Lover's Spit – Chapter IV
Alex wandered down the hallway and stopped at the nurse's station. He bent down and began to go through all the files on patients, hoping to find some undiscovered case that would entertain him for the day, rather then spending it bringing coffee to Sloan.
Glancing up he saw Izzie waiting at the elevator. She looked like shit. Ever since House and his team left she hadn't been as perky as she usually is, and the subject of Denny became more fragile. Something told Alex this had to do with Chase, but he tried to ignore it. If it did have something to do with the Aussie, there was no way for Izzie to get better quickly. She would just to try and wait it out. And with Denny still hanging around it doesn't help her at all.
The elevator door opened and Izzie stepped inside. As Alex stood up from the disappointing set of files, George walked up to the station.
"Dude, you know what's up with Izzie?"
George looked up at Alex in huff. "If I did tell you, there is probably no chance you would understand because you don't live with these women."
"Well, can you try and make me understand?"
George looked down at the floor then up again, checking nervously side to side for anyone he knows. He then faced Alex and let out a breath.
"Dude, she's like wicked depressed 'cos she ain't seen that Ossie for like a week and she was like, really into him, ya get?"
Alex gave a dead pan stare to George who stood in front of him with hands on hips, trying to convince himself that what he said was not embarrassing.
"Dude…no."
"Yeah I know." George said quickly, cheeks blushing and picking up a file. "Just…give her time, ok?"
Alex nodded slightly then continued to look at George blankly as he scampered embarrassed down the hallway.
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Izzie walked out of the elevator and into the surgical wing foyer. Walking up to the counter she picked up a medical file and began to read through it. There had been no interesting cases for days. Meredith said it was because House had left so nothing else seems as exciting as it used to be. Christina just said it was shit.
If it was shellshock from House it would fade away soon enough, all she had to do was get through it. So she was flicking through the chart from Addison's c-section. The surgery had already been performed but it seemed she had nothing else to do.
"Sorry, I'm looking for a Dr Burke."
Izzie froze up as she heard a rough voice behind her. An Australian voice.
Quickly she swerved around to see Chase standing behind her, beaming with his hands in his suit pockets. Without realising Izzie squawked and jumped on top of him. Chase was nearly knocked off his feet as she jumped onto him and hugged him tightly, almost to tight for air. But Chase didn't care. Still beaming uncontrollably he hugged her back and kissed her warmly on the cheek.
"You're back!" Chase heard her voice mummer as she was pressed up against him.
She let you and pulled him back, smiling gleefully from ear to ear.
"I can't believe you're back! – Wait, why are you back?" The tone of her voice changed.
"Sheppard has a case for House."
Izzie stopped and looked at Chase for a second then hugged him again. "I love McDreamy!"
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Addison clipped her pager onto the sash of her mauve dress and waited for the elevator. She had just come out of successful c-section and given the healthy baby to it's parents yet still she did not feel as joyful as she usually does. There was a ding and the metal doors opened. Brining herself up from leaning on the hall she walked into the elevator. The doors began to close as she was left in the empty box but suddenly a hand shot through the gap and the doors opened once more.
Oh, give me a break.
Mark sauntered into the elevator, leaned over to press one of the buttons then lifted his pants up as they sank under the weight of the pagers and electronics.
"So," He said coyly, shifting a flirtatious look to Addison. "Haven't seen you around in a while. We should catch up."
Addison looked away and tried to avoid him.
Mark was oblivious to the fact that Addison didn't want to talk to him.
"You know what? I have an itch." He winked. "Down there. You wouldn't be able to check it for me, would you?"
Addison stared in vain at the numbers of the levels about the door. 4, 3, 2…
There was a ding and the doors open. Suddenly Addison skipped a beat.
"James."
Wilson stood next to House at the entrance of the elevator. House glanced over at Wilson who was positively beaming at the red head.
"Addison! Sorry I didn't call, but I wanted it to be a surprise."
Mark looked disgruntled at the pair. "You coming in?"
House waddled in after Wilson and faced the buttons. "Going up?"
"No." Mark looked at him curiously.
House pressed the button. "You are now."
The metal doors closed as the momentum shifted upwards. House glanced behind him at Wilson, Addison and Mark, all standing awkwardly in silence, though Wilson didn't understand why.
House peered back at Mark. "You have excellent chiselled features."
Mark looked at the crippled, stunned. "Why…thanks?"
"It's like some sort of geometric slab of marble. I'm surprised no-one's threatened you with a chisel."
Addison snorted out with laughter but quickly contained it. The doors opened and she began to step out when she turned back. "Nice to meet you Dr House, James." She nodded.
Wilson nodded back.
"What's going on with her then?" House asked after the doors closed.
Wilson quickly glanced at Mark then back to House. "Nothing."
House rolled his eyes and faced back to the doors. As the elevator stopped, the doors opened and House began to walk out. As Wilson joined him he turned around and saluted to Mark.
"See you round McMetrical!"
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NB: Geddit? Symmetrical? McMetrical?? Oh well, that's a personal joke I guess, but true! Still true!
But I've been able to update both my stories in one night! (That is, American night) Go me!! This chapter's more of a fluff chapter I guess, people coming back, people going "yey, you're back!" sort of thing. But fluff can be good in small amounts. As long as it's A-Grade Fluff. That's Grey's for you!
Anywho, if you could review that would be fantastic! Best thing you would do all day! Wait, scratch that. All week! All month! Ok, slightly hyperbolic but who cares, it's fanfiction!
