Izzie
The elevator doors opened slowly. Izzie craned her neck ot see what was on the other side. BUt she froze when she saw who it was.
George stood before her. A flash of deja vu's hit her hard. She had been here before, staring at him in his army costume while she stood in that pink dress.
"George," she mumbled, bearly audible.
A tear ran down George's cheek. "Izzie," he whispered.
Despte everything, she wasn't afraid. He had basically haunted all of them, and she still wasn't afraid.
"How?" Izzie whispered, wiping a tear that rolled down her face.
"How what?" George asked.
"How the hell did you do all of this?" she demanded.
"Ask Meredith," George responded, wiping his hand across his face.
Izzie just stared for a moment, not sure what to do. She took a step towards George. She watched as George could hardly take it anymore. He ran forwards and pulled Izzie into his arms and she threw her arms around him. They cried in each others arms.
"Man, I've missed you Izzie," George cried.
"You missed me?" Izzie sobbed, shaking her head. "I couldn't see you! I had to live without you! I miss my best friend!"
George slowly pulled himself together and stepped back. "There's no time," he said, shaking his head.
"W-what?" Izzie asked.
"You have to go back before it's to late."
"No!" Izzie nearly screamed. "I can't lose you! Not again!"
George's lip quivered and he tried to hold himself together. "Don't you understand Izzie?" George asked, shaking his head, side to side. "You never lost me, and you never will."
Izzie took a deep shuttering breath.
"Oh Izzie,I'm right here. I won't go anywhere, I promise. Just please don't die, okay? Please. I can't live without you. I love you so much Izzie," a voice sobbed from far away.
Izzie froze and gasped. "Alex," she whispered.
"He needs you," George said. "He's with your body right now."
"Just... please... please don't die, Iz. I love you too much to live without you. I can't live without Iz. I can't."
"He can't live without you," George said.
Izzie looked up at him as tears filled her eyes.
Meredith
"Izzie!" Meredith gasped.
The elevator doors slammed shut.
It felt like only a second later that she was laying on somehting flat, and the sound of sobbing oculd be heard next to her. She squirmed and her entire body ached.
As she swallowed, her throat felt extreamely dry. She began to cough like crazy. She oculdn't help it.
The sobbing ceased a moment before someone gasped her name. It sounded so far away.
But all she could think about was Izzie and that pink dress. The dress that she was wearing while lying in the dead arms of Denny Doquette.
Izzie.
That's all she could think about. Was Izzie dead? Did the car accident kill her?
She had to tell someone. She needed to ask and get an answer.
"I-I-I-z-z-ie," Meredith stammered out in bearly a whisper, unable to find her voice.
Meredith felt something touch her cheek. The hand felt like it hand been burnt. There were a few blisters on it.
"What was that?" a voice whispered. "Come on Mer. What did you say?"
Meredith couldn't take this anymore. She had to know if Izzie was alright. She forced her eyes open in a quick movement and screamed ot the word that she had been trying to say.
"Izzie!"
As she slowly came to her sences she saw that Derek was sitting next to her. He was sitting next to her and he was alive. Alive!
His eyes were wide with shock. He jst stared for a moment.
"Derek?" Meredith whispered.
Derek leaned down slowly and pressed his lips to her forehead before slowly sitting up. "Are you alright?" he whispered.
"Yeah..." Meredith trailed off, shaking her head. "Is the baby..."
"The baby is fine," Derek smiled. "You hit your head... you might want to take it easy. You got a concussion. But I was told that if you woke up, that you and the baby would be okay."
Meredith smiled for only a second before it faded away. "Lexie?"
"She's in surgery," a new voice answered.
Meredith gasped and her eyes shot over to find Mark wartching them with tears running down his cheeks. She had never seen him cry, and suddenly he was crying all the time.
"We don't know anything yet," Derek sighed.
Meredith nodded slowly. "Cristina?"
"I was told she was fine. She just brused her back pretty bad," Mark answered before Derek could.
Meredith nodded again. "Alex?"
"He has a slipped disk in his back, I believe," Derek said. "Cristina and one of his patients save him."
"Hailey," Meredith whispered.
She then looked up at Derek and clsoed her eyes as she asked. "Izzie?"
Derek sighed and squeezed her hand. "She is in a coma," Derek answered. "She was in a car accident, on the way to come to the hospital when she heard. I don't even know how she got there so quickly."
Meredith blinked back tears. "She was already here," she whispered.
"But... why?" Derek asked, clearly confused.
"She was worried about Alex," Meredith replied.
"But why would she be... unless..." Derek trailed off, his eyes widening. "You guys knew the fire would start, didn't you?"
Meredith chocked on a sob. "Well... I mean... not exactly," she mumbled.
"Not exactly? Did you have something to do witht he fire starting?" Mark demanded, suddenly furious.
"No! Of course not!" Meredith cried.
Derek grabbed Meredith's face between his hands and turned it to look him straight in the eye. You coudn't look away. "How. Did. You. Know?" he said, his voice a dark whisper.
Meredith's lip trembled. "I knew because... because...
"Because what?" Mark nearly shouted.
"Because George warned us!"
Alex
Alex watched as a nurse walked into the room. She checked his vitals. "How are you feeling?" she asked.
"Like I was burnt alive," Alex answered.
The nurse chuckled, humorlessly.
"I want to see her," Alex said suddenly.
The nurse's smile faded. "Excuse me?"
"My wife... or x-wife I guess. I want to see her."
