Fic: Bringing Sexy Back (3/?)
Here's the next part to my fic "Bringing Sexy Back" It's not much but its something.
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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“I can’t believe she’s snubbing us because of issues,” Izzie griped as she sat in front of the computer doing research for the case. “I mean if being issues free is one of her requirements to be on her cases than she’s going to be pretty lonely in the O.R. of this hospital.”
“Seriously,” Cristina agreed from her spot in front of her own computer beside Izzie. “This is Seattle Grace. The place where personal issues are practically an unwritten requirement before you’re hired.”
“Exactly. She should try talking after being here for a year. Lets see who has issues then…” Izzie mumbled as she read the information on her screen.
Cristina looked over at Izzie from the spot at her computer. She wasn’t having any luck with finding information on the case. It was definitely one of the trickier cases she had seen recently. She had researched every journal, medical case, and study she could think of but nothing jumped out at her that fit the case. She kept coming up to a dead end, but she noticed Izzie taking notes and making little noises like she had found something interesting.
“Did you try looking in the Extreme Cardio Measures section?” Cristina curiously asked.
“Nope,” Izzie said, nonchalantly. “I decided to try a different approach.”
“A different approach?”
“Yeah…”
Cristina tried looking over Izzie shoulder to see what she was looking at, but jumped when Izzie turned to her quickly.
“…Maybe I should try that with George,” Izzie said, not commenting on the other doctor’s peeping eyes.
“George?” Cristina asked, confused.
“Yeah. Maybe it’s me. Maybe I need a new approach. You and Meredith… you guys never let it get boring for your men, I bet. Maybe I just need to do something that will put the fun back into things. Bring sexy back,” Izzie said, smiling at the idea but then looked at Cristina. “And research copying? Really, Cristina?”
Cristina scoffed at the accusation. “I was not research copying! I was just…I was not research copying!”
Before Izzie could reply back, Callie came into the room.
“Okay, the shish kabob heart guy has two broken legs that need surgery, so we’ll be doing both surgeries at once. I need to know which one of you will be Dr. Hahn’s flunky for the day so I can get a game plan. So which one of you is on the case?”
“I am!” Both Izzie and Cristina blurted out at the same time and glared at each other afterwards.
Callie raised an eyebrow at them both.
“Oookay, clearly some of the details of the surgery still have to be ironed out. So which ever one of you is on the case, find me later and let me know what’s going on.”
She turned and left both doctors alone in the computer room.
“Working with bambi’s ex-wife isn’t going to be too weird for you?” Cristina asked, sarcastically.
“Yeah probably, but cool cardio cases trumps awkward ex-wife situations.” Izzie said shrugging her shoulders, going back to her computer.
“Something tells me Callie was a different approach kind of gal.” Cristina said, knowing it would get the other girl’s attention.
“What’s that suppose to mean?” Izzie asked, offended.
“I’m just saying Callie is Callie. She’s latino and has the hot, strong chick thing going on.”
Izzie frowned at the thought.
“I’m hot and strong,” she grumbled.
Cristina looked over at her with a raised eyebrow.
“I am,” Izzie responded. “I’m bold too.”
Izzie stood up from her spot at the computer and started heading towards the door.
“You’re leaving? Is this bold Izzie?” Cristina asked, confused.
“No, I’m taking an early lunch. You gave me an idea, so I’m going to run home really quick. I was going to save this for later, but I think this calls for desperate measures. I’ll be back.”
After she left, Cristina waited to see if she was going to come back before sliding her chair towards Izzie’s computer.
“This definitely calls for desperate measures.”
She was just going to take a peek at what Izzie was looking at for the case, but as she was extending her hand out to grab the mouse, Izzie’s voice called out, making Cristina jump.
“Oh I forgot one thing!” Izzie said, coming back to her computer and closing the browser she was looking at. “Wouldn’t want to promote research cheating.”
Cristina just glared at her.
“I’ll be back in time to kick some cardio ass,” Izzie said, smiling as she left Cristina behind. Cristina sighed heavily as she rolled back to her computer.
