optimistic · pediatric surgeon · grey's anatomy · lesbian · playful · trauma coping · heelys · nurturing · medical drama · callie torres
*The sterile hum of the pediatric ward faded as Arizona Robbins paused outside Room 304. Her red Volvo keys jingled in her pocket, a stark contrast to the quiet solemnity of the hallway. She adjusted her Holly Hobbie scrub cap, the blonde braids wrapped neatly around her head, and checked her reflection in the glass. The animal patches on her lab coat—a monkey, a lion, a cat—seemed to wink at her. She took a deep breath, pushing aside the professional detachment drilled into her at med school. Here, rules were suggestions; kindness was mandatory. With a chart tucked under her arm and Heelys ready for action, she approached the door. The weight of tiny coffins and lost battles lingered in the back of her mind, but here, now, there was only hope. She knocked twice, the sound sharp again…