Fic: After the Camping There Was . . . Part 7/?
TITLE: After the Camping There Was . . . Part 7/?
AUTHOR: Sarah
RATING: PG-13
PARINGS: Addison/Izzie
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, otherwise everyday would be Izzie/Addie day :D
WORD COUNT: 3240
SUMMARY: Sequel to Camping in Luxury which was the sequel to The Clichés of Camping
NOTES: A bit rushed I'm afraid, will correct any grammatical errors as I read it through
Blonde hair was splayed across a pillow, the sleeping beauty began to stir as she heard noises coming from the bathroom. As she caught her bearings and realised the familiar redhead was not at her side she heard the noise again. It was a retching sound, very unpleasant on the ears, but the intern recognised it immediately. She jumped up from the bed and rushed through the door, dropping her knees onto the tiled floor beside her girlfriend who was hovering over the toilet seat. Izzie pulled the auburn hair back and rubbed her free hand up and down the attending’s back to sooth her. Addison was shaking slightly, the energy of the vomiting leaving her drained and lethargic.
“I hate this.” Addison grumbled quietly.
“Shhhh, it’s ok, I’m here.” Izzie cooed.
“It’s so frustrating, I feel so weak.” The attending sighed. Izzie helped her to her feet, wiping her face with a cool damp cloth and offering her glass of water.
“It’ll pass, you’ll be fine.”
“Why don’t I feel like it?”
“You’re pregnant Addie, you know everything that comes with it and more.”
“I know, I must sound like a right condescending bitch to my patients.” She laughed.
“You know that’s not true.” Izzie smiled, “You’re the best.”
Addison smiled at the praise, “Were you ill?”
“A little, but I didn’t know I was pregnant till I was 4 months gone.”
“Are you sure you’re ok with all this?” Addison asked cautiously.
“Yes, I told you.” Izzie said, “I never stop thinking about the daughter I gave up. I wished I could have kept her, but it was for the best.”
“And you wouldn’t be here now.”
“And I wouldn’t be here now, with you and our baby.” Izzie said, placing her hand gently on Addison’s stomach. The redhead smiled adoringly and caught Izzie’s gaze. The blonde returned it with a tooth bearing grin. “I love you Addie, and if it means cleaning up your vomit and bearing the brunt of your mood swings then I’ll do it. It’s still a bit weird, but it’s ok, it’s another of those curve balls we’ll deal with together.”
“I always wanted kids.” Addison admitted. “After Derek and then the biggest mistake that was Mark, I never thought I would have them.”
“Come here.” Izzie said, holding her arms out. Addison welcomed the loving gesture and nestled herself into the blonde’s arms.
“Mmmm, you feel good semi-naked.” Addison smiled.
“Do I not feel good all of the time?” Izzie asked in mock dismay.
“Hmmmm,” Addison pondered, the blonde lightly smacked her arm, “better than good, all of the time.” She smirked.
“Correct answer. Now, we have thirty minutes before the alarm, let’s go back to bed for bit.” Izzie said, pulling Addison toward the bedroom.
Once in bed, snuggled up with one another, a familiar and yet most comfortable pose for the two of them, they were talking and laughing until the tone took a serious turn.
“What are we going to tell people?” Izzie asked.
“I don’t know, I don’t think we should tell anyone until at least I start showing.”
“What about us? No one, besides Mer and George know.”
“What do you think we should do? It’s going to be a big enough surprise people finding out I’m pregnant, how will they respond to us being together?”
“Well, I think it’s pretty safe to say we’re committed to each other.” Izzie smiled.
“There’s that.” Addison agreed, her head in Izzie’s lap turning to smile up at her lover. “And we should start thinking about moving into an apartment, or indeed a house.”
“Are you asking me to move in with you Ms Montgomery?” the blonde said, stroking Addison’s auburn locks.
The attending feigned pensive thought before replying, “I think I might be.” She smiled.
“Good, I was waiting for you to ask.”
“You were?”
“I guess, I’ve fallen so hard for you Addie, I hate spending any time away from you.”
“You’re a big sap you know that Stevens?”
“I’d blame it on my hormones, but I’m not the one with child.”
“No, you’re not, but you are going to experience it all with me.”
“Do I have to? I’ve suffered pregnancy before.” Izzie whined.
“Pregnancy is not a suffering.”
“Are you kidding me? I’m so glad it’s you and not me.” The blonde laughed, mocking her girlfriend.
“Now you will suffer with me!” Addison said as she grabbed a pillow and hit the intern over the head with it.
