Callie paced back and forth in front of the nurse's station. She had paged George five times. Where was he? "Karev, have you seen O'Malley?"
Alex was walking down the hall on his way to the pit. He slowed to answer her. "Not since rounds." Not that he minded, the less he saw of George the better.
"Are you busy?" Callie asked.
Alex halted. It was about time, he had been trying to get in on a surgery all day. Admittedly, Ortho was not his first choice but today he was not going to be inflexible, it was surgery and that was better than nothing. "No…I've got nothing to do."
"I thought you were with Addison today….she has nothing for you?" Callie and Addison had gotten friendly over the past few weeks and she knew Addison would not tolerate Alex wandering the hospital with nothing to do.
"Nope, nothing surgical so she told me to go to the pit….unless there's something you need me on."
"I do have something you can do for me Karev." The sparkle in his hazel eyes disappeared as she told him his new assignment; it was not what he had in mind. "Find George for me and tell him that I've been paging him and I expect him to answer promptly, unless there is something or someone more important for him to be doing." Ouch, O'Malley was in worse trouble than he thought. Having no desire to get in the middle of their crap, Alex was about to tell Callie he could find better things to do, there were probably plenty of people in the pit in need of sutures. Shit, even giving rectal exams sounded better than being the go between for O'Malley and his already unsatisfied wife. "Then come find me and I'll let you scrub in."
On second thought…
Cristina Yang peered around the corner at the man standing in front of the OR board with his hands on his hips, as always he was calm and collected. Every nonchalant smile made her want to rip his face off. "What are you scowling at Yang?" She had not heard him approaching.
"I'm not scowling." She scowled. "Don't you have something else you should be doing…something vagina related?"
"Are you offering?" He raised his eyebrows suggestively. It was so easy to piss her off, not to mention fun.
"Go away Alex, I only have enough time to ignore one ass right now and for once you're not the biggest one in the room!"
"You seen O'Malley? " She shook her head no and continued to glare at Preston Burke.
Alex shook his head as he left her standing in the hallway, as much fun as he was having he had other things to do.
He pushed open the door and let himself inside the quiet locker room, he expected to find George curled up in fetal position staring blankly at his pager. Never marry a woman that could kick your ass both professionally and personally, if it ever came to that Alex would bet all his money on Callie O'Malley.
His breath caught in his throat when he didn't find George….he found Izzie, standing in front of him half-naked. Her long smooth legs and tanned skin silently called out for him. His cock strained against his pants as his eyes roamed over her body, she stood facing away from him. The sight of her bare back brought him back to the night he kissed his way down her spine. He had worked his way slowly, eliciting a giggle from her as he reached the base. "Alex! God!" Izzie grabbed her scrub top off the bench and quickly hid her body behind it. "What is it with you? Are you just following me around waiting for me to get naked?"
"Don't flatter yourself, I'm looking for O'Malley." He averted his eyes and peeked around the row of lockers, hoping she would not notice the effect her state of undress had on him.
A lump formed in her throat, he wasn't even looking at her. Two days in a row, she stood before him with little to no clothes on and he remained impervious. She slipped the shirt down over her head. "You're wasting your time, George isn't in here."
"Do you know where he is?" Alex asked.
"Yes." Izzie shoved one of her legs into her pants roughly and then the other.
Alex watched as she slid them up her thighs. He let his tongue sweep over his bottom lip, he imagined himself sinking down in front of her, dragging the cotton back down as he….he shook himself out of the daydream quickly. "Are you going to tell me?"
"No." She grabbed the cup of the bench beside her and hurried past him until she was in the hallway, she had to bring Sloan his cappuccino and she had to get away from Alex.
