Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Grey's Anatomy. I just manipulate them to my will. Also, any line or phrase or setting that seems remotely familiar from any other show, movie or book, also not mine. I borrow…
Prompt: Arizona has an accident and Callie takes care of her.
AN: So there are like a million of this kind of ficlet out there, hopefully mines a bit different. Enjoy!
Donuts, Dignity, and Even More Donuts
"What do you see?"
"Uhh…" A nervous intern mumbles, his hands sweating far more than they should but he can't seem to make his brain work.
"Go on, tell me what you see." Callie says again, crossing her arms across her chest as she stares over the man's shoulders and views the xray. Experienced eyes immediately zero in on something that shouldn't be there, but she waits for the intern to make his call.
"Looks like a hairline fracture." He says in almost a whisper, seeking confirmation from his senior attending.
A groan of pain comes from somewhere behind them, the ruffling of a paper bed cover signaling an unhappy patient. Callie turns and sets her gaze on the injured party, a slight smile pulling at her lips.
"Really, Calliope?" The patient whines, who just so happens to be the Chief of Pediatrics, Dr. Arizona Robbins. "You're laughing at me?"
"I'm not laughing, honey." The Latina says just as the exam room door opens, Mark quickly stepping in and closing the door behind him.
"So what's the verdict?" He asks, looking between his two friends. …Using the term loosely.
"She has a hairline fracture of the coccyx." Torres states simply, scribbling something on her wife's chart and sending the intern out to fill a prescription for her.
"Seriously?" Mark asks in disbelief, his gaze going from Arizona to Callie then back to Arizona.
"It's not funny, Mark." Arizona growls.
"But you-"
"Mark." The blonde snaps again, pain flooding her body from her slight movement.
"It's a little funny, babe." Callie says, biting her cheek from laughing out right.
"How funny is a month without sex?" Arizona shoots back, knowing full well that that is just as much of a punishment for her as it is for her wife.
Just then the exam room door opens again and yet another person joins the party, a slightly out of breath Alex Karev pushing his way around Sloan. "What happened? I heard you took a spill and-"
"I broke my ass!" Arizona shouts, making all three jump slightly. "There, I said it. Happy now? I fell and broke my ass. Now… go on, laugh. Laugh it up." Blue eyes challenge each of the three people around her bedside to laugh, all carefully weighing the situation, but in the end it's Alex that breaks first. Mark soon joins and before Arizona knows it Callie is laughing along with them.
The helplessness of her wife finally sobers Torres up and she says, "Alright, enough you morons. Out. Go on, get out." She shoves them out of the room, each making a joke on their way until finally its just the women left alone. Turning back to the blonde laid out on her side, Callie runs her hand through blonde hair and asks, "I have Fowler going to get your pain meds, then we'll get you home. Is there anything I can get you until then?"
"If you could manage to find my dignity, that'd be awesome." Arizona moans, her adorable pout making Callie's heart melt all over again.
"Oh honey…" Callie sighs, pulling up a rolling chair to sit at the blonde's bedside. "I think you gave that up when you strapped those shoes to your feet."
"Ha. Ha." The peds surgeon drawls sarcastically. "It's always the jokes with you."
Dr. Fowler soon arrives with Arizona's prescription, as well as a blue circular pillow that makes the blonde's eyes roll.
"Seriously? The donut?" She whines, embarrassment rushing over her by the waves. It wasn't enough that she took a nasty spill on her wheelies right in the middle of her ward, parents and patients all around to see, but she also got to be the 'butt' of jokes as she had her rear end xrayed. Now she'll have to walk around for a couple weeks like a grandma, all the while carrying that stupid donut pillow with her to use when she sits down.
"God, why doesn't the floor just open up and swallow me whole right now. Save me the humiliation of showing my face around here ever again." The blonde groans, a strong hand on her bicep helping pull her onto her feet.
"Don't be so dramatic now, Arizona." Callie chides her wife, easing her wife softly down onto the donut pillow set in a wheelchair. "I'm sure by the time you get back to work it'll all be forgotten." When all she gets is a huff in disbelief, she adds "You never know… in a weeks' time there could be a… another syphilis outbreak. Or an intern cutting a patient's LVAD wire out of love. Or, dare I say it, Mark pulls his head out of his ass and finally proposes to Little Grey." A light giggle spills from pink lips as Callie wheels her wife down the least busy hallway of the hospital, trying to maintain as much of the peds surgeon's dignity and reputation as possible.
Leaning down so she's close to Arizona's ear, and lowering her voice, she says conspiratorially, "But until then, your butt, broken or not, stays at home."
Arizona groans at just the thought of being stuck in the apartment, and asks "Can we at least get some real donuts first, then cuddle up on the couch and have a movie marathon?"
Callie smiles, "Whatever you want, sweetie. That's what I'm here for."