The happy couple decided on a date six months out. That would give Denny time to recover enough to last through such a long day. Now, there was just a wedding to plan.
"Hey, Meredith! Wait up!" Izzie shouted trying to catch Meredith getting into the elevator.
"Whoa, Iz, what's up with you?" Meredith said giggling. "You never run after me like that. Is everything okay?"
"Yeah. Yeah. I'm fine, but this is important. I'm not good at these sorts of things, so I'm just going to go for it. I don't have many friends here, and I definitely don't have friends as close as you, well, besides George. I was just curious…if maybe…you would be my maid of honor."
Meredith, taken back to be asked for such a prestigious role, replies "Wow! Didn't see that one coming. I mean…I expected to be asked to be in your wedding, but maid of honor? I would be honored."
"Do you think that Christina…well…would be in my wedding, too? She and I haven't really been the closest."
Rolling her eyes, Meredith replied "Seriously! You worry too much. Christina may appear cold, but she does like you. I don't foresee a problem. I think she'd be honored, as well. Ser..ious..ly."
And Meredith was right. Christina, appearing less than enthused, glared at Izzie after being asked. She would never let Izzie know that she would actually maybe enjoy being in her wedding. As she started to walk away from the nurse's station, she retorted "Yeah, yeah. Alright. Fine. I'll be in your stink'n' wedding."
Denny, not having any close family of his own, agreed to have George and Alex (yes, Alex) be his side of the party…George of course being the best man.
"Hey.." Denny exclaimed, "…if George is your best friend, then he must be a good man. Any best friend of yours is a friend of mine. Of course he can be my best man, honey, if that's whom you think best. And hey, Alex isn't really that bad either." Starting to whisper, he leans in close and adds, "To tell you the truth, I've always kind of liked him. Him and I, well, we had a common bond…caring for you." He winks and settles back in for an afternoon nap.
There was only one thing left to do.
"Chief?" Izzie said hesitantly as she entered Chief Weber's office. "I know you have no reason to say yes to this. It's kind of a strange request, but you see, I never really knew my father. I was raised by a single mother, and since she wants more to play the mother of the bride role than the father role, I have no one to walk me down the aisle. You are the closest father figure I have right now, so, just maybe, would you consider walking me down the aisle?"
The Chief looked up from his paperwork…tears briefly escaping from his eyes. "Izzie Stevens, I would be honored."
So the first step was complete. The perfect wedding party was picked.