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"So, it's true then." Meredith entered the room. She rounded on Derek pointed at him. "I would've thought you were above this, Derek. What happened to all that crap you said about loving me?"

"Meredith." He looked at her for a moment; he was at a loss at to what to say to her.

"Don't Meredith me!! You are having sex with Izzie." Meredith now pointed at Izzie.

"You're having sex with Mark." Derek told her back.

"So, are you just trying to get even with me then?" Meredith asked pathetically. "Are you trying to hurt me, Derek?" Then she began to cry a little and Derek went to hug her. He couldn't help it. It was an instinct, when a woman was crying he needed to comfort.

"Derek?" Izzie said his name in a quiet voice.

He turned to her and Izzie saw the look on his face. He tried to cover it, but he hadn't been quick enough. He looked tormented. She saw him rubbing Meredith's back soothingly and Izzie had enough. She stood up and brushed past them to leave to room. She was expecting Derek to come after her, and it broke her heart when he didn't.

Izzie was standing at the end of a patient's bed looking at a chart when she saw Derek out of the corner of her eye. He was standing with Meredith. Izzie wanted to launch something at him for being such an ass but she resisted. She focused back on the patient and tried to ignore them all together.

"It's not broken. It just needs some stitches." Izzie pulled a tray and a stool next to the patient. His name was Andrew Macallister and he was a hottie. He was in his mid 30's and had the body of a twenty year old. His thick brown hair was slightly wavy. He had brown eyes the color of coffee. All in all, he was a gorgeous man. He also had a gash running down his left arm.

"How'd you do this anyway?" Izzie asked him as she began to clean the wound.

"Sailing. The water was a little rough, I wasn't paying enough attention." He told her simply with a small shrug and a smile.

"I've never been sailing; however, I would suggest you pay more attention next time." Izzie told him.

"Well, if I didn't know better I'd think you were concerned about me, Dr. Stevens." Andrew said with a flirty grin.

"Hmmm….I just don't want to have to keep stitching you up. It takes a lot of time I could be spending elsewhere." She shot back. She was trying to ignore his flirting, but he was cute and she was mad. It was tougher by the minute.

"Dr. Stevens…" He said then trailed off for a minute. "Is there anything less formal that I can call you?"

"You mean like a first name?" She said looking at him with a wide grin. "It's Isobel."

"Isobel. Nice name." He told her, then began to study her more thoroughly. "Yeah. You're definitely an Isobel. Sexy, smart, with a great smile; it fits."

"Aww…was that a compliment?" She said in mock surprise.

"Truth, lady. I just speak truth." He said. "What would you say if I invited you out to dinner with me tonight. I'm not asking, of course, just making idle conversation."

"Why? You scared of being shot down? Can't handle rejection?" She asked and began stitching his wound. He winced a little.

"No. I fear that being rejected by you would scar me forever." He said and Izzie couldn't help but laugh. She had to admit that he was charming.

"I'm actually kind of seeing someone right now." Izzie told him.

"Kind of seeing someone?" He asked slowly, then thought about that for a moment. "Is he an intelligent man?"

Izzie looked up at him. "Who said anything about a man?" Izzie laughed at his expression. "I'm kidding. He and I are just dating at the moment, nosy."

"So, if it's just dating, then why say no to me?" Andrew asked. "Since when aren't you allowed to date two people at once?" He asked.

Izzie opened her mouth to say no, but saw Derek and Meredith and found herself agreeing. "Sure."

Andrew pulled a face. "Only a sure? Most girls are overjoyed to have the pleasure of my company." He joked and Izzie frowned at him a little.

"Yeah. That's not so appealing." Izzie told him. Andrew laughed at Izzie's honesty. Most girls weren't honest with him.

"Dr. Stevens, can I speak with you for a moment?" Derek stood next to Izzie. He smiled briefly at Andrew then focused on Izzie.

"I'm a little busy at the moment," Izzie said then looked up to glare at him.

"It won't take long." He shot back at her.

She let out a dramatic sigh then glared back at him again. "No, I really can't." She smiled at him tightly. His pager went off and he looked at it.

"Dammit," He said when he saw who it was. "We're talking about this tonight," Derek said and walked away. Izzie just ground her teeth.

"He must be the kind of seeing someone." Andrew said with a teasing grin. Izzie just looked at him mildly. "Well, I'll pick you up tonight at 8?" Izzie was putting a bandage over his stitches and smiled her agreement.

"Sure 8." Izzie then gave him her address and finished her notes on his chart.

So, her date was a failure. I mean, Andrew was hot, single, sexy, and completely loaded. There was just one problem: he wasn't Derek. And that wasn't something that Izzie saw herself get over anytime soon. She'd tried. She really had. She'd laughed at his jokes and flirted till she could flirt no more, but it just wasn't right. It was a ridiculous idea and exactly what she knew would happen. She lay in her bed and stared at her ceiling. She'd waited for Meredith to come home that night, but of course she didn't and now, Izzie found herself wondering if she was out with Derek.

All night, Izzie had avoided Derek's calls. Now, that she was home and alone in her bed, she wished that she hadn't. She was tempted to drive straight over to Derek's house. She didn't because she wasn't entirely sure that Meredith wouldn't be there. She finally fell into a troubled sleep.

The next day at the hospital, Izzie tried her hardest to ignore Meredith and her glares. It was hard though because Meredith seemed like she was always around. It was driving Izzie crazy. It didn't help that Derek was avoiding Izzie. His behavior, more than making her feel sorry for herself, was beginning to really piss her off.

"Stevens, you wanna help me with a surgery?" Callie stood next to Izzie. Izzie looked at her with a stunned expression.

"I…Seriously?" Izzie didn't know how to react.

"Yes." Callie just stared at Izzie waiting for her answer. Izzie was relieved to have something to do, other than worry about her man issues.

"Yes. I really do."

a/n: Here, finally, is the update. I'm sorry if it sucks and that it took so long to get out. But this story suddenly became hard for me to write and I've been so busy!! So, reviews are appreciated and loved!! I think there is only one chapter left and then it will be over. So, please review and thanks for reading!!