Chapter 9. Yep here it is...you like? :o/
Series Title: The Notion of a Perfect Future
Chapter Number: 9
Chapter Title: Unexpected
Fandom/Characters: Grey's Anatomy, George/Izzie
Disclaimer: These characters are NOT mine, they are property of ABC and Shonda Rhimes. Minor reference to The Notebook.
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 Nine :: Unexpected.
George awoke to bright sunlight protruding through the mini-blinds. He was in pain, well he was sore actually. It was the kind of sore that didn’t bother him though. He and Izzie had made love countless times last night. They were on their own little planet. It was just them and they were able to finally show each other what the other meant to them. Of course they had hot, mind-blowing sex, but they also had the sweet, goofy, playful sex too. George lay there with his eyes closed thinking that what had happened last night was a dream, but when he awoke to every bone in his body aching, he knew it had really happened and he smiled, then after letting out a grunt, he rolled over towards Iz.
“Hey!” Izzie said, lying on her side, one arm propping her head up.
“Hi.” George said, smiling, his cheeks turning red, knowing she had been staring at him.
“I have been just watching you sleep George, just waiting for you to wake up. You are so cute. Your little snores, they are so cute. Adorable even. I can’t believe you are all mine George O’Malley.” She said, moving in closer towards him.
“Hey now. I don’t snore.” He said, acting as if he had never awoken himself at night to the noise of his own snoring.
“Um. Yes you do. Should I record you the next time. Do you really need proof?” Izzie said, laughing.
“No. No. I admit to it. I guess I might snore on occasion…Oh my gosh! Is that why you were awake. Did I keep you up last night?” George asked.
“Yes George, you did keep me up last night.” Izzie said, looking really angry at him, of course laughing on the inside though.
“Iz. I’m sorry. Really am. I know you have a long day at work today. Well…and me too.” George said, sighing.
“Oh no. George, you kept me up. But it was not the snoring. Do you remember all that amazing sex we had? Yep. I would have to say that was what kept me awake. Well, we were both awake. I would hope so.” Izzie said, giggling.
“Of course I remember that Iz. How could I forget that. It was beyond amazing. A dream come true really. I don’t think I have wanted to make love to a woman ever in my life. Sure, sex. But not make love. Not even with Callie. For me that was just sex. Until you came into the picture. Until you became an option. Until I fell so madly in love with you. Then I could see myself making love to a woman. And that woman was you, and only you, Izzie Stevens.” George rambled.
“George…” Izzie muttered as she let out a sigh, just staring right into his glazed over puppy dog eyes.
“I love you Izzie. I am so in love with you…” George said, putting his hand up to her cheek.
Izzie lay there across from this man. This man that she loved. The love of her life. The one she could see herself having kids with. Scary, huh? The one she could see growing old with and walking in the park with, when they needed walkers to get around. This man touched her cheek, and at that she closed her eyes, just breathing in the moment. A smile spread from one side of her face to the other.
“I love you more than life itself, George” Izzie said, as she opened her eyes.
George lifted the covers up and motioned for her to come closer to him. To lay right next to him. He figured they had a little more time before they needed to get ready for work. Before he got ready for work. This year was going to be hard, yet easy. It was going to be hard because he had to see all his friends, Cristina, Izzie, Meredith, and yes even Alex being residents while he was an intern yet again. It was going to be easy because he knew so much more than he had when he first started out a year ago. Now he could jump at the chance to get the best surgeries, he would have all the right answers, he knew his way around the hospital, he was experienced now, he thought.
They lay in each others arms for the next few minutes. But then out of the blue, a noise came from George’s stomach. GROWL.
“Is someone hungry?” Izzie said, poking George’s tummy playfully.
“Yes! I am starving. Want some French toast before we get ready? I would be glad to make some.” George offered.
George could see the answer on Izzie’s face when she gave him the biggest grin of all time.
“I will come and help. Wanna make sure you don’t burn it.” Izzie said, rolling her eyes.
