Today I decided to write about what "the talk" that Arizona heard about Callie before they officially met at Joe's may have been.

The newest Pediatric surgery attending at Seattle Grace stood at the nurses' station. She was supposed to be checking Jackson Prescott's chart to keep herself updated on how his night had been, but she found that she was distracted instead. She could see right into the room of a little boy who had just had his shattered femur surgically repaired, and there was something about the resident who was rounding on him that had caught her eye all of the sudden.

She had heard that Dr. Torres had been going through some difficult personal things lately, but she still tended to want to know more about the gorgeous woman. Who at that hospital hadn't had a rocky relationship or two? She wasn't going to hold that against her.

She had also learned that Callie Torres was one of the most talented Ortho residents that this place had. She was innovative and she took risks to give her patients the best possible outcomes that she could. That showed that she was caring. This even made her daring, which was interesting. Many people seemed to find Ortho boring. Arizona had been one of them, but hearing about some of the things that Torres had been doing or thinking about doing in her department was starting to make her change her mind.

On top of it all, Callie was very, very attractive. She wasn't her usual type, but there was something about her that the bubbly blonde was drawn to. She was stunning. To be honest, it shocked Arizona that people had managed to break that woman's heart. If she was lucky enough to have someone like her, she would do her best to make her happy as often as she possibly could. She barely knew her, yet she was sure that she deserved to be treated like a queen.

"Dr. Robbins...?"

Arizona felt herself returning back to reality. She hadn't been paying very close attention to her surroundings, she realized.

"Yes?" she asked. "What can I do for you, Dr. Bailey?"

"Jackson," she said. "It's not looking good, is it?"

Arizona studied the chart for a quick second. That was all it took for her to confirm Miranda's fears.

"No," she replied. "No, it's not."

"Maybe if you could take your eyes off of Dr. Torres for a minute..."

"Excuse me?" she asked. "Dr. Bailey, I can't make UNOS give Jackson new organs. We're doing everything we can for him, but none of this is my fault."

Dr. Bailey drew a deep breath.

"You're right," she agreed. "I'm sorry, Dr. Robbins. I'm just –"

"Thinking with your heart instead of your head?" she replied. "I know. It's tough not to in Peds. It's hard in any specialty, but there's something about the tiny humans that makes it harder."

"Tiny humans?"

"Tiny humans," she nodded.

"You are certainly one of a kind Arizona Robbins," she told her. "With the roller skates, the pink, the ponytail, and the 'tiny humans."

"Is that your way of saying that you're still not very fond of me?" she responded.

"No, I am," she revealed. "I'm frustrated with UNOS, but I have to admit that you probably know what you're doing. As much as I didn't want to say it at first, you do."

"Well, thank you," she smiled. "Have you updated Jackson's mom yet?"

"I have," she nodded. "Have you talked to Dr. Torres yet?"

"I have not," she shook her head. "I thought you didn't talk about personal things at work?"

"I don't," she said. "But you have barely looked at me, and I'd like you to look at me if we're going to work together today. So I'll let you get it out of your system. Thirty seconds before I tell you to pull it together and quit acting like she's made of sunshine, or rainbows, or whatever it is you would say."

"She's unavailable isn't she?" she questioned. "I know she's single, but she's not ready for something, is she?"

"I don't know," she answered. "She's had it rough, but I don't know what she's ready for."

"I've heard good things."

"Torres is good," she said. "She's smart, she's driven, she's unique, she's not one to give up without a fight, even when she probably should..."

"Oh."

"Your thirty seconds are up."

"What?"

"We have a boy to save. Focus!"

"I'm focused," she promised her colleague. "At least he was stable all night. That's good. That bought us some time, I think."

"Did it really or are you just saying that?" she wondered.

"It really did. I really believe that," she reassured her as Callie walked out of the other patient's room. "Good morning, Dr. Torres."

"Yeah, hi," Callie quickly replied as she walked off.

"Good morning, Dr. Torres!'" Dr. Bailey mimicked.

"Oh, drop it," Arizona blushed. "I'm calling UNOS."

"What will that do?"

"Do you have a better idea?"

"No."

"Exactly."

While Arizona was on the phone with UNOS – who obviously couldn't tell her very much – Jackson's mother, Melinda, called Dr. Bailey into the room. She had questions. They were the same as always, but she just had to ask them. They were the only thing she had control over, it seemed like.

"Dr. Robbins?" a nurse spoke up.

"What?"

"For what it's worth, I think Dr. Torres could use somebody. She was sleeping with Dr. Sloan. Now he's apparently with Lexie Grey. I'm not supposed to know that, so don't say anything, but I overheard Dr. Grey and Dr. Sloan yesterday. Dr. Torres is probably so lonely and, personally, she's one of my favourites around here. She's been a little pathetic lately, though. She could use some cheering up."

"Thanks," she smiled. "Am I too cheery, though? For her?"

"I like you," she said. "You're in Peds. It works for you."

"That's what I think, too," she agreed.

"And opposites attract right? Not that Dr. Torres is incapable of joy or anything, but..."

"I've never realized how much the nurses know around here."

"We know a lot."