Uhum. Chapter 8. Finding Joy. ((Leave me sweet nothings))
Series Title: The Notion of a Perfect Future
Chapter Number: 8
Chapter Title: Finding Joy
Fandom/Characters: Grey's Anatomy, George/Izzie
Disclaimer: These characters are NOT mine, they are property of ABC and Shonda Rhimes. Minor reference to a Victoria Secret product and Hello Kitty.
Summary: What the future could possibly hold for George and Izzie!
Spoilers: Beginning at the end of episode 3.25 and a look into the days to come.
THE NOTION OF A PERFECT FUTURE
Chapter Eight :: Finding Joy
Izzie was glowing as she walked through the door carrying a Victoria’s Secret bag. She had dreamed about last night for so long. She wanted them to be together freely. It did not have to be sex. It was enjoying each other’s company. It was being George and Izzie. Goofing around and not caring what others thought. It was just being with him. The love of her life. Izzie was happy for once and wanted it to last…
A huge smile appeared on her face as she remembered last night.
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George and Izzie lay there in Izzie’s bed, in the quiet of the night. There was only the sound of crickets chirping in the background.
“So George, I have been getting really used to you staying over…” Izzie said, looking up at him, her hand on his chest.
“Yeah Iz. Me too. I really missed this place. And being with you, it’s makes it even better.” George said, smiling.
George swept an eyelash off Izzie’s cheek.
“You are just perfect Iz. You are my best friend. You are my confidant. I can always talk to you. About anything and you never judge me. I just feel…feel at home with you. And I always want to feel that way.” George said, staring up at her with his cute puppy dog eyes.
“George. There are no words to describe it. What we have together. What it is to me…” Izzie said, looking away a bit.
“Can you try?” George pleaded with her.
“It’s the way you look at me sometimes. Like I am the only girl you think about, like I am your world. It just makes me feel all warm inside and I like that. Feeling that. I have not felt anything close to that since Denny…but you’re not Denny and I know that. And I don’t want you to be. It is different with you. Because you are everything to me and you know me. You know all of me. We have been through the good and bad together. I just…I just love us, George. I love you. I love loving you. I love being in love with you. I don’t want it to stop, ever.” Izzie said, letting a huge breath out. Knowing she just spilled her heart out to George, hoping it was not too much for him to handle.
George saw the seriousness in Izzie’s face, knowing that what he said next would either bring her happiness or crush her. So, with that, he knew he could not keep it a secret anymore.
“I have a surprise for you.” George said, with a slight grin on his face.
George pulled a key from his bag that lay on the floor and swung it in front of her.
“What is this?” Izzie asked, surprised and wondering what was going through his head, after what she had said.
“It’s a key to our apartment. If you want…” George told Izzie, not knowing how she would react. Would she give some kind of questioning glare? Would she kiss him and take the key from him? Or would she just say thank you?
“George. Oh my gosh! Are you serious?!!!” Izzie said, as she sat up on her knees and began to jiggle the bed, with her joy overflowing. She leaped on him and gave him the biggest bear hug of all time.
“I just want this. I want us together. And I figured…” George said, Izzie cutting him off.
“You figured right George. I can’t…I can’t believe you…I am so in love with you!” Izzie said, shaking her head back and forth at George.
He was enjoying this. Izzie on top of him. Getting a better response from the key than he had ever hoped for. This moment was like gold to him. Better than anything he had ever felt. And it was with Izzie. He could have not asked for more. He was loved. Truly loved. And by the woman he loved.
Izzie was sitting over him. One knee on each side of George. She took her hands and leaned forward and put them in his. Their fingers intertwined, as she pushed him against the sheets. She had him restrained. He was at her mercy.
“Please be good to me Dr. Stevens.” George said in a playful voice.
“Oh shut up George….” Izzie said, as she began to kiss him, moving her body up and down against his.
After a few minutes of this non-stop lip lock. George rolled Izzie over, so he was on top of her.
“I can’t wait to be with you like this everyday. And in our own place too…Are you sure you want this? I am moving too fast, aren’t I?” George asked.
“No. Not at all. It’s perfect, everything I want. It’s what you want, right? You were the one that wanted to take it slow.” Izzie said, wanting to find reassurance in George.
“You’re right. It’s just perfect….well almost. I have to go pick up the tub I ordered for our bathroom, tomorrow.” George said.
“George! I couldn’t love you anymore than I do now.” Izzie said. She was in complete bliss, just imagining them together again, in the tub again, and in their own little place. Something to call their own. A place to start their journey together.
Izzie pulled her head up towards George and kissed his soft lips and lingered there for what seemed like a lifetime. When they separated, George lay his head down and just let himself fall into Izzie. They felt like one being. As George lay on top of Izzie. He began to grin, as he felt her warmth travel through his bones. How could I get this lucky? This amazing woman loves me and wants to be with me?
