"George?" George felt someone shake his shoulder "George wake up."

George slowly opened his eyes "What is it?" he asked forgetting where he was. But when his eyes focused on the hospital room walls that surrounded him he realized he had fallen asleep in Izzie's hospital room. He jumped to his feet "Izzie! Is Izzie ok?" he said looking at Dr. Bailey.

"She's the same." She walked over to Izzie's side and put a hand on her shoulder. "When was the last time you went home?" Bailey asked still looking down at Izzie. George thought back to the last few days. It had been four days since the accident and George had yet to leave Izzie's side since the first time he walked into the room. People had brought him food and coffee but he didn't eat anything they brought him and he didn't drink any of the coffee.

George ran his hand through his unkempt hair and sighed "About four days." he paused and looked down at Izzie "I haven't been home since the ….since it happened."

Bailey looked up at him "You should go and get some rest. Take a shower and change." she said looking at his now wrinkled fancy clothes.

George shook his head "I can't. I can't leave. What if I leave and she wakes up? I don't want her to be alone." he said.

"I'll sit with her." George shook his head again just looking at Izzie. "George you need to get out of this room. If she wakes up do you think the first thing she wants to see is your stubbly face and greasy hair?" Bailey joked a little "No she will want to see her nicely groomed boyfriend. A boyfriend that does not smell like he just rolled around in the trash." she joked again. George gave a small half hearted smile. "Go home George. Just for an hour. Then you can come back."

George was about to protest but Bailey raised her finger and silenced him "That's an order." she said.

George gave her another small smile then nodded. He walk over to Izzie's side and leaned down and kissed her lightly on the forehead. Then he leaned further down and put his mouth near her ear and whispered "I'll be back soon." then he pulled back and looked at her for another minute.

"George…" Bailey was about to remind him to leave again.

"I know. I know I'm going." He said then he started backing out of the room still looking at Izzie making sure she didn't wake up as he started to leave. When he got to the door he froze again. Bailey came to his side and nudged him out slightly and closed the door to the room.

George stood out the room for another minute then he turned to leave. People around him pointed and stared and whispered to each other as he walked down the hospital hallway by the time he got to the elevator he was sure everyone even the patients had stopped to stare at him.

Ding.

The elevator doors opened and George walked slowly into the elevator. The second he turned around everyone who had been looking at him looked in a different direction. When the elevator doors closed George closed his eyes and leaned his head against the back wall then he sank to the floor, it was the first time in four days that he had really been alone. I shouldn't be leaving. If I leave then there is a good chance that she will wake up and who is the first person she will see? Bailey that's who! She should see me first! Of course Bailey does make a good point when she says that the first thing Izzie's sees shouldn't be some smelly gross guy. I still hate to leave her. George let out a deep breath I can't believe any of this actually happened. I mean five days ago she was awake and alive and smiling. Now she is on a bed in a hospital and she may never wake up. I don't know if I will ever talk to her again. God I can't believe this is happening.

Ding

The doors reopened on the ground floor and George got up and left the elevator. Once again he felt mobbed by people staring at him. While walking out the sliding door he heard his name being called. "GEORGE! WAIT UP!" George turned around to find Meredith walking up to him.

"Hey." he greeted her.

Meredith smiled at him "Hey Bailey paged me and told me you were leaving and I figured you might need these." she held up some car keys. George had almost forgot that his car was not in the parking lot. Izzie was driving it home when he asked her to turn around and meet him on the roof.

"Oh thanks." he said grabbing the keys.

He turned to leave when Meredith called him back "Hey George?"

He turned and looked at her "Yeah?"

She looked at him for a second then asked "Are you ok?"

George looked down for a second then back up at his friend "No. But I'm coping." he answered. Meredith just nodded and turned and left. George watched her leave then he turned and head toward the parking lot.

George arrived home twenty minutes later He took a different route because he couldn't bring himself to go through the stop light where Izzie got hit. When he arrived at the house he parked in front but didn't get out. He just sat in the car staring straight ahead. I don't want to go in there. If I go in there it will be empty and everything will be right where she left it and I don't know if I could handle it. George turned his head and looked at the house. But if I go back to the hospital looking like this Bailey wont let me back into her room. George closed his eyes and sighed slightly I have to go inside. I just have to suck it up and go in there. George took a deep breath and unbuckled his seat belt and got out the car.

