Fic: After the Camping There Was . . . Part 2/?
TITLE: After the Camping There Was . . . Part 2/?
AUTHOR: Sarah
RATING: PG13
PARINGS: Addison/Izzie
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, otherwise everyday would be Izzie/Addie day :D
WORD COUNT: 2200
SUMMARY: Sequel to Camping in Luxury which was the sequel to The Clichés of Camping, this continues in a fun fashion . . . for the most part.
Izzie was curled up in Addison’s arms her steady breath mingled with the redhead’s and was the only sound in the still of the night. The moonlight sneaked through the curtains, casting a glowing streak across the tousled bed sheets. The shrill of a cell phone disturbed the silence, the redhead stirred. When the ringing didn’t stop, she reached across the naked blonde and picked up the offending object.
“Hello?” she yawned into the handset.
“Izzie?” Said the voice on the other end. Addison’s eyes went wide with realisation, she had picked up Izzie’s phone from the nightstand.
“Izzie are you there?” the voice said again. Addison tried to wake the sleeping form beside her.
“Uh hum.” Addison cleared her throat, “Hold on.” She tried to disguise her voice. “Iz wake up.” She hissed.
“Huh what?” Izzie said sleepily as she turned over.
“Phone, for you.” Addison said as she handed it to her lover.
“Hello?”
“Izzie, is that you?”
“Yeah?”
“It’s Meredith.”
“Oh god Mere, what do you want? Do you know what time it is?”
“Bailey’s been trying to page you, there’s been a major incident. Who are you with?”
“What? No one.” Izzie tried to shake Meredith off the scent.
“Whatever, just get down here quickly, it’s chaos.”
“Sure, I’ll be right there.” Izzie said as she hung up the call. “Shit.” She said looking at the ceiling with her arm over her forehead.
“What did she say?”
“Major incident, I need to get to the hospital.”
“What else did she say?” Addison asked nervously.
“She wanted to know who I was with.” Izzie smiled. “You answered my phone.” The blonde laughed. “What if it was my mother?”
“Don’t tease me.” Addison sighed. “So, what’s the incident?”
“I have no idea. I should get dressed.” Izzie rolled over and planted a devouring kiss on her lover.
“Mmmm” she sighed as she pulled away. “I wish I could stay.”
“Mmm, me too.” Addison smiled sadly.
“We’re not having much luck are we?” Izzie said as she rolled off the bed.
“At least we made it further this time.” She smirked, raising an eyebrow.
“Very true.” The blonde added, pulling her jeans up her thighs and fastening the front. Addison was about to respond when a beeping interrupted her trail of thought.
“I guess they need me too.” The attending said, reaching for her pager off the nightstand. She swung her legs round and planted them firmly on the floor, she walked around the bed and pulled Izzie towards her, kissing her softly and tenderly.
“Hey you ok?” Izzie asked when she pulled away.
“Yeah, I just don’t know when I’ll get to do that again.” She turned and headed to the bathroom.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
As they approached the pit people were dashing everywhere, patients lying in hallways and gangways, so many people had been hurt. There was blood everywhere, stricken faces, oxygen masks, gauze and bandages. Addison and Izzie were stood in their scrubs in the middle of the pit, not knowing where to start, the activity immense around them, like they were frozen in time.
“Stevens about time you could join us.”
“What happened?” Addison asked.
“Some kid went on a stabbing spree in a nightclub.”
“Did they catch the kid?” Izzie asked.
“I don’t know Stevens, now would you like to explain why you didn’t answer your page.”
“My batteries died, I didn’t realise.”
“Ok, ok, go and make yourself useful. Anywhere is good.” Bailey said to the intern, before turning her attention to Addison, “I need you over here, pregnant 18 year old female in her third trimester, took a knife to the stomach.”
“What was she doing in a club?”
“You’re asking what an 18 year old pregnant girl is doing in a club!?” Bailey asked incredulously.
“Point taken.” Addison said as she pulled the curtain back and entered the cubicle.
After examining the patient Addison exited the cubicle, she found Bailey tending a patient with superficial wounds.
“I need to get my patient to surgery, can you spare an intern?”
