First Date

I'm so sorry it took me a while. My plot bunny was being elusive and trying to skip ahead to day 3 and day 5. This chapter has a whole lot going on. We have the reactions of all of their friends, and our first date. I'm quite pleased with this chapter over all. I like the end the best, but you be the judge. I tried to make it a bit easier to read. If its still tough let me know. Thank you for all of your lovely reviews.

At exactly 4:00 am on a bright Sunday morning, Izzie Stevens' alarm clock started its daily symphony of irritating beeps, but Izzie Stevens…. she was already wide awake. She had been thinking about how this "plan" of theirs was going to work. The more she thought about it the less she was concerned about the plan and the more she was worried about her friends. They would probably be angry or at the very least concerned. Mark Sloan was a man with a reputation. She turned off her alarm and rolled out of bed. The house was so empty without Meredith and George. She was glad Meredith was coming home soon.

Izzie got to the locker room without bumping into McSteamy. As soon as she walked through the door she was pulled by both Christina and George to their own little private corner.

"What the hell Izzie." and "Mark Sloan? Seriously?" simultaneously hissed George and Christina.

Izzie was really, really pissed, but before she had the chance to retaliate Dr. Bailey came through the door. "Rounds people!" They filed out of the locker room. Izzie was forced to endure Christina and George's condescending and accusing glares. Like they had so much room to talk.

He had a long morning, a 3 hour surgery and another hour looking for Isobel Stevens. Now that he had found her, he was hesitant to approach her. He decided to get coffee first. He ordered her favorite and his before heading back to the nurses' station.

Izzie was filling out a chart and listening to Christina list reasons why having a relationship with Mark Sloan was a bad idea. Listening was a bad word for it; it was more hearing than listening. She had been at it ever since Izzie had told her about the plan. She told both Christina and George at the same time. George just looked at her like he didn't recognize her anymore and walked away. That had hurt more than anything. She was scared to lose her other friend so she let Christina yell at her. Besides she really wasn't listening to her. What she did hear was the silence that followed Christina's half finished thought. She turned to look at her friend and noticed she wasn't looking at her, but rather behind her. "I got you something." He whispered in her ear. It sent shivers down her spine. He was awfully close. She abandoned her chart and turned to look at him. He handed her a cup. She took a drink; it was her favorite. "Thank you." Then he kissed her quickly and with a smile said "I'll pick you up at 8. Wear something pretty." Izzie was stunned. He kissed her in the middle of the surgical floor. It was like he was making sure she wouldn't change her mind about their plan. As she looked back at Christina she thought she might die right there. Christina had a look of utter shock. Her mouth was opened and her eyes had practically popped out of her head. Izzie would have laughed had the people behind Christina not been standing there with varying expressions. Alex looked pissed as did Addison. Derek looked like someone had finally popped his happy bubble. The chief and Bailey looked disappointed, but Burke he looked amused. Suddenly the surgical floor felt very small. Izzie bolted. What she didn't see was that Addison had taken off after Mark.

The Chief was taken aback. His Plastics guy was kissing an intern on his surgical floor. He turned to his favorite resident. "Dr. Bailey, are all your interns going to end up with my attendings? Five out of five has to be some sort of new record." Dr. Bailey was pissed. "Don't worry Chief; I'm taking care of that."

Mark was pretty pleased with himself. He had to admit that kiss might have been too much, seeing as they were in the middle of the surgical floor and all, but it was worth it. He turned around when he heard the very familiar sound of Addison clearing her throat.

"Mark Sloan what do you think you are doing?!?!"

"What Addison are you jealous, because I remember you telling me you didn't think of me. Of course that was before you decided to screw me in the middle of the clinic." His words were sharp. He was tired of this.

"Mark you aren't going out with Izzie Stevens. You aren't going to hurt her. That girl has been through too much this past year. She shouldn't have to worry about you, too."

"I'll have to thank Derek for telling you everything."

"Mark, leave her alone you will just cheat on her like you did with me."

"You know why I cheated on you right."

"Because you were bored."

"No, because you were. I never looked at another woman until it was made abundantly clear you weren't satisfied that I wasn't Derek. I was tired of living up to him."

Addison was surprised to say the least. She didn't try to stop him when he left.

Mark had been in a really good mood. Then Addison and her black cloud had to find him. He was glad that he had finally put her in her place, but now he was surly. He hoped his mood would be better by tonight. He was walking down the hall on his way to see the chief when he passed Meredith's room and heard her talking with a very familiar friend.

Izzie had run to Meredith. She didn't know where else to go. She thought that Meredith would be the best to talk to about this. Meredith smiled when she saw her.

"Hey Sunshine."

"Izzie! I was beginning to go crazy. What's the matter?"

"I have a boyfriend."

"What" Meredith laughed.

"I'm dating Mark Sloan for a week." Meredith looked a little more concerned now.

"Well I'm confused. Is it a good thing or a bad thing?"

"I hope good, it's just that….well everyone's giving me such a hard time about it. I mean I expected it, but then he kissed me and now everyone just has this look, and I don't know." Izzie was talking fast and having a hard time using her words.

"Izzie, Izzie, slow down. Who's giving you a hard time?" Meredith was amused that Izzie was getting so worked up.

"We3ll Christina has been yelling at me all morning and George is avoiding me, and now Alex is pissed. I kinda get why George is mad. But why Christina and Alex? Because Alex has moved on with the perfect red-head and Christina is with Burke."

