A/N So i'm not sure how i feel about this chapter so please comment and tell me how you feel about it.

Ring-Ring

It's ok Iz just breathe, you can do this. It's just one phone call.

Ring-Ring

I could just hang up now and no one would ever know.

Ring-Ring

Ok I'm going to do it, I'm just going to hang up.

"Hello?" she heard a voice on the other line say.

"Hi mom." Izzie said.

"Cricket?"

"Yeah it's Cricket," Izzie's voice trailed off at her childhood nickname. "I got your message, so you're coming down to visit?" she asked trying to sound happy but secretly dreading it.

"Yeah well you don't seem to have the time to come visit me these days so I figured why wait for a visit that may never come." her mother said harshly.

"I'm sorry. I have been really busy…" Izzie's voice got really small and quiet.

"That's no excuse Isobel, when you grow up and move out you should at least have the decency to come and visit the woman that brought you into this world once in a while." Izzie could tell by the tone of her mother's voice that she had had a few drinks this morning already and probably had a drink in her hand right now.

Izzie looked down at her feet "I'm sorry."

"I'm coming on Friday."

Izzie's eyes went wide "Friday? But that's two days away. I don't have anything ready for you."

"Do you have a bed?"

"Yeah but-"

"Then you have everything ready. I also would like it if we could go out to dinner and maybe one day that I'm there you could show me around that fancy hospital that you work at." her mother explained.

"It's not really a place to show off, serious work happens there and when I'm there I don't have a lot of free time to just walk around." Izzie said as she walked around the kitchen table and sat down on a chair.

"Isobel the polite thing to do when your mother comes to town is to show her where you work, I don't care if you have to take on some more hours or change extra bedpans, I am touring that hospital and you are the one that is going to show me around, is that understood?"

"Yes mother." Izzie's voice became small again. She didn't know what to say to her mother so she just agreed with what she said not wanting to argue before she had to go to work. Izzie heard a knock on the kitchen door, she turned around to see George standing there with his jacket on and hair still slightly wet from the shower.

"We have to go." he said quietly.

Izzie nodded "Mom I have to go to work but I'm looking forward to seeing you." Izzie said into the phone.

"I'll be there at 2 so I would really like it if you would pick me up at the bus station."

"Will do." Izzie said quickly "Bye mom."

"Bye." Izzie pushed the off button and stood up and looked over at George who was still standing in the door way. "What?"

"Cricket?" George asked holding back his laughter.

Izzie slammed the phone and glared at him "Shut up." she couldn't believe that he had been listen in to her phone conversation or that he knew what her nickname was.

"What? I think it's cute." he said as she walked him heading toward the coat rack. "It's cute that your mom has a pet name for you." he watched as she put on her jacket "So you must be one of those country club kids, right? The spoiled little brats that have been living on mommy and daddy's money since before they could walk, I mean those are the only one that have those cutesy nicknames that their parents gave them."

"Oh yeah I'm a regular trust fund baby." Izzie said sarcastically.

"I knew it! You are way to up tight not to be a spoiled little rich kid." George said not noticing the tone to Izzie's voice before.

Izzie just eyed him strangely then headed out to her car with George fallowing her. When she got her car door her unlocked it and noticed George standing beside her, waiting for her. "Don't you have your own car?" Izzie asked confused.

George nodded "I do."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

"You are blocking my way."

Izzie rolled her eyes and got into her car and watched as George walked to his car and got in. He was being so nice this morning and now it's like he is back to being a jackass. I should have known it was too good to be true. Izzie put her car in reverse and backed out of the drive way. 2 days. 2 days till she shows up. If the universe is kind to me these next two days will go by really slowly. Then Izzie put her car in drive and headed toward the hospital dreading what Friday will bring her.