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Here is the end of Part VI of the story. I don't own Grey's and all mistakes are mine. Also in the last chapter, I said Abbie was being taken to the ICU. That was incorrect, she'd be taken to the PICU. It is corrected in this chapter.

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Talking with Callie, Arizona had felt some of her confidence return. But now, as she stood in front of the Chief's office, her issues with authority played a little on her nerves. Taking a deep breath, she raised her fist and pounded on the door. She only had to wait a second before called for her to enter. Sealing herself, she pushed the door open and strode into his office, head held high.

"Ah, Dr. Robbins." Chief Webber smiled as the pediatric surgeon walked into his office. "How did your surgery go?"

"Uh…" Arizona slowly lowered herself into the chair, maintaining her balance on her sound leg. "We had to amputate. There wasn't enough venous graft to bridge the gap in the artery." Once seated, she looked up at her boss.

The Chief of Surgery frowned as he received the disappointing news. "That's too bad." He steepled his fingers, his elbows on the desk as he studied her. "How are you?"

She shook her head in response to his question. "I'm fine. It was just another surgery Chief." That niggling feeling of doubt started to tug at her stomach. "I apologize if I gave you any indication that I couldn't do my job. If I…"

Webber raised a hand to stop her. "Robbins, I had no doubt you could do your job. What I wanted to talk to you about was the animosity in your department between yourself and Dr. Stark."

Still on the defensive, she immediately began to apologize again. "I'm sorry for…"

"Arizona." He interrupted the blonde. "I'm not reprimanding you. The way Dr. Stark has treated you since finding out about your…disability has been unprofessional and inappropriate. As I said in the OR I have letters of complaint from many of your staff and fellow surgeons." He gestured to the array of papers on his desk. "The reason I did not take action until today is because the only letter of complaint I don't have, is one from you. And as you know, I need a complaint from the wronged party in order to take action. Dr. Robbins, I need to know if you have felt pressured in any way to keep silent about anything Dr. Stark has said to you or about you to patients' parents."

The blonde was surprised by the Chief's question. "No. Sir." She shifted uncomfortably in her chair. "Dr. Stark has questioned my ability to do my job and has questioned my judgment. He has stolen my patients and reassigned them to other surgeons. And he has recommended that parents of patients chose another surgeon for their child's operation. It undermines me and my training and yes sir, it makes me very angry."

"Then why didn't you say anything until you yelled at him in the OR today?"

She felt her cheeks heat up in an embarrassed blush. Arizona knew she had made a scene today and she was berating herself for her unprofessionalism. "I'm sorry Chief. I just couldn't take it anymore. My disability is something that I like to keep secret and he advertises it for everyone to see."

Webber nodded his head, he knew that the blonde was a private person. "I understand why you didn't say anything Dr. Robbins." He stood and walked around the desk, leaning back on it as he appraised her. "As of two hours ago, Dr. Stark was suspended from this hospital for unprofessional behavior and harassment."

Arizona's eyebrows shot up, surprised that action had already been taken. "So…when does he come back?" She was worried that the other pediatric surgeon would be even more unbearable once he returned. There were only eight weeks left of his contract regardless. She could handle eight more weeks with the man. Couldn't she? Unless…her heart sped up as she had a horrifying thought…what if the hospital renewed his contract. He could…

"Robbins."

Her thoughts were interrupted as she heard the Chief call her name. Looking up at him, she realized that she'd missed the last thing he'd said. "I'm sorry Chief, what was that?"

"I said that Dr. Stark decided to quit instead of take the suspension." He watched her eyes widen as she understood the implication of his words. He gave a deep chuckle at Arizona's comical "o" face. Webber continued, "His resignation is effective immediately."

"So that means…"

"You are now the head of the department of pediatric surgery. Congratulations Dr. Robbins." He held his hand out to shake, a smile present on his face as he saw the woman quickly push herself out of the chair.

"Thank you sir!" She shook his hand, unable to conceal her excitement. With her reinstatement as department head, she felt that things were finally returning to normal.

