I'm Not Over You Chapter 26, a grey's anatomy fanfic

-1Chapter 26

The church was warm and inviting with soft colors. I saw Richard Webber standing inside the building with a worried look on his face. I sprinted toward him wondering what was wrong.

"Hey, is everything okay?"

"No, I wouldn't go in there if I were you."

I stepped to the side and pushed open the heavy wooden doors. At the front of the church I saw the back of Izzie's head, her soft curls bouncing as she shook her head. Meredith stood next to her with her hand placed on Izzie's shoulder. Lexie and Christina were sitting in the front pew, whispering softly to one another.

"I knew it! When he said he was leaving, I knew this would happen!"

"I'm sorry Izzie but Derek really wants to be here, he said he would come as soon as he was done in surgery."

"I know it's not Derek's fault, I'm really not mad at him Meredith. It's just how are we going to do this? I need a groom at my rehearsal; it's got to be a bad sign if I don't have a groom the night before the wedding!"

I hear footsteps behind me, they are picking up speed and soon I see a flash of red hair fly by my shoulder.

"Izzie I'm sorry but George is stuck in surgery with Dr. Shepard, he doesn't think he will make it." Olivia tells her.

Izzie doesn't turn around, her head dropping down towards the floor. Meredith's eyes lock with mine and she smiles.

"Izzie, I think your groom just walked in."

Her big brown eyes widened with relief as she turned her head in my direction.

"Alex, I'm so glad you're here."

"I told you I would come."

"I need you to do something for me."

"What?"

"I need you to be Mark."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Derek was supposed to stand in for him at this rehearsal but he is stuck in surgery and George is with him."

"What about the chie….what about Richard? He's right outside."

"He's giving me away Alex. You're my last hope, please?"

They are all looking at me, I feel like I am under a microscope here.

"Okay, I'll do it."

"Thank you Alex, I really appreciate it."

"No problem Iz, so what do I do?"

"Come with me."

She leads me by the hand to an old man slumped on a chair off to the side, he is either sleeping or dead, it's hard to tell. Izzie places her hand on his shoulder and speaks to him, his eyes open and he looks around.

"We're ready to start now." She tells him.

"Oh, alright then."

He asks the girls to follow him and leads them out to the hallway In back where Richard is waiting. After a good ten minutes he returns to stand next to me. He places his hands together in front of him, he has got to be close to a hundred years old and I think I can smell the faint odor of alcohol. His eyes close for a moment and he bows his head.

"Dearly beloved we are gathered here today to celebrate the life of Mary Ann Michelson…."

"Uh…excuse me."

His eyes pop open and he looks at me.

"Are you here for the Michelson funeral son?"

"Uh no, I'm here for the wedding rehearsal."

He takes a moment to process this and looks to the double wooden doors.

"Okay ladies you can start walking down the Isle!" He yells to the back of the room.

The doors slowly open and one by one they march down the Isle and take their places along the front. The doors open once more and I can't describe the feeling that comes over me as they walk arm in arm towards me. I can't remember if I have taken a breath or not, I don't really care. If I died with this as the last thing I ever saw; even if it isn't real, I would die happy. It's a small glimpse of what it would be like to be getting married to her and it's the best feeling in the world.

"This is the part where I say…Who gives this woman away? And you take your daughter by the hand and say loudly, her mother and I do."

"Oh, Okay. Should I say it now?"

"Yes sir. Who gives this woman away?"

"I do."

"Great, now place her hand in his and take a seat." He slurs.

"Okay." He places her hand in mine and sits on the pew.

He explains the ceremony to us and then we start from the top.

"Okay are you kids ready?"

"Yeah." Izzie tells him.

"Okay repeat after me, I then say your name." He says to me.

"I….wait do I use my name or his? I'm not the groom; I'm just a fill in."

"Do you know your name?"

"Yeah."

"Do you know her name?

"What? " This guy is definitely fucking drunk!

"Yes, he knows my name." Izzie says.

"Than use it, it's easier that way. Now start again…I…"

"I Alex Karev."

"Take you, and then say her name."

"Take you Isobel Stevens."

"To be my lawfully wedded wife."

"To be my lawfully wedded wife." I can't believe I have just said those words, out loud.

"I promise to be true to you in good times and bad."

"I promise to be true to you in good times and bad." I wish it was something I did in the beginning.

"In sickness in health."

"I will love and honor you all the days of my life. "

"I will love and honor you all the days of my life."

"Great and now you my dear. I… then say your name."

"I Isobel Stevens.'

"Take you…Alex what ever his name was….."

"Take you Alex Karev."

"To be my lawfully wedded husband."

Her eyes lock with mine and I can feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

"I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad."

"In sickness and in health."

"I will love and honor you all the days of my life."

"I will love and honor you all the days of my life." The last part comes out shaky and I can tell she is on the verge of a tears. She sucks in a deep breath and exhales loudly, trying to control her emotions.

"I can't say the whole thing or you will be married tonight instead of tomorrow, screwing your friends and families out of the joys of a big wedding so I'm just gonna say…you may kiss the bride, so kiss already."

"I'm not really…" I start to protest.

"That's not…" She joins in.

"Kiss her!" The old man yells at us.

I step forward and take her in my arms, when our lips touch the rest of the world just seems to melt away. We aren't two ex lovers sharing a simple kiss; we are two people expressing every emotion in one perfect kiss. My hand rests on her hip and her's are on my shoulders. My tongue sweeps over her's and she moans lightly into my mouth. I lightly graze the side of her cheek with my fingers, our kiss becoming more hurried and desperate. I hear someone clearing their throat and I start to pull away, loosing all sense of time we must have been kissing for a good five minutes. As the heat of her mouth disappears I glance over her shoulder to the left, Meredith's arms are on her hips, her eyes are scrunched together and the scowl on her face is obvious. Just behind her Cristina is not affected by any of it, she could care less. Lexie smiles at me, she is happy. Olivia's mouth hangs open in shock.

"I…Uh…Yeah, I guess this ends the rehearsal. I'm sure we all will remember this…not this as in the kissing but….Well goodnight everyone." Richard stutters before walking away.

I look back at Izzie and she is standing there with her eyes still closed, her fingers touching her lips.

"Iz."

Her eyes snap open and she spins around taking two steps in the direction of Richard Webber.

"You're leaving?" She asks him.

Meredith strides toward me and grabs my arm, pulling me off to the side.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm helping…." I answer innocently.

"You aren't! You're both going to get hurt! I know I wanted you to help her but after seeing that kiss, I know you still have old feelings and she's getting married tomorrow!"

"I know that Meredith, don't you think I know that? It's painfully obvious."

"I'm sorry Alex I just care about you both."

"Mer, can I get a ride back to the house?" Lexie interrupts us and I feel like I should be giving her a big hug for saving my ass from what I'm sure would turn into a big lecture.

"Yeah, think about what I said Alex."

Meredith follows Lexie and I make my way to the hallway, Izzie is still talking to Richard.

"I want to thank you for doing this; it means so much to me."

"I told you Izzie, you don't have to thank me. I always thought of you kids as my kids. I'm glad you asked. Are you sure it won't be a problem with your family?"

"I never knew my father; he took off before I was born." She told him quietly while staring at the patterns of the carpeting on the floor.

"I'm sorry I didn't know."

"I don't tell a lot of people."

"Well I'm proud to do this for you…I'll see you here in the morning."

"Goodnight." She says to him before he exit's the church.

"Hey, are you ready to see what I want to show you?" I ask her.

"I'm ready."