Thanks to everyone who read my story. A special thanks to kitykat17, kyls, Chloe Turner and xhollywoodxheartsx for reviewing Chapter 2. I also would like to thank kyls for giving me an idea for this chapter. Well with that said, here is the next chapter. Enjoy and please read and review:-)

--Nessa

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Chapter 3

Izzie was putting on her jacket in the locker room, when she heard George's voice.

"Yeah, I'm going home now, so I'll see you later when you get done here." George said, to who Izzie assumed was Callie.

Izzie stood there for a moment, until she heard George rummaging through his locker. She walked over to him and sighed.

"George, we need to talk." She said, looking at him.

He looked up at her, before grabbing his coat and slamming his locker.

"George, don't walk away!" she shouted after him.

She leaned her head against the cool lockers. 'What am I going to do?' she thought. Then she remembered what Meredith had said. "You'll just have to make him." That was it. She would make him. She would use Meredith's advice and her methods. She ran out of the locker room, hoping that she wasn't too late. She smiled as she saw him just getting on the elevator. She hurried and ran in right before it closed. She stood there out of breath, staring at him for a moment, before pulling the emergency stop button. She stood directly in front of him and looked him determinedly in the eyes.

"Okay, now do I have your full attention?" she said. She continued with out waiting for an answer. "Listen to me George. What we did. I'm not saying it was the right thing to do, but I'm not going to say I regret it either. You were my best friend." She said, as her voice cracked slightly and her eyes began to water. "And I never realized that things were changing. I never realized that my feelings for you-" she paused and took a deep breath. "That my feelings for you had changed. And after the other night. . .after we-" she paused as George looked down at the floor. "Look at me George!" she said, sounding stronger than she felt. He looked back up at her, his eyes glistening with tears. "After that night, it made me realize something. It made me realize that I was-" she paused and closed her eyes briefly and breathed deeply. "It made me realize that I'm in love with you George."

George put a hand on the side of her face, as she began to cry. "Izzie." He said, his throat feeling suddenly dry.

Izzie looked at him and leaned closer. Their faces were barely inches apart. She could feel his breath mingle with hers. Her eyes fluttered closed as she felt his warm lips meet hers. She placed her hand on the back of his head, pulling him closer. She wanted him to be closer. She needed him to be closer.

Then as soon as the kiss had come, it had gone. George quickly pulled away from her and pressed the emergency stop button. The elevator started moving again as Izzie stood in the corner with her hands over her mouth. George stared at the doors and as soon as they opened, he was gone. Izzie turned around, hoping he would still be standing there, but he wasn't. She wiped the tears off her face and hurried out of the hospital.

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Izzie was sitting at Joe's as she downed another shot. She turned the glass upside down and set in on the bar.

"Hey Joe, gimmie another." She yelled to the bartended.

He nodded and gave her another shot.

She lifted her glass up, a little too enthusiastically and said "Cheers!" as she downed yet another drink. She felt someone sit next to her and turned her head to the left. "Meredith! Whats brings yous here?" she asked, slurring her words.

Meredith raised an eyebrow as she looked at her friend. "Izzie, exactly how many drinks have you had?" she asked, concerned.

Izzie shrugged. "Dunno. Only abouts 5 or 10 or sumthins."

Meredith shook her head as the bartended walked up. "Hey Joe." She said.

"Hey Meredith. What'll it be?" he asked.

Meredith sighed and shook her head. "Nothing for me tonight. I think I should look after Izzie." She said, eyeing Izzie as she gulped down another drink. "Do you think you could cut her off?"

Joe laughed. "I already did. About 20 minutes ago I started giving her water." He said, looking at her.

Meredith smiled and laughed. "Wow, Thanks Joe. I think I'm ganna take her home now before she hurls everywhere."

"Alright, see ya later."

"See ya" she said, as she grabbed Izzie's purse and helped her stand up.

"Heyyy, whatr you doin?" Izzie said to Meredith.

"I'm taking you're stupid drunk ass home, that's what." She said, dragging Izzie out the door."

Meredith helped Izzie into the passenger seat, and then drove them home.

When they got home, Izzie's head was tilted to the side and was snoring loudly. Meredith sighed and got out of the car and ran inside. She walked in and found Alex sitting in the living room, watching tv.

"Alex. . . could you come outside real quick?" Meredith asked.

He looked up at her with a puzzled expression. "For what? He asked.

"Its-" she sighed. "Its Izzie."

He stood up and looked at her. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. She's just, had a bit too much to drink."

Alex shook his head and followed her outside. He looked at Izzie's head rested against the window with drool on her cheek.

"What do you want me to do?" he asked.

"Carry her. I'm not strong enough, but you are." She said smiling and laughing slightly.

He gave her a dirty look and opened Izzie's door and picked her up. "You're lucky I'm doing this." He said, as he carried Izzie up the stairs.

"Yeah and you're lucky I'm letting you live in my house." Meredith said, smirking.