Chapter 4
Title: The Ride
Pairing: Arizona/Callie
Rating: M
Author: CalzonaFan4Ever
Summary: Callie & Arizona AU fic. Arizona is lost in a whirlwind of circumstances, relying on her motorcycle to give her clarity. Will this ride lead to the change that she needs, or lead to further hurt and heartache, or is this just the journey that she needs??
Chapter: 4/??
Disclaimer: All characters from Grey’s Anatomy belong to the Queen that is Shonda Rhimes… I only wish I was old enough and wise enough to come up with them first….
Stepping out of his office, Dr. Webber checked in with his assistant. “Patricia, I have a few more forms I need Dr. Robbins to sign.” He handed off a stuffed manila envelope, “Please make sure the process goes through HR without any hiccups. I’m headed into surgery right now, so I won’t have time to handle it.”
Heaping the added envelope on top of the ever-growing pile of ‘must-do’s’ the secretary acknowledged her superior. “Yes sir, HR, you’re not available, got it.” The secretary rounded the desk, stepping in line behind her boss. “Now, first I need signatures…” She scuffled with a few pages “sign here… and here… one more, here.” The shorter gray haired woman shuffled through the load in her arm. “Also…. Adele said she’s expecting you for dinner, no exceptions” A gruff moan could be heard from the older man. “We’re all set for the meeting in the east conference room at 3:15.”
Stopping at the elevator “You’re sure everyone has been informed right?” scrolling through the pertinent details of the chief’s load, the secretary offered a simple nod. “Tell Adele I will try…I have a hospital to run…” Shrinking a bit under the glare of the shorter woman, Webber compromised “I will try to be out by nine for a late dinner.” He was giving in to his wife, but he was giving in on his terms. With the opening of the silver doors, both took their leave in opposite directions.
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Mark where are you?
Callie ducked into the closest on-call room. Still unsure of what had just happened, she paced back and forth waiting for Mark’s response. “ella estaba coqueteando conmigo, ¿no?” (she was flirting with me, right?). Still a little flustered, she checked her phone again, being met with a blank screen. “no…… ella no estaba,…….. no podia haber sido, ¿no?” (no…. she wasn’t…. she couldn’t have been, right?)
Pulling the Latina out of her minor freak out, her pager suddenly made it’s presence known. “The pit, good…. I need to get off this floor” Grabbing her white coat, she quickly directed her steps towards the elevator. Reaching the silver doors of the elevator, Callie felt the need to keep moving. There was a quick decision to avert the carriage and push through the door on the left that led to the stairwell.
Arriving in the pit, a scruffy Karev filled her in “Baseball bat to the shoulder, a chunk of the bat is still embedded in the clavicle.”
“Anybody else joining this party…or we good to go?” Callie examined the x-ray, while Karev continued the prep.
“Altman will meet us down there, see here….” The resident motioned to an area on the film “punctured the left ventricle…”
“Rails up, lets move now.” Brown eyes focused in as the doctors took off barreling towards their ride to the OR.
Scrubbed in, Callie and Teddy set in to save this newest patient. Interrupting the casual small talk between the surgeons, Callie’s phone sounded throughout the sterile room. “Dr. Torres, it’s yours” the nurse called out. Nodding, she gave permission for the woman to continue. “from Dr. Sloan….”
Munchkin has been safely dropped in daycare
The petite brunette read the text aloud. “Thank you Kim” Dr. Torres thanked the nurse, as she continued removing wood splinters from the patient. Just then, the monitors made their presence known “BP is dropping, give me more suction… we have bleeding somewhere.”
“That’s me” Teddy jumped in “Pick-ups, Bokhee…” she reached for the instrument. “Hold on, almost got it…” quickly, but carefully maneuvering to tie off the new suture, she breathed out in relief “Got it, how are we looking now?”
“We’re good, it’s leveling out now.” Karev spoke up “Torres, what’s the news on this new doctor?”
Looking up momentarily “I heard from Cristina this morning that there’s a new doc, but that’s about it…haven’t heard anything else. Teddy?”
