K so I'm starting yet another story. I just can't help myself. I'm here to try my hand at a future fic. I hope you enjoy. It's fluffy. Fluff fun. Remember that. Now on with the show.
"Wait you're leaving?"
"Meredith I can't stay."
"Why not? What is so bad that you have to leave the city?"
"I slept with, and am in love with George, Meredith."
"..."
"Exactly. Now he and Callie are having a baby. I can't stay here."
"Izzie don't leave."
"I have too."
"Where? Where are you going?"
"I don't want anyone to know."
"We are friends Izzie. I helped you get off the bathroom floor. You owe me that."
"Fine, but no one else gets to know."
"Ok."
"So?"
"Miami."
"What the hell is in Miami?"
"Exactly. No one will look for me there. I have to go find myself again Meredith. Over the past year I've lost sight of that person."
"Ok. Promise me you will come back someday. Even if it's just for a visit."
"I promise. I have to go. I'll send for the rest of this stuff, but Mere I'm serious. Tell no one."
"Ok. We love you. You are part of our family. Just remember that."
"I love you guys, too."
"Bye Meredith."
"Bye Iz."
That was the last time Meredith had seen Izzie. The last time she spoke to her was a year later when she called to inform her that she was married, and just wanted to let her know. Meredith didn't even know the guy's name. But today she found out Izzie was coming back. Apparently even though she was just a 5th year resident she was hot stuff. That and Meredith knew Derek had no way of finding Mark.
"Derek, I'm leaving."
"When?"
"Now actually."
"We were just fixing things."
"I know, but I need a fresh start. I don't want to be that guy that destroys every relationship he touches. I have to go."
"Well will you at least tell me where?"
"I can't. Clean break and what not."
"I'll miss you."
"Don't get sentimental on me now."
"It's true."
"Take care and do your self a favor and fix things with Meredith. It'll be worth it."
"Suddenly you're the relationship guru."
"Bye Derek."
"Bye Mark."
Even now Derek had no idea where Mark was. That's why he had contacted Izzie Stevens. She was a hot shot plastics doctor down in Miami. It was funny considering she wasn't even out of her residency. Derek had wondered if that was where Mark was a few times, but pushed that aside. He had a huge case and Izzie was more than capable of taking care of it so he had looked her up and called.
"Hello?"
"Izzie?"
"Yes...Who is this?"
"Derek Shepherd."
"Derek? Wow I haven't talked to you in..."
"5 years."
"Yeah, how is everything?"
"Well Meredith and I got married."
"Really? That's so great I knew you would. Do you have any kids?"
"Two boys. Ian and Jacob. Ian's 4 and Jacob's 14 months."
"Congratulations."
"I heard you were married. Got any rugrats of your own?"
"One. Emily. She's two."
"That's just fantastic! But I have a favor to ask of you."
"Sure what is it?"
"Can't you come to Seattle for a few day's. I have a very interesting case here, and I have no idea where Mark Sloan is."
"He's actually practicing here in Miami."
"Really. Do you think you can get him to come with you."
"It may take some persuading, but I'll see what I can do."
"That would be great. Can you be here first thing in the morning."
"Sure"
"I will leave tickets at the airport."
"Ok, We will see you tomorrow."
"Thank you, bye Izzie."
"Bye, Derek."
It seemed Izzie would be keeping her promise to Meredith. She wasn't that girl that left Seattle, because her best friend didn't love her back. No, now she was an extremely capable surgeon and a wife and mother. She had the life she wanted. She leaned against the kitchen counter contemplating what Derek had just said. No one had any idea. Her thoughts were interrupted by an energetic toddler.
"Momma!" Izzie scooped up her daughter for a good morning hug. It was 7 o'clock in Miami. Izzie wondered what Derek was doing at 4 o'clock in the morning. She didn't have long to ponder this, because the thing about kids is you have to feed them.
"What do you want for breakfast sweetie?" Izzie tried to suppress a laugh at her daughter's serious contemplation. She knew the answer before it left her lips.
"Jif"
"You can't have peanut butter for breakfast, Em."
"Pwease." She had inherited her mother's pout.
"No ma'am. What else do you want." Another time for mulling over her options. She was super smart for two.
"Pancake."
"Now that I can do."
Izzie sat her in her booster seat, and distracted her with crayons and a coloring book so she could make pancakes. It didn't take long for her husband to wonder into the kitchen. He stopped to comment on the artwork their daughter was creating then kissed the top of her blonde hair . He then proceeded to walk up behind Izzie and wrap his arms around her waist.
"Mmm Pancakes."
"Chocolate chip pancakes."
"Even better."
"Are they so wonderful that they could persuade you to do something that I want to do?"
"Depends on what you want to do."
"Go to Seattle."
"Iz, I thought we would never go back to that puddle again."
"Derek asked me, and he wanted the great Mark Sloan, but he couldn't reach him."
"I imagine that's because he was asleep."
"Please."
"Izzie."
Izzie decided to use the last weapon in her arsenal. She picked up Emily and whispered something into her ear. The little girl just nodded. Then she looked at him with identical steely blue eyes and uttered two words.
"Pwease Daddy?"
"Everyone pack your bags. We are going to Seattle."
Maybe you were all faster than me
We gave each other up so easily
These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been
So I go, and I will not be back here again
I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses
I lie, wrote my injuries all in the dust
In my heart is the five of us
In white houses
And you, maybe you'll remember me
What I gave is yours to keep
In white houses
White Houses Vanessa Carlton
So was there enough fluff in there for everyone. I sure hope so, because honestly the only way it gets fluffier is if I add the Easter bunny. Which is a possibility. So review. You want to. Do it. Dooooo it. I love you.