Ch.2

For a second I thought that I had died again. The darkness surrounded me much like the day that I had died, but my dream was crushed by a very faint voice or maybe voices fading in and out, and the realization that I had a stream of saliva coming from the corner of my mouth. "But there are witnesses… she fell from no where." this voice was female.

"That's impossible." this voice was male. Yeah, definitely two voices.

I tried to find my mouth to tell them that it was possible, but two things kept me from doing that. First; I hurt to much to open my mouth. Secondly; if told these people that I was an angle sent to earth by god , they would surely have me admitted into a wacky house where grown people color with crayons on the walls. So instead I focused on my eyes. I managed to open one then the other. My vision was blurry, I blinked a few times until it came In to focus and I realized that I was at the last place I wanted to be. A hospital.

I looked around for the two people that were talking and saw two doctors with there backs turned to me, talking to one another. The female doctor had blonde hair and, from what I could see, looked as if she could have been a model. Why did she waist her time and money to become a doctor? The male doctor however looked like he was a rude type of guy, just by the way he stood. I was the type of person to jump to conclusions about the type of person someone was, just by the way they looked. I definitely judge the book by its cover. He had very short hair that was brown and was about a head taller that the blond doctor.

"So your saying that she fall out of the sky?" He asked.

"No, I'm saying that that's what the people that saw her fall out of the sky said." Said the blond doctor.

This is great. I have no identification. No personal history. And I cant exactly tell them that I fell out the sky into a tree and onto the ground.

The male doctor walked to the foot of my bed and grabbed my charts. I guess they didn't notice that I was no longer unconscious. "Says here she's 25 years old, Her name is Alice Kepner, born in New York, she's not allergic to anything, no history of mental illness. I doubt she fell from the freakin sky Izzie."

He said.

"Hey.. What happened?" I said. I was surprised by the weakness in my own voice.

The blond doctor which I now knew was Izzie, perked up and walked over to my bed side. "Welcome back." she said greeting me with a smile. "Well from what we know so far, you fell out of a tree. You have several broken bones including 4 ribs and you took a good smack to the head. We'll have Doctor Shephard come and take look at you in a moment." She turned to the male doctor who put the charts back at the foot of my bed , "This is Dr. Karev and I'm Dr. Stevens"

I sat up in my bed, with the aid of two fluffy pillows behind me without much pain and looked at the both of them, they looked at me as if I was crazy. We exchanged stares for what seemed like a full minute, "Uh, what?"

"Are you not in any pain?" She asked in bewilderment.

"Uh.. No, should I be?"

"Yes, yes you should. You just had surgery to reconstruct you broken ribs.

Izzie looked at doctor Karev in an I-told-you-so type of way and then he looked at me. "It's best if you lay back down. Your pain medications may wear off soon."

"Oh, trust me, i'm fine." I said. And honestly I was, the pain that I had felt only minutes ago was starting to fade. My head was a different story however, but I wasn't going to admit that. I wanted to get out of here as fast as possible. I never liked hospitals, especially this one. Seattle Grace Hospital. I noticed the SGH that was stitched neatly into the white lab coats of the doctors.

Izzie looked to the side with a slightly annoyed look. I could already tell that she thought that I was going to be a difficult patient. And she was right. But before annoyed her too much, I felt like I needed to talk to her, like it was necessary to do so.. Like she would believe me, or at least listen to me. Then Dr. Karev's pager started to beep and I looked at him. So is this how it felt when god made the odds work in someone's favor? He looked at it and sighed. "It's Doctor Bailey, I gotta go" He said and then jogged out of the room leaving me with Izzie. I watched him leave then I looked at Dr. Stevens. She seemed a bit relieved that he was gone. There was definitely some tension between them, I was the type of nosy person that just noticed this type of stuff.

"So, do you have to work with him or what?"

"Yeah, I do. And he was right." She said and began to walk to the door to leave. "You should lay back down."

"You should believe me when I say I'm fine." I said coolly. I sat up more, without the aid of a pillow and began to trace the threads of the pail white blanket that covered my legs with my fingernails. She stopped and shifted her weight to her left leg. "Bad day?" I asked still keeping my eyes locked on tracing pattern.

I saw her blink and the annoyed expression on her face seemed to fade a little bit. "Yeah just a little" She confided

I giggled to myself And looked at her. "Well if it helps, you weren't wrong."

"Excuse me?"

"About me seeming to fall from no where."

She took a step forward towards me, "What do you mean?"

I Rolled my eyes. "Oh my god." Those words keep out a bit more annoyed then I expected them to, but seriously, she just had this conversation with Dr. Karev not even 5 minutes ago. "Ok, Look. Lets say that- theoretically - that I was an angel that was sent to heaven to save the life of one human that they chose. Sorta like a guardian angle thing. What would you say."

She stared at me for a second and then smiled, "I'd say that you hit your head pretty hard and Doctor Shephard is on his way."

I chuckled at this, "What if I said that I could prove it?"

Her smile faded just a little, "I'd say then prove it."

I nodded and motioned for her to come over to me. She stood there, hesitant. "I'm not going to hurt you." I smiled. I felt like some one who was trying to get a shy puppy to trust her.

"I thought you said this was a theoretical question."

"I did, didn't I?"I said. "Well not anymore."

She walked over to me and I put my hand out so she could take it. She put her hand on mine and I closed my eyes. Visions of everything that had ever happened to her filled my head. Visions of her friends, family, her childhood. I could see that she actually was a model while she was in med school. I saw Doctor Karev and found that his name was Alex. I saw every surgery that she had ever performed, she was a hero in one case. So she's a surgical resident who was a lingerie model? Bet she gets a lot of respect around here, I thought. She had a tough childhood but not as tough as some of her friends. I saw her current worries, and understood why she was annoyed. It seems that Alex was quite the jackass. Then I saw a guy named George and two women named Meredith and Cristina, I saw all of there conversations everything that they had ever shared. The five of them where good friends And just like that, I knew everything there was to know about Isobel Stevens.

I Let her hand go and looked around, a bit dizzy. I put my face in my hands and let out an agitated moan. Izzie instantly took her stethoscope and tried to listen to my heart. I pushed her hand away before she had the chance, "I'm fine." I said in a quite whisper.

"Are you sure?" She tried again. "Just let me take a look you could be-" I stopped her again.

"Look, I said I was fine." I lied. This was the worst headache that I had experienced in a while. In ten years to be exact.

"Hey. Everything ok in here?" I heard a male voice and looked up, instantly I blushed and quickly looked down.

"Oh, Dr. Shephard." She sighed. "I don't know, she wont let me examine her." Izzie said as he walked into the room.

He moved Izzie out of the way so he could try his hand in examining me. It was going to be harder to say no to him. He was very handsome, black ,curly locks and blue eyes. Very blue eyes. It took all I had not to look into them. I knew I wouldn't be able to look away. As he looked at my charts he gave a kind smile and landed his intense gaze on me, "So how are we feeling?"

I smiled through the dizziness and looked at him "like I said before I'm fine."

He took a small light and shined it in my right eye then the left. "Are you experiencing any dizziness, any headaches?"

I was just about to answer that question with a prompt no but I was rudely interrupted by the beeping of both of the doctors pagers. They both looked at them and Doctor Shephard turned quickly "Got a 911!" he said he raced out the door before popping back in "I'll be back to check on you later."

"Yeah.. I'll be here." I said. I saw Izzie turn to follow him "It's was nice to meet you Isobel." I called

She almost stumbled over her own feet, she gave me a how'd-you-know-my-name look and with hesitance hurried off after Doctor Shephard.