Not that anyone expected Teddy to be caught up on, or really get involved with any hospital gossip. But, come on, this was SGMW they were discussing here. Everyone shared too much, knew too much, and barely lived long enough.
Teddy was still rather new to the hospital, and hadn’t laid down really any roots yet. Callie had been drawn to her as a new comer that hadn’t been there during the depressing mayhem that was her life. It was nice having someone that didn’t look at you through pity goggles. They weren’t the closest of friends, but they were friendly. Right now Callie was relying on the fact that Teddy was a department head, hoping she could offer more insight than what they had currently.
Tying off another stitch, Teddy studied her progress. “I haven’t gotten any more then you two… got an email saying meeting in the east conference room for an important announcement… I’m going to need a 2-0 vicryl”
Not getting any different info to take back, Karev moved on “Do you have room on your service?” He sheepishly offered the question to Callie, simply receiving a quizzical look in response; he elaborated. “Stark’s an ass…. he put me on poop and puke since Meredith and I fixed that kid when he was too busy stuffing his face to come do his job…”
It was well known throughout the hospital how big of an ass stark really was. More often than not he was taking credit for someone else’s find, and that someone was usually Karev. Maybe it was ‘little-man syndrome’, but he was self-righteous, and didn’t play well with others. Stark definitely didn’t fit in with his colleagues. The short balding man erupted so much; there was a running bet on when he would have an aneurysm.
“You’re not into ortho Karev… I was for sure plastics would have been your back up.”
Karev had his issues with adult patients that were awake, but no one could deny that he was skilled. The young resident had been through a lot, and fought dutifully to make it to his current place in life. Lesser men would have fallen under the pressure that had been placed on the resident at such a young age, but he broke free and many of his superiors were impressed.
“Yeah, have you seen Sloan and Avery? They’re like two little girls…pfft… ‘Plastics Posse’…” Karev smirked and shook his head just thinking about the duo. “I think I just puked in my mouth a little bit.”
Letting out a belly laugh, Callie conceded. “True… I love Sloan, but he is definitely a pre-Madonna.”
“Maybe this new doctor will be taking over for Stark….” The scruffy resident didn’t believe it for a second, but he could hope, right? “This is worse than being an intern…”
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Walking out of the scrub room, Callie’s ears were quickly assaulted by Mark’s voice bellowing her name down the hall. “Torres!”
Slowing in her stride, she gave her friend a chance to catch up. “Mark…” the brunette gently mimicked.
“Hey, what’s this I’m hearing about a new doctor?” Sloan scratched at his chin while he watched the brunette finish with her latest chart.
Passing the chart off to the awaiting nurse, she filled him in. “Been trying to find out, but no one knows… Anyways, how do you now when someone is hitting on you?” she broke away from the man’s gaze with a lowered voice.
Before she could move another inch, the brunette was very unceremoniously pulled into a lounge room. “Was it nurse Kendra?” the taller man hovered over her, donning a shit-eating grin, eye brows suggestively wiggling; awaiting a response from the brunette who was adorned in a very confused mask. “Brunette, yay high” he motioned, placing his hand chest high to signify the woman’s height. “Boobs about a C, ass..”
Before he could finish his elaborate description, he was stopped by a slap that was possibly good enough to leave a print across his perfect chest. “Not Kendra; you’re a pig..” the Latina huffed, while the man was left rubbing his wound.
