Look I'm on a roll. Two updates. One night. I have been using a different word program with the worst spell check, not to mention I am about the world's worst speller. Seriously never even made it to the spelling bee stage. It's sad really. I hope you enjoy. I must tell you this. This is NOT a Callie bashing fic. I am only trying to give you some insight. Her story will become much clearer later on. So don't tell me to lay off Callie, because I wasn't attacking her. With that said...enjoy.

"Mark?"

"Is my husband."

"Seriously?!?"

"I'm so glad that word is still in use here."

"When did you...How did you...What?"

"I would love to explain, but he has to go to the Chief's office and there is work to be done."

"Umm...Izzie...This is going to seem odd but could you come with me like now." Then next thing Izzie knew she was hiding in an oncall room with Meredith and still holding her daughter.

"Meredith what's going on."

"Well you see after you left George confessed his love for you and told Callie about your indiscretions. She stayed with him and they seem happy together, but if she sees you she won't exactly be, you know ecstatic."

"This is why I didn't want to come back."

"I'm glad you're back. I miss you and your baked goods. Especially your cookies."

"Cookies!"

"Oh you've done it now, Mere." Izzie reprimanded half-heartedly.

"It's good to know you still make them."

"How long do we have to hide?" Meredith looked out the window in the door.

"Until stops harassing your poor husband. That's so weird."

"Harassing is harsh don't you think?"

"Nope. I think she saw you. She's pretty much on his case. Be glad you have a small child in your arms. You will get away unharmed."

"See this isn't making me feel better."

"Izzie, how would you feel in her situation."

"I would hunt me down too, but I just want her to know I'm not a threat anymore. I don't love him and I'm sure he doesn't love me."

"Man, I wish I could read lips."

Mark was currently being stared down. He was immune to every stare down, but one. Thank goodness Dr. Bailey wasn't standing before him now. If she were the one inquiring which direction Izzie had gone in he would have told her about .23 seconds into the stare. But it was Callie O'Malley. He knew what she wanted with Izzie and it was his job to protect her. Callie felt threatened by Izzie's return that much was apparent. He completely understood. If they were going to talk about this it was best if they were both calm, because both women had tempers that flared red-hot. So he stood his ground.

"I'm not telling you."

"Why not, what's she to you?"

"Well for starters my wife."

"I find it hard to believe that you got married."

"Well believe it. We have been married 4 out of the 5 years we have been gone."

"I guess a congratulations is in order then."

"Callie you are both different people now. People that have matured and grown up. You have families."

"Do you know what it's like to hear the person you love tell you they are in love with someone else?"

"Do you remember why I came to Seattle in the first place?"

"Okay, It just hurts and seeing her here reminds me of that hurt."

"Understandable, but what are you going to say to her when you see her? Stay away from my husband? I'm pretty sure she already will."

"I was, but now I'm not sure."

"She is sorry. I have seen her cry her self to sleep over the guilt she felt. She didn't do it to hurt you. She loved him too, but that's said and done now. The question is can you forgive her like you forgave him? You are a good person Callie. Think about it."

"I have a surgery. But I am going to talk to her."

"Bye Callie."

"Still am."

"Ok." Mark hoped he had helped at least a little. Seattle Grace hadn't changed a bit. Hospitals always brought back fond memories of the first days of his relationship with Izzie. He remembered the first day she started at Mount Siani. He started the day before. He was talking with the Chief of Surgery when he first heard about her.

"Dr. Sloan we are excited that you have chosen to work here, but I have a question and I hate to be bothering you with such questions, but a young woman applied to get into our program and she would be entering as a first time resident. The reason I ask about her is she is also from Seattle and I was wondering if I should allow her in. Her name is Isobel Stevens."

"I know her. She can be a bit talkative and over emotional, but she's great with patients and shows lots of potential. I actually talked her through a procedure on the telephone. She had a power drill and had never seen it done before, but she was pretty much flawless at it. The patient lived."

"I'm impressed. I'll tell her, that her first day will be tomorrow."

"Is there anyway, I can get her assigned to my service."

"If she wants to be. She's not an intern anymore."

"She will always be one of Bailey's five to me."

"I guess I don't have to call Richard now. Thank you Dr. Sloan and we will see you tomorrow."

Mark had shown up early the next day. He had been in the mood to torture her a bit. That and the fact she was the only person he actually knew in Miami. He wasn't fond of the teal scrubs. He liked the dark blue scrubs from Seattle and even the deep purple from New York better. He remembered thinking about how she could have pulled off any color she chose. She made teal look good. She had looked apprehensive upon entering the surgical floor. That was until she saw him. He could have sworn he had seen relief wash over her face.

"Dr. Sloan, I'm starting to think you are stalking me."

"Hey I started her yesterday. I think you are stalking me."

"I guess we will have to agree to disagree."

"How's life as a resident?"

"Slightly better than life as an intern."

"I'm still your boss, you know."

"I still won't fetch your coffee. Now I believe I have to finish some paperwork than I have patients to see."

"See you around Dr. Stevens. Mount Siani is smaller than Seattle Grace."

"I'll remember that."

She had slowly from that point forward been the closest thing he had to a friend. They had only seen each other at the hospital at first. They would talk in the hallways on the way to see patients. It had been the only platonic relationship he had ever had with a woman. Mark stopped his daydreaming when he realized Meredith and Izzie were headed his way. Emily started waving her arms indicating that he should take her from her mothers hold. He really loved being a dad. Then again she made it easy. Emily was happy and loving, but quite independent. She hadn't cried much at all when she was a baby, which was the reason Mark secretly longed to have another one, but Izzie had started her fellowship and it was a crucially time in her career. He took her and held her over his head. She laughed in that joyous way only children do. It was carefree and melodic.

Izzie watched as her strong chiseled husband became as soft as a squishy marshmallow right before her eyes. Suddenly she longed to go home. They had a life there. Sure the most defining part of her life had happened here in Seattle, but the best part had happened in Miami. In the moment Emily laughed she resolved to make amends here so it would stop haunting her.

"Izzie. Mark. Why don't you three come to the house tonight and have dinner with the old gang. We should catch up."

"All right, Meredith we'll be there."

"Great. Now I'm warning you I still can't cook that great."

"We can be there early and I can help you if you like."

"That would be great Iz."

"What time would you like us there."

"Six."

"Okay."

"I have patients to see, but I will see you in a little while."

"Bye Meredith."

"Bye, Mrs. McSteamy." That got looks. Izzie just shook her head and ushered her husband and child away from the nurses station and toward Derek's office. Little did she know that two people's interest had been peaked at Meredith's parting comment. George O'Malley and Addison Karev just looked at each other in astonishment.

Cause I remember how we drank time together,
And how you used to say that the stars are forever
And day dreamed about how to make your life better
By leaving town, leaving town

Nothing in life will ever come that easy
Doesn't mean it has to be that hard
I know you will find out who you are...
But when you're broken down, and no one else
Is around, you'll come running back to this town
And I'll be there, yeah, I'll be there

Leaving Town Dexter Freebish

So what did you think. Love, Hate, I need to know. Please drop a line or two on the review. hehe that rhymed. Next chapter will be kind of long. There will be more McStizzie background. More friend reactions and a confession or two. Who wants an update?