Opal Dreams and Magnolia Memories
Izzie and Alex get a surprising call from Seattle ... its kind of a short chapter and will be important to the sequel, which is already in production.
Also, this story is completely written, so the last 6 chapters should appear pretty quickly over the next several days, if people still seem to be interested, so please review!
Izzie planned to use Tuesday as a sightseeing day for Alex. He had been in Savannah for four days and had yet to really see what really made the town special. All he had seen was her apartment, the hospital, Alaniah, and Hollyton.
They slept until about nine and Izzie cooked breakfast.
They sat at her rarely used dining table, eating eggs and pancakes.
"I missed your pancakes almost as much as I missed the muffins."
"I'm seriously going to have to start mailing you muffins."
They smiled at each other, but further conversation was interrupted by Izzie's cell. She looked at the caller ID.
"The Hospital?"
"No. It's Meredith. ... Hello?"
"Izzie. Hi. How are you. How's Alex?"
"I'm fine, and he is eating my pancakes, so he's great."
"Well, at least he's getting fed better with you."
"I heard about your cooking attempts."
"Don't start. I'm too happy for you to start in on me about anything."
Alex finished his food and stood to take his and Izzie's plate to the kitchen to put them in the dishwasher.
"What are you in such a good mood for. It's like 5am in Seattle."
"That's why I called you. I had to talk to someone, and people around here would kill me if I called them this early in the morning."
"Which begs the question ... Why are you so happy? What happened to dark and twisty Meredith Grey."
"Izzie, you know that she went away a while ago. Also ..., its not Grey anymore."
It took a second for the comment to sink in.
"Wait, what?!"
Alex looked up from the kitchen at her exclamation.
"I'm not Meredith Grey anymore ... I'm Meredith Shepard."
"Seriously!?"
"Seriously."
"Wait. You had a wedding without me!"
"We went to the justice of the peace last night."
"No wedding? Meredith ... seriously!"
"Izzie. If you'll just listen for a minute ... "
The voice that answered was not Izzie's.
"Sorry Mer. She threw the phone at me and went to pout in the bathroom. So you got hitched, huh?"
"Yeah, it was sort of a spur of the moment thing. I think Izzie was expecting me to have a big formal affair with flowers and cake and crap."
"You're not the formal flowers and cake and crap kind of girl."
"Would you past that along to Izzie."
"Sure thing."
"And will you also tell her that, um, I'm pregnant."
"Seriously?"
"Seriously. That's why we wanted a low key wedding."
"When are you due?"
"Not sure exactly. It's still pretty early. We're guesstimating around early March."
"Sounds about right."
"So how's Savannah?"
He heard the shower come on in the bathroom, so he knew Izzie would be a while.
"It's great. Mer, she's thriving here. I don't remember the last time I saw her this happy."
"I'm glad. Do you like the city?"
"It really is as nice as she said. It's hot as hell, but I don't worry about getting rained on all the time. I haven't seen a lot of the downtown area that is so famous, but that's on the agenda today."
"What have you been doing all this time? I know you haven't spent all of your time in bed. ... You haven't, have you?"
"No! We went to the beach, hung out on a, uh, farm, and performed an emergency c-section at a clinic at what is quite possibly the edge of civilization."
"Alex!"
"Okay, maybe not quite, but it was close."
"I'm glad you are having fun. Look, I need to go. Tell Izzie not to be mad at me about the wedding. She can go crazy with the flowers and cake and crap at her own wedding."
The thought of Izzie in a white gown briefly entered Alex's thoughts.
"Tell her to call me whenever. Bye, Alex."
"Bye, Mrs. Shepard."
"That's Dr. Shepard, Karev!"
"Bye, Mer."
"Later, Alex."
He finished cleaning up the kitchen while he waited for Izzie to finish her shower. When she did, she sliently fixed her hair and got dressed. She reentered the kitchen in a short denim skirt and pink tank top and white flip flops.
"Shower's yours," she said as she sat on the bar stool glumly.
"Iz."
"What?!"
"Are you still mad at Meredith?"
"No," she lied.
"Izzie."
"Fine. I love weddings. I was going to help Meredith make plans. We had even talked about it. She said she wanted simple, and I almost had her sold on daisies because they weren't as formal as roses. I had plans, and she knew how important it was to me to be able to help her with it. And then she and McDreamy go off and get hitched at the courthouse!"
"If you had just let her explain, rather than hurling the phone at me, you might understand why they did it."
"What are you talking about, Alex? She's just being selfish like she always has been."
"Izzie, she's pregnant."
She just stared at him in surprise.
"She tried to tell you, but you wouldn't listen. That's why they wanted something small and low key."
"She's having a baby?"
He nodded as he watched the frown on her face slowly change shape. If there was one thing Izzie liked more that weddings, it was babies. Soon she had a full on smile on her face.
"I've got to call her and apologize!"
He handed the phone to her and she moved into the living room to talk to Meredith. He finished up in the kitchen and as he moved toward the bathroom, he overheard Izzie say something about a "huge baby shower."
Shaking his head, he chuckled to himself, thinking that somethings really never change.
