I'll try to update again soon but I've got to study I have a lot of exams in a few weeks. I'll probably update by thursday at the latest! Please R&R x
Chapter 5
"Hey," she said opening the door, "let's go."
Mark started to say that she was late but he was silenced when he looked at her. Last night she looked she looked amazing but tonight she was breathtaking. That was the only word he could use to describe her.
"You're late," he accused.
"Yeah by like two minutes but I mean if you're that bothered I'll just go back inside and watch a DVD with Meredith and Derek.
"Who said anything about me being bothered?" he grinned. "The only place you're going is with me."
"Good," she said they walked down the stairs. He followed her and opened the car door. Normally his date would have by now complimented his car but Izzie had barely looked at it.
"So where are we going?" she asked as he started to drive.
"To this Italian place I found about a week after moving here."
"I like Italian food."
"I thought you might," he said winking at her.
The journey took about 15 minutes and was passed with Izzie telling Mark the gossip of Seattle Grace. He learned more in 15 minutes than he had in the few months that he had been there.
They arrived at the restaurant and Mark, with every intention of being the perfect gentleman took Izzie's hand when she got out of the car and led her towards the entrance.
About an hour had passed and Izzie was amazed at how easy she found it to talk to Mark. She rarely ever connected with anyone this much on a first date. They had got onto the topic of family and Mark was telling her about his.
"I'm not very close to my family, my dad died when I was younger and my mum well she was never around that much." Izzie could see that it was painful for him to talk about it so she told him about her mum.
"My mum wasted all her money, which wasn't very much, on stupid stuff like fortune tellers and drugs. That's why I had to go into modelling, the money I earned as a waitress was used to pay off her debts. I turned 18, I left and I've talked to my mum about once since then. I'm sorry about your dad, were you close to him?"
"Yeah, I was. What about you?"
Izzie gave him a sad smile, "I didn't know my dad. My mum was a really big slut."
"Don't worry my mum is a really big bitch." Izzie laughed and Mark smiled, when she laughed her whole face lit up, he just wished she did it more.
They finished their meal, Mark paid for it and they left the restaurant. "Thanks for dinner Mark. Surprisingly I actually had a really great time."
"Surprisingly," said Mark, raising his eyebrows.
Izzie raised hers too, "Yeah surprisingly."
She was taken by surprise as Mark kissed her passionately. She responded immediately by slipping her tongue into his mouth and wrapping her arms around his neck. The kiss lasted awhile and when they pulled apart Izzie was the first one to speak. "So I would invite you back to mine but Meredith and Derek will probably be there and that means we wouldn't really be alone."
"No problem, I think I have a place we can go."
"Good," said Izzie grabbing his hand and pulling him to his car.
The journey to the hotel only took about 10 minutes but to Izzie that felt like a lifetime. They ran out of the car, past reception and into the lift. When Mark kissed her it was like something inside her was waking up, for the first time since Denny she felt alive.
Mark fumbled with the key card to his hotel room, finally opening the door and stumbling to the bed. He had removed Izzie's top and was in the middle of unhooking her bra. He couldn't do this if she wasn't ready. "Iz, are you sure about this?"
She didn't need to think about her answer, "Yeah Mark I'm sure."
Mark woke up with Izzie lying in his arms. She looked so peaceful when she was sleeping that he left her in bed and went in for a shower. He hadn't been this happy since New York, he got on so well with Izzie and last night had been perfect.
Izzie was gone when he came out of the shower but she had left a note on his pillow.
Sorry I left without telling you but I'm already late for rounds and I have to go home and change first.
See you at the hospital, thanks for last night, I had a great time.
Love Iz, x
Mark smiled at the thought of seeing Izzie again. Reading the time off his watch he realized that he was late as well and had surgery in an hour, so he quickly got dressed and headed to the hospital.
"So Izzie didn't come home last night?" Mark heard the question in Meredith's statement.
"I guess you're my intern for the day then?" he asked her.
"No, I'm not actually, I'm on my way to the clinic and thought I'd come over and talk to you."
"Interesting. If you want to know where Izzie was last night you should ask Izzie, Dr Grey."
"Shut up, since when have you ever called me Dr Grey and I would have asked Izzie but I've not seen her because she didn't come home last night."
"Is that so?"
"Well you would know."
"Yes I would." Mark smiled smugly.
"So you're not going to tell me anything about last night then."
"Nope, as I said before if you want to know about last night then you should ask Izzie."
"Fine then be that way," said Meredith stomping off.
"Well if you're not my intern then who is?" Mark shouted at Meredith.
"That would be me," Izzie said, taking the chart out of his hands. "Did you get the note I left this morning?"
"Yes, and seeing as though you had, I quote, 'a great time' how about we do it again? Say tonight?"
