TITLE: You Left Me
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, none of it mine, unfortunately! Belongs to Shonda Rhimes. I have borrowed part of 4.13 Piece of My Heart and put my spin on it.
WORD COUNT: 3000
SUMMARY: Remember in 4.13 when
NOTES: Just to reiterate really that I have borrowed one or two scenarios and some dialogue between Izzie and Addie from the ep. And if you haven’t seen this ep, SPOILER ALERT (but only briefly)
“Dr. Montgomery? Will you do me a favor? Will you talk to my patient?” Izzie asked as she saw her former attending approach the work station.
“I don't work here anymore, Stevens.” Was the visiting surgeon’s curt reply.
“She's pregnant and HIV-positive and she thinks she has to terminate the pregnancy.”
“I know she doesn't, and it's not my area of expertise.” Izzie said, easily conversing with the visiting surgeon.
“I don't work here anymore, Stevens. If I worked here, I'd be performing surgery after surgery, after surgery. I might even get back with my husband, who's apparently on the market. I'm not saying that I want to get back with my husband. It's just that things were simpler with him, than the messy, messy single life I am currently living. Which was not my point by the way. My point was... that I no longer work here. Which means, that you need to pull your face out of the potato chips, and go tend to your patients yourself.” The older woman paused and snatched the bag of potato chips from the resident. “You're a fighter, Stevens, what happened?”
“I lost a lot of fights.” Izzie said sadly.
“Well, time to get back up.”
“You think it’s that easy? You have no idea.” Izzie said, the way
“What are you talking about?”
“You left me
“I, I,” the neonatal surgeon, always so sure of herself, stumbled over her own words. “I didn’t know . . .” she trailed off.
“You didn’t know what?”
The blonde pondered the invitation, it was tempting, but would it stir up old feelings? She smiled at the irony,
“Sure.” Was Izzie’s reply. The blonde’s response had shocked the brunette, she had not have thought it would be that easy to convince the stubborn Doctor. Of course the last time they had seen one another, Izzie was still an intern, now she was a resident. It seemed
“Sure. I have to go and see my patient. I’ll see you at Joe’s.”
“Dr Montgomery?” Izzie called.
“You look great by the way, LA looks good on you.” She said seriously.
“Oh and Dr Montgomery?”
She smiled wide, “Go. Be the change you want to see in the world.”
“Did you just quote Gandhi to me?” Izzie yelled, confusion reigning on her face.
Izzie had spent far too much time in the mirror perfecting her makeup, ensuring her top fitted correctly and her jeans weren’t too creased. George approached the blonde doctor hesitantly.
“Iz, I’m sorry about tonight are we cool?”
“I’m sure I’ll get over it George.” Izzie said as she began to fix her hair, her eyes trained on the image before her.
“You have remembered right?”
“That you’re not playing darts with us.”
Izzie stopped her motions and paused, looking George in the eye via the mirror.
“Seriously George? I do know when I’m not welcome.”
“Oh ok, Alex said you were going to Joe’s.”
“I am, but not for you George, I have a life.”
“So you’re not staying home googling recipes tonight then?”
“Thin ice George.” Izzie warned through gritted teeth.
“Right ok. I am sorry Izzie, it’s . . .”
“An intern thing, I know, I get it. I’m their boss, I mean who hangs out with their boss?” She muttered the next part under her breath, “or dates them.”
George suddenly felt uncomfortable, he knew he had touched a nerve and decided to make a hasty exit. “Maybe I’ll see you over there.”
“Maybe you will.” Izzie concluded as she touched up her lip gloss.
The young blonde doctor tentatively entered Joe’s bar, the hangout for staff working at
“Hi.” Smiled Izzie. Every time
“Yeah I’ll have . . .”
“Scotch on the rocks?” the blonde smiled.
“I think it’s too early in the evening for the answer to that.” The young doctor replied.
“Not bad per se,”
“We can talk about that later.”
“You look great you know, I think LA suits you.”
