Fic: Bringing Sexy Back (12/12)
Here is the next and LAST chapter of my fic "Bringing Sexy Back" I hope you all enjoy it!!
Thanks so much to all who have commented on this fic in the past. I had a lot of fun writing this fic but it was great to know that others enjoyed it as well. Especially with the last couple of weeks, RL seems to have been extra bitchy, so thanks for all the kind comments, they always make my day. :)
And with no further interruptions...
Fic: Bringing Sexy Back.
Rating: Nothing worse than the show.
Feedback: Of course, feedback is like our crack!
Summary: Izzie is having a hard time figuring out just where she stands in her career and her relationship with George.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, unfortunately. It would be cooler if I did though.
Spoilers: In this fic, George and Izzie are still together and the fic follows the show up until the ep. “Physical Attraction, Chemical Reaction.” After that this fic goes AU.
Dedicated to Joseba for his birthday, which was like months ago, but it’s the thought that counts, right? Hope you have a great 21st year buddy! And to the 80th BGL (gizzie) thread at Fanforum. :)
Just a little warning, the medical situations in this may be completely off. I don’t know anything, really, when it comes to hospitals or medical situations, so prepare yourself for having to suspend your belief and imagination.
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Fic: Bringing Sexy Back.
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Izzie slammed the door shut as she entered their house. She was dripping wet as she carelessly kicked her soaked shoes off at the door. Of course, her hellish day had to end with a downpour that she had to walk through to get to and from her car. It was the perfect ending to her day.
Alex and Meredith, who were both sitting on the couch watching tv, turned around as they heard her come in. Meredith smiled at the sight of their friend standing at the door looking exhausted.
“I’ve had a hard day. I’m going straight upstairs to hide under the covers until I can repress the memory of this day from my brain.”
“So we’ve heard,” Meredith smirked. She opened her mouth to say something else but was halted by the sight of Izzie’s hand coming up.
“Don’t.” Izzie warned. “Don’t do the dirty jokes. I didn’t ridicule you when you went through your naughty tequila stage.”
“Pffft,” Meredith snorted. “You and George both taunted and teased throughout that stage. You even named the guys!”
“Well be the better person, Mer!!’ Izzie blurted out as she stomped up the stairs.
Meredith looked at Alex and gave him a knowing smile. Alex just rolled his eyes and turned the volume up on the tv.
~*~
Izzie somberly walked to her room and reached for the door handle. When the door creaked completely open, she stopped in the doorway at the sight of George sitting on her bed. He looked up and just stared at the sight of her.
She sighed heavily as she shuffled herself the rest of the way in and turned to close the door.
“George,” She said, softly, her back to him. “I’m tired. I just want to go to bed.”
“You think I don’t find you attractive anymore?” George asked, point-blank.
Izzie turned around, surprised at the question.
“What?” She asked.
“You heard me,” He said. “Do you really think that I’m not attracted to you anymore?”
Izzie ran a hand through her damp hair that was hazardly put up.
“George, look,” She said, her shoulders slumping from the long day. “I’ve had the day from hell. I helped put a lady into a temporary coma, humiliated myself in front of my interns and god knows who else they showed, won an amazing cardio case against cardio-nut Cristina, only to have to drop out because of the previous coma lady mistake, scarred my boss for life with explicit material of myself, and managed to get myself suspended for a whole friggin day… All I want to do right now is to crawl under those covers and not come out until someone else has to do the walk of shame down the halls of Seattle Grace and takes all the mortifying attention off of me.”
George stood up slowly.
“I can’t believe you think I don’t find you attractive anymore,” He said, shaking his head in disbelief.
Izzie dropped her head down in despair.
“Well, great,” She mumbled. “Now you decide to not let this go.”
“No, because the idea is absurd,” He said, taking a step closer to her.
Izzie just kept her head down as she looked at the floor.
“Izzie Stevens, you’re standing here in front of me dripping wet, wearing that ugly flowery jacket with a slumpy sweat suit underneath it, you don’t have a stitch of make-up on, and your hair looks like a cat attacked you and you lost the fight…”
Izzie just closed her eyes at his words. If she weren’t feeling so tired and defeated she would have punched him in the arm.
“… and you’re simply breath-taking,” George finished, breathlessly.
Izzie looked up at him surprised. That was not where she thought he was going with the end of that sentence.
“And before you think it, I’m not saying this because I know your feeling insecure right now. It’s simply the truth.”
He took another step closer to her.
“Iz, you couldn’t be unattractive if you were wearing the garbage on Alex’s bedroom floor. You can do a lot of things, amazing miracle worthy things, but being unsexy…”
He said giving her a half smile, stepping closer. Now he was right in front of her.
“Just not possible.”
Izzie swallowed the lump in her throat down and shook her head. She was about to open her mouth to protest when he started speaking again.
