Love Trap Chapter 4
The next few days passed by in a blur for Callie. She had been working almost constantly since the day of the accident. More rainy days which ment more car crashes and more broken bones. She just wished that the weather would change, sooner rather than later. The times she could get away she would sneak into Arizona's room and keep Tim company. Except for going to work, Tim hadn't left her side and was constantly talking to her about everyday things and how hot the nurses were and in particular Dr Torres.
They had gotten very comfortable around each other and it felt like they were building up a friendship. They would also have lunch together on occation in the cafeteria, Tim telling her embarrassing childhood stories from when Arizona was small and also how they lost their parents. Callie almost felt like she knew this mysteriously sleeping blonde already. She now knew that Arizona was a youth worker for troubled teenage girls, her favourite colour was purple, her favourite food was McDonald's and uptight bitches were her absolute nightmare. All these small things that she, over time, found out about the blonde made her feel closer to her and almost felt like they were friends already. She just had yet to officially meet her.
"Tim!" Callie shouted and ran down the corridor to catch up with the man. It was almost midnight and he was obviously going home to get some well needed sleep. He turned around as Callie breathlessly approached him.
"Well hello there," he said, grinning tiredly, "where's the fire HS?"
Callie laughed at her recent nickname. HS was short for Hot Stuff and her nickname for Tim had turned out to be Mr Softy, since he use to love the soft minty sweets when he was younger.
"I hoped I wpuld catch you before you left." she panted. "I just wanted to know if you had any questions or enquiries about tomorrow? Anything at all, or if you just wanted to talk about... well, anything?"
Tim smiled at her, care and concern written across her face. "I think I'm good. I just need a good nights sleep, but thanks HS. You've been the best orthopaedic surgeon ever."
Callie frowned. "Um, thanks. Considering that you don't know any other orthopaedic surgeons, that makes me feel very special." Tim chuckled and brought the brunette in for a tight hug.
"You're welcome." as he let go of his newfound friend his eyes travelled to his watch. "Oh man, it's midnight. I've gotta go and get my beauty sleep. I'll see you at ten am sharp."
When he had left Callie went into Arizona's room and took in the sight of the incredibly beautiful youth worker and was satisfied when she saw the cuts and bruises on her face had significantly decreased in size. Some cuts were already gone and left a small white mark in their wake but Callie trusted Mark's professional opinion and was determined that they would fade completely. She took one of Arizona's hands in hers and stroked the back of it with her thumb.
"I don't know if you can hear me but I just wanted to say that everything is gonna be okay. Your brother has barely left your side for the past week. You're gonna need his support and strength and, of course, there's me. I will be here every step of the way until you can outrun me down the hospital corridors." she reluctantly let go of the slender hand and made sure the covers were pulled up to her chin to make her more comfortable. "Good night, Arizona. I will literally and officially meet you tomorrow." before leaving she couldn't help but to run her knuckles down a pale cheek and she shivered from the contact. "Sweet dreams." she whispered into the dim lit silent room.
The day arrived too quickly for Callie's liking. She had a few hours of sleep but she was physically tired. Mentally she was on full speed, always. She dragged herself out of bed and headed towards the hospital. A part of her was really excited about meeting Arizona for the first time. There was a strange feeling of care and compassion for the unconscious woman, that she couldn't explain. It was like a strong pull towards the need to find out more about her, to find out all her secrets, passions and fears. The latina even found herself smiling thinking about it as she walked the couple of blocks to the hospital.
Tim was already there as she arrived, pacing inside her room, cracking his knuckles by bending his fingers in a nervous manner. "Don't do that," Callie said sternly, "it's not good for the joint between your middle phalanx and your proximal phalanx. Fluids wil eventually build up in the joint, swelling will occur and then you have a problem."
He stopped and looked down at his hands as if he was inspecting them. "I've been doing that since I was in my early twenties, and look," he waved his hands and flexed his fingers in the air for Callie to see, "they're fine." he stated, smiling satisfactory.
"Well, it's about time you stop then, before it causes a problem." she walked up to Arizona's bed, monitored her stats, took her temperature, listened to her heart and chest and took her blood pressure. "Well, everything sounds fine. We gradualy stopped her regular dose of Pentobarbital yesterday morning. That is the drug that is keeping her in a coma like state. She has now been completely without it for about ten hours or so, and it's now up to sleeping beauty herself to wake up. She's on quite strong pain medication and will probably be groggy and disoriented when she does awake. Just speak calmly to her and try to use simple words."
Tim nodded nervously, sat down and took his sister's hand and rubbed it between his own larger ones. "Come on, baby sis. HS here wants to see your seductive eyes undressing her curvaceous body, thread by thread." he said and gave Callie a wink.