“Hey!” Izzie whined, hair dishevelled, an adorable pout adorning her features. Addison looked at Izzie, really looked at her, she still looked so young she thought. The attending had a niggling doubt that the blonde would want to be tied to her and a baby. Izzie sensed a change in Addison’s mood and leaned down to kiss her.
“I’m not going anywhere.” She reassured, stroking the attending’s hair once again. Addison smiled shyly, embarrassed that she had any doubts over Izzie’s level of commitment.
“I’ll tell Richard, then we can tell whoever we want.” Addison smiled until realisation dawned on her, “Oh shit!” she exclaimed.
“What is it?”
“My parents.”
“Oh shit!” Izzie mimicked Addison’s earlier words.
“This is going to be one hell of a double bombshell.” The attending stated.
“Understatement. How do you think they’ll react?” asked the blonde.
“I think they’ll be happy to be grandparents, disappointed that I’m not married to a rich well to do gentleman type, which would be hypocritical on their part.”
“How do you mean?”
“Let me tell you about the Forbes-Montgomerys . . .” Addison began, “Gerard, my father is or was a supreme judge of New York City, he’s retired now, he was previously a partner in a prestigious law firm. My mother, Juliet, is also a surgeon, Neuro surgeon, oh she loved Derek, a little too much.”
Izzie laughed at the expression on Addison’s face, “What does that mean?”
“My parents had a very active social life, and I emphasise, active and social.” Izzie’s eyes went wide with realisation.
“Noooo.” The blonde gasped, a hand covering her mouth.
Addison nodded, “Oh yeah.” Izzie whistled, it was quite a revelation from Addison. The attending had never been one to share so much information about her family or her past and Izzie was beginning to understand why.
“See, I didn’t grow up in quite the preppy environment everyone thought I did. Sure I went to private school, went to the best Colleges and Med school, had elocution lessons, piano lessons, ballet, all the clichés of a little rich girl. My parents and myself and my brother became masters of disguise. We had to. Mum and dad were a part of New York’s social elite, they appeared in local newspapers, attended prestigious art and charity events all the while keeping up appearances to cover up their social indiscretions.”
“Didn’t anyone ever find out?”
“Sure, occasionally there was blackmail, extortion, you name it, but my dad was right up there, when it came to it, no one would ever speak out against him because of the power he held in the state.”
“Wow,” Izzie said, still sat with her bright brown eyes wide in astonishment. “I never imagined . . .”
“No one ever does. To the outside world, we were any normal bourgeois family.”
“That is incredible. Why did you tell me?”
“Because I wanted to tell you, they’re going to be our baby’s grandparents.”
“Oh crap.”
Addison laughed, “They’re not that bad, they are actually very pleasant people. I think they will still be surprised though.”
“Well yeah, you’d think.”
“I mean, I was a bit of a geek at school, very studious, I played by the rules and this, this will throw them for a loop.”
“Huh.” Izzie thought. “Well, like you said, it would be hypocritical of them if they reacted badly to us being together. It’s not like we’re any more deviant than they are.”
“I guess.” Addison sighed. “How do you fancy a trip to New York?”
Izzie gasped, “I would soooo love to go to New York.” She exclaimed like a kid at Christmas.
“It’s a date.” Addison smiled.
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“How are you feeling today Addison?”
“Better, thank you Richard.” She smiled.
“That’s what I like to hear.” Richard offered. “Is everything ok?”
“Fine. Perfect even.”
“Really?” The Chief knew Addison had been through a rough time.
“Yes, really.” Addison offered a reassuring smile. “I’m house hunting actually.”
“About time, I knew that hotel wasn’t the right environment for you.”
“It’s a bit cramped for two people.”
“Two?”
“Uh huh.”
“Oh, you’re seeing someone?”
“I am.”
“Anyone I know?” Richard asked cautiously.
Addison rolled her eyes, “It’s not Mark.”
The chief sighed, “Well that’s a relief, he was no good for you Addison.”
“I realise that and I’m much better off now.”
“I’m really pleased for you. So what profession does your new guy work?”
“Doctor and he’s not exactly . . .”
“A doctor, here?” Richard interrupted.
“Yes here, but Richard . . .”
“An attending?”
“Noooo, not an attending.” Addison strung out.
“A resident then? Who could it be?” He pondered out loud.
“No, Richard, please listen to me.” The attending pleaded.
“An intern? Oh Addison, it’s not in the Attending job description to be dating an intern.”
“I realise that sir, if you please let me explain.” She was now almost begging.
“Ok.”