“Sometimes when we’re at the hospital…” he said, taking one tiny step closer, putting himself inches from her. “…I’ll see you across the way and I’ll think ‘My god, I can’t believe she’s with me. That a beautiful goddess like you could even give the bumbling science geek, George O’Malley, a second glance, much less allow him to be head over heels in love with her.’”
Izzie closed her eyes as she let his words sink in. She felt herself involuntarily lean into him, strands of her hair mingling with his bangs, giving her chills.
“And then there are times where I see you...” he smiled, letting a quiet chuckle out. “… and I can’t take my eyes off you and I’m thinking things that a doctor shouldn’t be thinking while he’s treating a patient. Things that would get ME suspended if they ever came out.”
George smiled as he felt her forehead touch his, her smile shining bright. He closed his eyes and breathed in her beauty. Izzie slid her face down his and buried her face into his neck, just allowing herself to be held up by his body. He slowly reached up and took the collar of her coat and slid it off her shoulders.
“And sometimes, I’ll see you standing across the surgical table from me and you’ll be so caught up in the surgery that I can actually see you thinking about your next step in the surgery, and then you’ll look up at me and our eyes will catch…”
Izzie felt a light kiss to her bare neck and felt his hands slip beneath the hymn of her sweatshirt. She slid her hands up his back and clenched his shirt as she felt the soft touch of his fingers against her skin.
“…our eyes will catch,” he repeated, his breathe hot against her ear, sending another round of chill bumps down her arms.
Izzie slowly lifted her head up, her nose gracing his as she opened her eyes and looked into his.
“And I fall in love with you all over again,” he whispered to her.
Izze didn’t waste a second before lunging in to kiss him passionately on the lips. She felt him pull her closer as he deepened the kiss. She couldn’t help the moan that escaped as she buried her hands into his hair.
She carefully pushed him towards her bed and clawed at his clothes while trying desperately not to break the intense kiss. She figured they must have made it to the bed when she felt the back of his knees hit the mattress.
She pulled away from the frantic kiss with a smile. She gave him a quick kiss before pushing him onto the bed.
He sat up breathlessly and smiled at her.
“So I take it your not tired anymore?” He asked, reaching up to place his hands around her tiny waist.
“Not so much,” She giggled, as she straddled his lap. She looped her arms around his neck and looked down at him. “Buddy, come tomorrow during rounds, you may regret the loving I plan to put on you tonight.”
“Never,” George said, kissing her chin. “Even if it were possible, then it’s a good thing I took the day off tomorrow.”
Izzie’s face light up once more as she felt him tuck a few strands of her hair behind her ear.
“You took tomorrow off?” She asked, smiling down at him.
“Yeah, I heard you might have some free time on your hands tomorrow, so I thought I would stick around and we could…” he said, leaning up until his lips were barely touching hers. “… play chess.”
Izzle laughed and poked him in his side where she knew he was ticklish, making him jerk away with a bark of laughter.
“Hey! Hey!” He said, trying to control his laughter as she continued to tickle him. Finally, he grabbed both her hands and held them. “Tickling and pillow fights come later.”
“Oh, really?” Izzie smirked. “So it’s chess, tickling, and then pillow fights? Any other planned activities I should know about?”
“Well, let’s not forget role play with hard core Izzie and patient George,” He smiled, wagging his eyebrows.
“Ohh, don’t remind me,” Izzie groaned, letting her head drop down. “That’s the last time I try to bring sexy back at work.”
“Pffft, sexy never left in the first place,” he said, kissing her on the forehead.
“Well either way, the incriminating photos are being destroyed…”
“Aw, come on… It’s my, just what the doctored ordered, prescription,” He teased.
“It’s added ammo for my crappy interns to use against me.”
“Nope, don’t worry, I already told all of them that if they ever mentioned the photo’s again that I knew people… I knew people in high places… meaning I’m in good with the nurses and can make sure their internship can be a long, tedious, and poop cleaning filled one, if I wanted. Plus, I stole Mitch’s lucky stethoscope and hid it from him. Let’s seem him get good case now, that McBastard.”
“Aww, my McHero,” Izzie giggled.
“Finally! I get a Mc’d!” George declared, throwing his hands up.
After Izzie’s laughter died down, she slid her arms around his neck again and grounded her hips into his lap and heard him take a deep breath. She smiled as she looked down at him again.
“You know you’re not just some science geek to me, right?” She asked, looking into his eyes. Hoping her love for him was shining as bright as what was being reflected back at her. “That when I look at you… god, I’m just so in love with you. You know that, right?”
“I know.” He said, simply. “But show me anyways.”
She took his face into her hands and carefully brought her face down to his for a deep kiss.
For the first time that day, Izzie felt like she was where she belonged.
