"So is this what you brought me in here for?"

Callie says between giggles as George kisses her neck. He looks her in the eye and smiles.

"Well, yeah. I don't know of any other reason to drag you into a rarely used storage room other than to smooch on you"

He kisses her.

"You're coming with us right? We're officially off the clock"

"Do you want me to go home with you?"

"I always want you to come home with me."

He smiles sheepishly and she kisses him again.

"You are such a dork."

George's pager goes off and he looks at it and groans.

"Ugh, I hate when she does that. It's Meredith. She's waiting for us in the car."

"Why is she--oh, never mind. I know why"

"I told her I'd say a quick hello to Preston and bring you back with me. Denny's funeral is today and Izzie wants to stop by"

"Okay. Well, you go say hello to Burke, I'll go get some clothes and I'll meet you in the car."

She begins to walk away but he pulls her back to kiss her.

"Wait. She can wait."

Before he can kiss her, his pager goes off again.

"Why are there so many women in my life!"

Callie laughs.

"We better get going or she's going to leave us."

She gives him a quick peck on the lips and walks out of the storage room. George's pager goes off again. He looks at it.

"I'm coming!"

He follows Callie out the door.

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"I'm just saying. It's got to be against the rules."

George sits in the back seat of Meredith's car, his arm around Callie, who is yawning for about the third time in the last five minutes. Meredith is in the driver's seat while the passenger seat is empty. They are all, formally dressed in black, waiting for Izzie to come out of the house.

"We can't just go the man's funeral. We don't know him."

"Didn't know him. He's dead."

Meredith corrects him.

"Well--"

Callie begins.

"If it makes you feel better, you knew him probably as well as Izzie knew him."

George glares at her.

"What? Look, I get that she's sad but, she didn't know him. He was a patient of hers and she let him get to her. She's never going to get over this if someone doesn't make her see it."

Meredith sighs heavily and turns herself around to look at them,

"She's right. After the funeral. You have to talk to her, George."

"What? Why me?"

"She likes you."

"She likes you too."

"Yeah, but I am not emotionally capable of taking care of her properly. You are."

"Yeah, but--"

He looks at Callie for support but she just shrugs.

"Don't look at me, she's your family, right?"

There is a slight hint of sarcasm in her voice and so he lets out a defeated sigh.

"This isn't fair."

"I just wish we could have had some time to sleep before we left."

Callie says, yawning yet again. Just as they begin to quiet down and the radio is softly playing, Cristina bangs on the passenger window, making all of them jump up and scream.

"Hey!"

She says, with a smile. Meredith is hyperventilating, Callie is sitting up clutching her chest and George is--looking horrified. Period.

She opens the car door and sticks her head in.

"What's the matter? Thought I was the dead guy?"

"What is wrong with you? What are you doing here anyway? I thought you were going to stay with Preston."

"I'm not here for you, Bambi. Relax. I decided to come after all. Where's Izz?"

"Inside."

Meredith answers as Cristina climbs in the back seat, next to Callie.

"Hey Callie, how are you?"

"Fine, thanks, how about you?"

"Fine. I like your shirt."

"Thanks. I like your pants."

George and Meredith both stare at Callie and Cristina, mouth agape.

"What, Meredith?"

"Nothing."

She says, smiling.

"Everybody's so nice today, that's all."

"Well, some of us are trying, Meredith. So, how are you doing? Given up your role of the mistress yet?"

"I don't know, exactly."

"Hmm…"

A sound from outside draws their attention and they all turn to see Izzie walk out the door in a simple black dress and a gray coat. Her hair down and wavy. She looks sad but still unbelievably beautiful. They all fall suddenly silent. Meredith reaches for radio's off button as she climbs in the passenger seat without saying a word.

"Izzie, are you okay?"

Cristina asks.

"I'm fine. Can we go?"

Meredith starts the car.

"Yeah. Let's go."

They pull out from the parking spot and drive off.

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