I cannot believe what is happening with George and Izzie, Ahhhhh! Why Shonda Why? I need my McStizzie like now so that's why I wrote this fanfic, it's my first one so please be nice about it and read and review!
Chapter 1
Izzie slowly sat up. She was in a hotel room and the person who's room she was in was in the shower. 'Oh My God', she had to get out of there before her one night stand came out of the bathroom.
She picked up most of her clothes of the floor, opened the hotel door and ran towards the elevator.
"Alex!" She exclaimed with a look of surprise on her face as he came out of door opposite the lift.
"Izzie," he said trying to put a non-guilty look on his face.
"Alex," said Addison stepping out of the room, stopping dead in her tracks when she seen Izzie.
Izzie stood opening and closing her mouth like a fish unable to find words to say when Mark Sloane appeared from around the corner.
"Sloane!" Alex and Addison practically shouted at the exact same time.
Mark looked at the three people standing in the hallway, put on his best McSteamy face and grinned as he said, "Well this is awkward."
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god" said Izzie, "Please tell me I did not sleep with you last night?"
"Aww Stevens, come on I wasn't that bad was I?" he said smiling.
"I cannot believe that this is happening to me!" she whined as she pushed open the door next to the lift and flew down the stairs.
Addison turned around and went into her room with Alex following close behind leaving Mark standing in the hallway by himself.
Izzie was in a cab on her way to the hospital when some of the memories of the night before returned to her.
She sat in Joe's bar drinking tequila shots, trying to drown out memories of her sex with George.
"Go away," she said as the plastic surgeon Mark Sloane sat down on the stool next to her.
"Excuse me," he replied in an angry voice, "I don't think you realize that I'm your boss Dr Stevens!"
"You know what? I really don't care. I am not in the mood for your sarcastic, degrading and chauvinistic comments and your pathetic attempts to flirt with me. Usually because you are my boss I flirt back but I've just had one of the worst days of my life and I cannot be bothered talking to someone like you right now, Even if you are McSteamy!"
Mark ignored her and sat down on the stool anyway. When she shot him a furious look he said, "Don't worry Stevens I'm not in that kind of mood either."
She stared at him; McSteamy didn't feel like flirting, his problems must be worse than hers. He always felt like flirting.
"Why did you do it?" she asked him, "Why did you sleep with Addison when Derek was your best friend?"
Now it was McSteamy's turn to stare. Whatever he had been expecting her to say when she opened her mouth, it certainly hadn't been that. Before she gave him a chance to answer however, she continued to speak.
"I slept with George two nights ago. I mean, you know, my day started off normally, well if you count normal as Alex moving into your house and walking in on you when you're in the shower and Meredith letting him move in because she's trying this thing when she's all bright and shiny instead of dark and twisty. I hadn't talked to George in ages because of Callie but then last night he comes over coz they had a fight and Callie threw him out of the hotel and well you know we ended up having a lot to drink and next thing you know I wake up and there we are. In the same bed. Naked!"
"You slept with O'Malley?" asked Sloane his eyes wide in surprise. "That's…that's…" He trailed off not sure how to finish the sentence.
"Tell me about it," she said as she poured more tequila down her throat. "He told Callie about it and he's not spoken to me since he told me that Callie had asked, no wait, told him to choose between me and her and well…hmm…let's see…guess who he chose? Her!"
Mark was obviously unsure what to say and after a few minutes of silence he answered the first question she asked him.
"I slept with Addison because…because I thought I was in love with her." Mark didn't look at her instead he stared down at his drink. "Derek treated her like crap. He was never there for her and when he was there he never treated her like he treats Meredith. She was upset and I was there when he wasn't."
Mark looked away from his drink and brought his eyes up to meet hers. "She told me she loved me." She could hear the hurt in his voice. "We tried to live together for two months but it was obvious that I wasn't what she wanted so I cheated on her. After the ferryboat and the Meredith incident she told me that if I went without sex for 60 days we could try having a proper relationship. I agreed to that and said I would do it if she didn't have any sex either. Out of both of us I never thought that she would be the one to break our deal until today when I walked into the on-call room and found her having sex with Karev".
She gasped in surprise. "Wait that's who Alex's secret girlfriend is. I never seen that one coming," she said, still recovering from the shock.
"I'm not pissed off about Karev," Mark continued, "I'm mad about the fact that I threw away my friendship with Derek believing that she loved me. He is, was like my brother and now he hates me and I threw that away for nothing."
"Well here's to bad days, crappy relationships and ruined friendships," she said raising her glass in the air and swallowing her 7th shot of tequila.
That was all she remembered. How drunk had she been? What was she going to do?
"What's up with you and Alex?" Christina asked Izzie.
"Nothing!" Alex and Izzie said in unison. The 5 interns were in the locker room but George was standing on the other side of the lockers as if to make sure nobody could say that he was near Izzie let alone talking to her.
Alex and Izzie had carefully avoided each other after the embarrassing incident in the hotel but it hadn't taken long for Christina and Meredith to notice the tension between their two friends.
Meredith looked at Alex who was pretending to be looking at something in his locker and said, "Yes there is. There is so something going on between you two. Oh My God!" Meredith screamed. "Did you two sleep together coz you know this is how George and I acted when we slept together."
"Ohhh, good theory Mer, Evil Spawn and Dr Model doing the McNasty."
"Shut up Christina! Alex and I didn't sleep together; I don't know why you would think that? Just because we're temporarily living together don't assume that we're going to sleep together. And anyway Christina why are you worrying about me and Alex? You have bigger problems to worry about like you and Burke for example." Izzie shut her locker door and stormed out of the room muttering something under her breath.
"Bitter and pissed off Barbie's back," Christina laughed following Izzie out the door, "I like her so much better this way!"
"Seriously Alex, what is going on between you and Izzie?"
"Seriously Meredith, nothing is going on between us, this morning was just, was just and yeah well ermmm yeah, I don't want to talk about it."
Alex got up and left the room and George came over and sat down next to Meredith. Meredith looked at him. "George please will you just make up with Izzie, it's not just her fault you know, I'm pretty sure she didn't force you into anything, you were both just drunk and it was a stupid mistake."
"Meredith! That stupid mistake almost cost me the most important thing in my life. I have a wife, who I cheated on and she's willing to give me a second chance as long as I don't talk to Izzie. I've been married less than a month and I've already messed up big time. I want to make my marriage work and so if I have to not talk to Izzie for that to happen then I will do it."
"George, she's your best friend."
"No Meredith, she was my best friend, now she's not!"
Meredith was left sitting on the bench by herself as George left the room. She really hoped George and Izzie could work things out but right now that didn't seem possible.
Meredith ran out the room her mind full of ideas about the whole Izzie/Alex situation. She really wanted to know had happened that morning.
there used to be a time you divided everything but you forgot the reason why but now it seems your baggage so now you find you're on your own
when you're the only one that you could see
you built a wall to keep you free
you saw it all so perfectly
you had into a thousand parts with names
it made it easier to place the blame
but it never really was the same
you had to be alone to breathe
something from your history
or have you lost your memory
is the only thing that you can bring
you had a lie for everything
and now your world is crumbling
you find you're on your own
trying to find your way back home
trying to find your way back
Dishwalla - Find Your Way Back Home