Chapter 3: The plot thickens

The day continued as normally as possible. Patients came and went. Bailey was at the interns at least twice for wasting time. The four interns went to the locker room at the end of their shift and quickly changed out of their scrubs, George kept his eyes focused on the inside of his locker as the girls changed at either side of him.

"Jesus George, what is so interesting about your locker?" commented the half naked Christina, who then pulled her shirt over her head

George went bright red in the cheeks. Why did Christina have to focus on it! Why! He dismissed it and continued to change. Izzie sat beside him, pulling on her leather boots. George couldn't help glancing at her petit ankles and well tones calves. He was pulled out of his gaze by Meredith sitting down on the other side, facing the other direction.

When they were all changed, they left the hospital together. Christina, on the end of the group, looked sideways as she left the hospital, to find Burke staring at her, mouth half open. She tried a smile, but the sickness made it look more like a grimace. Burke looked concerned. Christina quickly faced the front and walked out.

Back at the house

Christina went upstairs as soon as the four got home. The other four stood at the bottom of the stairs and heard the bathroom door slam shut. They continued into the living room, where Meredith collapsed on the couch. Izzie and George continued to the kitchen. They both went to the coffee machine.

"You know what, I don't feel like coffee" Izzie blurted

"Me neither, drink?" George said, walking to the fridge. He took out two bottles, and took the tops of both of them. He handed one to Izzie, who was now sat on the worktop. George lent against a worktop on the opposite side of the room. There was silence as they sat drinking their beers.

Meredith walked in, holding her head. She went to a draw and took out two aspirin. She went to the sink, got some water and took the pills. She then turned and merely mumbled "I'm off to bed." And walked out. Izzie and George were left alone with a silence between them. George took a sip of his beer and then said

"Do you wanna go into the living room and watch some TV".

"Sure" Izzie jumped down easily from the counter and walked into the living room. She sat on one end of the sofa, George on the other. They turned on the TV and found a movie. They both sat there, Izzie was wriggling uncomfortably. She edged closer to the middle of the couch. George slouched slightly, diagonally across the couch so the space between them was very small. Izzie was lying back against the couch.

George looked round the room uncomfortably before resting his eyes on Izzie. She was watching the TV, a scary movie from about 1998. George sat up and lent across to the coffee table, placing his beer upon it. As he went to lean back, Izzie jumped and instinctively buried her head in his chest. George didn't know what to do.

"is it over yet?"

"Erm…….yeah, its ok"

"I'm sorry….." Izzie stopped mid sentence and looked up at George.

"Erm…its ok" George whispered. He was finding it difficult to get the words out.

Izzie looked at the TV, and then rested her head on George's shoulder, who had now laid backwards on the sofa, with Izzie's body next to him. His arm was along the back of the sofa, cuddling Izzie's shoulders. Another scary bit, and Izzie again nestled into his chest. His arms came round her and grabbed hold of her shoulder, comforting her. Izzie looked up and their eyes met once again. She lifted her head level with his and they sat looking at each other. They stayed this way for what seemed like an eternity, until their heads met and they were locked in a kiss.

The next morning, Meredith awoke with a still slightly painful head. She sleepily went down the stairs. In the living room she found Izzie and George cuddled up together. They both awoke at the sound of Meredith approaching, but didn't move apart.

"Hi George"

"Hi Izzie"

"We slept here all night"

"I know you fell asleep and I didn't want to wake you"

"Oh. Listen George about what happened last night…"

"Izzie, its ok, we only kissed. No big deal."

"George, what if I wanted it to be a big deal"

Meredith looked back from the kitchen to see the two of them talking. She took another two aspirin then walked through the living room and back to her room. She barely registered Izzie and George kiss. It was only until she got to the top of the stairs that she realised what had happened. She shook it off dismissively

"you're still dreaming Meredith"

and with that she went back into her room and closed the door and fell back to sleep