Izzie called a cab to come get her to go over to Joe's. She knew that driving her car there would be pointless. Both her and Mark were liable to end up drunk so neither would be allowed to drive. But she didn't care. Mark had finally responded. After she had tried calling over and over again, all it took was a text message. She was sure that she was far from forgiven. But he was willing to meet up for drinks. It was a start. God how could you have been such an idiot? Just because you are hurting doesn't mean he isn't. You shouldn't lash out at him.
She walked out of the house and turned to look back at it with a slight frown. Alex said he wanted to keep it. But thing is it wasn't his decision. Izzie got everything thanks to the pre-nup. And Izzie loved this house, just not the memories associated. She could always go find a new house and let Alex have this one. It wouldn't be too hard to find a better one than this. She wasn't sure she wanted to live with the memories that were there now. No she needed a fresh start. New memories.
The cab pulled up and she hopped in. The driver turned and gave her a funny look when she told him the destination.
"I took some guy there earlier. He wasn't looking so good. I picked him up not far from here." The guy said in a matter of fact tone.
Izzie had a feeling that the guy was Mark. She knew that he would have gone straight to Joe's. She sighed and shook her head as she looked out the window. It was going to be a long night.
"Really?" She asked with a smile. "Maybe I will run into him and be able to cheer him up." Izzie laughed lightly as she heard the cab driver chuckle. It was funny how she could take her anger out on Mark and yet was completely polite to a stranger. But for some reason it was safer to hurt him. She knew in the end he would come back, and forgive her. That was what best friends did.
The cab came to a stop and she pulled out a twenty and handed it to him before getting out. "Keep the change." He shook his head and pulled off after she stepped away from the curb. It was a strange evening for him.
Izzie looked up at the bar with a nervous smile. After a moment she walked up to the door and walked in. She spotted Mark sitting with Cristina and Burke at the bar. She let out a sigh of relief. At least he had not been sitting alone the entire time. But then again Cristina isn't always the best person to be around when you are upset. She approached the trio with a wary smile.
"Hey." She said softly looking at Mark.
"How you doing Dr Model?" He asked with the trademark McSteamy smirk.
"Decent Dr McSteamy. Could be better." She paused and took a breath. "See earlier I made a complete ass of myself. I was a jerk to my best friend. Someone who didn't deserve that at all. And now well.."
"Oh just be quiet already." He said with a laugh at her rambling. "Some things never change Iz."
"Lets all go to a table." She said with a smile. Cristina and Preston stood up and gestured for Izzie to follow. "Mark can you get some drinks. Get me some whiskey. I think I am going to need it." Izzie said with a nod. "Yeah, most definitely."
"Alright. Go sit down and wait patiently." He said. "But you aren't patient are you?" He asked with a laugh at the look on her face.
"No not really. So hurry up." She started to walk away but paused and added, "Or I might have to punish you." She joked.
"Oh I might like that a little too much."
"Still your usual perverted self." She said with a laugh shaking her head. Izzie walked away to the table in the back corner and took a seat. "So how pissed was he?" She asked looking at the two of them.
"A little but I straightened McAsshole out." Cristina said with a smile.
"He is not McAsshole!" snapped Izzie.
"Relax." Cristina said with a laugh as Mark walked up.
"What's going on?" He asked looking at Preston.
"Oh nothing really. Just enjoying the girls discuss things." Preston said with a laugh.
Mark set the drinks down before sitting down next to Izzie. She looked at the whiskey and smiled as she gulped half of it down. A slight grimace crossed her face at the burn but she finished the remainder off anyways. With a smile she set down the glass and looked over at Mark.
"You thought a glass would be enough?" She asked with a laugh. "Hell I need a bottle darling. Probably won't finish it this time. But I need a bottle."
Mark laughed and waved at Joe. He walked over with the bottle of whisky and a wary look on his face.
"Are you sure this is what you want to do tonight Iz?" Joe asked looking around at the four doctors.
"Yes. I am not driving and I had a really bad night." She said taking the bottle from him. "Tonight I need whisky." Joe sighed and shook his head slightly. Her last whisky night hadn't ended up to well. Meredith had tequila, and well Izzie had whisky.
Izzie poured herself some more and downed it. She looked at the bottle and shook her head slightly. This time it hadn't burned so much, or maybe it was the fact that she welcomed the burn, needed it. It distracted her, and she knew that it would bring relief, a nice drunken haze to escape her problems. She filled the cup almost to the top and took a sip, with this one she would take her time.
"So how were everyone's evenings?" Izzie asked politely. She knew how Mark's had gone. She only hoped that Cristina and Preston's had gone better.
"Hmm well I had a transplant to do right before heading out and that went well." Cristina said with a smile. "But Preston got to do some paperwork, aint that right Chief?" She teased lightly before taking a sip of her beer.
"Yes, well it is part of the job dear." Preston said with a laugh. "I hear you didn't have a good evening?" He asked gently.
Izzie looked down for a moment before taking a gulp out of the glass, draining two thirds of the liquid.
"No it was not good." She forced out. "It actually kinda sucked. See not only do Alex and Addison have to hurt and betray me, but they have to do it in MY fucking bed!" She said loudly, causing the people playing darts near by to look over at them. "So tonight I am getting wasted, and I am doing whatever the hell I want to do." Izzie finished her drink and stood up. The instant she was fully up the whisky hit her. Downing three shots in under five minutes is never a good idea. But adding more onto that just finished it off. "Mark lets play some darts." She said with a smile.
Mark knew Izzie was horrible at darts. She always had been. But for some reason when she was drunk she insisted on playing. And every time he feared for nearby people's safety. But then again they had not played in quite some time and she could have improved her skills. So he decided to give her the benefit of the doubt and attempt a game or two.
"Alright. Let's play darts." He said finishing off his scotch before standing up and heading over to the dart board with Izzie. They each grabbed three and Mark studied her as she raised her arm to throw the dart. He tensed up but relaxed when it hit the outer circle. "Well at least it is on the board." He said with a laugh. She turned her head and looked at him with a pout. "Do you need help?" She nodded and he smirked before stepping up behind her.
Izzie automatically leaned back into his embrace. It just felt right to her. He guided her arm up and helped her aim before releasing her arm to let her throw. It actually hit close to the mark. She laughed and turned in his arms giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"Thank you. I always play better with your help it seems." She said before stepping back.
"I could say the same of you." He replied with a smile. "You have one left need help?" He asked with a laugh. She stepped back into his arms and let him set up the throw. This time he didn't let go and guided the entire way, she hit the bulls eye. "Damn. I had to help."
"Oh shut up, you love it." She said with a laugh.
A/N: Do not worry I have not abandoned the story. I am trying to find an apartment right now and on top of that my internet connection sucks and work is too busy right now. But I wrote this up for you guys. The next chapter will continue the drinking night. Maybe Meredith and Derek will join in? Who knows. If anyone has any ideas please let me know, I am always open to suggestions. And as always thanks for the reviews.
Peace,
Erica
