My sincerest apologies for taking so long to post a new chapter. I have had the worst case of writers block but now I'm back and have some more ideas for this story so hopefully you faithful readers and new comer to the story will enjoy what I wrote.

Chapter 10

Portia walked through the hallways on her way to find this Dr. Altman. She refused to give up on Arizona. She would make her see that this Callie woman was all wrong for her and that she deserved something else.

Strutting her long legs to the nurses stations she stopped beside the young man who had been at Arizona's beside before she had entered.

"Hi, I'm Dr. Alexander. What is your name?," she said extending a hand to Alex.

"Karev. Alex Karev."

"Well Alex, can you page a doctor Altman for me? Arizona wants to talk to her."

Before Karev could respond he felt a tap on his shoulder, and gazed up to see Callie standing beside him. "Karev, I need to talk to you about what you mentioned earlier."

Portia watched the interaction with mild interest until Karev said her name. "In a second Callie. I'm paging Dr. Altman."

So this was the Callie Arizona was talking about. I can see the attraction but I feel I would be a better match for Arizona. "Dr. Callie Torres I presume?"

Callie switched gears from Alex to this new woman. "Yeah, and you are….?"

"I'm Dr. Portia Alexander, Arizona's new plastic surgeon and old friend." Portia stated with a small smirk on her face.

"Oh…that's good. I'm glad you're here to help Arizona."

Walking away from Callie and Karev, "Oh I will be helping her in more ways than one."

Callie turned a stunned look to Karev. "Okay what the hell was that all about?"

"Hell if I know. Her and Arizona seemed pretty chummy when I left." Alex shook his head and went to go find the rest of his gang for lunch.

Callie turned back toward the nurse's station and propped her elbows onto it with her palms open. Unceremoniously she dropped her head into her open hands. Biting back a groan she dragged her hands down her face and left in search of some honesty.

The brunette strolled into the cafeteria and her eyes flew past Mark who was waving her over and fell onto the blonde sitting with him. Without a word she kept scanning the room until she saw who she was looking for. She made a hasty stride to her.

"Excuse me, Meredith but I need to borrow Cristina for a moment." Not waiting for a response she hoisted the cardio-god in training up out of her seat and ushered her outside.

"Well hello to you too Callie." Cristina said shaking free of Callie's firm grip.

Oh all the people she could have went to she chose Cristina. She had many reasons. Cristina, though as scalpel hungry and robotic as she was, knew Callie. The two were once roommates and she couldn't count how many times if either one was having a problem they didn't dance it out. But she also knew that Cristina was a straight shooter and wouldn't hold back on her.

"Hi, Cristina. Look I need your honest opinion, okay?"

"Fine, that outfit you wore to Meredith's was atrocious." Cristina stated with a straight face.

"First of all, that was so rude. I looked awesome. Second, that wasn't it okay. I don't know how to handle this Arizona situation. What do you think about it?"

"Callie I don't do feelings and I sure as hell don't talk about them with people." The resident said trying to sidestep Callie.

"Come on Cristina. I'm begging I need your honesty."

"It's like when you are in the OR, do you take that risky step that may kill your patient or do you do the minimally evasive thing and watch your patient die out on the table. You two chose minimally evasive."

Squinting at Cristina, Callie shook her head. "Listen I'm not Meredith, I can't just decode Cristina speak. Dumb it down for me.

"You both messed up big time. It's like with Meredith letting herself drown. You two took a punk way out instead of talking about it. Now you're living with the consequences. It kind of sucks to be you." With that statement Cristina left.

Talking to Cristina's retreating form, "Thanks you were such a big help." Deep down Callie knew Cristina had a point. Neither her or Arizona discussed the undercurrents surrounding the move to Africa, instead they let it blow up like a bomb in their face. Think Torres, think. What to do.

Meanwhile, Arizona was in her room talking to Teddy. Teddy had just arrived after leaving the lunch room with Mark. "So who was the blonde bombshell that I saw walking to the lunch room today."

"That is Portia. She is the surgeon I hired."

"Does Portia have a significance besides being your surgeon?"Teddy raised an eyebrow with that question.

"No. She wants to but I don't know how I feel about that. I still have feelings for Callie but I can't shake what I saw her and Mark doing. I don't know Teddy. A part of me is saying go for it, you and Callie aren't together. The other half is saying you belong with Callie. I'm super confused." Arizona responded, she had never felt so confused not even when she was figuring out if she was gay.

Teddy had never seen Arizona so flustered. The perky blonde was always so well put together. "Look Arizona, I can't make that decision for you but I am here no matter what do decide."

"Thanks Teddy." The blonde in the bed flashed her super magic smile at Teddy before she heard the other woman's pager going off.

While Teddy slid out of the room to go answer her page there was a knock on the door. She was expecting Alex to probably fill her in on some of her old patients, he had been doing that since she got back.

"Come in."

The door open to reveal Portia. The leggy blonde had finally removed her trench and held it over her forearms. " Arizona, I'm going to go. I'll be back in a few but I need to go check into a hotel."

Arizona let her gaze wander up and down the other doctor's form. "Okay. I'll see you then."

Seeing Arizona's eye perusal of her body, Portia stepped closer to the bed bound surgeon. Leaning down, she placed a kiss on Arizona cheek. "You most definitely will."

Watching Portia leave, Arizona felt in her heart that this was going to be one long hospital stay. She didn't even know how she was going to go through the entire stay here but she could already see it was going to be major.

As promised Portia was back and she had donned the familiar scrubs of Seattle Grace Mercy West. Her free-flowing hair had been swept up into a gentle ponytail and her John Hopkins lab coat had replaced the trench.

"Hey. Are you ready for your examination? I need a good look at those scars so I can do a great job on your grafts."

After the brief examination, in which Portia wrote down various details of each scar and what needed to be done, she was getting up to leave. "Well, everything looks simple enough. I'll have you back to your gorgeous self in no time. Although I must say even in scars you look hot."

Blushing Arizona turned away from Portia. "Not with all the scars I'm not."

"Are you kidding me? You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen, and trust me I have seen quite a few."

"I bet you have." Arizona and Portia were giggling when Callie walked through the door. The entire atmosphere of the room changed.

"Ugh, sorry…I didn't know anyone else…..I'm going to go." Before Callie could turn away Arizona told her to stay.

"Uh, Callie I would like you to meet Dr. Alexander. Portia meet Dr. Torres."

Flipping her ponytail back, Portia stated, "We've met already."

"Yeah. In the hall. Uh – I was just checking to see if you were alright. But I can see you have company so…"

Blue eyes watched as the Latina left the room in a hurry. She stared at the spot a second longer and turned to face Portia. "Uhm Portia"

"I'm going to go Robby see you tomorrow." Arizona's mind went back to her earlier thought about this being one wreck of a stay.

A/N: So what did you think? Do you want to see Arizona have a little fling or do I make Portia the doctor you love to hate? Give me some feedback, feedback makes me a very better writer, honestly :D