-1Alex's POV
We are in the air, on the only flight that had two last minute seats. I hear her soft snore and look down at the golden strands of hair splayed across my chest as her head is slumped against my shoulder. I can see the lights of the city through the small window. Soon I will be married to Izzie Stevens, the girl I have been in love with since my intern year at Seattle Grace. I'm marrying Izzie, I can't stop saying it in my mind. Maybe I'm trying to convince myself it's real, after all I never imagined we would be doing this one day. I always thought if I got married, it would be in a cheesy Vegas chapel….I just figured there would be alcohol involved. I want to let her rest, she needs it, but I just can't stop myself from kissing the top of her head lightly.
Izzie's POV
My eyes flutter open as I am pulled out of the most wonderful dream, Alex and I are getting married. Except it's not a dream at all, it's a dream come true. To think when I first met him I thought he was the biggest ass I'd ever met in my life. No way was I ever gonna let someone like him in my pants…and what did I do, I let him into my heart. I don't regret it for one moment, I only wish we could've figured it out sooner. I peer down at the ring on my left hand as my fingers lay protectively on my stomach. A lump forms in my throat as I push away the uncertain feelings that start to invade my body. I know what I have to do, tell Mark. I don't really know how he will react, we never talked about kids. We never talked about anything, the sex seemed to get in the way of that somehow.