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PS. Sorry for no smut in the past few chapters. I'm trying to build up a plot. Rest assured, I will get to the smut later in the chapters!

Chapter 4

"Let's get you up off the floor." Lauren helped Arizona to her feet and half-carried her to sit on the bench. Arizona watched Lauren when she went to the bush and bent down to pick up her prosthetic. While Arizona was watching Lauren retrieve her leg, her eyes roamed toward Lauren's butt. When Lauren turned around, Arizona quickly looked up at the full moon in the night's sky. Arizona was mad at herself for repeatedly looking at Lauren that way. She was married, she had a child. Her thoughts were disrupted when she heard Lauren chuckle and Arizona felt her cheeks go red. While smiling, Lauren walked over to Arizona and lifted up her scrub pants to put on the prosthetic.

"Here, I've got it. I can put it on myself."

"Really, it's no problem I can do it. You are already hurt and I-"

"No! Just give it to me! I am a grown woman. I think I can put my own fake leg on." Slightly hurt by the statement, Lauren handed Arizona her leg and she snatched it out of her hands in embarrassment. Even though Lauren has seen every part of Arizona's graceful body, she was still ashamed at the fact that she only had one leg. "I'm fine. Just go inside," Arizona demanded. Reluctantly, Lauren walked back into the hospital but, stayed near the entrance. She watched Arizona carefully from the clear, glass window to ensure her safety. After Arizona put on her leg, she sat on the bench for a few minutes before she finally moved. Once Arizona turned around to face the hospital doors, Lauren quickly disappeared out of sight. Almost like a zombie, Arizona was walking toward the entrance. When the automatic doors opened, Lauren appeared out of thin air to walk with her.

"Come on, we need to stitch up that cut on your forehead." They walked in unison to the nearest procedure room. Lauren opened the door for Arizona and closed it behind both of them. Arizona sat on the exam table and watched Lauren gather the supplies.

"I'm sorry." Lauren stopped what she was doing to look at Arizona. There were tears in her eyes and dried blood all over her forehead. Her curly, blonde hair was still in tact except for the blood stains on the top of her head. The light was dim but Arizona's ocean-blue eyes still twinkled. "I didn't mean to be so harsh out there. It's just been a rough day for me."

"It's okay… You don't need to apologize." Lauren interrupted. She continued to gather the supplies. Lauren carefully cleaned Arizona's wound. Her cut was fairly deep and definitely needed stitches. Lauren gave her a local anesthetic and started to suture her wound. Arizona saw Lauren's delicate hands shadowing over her head but, in between her fingers she saw her beautiful face. Arizona felt a knot in her stomach. She was actually nervous. Stealthily, Arizona stared at Lauren between her fingers. She had the perfect facial structure. Her face was perfectly proportioned with those plumb lips, perfect jawline, and those hazel eyes. Arizona felt like she was in high school. She felt like she was a girl, nobody knew existed, and found out that the captain of the football team liked her. After Lauren finished the stitches, she took a towel and started wiping all of the dried blood and tears off of her face. Arizona's face was completely clean when she felt Lauren's soft hands caress her face in the most gentle way possible.

"All done." Lauren said, smiling. Arizona missed the feeling of Lauren's caress. She sat there just staring at Lauren for what seemed like a lifetime until the silence was finally broken. "Here, take a look." Lauren gave Arizona a handheld mirror to look at her handiwork. The cut looked invisible except for the conspicuous black.

"Wow, it's like it was never there."

"Well, that's what you get when you have a renowned craniofacial specialist suture your cut," Lauren playfully chuckled. They both forced-laughed at the joke. Their gazes became more intense and deep. The hazel and blue eyes never broke connection.

"I-I don't know how to thank you.." A few seconds passed before Lauren came up with a response.

"I can think of a few ways."