“Hah. Ok. I am gonna go ahead and go downstairs and heat up the griddle...” George said, giving Izzie a peck on the lips.
Then Izzie pulled him back towards her. They stayed in a lip lock for only a minute or two, but it felt so much longer. It was like a breath of fresh air. It was like this new thing for the both of them. Waking up with each other, talking to each other, kissing each other, cooking with each other…the person they loved more than anyone else. More than anything else.
George leaped off the bed and scurried down the steps of the ladder and headed towards the kitchen to make that French toast, he was starving. A few minutes later, Izzie got up and was heading towards the ladder to climb down herself, but there was this cord running across the floor, that obviously she had not noticed last night and she tripped, falling off of the ledge, landing right smack on the floor, on top of her arm. It made a loud pop and Izzie began to scream, she was in excruciating pain.
George came running into the living room, out of breath.
“Oh my God! Iz. Are you ok?” George said, panicking.
He did not want to touch her until he knew exactly what had happened.
“Uh. Well, I popped my shoulder out of the socket George. I heard it and I feel it. And it feels really bad. I think you need to take me to the hospital George.” Izzie said.
“Ok. Hold on. Let me go get the keys real quick.” George said, running off to the other room.
He came back and picked her up, carrying her to the door. Who knows how little George O’Malley was carrying Izzie Stevens. But he was…
Izzie noticed a smell coming from the kitchen as they were about to head out the door. She knew exactly what the smell was.
“See, I knew you would burn it George!” Izzie said, letting out a laugh, even though it almost hurt to laugh.
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George ran through the double doors of Seattle Grace, with Izzie in his arms. Not like it was anything too serious. But George loved her and didn’t want to see her in any pain. Ever.
Bailey looked up from her stack of charts.
“Stevens…what did you do now?” Bailey said.
“I managed to knock my shoulder out of place…and it hurts like hell.” Izzie said, gritting her teeth.
“I bet it does.” Bailey said, mouthing the word ‘ouch’ with her lips.
“Can you get…” George asked, as Bailey cut him off.
“Callie?...Yeah, ok.” Bailey said, running down the hall.
Callie was in the middle of a meeting and to the naked eye, she seemed like herself, but on the inside she was far from that. Bailey stormed in the room, knowing by the looks on the people’s faces in the room that she had interrupted something quite serious.
“Excuse me for the interruption. Dr. Torres, we need you at the nurse’s station.” Bailey commanded, forgetting she was not Chief Resident anymore, and Callie gave her a look that said that much.
“What is it Bailey?” Callie said.
“It’s Stevens. She knocked her shoulder out. She is in some serious pain.” Bailey explained.
“Ok. I will be there in just a second. Put her in exam room 3.” Callie said, looking back down at the paper in front of her.
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George sat in the chair next to the examining table that Izzie lay on.
“I’m sorry about the cord Iz. I feel like this is all my fault…” George said, looking down.
“Noo…it’s…” Izzie said, being cut off by Callie opening the door.
George got up from the chair, heading for the door. As he passed by, he flashed Callie a smile, thanking her for helping Izzie and maybe even thanking her for letting him go, letting him be happy with Izzie. Callie managed to smile back at him. It was a genuine smile. It was a sad smile, not a smile out of anger or spite. And this sadness had nothing to do with the fact that she was forced to be in a room with George and Izzie. It was something else. Something more grim...
“So, how did this happen?” Callie said, with a slight giggle.
“Well…me and George…you know we got our own place, right?” Izzie asked, not trying to throw it in Callie’s face.
“Yeah. I heard about that through one of the nurses I think. You know how word spreads at SG.” Callie said.
“Yeah word does spread pretty fast. Especially with that Olivia girl. Ugh! Anyways…Well, our bedroom is a loft and I was at the top of the stair steps and was about to come down and tripped on this cord and fell all the way to the floor and landed on my arm, and it popped out of place, as you can see…” Izzie said, motioning towards her shoulder.
