Izzie got in the hospital. Some kind of unexplained feeling was embedded in her. That meeting with Mark or more exactly the clash with him, provoked an odd mess of emotions. Why when he touched her, she felt so big excitement. What were those agitation and those shivers, which traveled all over her body. She passed through the corridor when she caught a glimpse of a man at a middle age, who was turning nervously in front of the elevator. Their eyes met just for a second, but Izzie managed to read the pain and confusion into his eyes. That was something which she saw every day in the hospital. Izzie pushed the bottom of the lift. In a few seconds the elevator opened the doors. She was just about to step in, but suddenly she stopped. She hesitated for a moment and headed to the stairs.
Mark stood before the threshold of the hospital. This evening he felt different in some point peculiar. As if something would changed. In his mind appeared Izzie's image. He smiled to himself. " Mmm, yeah Izzie Stevens. The life is strange.. " , he thought. Izzie was definitely the most beautiful woman here and he has always liked women with her proportions and looking. She had a gorgeous body and beautiful face with these warm brown eyes and these juicy lips, he felt a sudden strong desire to try them. Mark wondered what kind of taste they would have had, sweet cherry or a ripen peach. Yes, she was absolutely his type. He thought how many women he has been with when he arrived in Seattle. He was going around the hospital and has slept with women, even though he didn't like just for sex. But exactly with that one, who was ideal for a beautiful woman, he didn't even try to charm her. Well, he has made some remarks, but that was normal for him. Yes, the destiny is a strange thing. Actually he has always liked her, Mark couldn't explain to himself in what way but he has always had a strange feeling, when he was near her. Sometimes Mark felt her so close. Probably that was the reason he has never tried to take her in the bed, as he did with the other women. Mark respected her. And that was something, that seldom happened to him . Of course he made some jokes with her, but only because he enjoyed the way in which she reacted. Izzie was different. That feeling was odd as if it has been there all the time, when he was close to her- in the OR, or with some patient, but this evening that feeling was intense more than ever...
Mark got in the hospital. He directed straight to the elevator. Mark did not have idea, what kind of force, made him come here this evening, but evidently there was a reason...
"Are you going to use the lift?" Someone asked him with a nervous voice.
Mark took a shout glance to the man at middle age, who was turning agitated before the elevator. Mark hesitated for a moment and suddenly said.
"I don't think so..I'll use the stairs this time," he replied and took the way to the stairs.
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Izzie opened the door of her locker. She looked her cheek in the mirror. It wasn't so bad. There was a little trace from the hit a small red spot, nothing for which she had to worry. She took her scrubs and began to change.
Mark got in his office, taking his jacket off and threw it on his desk. He glanced at his watch. It was almost 10p.m. Surprisingly for him, he didn't feel tired, as if he has just wake up. The day was intense. So many events happened, but the night just started up. He changed into scrubs and came out from his office, turning steps towards the nurses' station. He halted on the right site of the desk.
"Hi Olivia." Mark greeted the nurse.
"Hello Dr. Sloan."
"Where are my charts?" He asked
"Here Dr. Sloan." She gave him what he asked.
"Thanks." Mark bowed his head down and began to read them.
On the opposite side of the nurses' station, Izzie was leaned at the desk doing the same. Olivia and another nurse were standing on their places watching them.
"What is doing Sloan, here? It's so late. That's not in his style to be in the hospital at this time." The nurse registered.
"Perhaps the same what Dr. Stevens is doing here at this time." Olivia suggested.
"Olivia, don't tell me that they have nothing to do in the evening. She is as a model and he is...he is Mark Sloan."
"Yeah, the handsome men and the beautiful girls are lonely sometimes.." Olivia concluded.
"Do you believe in that?" The other nurse suspiciously looked at her.
"I'm trying to take comfort to myself." Olivia smiled with bitterness.
"Did you hear Bailey has remained the clinic to her?"
"Yes you know how fast the gossip spread out at the hospital.. Talking about gossip, Jenny told me, that she saw Rose drunk in the bar, " Olivia informed her.