“I’m not dating, but I am in a very loving and committed relationship with Dr Stevens.”
Richard Webber remained sitting, in silence in his chair, staring blankly past Addison at the cream wall behind her. “Richard?”
“I’m taking it in Addison.” He replied, eyes not wavering.
“Are you ok?”
“I’m fine, just give me a minute.”
Addison also sat in silence, looking at Richard, waiting for any hint of movement or reaction from the Chief of Surgery. It came a few moments later.
“Isobel Stevens?”
“Yes sir.”
“Hmmm, you know all the potential gossip, discrimination and possibly even ignorance you are going to face?”
“Yes sir.”
“And I understand she’s been working on your service and chosen the obstetrics residency?”
“That’s correct.”
“And how long has this thing been going on.”
“About two months sir.”
“As long as that? Well I’ve had no reports from Bailey that Stevens has been slipping, in fact quite the opposite, she’s a star surgeon in the making I hear, very conscientious and hard working.”
“She’s learnt a lot from past mistakes, she’s out to prove a lot of people wrong and she’s unearthing an amazing talent.”
“I hear that, her commendation from Bailey is very pleasing. I always knew you were a great teacher as well as surgeon Addison. If this relationship in anyway begins to interfere or have an adverse effect on either of your work, something will have to be done, do you understand?”
“Yes sir.”
“It’s good to see you happy again Addison.”
“Thank you Richard. I appreciate your support.”
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Addison sought out Izzie who was sat alone in the cafeteria. She sat herself next to her girlfriend, happy to be in her company following a harrowing morning on the ward.
“Hey.” She said as she sat next to the blonde.
“Hey momma.” Izzie smiled. Addison cautiously looked for any potential eavesdroppers. “Chill out Addie, there’s hardly anyone here.”
“I just want to make sure the first trimester is over before anyone finds out.” She explained. Izzie rolled her eyes at her own faux pas.
“Of course, I’m sorry. How was your morning?”
“Lousy, hectic, I haven’t stopped.”
“I don’t want you to over do it.”
“I’m fine, it was just a little busier than usual. I spoke to Richard.”
“You did? And?”
“We’re cool.” She said smiling. “You are officially my none secret girlfriend.”
“Excellent! Ohmygod, we so need to celebrate, we have so much to celebrate! Let’s go to Joe’s later.”
Addison laughed at Izzie’s enthusiasm, “Sans alcohol.”
“For you.” Izzie snorted.
“Don’t you think it’ll be a little suspicious?”
“We’ll pretend, just don’t let any one buy you a drink.”
“Izzie Stevens, master of deception.”
“Well I think you’re the one who deserves that title.” Izzie winked, placing a forkful of lettuce into her mouth.
“Touché.” Addison laughed. “How can you eat that crap? I’m seriously craving your muffins right now.”
“Addison, this is hardly the place to talk dirty.” Izzie spoke in a low tone.
“Grow up Izzie, your baking goods.”
“Oh, oh, pregnancy craving.” The blonde whispered. Addison nodded in response. “There are worse cravings. So when are we going to New York?”
“Who’s going to New York?” Cristina Yang asked as she sat down opposite the couple. Izzie and Addison looked at one another, realising Yang would be the perfect candidate to test their revelations on.
“We are, Addison and I.”
“You and Montgomery? Why? Is it some gynie convention or something?”
“No, we’re going for a vacation.”
“You and Montgomery? Seriously? Together? You’re not even that keen, you didn’t think she was hot in a bikini?”
“You didn’t think I was hot in a bikini?” Addison asked incredulously.
“It was on the camping trip, Cristina and Meredith were saying how hot you were, I just said I hadn’t noticed.”
“You didn’t notice?”
“Of course I noticed, you know I did.” Izzie begged.
“Ohmygod.” Cristina exclaimed, “You’re a couple.”
“Yes we are.” Izzie announced proudly.
“Since camping?”
“Since camping.” Izzie repeated in confirmation.
“Huh, well, Dr Montgomery, Izzie did admit in the end that seeing you in the bikini was drool worthy. I can see now she was covering her ass.”
“See, drool worthy.” Izzie beamed. Addison smiled.
“So, when are you going to New York?”
“Who’s going to New York?” Meredith said as she and Derek sat at the table.
“Addison, are you going back to New York?”
Addison rolled her eyes, Izzie eagerly awaited her response to her ex-husband.
“I’m going on vacation.”
“Oh, to see your folks?”
“Yes, and Izzie is coming with me.”
“Izzie? Why Izzie?”
“We’ve been seeing each other.” Addison admitted brazenly.