“Sure, take Stevens.”
“Thank you Miranda.” Addison said and walked off to find the young intern. She asked around and was directed to a side room where the blonde was pronouncing a death. She turned to leave and met Addison’s tender gaze.
“Are you ok?” The attending asked.
“Could be better.” Izzie replied.
“I need you on a surgery.” Addison said, motioning for Izzie to walk with her. “I have a pregnant 18 year old, she’s been stabbed in the stomach and it’s pierced the placenta, I need to get the baby out as soon as possible. Are you with me?”
“Yeah, sure, did you ask . . .”
Addison cut her off, “Bailey gave me you. Are you ok, you still seem a bit off.”
“I’m fine, I just didn’t expect my first patient to die on me.” She pushed the button for the elevator. As they waited the doctors looked at each other, slight rings around the eyes from a very late night and a rude awakening. Small smiles tugging at their lips, like they were teenagers hanging out by their lockers. The ting of the elevator shook them out of their reverie.
Four hours later, the doctors exited the OR, pulling the bloodied overalls off and disposing of them in the surgical trash. In unison they reached for the scrub caps adorning their heads, dropping their hands to their sides. They found the nearest chairs, which so happened to be in the family waiting area and slumped down, completely drained of any energy.
“You were amazing.” Addison sighed, unable to conjure up much energy.
“Thank you, you weren’t bad yourself.” The blonde managed a little chuckle.
“Seriously, I’m so proud of you Izzie, you did a great job, you saved two lives.”
Izzie blushed, “Oh come on, you did most of the work, I just helped.”
“I needed you and you delivered, you were everything I expected and more. You are a wonderful talent.”
“Stop it Addie.” Izzie found it difficult to take the compliments Addison was throwing at her.
“I’m serious, and I’m not being bias or showing preferential treatment. Thank you for what you did in there tonight.”
“Thank you for teaching me.”
“I need a word with you Isobel Stevens.” The doctors who were slouched in the chairs, they threw their heads back and looked to see Meredith standing over them.
“Hi Mere.” Izzie smiled.
“Izzie, a word, please? In private?” Meredith hissed, hands on her hips.
“Well I guess that’s my cue to leave.” Addison said as she stood. “Great surgery Stevens. See you later. Meredith.” She acknowledged before walking towards the cafeteria.
“What is going on with you Izzie, you don’t answer a million pages and I ring you and another woman answers the phone!” Meredith babbled on before sitting herself down next to Izzie who rolled her eyes at her friends.
“My batteries died.” The blonde stated, rolling her eyes.
“And the woman?”
“Is none of your business, I told you I would talk to you about it when I was ready, newsflash Mere, I’m not ready.”
“I’m your friend Izzie, I just want you to be happy, to be ok and to make sure you’re not making a mistake.”
“I am happy and I’m far from making a mistake. So I’ve been seeing a woman, it’s no big deal Meredith.”
“I know, I know it’s not a big deal, I’m just a little . . . stunned is all.”
“Are we good?” the blonde asked.
“Of course we are. I’m sorry, I really am.”
Izzie leaned over and hugged her friend, “It’s ok, it’s ok.” She reassured. She pulled away, “Has everything calmed down now?”
“Yeah, we should get a couple hours sleep before rounds.” Meredith yawned.
“I’m just going to grab a drink and a quick bite. I’ll see you later.” Izzie said as she stood.
“I’m really pleased she makes you happy. You deserve it.” Meredith said before the blonde turned to walk away.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
“Hey you.”
“Hey yourself.” Addison smiled, feeding a piece of muffin into her mouth. Izzie sat beside her. “I bought you a juice and a muffin, thought you might need it.”
“That is a wonderful girlfriend gesture to make.” She smiled in return.
“I am a wonderful girlfriend.” Addison flirted.
“I can’t disagree with that.” Izzie beamed. “I’m going to have to get some sleep before rounds.” She sighed.
“Yeah, I’m on early too, we should start heading to an on call room.” The attending suggested. “Bring that with you.” The two surgeons stood in the derelict cafeteria and started wearily towards the exit.