Izzie smiled, “So I hear.”
“I’m sorry Izzie, I’m so, so sorry.”
“Are you apologising because you have hugged everyone but me?” the blonde smiled weakly.
Addison looked forlorn, feeling bad she had not greeted Izzie as she had other former colleagues, only Izzie had been more than a colleague, only a select few had known about the couple, so what Addison was about to do would seem odd if not inappropriate. She took Izzie’s head between her hands and kissed her lightly on the lips, pausing to look into the big brown doe eyes of the woman she had left behind in
“You deserve more than a hug.”
“You kissed me.” Izzie breathed stunned.
“Was that out of line? Oh god, you’re seeing someone aren’t you?” panicked
“You kissed me.” Izzie repeated in a daze, “Huh?” she realised
“Oh Iz, we’ll talk over dinner, I need to explain everything properly.” She deserved the privacy, a discussion at Joe’s would only attract prying eyes and ears.
“Did you see that?” Cristina asked.
“What is wrong with her? Meredith, if I ever say I’m moving to LA, shoot me. I do not want to be like that.”
“You dated George?” Izzie almost wore
“Yeah, it was weird, we finished it.”
“No offense Iz, but I’m glad to hear it.”
“I don’t know how to take that.”
“You and George? Together? It just doesn’t seem right.”
“It wasn’t right
“I can’t tell you how sorry I am Iz. I think about you, about us every day.”
“Then why did you go?”
“I was scared.”
“Of how dependent I would become of you, how I would hurt you, of being stuck in
“And you didn’t think I had a say in all that?” Izzie was visibly and audibly upset. “I loved you Addie. I still love you.” She said the last part quietly,
“It’s obviously been right for you.”
“In every way possible, except for one, my messy, messy single life. I love my job, my new friends, my house, but there’s a big hole and I can’t fill it. And I am sorry Izzie, there is not a day that has gone by without me thinking of you, I’ve carried the guilt for months and I was nervous as hell coming back here, what I would say to you, how you would react, if you’d talk to me at all, and in that respect I’m lucky.”
“You’re lucky I’m not as stubborn as I used to be.” Izzie smiled. “You’re my weak spot Addie, I can be mad at you when you’re hundreds of miles away but when you’re here, sitting in front of me, I melt.”
“I seem to remember that.”
“I can’t do this, I shouldn’t be talking like this, you will be gone in the morning and everything will be like it was when you left the last time.”
“Iz, let’s just enjoy the rest of the evening and the time we have together, ok? We’ll worry about anything else after.”
Izzie smiled weakly, she knew the fact Addison will be leaving will be in the forefront of her mind, but
The wine had helped Izzie relax and unwind, she was feeling giddy with excitement,
A peaceful slumber had overcome the fatigued beauties, they lay embroiled in the bed sheets, limbs wrapped around one another, the need to be close, to be touching greater than the desire to sleep, though they found themselves in a dream fuelled snooze, images of a perfect night replaying in sleep.
As morning broke, the sun peeped through the curtains, shedding a block of light across the skin of the lovers. The brunette stirred first, the blinding rays hitting her face like a search light in the dark. Her blue eyes fluttered open, a groan as she realised she could barely move a muscle for the pain and the aching. Gazing at her bedmate she smiled, suddenly the pain did not seem to matter as the cause was lying in her arms, melting her very own heart. She closed her eyes and threw her head back on the pillow, reality set in as she remembered she had a plane to catch in a matter of hours. A small tear escaped her eye, trickling down the side of her face, captured by her ear. The tickle caused her hand to fly to the culprit of her momentary discomfort, the cool of the tear unwelcome. The sudden movement had caused the sleeping beauty to wake, her eyes opened at the movement against her body, she yawned and stretched, the brunette admiring the way her muscles tensed and then relax. She swooped in to capture the lips of her brown eyed girl with her own. She kissed her with a new found passion, pouring all her love into the single action, this kiss would be one of the last they shared before
To be continued? Let me know what you think!