A/N: Looks like I had less time on my hands than I originally thought, this is set 3 years after 6x12. Izzie and Alex did not slept together unlike my other story.

I looked down at the simple white stick, where a plus sign starred back up at me. I glanced around the room and looked at the seven other pregnancy tests, scattered around the floor, some had a plus sign, others simply said the word 'Pregnant' and one had a smiley face. Not that I wasn't happy, I mean don't get me wrong I had been trying to conceive for two and a half years, but it shouldn't have come down to this, I shouldn't be getting artificially inseminated, I should be making a baby with my husband, well ex-husband. I'll take one more just to be on the safe side.

"Congratulations Izzie, you're officially seven weeks pregnant, now because of what happened last time, we want to keep you in over night for observation," Addison Montgomery told me, she was my neo-natal physician. I had been pregnant twice before and each time I lost the baby at the seven week mark.

"Addie, if I loose this baby, I can't do it again, I wont be able to take it," I whispered, my eyes filling up with tears.

"Izzie, you won't, I promise." Addison said with a smile. I just nodded and put my head back to go to sleep.

The next day came and went and I was being kept in for another night of observation. I hated being in the hospital, whenever I would go for a cat scan or an ultrasound it always felt like something was missing. That something was Alex.

"Izzie, you're being discharged, this pregnancy looks perfect so far," Addison came and told me with a smile. I was beginning to go stir crazy in this room. It was nothing like the ones at Seattle Grace, it was much smaller and they had two channels on the television. Which didn't have a remote I might add.

"Thank god, Addie, I was beginning to go crazy," I said jumping out of bed and packing my bag.

"Just take it easy, and come sign the discharge papers when you're ready," Addison said walking out of the room.

I pulled up to my house in the north city area of Shoreline. It was amazing, it had a great school system and was close to Seattle. I often thought of going back there for a day or two just to see him. When I became pregnant the first time, I was packing my bag to go back there to tell him. The second time, I was in the car driving there. Then the miscarriages happened, I had two options this time use three eggs and have no chance to try again or do two and one. I decided to have two implanted just in case I wanted to try again, even though it would be highly unlikely that just one would stick. I needed to go back to Seattle even if Alex wouldn't look at me, even if he had moved on, which I hoped he hadn't but still, I still just needed to see him.

We were driving in the car our hands joined on top of the gear stick, one of my hands caressing my heavily pregnant belly.

"Iz," Alex whispered snapping me out of my day dream to look over at him.

"I'm really glad you came home," He said with a small soft smile. I looked over at him, then to our hands intertwined, then down at my heavily pregnant bump and I realised even though it was unconventional I had everything I could ever want.

"Izzie, will you will you will you will you," Then the words from Alex's mouth turned into bull horn sounds.

I sat up in my bed and realised it was my alarm clock, my hand resting on my abdomen,

"We're gonna be okay baby," I murmured before getting dressed and ready to start my day. I packed an overnight bag and got into my car.

I drove away singing along to Ben Howard thinking of how Alex would react, finding out that I'm pregnant with his baby, I knew he would react badly at first, horribly, but eventually he would come back into his life. I had been keeping in contact with Meredith and Cristina. They would keep me updated on everything from the fights with Owen to baby Zola's first steps. Mark and Lexie had finally gotten back together, after two years of beating around the bush. They had been sitting on the ground each with a bottle of beer when Zola come up to them and put mistletoe in between them. One kiss later, Mark was planning to propose to her.

I had been so busy thinking about my past life I didn't notice the lights change or the car in front of her stop. "Oh Crap," I said after ramming into the back of the car in front of me, my hand flew to her abdomen as I got out of the car,

"I'm so sorry," I said to the driver as I inspected the damage, It didn't look too severe.

"It's fine no harm done," The driver said in a gruff voice, I recognised that voice, I looked over and I recognised him immediately. Even though he had aged three years since I last saw him, it was still him. He didn't recognise me and that broke my heart, did I mean nothing to him? Had he already moved on?

"Alex?" I whispered looking up to gauge his reaction or lack there of.

"What?" He snapped back at me, I guess he hadn't forgotten me then.

"I'm pregnant,"

A/N: Yes? No? Good? Bad? Let me know.