“Ouch.” Callie said, with no emotion on her face. She said it in a way that made Izzie think she was in pain too. It was not physical pain though.
“Yeah, not fun at all. Can you please just do it fast, so I am…” Izzie said, when all the sudden Callie grabbed her shoulder and popped it back into place.
“…not expecting it?” Callie asked, smiling.
“Yeah. Exactly. Hah!....thanks Callie.” Izzie said, gritting her teeth.
“Sure, no problem.” Callie said, with her head down, writing some notes on her chart and writing her a prescription for some pain meds.
“So, you know what to do with this…just take them when the pain is severe enough and just take it easy. Maybe no more climbing up those stair steps?” Callie said.
Callie turned around, heading towards the door. She needed to get out of the room, get away from people, especially Izzie. She was not angry with her or George necessarily. She just hated thinking of what she had lost. And she wanted to be alone. Or maybe she really didn’t. She didn’t know anymore.
“Is something wrong Callie?” Izzie spat out before Callie could leave.
“No…I’m ok. I will be ok…” Callie muttered under her breath, in a tone that made you think she wanted to change the subject.
Callie was tearing up. Izzie could see her trying to fight it, but then all of the sudden she started bawling. Then she walked over to the chair next to Izzie. Izzie didn’t say anything, she just let Callie cry for a minute, she thought maybe she needed that. She just needed to let it out…
“I lost it, Izzie.” Callie said.
“You lost what?” Izzie asked, looking over at Callie.
“The baby. I lost it.” Callie said.
“Oh gosh. Callie. I’m so sorry.” Izzie said.
“Like I don’t know how to feel. My emotions are running all haywire. I just can’t stop crying. I have been doing it for the past two days, when no one is looking. Mostly at home, the on-call room…” Callie said.
“I can’t even imagine what you are going through Callie. I am honestly so terribly sorry. Even through all the drama. And all the other crap between us. I really am sorry Callie.” Izzie said, in a calming voice.
“I know you are. Thank you. And I just wanted to say…I wish you and George the best. I honestly do. I still love him, ya know? Like I just want him to be happy. And I obviously let him down and was not the one that made him happy. It was you all along. It just took him marrying me to see that.” Callie said, in a surprisingly, shockingly, sincere voice.
Izzie was floored by Callie’s honesty and the truth of the words coming out of her mouth. She was almost speechless.
“Thank you, Callie. That means a lot. I’m sure George would love to hear this from you as well. So he knows you are not angry. So he does not beat himself him up. He is already having a hard time with being an intern again. And having to see you everyday, it would be better if things were maybe ok with you two. As ok as things can be, ya know?” Izzie said.
“Well, he won’t have to see me around much longer. But I do plan on talking to him eventually. Just to kind of get some closure. But I don’t know if I can talk to him face to face, I might call him after I have settled in, in L.A.” Callie said, acting as if everyone already knew she was leaving.
“You’re leaving? Seriously?” Izzie said, obviously surprised.
“Yeah I am. I just can’t be here anymore. I just can’t. And it’s not really you and George per say. It is just how things have ended up, mistakes I have made, things I regret, things I have lost. There are too many bad memories in this place. In Seattle, at Seattle Grace…” Callie said.
Reality had hit Callie hard. She could not stay here. She could not look at Sloan and be reminded of cheating on George. She could not look at George and think about how she was not good enough, how she was not his person, how she had fallen for a version of George that really didn’t exist. She could not look at Izzie and see the person who was George’s person. She could not walk by the exam room and think of the baby she had lost. It was all a blur to her now…how it had happened. It was the other day when she was running down the stairs to check up on one of her interns. She was running, admittedly, not really paying attention, but someone bumped into her pretty hard…and she fell face first and slid down three steps or so. That was all. It was no big deal right? But she started cramping about 5 minutes later and her baby was gone. This person growing inside of her. This person that she was really hoping to love someday. Gone…
“Wow. I really didn’t see this coming at all. So, do you have a plan? Like when you get to L.A.” Izzie asked.
