Hey, I would like to thank everyone for reading and reviewing my story. I would especially like to thank mimimarie, ga-4-ever, Mcalison, Izziefan, mistysparks, and gizziefan118 for reviewing the last chapter. And Im sorry that it has taken me so long to update, but I have been really busy with school because of mid-terms. . .so yeah. So anyway here is the next chapter and I hope everyone likes it and please please read and review:-)

Kat

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Chapter 15

Izzie was discharged from the hospital 3 days after she had been admitted. George took her home and also had the rest of the day off so he could look after her. Though she wasn't too keen on this idea, she agreed and just decided to ignore him all day.

"Izzie, it was the chief's suggestion. The chief!" he said, following her up the stairs.

She continued to ignore him and shut the door in his face when he tried to follow her into her room.

"Izzie, you can't ignore me forever. I sleep in there too," he said, leaning his head against the door.

She sat down on her bed and sighed deeply. She really wanted to just let George in and lay in his arms, but she was too stubborn to let him know that. The only reason she wasn't letting him in was the fact that he was there to baby sit her. Yeah, he said the chief just thought Izzie would need a little help because she didn't have much energy, but she knew better. The chief really just thought she was going to try and take the easy way out again. No one trusted her anymore, and that was what bothered her.

"Izzie, can I please come in. Please?" he begged.

She sighed again as she stood up to turn her radio on. She faintly heard him call her name again before she turned her radio up. She walked back over to her bed and laid down. So what if she was acting like a pissed off teenager? Who cares? As long as she was getting her point across it didn't really matter how she did it.

George stepped back when he heard the music being turned up louder. He knew there was no way in hell Izzie was talking to him right now. He wished she would listen to him. Not only was she not talking to him, but she wouldn't even acknowledge that he was speaking, and that bugged him.

He admitted defeat and went downstairs to make some coffee. This was definitely going to be a long day.

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Derek spotted Meredith walking down the hallway alone and decided to seize this opportunity to talk to her. He ran after her and caught up to her quickly.

"Meredith," he said when he was next to her.

She turned her head an looked at him.

"Derek," she said, acknowledging him.

"How are you?" he asked.

She shrugged her shoulders and kept walking.

"Fine."

He sighed and put a hand on her arm.

"Are you sure? Because I haven't really seen you at all lately. And I know with Izzie's attempt to end her life you have a lot on your plate, but-"

"It's not just that Derek," she said, sighing deeply as she looked at him.

"Well then what is it Meredith? You know I'm here for you, no matter what," he said looking at her intently.

"A month or two ago, Izzie found out that she has stage IV cervical cancer," she said looking down.

"My God," Derek said looking down at Meredith sadly.

"And there's not cure," she paused looking up at him with tears in her eyes "She's dying Derek."

Derek wrapped him arms around her and rested his chin on her head.

"If there's anything I can do-"

"There is," she said looking up at him. "Could you come over tonight and help with something?" she asked.

He smiled at her. "Of course," he said before leaning down and kissing her on the forehead.

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George had been sitting downstairs for no more than 30 minutes, but he felt the need to go check on Izzie. He knew this would probably irritate her, but he had to be sure she was okay. After what happened last time, he couldn't take the chance of something like that ever happening again.

So with that thought in mind, he set down his coffee and headed up the stairs to check on her. He knocked softly on her door, and when he didn't hear any movement, he assumed the worse and barged in.

"Izzie are you-"

He never even considered that she may still be mad at him and ignoring him, and that was precisely why he received one of the worst looks he could ever imagined from Izzie.

"Izzie, I just-"

"Just what George?" she said standing up. "Just thought I killed myself. Just thought, 'hey let's treat her like a baby! Maybe that will keep her happy!'" she yelled.

George just stood there, dumbfounded. Whatever he had expected to see, this was definitely not it.

"No, George, I don't want to kill myself anymore. It was a momentary lapse in judgment. Yes it was stupid, I realize that. But if you keep crowding me and treating me like a damn child, then how will you ever really know that I'm okay?" she yelled, feeling all of her emotions, no matter what they were, pouring out onto George.

