"Female, 27 slight head injury,"said a voice.

"VP stable,"said another.

Izzie had no idea were she was. The last think she remembered was Denny and the stairs. She felt nauseous. The whole pregnancy morning sickness, she thought. What was so come of her baby? Was the small life going to be ok? All she could croak out was:

"My ba–by."

"Could you repeat that miss?"

"My ba–by."

"Your pregnant?"

"Yes,"she mumbled. "Who are y-ou?"

"Miss your in an ambulance arriving at Seattle Grace Hospital."

"Is my ba-by ok?"

"We cant be sure, but you will be seeing a neonatal surgeon inside." Izzie passed out again.

Meanwhile back at the house Denny was the one that called the ambulance. Currently a police officer was speaking to him. Since there was a lot of yelling when they arrived.

"Sir, can you tell me what happened?"

"My fiancé and I were going out to dinner. She got sick and we decided not to go out. Instead we spent the night at home and she baked a cake. It started burning and well she got scared and she fell back and hit her head."

"Is that why a neighbor reported her saying 'Denny stop your hurting me'?"

"Izzie never said that! I would never lay a single hand on her!"

"Calm down sir. You can wait here until we get word from the hospital."

"But I have to see her!"

"Sir we will get you there soon."

At the hospital Izzie had just woken up to the constant beeping of the heart monitor. Everything was spinning out of control. Her whole life, what would the doctor say about her many injuries? At that moment Addison Montgomery walked into the bright room.

"Izzie how are you feeling?"

"Terrible and quite high." Addison walked over to the bed.

"I'm going to preform an ultrasound to make sure your baby is healthy."

"Ok,"she said meekly.

"The gel is going to be cold."

"You weren't kidding,"Izzie joked. Dr. Montgomery's eyes turned to stone.

"Izzie—."

"Just say it!"

"I'm so sorry, but you miscarried."

"W-was it from the stairs?"

"What do you mean the stairs?"

"I fell down the stairs,"she sobbed.

"Your fiancé said you hit your head in the kitchen."

"I fell down the stairs!!!"

"Ok calm down, it is hard to tell if it was the stairs but there is a possibility."

"She's gone,"cried Izzie cradling her mid section.

"Sweetie, I'm so sorry is there anyone you'd like me to call?"

"Mark,"she said faintly.

"That son of a bitch,"said Christina from the hall way.

"Do you think he did this?" Asked Meredith.

"No shit,"commented Alex

"How would you know?" Said George walking up to the interns.

"My father used to abuse my mother. I know the signs." Replied Alex.

"She should of gotten help,"said Meredith. "We were always there for her."

"She was afraid,"answered Christina.

"How do you know she just didn't fall down?" George restated.

"Have you see her not wear long sleeves for the past 3 months? Have you noticed that she wears a ton of cover up now?" Alex yelled. "That's just not Izzie."

"Have any of you seen her yet?"

"What does it look like Mer,"said Christina.

"I guess that's a no,"she said as Bailey walked over to the group.

"I see you all are worried about Izzie but you need to get back to work. None of you will be assigned to her case. Scram, all of you to the pit!" Yelled Bailey.

Before Bailey could pry the interns away from the door Dr. Montgomery came out. The first to speak was Meredith.

"Is Izzie pregnant?"

"Doctor patient confidentiality Dr. Grey,"she said passing the group.

"Right. When came we go see her?"

"Yang, you know the visiting hours."

"Fine."

News travels fast at Seattle Grace, in ten minutes Dr. Mark Sloan had found out about the accident. He rushed to the room she was in. How could he be so stupid? Izzie was strong but no that strong. Mark had asked a nurse along the way who happened and who was her doctor. The nurse said it was Dr. Montgomery and she fell down the stairs. When he finally go to her room she was hardly awake.

"Hey,"he said softly pulling up an ugly blue chair.

"Hey,"she said.

"I'm sorry."

"For what you shouldn't be sorry, you did nothing wrong."

"Yes I did, I left you with him."

"It's okay I'm alive."

"What really happened Izzie?"

"I came home late because I was sick in the bathroom after surgery. I got him and he accused me of screwing you— " He cut her off.

"How does he know about prom?"

"He doesn't. That was only once, but I couldn't do that do him. He loved me, I just couldn't."

"That's when you chose him over me."

"I just couldn't Mark, it was wrong you were with Addison!"

"Ok all I can say is sorry. What else happened."

"As I was saying he accused me of sleeping with you and he called me a whore, finally he hit me on the jaw. I went upstairs to change he was nice again. We walked out to the car I didn't say yes to a question and he said I wasn't coming to dinner. I went inside you came over. After you left he came back drunk and he got mad and pushed me down the stairs. T-hhe llast thingg I remeemberr is tthhe bbbaabbyy ok?"

"Is it ok?"

"Nnno. Oour bbbaby is de–ad." She cried.

"Izzie calm down, what do you mean our baby?"

"I was 2 ½ months pregnant it was your baby! It was from prom!"

"You mean I was going to be a father?"

"Yes, I wanted to tell you everyday since I peed on that stick. I just couldn't because I was afraid of what Denny would do." Izzie was sobbing.

"Shhh...calm down we will get though this, I promise."

Back at the town house Denny was walking out to his car to go to the hospital. They were going to get married, he thought to himself. The two would have a big house with lots of kids. Then the other Denny kicked in. Izzie would pay for this. That whore was probably off getting wasted with his child. It was all his, he would name it and if they got divorced he would have full custody. Of course Izzie would never ever divorce Denny Duquette. He was at the front of the hospital now. Denny came to the nurses station and asked where her room was. He made his way up to her room with many stares. Then he got there and saw the guy his wife was supposedly sleeping with.

Mark looked up from Izzie's tear stained body. She was soundly sleeping. Denny had that homicidal look in his eyes, burning with rage. Mark looked back at Izzie's sleeping body. There was no way in hell he would ever hurt her again.

"Get out,"Denny said in a low voice.

"I'm one of her doctors. I don't have to."

"Yes you do I'm her fiancé."

"Now your saying fiancé outranks doctor. Where the hell have you been?"

"Out or I will call security,"yelled Denny.

"Why are you abusing her? She doesn't deserve this! You killed her child by pushing her down the stairs! Your one sick bastard!"

"That dirty whore got what was coming,"he said this woke Izzie up.

"Denny,"she said quietly.

"You fucking killed my kid,"roared Denny. Before he could finish his banter Mark slugged him in the stomach.

"You killed your own kid,"he yelled.

"Mark,"she whispered.

"I'm ok. SECURITY!,"he yelled loudly.

They came fast and took Denny away. He was kicking and screaming. Most of the hospital has heard his screaming and the two's argument. Before Denny could be escorted out of the room he said to Izzie. "I will always be in your mind."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I am not a neonatal surgeon/doctor so I don't know they terms or whatever so yeah. There was some language in this chapter. I bet you didn't see the Mcstizzie prom comming. Anyways review please!