Fic: After the Camping There Was . . . Part 15/?
TITLE: After the Camping There Was . . . Part 15/?
AUTHOR: Sarah
RATING: PG-13
PARINGS: Addison/Izzie
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, otherwise everyday would be Izzie/Addie day :D
WORD COUNT: 2600
SUMMARY: Sequel to Camping in Luxury which was the sequel to The Clichés of Camping. Izzie and Addie put aside their troubles and go househunting.
A few weeks had fluttered by in the blink of an eye, the hospital was bustling, patients occupying the time of its interns, residents and attendings alike. Addison pulled a chart and reached for a pen from her lab coat pocket, after a failed attempt to get the pen functioning, she sighed heavily and leaned across the blonde beside her, peering over her glasses as she grabbed a biro from the intern’s breast pocket, gently grazing the owner’s breast.
“You know if you want to cop a feel you could just ask.” Izzie grinned, her eyes remaining focused on her task at hand.
“Oh, I have to ask now?” Addison smirked, her gaze trained over her glasses on her girlfriend’s face.
“It’s the polite thing to do.” The blonde replied.
“I don’t recall you being polite, in fact if I remember correctly, you are very, very naughty.” The redhead murmured in a hushed tone.
“I was raised in a trailer, what do you expect?” Izzie glanced up from her paperwork, a mischievous grin plastered across her face. “You on the other hand,” she looked down at Addison’s $500 shoes, raking her eyes up what she knew to be expensive silk stockings, over Addison’s Gucci skirt, she smirked at the redhead’s Chanel sweater and rested her eyes on the perfectly applied make up before her, “are sophistication and poise personified.”
Addison raised an eyebrow, “My, my, they are big words for a girl like you.”
“Ooh, harsh.” Izzie feigned hurt, placing a hand on her heart; she loved and frequently craved the banter between herself and Addison. “I pay you a compliment and you throw it back in my face.”
“You are the help, deal with it.” Addison winked.
Izzie’s face showed mock anger and swiped a hand at her lover. “You’ll pay for that Montgomery.”
“I sure hope so,” the attending said before turning to leave, “and Stevens? Don’t forget to bring your dirty habits with you.” And with that the redhead had turned the corner, leaving a flustered intern unable to process any logical thought.
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“Hey Iz.”
“Hi George, how’s things?”
“They’re good, great in fact, I’m so happy.”
“That’s really great.” Izzie responded, picking up her cup and slurping from the straw.
“How’s Dr Montgomery?”
“She’s ok, you know, one day at a time George.”
“Yeah, it must have been pretty traumatic having your ex husband trying to rape you.”
Izzie sighed and looked forlorn, “Please don’t use that word George, we’re trying so hard to get over what happened.”
“I’m sorry Iz, you know if there’s anything I can do to help just let me know.”
“Actually, can you get me some of my things from home? I really don’t want to bump into that asshole.” Izzie asked, she knew Derek would be hanging out at Meredith’s, how she had found forgiveness Izzie would never understand, it was just as well Derek had been asked to take some personal time because her and Addison’s life were complicated enough at the moment without having to see his face every day.
“Hey you two.” Addison said as she sat herself down next to Izzie.
“Hey, how are you feeling?” Izzie asked.
“A little tired, it’s been a hell of a morning.”
“I hope you’re not too tired for payback later.” The blonde laughed.
“I’m never too tired for that baby.” Addison said making doe eyes at her girl.
“I’m not hearing this.” George said as he covered his ears with his hands and tried to look anywhere but at the two loved up ladies. Izzie rolled her eyes at her friend.
“George said he’ll get me some of my things from the house later on.”
“Ok.” Addison didn’t show any emotion. “Are we ok to see this house later?”
“Yeah, yeah of course.” Izzie reassured, they had a house viewing booked for after work in a little suburb not too far out of the city. It seemed quaint and rustic, nothing overtly flamboyant but true to the old Seattle style. “I can’t wait.” She exclaimed excitedly scrunching her nose up.
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“What do you think?” Addison said as they pulled up to the sidewalk.
“I think it’s beautiful, the picture does not do it justice.” Izzie said before exiting Addison’s Mercedes. The two women walked up the concrete steps to the porch where the realtor welcomed them.
