Alright, so this is my first Grey's Anatomy fic. I got this idea one day, while I was sitting around, playing on the computer. It's a cross over fic, but you won't know with what until later on. (I'm mean like that). Anyway, read it and I hope you like it, tell me what you think
Disclaimer: I own nothing, if I did, Denny never would have died.
Izzie stared into her coffee cup, watching the brown liquid swirl and eddy in her mug like a miniature sea imprisoned by porcelain walls. She was staring so intently into her mug that she didn't hear Meredith walk in.
"Iz? How are you doing?"
"Fine" Izzie didn't look up from her cup. Meredith sighed and moved closer to her, leaning on the counter.
"Izzie"
"I don't want to hear it"
"Izzie, you have to get your mind off of him, you have to get back to work" A few tears gathered in Izzie's eyes and through the haze, she thought she could see a face in her coffee, a very specific face. She slammed the coffee cup down on the counter.
"Meredith, I understand your concern, but this isn't going to go away just because you say so"
"But this isn't healthy"
"I don't care, I don't want to be healthy, I want to grieve, can I do that?" Meredith looked over her friend carefully, scrutinizing her.
"Alright, you deserve your time. George and I will be home later on tonight; maybe we can do something together, rent a movie or something?" Meredith smiled encouragingly and Izzie smiled emotionlessly back at her.
"Sure" she said; mostly just to appease her friend, to get her off her back. Meredith turned and left the room and Izzie went back to staring at her coffee.
"How is she?" George asked Meredith as they stepped out of the house.
"Not good" Meredith grimaced; "I don't know if she'll be able to get past this" George smiled awkwardly, his trademark innocence shadowing his face.
"But this is Izzie, I mean, she's always so . . . . Izzie-like, how can she not get past it?"
"I don't know, George, I don't even know if she'll be the same Izzie anymore after this"
"Do you think there's anything we can do to help?" Meredith shook her head.
"No, I think she has to deal with this herself, she has to find a way through it or stay lost"
Later that morning, Izzie stared at the television screen, not really registering what was going on. She had been doing more and more of that lately, just blankly staring, trying to force herself to see someone she'd never see again. It had been three months since Denny had died, and she was still as lost as when she had first seen him lying lifeless on that hospital bed. She was supposed to be getting ready to get married, picking out a dress, looking at china patterns, being happy. Instead she was stuck in a hollow shell of grief. Her Denny was dead, he had left her, after all they had been through, he had left her. Meredith and George had been trying to convince her to return to the hospital, Dr. Weber had resolved the matter of her cutting Denny's L-Vat wires without great consequence. Denny had died anyway, from something completely unrelated to the cutting of his L-Vat wires, so the Chief hadn't seen the point in involving the board, all it would do was hurt the hospital's image. So he had suspended her for three months, no pay, as if she cared, she wouldn't have gone back to that hospital, even if she wasn't suspended so she still had a place waiting for her at Seattle Grace. But she was afraid that if she set foot in that hospital, all the memories of being with Denny would come rushing back and she would lose what little progress she had made. Today was the last day of her suspension and she was a little worried how it would pan out. Would someone call her from the hospital and make her come back? She wasn't sure, and wasn't anxious to find out. The phone rang beside her and she jumped slightly, this was the call she was waiting for.
"Hello?" Her voice was weary, world-worn, completely unlike the Izzie of three months ago.
"Stevens, we need you here" Dr. Bailey's brusque voice broke through the haze of Izzie's mind.
"Dr. Bailey, I'm not in the program anymore" she explained wearily
"Yes, you are, your suspension ended today. Look we're getting three car accident victims in by helicopter, Burke is still recuperating from the shooting and two doctors and three interns are out with the stomach flu, we need all the help we can get."
"But I'm not a doctor anymore"
"Bullshit, you're still a doctor, you just forgot for a while. Now, get your ass down here to help us save these patients, tomorrow, you can stay home and grieve all you want, but today we need you here" Izzie gnawed on her bottom lip, mulling over her options, she could go back for one day, help three patients and then go back to her grief tomorrow, it wouldn't be that hard.
"I'll be there in twenty minutes" she said finally
"Make it fifteen" the older doctor said and hung up.
As Bailey hung up the phone, the three car accident victims landed on the helipad on the roof of Seattle Grace.
"Grey," She called, "Come with me" Meredith obliged her and jogged along to keep in step with her resident.
"What are the cases?"
"Um" Meredith tied her hair up hurriedly, and searched her memory for what the EMTs had told her about their newest patients.
"Three patients, two in their mid to late twenties, one in his mid to late forties, all male. Driver's side collision with an eighteen wheeler. Multiple bruises, broken limbs, the youngest has a collapsed lung and the other twenty something flat lined while in route."
"What about the oldest?"
"Possible head trauma" Bailey and Meredith had reached the roof where the other interns were waiting with a crowd of nurses.
"Alright, people, let's not waste any time" The first gurney was lowered from the helicopter, and despite Bailey's words just a few seconds early, everyone froze.
"Is that--?" Cristina asked
"That's impossible" George stuttered, the interns turned to Bailey for an explanation, but for the first time since they had known her, she looked lost. She gathered her senses quickly though and barked;
"Alright, stop hanging around, Grey, O'Malley, take the patient down to the ER and run a few tests, figure out if he really does some brain damage, and page Sheppard" Meredith and George nodded, still confused but committed to doing their jobs and started to wheel the patient away.
"Wait" Bailey called after them, both interns stopped, "Stevens will be here in a few minutes, make sure she stays as far away from him as possible, we need her on her game today and this could set her off" Without another word, Meredith and George wheeled the patient away into the hospital.
Alright, so what's the big impossible surprise here? Let's just say, it's not a cross over for nothing. Keep reading, and maybe you'll find out. Review and let me know what you think.