TITLE: Sorry 7/?
AUTHOR:
Sarah
RATING:
PG-13
PARINGS:
Addison/Izzie
DISCLAIMER:
Not mine
WORD COUNT:
2200
SUMMARY:
Izzie and Addie spend more quality time together. Set in the middle of Season 3.

NOTES: More cuteness I'm afraid, don't shoot me!!

"You know, I meant to ask you," Addison threw behind her as she stirred chocolate into the warm milk, "last week, when Bailey was handing out assignments, Alex said something to you and you elbowed him. What did he say?" She turned, cups of hot chocolate in hand and placed them on the breakfast bar, sliding one over to Izzie. The blonde looked contemplative for a moment. "He was being obnoxious, as usual."

"What did he say Iz?"

Izzie sighed, "You asked Bailey if you could have me on your service again." She smiled at the memory of the special request, "And she said something like I must be doing something right." She paused and looked at her attending who was listening intently. "So Alex said, 'or doing Montgomery right', so I jabbed him. I mean, if anyone was going to think of me doing Montgomery, it would be me." Izzie finished and grinned as she put the chocolate cup to her lips. Addison remained silent, a pensive look on her face, hand on her hip.

"Addie, are you ok?"

"What? Yeah, don't you think Karev's been a little, weird lately?"

"Totally, he came to see me in my hospital room and was being all, brooding and dark."

"He went to see you?" Addison was surprised. "He had asked me how you were, I told him to see for himself but he seemed put off somehow."

"If you are trying to figure out the workings of Alex Karev, don't." Izzie warned. "Why are we even talking about him anyway?" the blonde enquired before taking a long sip of her hot chocolate.

"I don't know, I just get a feeling something's not quite right."

"Oh believe me, there is nothing right about Karev. And when he started calling me Dr Model? Seriously?" Izzie sighed and shook her blonde head.

"Dr Model?" Addison raised an eyebrow, her interest certainly perked up.

Izzie blushed and tried to hide behind her mug. "I may have been a lingerie-model-to-pay-my-way-through med school." She hurried out hoping Addison wouldn't understand.

"Oh really?" Addison was excited to learn this new piece of information "Were you going to show me, I mean, tell me?"

Izzie laughed, "It's hardly a secret Addie, millions of people have seen me in my underwear." Addison screwed her face up at that thought.

Izzie put down her cup and walked round to Addison, putting her arms around her neck and pulling her closer, "Not all of them got to do this." She breathed against Addison's lips, both were breathing heavily, Addison dropped her eyelids at the touch of Izzie's soft pink lips against her own. Addison let herself go, pouring everything into the kiss, she opened her mouth, allowing the blonde's tongue to dance with her own, it was like slow motion, Izzie was quickly becoming lost in a trance, Addison's hands roaming her body, she moaned lightly into the older woman's mouth, she tasted like sweet, chocolate and the hair beneath her fingers like cool satin. The blonde began to feel weak at the knees, a deep tingling feeling formulating in the depths of her stomach. She couldn't remember a kiss this amazing, she didn't think it would be possible to remember any other kiss after this one. Addison was remembering every single moment, every stroke of Izzie's toungue against her own, every movement of Izzie's lips sliding over her own. Breath became a major issue, it was Izzie who broke away, panting, clutching her side.

"As truly amazing as that was," She breathed, "I think I need to lie down."

"Come here," Addison put her arm around her girlfriend, "Bed or couch?"

"I think bed, will you come with me?"

"How can I refuse after a kiss like that?" Addison walked Izzie towards the bedroom.

"I want to make the most of you before you go back to work tomorrow." The young blonde pouted. Addison laughed at the childish look on Izzie's face.

"You've had me nearly a week to yourself." Addison smiled at the quality time they had spent together.

"I know but . . ."

