-1Chapter 36
Alex's POV
I just had to do the hardest thing I've ever had to do, tell a woman that her baby wasn't going to make it….there was no hope of recovery. After leaving the room I went straight to the restroom and threw up. As a surgeon I've had lots of experience telling patient's family's that their loved ones were gone….but somehow today it hit me harder than it ever had before. I pushed open the door to the stall; he stood at the sink watching me as I washed my hands and sipped the water from the faucet. I knew he would ask me a million questions so I swished the luke warm water in my mouth for an extra minute, dreading the interrogation.
"You okay?" I'm shocked by the concern laced in his words.
I shrug, hoping he would drop it. "I'm fine….I had the chicken salad for lunch. It must've been bad." The look on his face tells me he isn't going to let it go that easy.
"I had the chicken salad too….and I'm not sick." I knew I should've said tuna.
"Alright look O'Malley, I don't want to talk about it." I exited the bathroom trying to escape but George being George couldn't leave things alone. He followed so close behind me if I stopped quickly he'd run into me. I slowed and spun around. "George!"
"I'm just…you know, if you wanna talk about it….." He started to ramble and I can't stand when he does it, so I cut him off mid sentence.
"Talk about what exactly?" I ask, curious as to what he has heard.
"Olivia told me there is this rumor about you…." He shifts around nervously, careful not to look me in the eyes.
"A rumor huh? Izzie didn't tell you anything?" I ask, slightly scared of his answer. George was Izzie's best friend and though I expected she told him everything already a part of me hoped she didn't.
He carefully studied my expression as he thought about the answer. "Izzie didn't tell me anything….Olivia overheard it at the nurse's station this morning. Is it true?" I sigh, knowing they will find out about my baby soon enough. "Did you and Izzie run off to Vegas and get married this weekend?"
Did I hear that right? He thinks Izzie and I eloped, they all do. I looked around and realized for the first time that a few of the nurses were staring at me and speaking in hushed voices, as a matter of fact it had been like that all day. I just thought it was because I declared my love for Izzie in front of a church full of people at her 'almost' wedding to Mark Sloan. It all made sense. "George I…"
"You're having second thoughts? Cause when I eloped with Callie….I puked too. Well it was actually not because of being married but ….look how well that turned out." Did I mention I hate the rambling?
"Izzie and I aren't married George and if we were I wouldn't be puking in the bathroom like a pussy. I'd be happy about it." More like ecstatic.
I turn and continue until I reach the steps. "Then why were you puking in the bathroom like a pussy?"
My shoulders tensed and I paused briefly, lowering my head. "Dude, I said I didn't wanna talk about it."
I left him standing there amongst the whispering nurses to find Izzie, I promised her I'd meet her and I'm anxious to see her reaction when I tell her everyone thinks we're married.