AN: Hi guys, sorry it took me such a long time to update, but I had a writers block. I admit it, a writers block. That's why this chapter didn't really turn out the way I wanted it, but okay. Let me know what you think! Please R&R

C.R.U.S.H

Izzie walked into the kitchen with Meredith and Derek following close behind.

'Well?' Meredith asked as she sat down at the counter, her eyes following Izzie who was grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.

'Well what?' she asked innocently turning to face them.

'Why were you kissing Mark? I mean … since when do you like him?' Meredith asked.

Before Izzie could say something, Derek said, 'I'll leave you ladies to it. I'm off to bed. Goodnight.'

Meredith and Izzie watched him leave and then Meredith returned her attention back to Izzie, staring at her.

'We weren't kissing …' Izzie started but Meredith interrupted her.

'Oh, right! So he was what… giving you CPR?' Meredith sarcastically asked.

'Meredith! Look we just went for a drink, okay! I was having a crappy day and he helped me to forget about it.' Izzie said before taking a sip from her water.

'I bet he did!' Meredith said sarcastically.

Izzie just glared at her.

'Weren't you the one who told us he was actually okay once you knew him?' Izzie asked.

Meredith nodded. Izzie had made her point.

'So, are you guys dating?' Meredith asked.

'No Mer, we're not dating, we just went for a drink.' Izzie replied. 'Look could we please just drop the subject? I'd like to go to bed.'

'Okay.' Meredith agreed.

They both headed upstairs and said goodnight to each other. Before Izzie entered her room Meredith asked, 'You really like him, don't you?'

Izzie turned to Meredith and just smiled.

'Goodnight Mer.' she said before finally entering her room and going to bed thinking to herself 'God, she's so right!'

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Izzie was up early the next morning. She was already downstairs when Meredith walked into the kitchen.

'Good morning!' Meredith said as she walked over to the counter grabbing the breakfast Izzie had made.

'Morning.' Izzie grumbled.

'Oh, someone's in a bad mood today.' Meredith said as she sat down.

'Yeah, and why are you so bright and shiny?' Izzie snapped.

Meredith backed away slightly.

'I'm sorry Mer. I just had a bad night's sleep.'

'How come?' Meredith asked, and then took a bite of her French toast.

'I don't know.' Izzie lied. She knew exactly why she didn't sleep well that night. She couldn't stop thinking about the kiss and the fact that she really liked Mark Sloan.

Meredith finished her breakfast and put away her dishes. When she was finished she studied Izzie who was apparently lost in her thoughts.

'Iz, are you okay?' she asked.

Izzie looked up at Meredith and smiled. 'I'm fine!' she said as she got up and walked into the hallway. 'You coming?' she yelled.

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As Mark was waiting on the elevator, he was joined by Derek. The two men quickly looked at each other then turned towards the elevator as the doors opened.

'Mark.' Derek greeted him.

'Derek.' Mark replied.

It became quiet in the elevator and Mark turned to Derek.

'Just say what you have to say Derek.'

'What makes you think I'm going to say anything?' Derek asked.

'I know you, so just say it.' Mark said.

'Look Mark, what you do is none of my business.' Derek started. 'But just know that when you hurt her, you've got a long line waiting for you ready to kick your ass.'

'It's noted.' Mark replied as the doors opened. 'But just so you know, I have no intention of hurting her!' He said and than walked out.

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Izzie had just sent her interns away after getting her assignments when she saw him standing at the nurses' station. She watched him for a moment than watched the nurses who were watching him and giggling. She walked a little closer when she noticed that one of the nurses was starting to talk to him. She couldn't help but get even closer.

'Hi Dr. Sloan.' The nurse said disgustingly sweet.

Mark looked at her from the corner of his eye.

'Sarah.'

'You look good Dr. Sloan, have you been working out?' she asked.

Izzie, standing far away yet close enough to hear everything, rolled her eyes.

Mark closed the chart he was reading and looked up at the nurse.

