A/N: Before you begin to read this a few words... Firstly this is my first GA fic. I promised myself I would only be a reader this time but apparently I cant keep my fingers off those keys and this is the product. Anyway I'm pro-constructive critism so reaview and give it all you've got. I'll like to hear opinions for improvement. Second I am aware that this chapter is short and people hate that in stories but i hope you cant enoy it anyway. And now back to your regularly scheduled program...

Disclaimer: No, unfortunatly I do not own Grey's Anatomy or any of its characters. If i did Chyler Leigh (who will play Lexie in S4) would still be looking for a job.

Chapter 1: Izzie

It was pretty much over now, just as Meredith had announced at the altar right before she had followed Christina out. After a while in which I remained seated, motionless, I did something I normally wouldn't be caught doing, I gave up hope. There was no way he would come now, would he?

At that moment, where it had all ended, it felt as though everyone was being drawn in their own direction, so slowly that it was only visible if you were sitting down. Don't blame me for beginning to think that life would never work out, at least I stayed. I stayed while everyone just left moments after they were dismissed, as if they had more important things to do. Maybe they did, maybe their life was really waiting for them outside the double doors of that church. Just because I didn't feel it, doesn't mean others don't either.

…And so after a while, I went home. Yes, just home. I found myself standing in the entrance of Meredith's empty, spacious house. I couldn't move, that seemed to be happening a lot lately, my stomach was heavy and my head was full and for some reason, beyond my knowledge, I began to cry. Right now I had needs, needs that baking simply couldn't fulfill this time around. Strangely and completely instinctively I grabbed a pen and paper, plopped onto the couch and began to write:

My Dear George,

Things have never really been fair, have they? Not to any of us anyway and maybe we were too busy to notice or maybe too self-absorbed, but there were quite a few thing that have happened to you that you just didn't deserve.

For instance the way you're brothers treated you back then was something that shouldn't have happened. Or the fact that you fell for a girl who wasn't interested, and was well… taken, you didn't deserve that either. Or being called 007 your very first day on the job. I guess you didn't deserve being sent on all those tampon runs against your will either (although I found it somewhat amusing at the time). Catching syph from Olivia, or should I say Alex you certainly didn't deserve. And all that had happened with your dad… well it shouldn't have.

Most of all I believe that you didn't deserve a so-called best friend who acts like I do. One who fights with your wife and can't control herself in front of you. I wont deny, I felt I was right at the time but now I know that as George's real friend, I'm willing accept anything and everything that makes you happy.

I would like to say that I truly am sorry. Sorry that I failed to be there as the friend I claimed I was, especially since you we're always there for me.

There is just one thing…one thing that I cannot ignore and I will say it again. I love you. I love you so much George. I love the you that is so caring and fun t be around and I miss my best friend. Do with this as you wish, as long as you do what makes you happy.

Hope can forgive me

Love always,

Izzie

As I dotted the 'i', I had a strange feeling of satisfaction come over me, and that, that just left me confused. Who was I kidding anyway? This wouldn't reach George, at least not this George and as impulsively as a grabbed the paper in the first place, I crumpled it up and tossed it away. But before I could leave the room a turned right back around and retrieved it.

Maybe?

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