Chapter 10

Izzie was on hold waiting for the phone to be picked up.

"Hello, are you still there?" a voice on the other line said.

"Yes, hello, my name is Isobel Stevens and I have an eleven year old daughter, I'm looking to register at this school."

"Okay Mrs. Stevens, what is your daughter's name?"

"Um, Hannah, and its Dr. Stevens."

"Okay Dr. Stevens, if you want to come in with your daughter tomorrow morning and fill out the necessary forms Hannah can start tomorrow."

"That's great, and is it okay if she is possibly only a temporary student?"

"Of course, we have many of those; we will just try to integrate her as much as possible."

"Um, thanks, I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Alright, goodbye, Dr. Stevens."

Izzie got off the phone and looked over at the stairs, Hannah was coming down, still dressed in the clothes that she had been in the accident in.

"Okay Hannah, are you ready to go?"

"Um, okay."

Hannah and Izzie headed out the door to Izzie's car and got in. They drove to the mall in silence still awkward in each others company.

"Alright, um what is your favourite store?" Izzie asked when they arrived.

"I don't know mostly my mom shopped for me."

"Okay, well let's just look around then."

They walked through the mall past all the stores Izzie usually shopped at until they arrived at a store that looked suitable. Izzie flew into action, she was an expert shopper and best of all she still had a million discounts from when she had been a model.

"Hey Hannah, look at this it's really cute, oh we need to get you jeans, everyone needs a pair of jeans, oh and lots of tops, I hear that people wear like a different shirt everyday these days."

"Um, Izzie?" Hannah muttered.

"Yeah?"

"I've, um, I've never really been shopping before."

"What?! I mean why- how did you get all your clothes?"

"My- my mom bought them."

"Okay," said Izzie understandingly, "Well, I'll just have to show you. Sao what you do is just look through the racks until you find something that you like or think is pretty and then you take it into the changing rooms and try it on."

They looked in silence for a while, Izzie had a heap of hangers and clothes on her arm, but Hannah still hadn't picked anything out. She seemed to be staring at something finally she reached out and picked up a short blue, dress.

"Um, Izzie," she said worriedly, "what about this one?

"Oh, Hannah, that's gorgeous, it's perfect for school, in summer, do you want to go try it on now?"

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Meredith showed up at work early that day, all of the first year residents (except Izzie) were meeting with Bailey to discuss things and then privately with their chosen attending and Dr. Bailey. In the locker room Meredith met Christina who looked faintly worried.

"What's up?"

"Hahn," sighed Christina, "What if she doesn't want to teach me, what if she tells Bailey she won't do it?"

"Christina!" sighed Meredith, "You're worried about your resident? Come on I'm with Derek, well not with, with he's with Rose and sure we did the clinical trial and all and we're like moving on but I still can't get him out of my head, and he's still around all the time and even though he is with Rose-"

"Meredith," sighed Christina patiently.

"Sorry, the point is I'm still way more screwed up than you."

"Thanks, lets go."

"Seriously! You need to get something new to boast your self confidence."

"Ah, but this works so well, besides I don't need my self confidence raised."

"Fine lets go."

They walked into the conference room where Derek, Bailey, Chief, Hahn and Alex were waiting. They sat in awkward silence for what seemed like and sage waiting to start.

"Where the hell is Sloan?" Bailey asked annoyed.

"I'm here," said Mark sliding into the room, "Sorry, I was ah, shall we say preoccupied."

"We don't care what you were doing," said Bailey, "let's get started."

"All right," said Chief, "Here's how this is going to work, every other shift will be normal, we will have a rotation as to who you get, and you will work in all areas, but the shifts in between you will be assigned to your chosen specialty. Since Stevens, is not here nothing is finalised but this how it will work for now.'

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"Hannah," Izzie called anxiously from outside the curtained changing room, "do you want to show me?'

There was no reply. Izzie reached out and slowly pulled back the curtain. Hannah's, sweatshirt and weird old corduroys were lying on the floor. Hannah stood in front of the mirror revelling in her own appearance.

"Oh Hannah," breathed Izzie, "You look beautiful."

Just like me when I was young she thought.

Author: Okay the next chapter isn't going to be much Izzie/Hannah, more other residents and the attendings. Hope you liked it. Please, please review. Sorry about the wait.