Fic: Sorry 2/?
TITLE: Sorry 2/?
AUTHOR: Sarah
RATING: PG-13
PARINGS: Addison/Izzie
DISCLAIMER: Not mine
WORD COUNT: 2500
SUMMARY: Izzie and Addison’s friendship grows. Set in the middle of Season 3ish.
Darkness descended upon Seattle Grace Hospital, a late, complicated emergency operation had kept Dr Addison Montgomery and Dr Izzie Stevens beyond clocking off time. Addison was fastening the last button on her coat as she hit the cool Seattle night and paused for a moment taking in the freshness of the air. She looked at the stars and sighed, just as a force crashed into the back of her. ‘Again?’ she thought as she started to swivel, mid-turn she heard a familiar voice, “I am so sorry, I didn’t see you-“
“Again? Stevens?”
“Oh hi.” Izzie was embarrassed once again at her own dazed state she was adorning today. “It’s been a long-“
“Day.” Addison finished for her. “What was your excuse this morning?”
Izzie laughed nervously, “Long night?” Addison winced at the immediate thoughts that began to run through her mind, ‘Izzie in bed, Izzie naked, Izzie . . . with someone else’
“Oh no, no, no, I didn’t mean it like that. I actually just have a few things on my mind right now.” Izzie sighed.
“Well, for what it’s worth, I think you handled yourself really well with the Hatton baby tonight.” Addison had brought her hand up and placed it on the blonde intern’s shoulder. Izzie suddenly became bashful, “Thank you Addison, I learnt a lot tonight, today, I always do working with you.”
“You know, we could make it more permanent, all you have to do is say the word.” Addison beamed, pleased that she was worth something at last to someone other than a patient.
“I would like to learn a bit more in other areas before I choose, but I really appreciate your offer.” Addison could see the sincerity in Izzie’s beautiful brown eyes. Aware of her hand millimetres away from the tousled blonde locks, she dropped her hand and gestured, “You’re very welcome.” Addison smiled, “It’s late, I’m going to get off, do you need a ride anywhere?” she offered. “I’m heading to Joe’s to meet the guys, you’re welcome to join us . . .”
“Thanks, but I desperately need my bed, I’ll see you in the morning Izzie.”
“Goodnight Addison, sweet dreams.” Izzie blushed, turning bashful.
“You too.” Addison smiled and with that the two parted company going their separate ways.
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“Can I have Stevens today?” Addison hopefully asked Dr Bailey whilst the attending was handing out assignments. Izzie’s ears pricked up at the sound of her name and smiled at Addison, having realised she requested her personally. “Sure, Stevens, you’re with Dr Montgomery, again. You must be doing something right.”
“Or doing Montgomery right.” Karev mumbled. Izzie gave him a sharp jab in the ribs with her elbow and gave him a death glare. Dr Montgomery frowned as she watched the exchange between the two interns. She made a mental note to question the young blonde about it at some point later. As the interns scattered in search for their assigned attendings, Izzie bounded alongside Addison like a puppy, “Someone got out of the right side of bed this morning.” The red head smirked.
“What can I say, it’s a great day.” They came to a stop at the nurses station. Addison picked up a file and started to scan the contents.
“Is it? You didn’t get laid last night did you?” Addison enquired nonchalantly.
“No, I’m not McSlutt.” Izzie snorted.
“McSlutt?” Dr Montgomery exclaimed, eyebrows raised.
“Meredith.”
“Figures.” Addison spat. “Right, Mrs Taylor is due in surgery in a couple of hours. Her baby has an erratic heart beat. You up for it?”
“I’m always up for it.” Addison smirked at Izzie’s remark, the blonde flapped her arms, “Seriously, not McSlutt! But yes, I’m here to do whatever you need me to.”
“Correct answer Dr Stevens. Can you go prep her for surgery? I’ll be along shortly.”
“Absolutely.” Izzie smiled and went in search for her patient.
“Mrs Taylor, how are you this morning? I’m Dr Stevens I will be assisting Dr Montgomery on your surgery. I just have a few routine procedures to carry out before you go into the OR.” Izzie explained.
“It’s nice to meet you Dr Stevens, this is my husband, Barry.” The heavily pregnant woman in the bed indicated to the man beside her who had not taken his eyes off of Izzie since she stepped into the room. Izzie, oblivious, looked up and politely smiled, “Mr Taylor.” She nodded her greeting whilst taking Mrs Taylor’s blood pressure. He was leering at her and it made Izzie feel slightly uncomfortable, but she put on her professional façade and carried on with what she was doing. When she was finished she excused herself, and walked towards the nurses station. “Dr Stevens?” She turned at the sound of her name, “Yes Mr Taylor?” She smiled through gritted teeth. “Is my wife going to be ok?” He said, almost unconvincingly Izzie thought.
