Fic: Bringing Sexy Back (9/?)
Sorry it took so long to get this part out. Real life seems to have been extra busy this last week, but here's the next part.
Fic: Bringing Sexy Back.
Rating: Nothing worse than the show.
Feedback: Of course, feedback is like our crack!
Summary: Izzie is having a hard time figuring out just where she stands in her career and her relationship with George.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, unfortunately. It would be cooler if I did though.
Spoilers: In this fic, George and Izzie are still together and the fic follows the show up until the ep. “Physical Attraction, Chemical Reaction.” After that this fic goes AU.
Dedicated to Joseba for his birthday, which was like months ago, but it’s the thought that counts, right? Hope you have a great 21st year buddy! And to the 80th BGL (gizzie) thread at Fanforum. :)
Just a little warning, the medical situations in this may be completely off. I don’t know anything, really, when it comes to hospitals or medical situations, so prepare yourself for having to suspend your belief and imagination.
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Fic: Bringing Sexy Back.
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The chief paced back and forth in front of the surgical board trying to think of how to handle the situation with Izzie’s picture. Dirty pictures of his residents were definitely new territory for him. He considered Bailey’s interns to be his own. He was proud of them for all that they had accomplished, despite what may have been working against them. He knew it wasn’t easy being an intern. He had been one himself many years ago, but he also knew it was even harder when you’re picked to be the best of the group. And Bailey’s interns were, no doubt about it, the best group the hospital had seen in a very long time.
They were all special in their own way. Their strengths and weaknesses were different, which made them such a diverse group. Plus, as Bailey as their mentor they were really able to excel. The match was perfect because they benefited from her teaching and she benefited from their growing. He was proud of how they all turned out. Proud like a parent.
He pulled the picture out one more time to see if it would help him decide what to do with it. Scantly clad pictures were not one of the things he was proud of. It made him fidgety and nervous. He didn’t want to be the one to confront Stevens. It would be too awkward.
He looked at the picture one more time and cringed.
“What, in the name of all that is good, are you looking at?!”
The older man was jolted into action as he shoved the picture back into his pocket and looked up at Bailey with wide eyes.
She looked at him with serious concern.
“Was that…?” She asked, unsure.
“It’s not mine!” The chief blurted out.
“Clearly.”
“I mean… it’s not what it looks like, Miranda,” He explained. “I confiscated this from Mitch, one of Dr. Stevens’ new interns.”
The older man looked around to see if anyone was looking at them before discretely handing her the picture.
“It seems either O’Malley or Stevens lost something very near and dear to them, much to my displeasure,” he explained.
Bailey looked down at the picture in question and perched her lips together.
“Well of course it’s one of mine,” Bailey huffed. “If it’s provocative, sexual, dangerous, or down right illegal, its gonna be one of MY previous interns doing it.”
The chief face lit up as he crossed his arms in front of him.
“Yes, which is why you…” He started, before Bailey interrupted.
“Ohhh no no no,” She said, pointing her finger at him. “No sir, you don’t. I’m no longer their resident. I no longer have to be responsible for their stupidity. For once this is out of my jurisdiction.”
“Being a fellow woman is out of your jurisdiction?”
Bailey narrowed her eyes at her boss.
“Excuse me?” Bailey asked, now crossing her own arms.
The chief let his fall to his side.
“It… it would be uncomfortable if I had to confront her about it, I’m a man, you’re a woman…” He tried to explain.
“Is this some backassward sexism thing?” Bailey asked, hotly.
“No, it’s a sexual harassment thing if I talk to her about it.”
Bailey looked at him as if she was trying to decide if she was going to believe him.
“Look, don’t make me pull rank,” The chief sputtered. “Because I will... I am the chief of staff of this damn hospital and even though it’s going to be the DEATH of me, I still call the shots around here. This is me asking a favor, one of which I will owe you for, but I can make it not a favor if you would like.”
Bailey shook her head in disbelief.
“Fine,” She gritted out. “But the amount of how much you owe me is so BIG, you’ll be naming the hospital after me when I retire.”
She started to walk back down the hallway, shoving the picture into her coat pocket.
“Bailey Seattle Hospital has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?” The chief called out to the retreating doctor.
“You better believe it,” She said without turning around.