Izzie pursed her lips, "hmm how could I say no to that?"
"You couldn't."
"Ok well Meredith and Derek are out tonight so come over about 6:30. I'll cook."
Mark put on a disappointed face, "Tonight, on second thoughts, I'm busy and it's a shame I really wanted to try your food as well."
Izzie slapped him playfully, "shut up I'm a good cook."
Mark raised his eyebrows, "really?"
"Really, well no not exactly, I'm amazing at baking but not so good at cooking. I mean I'm still pretty good at it I'm just better at the cakes and stuff but no matter how hard I try I just can't seem to muck food up."
"Ok 6:30 it's a date."
"Yes it is." Izzie opened that chart she was holding and asked, "So what am I to do today anyway?"
"Right now you have to check on Mr Johnson who is in room 13 and once you have checked on him go and get his test results then come and find me."
"Sure is that all?"
Mark took some money out of his pocket and handed it to Izzie, "And to think I almost forgot, a blueberry scone and a bone dry cappuccino." He didn't actually want anything to eat or drink he just wanted to see her reaction. She reacted exactly how he thought she would.
"That's not even funny."
"It wasn't meant to be."
"Haven't we had this conversation before, I distinctly remember me telling you where to go."
"Yeah and you ended up getting what I asked for."
Izzie shoved the money back into Mark's hand, "Well not this time." She smiled and left to check on Mr Johnson.
Meredith had caught her in the locker room. "So what happened last night?"
"I fed the beast." Izzie replied happily.
"Seriously, how was it?"
Izzie smiled, "Great."
"So are you guys like dating now?"
Izzie's smile turned to a frown. "I'm not sure, I seen this whole other side of him last night which was amazing, I just hope he doesn't go back to being a major ass."
"I don't think he will."
"Why?"
"Just something Derek said. He really likes you Iz,"
"OMG Meredith you gave him that protective friends speech didn't you?"
"No," she was such a bad liar, "ok maybe I did but I'm glad I did and trust me Izzie he does really like you and it wasn't just me I think Christina said something to him as well."
Izzie could imagine what Christina had said. Izzie acted like she was mad but in fact she was touched that her friends cared so much.
"So tonight there's a change of plans, I'm cooking Derek and I dinner at the house."
"You're cooking?" Izzie said in disbelief.
"Yes it's like our 6 month anniversary and I want to do something special."
"Take him to a ferryboat." If they were at the house that screwed up her plans. "You can't cook and anyway I invited Mark over for dinner because I thought you and Derek were going out."
"Well can't the four of us just have dinner?"
"Yeah that'll be fun considering that your boyfriend completely hates mine and can't stand him."
"This is perfect they can become friends again, Mark will thank you for it."
"No Meredith, not happening."
"Izzie please, I already told Derek to come over at 7 and I'm getting off at lunch so I can spend the day cooking, I'll cook all the meals which means you won't have to lift a finger."
"But you can't cook!"
"I can, I swear I've got all these cookbooks and everything."
"You mean my cookbooks?"
"Precisely!"
"Fine but don't blame me when this turns out to be a disaster and now if you will excuse me I have to find Mark and tell him that tonight's plans have changed."
Meredith hugged Izzie, "thanks so much Izzie, tonight's going to be so good."
Izzie smiled but groaned inwardly at the thought of having to eat Meredith's food.
"Here are the results you asked for," said Izzie handing over the Mr Johnson's test results.
"No scone or cappuccino?"
"Nope."
"It's ok I'm sure dinner tonight will be great."
"Well, about that. It's Meredith and Derek's 6 month anniversary; I mean how pathetic is that? Have you ever heard of such a thing? Yeah well anyway she wants to cook him dinner which means that she is now cooking for the four of us. Meredith isn't the world's greatest cook in fact the last time Meredith cooked, George got food poisoning. She hasn't cooked since."
"Dinner with Derek are you sure that's a good idea? He really hates me."
"With good reason."
"That hurts." Mark said sarcastically.
"Well it's true. Meredith thinks it's a good idea, she said you can become friends with him again which will never happen. No offence intended"
"None taken but she's right that could work. He's already kind of forgiven me."
"Yeah in your dreams maybe."
Mark ignored Izzie's comment. "Trust me by the end of the night he won't even remember why he left New York."
"How do you plan for that to happen?"
"Trust me," he said mischievously.
"Am I the only one who thinks tonight is a bad idea?" Izzie asked.
"No, I'm sure Derek does too."
"Yeah if Meredith even tells him about it."
Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
Sixpence None the Richer – Kiss Me
So what does everyone think should happen at dinner…Should Mer's meal be nice or a complete disaster and should Mark and Derek become friends again…please review!
Love Gemma x