"It is as she is interested in doctors." The nurse said haughtily.
"As if you have never done that... " Olivia looked her, raising eyebrows.
"I'm doing it, but I don't take it seriously.."
"It deserves for someone.. " Olivia sighed, taking a glance at Mark.
Tina the other nurse kept an eye on Olivia's look.
"He is hot. " Tina said.
"If only he wasn't such a womanizer.. " Olivia wrinkled her nose.
"That's his charm.., but I think he's not fallen to the woman, who'll master him.."
" Do you think that some woman would be able to master him? " Olivia asked.
"Early or late that will happen, I just wonder who would be that lucky girl who will manage to domesticate him. " Tina wondered.
"I'm curious too." Olivia nodded
Izzie took the charts and headed to the elevator. Mark grabbed his charts too and turned to the elevator. He was walking while was reading the charts of the patients. Without lifting his head he orientated his forefinger to push the bottom of the lift. His hand runs into someone else's. Mark's and Izzie's eyes met.
"Stevens, It's a fate. Every time when I pick up my eyes I see you." Mark smiled to her
"Yeah.., it is I guess.. " She pulled her hand back from the button and left Mark to push it.
They stood one next to the other waiting for the elevator. Mark glimpsed at Izzie and made two steps to her.
"How is your cheek? " He asked
"It's... It's ok..." Izzie stammered , " There is only a little redness, but it will pass soon." She touched the place where she hit herself.
"Let me see.." Mark said and before Izzie could understand he placed his thumb on her cheek. She felt how his gaze had fired her up. Izzie swallowed without could move her eyes from his.
"You are right it's a little redden it will not remain nothing until tomorrow." He said , "You have a very creamy skin.." Mark added and removed his hand from her cheek without having any desire to do that.
"Don't worry. I'm ok. It's not so bad." Izzie mumbled.
"I'm worried, I wouldn't like being a reason to remain anything from me on this perfect face... I mean, not that kind of trace.." He smirked, while Izzie was giving him an anger eye.
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At the same time
Richard Webber passed through the main door of the hospital. His face was acquired troubled countenance. Two police officers immediately crossed his way.
"Dr. Webber good that you come so fast. We have been warned..." The police officer couldn't continue, because Richard interrupted him.
"I know, your colleagues called me. Did you catch him?" He asked impatiently.
"Not yet. But it's better to evacuate the hospital as soon as possible."
Richard preoccupied caught a head with hands.
"Only that was missing. Do everything what you have to do." Richard told them.
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Mark and Izzie were still waiting for the elevator.
"What's wrong with this elevator? " Mark wondered. He pushed the button again. Izzie glanced secretly him, without saying a word.
"Finally it's coming." He informed.
The doors opened. The strange man at middle age was inside. He scared, seeing them. The man hurried to come out of the lift. Mark looked sullen at him , while he was passing nearby them.
"Don't you think he's odd." Mark turned to Izzie.
"Yes, he looks nervous and preoccupied." She confirmed, nodding a head.
Mark moved aside, Izzie to enter first. He followed her.
"Which floor are you getting up?" He asked kindly.
"On 5th," she replied.
"What a coincidence, me too. Are you sure you don't keep an eye on me." Mark smirked.
"Do you ever hear the phrase: Only in your dreams." Izzie answered self confident.
"Yep, that's my favourite! Do you want to know about my dreams?" He gave her his McSteamy's face.
"Every woman here, knows about your dreams.. " She said annoyingly.
Mark looked at her still smirking and pushed the button for the 5th floor. The doors closed. The elevator lifted up.
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"Dr. Webber, we caught him!" The policeman shouted. The two police officers robustly held the man at middle age.
"You' ll pay for all my misery! In 3 hours the whole damned hospital will explode in the air!" The man announced meanly.
"What?!" Richard exclaimed terrified.
"This devil had put the bomb in one of the elevators. The sappers will arrive in any moment." The policeman reported.
"God..., but how is it possible? " Richard couldn't believe in what he has just heard.
