Post by xDocMartinx on Sept 3, 2007 23:34:03 GMT 10
Tell Him
Title: Tell Him.
Fandom: Grey's Anatomy
Characters: Mark Sloan and Izzie Stevens
Summary: Mark watches Izzie and a sixteen year old girl makes Izzie face her feelings.
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He watched her.
He watched her everyday.
He watched her with Alex.
He watched her pine over Denny.
He just watched her.
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Mark Sloan leaned carefree on the nurses station at Seattle Grace Hospital. He couldn't help but watch what was happening in the room in front of him. There she was, her long blonde hair in a loose french plait, her scrubs creased from 30 hours of working and her smile, her smile !.
Mark was tired, very tired. He had just come out of a four hour surgery on a guy who was stupid enough to have a fight near a lit BBQ. He managed to drag his tired eyes away from the beautiful blonde he had been watching and take himself to the welcoming stench of sweat and dis-infectant of the oncall room.
When he reached the oncall room there was only one bed space, so he kicked off his shoes, climbed into the single bunk and fell asleep.
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He had only been asleep for thrity minutes before he was woken by someone slapping his face, fair enough it was a gentle slap not intendid to hurt him, but still it was anoying ! The hand headed towards his face again but he managed to stop it before it reached his cheek. He pulled the arm that was in his hand in an attempt to see the face of the brutal person who was hitting him.
"Blondie !?" He said in a shocked tone when he saw the tall blonde infront of him.
"It's Izzie" She replied. "Well to most people it's Izzie but to you it's Dr. Stevens." She continued, looking very tired.
"Whatever ? What d'ya want ? Who's dying now ?" Mark said, rubbing his eyes and checking his pager for any missed messages.
"You're a plastic surgeon ! You don't save lives, you save noses and skin and....fat stomachs !" Izzie replied in a cocky way.
"And breasts ! Don't forget breasts ! I'm a master at making breasts work !" Mark said with a cheeky grin and a twinkle in his eye.
"Whatever. Move over." Izzie said kicking off her shoes and heading towards the bed.
"What ?" Mark asked stunned as Izzie started to pull of the creased scrub shirt to reveal a tight turquoise t-shirt underneith.
"There are no spare beds and out of everyone, unfortunetly, you are the one I know the best. So move over !"
Without another word he moved over and let the tall blonde into the bed.
"No touching ! You touch, I castrate. Clear ?!" Izzie said pointing her finger behind herself at a grinning Mark.
"Aww. You're no fun !" Mark said cheekily in the tone of a young child.
"Clear ?!" Izzie said harshly, this time turning around so she could let him know by the look on her face that she was serious.
"Fine, clear." Mark said holding up in hands as if surrendering.
"Good." Izzie said before turning back around. She loved to have the last word !
When he was sure she could no longer see him, he let a huge smile infect his face. The girl, the beautiful, strong, clever, stubbon girl that he had watched and admired everyday for the past year was here, in the same bed as him, so close her soft blonde hair tickled his nose.
He fell back to sleep grinning like a cheshire cat.
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I've got a lot more where this came from I just need to type it all up because I worte it by hand. Please tell me what you think though !
Title: Tell Him.
Fandom: Grey's Anatomy
Characters: Mark Sloan and Izzie Stevens
Summary: Mark watches Izzie and a sixteen year old girl makes Izzie face her feelings.
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He watched her.
He watched her everyday.
He watched her with Alex.
He watched her pine over Denny.
He just watched her.
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Mark Sloan leaned carefree on the nurses station at Seattle Grace Hospital. He couldn't help but watch what was happening in the room in front of him. There she was, her long blonde hair in a loose french plait, her scrubs creased from 30 hours of working and her smile, her smile !.
Mark was tired, very tired. He had just come out of a four hour surgery on a guy who was stupid enough to have a fight near a lit BBQ. He managed to drag his tired eyes away from the beautiful blonde he had been watching and take himself to the welcoming stench of sweat and dis-infectant of the oncall room.
When he reached the oncall room there was only one bed space, so he kicked off his shoes, climbed into the single bunk and fell asleep.
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He had only been asleep for thrity minutes before he was woken by someone slapping his face, fair enough it was a gentle slap not intendid to hurt him, but still it was anoying ! The hand headed towards his face again but he managed to stop it before it reached his cheek. He pulled the arm that was in his hand in an attempt to see the face of the brutal person who was hitting him.
"Blondie !?" He said in a shocked tone when he saw the tall blonde infront of him.
"It's Izzie" She replied. "Well to most people it's Izzie but to you it's Dr. Stevens." She continued, looking very tired.
"Whatever ? What d'ya want ? Who's dying now ?" Mark said, rubbing his eyes and checking his pager for any missed messages.
"You're a plastic surgeon ! You don't save lives, you save noses and skin and....fat stomachs !" Izzie replied in a cocky way.
"And breasts ! Don't forget breasts ! I'm a master at making breasts work !" Mark said with a cheeky grin and a twinkle in his eye.
"Whatever. Move over." Izzie said kicking off her shoes and heading towards the bed.
"What ?" Mark asked stunned as Izzie started to pull of the creased scrub shirt to reveal a tight turquoise t-shirt underneith.
"There are no spare beds and out of everyone, unfortunetly, you are the one I know the best. So move over !"
Without another word he moved over and let the tall blonde into the bed.
"No touching ! You touch, I castrate. Clear ?!" Izzie said pointing her finger behind herself at a grinning Mark.
"Aww. You're no fun !" Mark said cheekily in the tone of a young child.
"Clear ?!" Izzie said harshly, this time turning around so she could let him know by the look on her face that she was serious.
"Fine, clear." Mark said holding up in hands as if surrendering.
"Good." Izzie said before turning back around. She loved to have the last word !
When he was sure she could no longer see him, he let a huge smile infect his face. The girl, the beautiful, strong, clever, stubbon girl that he had watched and admired everyday for the past year was here, in the same bed as him, so close her soft blonde hair tickled his nose.
He fell back to sleep grinning like a cheshire cat.
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I've got a lot more where this came from I just need to type it all up because I worte it by hand. Please tell me what you think though !