"Izzie I'm sorry. I just wanted to make sure you were alright. I don't mean to treat you like a kid, but I couldn't live with myself if I ever let anything happen to you," he said, feeling his eyes sting slightly.

Izzie sighed deeply as she looked at George. She hadn't meant to hurt him, but she just needed him to know that she was a big girl and she could take care of herself.

"I'm sorry George. But I just really need to be alone right now," she said, looking at him sadly.

He nodded and turned around, closing the door behind him.

Izzie sighed and laid back down on her bed. What she really needed right now was sleep. And no sooner had the thought crossed her mind, and she fell asleep.

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Addison was walking out of the hospital, ready to go home, when Alex approached her.

"Hey," he said as he walked next to her.

"Hey," she said back.

"Are you up for a drink?" he asked.

She stopped walking and looked at him.

"What are we going?" she asked.

"Excuse me?"

"What are we doing? We do this weird flirting thing that everyone in Seattle seems to do, but we never talk about it," she said looking at him.

Alex sighed and shrugged.

"Would it be bad if I told you I don't really know?" he asked.

She smiled laughed slightly and smiled.

"No, it wouldn't."

He stared at her for a moment, wondering what in the hell that meant.

"Joe's?" she asked.

Alex smiled and nodded and they continued their walked out of Seattle Grace.

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Meredith and Derek walked into her house to find George sitting in the kitchen with a magazine and a cup of coffee.

"Hey George," she said as she set her bag down.

"Hey Mer," he said and looked up and noticed Derek standing there. "Hello Dr. Shepherd."

"Call me Derek," he insisted.

"Okay," George said knowing he would feel really weird calling him by his first name.

"Where's Izzie?" Meredith asked.

George sighed.

"She's upstairs. We kind of had an argument," he said.

"George!" Meredith said, looking at him.

"Hey its not my fault. She's pissed at me because I stayed here to keep an eye on her."

"Oh," she said and poured herself a cup of coffee. "Well did she really think we'd just forget what happened? I mean after what she-"

She stopped mid sentence when Derek cleared his throat loudly. She looked over and saw Izzie standing in the doorway.

"Izz," she said, surprised to see her.

"After I what?" she asked, feeling a little irritated.

"Izz, look I just meant that I'm worried about you. I have every right to be and you know it."

Izzie stared at Meredith for a minute before sighing sitting down.

"So," Derek said, hoping to change the subject "What was it you needed me to help you with?" he asked Meredith.

Meredith glanced at Izzie quickly, decided whether she should do this in front of Izzie or not. She decided she better, because if Izzie found out she didn't want her to know, that would only upset her.

"I need you to help me get rid of all the alcohol in the house," she said, looking at him and smiling slightly.

"Oh," he said and also glanced at Izzie. "I'll help of course, but do you really need my help?" he asked.

Meredith sighed and nodded.

"Well yeah. I don't exactly trust myself. If I would have come home and done it myself, I highly doubt any of that alcohol would have made it to the garbage."

"Ah, I see," he said, looking at her. "And you think you wont be able to just go and grab it out of the garbage tomorrow?" he asked.

"Oh, I didn't really think about that," she admitted, feeling rather dumb.

Derek smile and laughed.

"How about we dump it in the toilet or something?" he asked.

Meredith smiled and kissed him.

"I knew there was a reason I had you come over," she said as she looked up at him.

"This is because of me, isn't it?" Izzie asked.

Meredith sighed and looked at Izzie.

"Yeah," she confessed.

"Look, you don't have to get rid of all the alcohol because of what I did," she said, feeling very guilty at the moment.

Meredith sighed and walked over to Izzie.

"It's not just that. And its not that I think you'll do it again, so don't even say it. But it will be just sitting her all day, tempting you. And not just you, but everyone else in this house. I can guarantee you that everyone here has thought about going through the cupboards and pouring themselves a drink. That alcohol is bad for all of us, so this is just an excuse to get rid of it."

Izzie smiled for the first time in a while.

Meredith smiled back before opening the cupboard and pulling a few bottle out.

"Well lets get this done with before I change my mind," she said half jokingly and handed some of them to Derek.