Hello world, back earlier than I was expecting!

Alex: Good thing or bad thing?

I'd keep your mouth firmly shut if I were you; you're already in my bad books.

Izzie: Not to cause problems but am I actually going be in this chapter?

Izzy! Nice of you to join us!

Izzie: You didn't answer my question...

I don't answer questions I merely create more! Enjoy!

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Chapter Seven

By Rosa241

"What does that mean?" Oh my head, feels like someone's been tap dancing on my freaking skull! Oh god dammit ow!

"I think you're feelings for Alex might not be a one way thing...I think..." Okay time to shut her up. Unfortunately my protests come out a weak groan, but it seems to do the trick...looks like me and Grey are going to have to have a little chat!

Reluctantly I open my eyes, closing them again moments later when I feel the light hit them. Okay too bright! Apparently someone reads my mind because the next time I coax my eyes open the rooms a hell of a lot darker...thank god!

"Hey sleepy head, you gave us all quite a scare." And she says she's not motherly material. "You want to give us a little warning next time you're going to do that?" She smiles at me before turning to the other person – O'Malley. "I'll get Bailey."

"You erm...you thirsty?" He places a straw in front of my lips, I manage a few sips before my throat protests the action. "Oh right, bad throat...sorry..."

"What happened?" I manage to whisper out, my raw throat sending pain laced daggers throughout my nervous system.

"You're sick." Well no duh! "You've contracted Scarlet fever." What! How the hell did that happen? "Sheppard thinks you caught it off one of the patients, apparently you're body rejected the immunisation." Okay...so that's how it happened...Before O'Malley can say anything else Bailey's storming into the room like a bull in a china shop, oh boy am I going to be in for it!

As she ushers George out of the room Meredith's words come back to me. I think you're feelings for Alex might not be a one way thing...

Wait...does that mean...

Sheppard's POV:

"Meredith no!" She tilts her head to one side, looking remarkably like a confused puppy – a damn cute one I must admit. "I can see you calculating...you're plotting something I can tell."

"I just don't want them to lose the chance they've got. George is too damn nervous to tell Alex, and Alex is too proud to admit he likes someone. They're perfect for each other and they're losing their chance at happiness...men and their egos!"

"I know they're both being stubborn but you meddling isn't going to help matters, no! No meddling Meredith I mean it!" She gives me a look, like I've just kicked her puppy. "It won't work!"

"Oh you're no fun." She kisses me one last time before scuttling off. I hope she listens; trouble is if Meredith thinks she right about something then she's going to do it no matter what.

George's POV:

Honestly I don't think this day could get any better. Alex woke up, Alex might like me, Alex woke up and did I mention Alex woke up! God I'd missed seeing those eyes. I don't think I appreciated how amazing his eyes were until I stopped seeing them everyday. His whole body is amazing but his eyes...

"George?" Izzy's voice breaks through my thoughts. "I'm sorry...about the other day, I'm sorry. I just...I just miss my best friend that's all."

"Iz...I'm still your best friend...of course I am." I take her hand in my own, I can see how bad she feels about this. "But Alex is my friend too. He was really sick Iz, he's still sick. I'm sorry for abandoning you but Alex needed me."

"I know." She says the words but I can tell she doesn't truly mean them, she doesn't really understand. In truth I don't think she's ever gotten over Alex cheating on her, but then she fell in love with Denny and moved on...at least I thought she had. "So when did you two become friends...I thought you hated each other."

"We did...but...after the whole Ava thing and now this, I just think that...maybe we were being sort of ridiculous, you know?" She nods at me, but there's a look in her eyes...jealousy? Maybe she's not okay with me and Alex being friends. That might pose a problem...

Alex's POV:

"Say it." She's been prancing around here like nobodies business for the entire morning, I can tell she's just dying to say it. "Say it." She looks at me, clearly judging whether I'm up to this or not, before declaring that I am.

"How in the hell could you let it get so damn far!" And here we go... "Boy you are a doctor...a doctor! How did you not see the signs! You were probably sick for a few days before you collapsed, how did you not spot it?"

"I thought it was a hangover..." Oooh now she's pissed...oops!

"A hang-hangover!" She's looking at me like I've got two heads – wonderful! "You mistook SCARLET FEVER for a hangover! Men! Just...men! A woman, see now a woman she would have gotten herself checked out, gotten a blood test to be safe but men...oh now a man no! No! A man just ignores it in the desperate hope it goes away...how'd that one work out for you?"

Okay, damn I think she expects an answer...umm...time to play the I'm sick card...

"And another thing." Oh goodie, she'd not done. "How long are you and O'Malley going to play this damn game?" Okay what the hell? "You two are clearly crazy for each other, obviously want to be together, but both too damn stubborn to do anything about it! God you...you...URGH! Men!"

She gives me another dark look before storming out of the room, and if I'm not mistaken there's a sigh of relief and the tension releases from her shoulders as she walks. Her words however do not leave easily. She's right...I should have spotted the signs, I should have done something but I didn't...but that's not what's worrying me.

You two are clearly crazy for each other, obviously want to be together...

It's the reference to 'us two' that's got me...all morning I've been frying my brain over why Meredith would think about telling George about what I told her...and let me tell you wracking my brain isn't easy when it feels about as useful as a wet rag on a rainy day! Now Bailey...maybe O'Malley does like me like that, then maybe he doesn't like me like that but the maybe he does like me like that but doesn't know it or maybe he does like me like...

Okay...sponge for a brain here! God I need sleep...yes...sleep! O'Malley can wait until morning...

Apologises for the delay, only...it's CHRISTMAS! Merry Christmas and a happy new year! R&R.

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