It was all a blur to her: the hectic room, touching the metal to his chest. The only memory she couldn't erase was the feeling of triumph and relief from when John was revived from the deadly slumber. She didn't remember checking his vital signs to reassure that he was stable. Although, this was all less than 10 minutes ago.
"How're you doing? I heard what happened." came a friendly voice from behind her. She had been sitting outside of the ER on the curb taking a brief break.
"I'm doing fine, George" she replied forcing warmness into her voice that she didn't feel.
"Here, come inside with me and get some coffee." he suggested.
"Thanks, but no, I need to go and talk to his family first."
"Alright. I'll just talk to you later then."
Denny held Kate in his arms to comfort her from the shock of what had just happened to their dad. He kept on reassuring her that everything was going to be fine. As did the rest of the family who, like Denny, kept their own feelings in check for the sake of Kate. For some reason, Denny had his faith in the Doctor.
When Denny saw her making her way towards the family, he quickly reacted by motioning his cousin to comfort Kate while he went to speak with Dr. Stevens. He wanted to make sure that if it was bad news, the family would hear it from him.
Izzie saw Denny making his way towards her and she saw the hidden traces of tension on his face. She tried to smile to ease him up and prepare him for some good news.
"I just wanted to inform you that your dad is doing great and I'm sorry for what happened back there." she said quickly to let him know that John's fine. The words did their purpose as Denny's face lightened into an incredible smile that enlightened his whole face and made her entire mind go blank.
"I can't thank you enough, Doctor." he smiled again and she lost her train of though again.
"Izzie..." she mumbled.
"What's that?"
she regained her composure. "Izzie. You can call me Izzie."
"Alright, well Izzie I'm going to go and tell my family the news so they can breathe, relax, and visit up with my dad." he said.
"Oh, yeah, i have to go, also. I'll talk to you later. She finished lamely.
"Yeah, same to you." he said and was about to walk away when he turned around again instantaneously and she looked down to see her hand holding onto his wrist.
"Would you like to have lunch with me?" she blurted out while she hastily let go of his wrist.
"I would love to but.." he didn't have time to finish the sentence before she responded.
"Oh, it's fine maybe some other time."and was about to walk away before she noticed a hand grabbing at her wrist. She turned to see him smiling the same smile as less than five minutes before.
"I would love to but, it's night out and i would rather have dinner instead." he said while looking into her eyes giving them both this feeling that there was definitely something sparking there.
"I'll page you after I'm done telling the family." All the while still keeping his eyes locked with her. If she had tried to talk, she would've failed miserable, therefore she just smiled a wide smile and walked off with her hand feeling an odd sensation all over as to where he had just held it.