Meanwhile in Seattle Grace hospital, in room 329, Izzie Steven's brown eyes flew open. She inhaled deeply, only to gasp then clutch desperately at the tube going down her throat.The steady beeping of the heart monitor increased rapidly as she tried to pull at the breathing tube that didn't seem to budge. Meredith Grey, coincidentally passing by, heard the noises and stepped in the room only to freeze at the sight before her. Her eyes locked with Izzie's frightened ones and she yelled, "Someone get a doctor in here this patient's awake!" She rushed over to Izzie, trying to hold down her hands and calm her friend. "Izzie! Izzie look at me!" Izzie's frightened eyes scanned the room but she still fought Meredith as her chest heaved and she choked on the tube. Meredith looked over her shoulder and out the room, "Someone page the damn doctor!"

She turned back to Izzie and their eyes locked. Meredith's heart sank as there was no recognition in Izzie's eyes. "Izzie, you need to calm down, the doctor will-" She didn't get to finish her sentence as she was unceremoniously pushed aside. Meredith opened her mouth to say something when she realized... finally, someone had arrived. Oh, well more than someone. Dr. Shepherd and two nurses she wasn't familiar with. She couldn't see Izzie's face anymore because Dr. Shepherd was in the way, but the flailing had stopped. She glanced at Dr. Shepherd's back for a second more before leaving (she knew Izzie was in good hands) and searching for Alex, George, and Christina to give them the news that Izzie was awake.

Four hours later

"We need to do some more tests and if the results show that everything is normal, which everything seems to be, you can be out of here by the end of the week." Dr. Shepherd smiled and Izzie couldn't help but return it. Her brown eyes scanned the people in the room, lighting up when she saw the familiar faces of her friends. Christina, Alex, George, Meredith, and even Dr. Montgomery was here.

"Alright, well I have another patient but I'll be back." Dr. Shepherd patted her leg affectionately before standing (he had been sitting on a stool beside her hospital bed), nodding at the others in the room, and then leaving.

A silence settled over the room before Alex broke it,"Are you sure she's fine?" Izzie frowned, until she realized the question was directed at the others, his back turned to her. His voice dropped to a whisper, "Because waking up from a coma and and not having any serious affects from it is-"

Izzie cleared her throat, slightly annoyed. She knew. She knew that the fact her speech wasn't slurred, her memory didn't have blank spots, she could move, and her brain was functioning properly, that it wasn't normal. Yes, there have been cases when people have woken up from comas and didn't need therapy (just like her) but there haven't been many. Usually the recovery of a comatose patient is long but Izzie didn't need to worry about that, sure she was on leave for work and she still had to check in with Dr. Shepherd but she didn't need to worry about therapy. There was nothing to fix. Except a couple cuts and the attractive head wound she was sporting. (Exactly twenty three stitches for the gash that ran along her hairline. Dr. Shepherd was confident though that the scarring would be faint.)

Alex glanced over and Izzie glared, "I'm fine. Do you want me to prove it? I can recite my ABC's backwards or I can stand on one foot and touch my nose or I can-"

Alex put his hands up defensively and stepped back, "Ok, ok I get it you're fine." Izzie glared at him for a few more seconds. "Look, I'm just worried about you, Iz." Izzie dropped the glare before turning to look at her friends who were nodding in agreement.

Izzie forced a smile, "I know but you don't have to be because-"

"You're fine. Yes, I get it." Alex rolled his eyes and leaned against the wall, crossing his arms. Meredith sent a look his way, which he ignored.

Dr. Addison Montgomery decided if she was going to say anything, now would be the time. She cleared her throat and stepped forward, clutching her chart to her chest. "I have a surgery to get to but before I forget to tell you, your brother stopped by a couple days ago."

Izzie's response was immediate. "I don't have a brother." Pause. "Stop looking at me like that don't you think that I would know if I had a sibling?!" Addison, George, Meredith, Christina, and Alex were staring at her warily. "Stop staring at me I don't have a brother."

Addison raised an eyebrow, "He said his name was Sam." Izzie's face was blank. Addison frowned slightly but continued, "He was tall well over 6'." Nothing. "He had longish brown hair." Izzie blinked. Addison sighed. "Well he seemed to know you. Or at least care about you."

Izzie shrugged, "I have absolutely no idea who you're talking about." Addison studied her face before deciding that she was telling the truth, which meant that the man that came in a couple days ago was a complete stranger to Izzie...but he seemed to care about her...it just didn't make sense. She finally tore her gaze off the poor girl and shrugged, it really wasn't her business anyway. "Alright, well I have to go." She smiled slightly, "I'll come back before I leave." She said her goodbyes to the others and left.

The minute the door closed George got a page from Bailey. He muttered under his breath before he left, promising to come back later. As soon as he left, Christina and Meredith crowded around Izzie and started updating her on everything she had missed at Seattle Grace. For example: McSteamy had come back from his time off.