George opened the door to the house and took little steps in. He took off his jacket and hung it on the coat hanger. Then turned and closed the door behind him. He stood in the entryway for a few minutes and then headed up stairs. When he got to their door he felt as if his legs were frozen in place. Come on O'Malley you can do this. Open the door. George reached out and put his hand on the door handle. He slowly turned the handle and pushed it open. As George walked in he noticed his shirt that Izzie had worn to sleep in. Actually she had stolen it about a month into dating him, he thought that it didn't fit him right that's why she wore it but when he asked her about it she just said that she liked wearing it, it smelled like him and she liked that. George went over to the side of the bed and sat down. He looked around the room, he remembered when he moved into this room. George closed his eyes and let his mind wonder back a few years.

"OW!" George stubbed his toe again on the corner of Izzie's door. "Someone help!" he shouted for someone as the box started slipping from his grip.

Izzie rushed out of the closet and caught the other side of the box before it fell to the ground. "I got it." She said "Here lets bring it over to the bed." she said as she started walking backwards toward the bed.

"Are we there yet?" George asked not being able to see the bed.

"Yeah you can drop it now." she said. George let the box go and fell to the bed. "God George how much stuff do you have?" Izzie asked breathlessly.

George was trying to catch his breath too "I…I have…as much as you do." he clutched his side in pain and squinted his eyes shut. Izzie looked over at him and all of a sudden she started cracking up. "What?"

"You…" she laughed more "You look so funny!" she doubled over laughing so hard that tears where coming out of the corner of her eyes.

"Oh yeah? You think I look funny?" He asked walking over to her. Izzie nodded still laughing "Well how funny do you think this is?" George started attacking Izzie's sides making her squirm and laugh even harder.

"Ge..George stop it!" she managed to get out in between laughs.

"Not until you say I'm not funny looking!" George yelled in between his own laughs. Izzie's legs gave out and they ended up on the ground with George on top of her still tickling her like crazy.

"Ok. OK! I give up!" she laughed out "You aren't funny looking!" she said.

"Excuse me? Sorry I didn't hear you!" he tickled her even more.

"I said YOU AREN'T FUNNY LOOKING!!" she shouted at the top of her lungs.

George stopped tickling her sides and looked down at her with a smile "Ok Geez you don't have to shout at me." he joked.

Izzie hit his shoulder playfully "You suck. you know that?" she said still laughing slightly.

George's smile widened even more "Yeah I know." he leaned down and kissed her softly. Izzie's hand wrapped itself around George's head and gripped the back of his neck. George's left hand cupped the side of her cheek kissed her with a little more passion. When they broke away Izzie looked up at him and smiled.

"You know now that we have all your stuff in my room and almost everything is unpacked I need to tell you something." Izzie sounding very serious.

George narrowed his eyes and rolled over and off of Izzie. He put his head up on his elbow. "Yeah? What did you want to tell me?" he asked.

Izzie sighed and looked over at him "I think we should see other people." she joked.

George smiled at her then leaned over and kissed her. He pulled back slightly "I love you." he whispered.

"I love you too." Izzie whispered back then leaned back in and kissed him. She sat up slightly and got up and straddled him. They continued their little make out session until they heard someone clear their throat.

They broke apart and saw Meredith, Derek, and Cristina all standing in the doorway.

"Looks like you have settled in." Meredith said awkwardly.

Cristina laughed slightly "Well he wasn't settled in yet but if we had come a few minutes later I'm sure we would have seen him settled in somewhere." she joked.

"On that note I'm going down stairs." Derek said heading down the stairs. Meredith laughed and headed down with him Cristina soon followed. Izzie mouth was hanging open from the awkward moment that just occurred. She looked back down at George and they both couldn't help but start laughing.

George opened his eyes and looked down at the ground where he and Izzie had been that day and smiled slightly. He took another deep breath and looked around the dark room he was sitting in. Everything was exactly where they had left everything. His the shelve on the dresser was slightly opened and Izzie's pink towel was hanging on the closet door knob. He looked over at the nightstand and saw a small box sitting on it with a ribbon tied around it. George stood up a walked over to it. There was a envelope sitting on top with his name written on it. It's Izzie's handwriting. George picked up envelope and slowly opened it. The card had Happy Anniversary written on it then inside was Izzie's handwriting again. To the one guy in the world that makes my world stop. Happy Anniversary and here's to many many more to come. Love Izzie. George's eyes filled with tears again. He looked at the card for a few minutes then set it down and picked up the present. He opened it slowly making sure not to ripe any of the paper. It was a video tape, on top of the tape it said, in Izzie's handwriting yet again, "The Past Two Years". George knew what it was all of a sudden. For the past few years George had been taping random moments in their life. Christmas, Thanksgiving, any day of the week, he even taped the day he moved into this room there were many goofy moments that he had taped and now it was sitting in his hands ready to be watched.

George sat down on the bed with the tape in his hands. He stared and stared at the tape. After a few minutes he stood up and walked down to the living room and put the tape in the VCR and sat down on the coffee table right in front of the TV and push play.