Izzie lay there, just waiting for George to fall asleep. She could hear him breathing. It was almost intoxicating to her. It was just George and her, no one else. This was what she had wanted for so long. All this waiting was so worth it, she thought. She closed her eyes, breathed in, grinned, and began to tear up. They were tears of joy though. Joyful tears. The kind of tears she liked having.
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As George closed the door behind him, he sat down on the floor to catch his breath. He had just lugged that huge bathtub through the door. He was about to drag it all the way down the hall to the bathroom, but had no energy left. He had been moving in his things all day into their loft apartment. Our apartment? he thought. Wow. I can’t believe this. Me and Izzie together at last. Just the thought of getting to see Izzie made him jump up and run out the door.
But then he remembered he still had to do one thing. But before doing that, he made himself move the tub down the hall, into the bathroom. It was just in the way, if it continued to sit there.
He then went into the kitchen and got the 6 dozen red roses out of the fridge he had bought earlier that day. He got a bowl down and began to pull all the petals off. Once he had done that. He climbed up the steps to their loft and sprinkled them all over the floor around their bed and all over the bed as well. They smelled fresh and sweet, just like Izzie. Of course, then he thought to look down at his watch and it was getting late, so he hurriedly climbed down and then made sure everything was ready for later.
He got in his car and headed towards Meredith’s house to pick up Izzie. They had plans tonight.
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Izzie threw the contents of her bag on her bed. What lay on her bed was a pair of new Hello Kitty panties and a blue bra with red lace on the edges that matched the panties. Also, there was a bottle of this Grapesicle body splash. See, Victoria Secret had just put out this new line of Hello Kitty stuff and when she saw them, she could not stop herself. Now, this Grapesicle spray was fruity, sweet, yummy goodness. She knew George would enjoy it. She was so excited that she could do this kind of shopping again, and for George O’Malley. It made her get all giddy like a school girl on the inside. She began to giggle and dance around in circles. She was sky high!
The doorbell rang.
Izzie knew it was most likely George, so she threw her stuff back in the pink tissue stuffed bag and hid it in the closet downstairs, so she could grab it quickly.
She opened the door and saw Cristina standing there.
“Oh, it’s you!” Izzie said, disappointed.
“Well. It’s nice to see you too.” Cristina said, sarcastically.
“No. It’s not that. Sorry Cristina. I am just expecting someone. Someone that is not you.” Izzie said apologetically.
“George?” Cristina asked.
“Yes. How do you know? Wait, what do you know?” Izzie asked.
“Meredith might have mentioned something in passing.” Cristina said, with a slight grin on her face.
“Oh.” Izzie said. Her face fell.
“So, you and bambi? Seriously?!” Cristina asked, trying to make sense of the notion of them having more than a brother/sister relationship.
“Yes. Is it so hard to believe? And why do you always have to call him that? You know he doesn’t like it.” Izzie said, defending George in the process.
“Well, that is the point. I love playing with him. And no, it isn’t really that hard to believe. I kind of saw it before either of you two did. Hope things work for you two. Honestly. I really do. It will be nice to see someone happy.” Cristina said, almost saddened that she was the unhappy one. But of course she did not let on that she was upset over her farce of a wedding, and Preston leaving her on her own.
“Thank you Cristina. That means a lot coming from you.” Izzie said, giving Cristina a quick hug.
The doorbell rang again. Izzie knew it was George this time for sure.
“Oh and by the way…you can have my room if you want it. If you need it.” Izzie said.
“Cool. Ohh…so you and bambi are… Sorry. You are George are getting your own place or something?” Cristina asked, in amazement.
“Yes! He got us a place. I am so psyched. We are moving a few more things in this afternoon and we are all moved in!...Well, gotta go Cristina. See you at work tomorrow?” Izzie said, stepping backwards, heading towards the closet, she reached in and got her Victoria’s Secret bag.
“Yeah, ok.” Cristina said, waving her hand at Izzie to go.
Izzie opened the door to see a smiling George leaning against the doorframe.
“Hey!” Izzie said.
“Hi Iz. You look great!” George said, grinning even more.
“Thanks. You too.” Izzie said, leaning in to give him a peck.
“Ready to go?” He asked, reaching for her hand.
“Yes!” Izzie said as she jumped over the threshold and took his hand and they headed for his car.
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As they were driving down the road, Izzie happened to stick her hand in her bag and felt something wet. Oh crap! She thought. My spray must have leaked all over my panties and bra. How wonderful.
She sat up and shook her head and sighed.
“Are you ok?” George asked, looking over at her.
“Oh yeah. I am great. Just perfect.” Izzie said, plastering a smile on her face for him.
They pulled up to the apartment complex and George parked quickly and ran out to get Izzie’s door.
