Izzie lay in her bed, she blinked, it was bright, the light was on and another light was being shined in her face. She blinked again, trying to focus.
"Denny!" She called out his name, but he wasn't there, he was gone. "Denny." She tried to roll over in the bed but someone was holding her, they had their hand on her shoulder.
"Izzie." She blinked again and everything came into focus. Derek was leaning over her and shining a light in her face. Alex was sitting on the bed beside her, the color seemed to have drained from his face.
"What are you doing? What's going on?" She asked trying to sit up in the bed. She was confused and very disorientated, moments ago she had been with Denny and now, she started looking for him, he had to still be there, he couldn't just go, she turned her head and there he was, laying down on the end of the bed.
"You were having a seizure." The words came from Derek's mouth but she wasn't looking at him, she was gazing at Denny.
She watched him roll over and start laughing. "He thinks that was a seizure," he laughed and she couldn't help laughing too.
"I wasn't having a seizure." It couldn't be a seizure, what she was feeling experiencing, it couldn't possibly be a seizure, she'd seen people have seizures, they were violent and out of control, that wasn't what she'd been feeling, what she felt was amazing.
"Yes you were." Derek told her again. "We've phoned an ambulance, they're going to take you to the hospital."
"But," Derek moved away, allowing Alex to move closer.
"Iz," He clasped her hand in his. "You were having a seizure."
"No." She shook her head, she didn't want it to be a seizure. Behind Alex Denny was starting to pull faces, make signals like he was crazy. "No."
"Iz," Alex let go of her hand and pulled her entire body towards him, he held her up as he wrapped his arms around her. "It's going to be okay. We're going to go to the hospital and work out what's wrong, we're going to fix it."
"No," She buried her face into Alex's shoulder but from the corner of her eyes she could still see Denny and he did not look impressed.
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Alex was still holding Izzie when the ambulance arrived. She didn't want to go to the hospital, she didn't think anything was wrong, she didn't want anything to be wrong.
"Iz, please," Alex was saying trying to coax her to go. "Hop on the gurney, let them take you to the hospital."
"I don't need to go to the hospital, I feel fine, there is nothing wrong with me." Even saying those words though, she could feel the doubt in her own voice.
"That's right girl you tell them, there is nothing wrong with you." Denny seemed to cheer from the end of the bed.
"Izzie, Izzie," Alex was trying to talk to her again. "I'll ride with you to the hospital, we'll go together."
She didn't want to go but she couldn't ignore the look Alex gave her, he looked really worried.
"Okay, but I want you to take me."
It was a compromise which could work, Alex thanked the paramedics for coming but told them they'd be alright, that he would take her to the hospital. Izzie smiled at him but he couldn't help noticing how she kept looking past him too, like she was looking at someone behind him but there was no one there.
"I'm going to get changed," he told her. "If you need to get anything get it now. We're leaving in a couple minutes."
Izzie watched Alex walk out her room, she listened to his footsteps move down the hallway and the sound of his door closing.
"He looked pretty worried there." The voice came from Denny who was still sitting on the end of the bed.
"Yeah," She didn't know what else to say, her head was starting to ache and she wasn't feeling too good. She didn't want to admit that to Alex though. She didn't want him to think there was something wrong with her, she didn't want to do that to him. She didn't want to be another crazy woman he'd have to look after.
"Are you ready?" Alex asked her, he was standing in her doorway. Over his shoulder he had the bag he always carried and he wore the same clothes he'd had on the day before.
"Yeah I guess." She swung her legs around and sat on the edge of her bed. She was feeling dizzy but she didn't want Alex to know. He seemed to notice anyway because he walked all the way into her room and picked up her jeans. He helped her stand and put them on, and as they walked out the house he held her as tight to his side as possible.
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Alex held Izzie tight to his side, so tight he could feel her heart beating in her chest. She said she was okay, that nothing was wrong with her but he didn't believe her. Just looking at her he could tell something wasn't right, when she talked to him she wouldn't look at him, she wouldn't give him eye contact, she seemed to look past him and the more he thought about it the more he realized she'd been doing it for a while.
She'd been distant with him for weeks, he'd noticed that but he thought it was because she was scared, they were getting serious and last time that happened it was horrible. Denny had died and it was horrible, she had felt horrible and he thought she was scared because of that, he thought she was scared because she didn't want to feel that again. It wasn't that though, he could feel now there was something else, something physical.
"Iz," He said reaching for her hand. "How you doing?" He squeezed it and she turned to look at him.
"I'm fine." She smiled at him. "There is nothing wrong with me."
"Iz –" He went to argue with her but she cut him off.
"I'm fine, there is nothing wrong. What you saw, it's not what you think."
The words came from her mouth with such confidence, and honesty, she believed what she was saying. She didn't think there was anything wrong, he could hear it in her voice but he didn't believe it.
"What was it then?" He had to ask.
She looked away from him, and let go of his hand. She rested her fingers against her temple as if she was thinking.
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"Iz," Alex said her name again and she closed her eyes. He wanted to know what it was and she didn't know how to tell him. "What was it?"
She kept her eyes closed and tried to think. Behind her she could hear someone moving and then Denny's familiar voice echoed.
"Tell him what it was Iz. Tell him what we've been doing. I bet he's going to like that."
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"Shut up!" The words came unexpectedly from Izzie's mouth. Alex turned to look at her, she still had her eyes closed and was resting her head against the window.
"I'm sorry I just wanted to know."
"Know what?" She seemed to be confused, like she didn't remember the question he'd just asked.
"What was it I saw?"
"Oh." She closed her eyes again and seemed to drift off into deep thought.
"Izzie."
It took a moment for her to respond, for her to open her eyes again. "I'm sorry, I'm just really tired. It was just a dream, I was just dreaming."
"Okay." He pattered her leg and pulled the car into the hospital car park. "We're here. You can lay down inside."
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Walking into the hospital Alex held Izzie's hand. She told him she didn't need him to do that but he said he wanted to, that he wanted to hold her. She'd given him a strange look when he'd said that but he tried to ignore it. She wasn't used to him talking to her like that but there was a fear starting to eat away at his insides which made him just want to hold her.
Inside the hospital things moved very quickly and then very slowly. Meredith and Derek had both arrived several minutes before them and got in motion everything that needed to be done. They had a room for her, and a bed, a place for them to run all their preliminary tests, but what she really needed was a CT and the machine was booked for at least the next two hours. While they waited Derek attached her to an EEG machine and told her she should try and get some rest. She liked that idea, she was so tired, and the prodding and poking she'd just been subjected to only made it worse.