Izzie rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand and arched her back. She was definitely feeling every minute of her eighteen hour work shift. She had decided to cover a shift for Meredith in an effort to keep George out of her head. However, she was finding that George was no longer her problem. Ever since the encounter with Mark Sloan in the lounge that he was now occupying her thoughts. Sloan has been the headline attraction in all of her fantasies lately. What was that about? From George to Sloan the manwhore, that is quite the jump. While she was preoccupied with her musings, a few staff members had noticed Izzie's stretching and arching of her lower back. A scrub nurse ran down the hall frantically looking for her. It was just another busy day at Seattle Grace.
Mark Sloan sauntered down the hall a few hours later. It had been a few days since the kiss with the blonde bombshell and he wondered if it was too soon to rattle her cage again. If he was right about her, he expected her to retreat and avoid him and he would be damned if he was going to let her. He walked over to the nurses' station and beamed at the on-call nurse. Rosie smiled and blushed and gave Mark the information he wanted. He flipped through the schedule and suddenly knew he was going to have a very good night. He and Dr. Stevens were the only two surgeons on the schedule for the next several hours. Now he just had to refine his approach and find something to occupy her interns with. He flipped through the charts and decided the interns really needed to practice debridement and routine suturing.
Izzie was busy questioning her interns about blood clots and the associated disorders. She patiently listened to their explanations and then explained that their patient was recovering from a pulmonary embolism and was on a series on anticoagulants. Sloan stood slightly outside the door and watched Izzie's interactions with her interns. She was definitely an excellent teacher and her soft heart was visible in her demeanor with the grunts. She directed one of her interns to monitor and report back to her in three hours.
"Stevens, I need you to assist me with a patient. I need you to explain a procedure to a fruitcake. She wants somebody with a yellow aura and a blonde bombshell should do it." Mark calmly watched Izzie try to extricate herself from her request. He pulled the pile of charts from behind his back.
"I have some minor cases that your three interns can work on but I need your help."
Izzie swallowed and had visions of Mark pushing her up against a locker dancing through her head and completely forgot where she was for a moment. She shook her head and Darcy asked if she was alright. Izzie glared at Mark and watched as he explained that if there were questions they should check with the charge nurse.
"Dr. Stevens."
"Dr. Sloane."
Izzie followed Mark down the hall and gasped as he pulled her into an empty room and swiftly spun her around so that she was against a door. He smiled and whispered in her ear "You are avoiding me so I had to pull some strings and my calendar says it's bring a hot blonde to work day so here we are." He slid his hands under her lab coat and laced his fingers in the small of her back. He wondered if she was going to actually claim that she was still hung up on the puppy.
Izzie looked at Mark and tried to pull away. "This is highly unprofessional behavior – " she broke off when Mark started laughing at her.
"The really interesting thing is you didn't tell me you were in love with or thinking about the puppy which means you are thinking about reasons that this shouldn't happen. Very telling Dr. Stevens, very telling indeed. Your roommate and my best friend are involved in this whole mythic fairy tale. And you Dr. Stevens were emotionally doing a patient not to mention one Alex Karev here in this very hospital. Guess what time it is Dr. Stevens?"
Izzie was very flustered by the gorgeous attending who gripping her panties in his hand and preventing her exit. She looked at her watch and said 11:45. He grinned and shook his head and whispered it was time to take her medicine and if she was a really good girl she might get to take it all really soon. He lifted her up by her waist and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Mark nudged her hair aside and slowly kissed her neck and collar bone. Izzie closed her eyes and slid her hands up his back and listened to him tell her everything he wanted to do to her and the things he wanted to do twice. He pulled back and looked directly in her eyes.
"Now tell me that the puppy makes you feel like this," he leaned for a kiss and kept at it until she was breathless and clinging to him. He whispered that he liked her clingy and weak. "C'mon we need to get to work – remember I haven't asked yet, Dr. Model."
