Ok so this isn't great. I apologize. Hope you have fun reading it though. Lot of love to Team McStizzie. Read and Review because when you don't an angel loses its wings.

It struck him as funny that airplane rides with Seattle somewhere on the ticket seemed to be the ones that began the most interesting chapters in his life. First is was a transcontinental booty call. That chapter had ended with the flight out of Seattle to Miami. He recalled it now with a smile. He had gotten on that plane expecting to go to a city that would embrace his talents and where he could live the life of a bachelor in peace. In Miami he wasn't seeking redemption. He also wasn't seeking love. It's odd how when you stop looking for something it decides to find you. There was no way of knowing it at that time, but it intrigued him when he saw Dr. Isobel Stevens board the plane that day. The same Isobel Stevens, well it was Sloan now, that was sitting next to him now holding both his hand and their daughter. He remembered that she was wearing a blue dress. It fit her well. She didn't notice him as she had taken her seat, and he hadn't wanted her to. He had been going to Miami to forget Seattle not to reminisce about the old times. It wasn't until she got up to go to the bathroom, that she saw him. She had cocked one perfectly shaped eyebrow. He had winked at her. Following protocol she had rolled her eyes. Neither of them had spoken a word.

It was the wink that had stuck with her. Izzie was thinking about the first time they had seen each other on the plane. Well the first time they had made eye contact at least. She hated plane rides. Unfortunately she had pasted that on to her little girl. Thank goodness she was asleep now. Emily was in her mother's lap fast asleep holding onto a floppy rabbit. It was an endearing sight to see the little family. If you had told her five years ago it was her destiny to end up with Mark Sloan for the rest of her life, she would have promptly exited the plane, put her big girl panties on and dealt with facing George and Callie everyday. As luck would have it there were no fortune tellers present that day, so she had gone to Miami. They hadn't spoken a word on the plane. That was fine with Izzie. She wanted to have a new life in Florida without the old one darkening her doorstep. First there was the plane ride, then there was the night club. She recalled that memory with crystal clear clarity. She was wearing a black dress and her favorite pair of high heels. Red lipstick and a smile that could launch ships. She was a knockout. She had been chatting up a cute boy, when he had whispered in her ear..."You're a long way from home." She had wanted to ignore him, but he was radiating heat and masculinity.

"Hello, Dr. Sloan."

"Hello, Izzie."

"No formalities?"

"Not tonight. We are both in this city for whatever reason, and tonight you are just a girl and I'm just a guy. We don't know anything about each other. I'm going to ask you to dance, and you are going to say yes. I'll be charming and you will be witty. Then it will end and we will go our separate ways without any expectations."

"Well, okay then."

"I didn't expect you to be so complacent."

"I thought you didn't know anything about me."

"Touche. Would you care to dance."

"Yes."

They had danced. He had been charming. Their exchange of words had been few. She had never expected to see him after that. It was a beginning. But now that she was thinking about it maybe that wink was the beginning. She never really hated Mark Sloan after he requested her presence on the twins surgery. She respected his abilities, but was more indifferent to him as a person. After that dance though, she decided that he was growing on her and if she did see him again she would smile at him instead of roll her eyes. She smiled thinking about how that was the first step to where she now sat. Her train of thought was interrupted by the announcement of their arrival.

They were now driving to the hotel. Izzie knew if Meredith could have reached her she would have probably insisted that she stay with them. Izzie was glad Meredith couldn't reach her. She didn't believe that she could just walk back into Seattle and expect everyone to be totally ok. She had left abruptly, and she was sure that she would have to deal with that as well as explaining how she came to be Mrs. McSteamy. She wanted to go to the hospital alone. Mark wouldn't understand. He loved her and it was his love for her that would cause the fight that would inevitably happen. The hard part was finding the time for it, because they didn't argue in font of Emily. Finally they pulled up at Seattle's finest hotel.

Mark collapsed on the bed as soon as he opened the door. And a few seconds later there was a giggling two year old jumping on the bed next to him. He grabbed her and held her tightly as she continued to giggle. It was a game they often played. Izzie sat down next on the bed shaking her head at them. Mark had noticed how quiet she had been since they left Miami. He hated it when she got like this. He knew that this city and it's never ending rain would take its toll on her. That's why he hadn't wanted to come. Even now she was being distant. Usually she would be right in the middle of the antics, but she just sat and watched them.

"Mark can we talk for a minute...in private." He hated when she said that.

"Sure thing." He pulled out a few toys for Emily to play with while they talked. He followed Izzie into the bathroom.

"I know you aren't going to like this so I'm going to make it quick. I want to go to the hospital alone."

"Izzie I'm not letting you go in there alone."

"I have to. I'm the one that left suddenly. I didn't say goodbye to my friends. I have a lot to explain."

"I'm not going to get you to change your mind on this am I?"

"No."

"Fine, but if they make you so much as think about crying..."

"I know you will come to my rescue and beat them up."

"Damn straight."

