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"He's gone now, you're going to be fine. Okay?" he turned her head to his to look in her eyes and make sure she was listening. He could see the bruise forming on her cheek and kissed it lightly. She pulled his lips to hers and kissed him softly. He pulled away in shock leaving Izzie to stutter.
"I'm, I'm, oh my god, I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me. I, uh, I..." But Derek was looking at the front door where Meredith was standing looking through the glass.
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Izzie put her head in her hands as she tried to deal with everything going on around her. How had she gotten herself into such a mess? She looked up again to see Meredith turn and slowly walk away from the door. Derek jumped up and rushed through the door before Meredith ran to her car. "Meredith, wait!" he called grabbing her arm. She yanked herself out of his grip and glared at him.
"For what? For you to tell me it wasn't what I think it is?" she snapped.
"It wasn't." he sighed knowing it was futile.
"I don't know what to think with you anymore Derek. After all the lies I'll never know when you're telling the truth. I have to go." she turned to her car then turned back to Derek. "Just a minute, this is my house, why am I leaving?" she stormed past Derek and slammed the door behind her. Izzie saw Meredith come through the door and stood up to explain what had happened. "Don't speak!" she snapped before scaling the stairs and locking herself in her bedroom.
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"Can you at least acknowledge my existence?" Meredith and Izzie had been dancing around each other all morning but now Izzie was sick of it. Meredith still ignored her, pouring herself a cup of coffee. "I'm sorry Mer, please just talk to me?"
"So it's okay for you not to want to talk about your life but it's not for me?" Meredith asked finally.
"That's not fair."
"I can think of a lot of things that aren't fair." Meredith said coldly pulling her bag over her shoulder and leaving for work.
"She'll get over it...eventually." George comforted Izzie. "She's just, sensitive when it comes to Derek, after what he did with the whole Addison thing."
"Well I think my problems are a bit worse than her lovers quarrel." Izzie fumed grabbing her bag and coffee mug.
"This is going to be a long day." George muttered to himself following Izzie out to the car.
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It was lunch for the interns and Cristina, Izzie and George were sitting at their usual table, eating lunch. "Izzie, that bruise is a real shiner, maybe you should borrow some concealer or something. Cristina suggested looking at the violet mark high on Izzie's cheekbone.
"I'm fine really." Izzie said covering her face with her hand.
"Whatever. What happened, because I know you didn't run into the freezer?"
"It doesn't matter, okay? If you don't believe me, don't. I've got bigger things on my mind."
"Like what?"
"Like what happened between her and McDreamy last night." George interrupted receiving a glare from Izzie.
"Ooh, do tell."
"It was all a big understanding that Meredith isn't mature enough to let me explain."
"So, you're saying, you kissed McDreamy and Meredith saw and now she hates you?" Cristina asked Izzie.
"In a nutshell." Izzie replied playing with her salad.
"Man, no wonder she's acting like she's got a pole up her ass." Cristina laughed leaning back in her chair, resting her arms behind her head. George kicked Cristina under the table as Meredith joined them at that moment.
"Who's got a pole up their ass?" Meredith asked setting her tray on the table.
"Bailey!" they all shouted simultaneously.
"Hmm, interesting." Meredith raised an eyebrow. "Listen, if you like eating pole-free at lunch I'll just go then." she said picking her tray up again.
"That has to be the stupidest thing you've ever said." Cristina shook her head in disbelief.
"What, worse than the 'I'm a drain with an open sink' metaphor?" Izzie laughed.
"Okay, I get the message." Meredith said walking away.
"Smooth." George said.
"What do you mean smooth." Izzie glared at him.
"Well, if you want Meredith to forgive you that's not exactly the way to go about it."
"Who says I want her to forgive me?" Izzie grumbled.
"Well, it looks like you're in short supply of friends at the moment." Cristina said nodding to Alex who had been heading their way but spotted Izzie and walked away.
"He doesn't know, does he?" Izzie asked anxiously.
"You know the only thing that spreads quicker than disease around here is gossip. I'm sure the nurses are probably making up for the lack of juice lately." Cristina explained.
"Perfect, just perfect. My life can't get any better." the words had only just left her mouth when she saw her father enter the cafeteria.
