A/N sorry if there are some spelling/grammar mistakes

"Damn it! Where is my shirt?" Izzie said as she struggled to put her clothes back on. George was still laying on the bed watching as she searched for her missing shirt.

"So what was this?" George asked he propped himself up on his elbow.

Izzie looked over at him "I thought I said we weren't going to discuss this." Izzie said as she went back to searching.

George rolled his eyes "You said we weren't but maybe I have changed my mind." he paused for a moment "Iz," he said calmly as she turned to look at him again "What was this?"

"It was nothing, ok?" she said "It was just a way to pass the time."

George nodded "Ok how about you try not lying this time."

"I'm not lying, I needed a way to pass the time, a way to de-stress and I saw your name on the surgery board and I acted before I stopped and thought about it and now I am deeply regretting it." she answered.

"Regretting it?"

"Yes I am regretting it, a lot."

"It didn't seem like that a few minutes ago." George said as he sat up.

"Well a few minutes ago I was not thinking with my brain now I am and I wish I could erase this whole thing." Izzie said as she found her shirt and put it on.

"Wow you really know how to make a guy feel used." George stated, laying his head back down on the pillow.

"Well you would know, you are the king of using people." Izzie said looking around to make sure she didn't forget anything, "Now I have to go get ready because I have things I need to do today that requires me to be in perfect condition." she headed toward the door but before she opened the door she tuned back to George. "You aren't going to tell anyone about this are you?" she asked.

George sat up again and looked at her "No not unless you want people to know."

"No!" she said quickly. "I mean, no I don't. It would be better if this was just kept between us."

"Okay." he said, and then Izzie turned and left. George slowly got up off the bed and picked up his discarded clothes. He felt proud of himself he had finally done what he had planned to since he got here. Although there was this slight nagging feeling within him that felt like what had just happened was nothing like it was suppose to be. It was suppose to be just sex, just another notch on his belt but something about the way they looked at each other frightened him and made his stomach to do a weird flip thing.

Another thing that kept away at him was why? Why did this happen? Why now of all times did she decide was a good time to have sex? It had been the most random out of the ordinary thing that Izzie had done since he got to Seattle. This whole situation was giving him a headache and he hated that. He hated that she made him think like this. If it had been anyone else she would have been out of him mind the moment they were done but Izzie wasn't like everybody else and he didn't know why.

"Isobel! Over here!" Mrs. Stevens stood up off the bench she was sitting on waving her daughter down.

Izzie quickly walked over to her giving her the best smile she could and greeted her "Hey mom!" she exclaimed and rapped her arms around her for a moment then broke away. "How was the bus?" she asked picking up her mothers suitcase off the ground.

"A pain in the ass but that was to be expected." she answered then looked around. "So do you have a car or are we huffing it to your place?"

Izzie pointed over to the parking lot "It's over there, lets go." she said heading toward her Volvo. Izzie walked a few steps ahead of her mom trying to walk straight but feeling slightly sore from earlier. Her mom must have noticed because just as Izzie was putting the suitcase in the back seat her mother asked "Isobel why the hell are you walking like that?" she demanded to know.

Izzie looked over at her mother "I has in a long surgery this morning and my legs are kind of tired." she lied, she wasn't about to tell her mother the truth behind her wobbly legs, she didn't want to hear all the insults that her mother would throw at her.

"Well you should walk straight or people or going to think something is wrong with you." she said walking over to the passenger side.

"Yes mother." Izzie said unlocking the doors and getting into the car. "So I have to get back to work in an hour but we could go get lunch if you want." Izzie said looking over at her mother.

"No I wan to see the hospital." she answered not even looking at Izzie.

"Today? I thought you wanted to do that later this week?" Izzie asked slightly in a panic.

"No today would be good."

Izzie looked ahead "Oh, ok I guess we could do that." she said tuning on the car, taking a deep breath in and heading to the hospital.

George stood outside the hospital, leaning against a wall trying to clear his head from his earlier activities. He had been standing out there for 20 minutes trying to find away to pick himself up and go back to work but he just couldn't seem to move. She shouldn't be able to affect him like this but she was and it was driving him crazy. He didn't get bent out of shape over some woman, but that was just it she wasn't just some woman. She was more than that. She was…a pain in the ass and stubborn and too smart fro her own good and she had some hold on him that he could not shake.

George's gaze shifted over to the parking lot when he saw to people walking toward the building. Of course it was the last person he wanted to see. She was everywhere it seemed. If he wasn't thinking about her then she was standing in front of him or in this case walking toward him. She couldn't help but stare right at her. She looked just like she did an hour except for the strange limp that she had right now, he could pretty much guess why she was walking like that.

George stood up a little straighter as she was about to pass by him with an older lady right behind her. From the long blond hair that was pulled into a tight bun and the piercing brown eyes that the older woman had he could tell that this must have been her mother.

"Izzie can I talk to you for a -" George asked as she walked by.

"Not now George." Izzie said cutting him off and walk hastily through that hospital sliding doors. He gave the older woman a slight smile but she only returned a glare which made it obvious to him that if he hadn't known she was her mother before he would now know.

He had never seen Izzie so high strung before, she seemed tenser now then she was the last time he saw her and he concluded that it must have something to do with her mother being here. He would have to try and get her to spill about it later on and if he was lucky she was going to take all the tension and focus it on him in the same manner she had focused her stress on during their romp in the on-call room. Until then he was just going to stand there trying to clear his head a little more before he walked back into the hospital and spent the rest of the day with the tall blond bombshell.