"I love you, did you know that." She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her head against his chest. She was glad he hadn't put up more of a fight.

"I had a feeling you might." He kissed the top of her head and twirled a strand of her blonde hair around his finger. They stayed like that for a while until Emily called to them to come see.

Deciding she wanted to get this over with sooner rather than later Izzie had chosen to leave early. She kissed the love of her life and her baby girl goodbye. She felt confident now walking in to that hospital knowing that no matter what happened inside of this building she would be able to go back to them and they would still love her. She stepped onto the elevator and pressed the button that would take her to Chief Shepherd's office. Even though she always knew he would be chief it was still weird to think of anyone but Chief Webber in that office. Izzie was startled when the elevator stopped and the doors opened. She knew she shouldn't have been, after all it was a hospital full of people. Yet when Preston Burke got on she almost died of shock. All of the people in this place and one that she knew had to get on this exact elevator.

"Izzie Stevens?"

"Actually it's Izzie Sloan."

"As in Mark Sloan"

"The one and only."

"Well congratulations."

"Thank you. How have you been?"

"Pretty good. Cristina has been at a conference for the past few days, and one of the kids got sick, so it's been a bit hectic."

"You and Cristina had kids? That's so great."

"Yes a boy and girl. Michael and Valerie."

"Well congratulations to you as well."

"So do you and Mark have any kids?"

"A little girl named Emily."

"Kids are great aren't they?"

"The best." The elevator stopped and the doors opened. "This is my floor. I guess I will see you around."

"Good to see you again, Izzie."

"You too." That had gone pretty good. She hadn't sensed any hostility from him. She walked towards the Chief of Surgery's office. She could see people whispering. She knew that they recognized her and they were probably wondering why she was back. She gently knocked on the door. As she waited for him to open it she looked down the long corridor in the direction of the nurse's station. Her breath caught in her throat when she recognized the doctor standing there. It was George, and he was starting to turn around. She didn't want him to see her. No that she still held on to feelings for him. They had long since been gone. She just didn't want to see how he would react to her being back after leaving so quickly. They had at one time been the best of friends. A few seconds more and he would see her. Thank goodness someone was watching out for her, because Derek's door swang open and she practically threw herself through the threshold.

"Izzie. I wasn't expecting you until a little bit later. Wow you haven't changed at all."

"I wanted to come by here early. Talk to you before Mark came in."

"Oh so you got him to come huh."

"We are pretty close. He was the only person I knew in Miami. It was lucky we found each other down there."

"Great. Well you can sign some papers, and then we can get you an ID tag, some scrubs, and a lab coat. Which reminds me, is you last name still Stevens or have you changed it now that you are married?"

"I changed it." Derek took out his pen preparing to write her name on her file. "It's Isobel Sloan now." He dropped his pen and looked at her in disbelief.

Luckily he recovered quickly.

"That explains so much."

"Like why I got him to come, and why I'm so good at plastics?"

"Exactly. Well good for the both of you. Why didn't he come with you this morning?"

"I told him I wanted to come alone."

"And he listened?"

"I expect him to be here soon."

"Well if you will sign by all of the little x's we can get started."

Thirty minutes later Isobel Sloan was ready to operate at Seattle Grace once again. They scheuled the surgery for the next day. Izzie didn't see any of her other old friends during that time. Before she left she asked Derek to page Meredith to the nurse's station. He told her he would so she went to wait on her. Meredith was good at answering pages quickly. Izzie didn't have to wait very long on her friend.

"Izzie?"

"Hey, Meredith."

"What are you doing here? How have you been? Why haven't you called?"

"Woah there. Your husband asked me to come here for a consult, Fabulous, and I can't remember." Meredith just hugged her.

"I'm so glad you are back."

"Me too, Mere."

"The last time I talked to you, you were getting married."

"I did, and then I had a baby. Which reminds me, how are your boys?"

"I suppose Derek told you. They are a handful, but cute none the less. You had a baby huh?"

"Yes I did. She's pretty cute herself."

"Well you are her mother. What's her name and who's your husband?"

"That's a funny story actually."

"Really."

"Momma, Momma" God has a funny sense of timing, Izzie thought as she bent down to pick up her precoicious child.

"Meredith this is my daughter, Emily. Emily can you say Hi?" The little girl fend shyness and hid her face in her mother's shoulder.

"Izzie she's quiet possible the most beautiful little girl I have ever seen. Don't tell Callie or Cristina I said that."

"Thank you, and your secret's safe with me."

"Her eyes look so fimilar."

"Like I said funny story..."

"Izzie! Emily there you are." What is going on? Izzie wondered as Mark walked up to them.

"Mark?"

"Is my husband."

"Seriously?!?"

She never compromises
Loves babies and surprises
Wear high heels when she exercises
Ain't that beautiful?
Meet Virginia

Well she wants to be the Queen
Then she thinks about her scene
Pulls her hair back as she screams
I don't really wanna be the queen

Meet Virginia Train

That song's for you Amanda.