Several hours later Arizona had finally gotten around to charting on all the patients she had seen that day. When she had left the Chief's office, she briefly went to check on her department before heading down to the pit to help out in any way possible. After hundreds of sutures and a lot of debriding she now had nine patient charts to fill out, one of which belonged to Abbie Greer, her thirteen year old amputation patient. Sighing as she picked it up, she flipped through, reading the procedure note that Callie had already dictated. Deciding that she should start with the little girl's, the blonde settled at the attendings' lounge table and started working.

She'd only been writing for about two minutes when her pager started to blare. Arizona squinted at the screen, her heart starting to race when she realized she was being paged to Abbie's room in the PICU. Walking as fast as she could, she tore down the hall towards the elevator, frantically pressing the button to call the car. She knew how this went. Abbie had woken up and realized her leg was missing. Her parents had probably tried to calm her down and were unsuccessful. The small girl was probably freaking out. Arizona growled when the car didn't come fast enough, she pushed herself away from the wall, jogging towards the stairwell, testing the limits of her artificial limb. As she ascended the stairs she remembered what had happened when her father had told her her leg was gone.

"Get out! Get out!" Arizona screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice cracking and raw from her recent intubation. She had just thrown back her covers and had seen a bandaged stump where there had been a leg, albeit broken, just several hours prior.

"Arizona, sweetheart…" Barbara tried to reach out to her daughter but Daniel pulled her back as the younger blonde screamed again.

"Get out of my room! You did this to me!" She grabbed blindly for anything in reach, her fingers latching onto the phone as she grabbed the plastic box. "You did this to me!" She ripped the box from the wall, hurling at her parents. Still weak from sepsis, the phone barely cleared the bed, clattering at her parents' feet.

"Arizona Robbins!" Her father bellowed, stepping over the broken phone to try and restrain his daughter's shoulders. "I know this is awful but…"

"You don't know anything!" She was red in the face as she screamed at her father. "You know nothing!" She ripped her IV out of her arm as she struggled against her father, blood splattering on the white sheets of the hospital bed.

"Arizona you're going to hurt yourself!" Her mother shouted, her voice full of desperation.

The blonde continued to struggle, filled with rage about what had been done to her body. "I don't care! I want to die! I want to die!" She pulled hard against her father, using all her remaining strength to pull away. Breaking free of her father's grasp her extra momentum sent her tumbling out of the bed.

"Arizona!" Both parents screamed as their daughter hit the floor, they heard her groan as her head smacked the floor.

The pediatric surgeon left the stairwell and was drawn out of her memory by the screaming she heard coming from the PICU. Picking up her pace she quickly made her way to Abbie's room. The scene was all too familiar. The blankets were thrown back and the little girl was kicking her remaining leg as she struggled against her parents. Her father was holding her arms, trying to keep her from hurting herself as she yelled at him to go away.

Arizona briefly saw the patient's mother crying in the corner of the room before she placed herself next to the father. The peds surgeon put her hand on Abbie's uninjured cheek, trying to direct the girl to look at her. "Abbie. Abbie look at me. My name is Arizona. I'm your doctor. I need you to talk to me, tell me what's wrong."

"You cut off my leg!" The girl was starting to hyperventilate as she screamed at the blonde doctor. "You cut it off!"

"I know. I am so sorry Abbie." She stroked the girl's chestnut hair, trying to calm her down. "It's awful and horrible and I am so sorry this happened to you. But I'm going to help you. You're going to be okay. It's all going to be okay." Arizona felt so bad for her young patient. The day she had woken up with one leg had been one of the most horrible days of her life. She could imagine how the little girl was feeling right now as panicky grey eyes stared up at her.

"You don't know that. You don't know! It won't be okay." She started to sob, her shoulders shaking as her eyes squeezed shut.