“Izzie?”
“Yeah?”
“No, not you Izzie, Addison, Izzie?” The doctors around the table had a sudden sense of déjà vu, the scenario was playing out similarly to Izzie’s revelation on the camping trip that she had wanted to kiss Addison.
“Derek. I am in love with Izzie, we are going to stay with my parents for a few days. We are also moving in together.”
“You’re moving in together?” Meredith directed her question towards Izzie.
“Yes, we’re looking for a place together.”
“You don’t think this is a bit sudden?”
“No, it’s been two months, we’ve known each other two-three years.”
“I think it’s great.” Cristina admitted, revelling in the drama before her. “Iz, you’ll love New York.”
“Who’s going to New York?” The latest table recruit chimed as he sat down.
“Hi George, did you know Izzie and Addison are moving in together?”
“You are?” He asked, “That’s cool, so, who’s going to New York?”
“Addison and Izzie are going to New York O’Malley, to meet the parents.” Derek said through gritted teeth.
“Are you jealous Derek?” Meredith asked, anger rising in her voice.
“No, I’m not pumpkin, I just don’t get it.”
“Don’t get what Derek? That I’m happy or that I’m with Izzie? Or that it’s Izzie that makes me happier than I’ve been in years?”
“I’m pleased for you Addison.” He said quietly, mindful of the audience around them and the stern looks his girlfriend was throwing his way.
“This tension and awkwardness thrills me, but I must depart, got a juicy surgery lined up. Catch you guys later.” Cristina said as she rose and left the table. A sudden wave of nausea hit Addison like a typhoon, she jumped up and headed for the nearest bathroom.
“Is she ok?” George asked concerned.
“Yeah, she’s just getting over that virus that’s going around.” Izzie said, looking wistfully after her. “I should go and see if she’s alright.” The blonde stood and made her way through the cafeteria in search of her pregnant girlfriend.
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“You’re seeing Isobel Stevens?”
“Yes.” Addison sighed, it was hard work telling people.
“And the baby?”
“She’s fine with it, a bit of a wobble to start, but we sorted that out.”
“Izzie Stevens?”
“Yes Miranda, Izzie. What can I say? We’re in love.”
“I can’t say I’m not surprised.”
“No shit.” Addison retorted. “Richard told me what you said about her work. He also said that if it effected either our jobs something would have to be done, which is totally understandable.”
“Too right. I’m responsible for that girl’s career right now, and she may have chosen your field Dr Montgomery, but I don’t want anything to hinder her progression. She’s been through a lot, remember that.”
“Any one would think you had a heart Dr Bailey.”
“Yes well, don’t go spreading vicious rumours Dr Montgomery.”
“My lips are sealed.” She smiled. “I have a favour to ask.”
“What?” Bailey rolled her eyes.
“Can Izzie get a couple of days off, or even switch some shifts so she won’t have to take too much time, I want her to go to New York with me to tell my parents.”
Bailey stared at the attending. “Don’t you dare make a habit of this, I’m only doing it because of the circumstances, you hear?”
“Yes, I won’t ask again, I promise.”
“Ok, then, just let me know when.”
“I will, thank you so much.” The redhead smiling genuinely.
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“Here.” Addison said handing Izzie an envelope as she perched herself on a barstool next to the blonde. The intern tentatively opened the envelope, a giant grin spreading across her features. She threw her arms around Addison, kissing her sweetly and pulling back slightly to look into the older woman’s eyes.
“I love you Addison.” She said, arms anchored around the redhead’s neck.
“You really want to meet my parents that much?” Addison teased.
“Well, I’ll come around to that idea, but I can’t wait to go to New York.”
“It’s a good job I booked us into a hotel and swung a couple of days off for you with Bailey.”
“You are the best girlfriend in the world.”
“You’re pretty close yourself.” Addison responded, leaning in for a sensuous kiss.
“Look at us kissing in public.” Izzie stated.
“You know what, to hell with what people think.” Addison smiled.
“Yeah, to hell with them.” Izzie laughed.
“Can I get you ladies anything?” Joe asked, interrupting the moment.
“I’ll have a beer, the lady will have a orange juice. Thanks.” Izzie replied.
“The lady? Orange juice?”
“You are a lady, the epitome of lady, you’re so classy and elegant. And the juice is the cover up.” The blonde tapped her nose and winked. Addison laughed at Izzie’s playfulness and made a mental not to reward the blonde later for being her. Addison loved the way Izzie adored her and continually showering her with compliments, she hadn’t felt so wanted or loved in many many years and she never wanted this feeling of complete content to go away.
