"You let Donna out?"

"Temporarily. She's having dinner."

"Oh, with who?"

"A guy she has no future with."

"Why no future?"

"Because I say so."

Title: Renascence
Word Count: 1,253
Rating: G
Prompt: Izzie, wandering star
Summary: "Is it still shiva if she's Catholic?" - Alex takes Izzie to a Christmas Eve service.
Notes: Written for Grey's Holiday Flashficathon, with title from the Millay poem of the same name. Con-crit or cruel-crit welcome.

( He was going to a church, for god's sake, a Catholic one at that. Surely there'd be sitting, and kneeling, and - he didn't know what else. Alex hoped Izzie would know, and prod him at the right times. )

Well, not really. I wrote this last night instead of doing physics or maths. I know, bad me. It's the first thing I've written in a while, and first Grey's fic ever (possibly not the best fic to begin a fic-writing career, but hey, the only way left is up, right?). Man, it felt good to write sentences rather than equations.

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