Chapter 18

"Mer, you'll never guess what I heard," Izzie said. Izzie should be a nurse. Not because she was bad at being a surgeon, she was a good surgeon its just that she likes to gossip as much as the nurses.

Meredith grunted.

"We didn't get an intern this year because the board and the Chief thinks we're not ready. You know because of everything we went through last year!"

"So?" Meredith continued to stare at her salad. Her head was full of thoughts.

Cristina took a seat at the table,"Did you hear that we didn't get an intern beca-"

"Yes we heard!" Meredith buried her face in her arm.

"What's with her?" Izzie asked Cristina.

"Probably McDreamy and McHusband troubles," mused Cristina.

"McHusband?! Meredith's McMarried!" Izzie gasped genuinely surprised.

"You didn't know?" Cristina was shocked Izzie didn't know,"Well Mer got McMarried when she was twenty-five? And then McHusband cheated. Mer came here met McDreamy, then McHusband chose to show up."

"I can hear you," Meredith mumbled frustrated. She poked her head up,"If your McMarried how do you get-um un-McMarried?"

"Get a McDivorce," Izzie stated the obvious.

"Well McDuh," Cristina added blandly.

"Tell him you don't love him anymore?" Izzie tried again.

"I've tried that! He's not going away," she whimpered.

Cristina tapped her finger on her chin,"What if... What if Barbie hooked up with McHusband?"

"What me? No! No, no, no, no. I'm already I dirty mistress. I don't want to be a dirty mistress times two," Izzie was in a panic.

"Blondie, you'll be fine. Think of it this way, you're helping Mer out of a fucked up marriage," Cristina said.

"Well I-" started Izzie.

"There he is!" whispered Meredith burying her face with her arm.

Cristina nudged Izzie with her elbow,"Go!"

Izzie stood up, she smoothed out the wrinkles on her lab coat. She walked confidently towards Meredith's husband. 'This is so wrong,' she thought to herself. Flirting with Meredith's McHusband. Even though she asked her to its still wrong. She smiled flirtatiously.

"Hi, my name's Izzie," she looked up at him. He was definitely not bad looking.

"Hi," he smiled quickly at her and then stared at Meredith.

"So um, do you want to go out later? There's a bar across the street we could go there after my shift and, you know. Drink, alcohol..." lame, lame, lame. Izzie scolded herself. She was trying to seduce Mer's husband. That wasn't very suducey sounding.

"No, I'm married," he pointed to the ring on his finger. Scott started walking towards Meredith.

Seeing her husband coming towards her Meredith gave Izzie a look that was in between worried and anger. She quickly looked down at her plate attempting to ignore her husband.

"Hey Mer," Scott sat next to her.

Cristina observed the whole thing. Meredith was leaning as far away from McHusband as possible. All he was doing was staring at her. Freakishly really, Cristina wondered momentarily if she should call the cops to report a stalker.

"Come on," he put his hand on her shoulder,"It was a long time ago."

Meredith turned her head away from him. Her pager started to beep,"A 911, I gotta go," Meredith quickly walked out going to room 102. Room 102 was empty, except for Izzie.

"I thought you needed saving so I paged," she smiled at Meredith.

"Thank you!" Meredith sighed relived.

"That didn't work out as well as I planned," Cristina commented walking in the door.

Meredith sighed in frustration,"He can't get a clue."

"Maybe he does love you?"

Meredith and Cristina stared at Izzie,"Seriously?"

"He could! He is her husband," Izzie looked down feeling inferior.

"If he wanted me back he would've came last year," Meredith's tone came out bitter.

Cristina looked at her person in confusion,"Excuse me, but I think I heard you wrong. It sounded like you actually cared."

"Well we are McMarried," Meredith bit her lip. Men were completely confusing. And when she tried giving up on them it didn't work. It never worked. She hated them, she hated them all.

Izzie raised her eyebrows,"You still love him?"

"No! Its nothing like that its just... I don't know I miss the old McHusband."

"Oh great, so you still love McHusband."

"No, well I don't know a little... Maybe."

Izzie was looking for one of her patients that's diagnosed with liver failure. The cause of the liver failing was cancer. Her patient had cancer. She hated telling her patients bad news. It hurt her, not as much as them dying on the table but it still made her think how unfair that a mother of two has cancer. How that mother may never be able to see her children again. Or how that mother will change and the kids will remember their mother as the bald-freakishly skinny lady with cancer. It was horrible. Being a doctor is great, you get to save lives. But when you don't you ruin other people's lives. That feeling was horrible.

The next thing Izzie knew she was thrusted in a closet. Someone's lips crashed on hers. She was completely defenseless when it came to this stranger. He, she was assuming, was crushing her against the wall in complete control. His hands were climbing up inside her shirt.

Izzie began to protest. Who was this guy? This guy trying to get to second base with her? She tried pushing him off but that didn't work.

Looking around she realized she was in a supply closet. She looked for a syringe, it was a sedative. Just her luck. She stabbed it into his arm hoping she hit a vain. His kiss started to weaken. Iz could tell he was almost down because Izzie felt his knees starting to tremble. The man fell to the floor unconscious. Izzie gasped when she saw who it was.

It was Meredith's husband.

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