I Drove All Night
Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's Anatomy, or the characters.
PART TWO
Izzie Stevens had it all. She had a great career as a surgical resident at the most prestigious teaching hospital in Portland. She was primarily specializing in neo-natal surgery and loved every minute of it. She had a great long-distance best friend in Alex Karev. And, most importantly, she was engaged to George O'Malley. He had a proposed four months ago, but they had yet to set a date because of their busy schedules. Even so, Izzie was happy that she had someone special to go home to at the end of every day. And she and George were so happy and as perfect as can be.
One day, after a long sixteen hour shift, Izzie came home and noticed that something was off. Nothing was different. In fact, everything was exactly as she had left it, but there was something. Choosing to ignore the feeling, she climbed the stairs to her bedroom, wondering if George was still awake, or if he had fallen asleep after his long day. She opened the door, and saw something that she never thought she would have to see.
"What the hell is this?" she demanded. George was lying in bed with the slutty scrub nurse that Izzie had always hated.
"Izzie…"
"No, don't you 'Izzie' me! I think your…friend may want to leave for this portion of the evening." And with that, the scrub nurse grabbed her clothes and ran out of the room.
"How the hell could you do this to me, George? We're engaged. I thought that meant something. Then again, you were married to Callie, so why should I have expected anything better?"
"Don't bring up Callie. That was different."
"When my fiancé cheats on me, I get to bring up whatever I want." She paused, thinking of what to say next.
"Pack your stuff, George."
"And go where?"
"A hotel, a motel, a trailer park, a hollow tree. I don't care!"
"Izzie, come on. She came on to me…"
"Get. Your. Stuff. And. Leave. NOW."
George knew that continuing to defend his actions would be pointless, so he walked silently out of the room, down the steps, and out the front door.
Izzie sat on her bed and broke down crying. Two failed engagements in her life. She had risked her career for Denny, then he died. She left everything for George, and then he cheated. Not knowing what to do, she picked up the phone. It was only 10:00, surely he would still be up.
"Hello?"
"Alex… It's me. Izzie."
"Hey, Iz. What's wrong? You sound all sniffly."
"George… He…" The rest of Izzie's words were incoherent, and muffled by the sounds of her sobs.
"Izzie, I can't hear you. But I need you to listen to me. Everything is going to be okay. I promise."
With those comforting words, Izzie hung up the phone, leaving Alex to wonder what the hell had just happened.