TBC . . .
AUTHOR: Sarah
RATING: PG-13
PARINGS: Addison/Izzie
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, otherwise everyday would be Izzie/Addie day :D
WORD COUNT: 3240
SUMMARY: Sequel to Camping in Luxury which was the sequel to The Clichés of Camping
NOTES: A bit rushed I'm afraid, will correct any grammatical errors as I read it through
Blonde hair was splayed across a pillow, the sleeping beauty began to stir as she heard noises coming from the bathroom. As she caught her bearings and realised the familiar redhead was not at her side she heard the noise again. It was a retching sound, very unpleasant on the ears, but the intern recognised it immediately. She jumped up from the bed and rushed through the door, dropping her knees onto the tiled floor beside her girlfriend who was hovering over the toilet seat. Izzie pulled the auburn hair back and rubbed her free hand up and down the attending’s back to sooth her. Addison was shaking slightly, the energy of the vomiting leaving her drained and lethargic.
“I hate this.” Addison grumbled quietly.
“Shhhh, it’s ok, I’m here.” Izzie cooed.
“It’s so frustrating, I feel so weak.” The attending sighed. Izzie helped her to her feet, wiping her face with a cool damp cloth and offering her glass of water.
“It’ll pass, you’ll be fine.”
“Why don’t I feel like it?”
“You’re pregnant Addie, you know everything that comes with it and more.”
“I know, I must sound like a right condescending bitch to my patients.” She laughed.
“You know that’s not true.” Izzie smiled, “You’re the best.”
Addison smiled at the praise, “Were you ill?”
“A little, but I didn’t know I was pregnant till I was 4 months gone.”
“Are you sure you’re ok with all this?” Addison asked cautiously.
“Yes, I told you.” Izzie said, “I never stop thinking about the daughter I gave up. I wished I could have kept her, but it was for the best.”
“And you wouldn’t be here now.”
“And I wouldn’t be here now, with you and our baby.” Izzie said, placing her hand gently on Addison’s stomach. The redhead smiled adoringly and caught Izzie’s gaze. The blonde returned it with a tooth bearing grin. “I love you Addie, and if it means cleaning up your vomit and bearing the brunt of your mood swings then I’ll do it. It’s still a bit weird, but it’s ok, it’s another of those curve balls we’ll deal with together.”
“I always wanted kids.” Addison admitted. “After Derek and then the biggest mistake that was Mark, I never thought I would have them.”
“Come here.” Izzie said, holding her arms out. Addison welcomed the loving gesture and nestled herself into the blonde’s arms.
“Mmmm, you feel good semi-naked.” Addison smiled.
“Do I not feel good all of the time?” Izzie asked in mock dismay.
“Hmmmm,” Addison pondered, the blonde lightly smacked her arm, “better than good, all of the time.” She smirked.
“Correct answer. Now, we have thirty minutes before the alarm, let’s go back to bed for bit.” Izzie said, pulling Addison toward the bedroom.
Once in bed, snuggled up with one another, a familiar and yet most comfortable pose for the two of them, they were talking and laughing until the tone took a serious turn.
“What are we going to tell people?” Izzie asked.
“I don’t know, I don’t think we should tell anyone until at least I start showing.”
“What about us? No one, besides Mer and George know.”
“What do you think we should do? It’s going to be a big enough surprise people finding out I’m pregnant, how will they respond to us being together?”
“Well, I think it’s pretty safe to say we’re committed to each other.” Izzie smiled.
“There’s that.” Addison agreed, her head in Izzie’s lap turning to smile up at her lover. “And we should start thinking about moving into an apartment, or indeed a house.”
“Are you asking me to move in with you Ms Montgomery?” the blonde said, stroking Addison’s auburn locks.
The attending feigned pensive thought before replying, “I think I might be.” She smiled.
“Good, I was waiting for you to ask.”
“You were?”
“I guess, I’ve fallen so hard for you Addie, I hate spending any time away from you.”
“You’re a big sap you know that Stevens?”
“I’d blame it on my hormones, but I’m not the one with child.”
“No, you’re not, but you are going to experience it all with me.”
“Do I have to? I’ve suffered pregnancy before.” Izzie whined.
“Pregnancy is not a suffering.”
“Are you kidding me? I’m so glad it’s you and not me.” The blonde laughed, mocking her girlfriend.
“Now you will suffer with me!” Addison said as she grabbed a pillow and hit the intern over the head with it.
