N/A: I have made a mistake! I just realized that i posted chapter three twice and its been that way for a while, sorry i didn't catch it earlier, so here is the ACTUAL chapter four, sorry about that!

Ch. 4

"Just like I thought." Izzie said as she examined my x-rays. "Completely clear."

"So, does that mean. I can leave?" I asked feeling like an eager puppy.

"No." She said taking the x-rays off of the light box and putting them back into the envelope they came in.

"There's nothing wrong with me!" I complained. If I were a puppy my tail would have instantly went limp.

"You're a psychic angle that fell from the freakin sky! You're telling me that there's nothing wrong with you?"

My eye brows pulled together. I was almost offended by that." Well when you put it that way."

"Besides, where would you go?"

I paused, I hadn't given it that much thought. "I.. I don't know. But I'll figure it out!"

Izzie gave a chuckle, "Yeah, sure."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

She began to wheel me back to my room. "Nothing." I could feel the grin that she worn on her face burning into the back of my skull. "Hey why don't you stay with me?"

I couldn't help but laugh, "We barely know each other. A-and you're my doctor, shouldn't we keep our relationship completely professional?"

"Ms. Kepner, if you wanted to keep this relationship professional, you shouldn't have told me that you were an angle, because as your doctor I should really call for a psych consult but as your friend, well , we can be friends. And what do you mean we barely know anything about each other? I barely know anything about you."

I smiled at the thought of having a friend, and maybe I wouldn't put blue dye in her bleach. "Touché Izzie Stevens Touché. Ok. Lets be friends."

"Alright Alice Kepner." she said as we entered my room. I got up and walked to the bed and sat down. Izzie held up the manila envelope I have to go give these to doctor Shepard. He's not going to believe this."

"Hey wait a second! I don't want everyone to know! I don't need that kind of attention."

"But I have to give him the x-rays anyways."

"Give him someone else's x-rays! Trust me Izzie if everyone finds out that I'm and angle, their gonna want blessings and everything else."

"But I thought only god could do that."

"Yeah I know! That's my point!"

"Ok! Ok. I'll figure something out"

I nodded "Ok." I watched as she turned to leave again, "I'll Be watching!" I warned.

"Ohhh I'm scared!"

"Well Ms. Kepner." Doctor Shepard said, "It looks like you will be discharged soon." He was looking at my x-rays, holding them up to the light in complete disbelief. "I have never seen anything so remarkable. I almost don't believe it even though I'm holding the proof in my hand."

Izzie stood behind him filling out what I assumed were my discharge papers. "Tell me about it doc." I said.

"Has this happened before?" He asked. Izzie paused momentarily and I thought I saw a slight smile appear but she quickly went back to her paper.

"You mean wounds from surgery healing in one day?"

"Yes."

"I've never had surgery before."

"Well it's a simply astounding thing." He said as he turned to leave the room. "I'm turning you over to doctor Stevens know." He then left the room.

I sighed as he left and Izzie sat next to me in a chair. "He's taken." She said with a grin.

'What?" I could feel the blood rushing to my face and I looked the other way. "You don't think I know that?"

"I just thought I'd tell you since it seems like you wanna rip off you gown and start eating his face every time he comes in."

She was right about this. "He's got a suiting nickname. He definitely is McDreamy. Meredith is lucky." I found myself ,again, tracing a familiar pattern on the blanket with my fingernails. "Do you think Meredith would believe me?"

"Hm. I don't know." She looked up from her paper work at me, "Mer is a complicated person, if I had to guess I'd say.. No. But I mean, you said it yourself, who would? I didn't believe you until a few hours ago. And Cristina would just laugh and tell you to go back to the psych floor. I'd say that if you wanted to tell someone else then tell George. He's pretty trust worthy."

"Well I wasn't planning on telling anyone else but thanks."

"I told Mer that a Friend was in town and that she was going to stay with me for a while."

"I'm guessing that I'm that friend?"

"Of, course. But hey, don't say any thing about you being my patient."

"Oh, I know." Of the things that I knew about my new friend was that she often had trouble distancing herself, emotionally, from her patients. A patient from her past proved this. Reviewing Izzie's memories in my head I saw that the patients name was Denny, A heart transplant recipient who had proposed to her just before he had died.

"Alright." Izzie said, standing up and handing me the paper work." All you have to do is sign these papers and we can get out of here."

"We? You mean you and me?"

"Well, yeah. You were my last patient of the day, and how do you expect to get in the house with out me?"