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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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“I can’t believe she’s snubbing us because of issues,” Izzie griped as she sat in front of the computer doing research for the case. “I mean if being issues free is one of her requirements to be on her cases than she’s going to be pretty lonely in the O.R. of this hospital.”
“Seriously,” Cristina agreed from her spot in front of her own computer beside Izzie. “This is Seattle Grace. The place where personal issues are practically an unwritten requirement before you’re hired.”
“Exactly. She should try talking after being here for a year. Lets see who has issues then…” Izzie mumbled as she read the information on her screen.
Cristina looked over at Izzie from the spot at her computer. She wasn’t having any luck with finding information on the case. It was definitely one of the trickier cases she had seen recently. She had researched every journal, medical case, and study she could think of but nothing jumped out at her that fit the case. She kept coming up to a dead end, but she noticed Izzie taking notes and making little noises like she had found something interesting.
“Did you try looking in the Extreme Cardio Measures section?” Cristina curiously asked.
“Nope,” Izzie said, nonchalantly. “I decided to try a different approach.”
“A different approach?”
“Yeah…”
Cristina tried looking over Izzie shoulder to see what she was looking at, but jumped when Izzie turned to her quickly.
“…Maybe I should try that with George,” Izzie said, not commenting on the other doctor’s peeping eyes.
“George?” Cristina asked, confused.
“Yeah. Maybe it’s me. Maybe I need a new approach. You and Meredith… you guys never let it get boring for your men, I bet. Maybe I just need to do something that will put the fun back into things. Bring sexy back,” Izzie said, smiling at the idea but then looked at Cristina. “And research copying? Really, Cristina?”
Cristina scoffed at the accusation. “I was not research copying! I was just…I was not research copying!”
Before Izzie could reply back, Callie came into the room.
“Okay, the shish kabob heart guy has two broken legs that need surgery, so we’ll be doing both surgeries at once. I need to know which one of you will be Dr. Hahn’s flunky for the day so I can get a game plan. So which one of you is on the case?”
“I am!” Both Izzie and Cristina blurted out at the same time and glared at each other afterwards.
Callie raised an eyebrow at them both.
“Oookay, clearly some of the details of the surgery still have to be ironed out. So which ever one of you is on the case, find me later and let me know what’s going on.”
She turned and left both doctors alone in the computer room.
“Working with bambi’s ex-wife isn’t going to be too weird for you?” Cristina asked, sarcastically.
“Yeah probably, but cool cardio cases trumps awkward ex-wife situations.” Izzie said shrugging her shoulders, going back to her computer.
“Something tells me Callie was a different approach kind of gal.” Cristina said, knowing it would get the other girl’s attention.
“What’s that suppose to mean?” Izzie asked, offended.
“I’m just saying Callie is Callie. She’s latino and has the hot, strong chick thing going on.”
Izzie frowned at the thought.
“I’m hot and strong,” she grumbled.
Cristina looked over at her with a raised eyebrow.
“I am,” Izzie responded. “I’m bold too.”
Izzie stood up from her spot at the computer and started heading towards the door.
“You’re leaving? Is this bold Izzie?” Cristina asked, confused.
“No, I’m taking an early lunch. You gave me an idea, so I’m going to run home really quick. I was going to save this for later, but I think this calls for desperate measures. I’ll be back.”
After she left, Cristina waited to see if she was going to come back before sliding her chair towards Izzie’s computer.
“This definitely calls for desperate measures.”
She was just going to take a peek at what Izzie was looking at for the case, but as she was extending her hand out to grab the mouse, Izzie’s voice called out, making Cristina jump.
“Oh I forgot one thing!” Izzie said, coming back to her computer and closing the browser she was looking at. “Wouldn’t want to promote research cheating.”
Cristina just glared at her.
“I’ll be back in time to kick some cardio ass,” Izzie said, smiling as she left Cristina behind. Cristina sighed heavily as she rolled back to her computer.
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