“Addison.” The redhead turned around at the sound of her name.
“Yes Derek?”
“I heard about your surgery, congratulations. You too Izzie.”
“Thanks.” The doctors called out in unison.
“Where are you going?” he asked, nosy as ever, Addison thought.
“To get some sleep.” Addison said matter-of-factly.
“Oh, actually, I might join you if you don’t mind.” He started towards the couple, whose eyes instantaneously went wide.
“Meredith was looking for you.” Izzie blurted without much thought.
“She was?”
“Yeah, OR family room was where I saw her last.”
“Ok, thanks. I’ll catch you guys later.”
“You’re welcome.” Izzie said, a fake grin fixed in place. She and Addison visibly relaxed when Derek had left in his quest to find Meredith.
“Quick thinking there.”
“It just came out, I had no control over it.” Izzie admitted laughing.
“Either way, take me to bed Dr Stevens.” Addison requested dramatically.
“Your wish is my command.”
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
“Ok, we’re all running a little low on gas today, and I appreciate the long day we all had yesterday, but this is what it’s all about, so we get on with it.” Bailey stated, like a general to his troops. “There’s a lot of mopping up to do today, so to speak. O’Malley, with Shepherd, Grey and Yang with Burke, Stevens with Montgomery and Karev you’re with Sloan. Now, time for rounds.” The ritual was always the same monotonous routine, similar words, same old Bailey, same wards, same rooms, just different patients with various problems. It wouldn’t be too long before the interns became residents. And Izzie was itching for that day to arrive. The day when she would no longer have to answer to Miranda Bailey, the day she could work in her chosen field with a particular tantalising redhead who could raise her pulse with a simple glance. She cast her mind back half an hour when she woke to Addison watching her sleep, memorising the contours of Izzie’s face, imagining the images flashing through the blonde’s dreaming mind as she smiled and frowned in her slumber. Addison had told her she would quite happily watch her all day and teased that Izzie was the best hobby that anyone could have. And she promised that one day, or one night, they would have a completely uninterrupted date. This was another reason why Izzie could not wait until she was a resident.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
“Hi how are you today?” Addison asked as she breezed into the hospital room picking up the chart at the end of the bed. She glanced at it briefly through her glasses before handing it to her intern. She looked up at the patient and smiled.
“I’m fine thank you.”
“Good, Dr Stevens will explain what we are going to do.”
“Hello Miss Dearn.” Izzie greeted, “Because of your diabetes and possible minor complications, we will monitor you closely. We will keep an eye on your blood pressure and blood sugar levels. You’ve been having your contractions for about 3 hours now?”
“Yes that’s correct.”
“Ok, on a scale of one to ten, how’s the pain?”
“11.”
Izzie smiled, “I see you’ve opted not to receive any pain relief.”
“Yes, I want this to be as natural a birth as possible.”
“Then we will do everything in our power to ensure that Miss Dearn.” Izzie said.
“Thank you Dr Stevens and Dr Montgomery.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Do you have any other concerns or questions?” Addison asked.
“You know my friend Heather?”
“The girl who was in here earlier?”
“Yes, well, she’d hate me for telling you this but, she thinks you’re hot Dr Montgomery.”
Addison blushed at the comment, Izzie was studying the chart before her, pretending not to hear but intrigued as to what Addison’s response would be.
“That’s very flattering, thank you.”
“Do you think she could ask you for a date?”
“A date?” Addison asked, somewhat shocked.
“Yeah, oh no, are you?”
“I’m with someone.”
“Then he’s a very lucky guy.”
“No not he, she and I’m the lucky one.” Addison concluded. “Dr Stevens?”
“Yes, Dr Montgomery?”
“Walk this way.” The attending said as she left the room.
“What was all that about?” Izzie asked.
“Hey I can’t help it if people find me attractive.” Addison smirked.
“Hmmm, well, I may just have to mark my territory.” The blonde joked.
“You’ve done that already, but I don’t mind a repeat performance.”
“Chance would be a fine thing.” Izzie said petulantly. Addison laughed and leaned in to the intern.
