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Izzie took a look back at the door to see Alex standing outside. Taking a deep breath, she nodded at him and turned back to the girl sitting in the bed. "Hi, Hannah."She said, trying to keep her breathing under control.
"Izzie, hi. What are you doing here?"She asked, surprised to see Izzie. She'd been thinking a lot about her, and what happened with her. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I just...I was on my way to go check on some patients, so I was hoping it was okay to come by and see you."Izzie said, tentative.
"Oh."Hannah replied, looking tired.
"How are you feeling?"Izzie asked, hoping for something. Anything. Was she mad? Did she even want to talk to her? Anything from Hannah other than simple answers would have been nice, but Izzie knew she'd been through a lot.
Hannah forced a smile, cuddling against her bear. "A little better."
"Good."Izzie said, nodding. "That's good. Can I get you anything?"
"I'm fine. My...parents went home for a little while."She said, afraid to bring them up.
"It's okay.You can say things to me. I'm a doctor, but...I could be your friend."Izzie said, wanting to at least form some sort of bond with her.
Hannah's eyes seemed to light up, finding the idea good. "I'd like that."
"Me too."Izzie replied. She looked at the girl, the one she gave up all those years ago, and couldn't help but feel a little sad. She had a life now, one seperate from her. But she wanted the best life for Hannah-but couldn't help but wish she'd at least say how she felt. She opened hre mouth to speak, but was interrupted by her pager. "I'm sorry, I-"She read the message, frowning. "I've gotta go. I'll come and see you later, okay? If...that's okay."
"My mom and dad should be back by then, but I'm sure they'll let you."Hannah replied.
Izzie nodded, heading towards the door. "Bye, Hannah."
"What happened?"Alex asked, concerned by the look in her face.
"I don't really know. I got an emergency page-"
"Yeah, me too. I meant with Hannah."Alex said as they made their way down. "If you don't mind my asking..."
"No, it's fine. I don't really know. She's not...saying anything."Izzie replied.
Alex frowned as they reached the stairwell. "Is that good or bad?"
"I don't know. She just sits there, saying things. Simple things. But she knows, Alex. She knows about me...who I am to her. I guess I expected her to react a little more."Izzie replied, trying to shake it off like it was nothing.
"Give her time, I'm sure she'll say something."Alex said, stopping her as they were about to exit the stairwell. "Hey, are you okay?...Seriously?"
"Why? I'm fine, Alex."Izzie replied.
Alex shrugged, not believing her. "It's just..you were trapped in an elevator with Callie Torres, and then I found you in a stairwell crying. Upset. I let you calm down, and took you to see your daughter...the one who you gave up. And now suddenly you're okay?"
Izzie looked away from him, sighing. "Come on Alex. we need to go. Patients. It's probably a car crash or something. Victims."
"Okay, Cristina..."Alex replied. "I'm sorry. That was mean."
"Yeah, it was. But it's nice to see you act normal."Izzie replied, running into Meredith. "Hey, do you know what happened?"
"I'm heading down now, too."Meredith replied. "But someone said something about a multiple car crash, several patients in need of surgery. I heard one of the nurses saying something about a guy who had glass stuck in his leg."
"Wow."Izzie replied, suddenly seeming jittery. "Yeah, that's bad. We should..I mean, we're going into surgery, right?"
"Why wouldn't we?"Meredith asked. "You got paged, didn't you?"
"No, I know. But there's going to be a lot of...injuries. Other than bones or fractures..."
Bailey spotted the three of them, and pulled them towards her. "There you guys are. I've been waiting. Anyway, Yang just went with Burke. Grey, Stevens..you're with Shepherd in OR 4. But be prepared, the woman has extensive head damage. Karev, you're with Torres in OR 2. And O'Malley-"She said as he rushed up. "Where have you been?"
"Upstairs. I was checking the labs for the patient in 2435."He said, as if he were in a rush.
"Good. You're with me. Let's get going, folks. We've got surgeries to do, lives to save..."
Izzie turned to Meredith, taking a deep breath. "Better go.."
"Iz-"Meredith said as they headed to the scrub room. "You don't have to pretend to be okay, you know."
"Why?"Izzie replied, wondering what she knew. "Oh, well..yeah. I was trapped in an elevator with Callie freaking O'Malley. And it sucked, but I'm fine now."
