Here's the next chapter... I'm not ENTIRELY happy with it... but I guess we'll see.

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"Take a left here. And then at the stop sign a right." They had been in the car for a little over 20 minutes and Denny was instructing her on how to get to his house.

"You are kidding me. This cannot be your neighborhood. These houses are huge, no, BIGGER than huge." Izzie leaned over the steering wheel, looking at the houses incredulously.

Denny ignored her. "Okay, it's the one at the end on the left, the one with the long driveway."

"Holy crap."

They pulled up in front of the biggest and most beautiful house on the block, which also happened to be the only one with the long driveway. It was gray with a wrap-around porch and black shutters. It was stunning.

"Here we are." Denny said, still ignoring Izzie.

"This is your house? You live here?" Izzie asked skeptically.

"This is my house. I live here."

"Holy. Crap."

Denny laughed lowly. "Can we go inside now or would you rather sit out here in the cold looking at it from afar?"

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They had gone into the house, leaving most of the stuff in the car to get later. Izzie was quietly walking room to room, her eyes wide. Denny was in tow, head down and hands in his pockets, while Izzie observed.

Finally, they circled back to the kitchen; the massive, beautiful, perfect-for-baking, kitchen. Izzie put her hands flat on the granite counter in front of her.

Denny grew impatient and was getting a little nervous about all the silence.

"Would you say something, Woman?!"

Izzie looked up slowly, her facial expression blank. Finally, her eyes grew soft. She walked to the other side of the counter to Denny. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close, tucking her head in his neck.

"I've never seen a house like this." She said without much emotion.

Denny kissed her head, smelling the coconut shampoo she uses.

"I love you." He said.

"I know. And I love you. I just… I need to… do something. I need to bake something." Izzie said, unwrapping herself from around him.

Denny looked at her, eyes uncertain. But Izzie's eyes told him she needed this.

"Okay, kitchen's yours." He told her, putting his hands up in surrender. "Pantry's over there," he pointed, "and I don't know what's in there, but have at it."

Izzie smiled, "Thank you, Denny." She grabbed his face and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Now get out. Find something to do." She pushed him out of the kitchen, giving him a playful smack on the ass.

"I knew you had a thing for my great ass, Stevens!" Denny called out, exiting the room.

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An hour and twenty minutes later Izzie found Denny in the living room. He had been hard to find; he hadn't made any noise, he was lying on the one couch that was under a window and tucked into the corner, out of site unless you walked all the way into the room. Denny had on glasses and his slippers and seemed to be really into this book.

"There you are." Izzie said walking toward him with a plate of cookies.

Denny closed his book and looked at her over his glasses. Izzie put the plate down, slipped her shoes off and sat on the couch, tucking her legs under her. Denny continued to silently observe.

Then she sighed and looked at him. At last, she climbed towards him and he made a little room for her to lay with him. She put her hand on his chest, unconsciously fingering where his scar was.

Denny rested his hand on her hip, buried his face in her hair, and waited.

"You have money, Denny, a lot of money. I didn't know that."

"I told you I was well-off."

Izzie continued as if nothing had been said. "You read. I mean, I know you read in the hospital, but I thought that was just an "I'm bored and in the hospital, so I'm going to read" kind of thing, not an "I read" kind of thing."

Denny opened his mouth to say something.

Izzie cut him off. "You wear glasses, Denny. I didn't even know that you wear glasses." Her voice cracked.

"I'm your fiancée and I didn't even know that you wear glasses. I don't know you. And you don't know me." Izzie said as her eyes started to water and she started to pull away from Denny.

Denny just held on tighter. "No. You know me. You know me, Iz. And I know you."

Izzie looked at him, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. She shook her head and rolled her eyes.

"I know you, Izzie. I know that you are the most amazing woman I have ever met. I know that you are the most compassionate person I know. I know that you would go to extreme measures to ensure my survival, even if it means losing something that means more than anything to you. I know that when you are excited about something, you can't hold it in, your smile gives you away every time. I know that you hate to cry in front of people." Denny said, wiping away one of her tears with his thumb. "I know that your eyes are this amazing brown, chocolate-y color that I have never seen on anyone. I know your laugh, whether it's nervous, fake, or the one that is reserved specifically for me. I know you like to play dirty scrabble and that you can do girl on girl. I know when you sleep at the hospital so that you can see me first thing in the morning. I know that I love you, okay? I know you, Iz." Denny finished, brushing his hand over her cheek.

Izzie leaned into his hand and looked him in the eye. He leaned in and softly kissed her.

"We're going to be okay." Denny told her and she smiled softly.

"Yeah, we are." Izzie leaned in to kiss him again, this time slowly. After a minute, they both pulled away grinning at each other.

"Well, that was the first time we have been able to kiss for more than 20 seconds before a doctor walks in or your pager goes off or something." Denny said still smiling.

"And I look forward to doing that, among other things, so much more often." Izzie told him smirking.

"Don't tease me like that. You'll get me all riled up and then you won't do anything about it because my heart will give out or something"

"Well, I guess I won't be able to walk around in my underwear or in a towel or naked..." Izzie shrugged snuggling back into his chest.

"Izzie!" Denny groaned while Izzie giggled.

They were quite for a few minutes as Denny played with the fingers of her left hand.

"We need to get you a ring."

Izzie looked up at him quickly, beaming. Her smile always did give away her excitement.

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So, review this chapter, and then I'll give you more!