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Izzie walked into the conference room with her stack of papers and charts in her hands. Cristina and George were already there waiting with their stack of papers and charts in front of them at the conference table.
“Cristina,” Izzie acknowledged the other doctor, shortly, sitting down beside her.
“Izzie,” Cristina replied back in the same short tone.
“George,” George mocked after not being acknowledged in the room.
Izzie just gave George a look he couldn’t read.
“I don’t know why you’re suddenly so interested in cardio,” Cristina said, crossing her arms as they waited for Hahn to show up. “It’s my thing. Everyone knows it’s my specialty.”
“Oh, I must have missed the day they named the program Cristina Yang Cardiology Department,” Izzie quipped.
“You must have also missed the day you hit your head and decided to be a specialty stealer.”
“Well better than being a boyfriend stealer.”
“What?” Both Cristina and George said at the same time.
“That’s really funny coming from you,” Cristina snorted. “Maybe we should bring Callie in to see how funny she finds it.”
“You know what I mean,” Izzie defended. “George isn’t even your intern. The only reason you picked him for the case was to get to me. He doesn’t fit the case.”
“Hey!” George said, offended, but neither women noticed his objection.
“Oh whatever,” Cristina said. “He was Burke’s guy. Burke’s guy has gotta mean something.”
“Yeah!” George said, but then added, “…Wait… is that a good thing?”
“So you’re using George for some weird pleasure trip down memory lane? Or is it more like George is your strange good luck charm that will some how magically make Hahn like you better if you’re Burke-like. Wow, George must feel real special.”
George held up his hands and looked at them.
“Am I invisible man?!” He asked, excitedly, but neither girl backed down from their stare off. “Okay, let’s just all calm down before we say something we may regret later…”
“Case whore-der!” Izzie blurted out at Cristina.
“Better than being a Case leach!” Cristina replied with a snort.
“Yes, exactly unlike that!” George said with a point of his finger.
“Alright people,” Hahn said, coming into the room. They all stood up at the entrance of the cardio doctor. “Lets make this quick. A large chunk of metal in the heart makes for a very uncomfortable patient. So which one of you is going to dazzle me to get onto the case?”
Cristina and Izzie looked at each other and smugly smiled at one another.
~*~
Fic: Bringing Sexy Back.
Rating: Nothing worse than the show.
Feedback: Of course, feedback is like our crack!
Summary: Izzie is having a hard time figuring out just where she stands in her career and her relationship with George.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, unfortunately. It would be cooler if I did though.
Spoilers: In this fic, George and Izzie are still together and the fic follows the show up until the ep. “Physical Attraction, Chemical Reaction.” After that this fic goes AU.
Dedicated to Joseba for his birthday, which was like months ago, but it’s the thought that counts, right? Hope you have a great 21st year buddy! And to the 80th BGL (gizzie) thread at Fanforum. :)
Just a little warning, the medical situations in this may be completely off. I don’t know anything, really, when it comes to hospitals or medical situations, so prepare yourself for having to suspend your belief and imagination.
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Fic: Bringing Sexy Back.
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~*~
The chief paced back and forth in front of the surgical board trying to think of how to handle the situation with Izzie’s picture. Dirty pictures of his residents were definitely new territory for him. He considered Bailey’s interns to be his own. He was proud of them for all that they had accomplished, despite what may have been working against them. He knew it wasn’t easy being an intern. He had been one himself many years ago, but he also knew it was even harder when you’re picked to be the best of the group. And Bailey’s interns were, no doubt about it, the best group the hospital had seen in a very long time.
They were all special in their own way. Their strengths and weaknesses were different, which made them such a diverse group. Plus, as Bailey as their mentor they were really able to excel. The match was perfect because they benefited from her teaching and she benefited from their growing. He was proud of how they all turned out. Proud like a parent.
He pulled the picture out one more time to see if it would help him decide what to do with it. Scantly clad pictures were not one of the things he was proud of. It made him fidgety and nervous. He didn’t want to be the one to confront Stevens. It would be too awkward.
He looked at the picture one more time and cringed.
“What, in the name of all that is good, are you looking at?!”
The older man was jolted into action as he shoved the picture back into his pocket and looked up at Bailey with wide eyes.
She looked at him with serious concern.
“Was that…?” She asked, unsure.
