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Chapter 9
..::Callie's POV::..
"Crap, crap, crap, crap." I whispered to anyone who decided to listen. "This isn't right, this—this can't be right." I continue, "She has the bones of an 60 year old, how come none of her other doctors caught this—they should have saw this—I can't—this, I've never seen bones like this in a 24 year old, there is no way her bones should be like this." I finish, nailing the pin in my patient's hip.
Looking at the clock in the OR, I shake my head in annoyance. It's 7:12. I'm two hours and twelve minutes into a surgery that was suppose to take half that time. If I finish soon, I'll still be able to meet Arizona for the Disney thing. I don't really care that it's Disney on ice, I just want to spend some time with her.
Finishing up her hip, I move to her fibula. "You've got to be freakin' kidding me." I say looking at my patient's leg. There were so many old breaks that were set horribly "Who the hell was this girl's surgeon?" I ask rhetorically. The 4th year resident on the case with me, Dr. Boykins takes a look and is just as amazed as I am.
The OR goes quiet as I continue to do my work. Just as I am about to speak, there is a blaring noise through the room and my heart sinks.
"Crashing—She's crashing!" the nurse informs me as if I didn't already know.
All thoughts of anything other than my patient leaves my head as I quickly and carefully try to save this girl on my table.
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An hour and a half later, I'm rushing out of the scrub room with hope that, by some miracle, the show was pushed back an hour. When I turn into the Attendings' locker room, though, all that hope was shot down. Sitting on the bench in dark blue scrub pants and a fitted black long sleeved shirt was Arizona. Her back was turned and I took the extra time before she saw me to calm my nerves.
"Hey." I start.
"Hey." she says without turning around.
"Arizona, I'm really sorry. There were some complications in surgery and it ran way longer than I expected." I say to her back.
When she finally turns around, I see something that I wasn't expecting. I expected anger, or sadness— or even embarrassment if she'd thought that I blew her off but, instead, I see a smile, and it isn't one of those fake ones either.
"I know." she says simply.
"You know?" I ask and she nods.
"When the clock hit 7:30 I figured that you weren't coming and even if you decided to, we wouldn't have made it there in time. I came in and changed and checked on some of my patients and I happen to see your name on the OR board and then it hit me that you were still in surgery, and I—"
"Wait," I stop her "You thought that I stood you up?"
She was silent at first. "Well, you hadn't called and I—"
"Arizona, I would never do that. I would have had someone come and find you, but there were complications and I needed all hands." I finished.
"I know. At least now I do." she said again. "I saw."
My eyebrows pop up in surprise, "You saw?"
"Yeah, when I was done with all my patients, I came and watched."
I was so focused on my patient that I hadn't even realized that Arizona was in the gallery.
"So you're not mad? About Disney?" I ask.
"Did I mention that I hated Disney?" she laughs and relief passes over me. "One of my patients was released a week ago after a 4 month stay in here. She came today for a check-up and I gave her and her mom the tickets." Arizona said, removing her sneakers, "They took them even though they would most likely be late."
"What are you doing now?" I ask her.
"Changing." she says, obviously.
We both laugha little, "No, seriously," I start, "We could do something now, if you want?" I ask. Arizona and I have hung out before, we're friends, yet I still get nervous around her.
"I—yeah, what did you have in mind?"
'Crap, what did I have in mind?' I panic.
"We could see a movie?" I say, suggesting the first thing that popped into my head.
"Yeah, but I'm kinda hungry, though." Arizona answers.
"I don't really feel like getting dressed up to go out." I say, honestly. After that surgery, I kinda just want to relax. "We could go to my place?" I blurt out before I have a chance to stop myself. Arizona raises an eyebrow. "I c-could cook for you and we could watch a movie there."
"I didn't know you cooked, Calliope." Arizona answered with a smile.
"I do a lil somethin' somethin'." I say causing Arizona to giggle.
"Okay." she finally answers.
"Okay?"
"Yeah." she says with a smile.
::..Arizona's POV..::
"That smells really good, Callie." I call from the couch. Something told me that agreeing to this would be a bad idea, but when do I ever listen to my head?
"Thanks, it's almost ready." Callie called back.
I've been here for a little over an hour, and so far, things have been going good. I know that I still have to tell Callie about Andrea, and I will. For sure. Tomorrow.
Things are going so good right now, and I just want to enjoy this. I don't know how she'll react to the information that I have, so I just want to enjoy our friendship while I still can.
"Did you find a movie yet?" Callie asks, dropping down next to me on the couch.
"No, not yet. You have so many to chose from." I tell her motioning to the large shelf full of DVDs. "What do you usually like watching?"
Callie shrugged, "Anything that keeps me interested."
"Do you have any scary movies over there?" I ask, getting up, walking towards the shelf.
"I have a few." Callie says, "Not many up to date ones, though."
"Now, that's my twist," I start, "I like scary movies. I have a bunch at home."
"Yeah? I wouldn't have pegged you for a Disney hating, scary movie watching type of girl." she says.
"Well, there's a bunch you don't know about me." I shoot back, throwing in a nonchalant shrug for good measures.
"I'm learning more and more about you everyday, Ms. Arizona…like the battleship." She says with a smirk, as she walks back into the kitchen. I roll my eyes at the use of that silly nickname.
"Ohh! I found one!" I call into the kitchen.
"What is it?"
"The Notebook! I love this movie." I tell her as she walks back to where I am. When I notice her face drop, I realize my mistake and mentally kick myself. She had just broken up with her girlfriend, and I go and pick the most romantic movie ever filmed. "Or I can pick something else…"
She shakes her head in the positive.
"Okay." I tell her, turning back to the movie collection.
"I'm sorry, it's just—I can't—a movie like that with all the romantic crap—I don't feel like it all…" she trails off.
"No, no, it's fine. I totally understand." I tell her, walking over to where she stood. "What you're going through sucks. Nobody should ever have to be cheated on, Callie. You didn't deserve to be hurt like that." I tell her.
Looking up at me in confusion Callie takes a step back, "How did you know that?" she asks.
"Know what?" I ask back with furrowed brows.
"I never told you that Andrea cheated on me, Arizona. How did you know that?" she asks again. I could practically see the wheel turning in her head as she tried to figure out how I knew this.
In that moment, it's like I can't figure out how to use my tongue to speak. The look on Callie's face is enough to make me cringe when I realize what I've just said. I really didn't want this to happen like this, but I have no choice now. Things just got real.
A/N: Boom Shack-a-Lacka!
