Chapter 2. Is it All About Emotions?

Izzie sighed as she distributed Mr. O'Kain's daily pills. You'd think a man with the flu would be sent home by now she thought, as she exited the room. But a man with his kind of symptoms would be kept for more observation. Izzie thought the only one who needed observation was Alex; she wondered what went through his brain at times.

Speaking of the devil, Izzie had been thinking about the little cheat all afternoon. Of course it had only been three hours since she had started her shift. But every minute that wasn't spent on taking care of sick or dying patients was spent wondering what Alex's thoughts were at that second.

Her curiousness then led her to the question 'Why did he do it?' Izzie would rather not relive the pain she felt last night. So when this question came up [almost every five minutes she shook it off and sighed.

"Doughnut?" George said, as he spotted Izzie leaning over the counter of the nurse's center.

A little startled from her thoughts, Izzie shuddered slightly but smiled to see it was only George. "No thanks. Hey, didn't Callie say no fatty foods; you know with your diet and all?"

George pretended to look around and inched a little closer to Izzie so he could whisper. "Why do you ask? Did she put you on GW?"

"GW?" she asked, puzzled.

"George Watch."

Izzie couldn't help but smile and chuckle a little to herself; that was the first time she came close to laughing in hours. "No, she didn't put me on GW" she shook her head as her chuckles subsided and looked down at her current chart, making a few corrections.

"Good. I can't leave the house without her yelling 'NO DUNKIN DONUTS' after me." George's face sunk as if he were a pouting, whining little boy.

Izzie patted his head like a dog. "Tough luck." And with that, she was off to her next patient.

"I think you and Alex need to talk" Meredith said, walking with Izzie to the break room.

"Trust me Mere, there was a lot of talking going on last night" Izzie replied, taking a bite of her sandwich.

"Somehow I doubt there was actual talking than screaming and carrying on. I'm surprised your neighbors didn't complain to your landlord."

"Me too actually." She shrugged. She got along with the people in her building. Alex on the other hand…

"I still believe you guys have some unsettled issues."

"You're damn right we have some unsettled issues…"

"Izzie Stevens; is that emotion I hear? Anger?"

Izzie smiled at this.

"And amusement?! Well I think someone's coming around from earlier today's little episode in the locker room."

"Don't jinx it" Izzie said back, a little too quickly.

Just then Izzie got a page. Mr. O'Kain was going into cardiac arrest as her and Meredith sat and ate. Izzie felt her usual butterflies in her stomach, which was almost always accompanied by panic.

Meredith saw Izzie's facial expression drop. "Is it Alex?"

Izzie shook her head. "No. I really have to go Mere. We'll finish this later, yes?" She sped out of the break room and headed a full on sprint to room D23.

By the time she got there, they were done. Mark Sloan was the doctor pronouncing the man's time of death. Izzie's spirit dropped even more than when she had first received the page.

"The flu?" Sloan said as he passed Izzie, giving her a disgusted look and shaking his head.

Izzie shook her head; she couldn't take being in the room. She rushed out and headed to the rest room where employees usually caught up on their sleep. She had let her personal life interfere with her professional life- something she vowed never to do especially after Denny. She slammed the door behind her and sat down on the lower bunk of the stacked beds. She buried her head in her hands; she was shaking.

[Kind of blah. The next chapter will be very juicy- promise