“Hey, you, her, HOT!” he raised his eyebrows in emphasis. To this the brunette offered no response. Arms crossed, firmly set across her chest; she glared at the plastic surgeon. Shrugging it off, he let it go. “Alright… I’m listening”
“You know the patient with the broken leg.” She could see he wasn’t cluing in. “Skin grafts apparently created by a god” a slim finger was pointed at Sloan. “Motor cycle accident…” Finally they were on the same page. “I’m pretty sure she was trying to hit on me…” bringing the excitement down a little, she continued “then, like an idiot, I walked into the door…”
Reeling in the man-whore that he was most of the time, Mark stepped into her best-friend shoes. “Have you seen you?” He gently hooked a finger under the Latina’s chin, causing her to look up at him. “You are some kind of goddess, of course she was trying to hit on you…” cupping the brunette’s cheek, he slid a stray lock behind the brunette’s ear. “Someone would have to be blind to not hit on you…”
Resting in the strong arms embracing her, the brunette blew out a slight sigh. “Have I gotten that bad that I don’t even know when I’m being flirted with?” Pulling away from the hug, Callie took a seat on the couch. “One minute I’m checking her incision, the next I nearly flip over a chair…. Then I walk into the door…. Fuck, I don’t even know if she’s hot…” Replaying the hazardous events she reached to massage a lump in her neck. “I didn’t even look at her… She said I was pretty, and I melted into a puddle of discombobulated limbs…” More annoyed with her self, she couldn’t recall the last time someone genuinely expressed adoration towards her or even just lust for her. “I used to have game… she seriously only called me pretty, and I got all weird and, and, and stuttering, and tripping all over the place…” Callie scoffed, disbelieving her current state of being.
Sloane sat intently, being there for his friend as she figured her way through this maze of emotions. For all of his man-whore ways, he really was a good guy. He’d been there holding the brunette’s hand through the tumultuous ‘love life’ if you could call it that. He was there to wipe her sweat and rub her back through a grueling thirty-seven hours of labor. There was a time when they’re lustful need outweighed they’re reason, positioning them often as panting sweaty bodies, clinging to each other through sex. They knew they would never make it as a couple, but they could simply oblige the other. Ortho and plastics, two polar opposites, yet the two shared a genuine, kind of magical relationship. When no one else could, they got each other, and that is a gift that not many get.
Mark had his arm wrapped around his best friend, preparing to continue their dialogue when the incessant beep of a pager screamed throughout the room.
Unhooking the device from her waist, Dr. Torres released an exasperated huff. “Scans are back on ‘little miss thrill-seeker’ I need to go make sure the ‘bionic leg’ is healing correctly”
Mark jumped up from the couch, offering his hand to the Latina in assistance. She eyed him, curious to the sudden demeanor change of the graying surgeon. Within a second she noticed the sly grin inked across his chiseled features. “Let’s go…” Callie was shifted towards the door.
“Uhm, where are you going?”
“To check on our patient…” the plastic surgeon offered a cheeky smile.
“You…want to see the scans with me?” pursed lips and a raised eyebrow was directed at the plastic surgeon.
The two surgeons were strolling down the hallway in the direction of the scans “don’t insult your intelligence…” the ortho surgeon was being followed like a master with her puppy. “I want to see if she hits on you,” he offered.
Approaching the sliding door, Callie halted Mark’s movements with a tanned hand pressed firmly into his chest. “Don’t be an ass Mark.” The Latina scolded the man-child standing before her. Turning on the resident “Karev don’t encourage him”
Karev was currently too engrossed in becoming acquainted with the patient file, having just jumped on Callie’s service. He barely let out a grunt, letting the brunette know he got the message. With that, one by one the surgeons’ steps took them into the room that housed one, Arizona Robbins.
Flicking on the light-board, Callie lit up the x-rays. Mark stood back eyeing the brunette; it was obvious to him that she was purposely lacking eye contact with the blonde in the bed. He also observed how the blonde scanned the brunette as if preparing to be sketching a mental image of the bombshell in her presence. Pleased with his findings between the two, all the man needed was popcorn for the show he was taking in.
“Dr. Torres….” The blonde smiled at the ortho surgeon “you’re back…”
Keeping her eyes averted towards the scans, Callie was determined that the blonde wasn’t going to get her all flustered again. “I just went over your scans. We have good news so far.” The young blonde nodded as she followed the ortho surgeon’s defined appendage as it swiped through the air, directing her towards the scan of her leg. “You see here where the rod’s were inserted, so far the bone is still perfectly aligned just as I set it. Here, these will fuse together; we want to be sure that they continue to be straight for complete recovery. So we’re looking good so far…”
The possible double meaning was not lost on the brunette, the second the words fell from her lips. Luckily the deep navy blue scrubs were covering the blush currently creeping up her chest.
