Alex yawned heavily while looking at a patient's chart on one of the gurneys in the abandoned hallway. Damn. Caffeine still hasn't kicked in yet. He wrote down something with his pen and heard someone walking towards him. He snapped his head up to see who it was. Cristina.

"Well if it isn't loverboy." Cristina smugly said. That earned her a hiss and a glare from Alex. She smirked. Alex always found a way to crack her up. Even if it was just a glare, or a sarcastic comment, he managed to make her laugh

Alex sulked as he concentrated on the chart. "What makes you think that I'm talking to you?" His voice was full of resentment. He continued fixating his gaze on the chart and not looking at Cristina.

She placed a dollar in the vending machine and bent down to grab her Snicker bar. Plunging herself tirelessly next to the gurney Alex was sitting in, she sighs shaking her head. "You knew that I couldn't keep my mouth shut. And that's why you told me. You wanted me to tell Izzie what you felt. Admit it." She takes off a bite out of the candy bar.

This caught his attention. Did I really tell Cristina all of those things because I knew she couldn't keep a secret? He shook his head. No. Of course not. That's just plain ridiculous. But was it? He finally stopped focusing on the chart and looked at Cristina. "No I didn't." His voice fuming with anger and denial.

"Uhhh, yes you did." Cristina replied back abruptly with no hesitation.

"No, I didn't" This time his voice was unambiguous. Full of clarity on each syllable. But his voice still hinted denial in it.

"Yes you did." Cristina was having a blast torturing Alex. She stretched her arms yawning.

"No I did not!!" Alex yelled. He took off power walking, tucking the chart under his arm.

Cristina smirked and whispered quietly to herself shaking her head while finishing up her candy bar. "Yeah, you did."

"I heard that Yang." He retorted without looking back at her.

Cristina giggled aimlessly as she watched Alex walk away.

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Izzie finally found an on call room that was available. Luckily, no one else was in there. It was just her. She didn't have to listen to other people tossing and turning, snoring, or even sleep talking. She plunged down at one of the cots and fluffing up the pillows. She was finally dozing off to sleep until someone decided to open the door deafeningly and slamming it. What an ass whoever this person was. Here she was trying to catch sleep in a hospital bed because her and her "husband" were getting divorced. "Well, gee. Do me a favor and come in a little more noisily." She said without looking up.

Alex frowned. "Seriously, Iz. Stop with the sarcasm. It doesn't fit you." He plopped down on the cot that was adjacent to the bed she was laying in.

Izzie snapped her head up. "Well it wouldn't hurt if you would consider thinking about other people besides yourself." She said with a dull tone.

"Right. Because that's Alex-like. Being considerate towards other people." He snorted as he clasped his hands behind his head and staring at the bunk on top. He felt his anger fade when they started talking.

"You know what. I came here to sleep not chat. And I'm guessing you were too so let's just sleep okay." She tried her best not looking at him. Because if she looked at him then it would turn into a stare. And a stare would turn into a fixation. And then the fixation leads into approaching. And eyes meeting and leaning in for a kiss follow the approaching. And the kissing heads into touching. And the touching is followed by clothes being torn off. And Izzie did not want her scrubs torn off. She wanted to get some sleep.

"So go to sleep. You're the one that keeps on talking." Alex shifted into a more comfortable position.

Izzie groaned. Alex always found a way to annoy her. And when he was telling the truth and was right, he was even more annoying. "Ugh. You know what. I'm gonna find another on-call room that doesn't have an annoying guy who can't shut up." She gets up and heads to the door.

Alex sighed and got up. "No. You stay and I'll go. Besides, I'm supposed to be working on a chart anyway." He fixed his gaze on her. Their faces were no more than 7 inches apart. He could smell her perfume that she always loved wearing.

Izzie tried to avoid his gaze. Instead, of avoiding it, she looked at him intently. She closed her eyes and leaned in for a kiss. Alex was bemused at her actions and his first instinct was to kiss her back with tongue. He wanted to grab her and kiss her like it was the last kiss he was ever going to give. But something in the back of his head made him pause and think. He hesitated and instead of leaning in for a kiss, he backed up.

"Iz. You can't. You're married." Alex looked down at the floor with a saddened tone in his voice.

Izzie looked at him. She was surprised that he backed away from her. "Denny and I are getting a divorce, Alex." She winced. She shouldn't have said that.

Alex looked up at her with an alarmed expression. "What?"

Izzie knew she had this coming. "Alex. Look it's not what you think."

"What. That you're just using me because Denny decided to leave you, and now I'm just the rebound guy? Is that what you think I'm thinking?" His heart was beating rapidly and his face was drawn with hurt and betrayal.

"Alex, come on. I wanted a divorce. Isn't that what you want?" Izzie pleaded with her eyes. She tried to step closer to him but instead he just backed up some more.

"No. I want you to actually feel the same way that I feel about you. You're not even divorced yet, and already, you're trying to get over him by sleeping with me. I don't wanna be the rebound guy, Iz." He gathered all his things and left the room.

Izzie ran her hand through her hair pacing and trying to go over what she really wanted. Was I really just trying to use him as a rebound? Izzie sighed. Alex loved her. Loves her. And Denny wants a divorce. She needed to prove Alex that she doesn't want him as a rebound. She needed a way. A way to make him believe that she wanted to love him back.