Jolex: Izzie's Return

Chapter Thirteen

Alex
I dropped Jo off at the front when we got to work because she was already running late. She still wasn't feeling right but I couldn't convince her to call off work again. I didn't have to be here for another hour or so, so I sat on the bench and drank my coffee as I waited for Mer to arrive. I was about halfway through my coffee when I saw Izzie rounding the corner. I didn't want to run into her but I felt like running would increase my chances of being seen so I stayed put and pretended like I didn't see her. My efforts would have worked if it weren't for Zola and Bailey who ran up to me chanting my name like they were in a cult. At that moment Izzie looked up from her phone and strait into my eyes.

"Hey Alex." She said stopping and turning towards me.

"Step away, Homewrecker." Said Christina who was walking with Meredith in my direction.

"Home wrecker?" Izzie questioned.

"Oh I'm sorry does trifling whore work better for you?" Christina snapped.

"Language" Meredith chimed in.

Izzie looked at me and then to Christina and Meredith. Then she looked at the two children who were sown to my legs. "When did we become like this? So torn apart?"

"When you decided to leave." Christina answered.

"Christina don't-" Mer begged

"No no I have been waiting to say this." Christina said turning back to Izzie. "No because when you left you didn't just leave Alex, you left us all. We helped you when you needed it. Loved you when you needed it. We put up with all your stupid drama and bad decisions and what did we get? And then you came back but there was only on relationship you cared about repairing. You came here on a mission to get Alex back even though he is happy without you. Now you have him questioning his relationship with his girlfriend, who by the way is 10 times better then you. That's a cruel move. So yes I will call you a home wrecker or a trifling whore because even I though Mer forgave you because she is nice and Alex forgave you because he may still love you, that doesn't mean I have to." When she was finished she took a deep breath.

Everyone was a little stunned by Christina's declaration of hate. Then Meredith turned to me and her eyes got wide. "Alex." She said motioning behind me. I turned around and standing there with the same shocked look that all of us had was Jo who had just accidentally heard everything.

When she saw everyone staring at her she spoke up. "I was just going to ask Mer to take a look at something but if this is a bad time..." she said

I stood there dumbfounded and realized that she avoided looking at me at all cost even if it meant looking at the ground.

"No it's not a bad time." Mer said and then walked over to me and whispered in my ear "I am going to test the waters to see what she is thinking and what she heard. You don't talk to Izzie and take my kids to daycare. I will talk to you later." She then kissed her kids goodbye and went with Jo.

"Good job Jabba the Hut." Said Christina to Izzie as she started to walk inside.

I shook the confusion from my head and then scooped up the kids and took them to daycare.

I checked on our Marfan patient and took him off the ventilator. He could breath on his own really well but I wanted to get a second opinion so I paged Izzie in to look. I followed Mer's orders and left the room before she got there leaving a note on his chart of what I thought we should do. I had a surgery around an hour later so I grabbed a snack in the café. I kept looking at my phone, waiting for a page from Jo or Mer or even Christina. But nothing came.

Surgery took a little over 5 hours and afterwards I was hungry so I went to the cafeteria for lunch. I sat down alone but I was joined around 15 minutes later by an arguing Christina and Izzie. Christina sat next to me and Izzie took the seat across from her. Mer joined us around five minutes later.

"So..." I urged

Meredith looked at Izzie who was hesitant but took the cue to leave. Christina then took her seat to be by Mer.

"She is confused I think. She wasn't sad, maybe a little angry, but mostly confused." She said. "She really wouldn't talk to me she just wanted to talk about the research."

I flopped back in my chair and ran my hand through my hair. "Well where is she now?"

"I made her go home. She was acting funny, well more like forgetting random things, so I took her temp and it was something around 104 or 105 and so I gave her a shot of steroids and some antibiotics and told her to leave before she contaminated everything."

From lunch I had a pretty easy day and I managed to make it out around 8 so I could check on Jo. But when I got to the loft there was no Jo. There was a cleaned out closet and a note on the bed that read:

Alex,
I know you where struggling with the choice of who to be with so for now, I made the choice for you. I don't want to be your second choice or your consolation prize. I'm going to give you time to figure this out. I want space. I deserve space.
I love you,
Jo
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"Jeg håper du har plass
jeg håper du har plass
Jeg kommer helt alene og ikke med noe lass
Du kan si når jeg må skjerpe meg og sette meg på plass
Hvis du finner et vindu til meg"
-Cezinando, Håper du har plass
Translation:
(I hope you have space
I hope you have space
I come alone and without any stuff
You can say when I have to sharpen up and put me in place
If you find a window for me.)
(This was very hard to type because I have my English keyboard on)

Anyway I hope you enjoyed I am not sure if I am posting tomorrow but I might.

Love you guys,
Carmen