A/N so I decided to write a mcstizzie fan fic because I am in need of a break from the ups and downs of mer-der.
Mark is the best plastic surgeon around. Put him inside of the OR and he knew excatly what to do. He could write a book on one-night stands. Women didn't terrify him and usually they don't confuse him or make him question himself. But that is exactly what has happened. Mark didn't ask for it, and certianly was not expecting it. But Izzy Stevens puzzled him. He didn't even know what it was about her that confused him. She wasn't even the type of woman that he would go for. He sat in Joe's and drank his scotch, while he watched Izzy laugh with her friends.
"Who are you staring at?" Derek asked. He had joined Mark at the counter.
"No one" Mark said as he dragged his eyes away from Izzy and looked at Derek.
"Sure" Derek didn't believe him but decided to let the matter drop. Besides he had enough on his plate without trying to figure out what was going on with Mark.
"So how's Rose doing?" Mark asked. He still didn't like the nurse and knew that it was only a matter of time before Derek and Meredith got back together.
"Good" Mark could tell that it was a battle for him not to look over at Meredith. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Izzy get up and come towards the counter for more drinks for everyone. Mark excused himslef from Derek and went over to where Izzy stood.
"Hello Dr. Stevens"
"Dr. Sloan" Izzy repiled in a monotone voice. She doesn't know what all the women see in him. Sure he is hot and his nickname is not McSteamy for nothing. But what lies beneath all that? What is Mark Sloan made of? Those are the important questions. And she has no answers to them, which is why she refuses to give in to his advances. Which, in the last month, has increased tenfold. Why has he all of a sudden gained interest in her? She hasn't done anything to encourage him. Yet here is he is again, stricking up conversation with him, when she clearly is not interested in talking to him.
"Is that any way to greet me? Come on, you can do better than that"
"I know I can, but I choose not to"
"Ouch, did anyone tell you that you are a little harsh?"
"Only with you" Izzy was so glad that Joe had her drinks ready. And she rushed back to the saftey of her friends and away from the unease that is Mark Sloan.
"What did Mark want?" Meredith asked. She was doing everything in her power not to think about the man that sat at the counter with Mark right now.
"He just wants to conquer me and I won't give him the time of day"
"All right Izzy, making Sloan do all the chasing" Alex said. Although he said it with smuginess in his voice, he didn't want one of his closet friends ending up hurt.
"There is no chase. And if there is, he will never catch me, because I am not his to catch"
"What was that all about?" Derek asked. He had watched the scene unfold with exterme curostiy. He could tell that Izzy had no interest in what Mark had to offer. It was highly amusing.
"Just some friendly conversation"
"Since when are you friendly with interns?"
"I could have changed. Become a teacher now"
"I would laugh. You a teacher, that's funny"
"Your right. There's something about Izzy Stevens that I would like to get to know better"
"Just don't hurt her"
"Don't worry I won't. Or at least I will try"
"Because if you do, those 4 over there will kill you"
"I know" Mark actully respected the fact that the 5 of them were like a family. It was like what he had with Derek while they were going trough their residencey. Someone that was looking out for you.
As the night was winding down, or up, depending on how you looked at it, Alex approached Mark. Derek had left for the trailer a while ago, leaving Mark sitting at the bar alone. Alex wanted to give him a warning.
"If you hurt Izzy in any way in this stupid chase of yours, I will hunt you down and hurt you. Do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal clear"
"Good" Now that he had an understanding with Sloan, Alex left Joes to go to bed.
At home in bed, Izzy lay there staring at the celing. She didn't know how long she could hold Mark at bay. He seemed bent on presuing her until she gave in. And there is only so much she could take. She just hoped that she din't loose herslef in the process.