A/N Thank you norafanJJJ
Izzie made a bound, hearing Richard's voice sounding through the elevator. She turned to Mark, catching his hand.
"Did you hear that? This is Dr. Webber! " Izzie said briskly.
"Yes, he is." Mark rose to his feet.
"Mark, are you there? To reply to me you have to push the speaker button, which is on the panel with the buttons. You can find it next to the emergency button. " Richard explained in detail.
"Hurry up, push it! " Izzie was jumping around Mark excited. He made what Richard said to him. Mark pushed the button.
"We are here, chief! Me and Dr. Stevens. " Mark gazed at Izzie, who came nearer him. Her eyes sparkled in hope and expectancy.
"Are you all right?" Richard asked worried.
"Yes we are. " Mark said and then added. "We will be all right for less then 3 hours."
"Mark, Izzie listen to me. Here are the sappers and the lift engineers, who are working to pull you out from there as soon as possible. Don't touch the bomb. The sappers are saying that it would be disarmed easily just to reach it. The lift engineers are doing their job to open the elevator. Keep cool! " He said mildly.
"We will be chief!" Mark assured him.
"I'll keep you informed about any change on the situation." Richard promised.
"Ok we are waiting!" Said Mark quietly.
"And Mark one more thing. Take care about Dr. Stevens. " Richard demanded.
Mark smirked.
"Chief, I'm menaced from double grave danger, if the bomb doesn't kill me, Stevens would do that with confidence."
Richard smiled into the speaker.
"So, I have to admit that I prefer Dr. Stevens to kill you, than the bomb! I call you later again. "
Mark released his hand from the button and turned to Izzie.
"Well it remains only to wait!" He said.
She nodded silently. Izzie leaned her head to the wall and slowly brought down, seating on the floor again.
"Are you ok?" Mark asked.
"I'm ok, but what kind of man could do such a thing, to put a bomb in the hospital's elevator full with so many innocent people.." She said, her voice soothing.
"Someone desperate..., crazy...or... sick...!" He turned and put his hands on the wall with his back towards Izzie. Mark fixed forehead on the wall. Izzie couldn't resist and slipped her eye on to his body. Mark was definitely a handsome man. Tall, with really, really broad shoulders, strong hands, and a nice manly back. He was amazingly well proportioned. She understood why the women fell so easily down in his captivity. And she had to recognize, that even the dead danger, Mark managed to give her assurance in any moment. She knew that he probably felt the same terror like her, but he was keeping so confident. Izzie continued watching him, who was still with his back to her.
"We both didn't have to be here this evening and how we found ourselves in an elevator with bomb." Izzie was thinking a voice.
"I have always known, that I don't have to refuse an invitation for sex." Mark noticed, turning face to Izzie. He took the same position like her on the floor, seating against her.
"You have refused an invitation for sex?!" Izzie didn't even try to hide her astonishment.
"Yep!" He confirmed.
Izzie sighed, nodding sympathetically.
"Yeah, I did the same, thinking that I would make the biggest mistake in my life again, but regarding this situation that possible mistake it seems to me now so small and insignificant. Damn Alex, he didn't have to kiss me, I wouldn't be here, now. "
Mark fixed her with eyes.
"Karev has kissed you?"
Izzie dropped her eyes down.
"Yes, but.. he kissed me, because he was desperate and miserable for the sake of Rebecca. " She smiled wryly.
"And you rejected Karev, remaining him more miserable... " Mark assumed, raising eyebrows.
"Oh, shut up! It's evidently that and you have made some woman miserable this evening. " Izzie grinned , "Poor Callie!" She exclaimed sympathetically.
"Callie?! " Mark gave her an inquired eye.
"Yes, Callie!" Izzie repeated.
"Why did you decide it's Callie?" He asked cheerfully.
"Isn't she? I know, you are sleeping together! " Izzie said imperturbability.
"Then you are interested in me?!" Mark smirked.
"No, I'm interested in Callie." Izzie said sarcastically, "Men like you don't represent any interest for me!"
"Well, I've got news for you. You are late. She is already busy, but both with Erica can invite you for threesome."
"Erica??" Izzie opened eyes widely.
"Yes... Erica!"
Izzie was watching Mark still confused. She couldn't understand if she has heard rightly.
