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Chapter 5

"Meredith!" George practically yelled when he spotted her sitting on the floor in the on-call room.

She looked up at him.

"What George?" she said.

"Have you seen Izzie?" he asked.

"Yes." She replied.

"Do you know where she is?" he asked, getting hopeful.

"No" she lied.

"Oh" George said before sighing and sitting down. "So why are you sitting in here?" he asked.

Meredith shrugged. "To think."

George nodded. "I think Izzie's avoiding me." he said before he could stop himself.

Meredith looked at him. "Why would you think that?" she asked.

"Well I've barely seen her in the past two days, and lately she hasn't really wanted to have-"

"If you are about to say what I think you are, then don't. I don't need to hear about that." Meredith said.

"Sorry." George said after a minute, wondering what was making Meredith act cranky.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine." She lied.

George knew she was lying, but decided not to push it. So he stood up, deciding he probably should just leave her be.

"Well if you see Izzie, tell her I'm looking for her." he said before leaving the room.

Meredith sighed. She should be with Izzie right now, but this wasn't her thing. She didn't know how to handle something like this. She wasn't the strong one. That was Izzie's thing.

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Alex was on his way to talk with Sloan when he spotted Addison go into a linen closet. He thought that maybe she was just getting something, but when she didn't return he knew something was up. He walked over and gently knocked before opening the door. He looked in and saw her sitting on the floor.

"Dr. Montgomery?"

She looked up at him and quickly stood up.

"Karev." She said, clearing her throat.

"What are you doing in here?" he asked.

"Um nothing. Just looking for something." She lied.

Alex looked at her in a knowing way. "You were looking for something on the floor?" he asked.

"No. Well yes." She paused, looking at him. "No." she admitted.

"Well are you okay?" he asked, noticing that she seemed on edge.

"Yes Karev, I am fine." She said. "No if you'll excuse me, I have work today." She said moving to get past him.

He put his arm out blocking her way. "You can leave when you tell me what has you hiding in a closet." He said.

She sighed, knowing he wouldn't let her go. "Don't you ever just have one of those days where" she paused "where you just don't know what to do?"

Alex looked into her eyes. "Not really, but why don't you tell me what it is. Maybe I can help."

Addison laughed slightly. "No, you really can't." she said, trying again to leave.

Alex put a hand on her arm. "What's wrong?" he asked, truly concerned.

Addison stared into Alex's eyes before leaning in and kissing him. He pushed her against the shelf, kissing her back hungrily.

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Izzie laid in her hospital bed staring up at the ceiling. How did this happen? Last week, her only concern was whether she should cut her hair or not. Now she had to decide whether she wanted to try chemo or not. She sighed, thinking back to her conversation with Bailey.

"So what do I do now?" Izzie asked.

Bailey sighed. "Well I suggest chemotherapy or radiation therapy." She paused. "or both." She added.

Izzie sighed and closed her eyes briefly. "Will that even make a difference?" she asked.

"Well yes." Bailey answered. "They help to have a longer and better life."

Izzie scoffed. "A longer and better life?" she said sarcastically. "My choice for a longer and better life went out the window when I found out that I was dying!"

"Izzie." Bailey said.

"What? It's the truth!" Izzie yelled, looking at Bailey. "I'm dying Dr. Bailey. Dying! And there's nothing they can do. There's nothing that anyone can do. This is it." Izzie closed her eyes again to prevent more tears from falling.

Bailey's eyes watered as she looked at Izzie. She wanted to yell at her and tell her to stop acting so stupid. But how could she do that now.

"Izzie, I know this is hard, but you should try. You should try and make the best of it." she paused. "I wont tell you what to do, but just know that I think you are being stupid if you don't have therapy." Bailey stood up.

"Where are you going?" Izzie asked, not wanting to be alone.

"I am going to do my job. I have patients to attend to." She paused at the door. "And while I am gone, you can think about the therapy." Bailey said before closing the door.

Izzie sighed. Bailey was right and she knew it. But did she really want to spend the end of her life in chemo? She put a hand on her head and took a deep breath. She needed George. He would know what to do. But she couldn't tell George. Not yet. What she needed to do now was get out of this hospital bed. She stood up slowly and bit down on her lip. Even though she didn't technically have the surgery, they still had to cut her open. And her stitches were really hurting. She sighed and went to get dressed.

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"Well, um I have to get going." Addison said, pulling her shirt over her head.

"Yeah." Alex said, opening the door. "See ya." He said before taking off down the hall.

Addison sighed and went to go check on Izzie.

When she got to her room, she saw that she wasn't in there. She looked at the bed and saw a hospital gown laying on it.

Addison sighed and went to go find Izzie.

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Izzie was trying to find Meredith when she saw George. Her eyes widened and she immediately tried to hide, hoping he didn't see her.

"Izzie!" George yelled.

She mentally swore and stood up, wincing slightly.

"George." She said, trying to smile.

"Where have you been, I've been looking everywhere for you."

"Oh you know, around." She replied.

"Where were you last night?" he asked.

"What?"

"Last night, you never came home. Where were you?"

"Here." She replied.

"You worked all night?"

"Well no, but I worked pretty late so I just decided to sleep in the on-call room." she lied.

"Oh." He said. "Well I missed you." He said smiling.

She gave a fake smiled. "I missed you too." She said truthfully.

"So what are your plans for tonight, because I was thinking maybe we could go to dinner and-"

"Actually George, tonight's not a good night." Izzie said cutting him off.

"Oh. Okay. Well what about tomorrow?" he asked.

Izzie sighed and looked at the floor. She didn't want to do this, but she had to. She figured that this way it would hurt him less.

"No." she said.

"Okay." George said looking at her. "Well when would be a good time?" he asked.

Izzie took a deep breath and looked at him. "There isn't a good time."

"What do you mean?" he asked, looking confused.

"I'm sorry George, but" she paused "I don't think we should see each other any more.

George looked at her like he didn't understand what she was saying.

"I care about you, but I just don't think I care about you like that." She lied.

"Izzie, why are you saying this?" he asked.

"I'm sorry George, things are better this way."

"What?"

"Don't come to the house tonight." Izzie said, wanting to just get away.

"Izzie"

"Goodbye George." She said before turning around and walking away, leaving him standing there alone, feeling completely confused and brokenhearted.