I OWN NOTHING!

"Izzie!" Meredith said, running towards her friend. "Thank God you're alright!"

"I'm sorry if I scared you guys. I just couldn't stay in my room. All the dresses I threw on the floor, wasting time, therefore causing me to not be with Denny when, as a doctor, I was needed most. I just couldn't-"

"Shh," Alex said, rubbing her back. "There was nothing you could have done, Iz. You wouldn't have been able to save him…it's just those freak of nature things that happen to good people. You need to stop blaming yourself."

"I know. But I just can't, you know? I mean, I know, from med school and experience, that if something like a stroke happens, you can't exactly fix it. You could try, but damage will always be done. I just like to think that I would have been able to do something. It's hard. So hard."

"We're all here for you Izzie. We'll get you through this. We'll be here whenever you need us, okay?" Alex said, pulling Izzie towards his body, where she seemed to just collapse into.

"We should probably go. If you want, Izzie, I can go up to your room, get you your sweats, and you can change and make cookies and cake and cup cakes and all that stuff you back when you get upset. I'll send George to get tons of ice cream, and I can clean up your room so you won't be constantly reminded by the dresses. If you want, we can even switch rooms for awhile. We'll do whatever we can to make this even the slightest bit easier, even if it is just temporary," Meredith said, holding Izzie's hand.

"Thanks, Mer. That would be nice. Can we rent movies, too?"

"Of course. Anything you want."

"Just make sure it's a happy ending. I don't know if I can take anymore sadness."

"Of course. It'll be a chick flick/comedy night. How bout that."

"George, will you stay there? Watch the movies with us?"

"Sure. I'll do whatever you want. I'll go and buy a cart full of tampons if that would make you happier. Or at least laugh," George said.

"That would make me laugh," Alex said, chuckling at the idea of George pushing a cart filled with tampons.

"Will you come Alex?" Izzie asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"If you want me to, I'll be there with bells on."

"Alex, I'm so sorry!" Izzie said, bursting into tears.

"For what? You didn't do anything," Alex said, pulling her towards him, holding her in a protective manner.

"Yes I did," Izzie said, pulling away enough to talk to him. "When you and I were fighting about Denny, I told you that he, as a dying man, was twice the man you'll ever be. I didn't mean that. I was upset. And you've proven that you're one of the best men on this planet."

"Well, we all knew that already," Alex said, as Meredith and George glared angrily at him. Izzie started laughing.

"Thank you Alex. I needed that."

Back at the house:

"Can we call Cristina over?" Izzie asked.

"I don't think she'll be able to come. Burke's still in the hospital."

"Oh yeah. I forgot. I have to go back and apologize to him to. If it wasn't for me he probably wouldn't have been there when the guy started shooting."

"Iz, you've got to stop blaming yourself. No one else does," Meredith said.

"Okay, well then it's my turn to ask a question."

"Shoot."

"What exactly happened?"

"What do you mean?"

"With you and McVet and you and McDreamy."

"What did you hear?"

"I just kinda heard that when you were found, you were with McDreamy, rumpled clothed," Izzie asked, eyeing Meredith suspiciously.

"Izzie, this night is about what will make you feel better-"

"And that's what I'm trying to do. Please, Meredith. Tell me something that has absolutely nothing to do with me. It will momentarily allow my misery to lapse. Please?"

"Okay. If I tell you, you can not tell a soul. Okay?"

"I swear."

"Well, I was with Finn and we were dancing and he told me that when his wife died, he stopped making plans. Her car accident wasn't planned, obviously, therefore, he believed that you can't plan life because nothing goes according to plan…although true, you need to plan still. But anyways, he told me he now has plans; because of me. I thought it was all nice and yadda yadda yadda until, when I looked over his shoulder, I saw Derek staring at me while he was dancing with Addison. I excused myself from Finn, telling him I needed to get some air, and I went into an exam room. Derek, must have done the same thing with Addison because he followed me into the exam room. I told him he can't look at me anymore. That when he looks at me, I feel as though I can't breathe. And I want to be happy with Finn. I really truly do. But I can't with Derek around all the time."

"And? What did he say to that?"

"He told me that he didn't want to look at me. He'd rather look at his wife. He hates that he gets sick to his stomach when he thinks of his vet touching me. And then-"

"And then what?"

"They sleep together," Callie, who went unnoticed for the entire conversation.

"How long have you been standing there?" Izzie said, angry at the intruder.

"It's okay, Iz. Callie's the one who came in and got me when you needed us all. And I deserve any comment about what happened. I deserve it," Meredith said, staring at the ground.

"You broke George's heart. You played with it in your hands like dough and then you smashed it to the ground and stomped on it a couple hundred times. You made him scared of love. You made having a relationship with him so difficult. But no matter how badly you hurt George, you were hurt so many times worse. I don't hold it against you anymore. When I walked in on you and McDreamy-I believe that's what you all call him-I saw it in your eyes. Which is why I fixed your dress for you. Which is why I didn't say anything to him, you, his wife, or the chief. But I do hate one thing about you Meredith," Callie said.

"And what's that?"

"That I can't hate you. No matter how hard I try, I can't hate you. I can't force myself to believe you are the evil super bitch I should. I've gotten to know a little more about you, and I sympathize for you…I don't feel sorry for you, but I sympathize for you. I think we could be friends, if you would allow that. And I'd like to become friends with you too Izzie. I want George to be a part of my life, and the only way to make him happy is to be friends…and I'll admit; the idea of the three of us being friends doesn't sound as bad as I had originally thought."

"It doesn't sound bad at all to me," Meredith said.

"I guess that would be alright," Izzie said.

"Izzie, I'm sorry about what happened with Denny. I am truly sorry."

"That's okay. I mean, I've got friends all around me…all of them under this roof."

"So, we're all friends then?" Callie asked.

"Yes," Meredith and Izzie said together.

"Okay, well, as friends, I have to ask Meredith. Who are you going to choose? McDreamy or McVet?"

"Yeah, Mer, who are you going to choose?"