"Erica Hanh and Callie..." She stammered, "You are trying to say, that... that they are..., that they have...a relationship..."
Evidently Mark was amusing with Izzie's astonishment face.
"I don't know how the things would go, but I think that someting could happen between them. There is chemistry there. " He explained calmly.
Izzie could hardly believe in her ears.
"You are not joking, are you?" She inquired cautiously.
"That's not a joke. They are attracted by each other. Besides their first kiss was exactly in this elevator! " Said Mark casually.
Izzie was stunned again after hearing this. Her great brown eyes opened more widely.
"They were kissing in the elevator and... and you have been there, watching them?!"
"Yes I was there and to show you how I'm reformed I'll tell you that I refused their offer to make threesome with two women. But if you participate Stevens, I would change my mind.. !" He said roguishly.
Izzie didn't know what surprised her more, the news that Callie and Erica have bent inclinations, or that one Mark Sloan refused them a threesome.
"I can't believe, that dr. Hanh and Callie..." She stopped, "Jesus Christ, poor George!" Izzie exclaimed.
"I'm sure you'll console him. " Mark snapped her.
"No everything is finished there. That was a mistake for which we both regret. " She said automatically.
Mark felt inside release, without having any idea why.
"It means, that dr. Hanh.. " Izzie hesitated for a moment and then said, "Dr. Hanh prefers women, but Callie.." She paused again, looking confused, "Callie likes women too, is that right?" She threw a curious look to Mark, who nodded.
"I guess so." He mumbled.
"But she got married George... " Izzie argued.
"She got married to O'Malley, until her husband lost his mind with you. See what you are doing, Stevens? You made women to become lesbian!" He said with great emphasis.
"Asshole!" She hissed.
"You don't forget I'm still your boss, do you?"
She ignored the question still trying to reveal the situation, shaking hands as if that would helped her.
"I can't believe that Callie O'Malley prefers women than men, after she is sleeping with you."
"Thank you, Stevens!"
"Shut up, I mean there is something between you two...isn't it?"
Mark's laugh interrupted her thoughts.
"Stevens, some people call that just sex! Several intense orgasms nothing more."
"Several orgasms? " Izzie couldn't hide her amazement.
"Yep, sometimes more. It's depends from the position." Mark expressed his competence.
"Wow! Now I see where is coming from your huge ego!" She observed.
"For Callie I'm the man, who gives her some pleasure from time to time. That's a sexual relationship for her!" The bitterness sounded in his voice.
"And what does it mean for you?" The question tumbled from Izzie's lips.
"For me.. " He thought. Actually, what was for him ? He lifted his eyes. Izzie was watching him curiously. "Callie has never taken me seriously. I think the events between us happened in that way that our relations are based only on the bed. This is a pure sex! Haven't you ever had just sex?"
"No. " She replied simply.
"No?!" He repeated in disbelieving tone.
"Well I have always had some feelings with the men with whom I've been. It has never been just sex. When I came to Seattle I had boyfriend Hank, I had feelings to him, but he couldn't understand me. He was a good guy, Hank was a hockey-player and his interest was completely different from mine, but that wasn't sexual relation. Then I had a story with Alex, I liked him, but he cheated on me. We have never been intimately with Denny and with George was a mistake. We slept together, because we were drunk, but I loved him, he was my best friend. I tried to convince myself that was only sex, but it wasn't. And now I could die, before I met the man, who would not fall down in the column "mistake". "
Mark listened to her smiling. Stevens was like box full of surprises. Every time when you put your hand inside, you pull out something new and before your eyes it is revealed another great feature of her soul and her temper.
"Have you ever been in love, Dr. Sloan?" She shot the question.
"What does it mean, Stevens? To like some woman so much, so as to be only with her. To make me feel emotions, which I have never felt. When we are together not to know which day is it and what time is it. To watch the moon and the stars, holding our hands, not to have patience to take her in my embrace, to wake up in the morning serving a breakfast for her in the bed. No, Stevens I think I have never been in love. And do you know why? Maybe because no one woman made me to be that kind of man, no one woman didn't provoke me to do all these for her.. " His voice lowered.
"No one woman?!" She repeated in a mellow timbre.
"No, Stevens. No one."
"Maybe you haven't given them opportunity to reveal before you. I'm sure a plenty of women have been in love with you. " Izzie suggested.
"Do you think so?" Mark smirked.
