-1Chapter 22

I pulled out of the dealership in my new Jeep with Izzie following close behind. We drop her car off and I have another project for us. I pull in front of the old building and park.

"Is this it?" She asks me.

"Yeah, this is the right place. It's not exactly what I was expecting though."

"It looks like a dump Alex, this is stupid. Why don't you just take my room at Meredith's?"

"If I can't find anything else I will. There is a couple more on my list."

"Do you want to see something?"

"What?"

"Just pull out and I will show you where to go."

"Okay." I pull out and she guides me down each street until finally she tells me to pull over in front of a house on a dead end street. "Where are we?"

"My house."

She gets out of the Jeep; I open my door and get out following her up to the lawn. A realty sign is stuck into the grass.

"Did you buy a house?" I ask her.

"No, but I would buy this one if I was going to."

"It's nice."

"Mark wants us to stay at the hotel for a few years before considering buying a house."

"Did you show him this house?"

"Yeah, he said it's too big for just the two of us."

"Oh." I always expected Izzie to get married with dreams of filling a house with kids and I suddenly realize that's exactly what she wants but it seems that she and Sloan have different ideas on the subject.

"Oh, hi. Are you the Johnson's?" A woman asked us as she climbed down the steps of Izzie's dream house.

"No, we're not but we would love to see the house if you have time?" I say, Izzie looks at me strangely.

"Why not, the Johnson's were supposed to be here over an hour ago, I might as well show it to someone. Come on in. I'm Karen Foster."

"Alex Karev."

"What line of work are you in Mr. Karev?"

"I'm a surgeon."

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't catch your wife's name."

"Oh, she's not…" I start to explain but I am quickly interrupted.

"We're not married yet…this Saturday is the big day. My name is Izzie."

"Well Izzie aren't you a lucky girl to be getting married to a handsome surgeon. What do you do?"

"I'm also a surgeon."

"Wow, that's very impressive."

"Thanks."

"Well, I've got to make a few calls to my office, feel free to look around."

She whispers something to Izzie that makes her smile before going out on the porch.

"What did she say to you?" I ask.

"She said there was a great room upstairs for a nursery."

"Oh, well then we better go take a look, god knows I'm going to try my hardest to get you pregnant on our honeymoon."

Her wide grin makes my heart leap into my throat. We climb the staircase and enter the room the realtor was talking about. I must admit, I know absolutely nothing about nurseries but the room is nice and bright. After seeing the other two rooms and the upstairs bathroom we go back downstairs and enter the big kitchen. Izzie's face lights up as she looks it over.

"Do you like it?"

"I love it; I just wish it was mine."

The realtor hurries back into the house, finding Izzie dreaming of baking cookies and me staring at her like a love struck fool.

"I'm sorry to hurry you but I've got someone interested in another property, I've got to go meet with them right now."

"No problem, thanks for letting us look." I say.

"Here is my card; if you have any questions don't hesitate to call Dr. Karev."

"Thanks." I take the card and Izzie and I get back into the Jeep.

"Do you want to check out the rest of the apartments?" She asks me.

"You know, you're right I should just take your room."

"Then it's settled."

I see her look back one last time as we pull away from the house.