“Supply cupboard, 20 minutes.” Addison breathed, a mischievous grin covering her face.
AUTHOR: Sarah
RATING: PG13
PARINGS: Addison/Izzie
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, otherwise everyday would be Izzie/Addie day :D
WORD COUNT: 2200
SUMMARY: Sequel to Camping in Luxury which was the sequel to The Clichés of Camping, this continues in a fun fashion . . . for the most part.
Izzie was curled up in Addison’s arms her steady breath mingled with the redhead’s and was the only sound in the still of the night. The moonlight sneaked through the curtains, casting a glowing streak across the tousled bed sheets. The shrill of a cell phone disturbed the silence, the redhead stirred. When the ringing didn’t stop, she reached across the naked blonde and picked up the offending object.
“Hello?” she yawned into the handset.
“Izzie?” Said the voice on the other end. Addison’s eyes went wide with realisation, she had picked up Izzie’s phone from the nightstand.
“Izzie are you there?” the voice said again. Addison tried to wake the sleeping form beside her.
“Uh hum.” Addison cleared her throat, “Hold on.” She tried to disguise her voice. “Iz wake up.” She hissed.
“Huh what?” Izzie said sleepily as she turned over.
“Phone, for you.” Addison said as she handed it to her lover.
“Hello?”
“Izzie, is that you?”
“Yeah?”
“It’s Meredith.”
“Oh god Mere, what do you want? Do you know what time it is?”
“Bailey’s been trying to page you, there’s been a major incident. Who are you with?”
“What? No one.” Izzie tried to shake Meredith off the scent.
“Whatever, just get down here quickly, it’s chaos.”
“Sure, I’ll be right there.” Izzie said as she hung up the call. “Shit.” She said looking at the ceiling with her arm over her forehead.
“What did she say?”
“Major incident, I need to get to the hospital.”
“What else did she say?” Addison asked nervously.
“She wanted to know who I was with.” Izzie smiled. “You answered my phone.” The blonde laughed. “What if it was my mother?”
“Don’t tease me.” Addison sighed. “So, what’s the incident?”
“I have no idea. I should get dressed.” Izzie rolled over and planted a devouring kiss on her lover.
“Mmmm” she sighed as she pulled away. “I wish I could stay.”
“Mmm, me too.” Addison smiled sadly.
“We’re not having much luck are we?” Izzie said as she rolled off the bed.
“At least we made it further this time.” She smirked, raising an eyebrow.
“Very true.” The blonde added, pulling her jeans up her thighs and fastening the front. Addison was about to respond when a beeping interrupted her trail of thought.
“I guess they need me too.” The attending said, reaching for her pager off the nightstand. She swung her legs round and planted them firmly on the floor, she walked around the bed and pulled Izzie towards her, kissing her softly and tenderly.
“Hey you ok?” Izzie asked when she pulled away.
“Yeah, I just don’t know when I’ll get to do that again.” She turned and headed to the bathroom.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
As they approached the pit people were dashing everywhere, patients lying in hallways and gangways, so many people had been hurt. There was blood everywhere, stricken faces, oxygen masks, gauze and bandages. Addison and Izzie were stood in their scrubs in the middle of the pit, not knowing where to start, the activity immense around them, like they were frozen in time.
“Stevens about time you could join us.”
“What happened?” Addison asked.
“Some kid went on a stabbing spree in a nightclub.”
“Did they catch the kid?” Izzie asked.
“I don’t know Stevens, now would you like to explain why you didn’t answer your page.”
“My batteries died, I didn’t realise.”
“Ok, ok, go and make yourself useful. Anywhere is good.” Bailey said to the intern, before turning her attention to Addison, “I need you over here, pregnant 18 year old female in her third trimester, took a knife to the stomach.”
“What was she doing in a club?”
“You’re asking what an 18 year old pregnant girl is doing in a club!?” Bailey asked incredulously.
“Point taken.” Addison said as she pulled the curtain back and entered the cubicle.
After examining the patient Addison exited the cubicle, she found Bailey tending a patient with superficial wounds.
“I need to get my patient to surgery, can you spare an intern?”
“Sure, take Stevens.”