"No buts! I have to work young lady." Izzie was now sat on the bed, looking down at her hands. "Iz," Addison sat down beside her and covered Izzie's hand with her own, "you have an appointment with Bailey, right?" Izzie nodded, "I'll meet you at your appointment and we can have lunch."

"Ok."

"What is it Iz?" The intern shrugged. Addison put her arm around the blonde's shoulders and Izzie dropped her head onto Addison's shoulder.

"I don't want to go home." She whined. "I love being here with you, no queueing for the bathroom, no disturbing noises in the night. Just you."

Addison felt a surge of warmth through her body, she never new anyone could be so, so what? Loving? She knew she loved having Izzie here with her, but equally knew it was time to get back to some sense of normality.

"Iz, we both knew this was only temporary, we still have so much to learn about one another. Let me wine and dine you, court you, date you!" Addison smiled.

"You do still owe me a dinner."

"I do." The redhead agreed. Izzie sighed and looked up into clear crystal blue eyes. "Why do you have to be so grown up."

"Because I am." Addison snorted. "And this old bird needs some beauty sleep before work. She stood to get herself ready for bed. She turned and kissed Izzie on the lips. Izzie put her arms in the air, a twinkle in her eye, "Undress me?" she smiled sweetly.

"How can I refuse that?" Addison smirked and proceded to undress her girlfriend.

Morning had broken, the light was seeping through the curtains and onto the plush white Egyptian Cotton sheets adorning the queensize bed. Occupying the bed, two contrasting beauties, one red haired and blue eyed, the other blonde haired and brown eyed, both sharing similar pains in the past, but brought together and sharing a new found happiness and companionship neither thought would be possible.

Izzie was laid flat on her back, wearing an Addison shaped drape, the attending's head resting on the blonde's shoulder, curled into Izzie's side, a protective arm thrown over the intern's stomach. Their legs in a tangle with each other and the bed sheets. The alarm sounded. The doctors groaned in unison, Izzie swatting her hand in the general direction of the nightstand beside her, knocking the lamp off with her chunky cast, "Oh crap." She rolled her eyes and eventually she hit the snooze button. Addison stirred and snuggled closer to Izzie and began to nibble and kiss the blonde's neck. Izzie sighed with content, she could stay like this forever. Addison moved her attention north and met Izzie's lips, greeting her with a sweet kiss.

"Good morning sunshine." She mumbled against the blonde's lips.

"Mmmm" Was all Izzie could manage.

"I think I should get up."

"Nooo." Izzie turned and captured Addison in a tight embrace, wincing as she did so.

"Hey, be careful." Addison stroked Izzie's cheek. They lay facing one another, just looking into each other's eyes. "How are you feeling?" Addison asked.

"Physically, still a bit sore, mentally, getting there, emotionally," She paused, "I'm falling for you Addie." If it was possible, in that exact moment, Addison's heart melted and spontaneously combusted at the same time, she was elated, here she was, in the arms of the most beautiful, intellegent, determined and caring woman she had ever met and she was falling for her. Her face lit up, smiling a million smiles at once. "Me too Izzie, I mean I am falling hard." Izzie leaned in and kissed her, it was another Addison/Izzie special, sweet and sensual, yet heated and passionate at the same time. Izzie sneaked a hand under Addison's silk camisole top, stroking her fingers over Addison's smooth toned stomach, slowly moving upwards, grazing Addison's breast. The redhead gasped at the contact, Izzie had magic fingers and one day she would find out exactly how talented those budding surgeon hands of hers were. But right now, she had to get up for work. She pulled away, stroking Izzie's hair. "Let me take you to dinner tonight, our first real date." Addison suggested.

Izzie smiled, "About time Ms Montgomery. I've been waiting long enough." Addison quirked an eyebrow, "You know it was worth waiting for."

"If I hadn't been attacked do you think we would be here, now?"

"I think we'd be getting ready for work," Addison joked, "but seriously, I don't know, I guess the thought of losing you and not knowing what I could have with you was too real."

"Make every second count."