Izzie's face turned a shade red at that and Alex snorted while Meredith and Christina laughed. "You still have the hots for McSteamy, don't you?"

Izzie sputtered, as her face turned bright red, "What? N-no." Nobody believed her.

Christina grinned, "Izzie and Mark sitting in a tree-"

"K-I-S-S-I-N-G." Meredith finished with a laugh, almost falling over. Alex shook his head with a chuckle. "Come on guys, what are you, five?" Izzie smiled at him, silently thanking him for coming to her defense.

Christina rolled her eyes, "Lighten up we're just playing. I mean, who doesn't have the hots for McSteamy?" Alex raised his hand but Christina ignored him, "Exactly. No one."

Meanwhile downstairs in the waiting room, Dean was trying to convince his brother to stay while he went and visited Izzie. Alone. "Look Sam, I'm telling you. I'll be fine. It's room 329, right? I just, I need to do this alone." Something in Dean's voice and the look on his face made Sam swallow back his argument. "Alright." Dean flashed him a smile before sprinting over to the elevator. Sam had a feeling he would regret letting Dean go later.

Four minutes later, Dean was on the third floor of the hospital. He went to the nearest nurses station, which happened to be steps away from the elevator, and asked the redhead behind the desk, "Where's room 329?"

The redhead, who Dean had to admit was pretty hot, looked up from the chart in her hands and looked him over before asking, "Who wants to know?" She cocked an eyebrow and Dean didn't miss a beat. "I'm the brother."

Her gaze instantly turned suspicious and she tapped her nails on the desk. "I'm sorry but I'm going to have to-" Dean wanted to yell in frustration. He knew where this was going and he didn't have time for that. He just. Wanted. To see. Izzie Stevens.

"Just show me where her damn room is." At Dean's growl, Addison's eyebrows hit her hairline. All he wanted was to see Izzie, was that so complicated? Addison stepped back, contemplating yelling for security, but deciding against and sighed, "Alright. Follow me, it's just right down this hallway." She hoped that Izzie knew this guy or he was going to have some explaining to do. She looked over her shoulder to make sure he was still following and when his eyes met hers she turned back around. They soon stopped in front of room 329. Addison gestured to the window, "Alright, here we are. "

Dean froze, his heart stopping as his eyes locked on the blonde in the room. Through the window he could see her sitting upright, laughing, blushing (since when did she get embarrassed), and...not in a coma. "She's supposed to be in a coma." He inwardly cringed at how right that didn't sound. He could feel the gaze of the redhead boring a hole into his skull but his gaze on the blonde didn't waver.

Addison pursed her lips. "She woke up a couple hours ago . Dr. Shepherd thought she wouldn't...but she did it was like some sort of miracle." Dean snorted. Addison clenched her teeth. "..Now you wanna tell me who the hell you really are? Because I know for a fact that you aren't her brother." He smiled before looking at her, he'd been waiting for that. She raised an eyebrow waiting expectantly for his response.

"Honestly?" She nodded impatiently and his smile dropped. "Honestly...I'm just a guy that has no idea what I'm doing here." She seemed surprised at his answer. "I shouldn't be here." His eyes focused on Izzie through the window and it was a while before he spoke again. His voice dropped to a whisper, "Don't tell her I came, alright?" His eyes locked with, he glanced quickly at the name tag pinned to her white lab coat, Dr. Montgomery.

Dr. Montgomery cracked a smile, "How can I tell her when I don't know who you really are." Dean smirked before looking at Izzie one last time. He tore his gaze off her finally when Dr. Montgomery's pager went off and he opened his mouth to say something, he felt like he needed to say goodbye to this doctor, but she beat him to it. "Go." She nodded in the direction of the elevator with a sad smile and Dean returned it before walking away, the sound of Izzie's laughter following him.

In the parking lot

Dean had just opened the driver's door when Sam asked, "So that's it? We leave and forget this ever happened?" Sam was standing near the passenger door, arms folded, a pissed off expression on his face. Dean sighed, he was tired and he didn't want to have this conversation. Not now not ever. "Yes, Sam." Sam opened his mouth to no doubt yell at him but Dean put up his hand, "Because you didn't see her in there. She was awake and she was happy..and we never should've gone in the first place...and what exactly do you want us to do, huh Sam? She hasn't seen us in a damn year. I doubt she would want us suddenly popping back into her life, especially me." He muttered the last part but Sam still heard it and his expression softened. Dean got in his car and slammed the door shut. "If you don't get in I will leave your sorry ass." Sam huffed but got in. They then sat there in silence. Sam frowned, about to ask why Dean hadn't started the car and pulled out of the parking space yet when Dean blurted, "I miss her."

There was another long silence before Sam sighed, "I miss her too, Dean."

When Dean finally shoved the keys in the ignition, and finally backed out of the parking space, and finally made it out onto the highway, the two brothers made a silent promise to never speak of today again.