“Thank you Miranda.” Addison said and walked off to find the young intern. She asked around and was directed to a side room where the blonde was pronouncing a death. She turned to leave and met Addison’s tender gaze.
“Are you ok?” The attending asked.
“Could be better.” Izzie replied.
“I need you on a surgery.” Addison said, motioning for Izzie to walk with her. “I have a pregnant 18 year old, she’s been stabbed in the stomach and it’s pierced the placenta, I need to get the baby out as soon as possible. Are you with me?”
“Yeah, sure, did you ask . . .”
Addison cut her off, “Bailey gave me you. Are you ok, you still seem a bit off.”
“I’m fine, I just didn’t expect my first patient to die on me.” She pushed the button for the elevator. As they waited the doctors looked at each other, slight rings around the eyes from a very late night and a rude awakening. Small smiles tugging at their lips, like they were teenagers hanging out by their lockers. The ting of the elevator shook them out of their reverie.
Four hours later, the doctors exited the OR, pulling the bloodied overalls off and disposing of them in the surgical trash. In unison they reached for the scrub caps adorning their heads, dropping their hands to their sides. They found the nearest chairs, which so happened to be in the family waiting area and slumped down, completely drained of any energy.
“You were amazing.” Addison sighed, unable to conjure up much energy.
“Thank you, you weren’t bad yourself.” The blonde managed a little chuckle.
“Seriously, I’m so proud of you Izzie, you did a great job, you saved two lives.”
Izzie blushed, “Oh come on, you did most of the work, I just helped.”
“I needed you and you delivered, you were everything I expected and more. You are a wonderful talent.”
“Stop it Addie.” Izzie found it difficult to take the compliments Addison was throwing at her.
“I’m serious, and I’m not being bias or showing preferential treatment. Thank you for what you did in there tonight.”
“Thank you for teaching me.”
“I need a word with you Isobel Stevens.” The doctors who were slouched in the chairs, they threw their heads back and looked to see Meredith standing over them.
“Hi Mere.” Izzie smiled.
“Izzie, a word, please? In private?” Meredith hissed, hands on her hips.
“Well I guess that’s my cue to leave.” Addison said as she stood. “Great surgery Stevens. See you later. Meredith.” She acknowledged before walking towards the cafeteria.
“What is going on with you Izzie, you don’t answer a million pages and I ring you and another woman answers the phone!” Meredith babbled on before sitting herself down next to Izzie who rolled her eyes at her friends.
“My batteries died.” The blonde stated, rolling her eyes.
“And the woman?”
“Is none of your business, I told you I would talk to you about it when I was ready, newsflash Mere, I’m not ready.”
“I’m your friend Izzie, I just want you to be happy, to be ok and to make sure you’re not making a mistake.”
“I am happy and I’m far from making a mistake. So I’ve been seeing a woman, it’s no big deal Meredith.”
“I know, I know it’s not a big deal, I’m just a little . . . stunned is all.”
“Are we good?” the blonde asked.
“Of course we are. I’m sorry, I really am.”
Izzie leaned over and hugged her friend, “It’s ok, it’s ok.” She reassured. She pulled away, “Has everything calmed down now?”
“Yeah, we should get a couple hours sleep before rounds.” Meredith yawned.
“I’m just going to grab a drink and a quick bite. I’ll see you later.” Izzie said as she stood.
“I’m really pleased she makes you happy. You deserve it.” Meredith said before the blonde turned to walk away.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
“Hey you.”
“Hey yourself.” Addison smiled, feeding a piece of muffin into her mouth. Izzie sat beside her. “I bought you a juice and a muffin, thought you might need it.”
“That is a wonderful girlfriend gesture to make.” She smiled in return.
“I am a wonderful girlfriend.” Addison flirted.
“I can’t disagree with that.” Izzie beamed. “I’m going to have to get some sleep before rounds.” She sighed.
“Yeah, I’m on early too, we should start heading to an on call room.” The attending suggested. “Bring that with you.” The two surgeons stood in the derelict cafeteria and started wearily towards the exit.
“Addison.” The redhead turned around at the sound of her name.