“Did you see the gates to the garage?” Izzie mumbled in Addison’s ear who simply smiled. There was a small garden at the front with a path that led to the steps and an open plan porch. The large double front door was situated before them, a huge glass pane window to the side over looking the front garden. At the side of the Stucco Wood clad house was a wrought iron gate leading to a drive and a garage set back from the home. Once inside Izzie was awestruck by the huge open plan wooden floored space. It was light and airy, the reception area leading off to a decent sized lounge with a fireplace and French Windows opening onto the back yard. The blonde stood in the centre of the room gawping at the copious amounts of space.
“Where’s the kitchen?” she said excitedly.
“Through there.” The realtor pointed to a room off the main area.
“She likes to bake.” Addison explained her lover’s excitement.
“Oh this place isn’t for you?” He asked surprised.
“Yes, it’s for the both of us.” The attending said as if he should have known. She went in search of her excitable girlfriend. “Iz?”
“In here, ohmygod Addie, it’s heaven!” Izzie was mentally planning where she would put everything in the large kitchen, there was a double fridge/freezer, an island where the cooker was situated and plush maple cabinets and marble worktops.
Izzie heard a yelp from upstairs and hurriedly went to investigate. “Addie where are you?” she called.
“In here.” Izzie followed the redhead’s voice and found her in the master bedroom walking out of the walk in closet. The blonde’s eyes went wide.
“That does not mean you need to fill it.” She warned.
“The err, second bedroom has a large built in closet too ma’am.” He directed at Izzie. The blonde looked at him and frowned, confused and continued into the en suite bathroom.
“A sink and a mirror each!” she squealed, “Whoever designed this is a genius, a freaking genius.” The blonde gushed. Addison followed the intern into the bathroom and smiled ruefully upon seeing the size of the shower. Izzie followed her gaze and smiled wickedly at her before pointing out the jet sprays in the bath tub. “I could sooo live here.” The blonde admitted.
“Really? I’m surprised.” Addie commented sarcastically. “Come on, we need to look at the other bedrooms and the wine room and the entertainment room.”
“Seriously?” Izzie asked, mouth agape.
“Seriously.” Addison said, grabbing hold of her lover’s hand and pulling her through the remainder of the house.
“This would make a perfect nursery.” Addison gushed in the neutrally painted room.
“It’s beautiful.” The blonde agreed, she walked over to Addison who was staring out of the window.
“You can see the Space Needle from here.” The redhead observed. Izzie wrapped her arms around the older woman’s waist and rested her chin on her shoulder.
“Is this it? Are we sold?” the blonde asked.
“It’s the best we’ve seen so far and I think it’s perfect for our new family.”
“Wow.” Izzie sighed.
“What is it?”
“I’m really going to have to be a grown up.” She laughed. Addison chuckled along with her.
“You’re not having second thoughts are you?”
“Never.” Izzie said and gently kissed Addison’s soft lips. They heard a sharp cough from behind them, they reluctantly pulled apart and turned to see the realtor staring at them.
“Yes?” Izzie said.
“I have another appointment, are you good to go?”
“Yeah, we would like to make an offer actually.” Addison said.
“Ok, this is the asking price.” He walked over with the house details and flashed the paper at the couple. Izzie’s eyes immediately bulged at the price.
“Addie?”
“What?”
“Look, I don’t want to waste anyone’s time here . . .” the realtor began.
“Hey, buddy, tell your client, we’ll offer, $1.3 million, cash.” Izzie said.
“But it’s on the market for $1.5 million.”
“Cash.” Izzie repeated. The realtor frowned at Izzie’s proposition, Addison found the situation amusing, Izzie had cash to burn, and she wasn’t afraid to use it, even if the price had startled the blonde at first glance. It was an investment for their family, for the future, both women knew they would have many happy years in the home and money was not entirely an issue.
“Do you want to speak to my bank manager? Because I am worth a lot of money.” Izzie stated, nodding profusely.
“Iz, calm down honey.” Addison placed a hand on Izzie’s arm. “Do you need a deposit? Because we can get one for you.”
“I’ll speak with my client and get back to you Ms Montgomery.”
“Dr Montgomery.” Izzie corrected.
“Dr Montgomery.” The realtor confirmed. “Nice to meet you and Ms . . .” he turned to Izzie.
“Dr Stevens.” She rolled her eyes.
“Of course.” He smirked. Izzie opened her mouth armed with a retort but Addison shot her a warning glance.
“We look forward to hearing from you.” Addison smiled.
“What a beautiful, beautiful home.” Izzie said taking the car keys from Addison. The redhead paused with her hand on the door handle and smiled at Izzie. “What?” the blonde asked.
“You said home.” Addison adorned a goofy smile.
