there was nothing more terrifying for callie than to fear either of her children were hurt or sick in any way. plus, she had always know thalia to be one with a high pain tolerance, so when her youngest child had come to her with pain in her leg for an unknown reason the ortho surgeon took it very seriously. she feared the worst. now, here she was grabbing the tablet out of karevs hands to look at the scans of her daughters leg. sure enough, it was exactly what she feared. cancer. how was she supposed to go back into that waiting room and explain things to her daughter. this probably wasn’t the best way to go about things. they shouldn’t have brought her here, where they had influence. they should have taken her to an outside pediatrics doctor, but her and arizona, they needed control.
with a deep breath the latina agreed to be the one to break things to her daughter as gently as possible. she walks back into the waiting room with a warm, but concerned, smile on her face as she walks over to her daughter and sits beside her. “the puzzle’s coming along nicely.” she offers, maybe too obvious that she’s trying to sugar coat things. “can we talk a minute sweetheart?”
the little blonde was making good progress on the puzzle while her moms were off talking. she’d already managed to put the boarder together and was quickly organizing the remaining pieces by similar patterns to figure out where they fit into the middle. she looked up a moment when her mother walked into the room, then back at her puzzle again until the serious tone her mother gave her made her a bit nervous.
“i guess...” she mumbles softly, and nervously, as she leaves the puzzle be for a moment. their are knots and butterflies filling her stomach like crazy. this doesn’t seem good. as she seated on the sofa beside her mother she turns her head to look slightly up at the woman waiting for what she assumed to be an explanation for why her leg was hurting her so much, and the great potential for such being bad news.
