Prologue
Izzie walked slowly through the front door.
Nobody knew she was coming back. But she had to speak to Meredith.
Alex had sent her away and she missed him with a passion. She dreamt of him and would wake in the middle of the night feeling empty without his arms around her.
Meredith sat in the kitchen, holding a bowl and a box of cereal. She began to pour the cereal but only crumbs came out.
"Alex!" Meredith called. "Did you finish the cheerios?"
"What if I did?" Izzie froze at Alex's voice.
"Then why did you put it back in the pantry?" Meredith called.
Izzie heard the sound of Alex's feet as they stomped down the stairs and as he neared the bottom he responded. "I don't know. Nobody's perfect, Grey."
Meredith held out the box to Alex and said, "Here, throw this out."
Alex snatched the box from Meredith's hand and looked into it. "There's plenty in here."
"It's only crumbs," Meredith fought.
Alex pulled the bag out of the box. "There's some in the bottom under the bag."
"I once heard that bugs can get into there."
"Well then you need to live your life more Meredith."
Alex turned and left the kitchen.
Izzie slowly walked in once she was sure Alex was gone.
"Meredith," she said slowly.
Meredith jumped at the sound of Izzie voice and turned around.
"Izzie!" she gasped. "What are you doing here?"
"I miss everyone," Izzie said. "I miss you, Alex, George, even Cristina."
"What was that name?" Meredith asked.
"Cristina?" Izzie said slowly.
"No before that. Did you just say George?"
Izzie thought for a second. "It's a force of habit," she said sadly.
"You know, sometimes I hear someone drop something and expect to turn around and see George muttering something while holding whatever part of his body he hurt," Meredith said.
Izzie smiled sadly but giggled nonetheless.
Just then she heard Alex walking back into the kitchen and she dropped behind the counter to hind.
"Who were you just talking to Grey?" he asked.
"Iz- Ow!" Meredith cut off mid-word as Izzie pinched her ankle. "I mean… is your hearing going bad? I didn't say anything."
"Right," Alex muttered, eyeing Meredith curiously as he left the room.
"You don't want him to see you?" Meredith asked once Alex was gone.
Izzie fell backward onto the ground, nearly hitting her head on the counter as she tripped, trying to get up.
"Smooth," Meredith rolled her eyes.
Izzie slowly got up. "Look, Meredith I don't know what to say to him. I never should have left him in the first place.
Izzie leaned against the counter. "Well while you're here you might as well make yourself useful. You know how to cook and I haven't had breakfast yet."
Izzie rolled her eyes and walked to the refrigerator, pulling out the carton of eggs, a pan, and a spatula.
"You are having eggs," Izzie said.
"Good," Meredith smiled.
Izzie put the pan onto the stove and poured oil onto it so the eggs wouldn't stick before cracking an egg onto the pan.
She looked around for the egg carton but couldn't find it.
"Where is the egg carton?"
"Iz, it's right in front of you."
"What?" Izzie demanded. "Where?"
She searched frantically.
"It's right here," a voice said from behind her.
She jumped and turned, seeing someone she had been dying to see for a while. He was pointing to the egg carton and leaning against the counter.
Izzie's eyes widened and she screamed a loud and hoarse shriek, backing up into the counter with a strong force.
The ghost disappeared.
Meredith stood up quickly and Alex came running into the room.
But Izzie's eyes were fixed on the person that had been standing there only seconds ago.
George!
Okay, I really miss George on the show. I got this idea for a fanfiction and couldn't resist. I may right others with George as well when I am eventually done this one if people think I should. I've already written another with George- We Meet Again.
So sorry about the short chapter but it's a prologue. I will put up the others chapters if people review. In certain chapters of my last story I didn't get many reviews.
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