"But we should at least try to live a normal life, we can't lie in bed forever, attractive as that proposition sounds."

"Damn shame." Izzie sighed. "I guess we should get up." She made an effort to move, but flopped back onto the bed, "Oh this is too hard." She laughed.

Addison was out of the bed and at Izzie's side, "What happened to my lamp?" Izzie shrunk beneath the sheets, "I might have accidentally knocked it off." Addison was frowining, but Izzie thought she looked amazingly hot in her navy silk cami and shorts. "Looking at me like that won't get you off."

"Oh I think it might." Izzie laughed.

Addison couldn't help but smile, "You're intolerable, you know that?" she said as she reached a helping hand out to Izzie.

"You love it." The blonde stated as she grabbed onto Addison's soft hand with her own good hand. The attending pulled Izzie off the bed and looked down at her white tank top and baby blue shorts set. "I wouldn't have you any other way." Addison smiled and turned toward the bathroom, an extra spring in her step and sway in her hips.

"Who's your intern today?" Izzie asked as they walked in tandum down the hall to her appointment with Bailey.

"Three guesses." Addison sighed.

"Karev? Seriously? What happened to plastics?"

Addison shrugged, "I don't know, Mark's being an ass I suppose."

"You're not having a good day are you?" the intern asked.

"Not since I stepped into the building, but you've certainly made it brighter." Addison looked at Izzie and smiled.

"I wish I could hold your hand, or kiss it all better." Izzie said.

"Me too sweetie. Are you ok? Coming back here?"

"Yeah I didn't really think about it much, I changed my outfit about ten times before I left home." The blonde admitted shyly.

"For Bailey? Isobel are you cheating on me?" Addison feigned hurt. Izzie swatted Addison's arm, "Seriously? Montgomery, you'll get pay back for that." They turned into a doorway.

"I look forward to it. Dr Bailey, good morning." Addison greeted.

"Dr Montgomery, good to see you back, Stevens, come in, sit down." Bailey barked.

"Yes ma'am." Izzie obeyed.

"How are you feeling Steven's?" Izzie looked at Addison, reminiscing their early morning conversation.

"Is she your spokes person now Stevens? I asked YOU a question." Bailey said, impatient as ever.

"No, sorry, I . . . I'm feeling a lot better, thank you." She stammered.

"Ok, get that shirt off and let's have a look." Izzie's eyes went wide, Addison stiffled a laughed at her girlfriend's reaction. She pulled her shirt off, revealing slight bruising and the dressing.

"Lie back." Bailey ordered. She proceded to remove the dressing, Addison hovering near by. "That is a beautiful sight, it's healing nicely Stevens."

"Thank you Dr Bailey."

"You don't need a dressing any more, just be careful when you are washing. You know the drill."

"Sure, thank you." Izzie replied.

"Anything else you want to ask me?"

"When can I come back to work?"

"Give it another week, I'll put you on light duties, you won't be much use with your arm in plaster either." Bailey stated. Izzie sighed, she knew that would be the case. "Ok doctors, I have a surgery to scrub in on." And with that the mini whirlwind was gone.

"Hey," Addison said, "everything's ok, you're getting better, that's the important thing right?" she reasured.

"Yeah . . . yeah, of course." Izzie looked up and smiled.

"Are you going to put that shirt back on Dr Model?" Addison teased. Izzie retaliated and threw her shirt at the attending. "Make me." She challenged.

Addison rolled her eyes and helped Izzie into her shirt, giving her quick chaste kiss in the process.

"Dr Montgomery, I . . . Oh, I'm sorry."

Addison turned, covering Izzie's modesty. "What is it Karev?"

"Nothing, it can wait." With that Alex hurried out of the room. Addison turned back to Izzie who had finished buttoning her shirt. "Talk about weird."

"Unfortunate timing." Izzie laughed, descended the bed.

"You ready for lunch?"

"Yep, lead the way." The blonde replied.