"Oh, good point." I took the paper and a pen and quickly signed my name. It felt weird to hold a pen in my hand after so long. I looked at my signature and could barley read it myself. The only letter that was even the slightest bit legible was the failed attempt at an loopy "A". It looked like a retarded monkey's attempt at forgery. "Uhh. That's a beautiful signature isn't it?"

Izzie glanced at it and looked at me like I actually was a retarded monkey. "Sure is."

"You're a terrible liar." I said as I handed her the papers again.

"Ok. I'll go make these final and we'll leave."

"Ookay, but umm where are my clothes?"

Izzie's eyes widened a bit, "Uhh, their gone."

I blinked and stared at her. She stared at me and then opened her mouth as if she was going to say something but I spoke first, "Gone?"

"Uh, yeah we had to cut them off of you to assess the damage to your abdomen."

"Well then what am I supposed to wear?" I stood up. "I cant wear I paper polka dot dress with my butt hanging out the back in public!"

"Ok." Izzie turned to the door, just wait here I'll be back with some clothes for you."

"Stylish paper polka dot pants?" I asked sarcastically.

"No, you just sit back down and I'll be back."

I sat down on the bed and watched my friend leave. I was smiling on the inside, I'd done good. My first day here and I had already made a friend. Now all I have to do is wait for a life threatening situation. I laid back on the pillows and looked up at the ceiling and wondered what Izzie's friends would think of me. Would they treat me differently because I wasn't a surgeon. What am I doing? Why do I care about what they will think? And then I realized that I was going to meet them eventually, and from what I could tell from Izzie's memories, they were all nice on some level. I could tell that Cristina and I would get along. I was interested to know about Meredith, there was something about this person that bugged me in a good way, almost like Izzie. When I imagined Georges face I saw the underdog of the group, a gentle and caring person and I felt a warm feeling. Weird. Alex was going to take some time to get use to. I could tell that we were going to have rough start. I'm sure that Alex wasn't as much of a jackass as he let on, he intrigued me almost as much as Meredith did.

"Ok, I got you some clothes." Izzie said, throwing some light blue scrubs on my bed. I stared at the scrubs and gave a half smile, "Scrubs?"

"Well, yeah. I don't have anything other than that, so deal with it." she said. I sat up and grabbed the scrubs and headed to the bathroom, "Your not going to strip for me?" She asked sarcastically.

"Haha…no" I said closing the door. I pulled off the paper dress and pulled the shirt over my head and the pants over my leg and pulled them up to my waist. "Hmm, look at that." I said. "I could almost pass for a doctor all I need is a badge. I opened the door and walked out. Into the room to see Izzie talking with The chief of surgery. I quickly turned around to retreat back into the bathroom but he had noticed me.

"Who is this?" he asked Izzie. She turned to look at me.

"Oh, this is um-"

I looked at Izzie and decided that I would be able to help her out with this explanation. "Hi, I'm Alice." I smiled and walked over to him with an outstretched hand. "Alice Kepner."

He took my, "Kepner?" He looked at Izzie, then back at me. "Are you Aprils sister?"

I heard his question but only barely, I was busy viewing his memories. Just as I had seen Izzie's memories, everything that the chief had ever done, thought about, or said flowed like a river of knowledge into my head. I instantly judged this book by his cover, and I judged him completely wrong. I never would have thought that he would be the type have an affair! "Alice? You ok?" He asked.

I blinked and shook my head slightly, "Sorry, uh, yes. April is my sister. I was visiting her today." I said politely.

"Ahh. I see." he said. "Can I ask why your wearing scrubs.?"

I looking to the side trying to come up with a good answer that wouldn't involve Izzie loosing her job. "I.. just got off of work." I said quickly. "Yeah, I work at a different hospital."

"Oh?" He seemed interested. Please don't ask anymore questions, I silently begged. "What hospital?"

I mentally beat myself in the face for coming up with this lie. "Uh, Seattle Presbyterian." Izzie said.

I let out a relieved sigh, "Yep."

"Huh, April never mentioned you would be coming for a visit."

"Oh really?" I put my hands on my hip and stamped my foot "That girl never mentions me!"

"What's your specialty?" He asked. Does he have and off switch!

Just then Izzie's pager started to beep she looked at it and huffed a sigh, "Oh, I got a patient emergency." She said looking at me.

"Oh! Great! I'll come with you!" I said walking past Dr. Webber. Together we left the room in a hurry and almost raced down the hall.

"Saved by the pager!" Izzie laughed.

"Oh I Know!"

"Nice April lie by the way."

"Oh it wasn't a lie." I said.