“Yes, fine, I’ll finish prepping her for surgery and get her to the OR.”
“Thank you.” He finished. But before she could continue he grabbed her arm, she instinctively looked at his hand and tried to pull away. “Has anyone ever told you how hot you are?” Izzie looked incredulously at him.
“Mr Taylor, your behaviour is inappropriate, your wife is in that room,” the blonde motioned with her head, “about to have your baby.”
“We have what you call an open relationship.” He smirked.
“That’s all very well Mr Taylor, but what makes you think Dr Stevens would ever be interested in you?” Addison had approached the two without either of them noticing. Izzie managed to shake off Mr Taylor from her arm and looked at Addison with relief and gratitude.
“Oh she likes me, she gave me the look.” He replied looking Izzie up and down. Addison took the opportunity to step between the two, blocking Mr Taylor’s view of the blonde haired beauty. “I suggest you get back to your wife Mr Taylor and face up to the reality that your baby is sick.” Addison glared, hands on hips, head slightly tilted to the side. Mr Taylor raised his hands in defeat, “Fine, can’t blame a guy for trying.” And he backed away before turning and heading for his wife.
“Seriously? Some people are so unbelievable.” Izzie was exasperated.
“Nothing surprises me any more.” Addison said as she turned to face the intern.
“Ugh, I feel so dirty.” The blonde said as she wriggled in her scrubs and white coat. Addison smiled, “Come on, we can talk dirty later,” she winked, “we need to finish prepping Casonova’s Misses.” The attending left Izzie deep in thought over her boss’ ‘talking dirty’ comment.
“STEVENS!”
“Coming.” Izzie snapped out of her daze and rushed to keep up with Dr Montgomery.
Surgery was tough, Izzie found herself getting through it by looking into Addison’s encouraging eyes occasionally. They fought for hours to save the tiny life that was now incubated in the NICU. Izzie was sat staring at the baby, her weary eyes willing themselves to stay open. Addison had left her alone with the baby to complete post-op paper work and to check on Mrs Taylor.
“Thank you.” The blonde’s silence interrupted, she turned to see her intruder, “Oh, hi Mr Taylor. You have a beautiful daughter.” He was leaning against the doorframe, and moved further into the room. “So do your parents.” Izzie turned and stood, once again, an incredulous look adorned her features, “Ugh, your daughter is lying there fighting for every breath and you are hitting on me? Again?”
“Look, I care for my wife and child, I do, but come on, you are a hot piece of ass.” Mr Taylor was encroaching on the intern’s personal space.
“That is my hot piece of ass you are referring to Mr Taylor.” He spun around to see Dr Addison Montgomery in the doorway in her navy surgical scrubs, hair tied back, arms crossed with a serious frown. Izzie stood there speechless, a quizzical look on her face.
“Excuse me?” Mr Taylor quizzed.
“I don’t appreciate that you are hitting on my girl and that you have the audacity to call a beautiful, intelligent woman a ‘hot piece of ass’ in the first place!” Addison walked around Mr Taylor, leaving him to figure out what she had just said. The attending reached up to brush a stray piece of blonde hair from the intern’s eyes and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. “You ok?”
“Uh huh.” Was all Izzie could manage. Mr Taylor shuffled on the spot looking to the floor, and hurried out, mumbling apologies on his way.
“I’m confused.” Izzie looked into Addison’s amazing blue eyes. “Do you think I’m a hot piece of ass or a beautiful, intelligent woman?” Izzie swooned in front of Addison.
“Neither, you needed a break from the jerk.” Addison said, face dead-pan.
Izzie’s face dropped. She lowered her head and turned her attention back to the baby. “Oh Izzie, I was kidding,” Izzie turned to her attending, hope in her eyes, “you’re both, of course you are, have you met you?” Dr Montgomery said, brushing further strands of blonde locks behind the intern’s ear. What happened next was completely unexpected for the both them, Izzie let out a sob and broke down in Addison’s arms.
“She’s asleep now.”
“What happened? What did you do to her?” Meredith launched an attack on Addison as the attending descended the stairs of the intern’s shared house.
“I didn’t do anything, she’s had a very emotional day and I think everything has just caught up with her.” Addison defended. Meredith remained skeptical. “Meredith,” Addison sighed, “I want the same as you, I want Izzie to be happy. I don’t want to see her hurt.”
“What is going on with you two? She’s been really defensive of you lately.”