'Could you page me when the results for Mrs. Smith get back? Thank you.' Mark said handing the chart to the nurse and then walked away.

Izzie couldn't contain her laughter anymore when he walked past her.

'Don't you know it's rude to eavesdrop on someone's conversation Dr. Stevens?' Mark said.

'I'm sorry but that was just…hilarious!' she replied between her laughter as she caught up with him.

He looked at her and pretended to be hurt.

'I'm glad you like my misery!' he said a little too dramatically.

She slapped his arm and he laughed.

'As if you hate being hit on by a nurse?' she asked.

'I rather be hit on by a doctor, Dr. Stevens.' He replied, then winked.

She narrowed her eyes at him and was about to reply when her pager went of. She looked at it than at him.

'I've got to go.'

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She knocked on the door before entering.

'Hi Hannah, Mrs. Kline.' She greeted both women.

'Hi.' Hannah said.

'I see you got the okay to go home.' Izzie said as she noticed the bag that was waiting next to the bed.

'Yeah, Dr. Torres said the operation went well and that I can go home. I do have to go to check-ups every week.'

'Well then, I'll leave you to it. You have a save trip home okay.' Izzie said and started to walk out.

'Isobel?' Mrs. Kline asked.

Izzie turned towards the woman.

'I think you and Hannah need to talk.' She said motioning between Izzie and Hannah.

Izzie looked at her, then turned to Hannah. The young girl nodded and smiled at Mrs. Kline who simply left the room.

Izzie walked to the chair next to the bed and sat down. Both were quiet for a few minutes until Hannah decided to break the silence.

'So…' she began.

Izzie looked at her.

'You're my…my mother?' she finally asked.

'Straight to the point!' Izzie thought before answering the young girl.

'Yes.'

The room went quiet again.

'Thank you.' Hannah suddenly said.

Izzie looked confused.

'My mom…' Hannah began but stopped. 'Okay, that's weird.'

Izzie grabbed her hand. 'No it's not. She's your mom.'

'Well, she told me why you had to…to give me up for adoption. And I feel like I should thank you. You did it for all the right reasons and she told me how hard it was for you so… thank you!'

Izzie was overwhelmed with emotions and she could feel the tears start to well in her eyes as she looked at the young girl, her daughter, in front of her.

'I…I wanted to keep you, but I knew I couldn't give you the life you deserved, so I did what was best for you!' Izzie said then let out a sob as she couldn't control her tears any longer.

Hannah squeezed her hand.

'I know.' The girl said.

Izzie smiled through her tears, grateful that her little girl, who was raised by two amazing people, didn't hate her.

'I also need to thank you for the bone marrow transplant and I feel like I need to apologize for not wanting to meet you back then.'

'Don't…' Izzie said. 'Don't apologize!' she wiped her eyes and noticed that Hannah had to do the same.

'Can I...can I keep in touch with you?' Hannah asked. 'I'd like to get to know you better.'

Izzie smiled at the girl. 'I'd like that.' She said and pulled out a card from her white coat.

'Here.' She handed the card to Hannah. 'My address is on the other side.'

The girl smiled at her. 'Thank you.'

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Izzie walked with Hannah and Mrs. Kline to the entrance of the hospital.

She turned towards them and said, 'Take care.'

Mrs. Kline surprised Izzie by hugging her.

'Thank you Isobel.'

Izzie returned the hug and said, 'Thank you!' Then she kneeled in front of Hannah, who was sitting in a wheelchair.

'You look after your mom okay!' she said.

The girl nodded her head and hugged Izzie.

When they let go they said goodbye once more and they left.

'Are you okay Izzie?' she heard someone ask.

She nodded her head, but couldn't contain the tears that were making its way down her cheeks.

She was pulled into a hug.

She took in the male scent and relaxed in his arms as she continued to cry.

After a few minutes she looked up to him and said, 'She knows Mark. She knows.'

He just kissed her on her forehead and continued to hold her.