Arizona looked up, meeting the parents' eyes for a second. She saw the fear and sadness that was present. The same thing had been in her own parents' eyes every time the blonde had thrown something or yelled at them. She swallowed and looked back down at her patient, still resting her hand gently on the girl's cheek. "Abbie, look at me please." She waited until the watery grey eyes opened before she continued. "I do know alright. I know that it will be okay. I promise you that it will be okay."

"How do you know?" The little girl's voice was raw as she questioned the woman who was trying to calm her down.

Arizona gave her a soft, calming smile. "I know because I lost my leg too. Less than a year ago. And I was scared and in pain and I thought my life was over, but it wasn't. I promise you it gets better. I promise."

"You lost your leg too?" The voice was small and scared but no longer filled with anger. Beside her, Arizona felt the father relax his grip on his daughter as she stopped fighting.

The blonde nodded as she moved her hand to stroke the girl's hair. "I did. And I'm going to help you get through this." She saw the girl wince in pain as she nodded her head. "Can you tell me what hurts?"

"My leg. And my face and my belly." She sniffled as the tears started anew.

"I know. I know sweetheart." The peds surgeon replied gently as she subtly reached over and increased the dosage on the morphine drip. "You will start feeling better soon okay." Even as she said those last words, she saw Abbie's eyes start to drift close as the quick acting medicine took its effect. Once the little girl was asleep, Arizona straightened up and shoved her hands in her pockets as she looked at the parents. "I increased her pain medication. So she is sleeping. Tomorrow we will move her to the peds ward. Can I get you anything?"

Mr. Greer looked at his wife who shook her head, her eyes going back to her sleeping daughter.

The tall man cleared his throat as he placed his hand on his wife's back, rubbing it gently. "Thank you Dr. Robbins, for calming her down. But I don't think you should have lied to her and told her you had lost a leg too. What happens when she wakes up and finds out it's not true? I don't think it'll be good for her when she's already struggling so much."

The blonde nodded her head. She could understand where the man was coming from, a worried parent protecting his daughter. "Mr. Greer," she started as she stepped towards the couple, "I didn't lie to your daughter." She bent over and lifted her pant leg, hearing her patient's parents surprised intake of breath when they saw the metal limb. "I did lose my leg." She smoothed down the pant leg and straightened up. "About nine months ago and I understand how Abbie is feeling right now. It is all terrifying and she feels all alone even though you are here. I know I did. We tried so hard to save her leg, the decision to amputate did not come easily and it was only made after every single other option was exhausted. But please believe what I said in the waiting room. I will be here to help her." She sighed when her pager started to beep again. "I will come check on her again tomorrow when we move her into a pediatric bed." She read the message and silenced the alarm. "Again, I am so sorry for everything that has happened." She turned to leave and had made it to the doorway when she heard the father call her name.

"Dr. Robbins?"

She turned on her heel to face him, her hands still shoved in the pockets of her lab coat. "Yes sir?"

"Thank you for taking care of our little girl."

It had been a long and exhausting shift. From the argument with Stark in the OR, the devastating decision to amputate a teenager's leg, and the emotional meeting with her young patient to the exciting news she'd gotten in the Chief's office, Arizona had quite the rollercoaster ride of feelings today. And on top of all of that, there was Callie and their not so subtle flirting.

A small smile played on the blonde's lips as she stepped into Joe's, taking a seat at the bar. She had plans to meet Callie and Teddy here for a drink after their exhausting day. Arizona looked around the bar, for 2:00 am on a week day, the establishment was surprisingly crowded, and she did not see either of the other surgeons. Ordering and paying for her Riesling she smiled as her mental recap of her day replayed Callie's teasing booty shake. She recognized that these were not platonic thoughts, but she couldn't help it, Callie's ass was amazing. The blonde was still grinning as she took a sip of her wine, the smooth liquid sliding down her throat, warming her stomach.

She felt someone slide into the seat beside her. Thinking it was one of her friends, she turned, the happy look still on her face. That look was immediately wiped away as she recognized the person who was sitting on the stool. Dr. Stark, disheveled and obviously intoxicated was beside her, glaring at her, his eyes bloodshot, probably from the whiskey she could smell on his breath.