"You killed my wife. She died here in your hospital in torture, thanks to all duffers who are working here. You'll pay for my wife's dead now. She was angel, she was everything for me... and you killed her. You who plays with the destinies of the people." The man looked broken up. The policemen could hardly hold him.
"I hope the elevator is empty and nobody is there." Richard pleaded.
"You are wrong, two of your stupid doctors are inside. If you think that you'll manage to avert everything, it's too late. I'm going to care they to remain there. The elevator will stop any minute. I blocked the system."
Richard felt a sharp pain cut his stomach.
IN THE ELEVATOR
Izzie tried to get Mark's eye away. She knew he was watching her. Izzie held the chart more strongly, as if this would helped her to hide her excitement, that who knows from where it was appeared again.
Mark glided his eye along Izzie's body. She had a very nice body, she held herself erected trying to look inaccessible, but he could almost see inside her mind, she felt uncomfortable. There were two possibilities - or she didn't like his presence or... he really hoped to be that - she wasn't indifferent to him.
"Stevens, are you nervous?" He asked eventually.
Izzie wondered looked at him.
"No, I'm not. Where did you get that idea from?" Izzie asked him trying to look indifferent.
"I'm saying just what I see. You seem intense.." He smirked
"Go to buy a pair of glasses, evidently you have poor eyesight.." Izzie advised him.
"I think, you are right Dr. Stevens. When you are close to me my hormonal balance is going to crazy. I lose my eyesight, my hearing and many other things.." He bowed towards her and whispered in to her ear. "Except once," Saying that he turned a head smirking, trying to imagine what face Izzie has made.
The elevator passed the 4th floor and reached the 5th. At that moment the lights switched off and the lift has completely stopped.
"Oh, my God! What was that?!" Izzie shouted. She instinctively jumped on to Mark's embrace. He held her immediately.
"Calm down, Stevens. We stuck."
"We stuck?! What does it mean we stuck?!" Izzie was near the panic.
"Perhaps the lift has damaged. Just calm down and don't worry! Soon will go on... I hope!" Mark added in a low voice. He pushed the emergency button. The emergency lights switched on. Izzie still held him strongly. Her body was clinging to his.
"What? Why is not going on?" Izzie was scared.
"I'm sure it will go on soon. Such things happened every day.." Mark reassured her.
"Such thing doesn't happen to me. I…I can't stay closed here, it's like a trap.."
"How you could not be happy in such a romantic place...with me.." Mark whispered in to her ear.
Izzie looked him making a disgusting face.
"I'm sure it's sound shocking for you, but you are not presented in my dreams...neither that place."
"It wouldn't be for a long..." He smirked.
Izzie gave him a freeze look and pulled from his hands back.
"Why are you touching me?" She angered.
"If I remember well, you were that who jumped on me." Mark noticed.
"I was scared " Izzie justified herself.
"Good excuse.., but I don't take it!" Mark winked at her.
"I don't want to listen to you! I want to know why the fucking elevator doesn't go. Damned ! Do something!" Izzie turned to him desperately.
"What should I do? I'm not a lift technician." He said.
"You are a man and you are supposed to be good in these things.."
"I'm a man and I'm good in other things.." Mark said giving her his McSteamy's face. She rolled her eyes.
"That's punishment! Staying here closed in this elevator with you. It wouldn't be more bad.." Izzie reconciled.
"It would be.." He said pulling her towards his body.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Izzie angered tried to release from Mark's embrace. He was held her strongly.
"Look there!" He pointed the ceiling of the lift. Izzie lifted her head. That what she saw frozen her.
"OH MY GOD!" She hardly mumbled , "That's...that's..." Izzie stammered.
"Bomb!" Mark ended the sentence instead of her.
Izzie closed her eyes, as if all that did not happen in reality, so that when she opened her eyes that wouldn't be real. Alas, when she opened her eyes the bomb was still there and was counting the minutes :2.58
A/N What a fiery combination Mark and Izzie closed in the elevator..., what do you think?