“Addison’s not that bad a person Mere’.” Dr Derek Shepherd had entered the conversation. ‘This could be awkward’ Addison thought. “Hello Derek.”
“Addison. I heard about the Taylor baby, nice work.” He offered. Meredith rolled her eyes in response. “Meredith, she didn’t have to bring Izzie home.” Meredith felt like a petulant child.
“I’m sorry Dr Montgomery, thank you for bringing Izzie home.”
“She’s still fragile, look after her.”
“I will, we will, thank you.” It hurt, but Meredith knew it was the right thing to say. They said their goodbyes and Addison, took the long lonely road back to her hotel.
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It was lunch time the following day, Addison was sat on her own, going over some notes and occasionally consuming a part of the sandwich before her. Izzie had carried her tray, looking for her friends, a flash of red hair caught her eye as she scanned the cafeteria. The blonde intern could see Dr Montgomery sat alone, not too far away her friends who were awaiting her arrival at their table. She was torn. She felt a nudge in her back, “You coming to sit down Iz?” It was Alex Karev, he brushed passed her and continued to the huddled group of interns, ‘ha that’s my decision made’ Izzie thought as she shrugged and frowned at her fellow interns and headed in the direction of the lonely older woman. “May I?” Izzie gestured at an empty seat next to Addison and sat down regardless.
“Of course. How are you feeling?” Addison peered over her glasses, her sultry stare penetrating Izzie.
“I’m ok, tired, and I feel like I have the hang over from hell. I guess crying does that.” Izzie shrugged. Addison touched her arm.
“I appreciate you catching up with charts this morning, it’s been a great help.”
“I know what you were doing, and I appreciate you kept me away from patients this morning.” Izzie had to laugh, she was a doctor, part of a doctor’s job was seeing to patients. “Have you seen the Taylors today?” Izzie enquired.
“Yeah,” Addison sighed, “mother and baby are doing well, as for father, he’s still a jerk, he had the nerve to ask where you were.”
“What did you say?”
“That I left you in bed this morning.” Addison smirked, “Which is technically true, I mean it was passed midnight when I tucked you in.” the attending winked. Izzie laughed. “I have to thank you for that. I’m sorry you had to face Meredith too.”
“Oh knowing she’s McSlutty made it bearable!”
Izzie laughed again.
“Izzie’s laughing!” Meredith pointed out, “Look at her, what can Dr Montgomery say to make Izzie laugh? We’re her friends, friends make Izzie laugh, not her boss, not Satan.”
“Your boss makes you laugh, and scream and orgasm.” George observed.
“That’s different.” Meredith huffed.
“Is it?” Karev chimed in, they all turned to look at him, “What? They’ve been pretty cosy lately and I heard the nurses talking.”
“What were they saying?” Cristina asked.
“Well one heard Montgomery tell someone she had left Izzie in bed.”
“Does it hurt Alex, that two women you had a thing with might have ended up with each other?” Cristina bragged.
“No, no, there’s nothing going on like that, look, they are friends.” George defended, “They’ve been working together a lot, people bond.”
“What about what the nurses said?” Alex asked his fellow interns.
“Well theoretically, that is true because Addison brought Izzie home gone midnight.”
“See? Told you.” George snarled. Alex looked passed George and was shooting daggers at Addison Montgomery and her protégée Isobel Stevens who were deep in conversation.
“Do you want to come to Joe’s?” Izzie asked breezily as they walked towards the intern locker room.
“Sure,” Addison smiled. “I’d love to.” Addison beamed.
“Cool, ok.” The blonde said.
“I’ll meet you in the lobby, I have to fetch my things.” The attending explained.
“Ok, I’ll see you down there.” Izzie smiled and disappeared into the locker room.
Fifteen minutes later Addison approached Izzie who was slouched in a chair in the lobby. “You look ready for a drink.”
“Am I ever?” Izzie jumped up and started to walk towards the exit. As they walked through the lobby, the two beauties laughed and joked and lightly bumped one another, different to the way they had exited the building the night before. They had a natural ease with one another, one that had been difficult to nurture previously due to Meredith’s disliking of Addison. As they walked into the cold night air Addison slipped her hand into Izzie’s and gave it a gentle squeeze. Izzie smiled and opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out when she felt something cover her mouth and someone grabbed her around her waist and pulled her backwards into the shadows. Addison watched in horror as her friend was disappearing before her very eyes. Panic stricken. she hit out, trying to loosen the assailant’s grip on Izzie, but they were getting away, as much as Izzie struggled she couldn’t free herself, terror and fear filled her eyes mirroring the blue depths of Addison’s.