‘That you are…’ slightly craning downward, blue eyes searched for those of the Latina goddess in front of her. But the brunette busied herself, scribbling in the chart. “So…. Dr. Torres, everything looks great so far?” The brunette simply offered and ‘‘mhm’’ still chocolate eyes didn’t look up from the chart; the blonde pushed forward. “So, do you think I will be good to skate any time soon?” Arizona took her bottom lip between her teeth, gently biting down; she was laying it on thick.
“Skate…hmmm, I think you like breaking bones.” The brunette laughed gently at the blonde’s inquiry; momentarily forgetting her ‘all business’ façade, she looked up. ‘shit… those damn eyes’.
Immediately the blue orbs of the young blonde entranced her. Then she caught sight of the dimples that were popping purely for her benefit. Her gaze had never met the slender pink lips, as she was sucked back into the breathtaking pools of blue. The ortho surgeon’s breath was caught in her throat, leaving her speechless. She stood mesmerized, caught like a fly in a trap. Shaking herself after a few breaths, she was brought back by Dr. Karev’s voice. “You’ll be able to skate just fine, once you finish with PT” Clearing his throat with a knowing smile “anything you would like to add Dr. Torres?"
“Uh, no, no, that’ it” and back to the blubbering… “I… we’ll be back for evening rounds”
Before the brunette knew what was happening, Arizona took hold of her hand slowly caressing it. “Thank you again Dr. Torres, you are, awesome” She slowly released the silky bronze hand back to it’s owner, but not without a noticeable squeeze. A slight pink could be seen taking over the Latina’s cheeks. Taking a step back, she moved towards the door. But again she stumbled into the chair; quickly she tried to fix herself. “And Dr. Torres…when you see my dear brother, can you send him this way please.” She offered the brunette another dimpled smile.
Stepping behind her, Mark gently guided the brunette out of the room, as to keep her from walking into the door again. “Yeah, she’s definitely hitting on you. It’s hot!” Mark leaned over and whispered into her ear. Sloan looked over the brunette’s shoulder, eyeing the younger blonde giving her a pointed look; as if to say ‘I see what you’re doing’. Arizona met his gaze easily returning one of her own, feigning complete innocence, with near child like perfection; with a smile and wink for good measure.
‘Smooth Torres, real smooth’ the brunette inwardly berated herself as she was led out of the room. “So, that just happened right…my lack of sex isn’t making me exaggerate this right?” the trio stood leaning against the abandoned nurses station.
“Blondie is good…” an impressed chuckle slipped from the plastic surgeon “Damn, I’m actually impressed. Except she’s a patient… but, she won’t be after next week” bumping shoulders with his best friend “so you going to go for it? I say, get yours.”
Karev had been standing back; amused by the display of the attending’s that were shaping his medical career. “hmmm….she was definitely hitting on you. And she definitely took your ‘bad-ass’ card, and you let her.” The resident had tickled him own-self, releasing a full laugh.
“She did not take my card. Plus she’s a patient, it’s unethical.” Callie attempted to defend herself.
“The bedroom eyes you two were making at each other in there… I thought you were going to straddle her right in front of us…”
“Sloane’s right, it was all hot and steamy in there… you probably need a shower now.”
“Perv and perv jr…” when all else failed, Callie leaned on her signature stare directed at the two men. “I am not you Mark, I don’t sleep with patients… and you” the brunette pointed at the resident “one word, or shall I say name… Ava…” the air that had puffed in the young man’s chest had quickly deflated. “And was it not just last month that all of the nurses went on strike, repercussions of sleeping with a certain man-whore…” With this, both men had shrunk at least two inches in stature.