“You are such a gentleman George, who would have guessed?” Izzie said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
“Aw. You finally noticed.” George said, taking her hand and kissing it. Izzie felt like a princess with him.
As they walked inside their apartment, Izzie noticed every little detail of the place. She noticed the sand brown colored walls. That was a horrible description of the color. It really was pretty though, she thought. There were of course no paintings on the walls yet. She thought later on she would put pictures of her and George on the walls, make it their own. She noticed that “brand new apartment” smell in the air. She remembered when she was younger and her parents would take her to look at the huge, expensive, new houses in the surrounding neighborhoods around her trailer park and she always remembered that smell. And now she had it. She had it with George! She breathed the smell in deeply, then looked over at George. He had been watching her.
“I am going to go start dinner, ok?” George said, motioning towards the kitchen.
“Ok, I need to use the bathroom. Which hallway is it again?” Izzie asked.
“The one to your right. I already put a box of your stuff in there, by the way.” George’s voice echoed down the hall as he walked in the kitchen.
“Ok, great. Thanks George.” Izzie said, as she started walking.
“Oh my gosh. I can’t believe that stupid bottle broke”, Izzie said to herself. She pulled her panties and bra out and they were completely soaked in Grapesicle body splash. Great. Now I am going to reek of a grape popsicle. She quickly got her blow-dryer out of the box and dried them enough, so she could put them on. “Geez. I smell like a freakin’ popsicle, just great!”
“Iz!” George yelled.
“Coming George!” Izzie yelled back, guessing he needed help in the kitchen. Since when does George cook? she thought.
“Hey. Sorry I had to do something real quick.” Izzie said, almost out of breath.
“It’s cool. Hey, come over here. I want you to taste this spaghetti sauce. It is my dad’s recipe. He used to make it all the time when I was younger. It tastes ok to me, just not what his used to taste like, ya know?” George said, sticking out his finger towards Izzie.
Izzie licked his finger once and got most of it off and closed her eyes, enjoying the taste. “Mmmm…” She took his finger one more time and licked all the remaining sauce and took it out of her mouth with her hand. She was so hungry. Hungry for George, that is. Sure, that sauce was great, but George was looking better by the minute.
“So? How was it? Is it edible?” George asked.
“Yes. It’s amazing! Can I?” Izzie asked, wanting more.
George dipped his finger in the pot and stuck it out towards Izzie once more. She licked it off yet again and lingered for a bit, sucking on his finger. Enjoying it this time even more than the last. She was turned on. Something inside her was about to burst.
“You should try it George. Seriously…” Izzie said, going towards the pot and putting some on the spatula, which she shoved in his mouth. Some landed on the side of his face. She completely missed. George didn’t even notice it though.
“Yep. You are right Iz. This is good, and even better when you feed it to me!” George said with some excitement on his face.
“I think you missed something George, let me get that for you.” Izzie said, moving in towards George’s cheek.
Izzie licked the sauce off his cheek and kissed it, then she moved towards his lips. George began to feel the tension build. And Izzie began to nibble on his lip. George moaned. Their lips met, then soon after, their tongues met as well. It became more intense, their tongues almost in a wrestling match. Let’s just say, they were both winning.
They began to strip down, helping each other remove every piece of clothing, down to their undergarments.
They stopped kissing for just a moment, when George noticed Izzie’s Hello Kitty panties.
“HELLO…Kitty!” George said, as if talking to Kitty.
“What is that smell? It smells fruity or something.” George asked, obviously turned on by the smell.
“Well, Grapesicle to be exact.” Izzie said, smelling the reek of grapes coming from her panties.
“Oh. I like it. Definitely!” George said, calming Izzie’s combination of embarrassment and anger.
Izzie came closer to George, wanting them to go upstairs. Wanting them to…ya know...
She began to kiss George’s neck and he kissed her shoulder blade, moving up her neck. He slowed down for a second. Izzie didn’t though.
As she continued kissing him, he said “Are you sure you want to now? Aren’t you hungry? Maybe we should stop.”
“I am hungry George, but not for food.” Izzie said, moving her kisses up his neck and moving her hands up, down, and all over his back. She slowly walked them to the stairs to the loft.
“Izzie, I want you. I want only you.” George said, feeding her hunger.
“George, make love to me.” Izzie said, removing his boxers, then removing her panties and bra.
George walked backwards up the stairs, leading Izzie up with him. It was an incredibly romantic moment, both of them smiling as they walked up the stairs, as the sound of rain pitter pattered on the windows.
The sight of all the rose petals compelled Izzie to stop and take the moment in. As much as she wanted George, she wanted to savor this. She began to tear up. Those joyful tears, yet again. Then she began to laugh in delight. “Aw. George. I can’t believe you thought of all this. I love it. I love you. How much more…” Izzie choked out, over the tears of joy and laughter. George cut her off, laying one on her lips. “Please stop talking...” George said, as he led them towards the bed.