Disclaimer: Don't own Grey's. If I did, Gizzie would have been done better. :D
A/n: A prompt-inspired wee on-shot, with no specific timeline. Just a random scene. The prompt, by the way, was "Maiden". Warning: this is not Alex/Izzie. I repeat, not. It has a touch of George/Izzie but is in no other way shippy. Promise.
Maiden in Mayhem
Izzie's locker was jammed shut. She pulled and yanked but it didn't want to budge. It was another of many small but equally annoying incidents that had occurred that morning and she knew it was going to be a bad day.
One of the other interns finally took note of her struggle. "Need a hand?" he asked.
Izzie pulled harder on her locker door handle and snapped, "I can do it!"
The male intern looked quite unconvinced. He shrugged, mumbled that he was only trying to be nice and left Izzie to continue yanking on her unyielding locker door.
"I swear it's been welded shut…" she grumbled before hauling off and giving the locker a good kick.
"Damsels in Distress usually take help when it's offered, you know." commented Alex dryly, having witnessed the male intern's unsuccessful attempt to lend Izzie a hand. He smirked as he came up on Izzie's left.
"I am not a Damsel in Distress." Izzie said edgily before giving up her fruitless efforts to open her locker. She rubbed her hands, red and sore from fighting with her locker handle and relented, "More like… a Maiden. In Mayhem."
Alex laughed. "A 'Maiden in Mayhem'?"
"Based on the way my day has been going so far, and promises to keep going like, I'd definitely use the word 'Mayhem' over 'Distress'." Izzie replied and pushed stray pieces of long blonde hair away from her face.
"Well, whatever you are, allow me to be your Knight In Shining Armor and assist you." Alex smiled cockily and proceeded to eventually haul Izzie's locker open after several good yanks. "Actually, I was just tired of hearing your cursing and grunting."
Izzie rolled her eyes. "Thank you anyways. And I appreciate the assistance, but I should inform you that I already have a Knight In Shining Armor."
Alex raised skeptical eyebrows. "Oh really? Like who?"
Izzie was saved from coming up with a suitable reply, however, for at that moment, Alex's pager went off urgently. He swore under his breath and dashed from the locker room at the same moment Meredith and George were coming in. They parted to let Alex pass and continued with their conversation, making their way over to Izzie.
Izzie smiled, her previous frustrations melting away a little bit.
He just doesn't know it yet. She thought as George returned her smile.
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A/n: Thanks for reading, long live George/Izzie and reviews are like oxygen. :)