Just then, the party was broken up as the plastic surgeon’s pager reintroduced itself. Looking down at the small piece of plastic “Surgery in ten…” the burn from the Latina, bruised him a bit but he pushed on anyways “page me when you go back in there.” He pointed his chin in the direction of the blonde’s room.
“I don’t need a bodyguard Mark, I am perfectly capable of remaining professional with my patient.” In reality, she was a little worried how quickly her body was responding to such simple gestures from the thrill-seeker. But she’d been lacking on her adult time lately, so really it wouldn’t take much to get her off right now. Sure, she could admit the blonde was hot, those damn dimples and those slender pink lips… alright she needed to stop that train of thought right there. She was the doctor, and Dr. Callie Torres does not sleep with patients.
“Haha, I’m not going to cock block… or is it vagina block?” he actually took a breath to think about that. “…I want to watch.” In that moment the plastic surgeon more so resembled a horny fifteen-year-old boy, than a thirty-five year old, much sought out, world-renowned, plastic surgeon.
A perfectly sculpted eyebrow slowly increased in elevation, realization of what the slightly graying man was hinting at. “Unlike you, I actually have ethics Mark.” The suggestion earned the attending another slap, to his chest.
“Hey, sex is good for you” the surgeon smacked Callie on the ass and made his exit.
“What?” the brunette eyed the amused resident. She was curious to why he was casting a slightly puzzled look in her direction.
“Hmmm…apparently once you’re an attending you stop reading…” before the attending could retort, “your patient is playing you…. Come with me Dr. Torres…. this is going to be good.”
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“Yeah, alright mom, I will….” A short time after the group of surgeons had ventured out of the blonde’s room her mother was ringing her phone to check in.
The two women never really had the typical mother-daughter relationship. Being the only two girl’s out of the family of five, they were exceptionally close. Being a military family, the Robbins’ moved frequently. Not being in one area for time extensions longer than eighteen months most times, the children didn’t bother making close connections with outsiders.
Not many could understand the form of a military family, so its members cleaved to each other.
Being the only daughter, coupled with being gay in a military family, Arizona and her mother clung to each other. Arizona had come out to her family fairly young, but well before that her mother had already known and was ready to accept her when she felt it was her time to open up. There was hardly a time when the two women didn’t talk every day. Barbara Robbins was an amazing mother to her children. She didn’t hover too much, but you better believe when she had to, she reigned them right in.
“The x-ray shows good progress so far, so as long as everything fuses together properly I will be good to go.” During the conversation Daniel slipped into the room quickly running into the bathroom. “Yeah, that is great!” the young blonde continued.
Arising from behind the bathroom door, the older sibling took a seat next to his sister. “Tell mom I’m here now, you can call her back later.” Arizona watched her brother mouth to her.
“Uh, yeah mom…. Mhm…Danny just walked in…. mhm, alright…. Alright mom, I’m going to call you back a little later.” Arizona teasingly motioned her hand as a talking mouth, mimicking their mother as the older woman continued to talk.
“I love you too mom, alright, bye.” She sat her phone down on the tray beside her bed. “Mom said, don’t forget to stop by the store on your way home.”
“Yeah, yeah, I got the list taped to the steering wheel. I hate grocery shopping” The older sibling sat back, rolling his eyes.
“Where’s Tim? He usually does the grocery shopping when he’s in town.” Arizona eyed her brother slightly confused.
“Yeah, so he can get everything that he likes. But he’s out of town for a few days.” The young woman could read her brother; something was going on. “So Bug, how are the bones looking?”
He’d changed the subject a little too quickly for her liking; something was definitely going on. “Where is Tim exactly?”
“He just had to make a trip back to Baltimore.” With the look of disbelief flowing from his sister, he continued “One of his buddies had some passes to watch the Ravens off season practice, so he went with him.”
The thrill-seeker eyed her brother skeptically. She could see right through him, and knew that he wasn’t giving her the whole truth. “And he didn’t call to tell me?”
“Because he knew how jealous you would be… you know he’s going to come back with all the team’s signatures, rubbing it in your face.” He really wanted to get off the subject of their brother “Did you see the hot doctor again?”
