New Fanfiction
My first attempt at this.
Title: Fix You
Word Count: 529
Pairing: Addison/Izzie
Set after Addison's Divorce
Chapter One:
The surgery didn’t end well. There was a massive blood clot and one life was lost. You almost cried when Dr. Montgomery told the mother that her little girl had died. You could tell by the way Dr. Montgomery was gripping the end of the bed that she was struggling as well.
And now, here you are, sitting on the floor next to her. Both of you have been silent for some time, until she takes it upon herself to break that silence by saying, “I’m sorry.” It was barely above a whisper and you almost believe that she hadn’t said it, until she repeated it. You turn to her and find that she is staring at nothing in particular. Her eyes seem distant.
Finally, she turns her head and faces you. “About the quints.” She explains. You don’t know what to say, that’s okay though, because she probably doesn’t expect you to say anything anyway. So, you nod and that seems enough for her as she turns to look back at whatever she was staring at before. You look down and start fiddling with your hands. “I was sixteen … when I had Sarah.” You don’t quite know why you’re telling her this, but then more words rush out of your mouth and you know. “I gave her up. It was hard … but seeing the look on that woman when we told her …” You can feel her gaze on you again, but this time it’s warm.
“It never gets easier.” She says. “Especially when …” And then her voice trails as do her eyes. You’re curious as to what she was going to say, and you almost ask her, but her eyes look miles away and her expression looks pained, so you don’t.
You both are silent again for a few more minutes and then she speaks. “I was trying to teach you a lesson.” You know what she’s talking about, but it still doesn’t make it any easier to hear. She continues, “Richard … did something similar to me when I was an intern.”
“Did it work?” You ask. She looks at you and shakes her head. “No … it didn’t. I wanted to believe it did. I tried even … to distance myself. You think I’m Satan now, you should have seen me then.” You think you see a small smile, but then it vanishes.
“I never-”
She cuts you off with a raised hand. “Please. I hear the rumors, I just choose to ignore them.”
Silence again, and it’s then that you realize that it’s not an uncomfortable silence like it is with most people. You hear her sigh heavily and you watch as she closes her eyes. You don’t know why you haven’t noticed it before, but you see small circles under her eyes, and you wonder when the last time she’s gotten a good night sleep. You’re about to ask, when her pager goes off. She sighs again and opens her eyes, looks down at her pager and then back at you. “Guess it’s back to work.” She says tiredly. She gets up, and you wonder when you’ll see her again.
Title: Fix You
Word Count: 529
Pairing: Addison/Izzie
Set after Addison's Divorce
Chapter One:
The surgery didn’t end well. There was a massive blood clot and one life was lost. You almost cried when Dr. Montgomery told the mother that her little girl had died. You could tell by the way Dr. Montgomery was gripping the end of the bed that she was struggling as well.
And now, here you are, sitting on the floor next to her. Both of you have been silent for some time, until she takes it upon herself to break that silence by saying, “I’m sorry.” It was barely above a whisper and you almost believe that she hadn’t said it, until she repeated it. You turn to her and find that she is staring at nothing in particular. Her eyes seem distant.
Finally, she turns her head and faces you. “About the quints.” She explains. You don’t know what to say, that’s okay though, because she probably doesn’t expect you to say anything anyway. So, you nod and that seems enough for her as she turns to look back at whatever she was staring at before. You look down and start fiddling with your hands. “I was sixteen … when I had Sarah.” You don’t quite know why you’re telling her this, but then more words rush out of your mouth and you know. “I gave her up. It was hard … but seeing the look on that woman when we told her …” You can feel her gaze on you again, but this time it’s warm.
“It never gets easier.” She says. “Especially when …” And then her voice trails as do her eyes. You’re curious as to what she was going to say, and you almost ask her, but her eyes look miles away and her expression looks pained, so you don’t.
You both are silent again for a few more minutes and then she speaks. “I was trying to teach you a lesson.” You know what she’s talking about, but it still doesn’t make it any easier to hear. She continues, “Richard … did something similar to me when I was an intern.”
“Did it work?” You ask. She looks at you and shakes her head. “No … it didn’t. I wanted to believe it did. I tried even … to distance myself. You think I’m Satan now, you should have seen me then.” You think you see a small smile, but then it vanishes.
“I never-”
She cuts you off with a raised hand. “Please. I hear the rumors, I just choose to ignore them.”
Silence again, and it’s then that you realize that it’s not an uncomfortable silence like it is with most people. You hear her sigh heavily and you watch as she closes her eyes. You don’t know why you haven’t noticed it before, but you see small circles under her eyes, and you wonder when the last time she’s gotten a good night sleep. You’re about to ask, when her pager goes off. She sighs again and opens her eyes, looks down at her pager and then back at you. “Guess it’s back to work.” She says tiredly. She gets up, and you wonder when you’ll see her again.