Izzie flushed and spat "Hell will freeze over first. " Mark grinned and suggested they go next door where the patient was. The patient and her husband were anxiously awaiting the two doctors. Izzie slowly explained the balloon procedure and how it grew new skin over the wound. She finished up with the potential for infection and hoped she had answered all of her questions. Mark explained that Dr. Stevens would be assisting with her procedure and it should go well. The two surgeons exited the patient's room and stood in the hall, unaware that they were already generating gossip among doctors and nurses alike. Izzie turned away from Mark and went to check on her interns. Everyone was where they were supposed to be and there were no major issues. She wearily rubbed her eyes and told the charge nurse that she wanted to sleep for at least an hour or two and to call her if she was needed.
Izzie crawled into the bed and pulled the blanket up around her. She thought about Mark and smiled as she drifted off to sleep. Izzie slept fitfully and kicked off her blankets and was completely unaware when Mark walked in looking for a quiet place to stretch out. He quickly noticed Izzie stretched out and how flushed she was. He felt her face and knew she had a fever. Izzie opened her eyes and whispered that she hurt. Mark knelt down by her bunk and asked when she ate last.
She mumbled this morning and then doubled over and ran for the bathroom. Mark ran after her and held her hair back while Izzie was sick again. She slumped on the bathroom floor and closed her eyes. Mark lifted her up into his arms and walked down the hall and laid her down on a bed in a vacant room. He ran his hands down her sides looking for tenderness or swelling. He slipped the temperature gauge on one thumb and the pressure monitor on the other hand. Mark looked at her and sighed. She was cool and he did not think it was anything major. He flagged down a nurse and asked that Izzie be given some water and taken off the schedule for the next seventy-two hours. He pulled up a chair and propped his feet on the bed and watched her. It looks like our weekend just got re-schedules Dr. Model.
He grabbed his cell phone and made a quick call to Derek and got ahold of Meredith. He was going to take Izzie home but wanted to make sure that Meredith knew she was ill and left out some clothes for her. He politely listened to Mere for a few minutes and then cut her off by stating that he was going to take her home and spend the night since she and Derek both had to work.
Meredith looked at Derek across town and wondered what was going on. She was suddenly very curious about Mark and one of her closest friends. Derek looked at Meredith thoughtfully and smiled and said maybe they are just having fun.
Mark looked at the blonde sleeping on the bed and thought about the last time that he had taken care of a woman and how well that had gone. He flashed back to a year ago – Addison was wrung out from the early stages of pregnancy and Mark was stretched out beside her. He brushed her hair back and smiled. He had offered to stay home with her but she said she had a doctor's appointment. It had turned out to be an appointment to terminate the pregnancy. Mark closed his eyes and went to go get his car and take Blondie home. This was supposed to be light and fun – weren't those his words. He pulled his SUV around and ran back in to get Izzie. He carried her out of the hospital and chose to ignore the many telling looks he was receiving. He placed her in the front seat and gently fastened the seat belt. She chose that moment to open her eyes and whisper that it was a hell of a dream and eyes like that were dangerous and she drifted off to sleep.
A few minutes later found him at the house that Meredith, Izzie and Alex shared. He vaguely knew which room was Izzie's. He carried her upstairs and found a yellow cami on her bed. He swiftly undressed her and pulled the cami over her head and tucked her into bed. Mark rotated and viewed her bedroom with a smile. It was definitely not what he expected, a mix of naughty and romantic. He opened a few drawers and thanked a few angels at Victoria's Secrets. It appeared that the blonde liked pretty things especially in yellow and blue. He ran downstairs and grabbed a pair of pj pants out of his car and quickly changed and crawled into bed next to her. He wrapped his arms around her and sighed as she squirmed in close.
(C'est moi – the author – I wanted to have a reason for them to get really close really fast and then I thought tummy flu and I hope you guys like this chapter – I guess I am over my writer's block).