She wanted to find out what her brother knew, but she could tell that he wasn’t going to give in right now. She made a mental note to call her twin and find out what was going on for herself. “The bones are good, lots of milk and PT, and I’ll be good as new.”
Daniel watched as his sister picked up her iPad swiping through the screens. “So, the hot doc?” He saw a small sparkle in his sister’s eyes, accompanied with a mischievous smile that she attempted to cover up. “You hit on her!” it was a statement, he knew his sister well.
“No, I didn’t…” She continued sliding her finger across the screen of her iPad.
“Bullshit, what did you do Zo?” he could tell she wasn’t even doing anything on the iPad, just using it in attempt to hide her guilty face. “You gave her the look didn’t you?” he quickly snatched the iPad from her hands.
“the look?.... I don’t know what you’re talking about. I didn’t do anything.”
“You’re a bad liar, you know that right?”
“Whatever. Anyways, how much longer do you have?” Of course she knew exactly what she was doing.
Pulling out his phone the officer checked the time “Another three hours…. the doctor, spill.” He wasn’t going to feed into the game his younger sibling was attempting to get away with.
“Alright fine, I may have given her the look, and…. Told her she was pretty” she paused for a breath “…. and told her she was pretty.”
Daniel shook his head at his sister’s antics “She has a job, Zo, let her do her job and leave her alone.”
“I need something to do while I’m stuck in here, I might as well flirt with the hot doctor.” Arizona started to fiddle with the thin blanket, twirling it between her fingers. “She’s hot, like almost dirty-hot”
“And she’s your surgeon…” this statement didn’t seem to faze the woman one bit. “You do know that the fate of your leg is in her hands right? You do want to walk again?”
“Don’t be so dramatic… It’s not like I’m going to straddle her the next time she comes in here.”
“You have a twisted idea of what it means to pass time…” Giving the iPad back “here, try studying, feel free to return some emails, and start taking care of other pertinent business that is awaiting your attention.” Even more than just siblings, the three Robbins’ siblings were best friends. Daniel rarely enforced the hierarchy of him being the oldest, except when he absolutely felt it necessary. “Come on Zo, don’t mess this up.”
Arizona unlocked her screen and quickly tuned into Candy Crush. Her appearance wasn’t that of a younger sibling heeding to the request of an elder. But she had taken the words in, even as she worked on completing level 357, this one was turning into a real bitch. After using a few of her lives the young blonde opened her email, she really did have business that she needed to attend to. Somehow, her crashing her motor cycle actually led to things starting to look up for her.
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Yesterday
“Dr. Robbins do you have a minute?” the man was acknowledged with an inviting nod, as the siblings communicated with their eyes. Each was wondering if the other had an idea of what led to this unexpected visit. “Or should I say Doctor’s Robbins’…” a small chuckle fell from the man’s lips as he maneuvered closer to the two siblings.
“Dr….” Daniel stood, offering his hand.
“Webber, Dr. Webber. Chief of surgery here at SGMW.” The older man promptly took the offered hand, meeting the stern handshake. “How are you feeling?” he turned, opening the dialogue to include the younger sibling. “I trust our doctors are taking proper care of you.”
“Hello sir. I am doing alright, I assure you the doctor’s have been excellent.” Still lost as to what the chief of surgery was doing visiting her tonight she continued. “Everyone has been great. May I ask, what has brought you in here this evening?” She was sure he wasn’t just there to say hi.
Dr. Webber wasn’t a nervous man, but right now he was rubbing his hands together in anticipation. “It’s not every day that Dr. Arizona Robbins comes into my hospital. I read the article where laser technology was used to destroy the rare brain tumor in the two-year old.” The chief watched the siblings as the followed his thoughts. “I know that Dr. McKenna was featured in the article, but my sources tell me that it was you that researched and came up with this treatment.”
