I don’t own Grey’s.
My story happens a few days after season 3.
It’s very O’stevens or Gizzie or whatever you call them.



The Thing about Midnight


Two days had passed and he never saw her. He was still outside, late at night, and had been thinking about approaching her as he was sitting down on a bench. He was rubbing his palms together and took a few sips from his coffee.

It was cold yet there he was, a depressed George waiting outside Seattle Grace. He never forgot that he told Izzie that he would tell him his thoughts. Knowing his best friend, he knew she would wait but he had hoped she didn’t.

He was there… still confused, still numb and still thinking about her. He remembered trying to stand still when Izzie told him he loved him not as a friend but as someone that she could have a genuine relationship with.

Finally he stood up, walked to the doors and got in the elevator. He didn’t know what button to push. The man beside him wondered why he never picked a floor. The elevator door opened many times but he never went out. When the door opened again to the floor where he came from he realized he just wasn’t ready.

He came out of the elevator, walked slowly through the doors and outside the place that he will be soon trying to forget. His head was down and not an inch of confidence was shown in his body. He felt defeated and cursed, thinking that nothing can save him now.

A couple of steps from the door, he looked through the crowd of people. Some were doctors going to work, some were nurses being paged and some were patients. He was continuing to walk further away from the crowd and then he stopped.

In front of him stood a woman with long blonde hair and a face of an angel, just staring at him. Yes… it was Izzie. And they both saw each other.

Time had just stopped for both of them. Everything around them just became a big blur.

She looked at him feeling angry and glad at the same time. Her eyes were sad and her jaw tightened. Tears from her eyes were about to fall down but she had to hold it in. She felt like she was trying to prove something to George. She can’t cry, not in front of the man who never showed up and even bothered to explain.

His heart started to beat fast. He was nervous, tense and caught himself again in a situation he couldn’t control. But he knew he had to at least talk to her and give her an answer she deserved.

George: How are you? Are you okay? (He said softly)

Izzie: Yeah… I’m doing great. Never felt better.

Her head nodded and she smiled when he answered him. George’s eyes looked down because he felt ashamed because he knew he had hurt her.

George: Izzie, we…

Izzie: I’m sorry George, I have to go.

Izzie can’t hold it anymore. She had to stay away because she felt that was the thing George wanted. She believed that George wasn’t that the type that would destroy his marriage to be with another woman. As soon as Izzie tried to walk away, he grabbed her arm and said.

George: Izzie, please…

Izzie looked at him.

George: I’m sorry. I… (Izzie cuts him off)

Izzie: About what? What are you talking about? (Being sarcastic)

George: Look, I know I was supposed to… (Izzie cuts him off again)

Izzie: Forget about it, George. If you’re going to say “I’m sorry” we
both know it’s not that easy to give you the response you want. The word sorry doesn’t even mean anything to me now because we both know that is not what I needed from you. (Starting to tear up and talked fast) The least you could do was just show up, you wouldn’t be asking sorry to me right now even if you paraded with Callie at the church and I’d still understand that you didn’t feel the same way. I waited for you. Every minute that passed by, I was hoping that you would be walking through those doors and tell me what I am to you. It hurts, George. It hurts when you tell someone of how much you love them and get nothing in return. I laid out everything for you. I didn’t even get a “no”. I don’t even know why I’m still telling you this. I mean, you’re preparing to be a dad. Callie told me everything at church. But still, stupid Izzie had to hope when we both know it’s all freakin’ over. (Trying to let a smile out)

After that it was all or nothing for George. He could say what he really felt or he could do the opposite. As Izzie wipes the tears from her eyes, George let the words come out.

George: I’m sorry… I know there is no excuse for me not showing up and I know I’ve hurt you and I know you don’t deserve that. I was confused and bothered. I failed the exams, I know Bailey wanted me to repeat my internship but I can’t.

Izzie was surprised and realized that George had very serious problems.

Izzie: George, its okay you don’t have to…

George: No, you’ve gone through enough. I want to you know. I agreed having a baby with Callie because I felt that it was going to save our marriage. When you told me you didn’t have feelings for me, I was upset because… I… wanted you to have feelings for me, just like how I have feelings for you. We both know what happened between us meant everything. I try and I try to be a better husband to my wife but I can’t… because you’re there and I love you. You’re the one who makes me try, the one who makes me realize my real mistakes and the one who never fails to care. I’d end my marriage for you, I’ll accept all the words and hatred that the people will throw at me after I do that. I can't let you go, Izzie. You’re everything to me now. And I’ll give you everything of me.

Both of them were crying. George moved closer to her and touched her cheek gently. She smiled. George moved closer and closer, his lips touched against hers and she could feel how George was so passionate about everything through that kiss. The kind of kiss they’ve waited for so long finally happened. They didn’t care if anybody saw them. Because finally everything they’ve kept for so long is out.






Comments are appreciated. :) It’s my first fanfic. If anybody wants me to continue, just tell me.

I think you did a really great job for your first fanfiction, the dialogue was very in character. I'd like to see how this progresses.