The latina giggled as she watched Tim wiggle his eyebrows, his eyes never leaving his sister's face in case he would miss a sign, any sign, of change. "Oh, she's starting to undress herself. She's slowly opening the first button of her tight fitted shirt, showing of a nice full cleavage. Oh man, you're so missing out sis. Her shirt is completely off, tossed on the floor. Her bra is your favourite colour purple. Just imagine a purple laze bra hugging two voluptuous firm breasts. Wow, they are... phew, they are firm alright."
Callie could barely hold in her laughter as Tim went on and on about her firm breasts and her curvaceous olive skinned body. "It might take a while, Mr Softy. My boobs are unfortunately not gonna cut it, even though they are pretty great... and firm, as you say, but sadly my boobs must have lost their power."
"Bo... oob... s."
Both Tim and Callie snapped out of their, temporary bubble of breasts, when they suddenly and unexpectedly heard a weak voice uttering the word boobs. They looked at each other, eyes wide in shock and surprise. Callie eventually kicked into her doctor mode and lightly leaned over Arizona's face. "Hi there. My name is Callie, I'm a doctor. Can you open your eyes for me, Arizona?"
The blonde tried to open her heavy eyelids but as soon as Callie could see a tiny slither of blue, she clamped them shut again, sensitive to the light. The brunette swiftly covered the window with the cheap hospital curtains. "Okay Arizona, the curtains are closed. Can you please try again for me?"
After about a minute of struggle, Arizona finally opened her eyes. "Hi baby sis. Welcome back. I thought I would have to deal with all the hot nurses and doctors myself." Tim joked, slightly teary eyed from the overwhelming release of his sister waking up after a full weeks sleep.
"N... no way." she said weakly but loud enough for them both to hear.
"That's the spirit." Tim laughed and looked over at Callie who was still looking straight into Arizona's eyes and vice versa. "Should I leave you two ladies alone so you can romantically gace into each others eyes all day?"
The latina finally snapped out of, whatever hold the blonde's blue orbs had on her, and went into her proffesional role again. "Do you know where you are, Arizona?"
The blue eyes continued to look straight into hers and a faint smile graced her lips. "Heaven." she whispered and drifted off into sleep again, but during different circumstances this time.
"Cheesy!" Tim laughed and leaned back into his chair an let out a sigh of relief. His sister was awake and seemed like her old self, which was a comfort for now at least. "Before you ask HS, yes, she has always been that cheesy and, yes, she will try to get you in to her bed, casts on, wires and tubes connected to whatever machine. She usually gets her way in the end."
Callie nodded. "Good to know. She sounds an awful lot like my best friend Mark Sloan, who also works here but in plastics. They would be like two horny stallions together, checking out the young and fertile mares at the market." the latina commented. "I woyld very much like to stay and chat about your female Casanova for a sister, but I have patients to see. It'll probably be a few hours before she wakes again. When she does, go straight out to the nurse's station and have them page me, okay?"
Tim saluted and sat up straight. "Yes, doctor Hot Stuff!" Callie gave him a playful slap on the arm before she left the room.
The time flew by for Callie, which was good because it ment that she was getting closer to her two days off. At four pm Callie heard her pager go off and a jolt of excitement passed through her body at the thought of seeing Arizona again. She quickly finished up the last bit of her paper work and headed over to the Intensive Care Unit where Arizona was being treated.
"How's our sleeping beauty?" Callie smiled as she made her way over to the bed where Arizona was slowly waking up. "Come on, princess. Open your immaculate blue eyes for me, please." Tim chuckled in his chair as Callie tried to arouse his sister from her sleep. The blonde squinted her eyes as they opened. It wasn't as bright in the room this time and she managed to hold Callie's gaze for a good ten seconds, taking in her beauty and strength, mesmerized by the breathtaking latina hovering above her, looking like an angel. Suddenly Arizona became aware of the pain in her legs. She threw her head back deep into her pillow and hissed in agony.
Callie was quick to sooth and placed her palm against her cheek, stroking the soft skin with her thumb. "I know, honey. I know it hurts." she sat down on the bed, careful not to cause too much movement. "Do you remember what happened, Arizona? Do you know where you are?" her hand was still resting against a pale face.
"N... not... heaven. Hell." the blonde grinded her teeth from the searing pain, trying to control her breathing when she suddenly became aware of Callie's soft hand on her face. The soothing contact helped to take the edge off and Arizona brought her right hand up to cover Callie's soft one, feeling the warmth it radiated.
"Don't go." she whispered and fell into a light slumber, her hand still resting on top of the brunette's.
Callie looked over at Tim with a confused look on her face. The slightly older man laughed contagiously. "You're stuck now, HS. She'll never let you go."