Chapter 10

Lexie slowly walked outside and up to where Teddy sat.

Teddy turned at the sound of her footsteps and turned around immediately to hide her face at Lexie.

"I know you must be pissed," Lexie said. "I would be too."

Teddy rolled her eyes and huffed loudly, folding her arms over her chest.

"Please leave," Teddy whispered, to weak by that time to do anything more.

"Don't be angry with Mark," Lexie insisted."It's not his fault."

"I didn't see him pulling away when you two were locking lips," Teddy snapped.

"You can't do this to Mark-

"I'll do whatever the hell I want to!" Teddy shrieked, standing up. "I was finally happy again! I was happy without Owen! And you took that from me!"

"I kissed him!" Lexie screamed, over Teddy. "I kissed him and he didn't pull away because he was too freaking shocked!"

"W-what?" Teddy stuttered.

Lexie looked away and tried to hide the tears. She was fighting for her Mark. And now suddenly she was fighting for him to keep his girlfriend.

Lexie understood that Teddy was closer to his age and everything, but she still loved Mark. And he clearly didn't want her.

He wanted Teddy.

Teddy was shocked. She sat there with her mouth hanging open and her eyes were wide.

"I-I'm sorry," Lexie whispered. "I was Jealous, and stupid."

"Well you're right about the second part," Teddy said.

"Look, all I'm asking is that you forgive Mark. It wasn't his fault. I see the way he looks at you. He used to look at me like that. I guess that I was just a jealous, idiotic fool," Lexie said, choking on her tears.

"Once again you would be correct," Teddy said. "So he didn't kiss you?"

Did you not freaking hear me woman? How many times must I repeat myself?! Lexie thought.

"No," Lexie answered.

"But you kissed him?" Teddy asked.

Okay, really smart one?

"Yes."

Teddy nodded her head and then stood up.

"Well I guess I need to talk to Mark then."

"W-what?" Izzie stuttered, tears coming to her eyes. "He d-died?"

Alex stroked her hair. "But he was just in here," Izzie said.

"You are seeing dead people again," Alex told her.

Izzie whimpered and hid her face in Alex's shoulder. "B-b-but how…

"Do you want me to start from the beginning?" Alex offered, and Izzie nodded against his shoulder. "Well you had the surgery a few months ago. It was successful until we realized that every few minutes your memory reset."

Izzie shook her head and cried harder. "So i-is that why I c-can't remember?"

"No," Alex said. "We don't know why yet. Your memory eventually came back. we told you that O'Malley joined the army as a doctor."

"Did he get killed in the war?" Izzie cried into Alex's chest.

"Shh, no Iz. He didn't. Just listen and I'll explain."

Izzie nodded. "Sorry Alex."

"That's okay. It's fine… So anyway we had gotten into a fight and you remembered about it. I was freaking out about the memory loss and sort of took it out on you. Sorry by the way."

"It's okay Alex." Izzie kissed his shoulder.

"I love you Iz. So anyway we were hugging and making up. And then you went limp and your arm fell down and hit the bed and the heart monitor flat lined. You stopped breathing. You died right in front of me."

"Oh my God," Izzie whispered.

"But they brought you back. And that's when I found out that…

"What?" Izzie asked. "Was it about George?"

"Mean while, while we were in your room, Meredith and Derek had a post it note wedding." Izzie opened her mouth to question but Alex shook his head. "Later," he said. "There was this patient though and his face was destroyed from being hit by a bus. He had pushed a girl out of the way and gotten hit instead of her. He was dragged by the bus because they didn't know he was under there. Meredith was his doctor and he kept trying to write in her hand with his finger. He couldn't hold a pen and when Meredith finally let him write in her hand she understood what he was writing."

"What did he write? And what does this have to do with anything else?" Izzie demanded.

He wrote double o' seven in her hand Iz," Alex said, looking away and biting his lip. He had a feeling that this wouldn't go so well. And he was right.

"Double o' seven. Double o' seven. Double o' seven," Izzie whispered again and again, trying to figure it out.

"And then the man squeezed Meredith's hand and tried to show her who he was. When he grabbed her hand…

"Oh my God!" Izzie shrieked, a cry escaping from her throat. "George! Oh no!"

"Shh, shh," Alex hushed her. "It's okay. It's okay."

Izzie couldn't believe it. She couldn't freaking believe what happened to George. It was impossible. It just couldn't be happening. But it did. And for some reason she felt like she should know that.

"I'm alright," a voice said from next to her. "It wasn't too bad."

"How can you say that?" Izzie cried.

"What?" Alex questioned.

"George," Izzie cried.

Meredith stood outside the door and watched as Izzie sobbed into Alex's shoulder.

Poor Izzie.

She looked so broken and confused. Everything was so wrong.

Nothing was going just the way it should be.

But Meredith couldn't help but think that everything was just absolutely horrible.

Everything!

A/N: So please vote in the poll I created. And review for an update and a preview of the next chapter. Sorry for the short chapter. But I wanted to update and this is all I had time to write.

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