“Yes Derek?”
“I heard about your surgery, congratulations. You too Izzie.”
“Thanks.” The doctors called out in unison.
“Where are you going?” he asked, nosy as ever, Addison thought.
“To get some sleep.” Addison said matter-of-factly.
“Oh, actually, I might join you if you don’t mind.” He started towards the couple, whose eyes instantaneously went wide.
“Meredith was looking for you.” Izzie blurted without much thought.
“She was?”
“Yeah, OR family room was where I saw her last.”
“Ok, thanks. I’ll catch you guys later.”
“You’re welcome.” Izzie said, a fake grin fixed in place. She and Addison visibly relaxed when Derek had left in his quest to find Meredith.
“Quick thinking there.”
“It just came out, I had no control over it.” Izzie admitted laughing.
“Either way, take me to bed Dr Stevens.” Addison requested dramatically.
“Your wish is my command.”
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
“Ok, we’re all running a little low on gas today, and I appreciate the long day we all had yesterday, but this is what it’s all about, so we get on with it.” Bailey stated, like a general to his troops. “There’s a lot of mopping up to do today, so to speak. O’Malley, with Shepherd, Grey and Yang with Burke, Stevens with Montgomery and Karev you’re with Sloan. Now, time for rounds.” The ritual was always the same monotonous routine, similar words, same old Bailey, same wards, same rooms, just different patients with various problems. It wouldn’t be too long before the interns became residents. And Izzie was itching for that day to arrive. The day when she would no longer have to answer to Miranda Bailey, the day she could work in her chosen field with a particular tantalising redhead who could raise her pulse with a simple glance. She cast her mind back half an hour when she woke to Addison watching her sleep, memorising the contours of Izzie’s face, imagining the images flashing through the blonde’s dreaming mind as she smiled and frowned in her slumber. Addison had told her she would quite happily watch her all day and teased that Izzie was the best hobby that anyone could have. And she promised that one day, or one night, they would have a completely uninterrupted date. This was another reason why Izzie could not wait until she was a resident.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
“Hi how are you today?” Addison asked as she breezed into the hospital room picking up the chart at the end of the bed. She glanced at it briefly through her glasses before handing it to her intern. She looked up at the patient and smiled.
“I’m fine thank you.”
“Good, Dr Stevens will explain what we are going to do.”
“Hello Miss Dearn.” Izzie greeted, “Because of your diabetes and possible minor complications, we will monitor you closely. We will keep an eye on your blood pressure and blood sugar levels. You’ve been having your contractions for about 3 hours now?”
“Yes that’s correct.”
“Ok, on a scale of one to ten, how’s the pain?”
“11.”
Izzie smiled, “I see you’ve opted not to receive any pain relief.”
“Yes, I want this to be as natural a birth as possible.”
“Then we will do everything in our power to ensure that Miss Dearn.” Izzie said.
“Thank you Dr Stevens and Dr Montgomery.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Do you have any other concerns or questions?” Addison asked.
“You know my friend Heather?”
“The girl who was in here earlier?”
“Yes, well, she’d hate me for telling you this but, she thinks you’re hot Dr Montgomery.”
Addison blushed at the comment, Izzie was studying the chart before her, pretending not to hear but intrigued as to what Addison’s response would be.
“That’s very flattering, thank you.”
“Do you think she could ask you for a date?”
“A date?” Addison asked, somewhat shocked.
“Yeah, oh no, are you?”
“I’m with someone.”
“Then he’s a very lucky guy.”
“No not he, she and I’m the lucky one.” Addison concluded. “Dr Stevens?”
“Yes, Dr Montgomery?”
“Walk this way.” The attending said as she left the room.
“What was all that about?” Izzie asked.
“Hey I can’t help it if people find me attractive.” Addison smirked.
“Hmmm, well, I may just have to mark my territory.” The blonde joked.
“You’ve done that already, but I don’t mind a repeat performance.”
“Chance would be a fine thing.” Izzie said petulantly. Addison laughed and leaned in to the intern.
“Supply cupboard, 20 minutes.” Addison breathed, a mischievous grin covering her face.