“Hey!” Izzie whined, hair dishevelled, an adorable pout adorning her features. Addison looked at Izzie, really looked at her, she still looked so young she thought. The attending had a niggling doubt that the blonde would want to be tied to her and a baby. Izzie sensed a change in Addison’s mood and leaned down to kiss her.
“I’m not going anywhere.” She reassured, stroking the attending’s hair once again. Addison smiled shyly, embarrassed that she had any doubts over Izzie’s level of commitment.
“I’ll tell Richard, then we can tell whoever we want.” Addison smiled until realisation dawned on her, “Oh shit!” she exclaimed.
“What is it?”
“My parents.”
“Oh shit!” Izzie mimicked Addison’s earlier words.
“This is going to be one hell of a double bombshell.” The attending stated.
“Understatement. How do you think they’ll react?” asked the blonde.
“I think they’ll be happy to be grandparents, disappointed that I’m not married to a rich well to do gentleman type, which would be hypocritical on their part.”
“How do you mean?”
“Let me tell you about the Forbes-Montgomerys . . .” Addison began, “Gerard, my father is or was a supreme judge of New York City, he’s retired now, he was previously a partner in a prestigious law firm. My mother, Juliet, is also a surgeon, Neuro surgeon, oh she loved Derek, a little too much.”
Izzie laughed at the expression on Addison’s face, “What does that mean?”
“My parents had a very active social life, and I emphasise, active and social.” Izzie’s eyes went wide with realisation.
“Noooo.” The blonde gasped, a hand covering her mouth.
Addison nodded, “Oh yeah.” Izzie whistled, it was quite a revelation from Addison. The attending had never been one to share so much information about her family or her past and Izzie was beginning to understand why.
“See, I didn’t grow up in quite the preppy environment everyone thought I did. Sure I went to private school, went to the best Colleges and Med school, had elocution lessons, piano lessons, ballet, all the clichés of a little rich girl. My parents and myself and my brother became masters of disguise. We had to. Mum and dad were a part of New York’s social elite, they appeared in local newspapers, attended prestigious art and charity events all the while keeping up appearances to cover up their social indiscretions.”
“Didn’t anyone ever find out?”
“Sure, occasionally there was blackmail, extortion, you name it, but my dad was right up there, when it came to it, no one would ever speak out against him because of the power he held in the state.”
“Wow,” Izzie said, still sat with her bright brown eyes wide in astonishment. “I never imagined . . .”
“No one ever does. To the outside world, we were any normal bourgeois family.”
“That is incredible. Why did you tell me?”
“Because I wanted to tell you, they’re going to be our baby’s grandparents.”
“Oh crap.”
Addison laughed, “They’re not that bad, they are actually very pleasant people. I think they will still be surprised though.”
“Well yeah, you’d think.”
“I mean, I was a bit of a geek at school, very studious, I played by the rules and this, this will throw them for a loop.”
“Huh.” Izzie thought. “Well, like you said, it would be hypocritical of them if they reacted badly to us being together. It’s not like we’re any more deviant than they are.”
“I guess.” Addison sighed. “How do you fancy a trip to New York?”
Izzie gasped, “I would soooo love to go to New York.” She exclaimed like a kid at Christmas.
“It’s a date.” Addison smiled.
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“How are you feeling today Addison?”
“Better, thank you Richard.” She smiled.
“That’s what I like to hear.” Richard offered. “Is everything ok?”
“Fine. Perfect even.”
“Really?” The Chief knew Addison had been through a rough time.
“Yes, really.” Addison offered a reassuring smile. “I’m house hunting actually.”
“About time, I knew that hotel wasn’t the right environment for you.”
“It’s a bit cramped for two people.”
“Two?”
“Uh huh.”
“Oh, you’re seeing someone?”
“I am.”
“Anyone I know?” Richard asked cautiously.
Addison rolled her eyes, “It’s not Mark.”
The chief sighed, “Well that’s a relief, he was no good for you Addison.”
“I realise that and I’m much better off now.”
“I’m really pleased for you. So what profession does your new guy work?”
“Doctor and he’s not exactly . . .”
“A doctor, here?” Richard interrupted.
“Yes here, but Richard . . .”
“An attending?”
“Noooo, not an attending.” Addison strung out.
“A resident then? Who could it be?” He pondered out loud.
“No, Richard, please listen to me.” The attending pleaded.
“An intern? Oh Addison, it’s not in the Attending job description to be dating an intern.”
“I realise that sir, if you please let me explain.” She was now almost begging.
“Ok.”
“I’m not dating, but I am in a very loving and committed relationship with Dr Stevens.”