"Don't make this face, please?" She warned him with a finger.
"What face?" He innocently asked.
"That face.. McSteamy's face!"
"McSteamy's face?!" He smirked, "And you call me that too?"
"We invented it the three Meredith, Cristina and me. More exactly Meredith called you in that way McSteamy, and we all agreed." She clarified.
"I'm curious to understand, what your proposal was?"
"I'll not tell you!" She declared.
"Come on Stevens, tell me!"
"No." Izzie refused firmly.
"Stevens, tell me. I'm really curious!" He coaxed.
"Ok, but I warn you not to do any of your stupid remarks!"
"I promise!" He made the most innocent countenance on which he was able.
"My offer was for McYummy." She told him triumphantly.
Mark's mouth opened.
"McYummy?!" He repeated, while his face doubled up with laughter.
"Don't say anything!" Izzie cut him off.
"McYummy! Seriously?!" He burst in laugh.
"You are such a boring man." She concluded, "I have never met such a big asshole, like you!" Izzie added.
"Asshole, but Yummy and Steamy!" He winked at her.
"I'm not listening to you at all!" Izzie told him.
Mark still smirking leaned his head on the wall, without moving his eyes from Izzie. However, that meant that, she considered him for Yummy and probably he wasn't so boring for her, as she had tried to present him. The thought brought a grim smile. Long seconds passed in total silence. Neither Izzie, neither Mark looked at the bomb's counting. She buried her face between her hands and bent her head toward her knees. In a long pause in that every one of them was in captivity of his own thoughts, Izzie lifted her head and pulled her clasp and her hair spread on her shoulders. She got a hand throughout her hair. Mark felt the scent of her hair. That was a flavor of fresh flowers- "fresh just like her", he thought. Izzie held his gaze.
"What?"
"Nothing. " He replied, "You have beautiful hair."
"I will not try to guess the number of the women heard that from you!" She said with some slight annoyance.
"Is that make you angry?" Mark teased her.
"To make me angry? Of course not, I'm not interested in your love life." Izzie declared.
Smiling Mark was looking at her. Izzie avoided his look.
"You are not interested, but I see you know all particulars about it."
"You'd screwed everything within legs a 300 miles radius of the hospital and it's not necessary to interest me in order to know about your great love feats!"
Mark smiled thinking about how she could be so cute by trying to look serious.
"Oh my God, I'm so hungry!" She changed the topic.
"How can you think for food in a such situation?"
"When I'm nervous I could eat the whole refrigerator." Izzie admitted.
"Stevens, where do you find a place for so much food?" He asked.
"I don't know, but that relaxes me."
"I see now why you have called me McYummy, you want to eat me. " Mark smirked.
"I prefer killing you!"
"That would not satisfy your huge appetite, but I wonder how you have so gorgeously looking, I'm sure you have found a suitable way to fit your body" He suggested.
"Is it everything reduced for one thing in you life, don't you have any other interests?" Izzie rebuked him.
"I have said nothing. I just wonder how you have shaped this great body, what's bad of that? What else relaxes you, Stevens?"
"Baking!"
"You are baking? Mmmh that sounds sexy, I can imagine you, naked only wearing an apron to cook my favourite bakery. But now you couldn't do neither one, neither the other, so I can offer you another option.. " Mark made a delicate hint.
"You are so boring!" She rolled her eyes.
"Don't try to deny the facts, that you like me, you do look it too much."
"Oh, don't make me laugh! I've been acquainted with the men's physiology at least a little, I'm sure that in our situation it remained nothing from the manhood in you. So feel free to figure me out naked with apron it is safety and the only thing that you could do in that moment." Said Izzie ironically.
"Stevens, I assure you, that the bomb, which is counting inside my panties, is more powerful, than that one above our heads."
"Why I'm having this unreasonable conversation with you. We'll die soon in that damn elevator, on the fucking 5th floor and we stay here and absolutely unruffled calm and talking about sex! Seriously?!"
"I think you are the only one who is talking and thinking about sex!" He remarked.
"What?! Why are you pissing me off?"
"Stevens, I think that anything is missing you?"
"Seriously? That's a punishment! It's a punishment to be here closed with you, listening your phantasmagorias. I know I'm sinned and probably I deserve God to punish me, but you are worse than every God's penalty." Izzie's voice sounded desperately.