She was in his arms.
She was home.
~*~
The End.
~*~
Thanks so much to all who have commented on this fic in the past. I had a lot of fun writing this fic but it was great to know that others enjoyed it as well. Especially with the last couple of weeks, RL seems to have been extra bitchy, so thanks for all the kind comments, they always make my day. :)
And with no further interruptions...
Fic: Bringing Sexy Back.
Rating: Nothing worse than the show.
Feedback: Of course, feedback is like our crack!
Summary: Izzie is having a hard time figuring out just where she stands in her career and her relationship with George.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, unfortunately. It would be cooler if I did though.
Spoilers: In this fic, George and Izzie are still together and the fic follows the show up until the ep. “Physical Attraction, Chemical Reaction.” After that this fic goes AU.
Dedicated to Joseba for his birthday, which was like months ago, but it’s the thought that counts, right? Hope you have a great 21st year buddy! And to the 80th BGL (gizzie) thread at Fanforum. :)
Just a little warning, the medical situations in this may be completely off. I don’t know anything, really, when it comes to hospitals or medical situations, so prepare yourself for having to suspend your belief and imagination.
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Fic: Bringing Sexy Back.
///000///
~*~
Izzie slammed the door shut as she entered their house. She was dripping wet as she carelessly kicked her soaked shoes off at the door. Of course, her hellish day had to end with a downpour that she had to walk through to get to and from her car. It was the perfect ending to her day.
Alex and Meredith, who were both sitting on the couch watching tv, turned around as they heard her come in. Meredith smiled at the sight of their friend standing at the door looking exhausted.
“I’ve had a hard day. I’m going straight upstairs to hide under the covers until I can repress the memory of this day from my brain.”
“So we’ve heard,” Meredith smirked. She opened her mouth to say something else but was halted by the sight of Izzie’s hand coming up.
“Don’t.” Izzie warned. “Don’t do the dirty jokes. I didn’t ridicule you when you went through your naughty tequila stage.”
“Pffft,” Meredith snorted. “You and George both taunted and teased throughout that stage. You even named the guys!”
“Well be the better person, Mer!!’ Izzie blurted out as she stomped up the stairs.
Meredith looked at Alex and gave him a knowing smile. Alex just rolled his eyes and turned the volume up on the tv.
~*~
Izzie somberly walked to her room and reached for the door handle. When the door creaked completely open, she stopped in the doorway at the sight of George sitting on her bed. He looked up and just stared at the sight of her.
She sighed heavily as she shuffled herself the rest of the way in and turned to close the door.
“George,” She said, softly, her back to him. “I’m tired. I just want to go to bed.”
“You think I don’t find you attractive anymore?” George asked, point-blank.
Izzie turned around, surprised at the question.
“What?” She asked.
“You heard me,” He said. “Do you really think that I’m not attracted to you anymore?”
Izzie ran a hand through her damp hair that was hazardly put up.
“George, look,” She said, her shoulders slumping from the long day. “I’ve had the day from hell. I helped put a lady into a temporary coma, humiliated myself in front of my interns and god knows who else they showed, won an amazing cardio case against cardio-nut Cristina, only to have to drop out because of the previous coma lady mistake, scarred my boss for life with explicit material of myself, and managed to get myself suspended for a whole friggin day… All I want to do right now is to crawl under those covers and not come out until someone else has to do the walk of shame down the halls of Seattle Grace and takes all the mortifying attention off of me.”
George stood up slowly.
“I can’t believe you think I don’t find you attractive anymore,” He said, shaking his head in disbelief.
Izzie dropped her head down in despair.
“Well, great,” She mumbled. “Now you decide to not let this go.”
“No, because the idea is absurd,” He said, taking a step closer to her.
Izzie just kept her head down as she looked at the floor.
“Izzie Stevens, you’re standing here in front of me dripping wet, wearing that ugly flowery jacket with a slumpy sweat suit underneath it, you don’t have a stitch of make-up on, and your hair looks like a cat attacked you and you lost the fight…”
Izzie just closed her eyes at his words. If she weren’t feeling so tired and defeated she would have punched him in the arm.
“… and you’re simply breath-taking,” George finished, breathlessly.
Izzie looked up at him surprised. That was not where she thought he was going with the end of that sentence.
“And before you think it, I’m not saying this because I know your feeling insecure right now. It’s simply the truth.”
He took another step closer to her.
“Iz, you couldn’t be unattractive if you were wearing the garbage on Alex’s bedroom floor. You can do a lot of things, amazing miracle worthy things, but being unsexy…”
He said giving her a half smile, stepping closer. Now he was right in front of her.
“Just not possible.”
Izzie swallowed the lump in her throat down and shook her head. She was about to open her mouth to protest when he started speaking again.