Richard Webber remained sitting, in silence in his chair, staring blankly past Addison at the cream wall behind her. “Richard?”
“I’m taking it in Addison.” He replied, eyes not wavering.
“Are you ok?”
“I’m fine, just give me a minute.”
Addison also sat in silence, looking at Richard, waiting for any hint of movement or reaction from the Chief of Surgery. It came a few moments later.
“Isobel Stevens?”
“Yes sir.”
“Hmmm, you know all the potential gossip, discrimination and possibly even ignorance you are going to face?”
“Yes sir.”
“And I understand she’s been working on your service and chosen the obstetrics residency?”
“That’s correct.”
“And how long has this thing been going on.”
“About two months sir.”
“As long as that? Well I’ve had no reports from Bailey that Stevens has been slipping, in fact quite the opposite, she’s a star surgeon in the making I hear, very conscientious and hard working.”
“She’s learnt a lot from past mistakes, she’s out to prove a lot of people wrong and she’s unearthing an amazing talent.”
“I hear that, her commendation from Bailey is very pleasing. I always knew you were a great teacher as well as surgeon Addison. If this relationship in anyway begins to interfere or have an adverse effect on either of your work, something will have to be done, do you understand?”
“Yes sir.”
“It’s good to see you happy again Addison.”
“Thank you Richard. I appreciate your support.”
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Addison sought out Izzie who was sat alone in the cafeteria. She sat herself next to her girlfriend, happy to be in her company following a harrowing morning on the ward.
“Hey.” She said as she sat next to the blonde.
“Hey momma.” Izzie smiled. Addison cautiously looked for any potential eavesdroppers. “Chill out Addie, there’s hardly anyone here.”
“I just want to make sure the first trimester is over before anyone finds out.” She explained. Izzie rolled her eyes at her own faux pas.
“Of course, I’m sorry. How was your morning?”
“Lousy, hectic, I haven’t stopped.”
“I don’t want you to over do it.”
“I’m fine, it was just a little busier than usual. I spoke to Richard.”
“You did? And?”
“We’re cool.” She said smiling. “You are officially my none secret girlfriend.”
“Excellent! Ohmygod, we so need to celebrate, we have so much to celebrate! Let’s go to Joe’s later.”
Addison laughed at Izzie’s enthusiasm, “Sans alcohol.”
“For you.” Izzie snorted.
“Don’t you think it’ll be a little suspicious?”
“We’ll pretend, just don’t let any one buy you a drink.”
“Izzie Stevens, master of deception.”
“Well I think you’re the one who deserves that title.” Izzie winked, placing a forkful of lettuce into her mouth.
“Touché.” Addison laughed. “How can you eat that crap? I’m seriously craving your muffins right now.”
“Addison, this is hardly the place to talk dirty.” Izzie spoke in a low tone.
“Grow up Izzie, your baking goods.”
“Oh, oh, pregnancy craving.” The blonde whispered. Addison nodded in response. “There are worse cravings. So when are we going to New York?”
“Who’s going to New York?” Cristina Yang asked as she sat down opposite the couple. Izzie and Addison looked at one another, realising Yang would be the perfect candidate to test their revelations on.
“We are, Addison and I.”
“You and Montgomery? Why? Is it some gynie convention or something?”
“No, we’re going for a vacation.”
“You and Montgomery? Seriously? Together? You’re not even that keen, you didn’t think she was hot in a bikini?”
“You didn’t think I was hot in a bikini?” Addison asked incredulously.
“It was on the camping trip, Cristina and Meredith were saying how hot you were, I just said I hadn’t noticed.”
“You didn’t notice?”
“Of course I noticed, you know I did.” Izzie begged.
“Ohmygod.” Cristina exclaimed, “You’re a couple.”
“Yes we are.” Izzie announced proudly.
“Since camping?”
“Since camping.” Izzie repeated in confirmation.
“Huh, well, Dr Montgomery, Izzie did admit in the end that seeing you in the bikini was drool worthy. I can see now she was covering her ass.”
“See, drool worthy.” Izzie beamed. Addison smiled.
“So, when are you going to New York?”
“Who’s going to New York?” Meredith said as she and Derek sat at the table.
“Addison, are you going back to New York?”
Addison rolled her eyes, Izzie eagerly awaited her response to her ex-husband.
“I’m going on vacation.”
“Oh, to see your folks?”
“Yes, and Izzie is coming with me.”
“Izzie? Why Izzie?”
“We’ve been seeing each other.” Addison admitted brazenly.
“Izzie?”
“Yeah?”