"Whatever you say."Meredith replied as she scrubbed at her hands. "Just...know that I'm here, okay? If something's bothering you or whatever. I know I make this big deal of saying that Cristina's my person and stuff...but George is out of the house, and you guys don't seem to be talking that much lately, so..."She said, applying her gloves. "I'm here."
"Thanks."Izzie replied, smiling. She nodded, sighing. "It's good to know."She said, thinking maybe it wouldn't be bad if she'd just tell someone.
Two hours later, Alex was in the scrub room cleaning up when Callie opened the door. He could tell she was stressed, but knew better than to comment about it.
"You did good, Karev. The way you assisted there. It was impressive."She said, pulling off her scrub cap.
"Thanks."He said, surprised at her thanking him.
She was quiet, washing her hands. The thoughts kept running through her mind. The conversation with Izzie. The look on George's face when they walked out. It was bad, she knew. Something was going on that clearly she couldn't stop. "So you're friends with Izzie, right?"
"Why?"
"Friends..hanging out? Going to Joe's? Are you or not?"She asked, irritated.
Alex thought for a moment before nodding. "Yeah. We're friends."
"Okay."Callie said, almost like she was preparing herself. "I know that this is kind of awkward. I know that I'm your boss...or at least...above you on the surgical chain. And that my husband is your friend's friend and everything. But I have to know. I...is anything going on between Izzie and George? I know, he's my husband. I should trust him. I get that. But he's not speaking, and Izzie seems to hate me more with each passing day. So just...can you help me out here?"
Alex bit his tongue, knowing he couldn't out Izzie. While they weren't as close as they once were, they had a bond, and he wasn't about to break it-no matter how desperate Callie seemed. "No. They were friends. Are friends. But that's it."He said, shrugging.
"Really? Because I can't help but get the feeling..."Callie replied, frowning.
"Honestly?...The last thing I want to talk about is Bambi's sex life. But trust me, there's nothing going on between them."Alex replied, pushing the door to the scrub room open, walking out.
Izzie, Meredith and Derek were still in surgery, closing up a half hour later.
"Just make sure you keep it smooth, Doctor Grey. This woman is lucky, with all the damage that's been done."Derek replied.
"She'll have a lot of recovery time."Izzie replied. "We're transfering her to ICU?"She asked, already knowing the answer.
"That's correct, Doctor Stevens."Derek replied to her. "In fact, I need the two of you to take her up. Doctor Norman informed me of her husband's position in the waiting room. I'll be there in a minute. Start an IV drip as soon as possible, Doctor Grey."He said, pulling off his face mask.
Meredith and Izzie took the patient up to her ICU room, as Meredith started an I.V.. "This woman is very lucky. Her car on the other hand, will be unrepairable. She gets a chance..a new oppurtunity with her husband. Someone should be here when she wakes up."
"Yeah. Not everyone gets that chance."Izzie replied, staring at the woman's face.
"Izzie.."Meredith began. She took a look at the woman, then walked over to Izzie, pulling her to the corner of the room. "Go ahead."
Izzie frowned, then felt a lump form in her throat, knowing what she meant. "Mer...I...I mean I shouldn't...not in a patient's room..."
"So? We ate in really old guy's room for how long?...Okay, maybe not you as much, but..."Meredith said in a hushed voice. "I just...I have to know what's going on here, otherwise I doubt I'd be able to help you."
"Why? Why do you care?...Why is everyone smothering me?...How is it that everyone else knows what's right except for me? I made a mistake, Meredith. A mistake. And everyone's at my back. I get it, okay? That it was a bad thing. And I'm sorry. I'm sorry, because right now I have absolutely no idea what to do about it."Izzie replied, her chest feeling tight. She wanted to tell her, thinking maybe it would make part of it better. "I slept with George. It was a mistake. A stupid, big, drunken mistake. And I've regretted it ever since. Oh, and to make matters worse...the daughter that I gave up right after she was born shows up with leukemia. And she won't talk to me. She's mad, but she won't say it. I just..I don't know what to do..."
Meredith's mouth hung open, trying to find the right words to reply. "Izzie.."
"Well then...oh, you started the I.V.. Very good, Doctor Grey. Um...Meredith, could I speak with you?"Derek said, opening the door. His eyes grew concerned, watching the look on her face. "What's going on here?"
