallway, squeezing and shaking the cold packs to activate them. Not watching where she was going, she bumped into Callie Torres, bouncing off her pregnant belly.

"Careful." Callie chastised playfully, rubbing her belly.

"Sorry Torres, I wasn't watching where I was going." She explained distractedly as an idea popped into her head. "Hey, I need your help in the on call room. Can you come with me?"

"This isn't going to be another one of those times where you ask for lady advice is it?" The orthopedic surgeon eyed her skeptically.

The short woman glared. "You're nasty Torres." She smacked her arm. "Nasty. All you people think about is sex. It's a wonder any of you get any work done."

Callie laughed at the grumbling woman. "Yeah, I'll help. Lead the way."

"Hmm." Bailey thrust the towels into Callie's arms and started back down the hallway, still kneading the cold packs. Arriving at the on-call room she knocked on the door. "Hey, I'm coming in alright." Opening the door, she stepped in the room.

The blonde smiled when she saw her. "Thanks again for doing this…" her words died in her throat as she saw the Latina stepping into the room. "Bailey what the hell!" She shouted, frantically throwing a blanket over her legs. She knew she was too late because the look of alarm was already plastered on the brunette's face.

The towels dropped from Callie's arms as Bailey gently prodded her into the room, closing the door behind her. "Arizona, you are having orthopedic problems. She is an orthopedic surgeon," The short woman emphasized, gesturing towards the woman in question before bending over and picking up the dropped towels and tossing them on the bed beside the blonde.

"Arizona…what…" Callie spoke up, her voice shaking before the blonde angrily interrupted her.

"This was private Miranda! I trusted you. I…I…" She let out an aggravated growl, unable to get out any more words.

Bailey looked at her before starting calmly, "Arizona you trusted me to help you. This is the best way to help you. Because considering the fact that only Teddy and I knew about this, makes me pretty damn positive that you have not received any orthopedic follow up care since you left San Diego. So let me help you the best way I know how. Which is by bringing you an ortho consult."

Arizona glared at her, still ignoring the stunned Latina in the corner of the room.

When the blonde didn't argue, Bailey knew that she was making a point. "Besides, I know that I wouldn't be able to get your swelling down enough to get you back in your leg and walking out of here. And you leaving this room on crutches missing half a leg would kind of let the cat out of the bag. Maybe Callie can get you back in your prosthetic. This is your best option Arizona. I know it sucks and I'm sorry, but this is what you got."

"Fine." Arizona said harshly, still extraordinarily displeased with the situation. She looked expectantly towards the orthopedic surgeon who was still rooted in place.

When Callie didn't move, Bailey gently nudged her forward. "Go on then. You heard the woman." She started to head out the door.

"Miranda, where are you going!" The blonde snapped.

"Hey, you don't need me. You two have a lot you need to get out. So get at it." The short surgeon stepped out of the room and shut the door leaving the two exes alone in the on-call room.

Well...Callie knows. This is getting exciting.

It would be supper awesome if you told me what you thought of the reveal. Super :-D.