"Christina is just worried. She shows it differently, but she cares about you and bitching at you is her way of showing it. Alex has moved on, but it still rubs him the wrong way seeing you with another man. Especially McSteamy."

"I know. It's just hard to deal with them when I'm still getting used to the idea myself."

"Izzie you said you were going to be in a relationship for a week."

"Oh, yeah." Izzie proceeded to tell Meredith the whole story.

"How do you feel about it Iz?"

"I'm actually pretty excited."

"Well if you're excited then screw 'em all." They both laughed.

Mark listened to the whole conversation. He felt bad about her friends. He would have to make it up to her and he thought he knew exactly how.

The rest of the day past slowly and awkwardly. Izzie finally got to the point that she would just stare the nurses down if they started to talk about her. She was glad to be home. She looked at the clock in the Foyer. It was 7:00. She had a date in an hour. She bounded up stairs and into the shower.

45 minutes, 3 pairs of pants, 5 skirts, 1 dress, and 10 shirts later Izzie finally picked out an outfit. She had decided on black slacks and a pink sweater. Here hair was loosely curled and her makeup was toned down. She had picked out high heels to give it a really dressed up look. The door bell rang and she looked down at her watch. It was only 7:52. She still had 8 minutes. She walked slowly down the stairs and opened the door. She was greeted by a grinning Mark Sloan and a bouquet of large pink lilies. "These are for you." "Wow. You really do go all out don't you."

Mark was amazed when she opened the door. She looked stunning. He had stuck with his usual black. At least in black he knew he looked good. He was amused at her reaction to the flowers. Most women would have been ecstatic and jumped up and down, and gone on and on about how he shouldn't have, but not her. She did thank him though. He followed her to the kitchen, where she put them in water.

"So this is a nice place."

"Yea, I guess Meredith's mom had good taste."

"What's it like living with Meredith and Derek."

"Well let's just say this. She doesn't have a padded headboard."

"Wow you should make her fix that."

"It wouldn't be worth my time, because the walls are paper thin. Anyway, where are we going Dr. Sloan?"

"It's a surprise."

Mark's car was as confident and cocky as he was. It was black with black leather interior and fully loaded. He was taking her to Volterra, a great little Italian restaurant that he had learned about from Burke, surprisingly enough. He offered her his hand when they had gotten out of the car. She was pleasantly surprised. She could feel the envious stares from other women. She was he with the hottest guy they'd ever seen. She was quiet proud of her self.

The food was amazing. He was glad he listened to the over confident cardio-thoracic surgeon. He was actually pleased with the entire evening so far. He hadn't laughed so hard in such a long time. Izzie was currently telling him so story about George and syphilis. God, she looked so beautiful. Her eyes danced when she laughed. He was overcome with a sudden urge to kiss her. "Izzie, come here." She leaned in close to see what he had to say. He grabbed her behind the head and laid one on her. After she recovered from the shock she eagerly returned the kiss. She pulled back and looked into his eyes. "Where was that damn waiter?" he thought. He saw him out of the corner of his eye and motioned to him. "I think we are going to need that check right about now. Please." He turned his attention back to Izzie.

"So the movie starts at 10. It's between The Number 23 or The Abandoned."

"A movie? Seriously? You want to go see a movie?"

"Well this is a date."

"So my choices are scary movie or creepy thriller?"

"Yes and you get to choose. See I'm being nice."

"Right. Nice. I think I'm going to go with the plot on this and say The Number 23."

"Good Choice."

Izzie was a little put off. She thought she knew exactly what was going to happen after he asked for the check. She was also a little surprised by how badly she wanted it too. Now they were sitting in a movie and she was all wrapped around his arm, because the creepy movie with Jim Carrey was making her jump. He how ever hadn't even tried to make out with her. She was saddened by that fact, and that made her worry about herself.

It was taking everything he had not to take advantage of her in the middle of this theater with all the people watching on. She was so cute when she was getting freaked out by Jim Carrey. He had wanted to go back and have her for dessert but he wanted this to be a real date. That meant not skipping straight to the sex. Besides the night wasn't over.

"Did you like the movie, Dr. Stevens?" He almost used her title as a term of endearment.

"It was good."

"You were scared."

"I was not."

"So clinging to my arm is just something you do?"

"Shut up. I swear you are such an ass." They had reached the car and he spun her around and pinned her to it.

"I'm not an ass." He said it softly before crushing her lips and body beneath his.

Izzie was a puddle. His lips were setting her on fire. When she finally regained enough cognitive functioning to realize they were in the middle of a parking lot she struggled to find her voice. She finally found it and pulled back.

"Let's go back to my place."

He smiled at her and quickly opened her door. The drive home consisted of searing stolen glances, and making out at red lights. They had their coats off before they even reached the front door. Izzie had to break away from him to find the key to get in the door. It took longer than usually because he had his hands everywhere and his lips on the back of her neck. They finally got in, and she turned back to him. She surprised him with the speed she unbuttoning his shirt. Her fingers flew with the agility that only a surgeon possesses. He had her sweater off, and was reveling in the softness of her skin. She was slowly being driven crazy by the hardness of his abs against her stomach. That's when it happened. The one thing as a surgeon you pray against. Her pager went off.

A/N Man it seems that I just don't like Addison. I love Addison. She just has to be a semi-bad guy. I'm sorry. I will give you your Addisex next chapter somewhere. I mean Izzie did get paged and all and I'm sure Alex is at the hospital. There should be a blue button around here somewhere. Hmmm...oh there it is. See it? ok now click on it.