"Penalty? I think I'm as a gift of God for the women." Mark said calmly.
"You are pest! An entire pest!" She yelled.
"And you are pest, Stevens a big pest! All evening you followed me, every time when I lifted my head I saw you, and finally fetch me up here, trapped in a small distance from your great ass, big boobs and beautiful face and for everything to be completed with bomb above my head!"
"What?! Am I guilty now? If you didn't hit me, I wouldn't enter the hospital and now I wouldn't be here with you!"
"You are here because you ran from Karev, in any way you would come here! I don't know why I'm here, that's your fault?" Mark shook his forefinger, "When I saw you I confused myself."
"What? You see me every day and you have never seemed to me confused!"
"Yes..,but this evening was different. There was something strange in the air.., the crash with you..and all these…Do you know what, for sake of your bad taste we are here now, remind me to kill Karev next time when he tries to kiss you!"
"What are you talking about?!" She asked promptly.
"Your unsuitable choice about men entered us in that trouble situation. O'Malley, Karev neither one of them is for you. They are like puppies before you. They don't know what to do with woman like you."
"Perfect, do you make yourself to psychoanalyst now?" She laughed nervously.
"I know the women, Stevens. I have experience. You have need of someone who is able to take care for you, not the contrary."
"It seems to me that your mind begins to make muddy. I hope that they will open the elevator soon, because I don't know what kind of transformation you would get." Izzie said sarcastically.
"You need a man, who could protect you, someone with experience. " Mark didn't give up.
"Like you for example."
"Yes, someone matured.."
"You mean old… "
"I'm not old, Stevens. I'm matured man."
"Oh really? And that is all said by matured man, who every morning wakes up with a different girl in his bed." She said with mockery.
"I don't wake up with a different woman in my bed. To have sex with someone and to fall asleep with someone are two absolutely different things. Do you know actually what do you want Stevens?" He asked her suddenly.
"I know what I want and what I need. I believe in love and I would never be tired to looking forward to meet it. I know what the meaning of the word love is, I really hope to find that man, who would fill me inside, when I have a fucking bad day in the hospital to know that when I back at home he would be there and would take me in his embrace and make me feel better with his love. In the morning to wake him up with the smell of my muffins, or to dispute and quarrel and then to reconcile. I'm not some stupid romantic, who everybody thinks about me. Yes I believe in love because I know that exists we just should have the chance to meet it. There is nothing out of the ordinary about it, this is the real life, and yes you are right I need someone who loves me and to be the reason of my love. I believe in that and now that might have never happened, " she finished, hoping that her eyes were not going to fill with tears.
At that moment Richard's voice sounded.
"Mark, Izzie do you hear me?"
They stared at one in another frozen for a couple of seconds. Finally Mark stood up, approaching the speaker. Before pushing the button, he turned to Izzie, who was on her legs in a few steps away from him.
"You are not a stupid romantic, Izzie. Whatever you think about me I have never thought of you like that. Every one goes on its own way and grows up, making mistakes. I did a lot, but I don't sorry for anything. I screwed with a lot of women, I was a rag, an ass and all sort of things, but I'm sure that all these mistakes will make me to feel ready, when I meet the one in my life.." When he finished he pushed the button. Izzie was listening to him cautiously staring at his eyes.
"What's up, chief?" He changed the sound of his tone.
Richard kept a breath, watching his own watch.
"I don't want to lie to you, but there is a problem with the opening of the elevator. Here are the best lift engineers who are working hard. I know that remains only 1h.30 minutes, but I promise to you that I'll not lose you. Just don't give up!"
Mark released the button without say anything. He glanced at Izzie, who was standing in front turned back to him, covering her face with hands. Neither one of them has paid attention to the bomb timer, even they wouldn't think about how much time has been past..
"Great! " Izzie sudden exclaimed, " I'll die, I'll die and the last kiss in my life will be that of a man, who was miserable because of other woman. The last kiss in my life will be the desperate kiss of Alex."
Izzie felt two strong hands wrapping around her waist and some hot breath trailed behind her ear. She heard Mark's husky voice whispering into her ear. Her body shivered.
"It wouldn't be anymore." He said to her.
Before Izzie understand when Mark could manage to turn her around, his lips met her ones. He kissed her tenderly slowly putting his tongue inside her mouth.