Just an idea I had that I thought I would share. Let me know what you think.

"So anyway, I guess I have to go see Dr. Robbins to see what kind of disciplinary action the hospital is going to take." Callie smirked as she took a bite of her sandwich. The table remained silent and she looked up to find the suddenly pale faces of her coworkers. "What? What happened?" she demanded, instantly concerned.

Swallowing hard, Mark took a quick drink before responding "Dr. Robbins? That's not good, Cal. She's….rough. Have you met her?"

Pushing his shoulder, she laughed out loud. "Are you kidding? Arizona Robbins? I haven't officially met her but isn't she the blonde with the braids and the cute little dimples? Miss Sunshine? You call that rough?"

The others quietly watching on with solemn faces nodded. "That's the one." Amelia grimaced. She was put in charge of the majority of discipline by the board a few years ago and reports directly to them. She is really great when you aren't in trouble but she was raised an army brat and believes in corporal punishment and the hospital supports her. Actually they love her. Not only does our hospital love her, other hospitals are constantly trying to recruit her. I've been sent to her before and I never want to be on her bad side again. What on earth did you do?"

"I..uh...I...was reading a magazine when my intern put a screw through a bone and punctured my patients lung. She's ok, it didn't do any lasting damage, but I should have been watching more closely. Unfortunately, the gallery was packed and someone reported it. Dr. Robbins arrived when I was working to repair it."

"Man, Callie, thats not good. I've seen other people come out of her office for repeated paperwork violations and they weren't able to sit for a few days."

Convinced this was all a massive hoax, the Latina scoffed "With those girly hands? You've got to be kidding me!" She got an uneasy feeling as they all continued to stare at her before slowly going back to their lunches. "Mark?" she turned to her best friend, "Corporal punishment is just a joke, right? You can't be serious. Amelia?"

"Uh..my infraction was a bit more serious and let me tell you it was not pretty. She was very sweet afterwards, gave me some soothing gel to help but I'm not going to lie, it was brutal. I would rather go through withdrawals again then another session with her. Although I imagine if I did that I would end up seeing her again anyway. A great reason to stay clean and sober!" Amelia shrugged, as she laughed at herself.

Patting her shoulder, Mark shot her another sympathetic look. "It'll be ok, Cal."

"Did your other hospital not do corporal punishment?" Meredith eyed her with concern and interest as she bit the end off one of her french fries.

"I mean, they sometimes talked about it and I guess that was the official policy but I never actually heard of anyone experiencing it. I just thought it was an antiquated policy they had not taken the time to remove from the handbook"

"Oh" Amelia laughed then looked up as they all stared in her direction. "What? It's just it may seem antiquated but it is actually making a come back. Seems like the leaders in our great country seem to believe it is actually a quick and effective way to fix underlying issues without lost work time. They actually have argued it increases morale and productivity" she shrugged.

Just then, Dr. Robbins entered the cafeteria and made a beeline for their table. She stopped at the opposite end and grinned at the group, her dark blue scrubs making her eyes appear even more blue. "Hi everyone. Good lunch?" Her demeanor was her normal level of perky and Callie relaxed as she listened to the others chat easily with her even while ignoring the ortho surgeons gaze. It must have been a joke.

She let her eyes roam over the beautiful doctor who specialized in pediatric surgery. Callie had had a crush on the blonde since she had been hired on at Seattle Grace a few months earlier when she had been convinced by Mark to transfer from her hospital in Miami and apply for the Ortho department head position that had been open. Dr. Robbins, or Arizona as she preferred to be called, had caught her eye nearly instantly. It was no small wonder she thought with the way her soft blonde curls lay on her shoulders and her blue eyes flashed as she tipped her head back and laughed at something Amelia had said. Her body was lithe with full and firm breasts and a nice ass that Callie had admired on several occasions. The dimples that currently graced her cheeks made the Latina's heart skip a beat and her breath catch every time she saw them.

Receiving a gentle nudge from Meredith who was sitting beside her, Callie realized that she had spaced out and missed something the blonde had said.

"I'm sorry, what?"

Arizona smiled at her. It was a soft smile with just a flash of dimples "Dr. Calliope Torres, right? I believe we have an appointment in a few hours?" she leaned forward and held out a slender hand to grasp the brunettes.

Quickly moving to offer her own hand, Callie nodded. "Oh uh, yeah, Dr. Robbins. 3:00, right? In your office?" Her pulse jumped at the skin to skin contact and she struggled to swallow.

Nodding happily, the blonde squeezed her hand before releasing it. "Yep. 3:00. Don't leave me waiting, Dr. Torres." she winked before walking towards the line.

"Dude, how can she be that perky and sadistic at the same time? I can't decide if its totally hot or totally fucked up." Mark murmured under his breath. "Welp, I have a five hour surgery coming up so good luck, Torres. At least she's in a good mood" he slapped her back before moving away.

As the others quietly made their own excuses and wished her luck, Callie soon found herself alone at the table. Her lunch all but forgotten, she became lost in her own thoughts and didn't notice that Arizona had returned until she felt her warm breath caress the shell of her ear. Dark eyes flew open wide as the blonde spoke low so only she could hear. "I know it will be the end of your shift, but don't bother changing out of your scrubs. It will make everything just a little more comfortable, trust me."

Callie gasped as her stomach flipped. Astonished dark eyes met blue and she just stared as Arizona patted her shoulder gently before winking again and kicking off with one foot, wheeling her way across the cafeteria. Suddenly the idea of the beautiful blonde and corporal punishment took on a whole new dimension as desire sent heat racing through her veins. Shifting in her chair, the Latina bit her lip as her core began pulsating. "Mierda! I am so fucked" Callie whispered.

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