I Drove All Night
Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's Anatomy or any of the characters.
PART THREE
Just as he was getting home from a long shift at the hospital, including an appendectomy and an emergency c-section, Alex Karev heard the awful, piercing sound of the ringing phone. Glancing at the caller ID, Alex picked up the phone to talk to the one person he would pick up the phone for when he was this tired. Izzie.
""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."
Izzie hung up the phone. Alex sat there, staring at the phone, trying to decide what to do. He was exhausted, he had no idea what was actually going on; there was no reason for him to do anything but wait for a follow-up phone call. That's exactly what he would have done if it has been anyone else on the phone.
But it wasn't anyone else. It was Izzie. And so, without any further hesitation, Alex threw some clothes and basic necessities in a duffel bag and jumped in his car, prepared to make the four hour drive to Portland.
Author's Note: I know this is a short chapter, but I promise that there will be another (better) update coming within a day or two. Thank you so much for all the reviews!