“It is, it will be our home.” The blonde smiled in response and winked at her lover before climbing into the driver’s seat. “If he knows what’s good for him.” She muttered out of ear shot. Addison followed suit and clambered into the passenger side.
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The ladies had decided to treat themselves to dinner at the SkyCity restaurant in the Space Needle, Seattle’s famous attraction.
“Do you think this is a good idea?” Izzie asked as she looked out of the rotating platform.
“What do you mean?” Addison asked tentatively.
“You’re not going to get sick are you?” the blonde scrunched her nose with disgust.
“No, I am not. The sickness thing has subsided. Ooh, I have my scan tomorrow.”
“Do you want me to do it?”
“No.”
“Why not? I’m more than capable.” The intern looked hurt.
Addison looked over her glasses and over the top of her menu at Izzie, “Honey, I know you are, but if you do one scan you’ll want to do them all and I do not want us to know the sex of the baby. Besides, be a parent and not a doctor for a change.”
“A parent.” Izzie pondered, “Huh, that still takes some getting used to.” She muttered. “Hey, this is my parent Izzie Stevens, this is my mom Isobel Stevens.”
“What are you wittering on about Stevens?” Addison asked, despite their obvious closeness, the attending would often call Izzie by her surname, usually out of habit, but she actually kind of liked it, Izzie was partial to it too.
“I’m practising how it will sound.” The redhead frowned at the blonde, but inwardly thought it one of the cutest things in the world, only she wouldn’t tell Izzie that for a multitude of reasons. It was at that moment the women were interrupted by the tone of a cell phone. Addison reached into her purse and pulled out the culprit.
“Dr Montgomery.” She answered. “Yes . . . uh huh . . . ok . . . yeah sure . . . no that’s fine . . . ok . . . well I’ll speak to you soon . . . yes . . . thank you . . . bye.” She frowned as she ended the call. “That was the realtor.” She spared a glance at Izzie who was looking at her with eager anticipation. The biggest grin cracked the redhead’s face, “We got it, we got the house.” She beamed.
“Ohmygod, we have a house, we have a house!” Izzie could barely contain her excitement, other diners were stealing glances their way. The young blonde threw herself across the table and kissed Addison who was elated herself, only somewhat more composed than her younger partner. “Now we are celebrating.” Izzie laughed.
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“Mmm, we should celebrate and pay back more often.” Addison sighed as she turned in the blonde’s arms.
“Almost every night Addie, give a girl a break!” Izzie laughed.
“Well, except for that little ‘break’.” the attending referred to the week following the incident they dare speak of.
“That was perfectly understandable.”
“I’m sorry.”
“What for sweetie?” It seemed odd that Addison be referred to in this manner, however, her vulnerability brought out the caring side of Izzie which ultimately led to a number of soothing pro-nouns.
“Dragging you through all this, you don’t need this.”
“Addie,” Izzie said, pulling the redhead closer, “we’re in this together, when I fell in love with you, I wanted everything which included taking care of you, protecting you, it’s us against the world. What’s yours is mine Addie and likewise. I just regret not being able to prevent it from happening.”
“It was beyond our control. We need to try and move past this Izzie. At the end of the day nothing happened and he was the one who came off worse.” She chuckled slightly.
“Yeah, who said stilettos weren’t practical?” Izzie smiled.
“You see, they have their uses.” The redhead nuzzled into Izzie’s neck. “Are we ok, this isn’t going to hang over us is it?”
“I can’t say I forgive him or I won’t say something to him when I see him, but as far as you and I are concerned, if you are ok, then I am ok.” Izzie reassured. “Everything is clicking into place nicely.” She smiled.
“And in terms of settling down, moving in together and having a baby?”
“Oh Addie, what do I have to do or say to convince you?” Izzie sighed, it frustrated her that Addison had doubts over Izzie’s feelings. “I may be younger than you Addie, and it may have all happened so suddenly, but for so long I wanted you, I thought I may have had to settle for something or someone different, but here we are, I want this, I want you, I want our baby. We have our scan tomorrow, we get our move date tomorrow and in 6 months we’ll have our baby. And before you say anything, this is OUR baby, I know I was scared, but you’ve given me the strength and this baby will be the most loved and cherished in the world.” Izzie smiled, her hand resting protectively over Addison’s stomach, tears were silently making tracks down the redhead’s face. “Now can we please get some sleep? I think we’ve had enough excitement for one day.” Izzie said suppressing a yawn, she hugged the red head close, vowing to never let her go and drifted off into a realm of dream of fantasy.