Pig convention or the art of speaking your mind Chapter 2, a grey's anatomy fanfic

Okay, I have two reviews, that is enough for me! But this story is gonna keep coming in little pieces, but in a tight rhythm!

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It was three o'clock in the morning and Izzie just wanted to go to the bathroom, when there was a noise in the kitchen or the living room.

Meredith was out with Derek and Alex, the bastard, could be heard snoring in the whole house, so there had to be someone, who didn't belong there.

She had taken a self-defense course once during her modeling time, because she had gotten scary letters and there were man following her around, so she took the advice from a friend to learn how to defend herself.

The lights were out and Izzie couldn't see a thing, until she saw a black shadow moving and a little sneeze. The burglar went from the living room to the kitchen, perfect.

Izzie tiptoed the steps further down, until she was right behind him. She did a quick move and he was with his stomach on the kitchen counter and his hands were behind his back.

"Shit!"

"What do you want or I will call the police!"

"Izzie! It's me!"

Quickly she let goof him and he turned around.

"Derek… I am so sorry! I didn't mean to, I was just… I thought you were someone breaking in."

"Well obviously I am not. Oh god Stevens, you sure do have a nice grip. Where did you learn that?"

"I'm sorry again and, well… I took a course to protect me from crazy fans during my modeling times and I grew up in a trailer park, I think that should be enough. But what are you doing here? I thought Meredith was out with you?"

"She was paged and I told her I'd be waiting here for her."

"It is three in the morning."

"What are you doing up so early?"

"Whatever… you want some cake or cookies? I made them tonight."

She didn't even wait for him to answer, she took them out of the fridge and put them on the table.

"Izzie, I wanted to apologize for the other day…I…"

"It's fine. I'll be going back to bed."

"No wait, don't run away again."

"Derek, we shouldn't even be having this conversation. Your girlfriend and my friend, who is like a sister to me, could come back every second."

Derek looked like he understood and sat down.

"You are right, of course, I'm sorry."

She nodded an turned to leave again.

"But there would be no harm done, when we, as roommates would eat a piece of cake together."

He smiled and grabbed a second chair for her.

"Come, sit."

She took two forks from a drawer and gave him one, while both started to laugh out loud.

To be continued…