“No, not you Izzie, Addison, Izzie?” The doctors around the table had a sudden sense of déjà vu, the scenario was playing out similarly to Izzie’s revelation on the camping trip that she had wanted to kiss Addison.
“Derek. I am in love with Izzie, we are going to stay with my parents for a few days. We are also moving in together.”
“You’re moving in together?” Meredith directed her question towards Izzie.
“Yes, we’re looking for a place together.”
“You don’t think this is a bit sudden?”
“No, it’s been two months, we’ve known each other two-three years.”
“I think it’s great.” Cristina admitted, revelling in the drama before her. “Iz, you’ll love New York.”
“Who’s going to New York?” The latest table recruit chimed as he sat down.
“Hi George, did you know Izzie and Addison are moving in together?”
“You are?” He asked, “That’s cool, so, who’s going to New York?”
“Addison and Izzie are going to New York O’Malley, to meet the parents.” Derek said through gritted teeth.
“Are you jealous Derek?” Meredith asked, anger rising in her voice.
“No, I’m not pumpkin, I just don’t get it.”
“Don’t get what Derek? That I’m happy or that I’m with Izzie? Or that it’s Izzie that makes me happier than I’ve been in years?”
“I’m pleased for you Addison.” He said quietly, mindful of the audience around them and the stern looks his girlfriend was throwing his way.
“This tension and awkwardness thrills me, but I must depart, got a juicy surgery lined up. Catch you guys later.” Cristina said as she rose and left the table. A sudden wave of nausea hit Addison like a typhoon, she jumped up and headed for the nearest bathroom.
“Is she ok?” George asked concerned.
“Yeah, she’s just getting over that virus that’s going around.” Izzie said, looking wistfully after her. “I should go and see if she’s alright.” The blonde stood and made her way through the cafeteria in search of her pregnant girlfriend.
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“You’re seeing Isobel Stevens?”
“Yes.” Addison sighed, it was hard work telling people.
“And the baby?”
“She’s fine with it, a bit of a wobble to start, but we sorted that out.”
“Izzie Stevens?”
“Yes Miranda, Izzie. What can I say? We’re in love.”
“I can’t say I’m not surprised.”
“No shit.” Addison retorted. “Richard told me what you said about her work. He also said that if it effected either our jobs something would have to be done, which is totally understandable.”
“Too right. I’m responsible for that girl’s career right now, and she may have chosen your field Dr Montgomery, but I don’t want anything to hinder her progression. She’s been through a lot, remember that.”
“Any one would think you had a heart Dr Bailey.”
“Yes well, don’t go spreading vicious rumours Dr Montgomery.”
“My lips are sealed.” She smiled. “I have a favour to ask.”
“What?” Bailey rolled her eyes.
“Can Izzie get a couple of days off, or even switch some shifts so she won’t have to take too much time, I want her to go to New York with me to tell my parents.”
Bailey stared at the attending. “Don’t you dare make a habit of this, I’m only doing it because of the circumstances, you hear?”
“Yes, I won’t ask again, I promise.”
“Ok, then, just let me know when.”
“I will, thank you so much.” The redhead smiling genuinely.
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“Here.” Addison said handing Izzie an envelope as she perched herself on a barstool next to the blonde. The intern tentatively opened the envelope, a giant grin spreading across her features. She threw her arms around Addison, kissing her sweetly and pulling back slightly to look into the older woman’s eyes.
“I love you Addison.” She said, arms anchored around the redhead’s neck.
“You really want to meet my parents that much?” Addison teased.
“Well, I’ll come around to that idea, but I can’t wait to go to New York.”
“It’s a good job I booked us into a hotel and swung a couple of days off for you with Bailey.”
“You are the best girlfriend in the world.”
“You’re pretty close yourself.” Addison responded, leaning in for a sensuous kiss.
“Look at us kissing in public.” Izzie stated.
“You know what, to hell with what people think.” Addison smiled.
“Yeah, to hell with them.” Izzie laughed.
“Can I get you ladies anything?” Joe asked, interrupting the moment.
“I’ll have a beer, the lady will have a orange juice. Thanks.” Izzie replied.
“The lady? Orange juice?”
“You are a lady, the epitome of lady, you’re so classy and elegant. And the juice is the cover up.” The blonde tapped her nose and winked. Addison laughed at Izzie’s playfulness and made a mental not to reward the blonde later for being her. Addison loved the way Izzie adored her and continually showering her with compliments, she hadn’t felt so wanted or loved in many many years and she never wanted this feeling of complete content to go away.
TBC . . .