“Well, at this point I am just heading there to be with Addison. We got kind of close towards the last few months she was here and we have been keeping in touch and she said there is a nearby hospital that is in need of a resident with my specialty. So, when I heard about that, I jumped at the opportunity. Just something that would get me out of here. That is actually why I was in the meeting earlier. I was signing some paperwork and getting my resignation letter approved. But other than that. I really don’t have a plan. I just want to start a new life. I want to start over. I want to be me. I just want to be Callie Torres.” Callie said, letting out a huge sigh of relief.
“God.” Izzie said, raising her eyebrows.
“Yeah I know.” Callie agreed.
“Izzie. You can’t tell anyone about the baby. Please just don’t. Not even George. I will tell him in my own time. Just not right now.” Callie pleaded.
“Of course.” Izzie said, giving Callie a grin, as she nodded her head.
Callie and Izzie had come to some common ground. Callie found Izzie to be a confidant in that moment, which was weird for both of them. It was weird, but good at the same time. They were at an ok place, now. Callie and Izzie were far from calling each other friends, but at least there was not as much animosity between the two of them.
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A month had passed. George and Izzie were settled into their new place. Their place. And Izzie’s arm had healed surprisingly fast. A week after the incident she had contracted an infection, somehow. But now, all was well.
They sat on the couch together, their fingers intertwined, his arm around her, her arm wrapped around his torso.
The closing credits to The Notebook began to roll down the screen as Izzie pulled off of George for a stretch.
“Wasn’t that movie the best George?” Izzie asked, looking at George, slightly teary eyed.
“Yeah. It was.” George said, staring off into space.
“What’s wrong George?” Izzie asked, sitting back down on the couch, scooting towards him.
“Nothing. Nothing at all Iz.” He said, still not looking at her, yet smiling.
George had been preparing this speech for the last few weeks now. Or maybe forever. He didn’t write it down and memorize it. They were just thoughts that came together in his head and had gathered into what he called a speech. A speech that was the most important one he would ever make, and here it went...
“I can’t imagine spending one more day without you in it, Iz...” George began, slowly turning to face Izzie.
“And I can’t either...” Izzie said, but George stopped her from continuing on, putting his hand on her leg.
“I can’t imagine one more day without seeing you in your cute pajamas while you drink your coffee out of that purple mug of yours. Without hearing your voice, without looking into your eyes, knowing I am completely safe and I can be George. Stupid, flawed, silly George. I can’t live another day without spending every moment with my best friend, with the woman I so desperately want to have a family with someday. The woman I love and am in love with. It’s you Izzie Stevens. You are my person. And I want you to be, for the rest of my life. Will you?” George said, raising his eyebrows inquisitively.
“Are you asking me something, George?” Izzie asked, shivering.
“You know what I’m asking Iz.” George said smiling, taking her hand.
“No, I don’t. You have to be more specific.” She said, giggling, trying to annoy George a bit.
George got off of the couch and got on both his knees and sat crouched in front of Izzie.
“Izzie Stevens, will you marry me?” George asked, tears were forming in his eyes with joy, one tear fell.
“You know I will George. I can’t live without you. I love you so much!” Izzie said, leaping on George.
When she leaped on George, he lost his balance. And they ended up on the floor together. Izzie on top of George.
“I love you Iz. My heart would ache without you.” George said, running his hands through her long, blonde locks.
“I know the feeling George. Again. Words are just never enough. They just don’t suffice.” Izzie said, leaning down to kiss him.
George and Izzie spent hours laying next to each other, just giggling, talking about everything, talking about nothing, tickling each other, loving each other. They could both see a perfect future ahead. Neither of them knew what it would be like, but they sure didn’t mind taking the journey together, to get there.
But really, what would this future look like?