“Oh, yes sir, Dr. McKenna had a great spot in that article. Thanks to him, Kai’leigh is doing great.” The young woman hoped, her discomfort was being hid pretty well. Kai’leigh was such an amazing girl, which unfortunately had a brain tumor. Because the tumor was so rare, and the location of it, there was no treatment to be offered that also came with quality of life that was more than being a vegetable.
Webber was impressed with the young woman “Don’t be so modest, I’ve been around for a long time. Without you, this little girl wouldn’t still be with us, unfortunately. Dr. McKenna may have had the spotlight, but it was you that did the work.”
“Thank you” she looked from Webber to her chief. She didn’t like talking about this case. Being a fifth year at the time, she was still pretty low on the totem pole. But this little girl was fighting, and she deserved for someone to fight for her. There were stints when she didn’t leave the hospital for days, researching this tumor. After a few days of crashing into the same brick wall, she needed to take a step back; and she knew no better way than taking a long ride on her bike. This was always the best way for her to clear her head.
After butting heads as hard as possible with many of her superiors, she had finally had a breakthrough. She was warned that her career hung on this treatment, but she couldn’t not try. Once there was success, Dr. McKenna was happy to step up to speak to the news cameras and journals.
“I’m not just here to give you an ‘atta boy’ I hope to offer something better. I understand, you are still in the midst of your fellowship. Do you have any plans after your fellowship yet?”
She wasn’t exactly sure, of where this inquiry was going, but now she had a better idea. “Uhm, no, no sir, not right now. But I have to be honest with you, I’ve been dealing with some things lately, and I’m currently not on the best of terms with Hopkins.”
“I understand that, and I am sorry for your loss, you and your family have my deepest condolences.” He looked on as the young woman briefly looked away. It was easy to see the pain that was in the woman at the mention of her now deceased father. “I’m not going to beat around the bush any more, I would like to offer you a spot at SGMW. But not just a spot…. At the completion of your fellowship, I would like to offer you head of Pediatrics here. You have vision, and passion, vision that we wouldn’t dare to stifle here.”
The blonde’s pale complexion completely flushed at the revelation of the older surgeon. “Shit…uhm” she was stuck for a moment, she couldn’t tell if this was reality or not. “I’m sorry, uhm did you just say head, like head of a department… me, head of ped’s surgery?” Arizona was completely flustered, while her brother took hold of her shoulder gently squeezing. She wasn’t looking at him, but he had the greatest look of pride exuding from him in that moment.
“Now, you don’t have to give me an answer right now. Take some time; think about it. But I do ask that you keep this between us. As you would be essentially continuing your fellowship under the one whose job you will be taking over.” Arizona was still unable to speak, not for lack of trying; she was starting to look like a fish out of water.
Turning to the older sibling that had been watching on, supporting his younger sister with his presence; Webber directed his next bit of business towards Daniel. “This isn’t just an opportunity for your sister… I understand you are double board certified in both ortho and trauma. I made some calls, and you are highly very highly regarded in your work.”
“Thank you sir” Daniel, like his sister wasn’t really sure how to respond to the chief.
“I would also like to offer you an attending position here at SGMW. We could definitely use your talents here. And I also understand that you have desired to work with vets suffering from war injuries. I’m not sure if you’ve met Dr. Torres” the younger blonde’s attention was re-captured at the mention of her surgeon “she is doing amazing work with prosthetics, and her cartilage research is sure to win her all of the awards one day soon.”
Webber could see he had the man’s attention “We would cover housing expenses, as well as a significant salary.”
“Yes!” Daniel spoke up, effectively cutting Dr. Webber of off.
“Well, alright. We will be happy to have you join us. Come see me first thing and we will start hashing out a contract.” Turning his gaze back on the young woman “Miss Robbins, think about the offer, and I will be waiting to here from you..” Two handshakes, and Webber was out of the room.
Petite fingers reached out to the older siblings side, pinching him. “Ouch, what the fuck Zo?”
“That was real right, we’re not creepily in each other’s dream right? He just came in here, talked, offered us jobs, and left right?”
“Shit…”
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