“Sometimes when we’re at the hospital…” he said, taking one tiny step closer, putting himself inches from her. “…I’ll see you across the way and I’ll think ‘My god, I can’t believe she’s with me. That a beautiful goddess like you could even give the bumbling science geek, George O’Malley, a second glance, much less allow him to be head over heels in love with her.’”
Izzie closed her eyes as she let his words sink in. She felt herself involuntarily lean into him, strands of her hair mingling with his bangs, giving her chills.
“And then there are times where I see you...” he smiled, letting a quiet chuckle out. “… and I can’t take my eyes off you and I’m thinking things that a doctor shouldn’t be thinking while he’s treating a patient. Things that would get ME suspended if they ever came out.”
George smiled as he felt her forehead touch his, her smile shining bright. He closed his eyes and breathed in her beauty. Izzie slid her face down his and buried her face into his neck, just allowing herself to be held up by his body. He slowly reached up and took the collar of her coat and slid it off her shoulders.
“And sometimes, I’ll see you standing across the surgical table from me and you’ll be so caught up in the surgery that I can actually see you thinking about your next step in the surgery, and then you’ll look up at me and our eyes will catch…”
Izzie felt a light kiss to her bare neck and felt his hands slip beneath the hymn of her sweatshirt. She slid her hands up his back and clenched his shirt as she felt the soft touch of his fingers against her skin.
“…our eyes will catch,” he repeated, his breathe hot against her ear, sending another round of chill bumps down her arms.
Izzie slowly lifted her head up, her nose gracing his as she opened her eyes and looked into his.
“And I fall in love with you all over again,” he whispered to her.
Izze didn’t waste a second before lunging in to kiss him passionately on the lips. She felt him pull her closer as he deepened the kiss. She couldn’t help the moan that escaped as she buried her hands into his hair.
She carefully pushed him towards her bed and clawed at his clothes while trying desperately not to break the intense kiss. She figured they must have made it to the bed when she felt the back of his knees hit the mattress.
She pulled away from the frantic kiss with a smile. She gave him a quick kiss before pushing him onto the bed.
He sat up breathlessly and smiled at her.
“So I take it your not tired anymore?” He asked, reaching up to place his hands around her tiny waist.
“Not so much,” She giggled, as she straddled his lap. She looped her arms around his neck and looked down at him. “Buddy, come tomorrow during rounds, you may regret the loving I plan to put on you tonight.”
“Never,” George said, kissing her chin. “Even if it were possible, then it’s a good thing I took the day off tomorrow.”
Izzie’s face light up once more as she felt him tuck a few strands of her hair behind her ear.
“You took tomorrow off?” She asked, smiling down at him.
“Yeah, I heard you might have some free time on your hands tomorrow, so I thought I would stick around and we could…” he said, leaning up until his lips were barely touching hers. “… play chess.”
Izzle laughed and poked him in his side where she knew he was ticklish, making him jerk away with a bark of laughter.
“Hey! Hey!” He said, trying to control his laughter as she continued to tickle him. Finally, he grabbed both her hands and held them. “Tickling and pillow fights come later.”
“Oh, really?” Izzie smirked. “So it’s chess, tickling, and then pillow fights? Any other planned activities I should know about?”
“Well, let’s not forget role play with hard core Izzie and patient George,” He smiled, wagging his eyebrows.
“Ohh, don’t remind me,” Izzie groaned, letting her head drop down. “That’s the last time I try to bring sexy back at work.”
“Pffft, sexy never left in the first place,” he said, kissing her on the forehead.
“Well either way, the incriminating photos are being destroyed…”
“Aw, come on… It’s my, just what the doctored ordered, prescription,” He teased.
“It’s added ammo for my crappy interns to use against me.”
“Nope, don’t worry, I already told all of them that if they ever mentioned the photo’s again that I knew people… I knew people in high places… meaning I’m in good with the nurses and can make sure their internship can be a long, tedious, and poop cleaning filled one, if I wanted. Plus, I stole Mitch’s lucky stethoscope and hid it from him. Let’s seem him get good case now, that McBastard.”
“Aww, my McHero,” Izzie giggled.
“Finally! I get a Mc’d!” George declared, throwing his hands up.
After Izzie’s laughter died down, she slid her arms around his neck again and grounded her hips into his lap and heard him take a deep breath. She smiled as she looked down at him again.
“You know you’re not just some science geek to me, right?” She asked, looking into his eyes. Hoping her love for him was shining as bright as what was being reflected back at her. “That when I look at you… god, I’m just so in love with you. You know that, right?”
“I know.” He said, simply. “But show me anyways.”
She took his face into her hands and carefully brought her face down to his for a deep kiss.
For the first time that day, Izzie felt like she was where she belonged.
She was in his arms.
She was home.
~*~
The End.
~*~