“It’s not mine!” The chief blurted out.
“Clearly.”
“I mean… it’s not what it looks like, Miranda,” He explained. “I confiscated this from Mitch, one of Dr. Stevens’ new interns.”
The older man looked around to see if anyone was looking at them before discretely handing her the picture.
“It seems either O’Malley or Stevens lost something very near and dear to them, much to my displeasure,” he explained.
Bailey looked down at the picture in question and perched her lips together.
“Well of course it’s one of mine,” Bailey huffed. “If it’s provocative, sexual, dangerous, or down right illegal, its gonna be one of MY previous interns doing it.”
The chief face lit up as he crossed his arms in front of him.
“Yes, which is why you…” He started, before Bailey interrupted.
“Ohhh no no no,” She said, pointing her finger at him. “No sir, you don’t. I’m no longer their resident. I no longer have to be responsible for their stupidity. For once this is out of my jurisdiction.”
“Being a fellow woman is out of your jurisdiction?”
Bailey narrowed her eyes at her boss.
“Excuse me?” Bailey asked, now crossing her own arms.
The chief let his fall to his side.
“It… it would be uncomfortable if I had to confront her about it, I’m a man, you’re a woman…” He tried to explain.
“Is this some backassward sexism thing?” Bailey asked, hotly.
“No, it’s a sexual harassment thing if I talk to her about it.”
Bailey looked at him as if she was trying to decide if she was going to believe him.
“Look, don’t make me pull rank,” The chief sputtered. “Because I will... I am the chief of staff of this damn hospital and even though it’s going to be the DEATH of me, I still call the shots around here. This is me asking a favor, one of which I will owe you for, but I can make it not a favor if you would like.”
Bailey shook her head in disbelief.
“Fine,” She gritted out. “But the amount of how much you owe me is so BIG, you’ll be naming the hospital after me when I retire.”
She started to walk back down the hallway, shoving the picture into her coat pocket.
“Bailey Seattle Hospital has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?” The chief called out to the retreating doctor.
“You better believe it,” She said without turning around.
~*~
Izzie walked into the conference room with her stack of papers and charts in her hands. Cristina and George were already there waiting with their stack of papers and charts in front of them at the conference table.
“Cristina,” Izzie acknowledged the other doctor, shortly, sitting down beside her.
“Izzie,” Cristina replied back in the same short tone.
“George,” George mocked after not being acknowledged in the room.
Izzie just gave George a look he couldn’t read.
“I don’t know why you’re suddenly so interested in cardio,” Cristina said, crossing her arms as they waited for Hahn to show up. “It’s my thing. Everyone knows it’s my specialty.”
“Oh, I must have missed the day they named the program Cristina Yang Cardiology Department,” Izzie quipped.
“You must have also missed the day you hit your head and decided to be a specialty stealer.”
“Well better than being a boyfriend stealer.”
“What?” Both Cristina and George said at the same time.
“That’s really funny coming from you,” Cristina snorted. “Maybe we should bring Callie in to see how funny she finds it.”
“You know what I mean,” Izzie defended. “George isn’t even your intern. The only reason you picked him for the case was to get to me. He doesn’t fit the case.”
“Hey!” George said, offended, but neither women noticed his objection.
“Oh whatever,” Cristina said. “He was Burke’s guy. Burke’s guy has gotta mean something.”
“Yeah!” George said, but then added, “…Wait… is that a good thing?”
“So you’re using George for some weird pleasure trip down memory lane? Or is it more like George is your strange good luck charm that will some how magically make Hahn like you better if you’re Burke-like. Wow, George must feel real special.”
George held up his hands and looked at them.
“Am I invisible man?!” He asked, excitedly, but neither girl backed down from their stare off. “Okay, let’s just all calm down before we say something we may regret later…”
“Case whore-der!” Izzie blurted out at Cristina.
“Better than being a Case leach!” Cristina replied with a snort.
“Yes, exactly unlike that!” George said with a point of his finger.
“Alright people,” Hahn said, coming into the room. They all stood up at the entrance of the cardio doctor. “Lets make this quick. A large chunk of metal in the heart makes for a very uncomfortable patient. So which one of you is going to dazzle me to get onto the case?”
Cristina and Izzie looked at each other and smugly smiled at one another.
~*~