Disclaimer: The show Grey's Anatomy is not mine, and neither are the characters, I am not receiving any profit from this work. Everyone in this story belongs to Shondaland. I'm just going to play with the characters for a bit. I'll return them in tact... mostly. T for language and content. Rating may change, eventually.
A/N: This story seems to be writing itself. I think I'm just going to go with it. Apparently I seem to want each character to write a different chapter to tell the story. Game of thrones is not influencing me in that decision in any way...I'm posting this now because tomorrow is a full on work day. I may not get to update.
Please do not be afraid of providing criticism or reviews. It helps. It makes me smile. It doesnt offend Xox.
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The beeping from her pager woke Leah up. Not sure of her surroundings she looked around trying to locate where the sound was coming from. It seemed to be coming from her pants which were thrown haphazardly on the floor, on the other side of the room. Her other clothes strewn around the room. Memories of the previous evening flooded her senses. Limbs entwined, breath hot and desperate, lips needy she remembered. Hot damn Arizona was amazing, she had blown her mind! Even if the women was embarrassed that she had only one leg, there was apparently no scientific reason for any performance anxiety. It had been by far the best sex Leah had ever had, and Leah had had a lot of sex. Leah was used to being overlooked. With a mother more interested in her boyfriends then her own child, Leah had practically raised herself, first school and then medschool, always on the outer, always overlooked. Her abrupt, haughty manner seeming to put people off.
In reality she was not 'up herself,' but incredibly shy and uncertain about herself and her place in the world. She had eventually found a way of getting attention though... especially from authority figures. Her body, and her intellect: two facilities that never let her down. It was different with Arizona though. Arizona seemed to see her as she was. When Arizona looked at her it was with interest and with kindness. Leah could not work the women out. After telling her to lower her expectations that afternoon, Arizona had then done an abrupt 180 degree turn about that evening and left a message on her phone. Leah had answered, immediately. Boy, had she answered. A vaguely uneasy feeling arose in her. Arizona had been so passionate, almost desperate, but she hadn't once looked Leah in the eye. Instead she had slammed her against the wall, ripped her clothes off, thrown her on the bed and turned the lights out. Arizona had waited till the lights were out before removing her prosthetic. She had then proceeded to wear Leah out. The women had stamina, that's for sure. Arizona had also left the apartment before Leah woke up. Arizona was so considerate, letting Leah sleep in. It was nice to have a girlfriend who cared about her.
Why was Arizona so shy about her body though? She was amazing and confident, even if she made very little eye contact. Who needed legs when they had fingers, and tongues? What a night! Wait... was it sex or did they make love? It sure felt like love. A huge grin appeared on Leah's face as she bounded out of bed to read her message she reflected that it was nice to be loved.
Emergency at the hospital, all on call staff needed urgently. Leah to report to Dr Kepner immediately.
Sighing, Leah hurriedly gathered her clothes, and got into them. She would have to shower and change and find a bite to eat for breakfast at the hospital vending machine. Doing the walk of shame from the hotel to the hospital, Leah shyly approached the entrance to her workplace. She was not looking forward to the walk to the residents quarters. Still she was in luck. No one appeared to notice her as she changed into her scrubs and lab coat after a quick shower. Maybe there was time for a coffee, or two. Arizona seemed to like coffee...and Leah really liked Arizona. She had better get a move on, Kepner did not like to be kept waiting.