"You stupid cripple." He slurred as he leaned forward, invading her personal space.

The smell of liquor was so strong that it made the blonde's eyes water as she leaned back to distance herself from him. "Dr. Stark, you are drunk. You should…"

"Shut up!"

She jumped, startled by the sudden increase in volume.

"Just shut up. I lost my job because of you." The yelling surgeon was starting to attract an audience. "Webber should have fired you months ago. But no…the golden child of the hospital can't be fired. That would be discrimination." He butchered the last word, trying to get it out around a mouthful of whiskey as he took a swig from his glass.

Alarmed, the blonde tried to stand and get away from him but he grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "Let go of me!"

He glared at her again. "Poor pitiful Arizona Robbins and her one leg. You know he only kept you around because he feels sorry for you." He maintained his iron grip on her arm as she tried to pull away. "You're nothing. No one will ever want…" He was cut off as a fist collided with his face.

Arizona quickly pulled away as the grip on her arm released. She grabbed onto the bar, her heart racing as she looked up to see who had gotten the drunk man off of her.

"Are you okay Robbins?" Alex asked as he shook out his hand, his knuckles bloodied from the blow.

She looked around, Stark was on the ground with Karev standing over him. Other bar patrons stood around, some pulling out their cellphones as someone mentioned calling the cops. Wide eyed, she nodded. "Yeah." Came her weak reply.

"I'm sorry Robbins, I didn't see him until he grabbed you."

"It's fine. I just um…" She raised her hand and turned to walk off, clearly shaken.

Alex watched her walk to the bathroom. When he turned back around he was face to face with a stunned Callie Torres.

The brunette gaped at the scene in front of her. She had heard the yelling as she walked into the bar, on her way to meet Arizona. When she made it to the counter, she saw Alex deck Stark and by the time she had edged her way through the crowd, Arizona had already dashed into the bathroom. "What…"

"Go. I got this." The resident gestured to the bathroom where the peds surgeon was taking refuge.

Callie mutely nodded, quickly pushing her way through the still gathered crowd. She pushed open the bathroom door and found the blonde resting against the sink, wiping at the makeup under her eyes. She closed the door behind her, leaning on it as she felt a sense of déjà vu, one of them crying at the sink while the other had followed them in to the dirty bar bathroom. "Hey." She whispered.

"Hey." Arizona quickly replied as she continued to try and fix her running makeup.

This greeting had happened before, only the roles were reversed. Despite what had just happened in the bar, Callie smiled softly as she remembered what had happened in this spot. This is where it had all began. She walked over, pressing herself against the blonde's back, resting a hand lightly on her hip. The moment she felt Arizona lean into her she remembered the next part of the conversation. The smile played at her lips as she leaned forward, her lips near Arizona's ear. "Peds right?" She whispered as blue eyes stared at her in the mirror.

The blonde felt an electric shock as Callie's breath hit her ear. "Yeah. Right. Hi." Came her breathless reply. She could feel the brunette's heart beating against her back and warmth radiated from every place Callie was touching her. The anger and hurt that had been filling her body started to dissipate as she leaned further into the other woman, desperate to increase contact. When she couldn't get enough, she turned and threw her arms around the taller woman, pulling them chest to chest. This is where they had met. This is where they had shared their first kiss. As all those happy memories flooded in they overpowered the memory of what had just happened in the bar.

Arizona maintained her grasp on the brunette as she felt Callie's hands rubbing soothing circles on her back. She felt like she was going to drown if she let go. She lifted her head off the brunette's shoulder, looking at her face to face. A smile found its way to her lips as she saw the raw emotion in the Latina's eyes. This is where it had started. She pressed her lips against Callie's, tasting the brunette for the first time in almost a year. When she felt the brunette deepen the kiss, she knew that this is where it was going to start again.

And...Calzona time. Part VII will be their building relationship.

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