"I-I'm sorry-
"Izzie Stevens. She was in a car accident."
The nurse shook her head as she caught on. "I'm sorry but you can't."
"I can and I will."
"Right now, all yo need to worry about is getting better," the nurse said, trying to sound sweet.
"The only reason I have to get better, to even be alive is Izzie! I can't live without her! You want me to get healed faster, let me see her. I need to see her."
The nurse hesitated before giving up and telling Alex to wait a second, before leaving the room. A minute later, she came back with a stretcher. She helped him onto it and he groaned in pain as she did so. The nurse began to wheel him through the hospital, all the way down the hallway, to an elvator, three floors up, to Izzie's room.
"Be prepared for what you will see. She is in bad shape," the nurse said.
"Thank you, nurse...
"Rose," the nurse said.
Alex nodded as she pushed him through the door into Izzie room. That;s when he froze. She had cut and bruises and bandages all over her face. Her head was wrapped in a bandage. Her skin was pale from the loss of blood.
Alex's lip trembeled as Nurse Rose pushed him up next to Izzie. "I'll give you two a moment alone," she whispered before leaving the room.
Alex's hand shook as he reached it over to Izzie's bed and took her cold hand into his. He closed it in between both of his hand and tried to warm it. He leaned forwards the best he could without hurting himself, and kissed her hand.
"Oh Izzie," he sobbed. He drew in a shaky breath. "I'm right here. I won't go anywhere, I promise. Just please don't die, okay? Please. I can't live without you. I love you so much Izzie."
Izzie's breathing didn't change. She just continued to pull in slow, shaky breaths. In. Out. In. Out.
"Just... please... please don't die, Iz. I love you too much to live without you. I can't live without Iz. I can't."
"I love you."
"Oh Alex," Izzie cried. "I love you too."
George looked at Izzie sadly. "Which is why you have to go back."
Izzie nodded slowly and took a step back. George quickly pressed the botton for the elevator to close.
Izzie watched as the doors were almost all the way shut. But she oculdn't just leave, just like that. She had one more thing to do first.
She threw her hand in between the doors and they stopped and opened back up when they senced it. "Izzie," George said. "What are you-
Izzie ran forwards and threw her arms around him before he could finish that sentence. "Goodbye George," she whispered.
"Bye Iz. Remember. I'm not going anywhere. You can always talk to me. You just won't hear my answer."
Izzie nodded slowly and kissed George's cheek before turning and walking into the elevators. She was slightly as the doors began to shut and George waved back.
"Not going anywhere," George whispered once again, but she didn't hear him.
Meredith
"I knew because... because...
"Because what?" Mark nearly shouted.
"Because George warned us!"
Derek looked at Mereidth increduously. "Maybe she needs surgery on her brain," Mark said slowly.
Derek shot a look at Mark before turning back to Meredith. "What are you talking about?" he asked her.
Meredith sighed. "Remember when I fainted?" she asked.
Derek nodded.
"Well it wasn't because I'm pregnant. I had gotten a text message. It had said, 'I have to warn you ahead of time before it is too late. The worst is yet to come. -George' George then sent me a vision of you laying on the ground, nearly dead, in a pile of flames. The next thing I knew, I was waking up on the ground, freaking out, and you were there, looking all dreamy and worried. And at first I had thought I was crazy. And I couldn't tell you, because you would think I had something wrong with my brain."
Mark chuckeled dryly. "And you don't now?" he said sarcastically.
"Mark," Derek warned.
Mark slid down in his chair and shut up. "Go on," he told Meredith.
"Look, if you don't believe me, you can ask Izzie, Cristina, Alex and Lexie. They got visions too."
Derek thought for a moment before his eyes widened. "Cristina fainted in your room," he said.
"We each had something to blame it on. She said she was dehydrated. I said I got dizzy because I was pregnant."
Derek shook his head slowly. "But this doesn't make sence."
His phone suddenly started to vibrate in his pocket. His eyes widened and Meredith smirked as he pulled out his phone and pressed it to his ear.
"Hello?" he aswered.
"She's telling the truth Shepherd," a voice said before the line cut off.
Derek gasped and nearly threw the phone across the room. "That's nice, break the phone," Meredith said sarcastically.
Derek turned to Mark and looked at him helplessly. "He called me," he said.
Cristina
Cristina opened her eyes slowly and found Owen staring at her. "You look exausted," she whispered.
"You scared me half to death. What do you expect?" Owen murmured.
Cristina scooted over in her bed and patted it. "Get some rest."
"Cristina, you need to be careful-
"Owen. Listen to me."
"Last time I did, I watched you nearly burn alive."
"Owen," Cristina whispered.
"You knew the fire was going to happen," Owen said suddenly. "You got me out of the building, and stayed inside. You knew it would happen. How?" he demanded.
Cristina looked away. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you," she said.
"Want to bet?" Owen asked.
Cristina turned her face to Owen and looked down at his hand which was holding hers. "I had a vision," she mumbled, only telling half of the story. "A vision of the future."
She prepared herself before looking up at Owen's expression. His eye were wide and he stared at her in shock.
"Told you," Cristina said.
Mark
"There you are," a voice said.
Mark looked up to see a nurse peeking into the room. Everything that just happened erased from his mind and he stood up. "How is she?" he asked. "How's Lexie?"
A/N: So many reviews! I am shocked.
I do have to ask if there is anything else that you guys want to see. How should this end? Would it be stupid to make a sequal?
I need reviews for updates people.