TITLE: Sorry 1/?
AUTHOR:
Sarah
RATING:
PG-13
PARINGS:
Addison/Izzie
DISCLAIMER:
Not mine
SUMMARY: Izzie warns Addison about Alex. Set in the middle of Season 3.

NOTES: This is my first GA fic so please be gentle ;-)

It began as any other day at Seattle Grace hospital. Dr Miranda Bailey was handing out assignments to the interns once again. Isobel Stevens, along with the other interns had experienced this rigmarole a thousand times over, so it was no surprise the blonde doctor's mind was elsewhere. "STEVENS" that shook her out of her reverie, she looked startled and apologetic at the same time as Meredith Grey snickered behind her, 'Childish much?' Izzie thought at she rolled her eyes. "Sorry Dr Bailey."

"Pay attention Stevens, you're with Dr Montgomery today" Izzie was pleased with her assignment, she enjoyed Addison Montgomery's company, not to mention her speciality. "Karev, with Sloan, O'Malley you're with Shepherd which leaves Grey and Yang in my company, aren't you lucky?" Meredith rolled her eyes, Izzie smirked, 'payback's a bitch' she thought.

As Izzie followed the elegant flame haired doctor down the corridor, she became lost in her own thoughts once again, 'hmmm ironic that Karev got Sloan, Montgomery's ex and her new boy toy . . . UMPF' "What the?" she had not seen Dr Montgomery stop before her and not so gracefully crashed into the back of her attending, naturally launching her arm around Addison's waist to prevent her from falling. "STEVENS, will you please pay attention?" Addison hissed as she turned on her heal to face Izzie who dropped her arm. She had heard that phrase for the second time that morning, this was not a good day and it hadn't even turned 9am yet. "I'm sorry Dr Montgomery." She blushed her apology looking sheepish.

"Are you ok Stevens?" Addison peered over her glasses and frowned, half concerned, half bemused.

"Sure, I'm sorry, again, I'll be more aware of my surroundings." She smiled.

"Good to hear," the red head smirked "because there are lot of people depending on you, remember that. We have a surgery scheduled for 9am, so if you need to, grab a coffee now while you still have time."

"Thank you Dr Montgomery, I appreciate it, can I get you anything?" asked Izzie, offering to smooth things over.

"I'll have a coffee, thanks." She winked, 'that was her plan all along' the blonde doctor thought and shook her head smiling as she walked away.

The ever graceful, elegant Dr Addison Montgomery was donning her surgical scrubs and preparing for a c-section by scrubbing in. Dr Isobel Stevens at her side. "I hope you know what you're doing." the blonde intern said, looking directly into the OR opposite. Addison was taken aback by the statement and turned to look at the young blonde, "Well, I think by now I know how to perform this surgery, I do enough of them." She couldn't fathom why the intern would make such a statement.

"No," Izzie shook her head and turned to look at her supervisor, she looked into the attending's clear blue eyes, "I mean with Alex. Be careful. He has a habit of hurting people." Addison could see an element of sincerity in Izzie's soft brown eyes, but remained skeptical all the same, "What business is it of yours? Are you jealous Stevens?"

"Seriously? Seriously, not jealous. He's a player, he'll play you for a fool Addison and I don't want to see happen to you what happened to me."

"I think I can look after myself Stevens." Addison turned and left for the OR. Despite her temperament, she felt a certain warmth from Izzie, she was looking out for her. Sure she had heard of Alex Karev's reputation, that was part of the charm, then it hit her. Karev was a replica of Mark Sloan and she did not want a relationship like that all over again. She turned her focus to the patient lying on the operating table before her as Izzie once again drew up beside her. "I'm sorry Dr Montgomery."

"We'll talk later, time to bring a new life into the world Stevens." Addison's tone was slightly detached, Izzie smiled a sad smile as she realised her words had had some sort of an impact on her attending.

Izzie was sat eating lunch with Meredith, occasionally a different intern would join them until they were all sat together, minus Alex, although it was barely noticed, discussing each of their cases. Izzie watched as Addison took her place at another table with Callie Torres, Addison glanced across the mêlée of doctors and caught Izzie's gaze, quickly turning to acknowledge the feisty doctor's greeting. "So what do you think Izzie?"

"Huh? What?" the blonde flapped. Meredith smirked at her friend and housemate for the second time that day, "Do you want to meet at Joe's after work? What is the matter with you today?"

"Sure, I could do with a drink, or two, or three. I'm just thinking about Alex."

"What?" Cristina spat her food onto her plate. "Why? How?"

"Not like that, I'm just thinking what a jerk he is. And what the hell does Dr Montgomery think she is going to get from a relationship with him?"

"Hot sex?" Christina quizzed. Izzie glared at her.

"Izzie, why do you care?" Meredith was puzzled.

"She's been through a lot, you know?" Izzie commented whilst playing with food on her plate.

"I know, she's an adulterer, a cheat, she's Satan remember?" Meredith Grey felt a strong sense of loyalty to her boyfriend, Derek Shepherd, former husband of the red haired beauty herself.

"And what does that make you Meredith? You cheated with her husband while they were still married, remember?" Izzie glared. "Seriously guys? Have a little compassion, she's ok, give her a break." Izzie defended.

"When did you start kissing ass? You know, if I could stay and listen to this crap I would," Yang said as she stood to leave, "but I really don't want to. See you guys later" and with that, the stoic doctor was gone.

"George, you're being quiet." Meredith pointed out.

"I don't want to get involved. I've seen too much trouble around here with people in each other's business." Meredith and Izzie rolled their eyes. "Whatever." The blonde sighed, she looked over to another table where Karev and Sloan were deep in conversation, occasionally peering over to where Dr Montgomery was sat. "Just look at those two over there, conspiring against woman kind." Izzie pointed out Mark Sloan and Alex Karev laughing and joking a few tables away. Addison chose that moment to walk past the two letharios. Izzie watched as Addison's face dropped and dashed to the nearest bathroom. Izzie jumped up, "I gotta go – surgery." She explained. The tall blonde followed the path of the obstetrician into the bathroom as Meredith and George were left alone in an awkward silence.

As Izzie entered she heard a quiet sob coming from one of the stalls, "Addison?" Izzie called out, when she received no reply she continued, "I know you're in here."

"Please Stevens, leave me alone." Addison always appeared so self assured, she did not want a work colleague to see her in such a state, even though she silently wished some one would just take care of her for once.

"Dr Montgomery, I'm not leaving." Izzie leaned against the counter behind her and folded her arms. She heard a shuffling and then the lock of the door sliding back, she watched the door open slowly and a dishevelled, Addison Montgomery exited the stall.

"What did they say? I saw them laughing when you walked past. They're pigs!" Izzie kept her distance, she didn't want to invade Addison's personal space, she already felt she was intruding.

"I think the terms, easy, skank and up for it were used." Addison was paying very close attention to her killer designer stilettos. Izzie looked down too, then proceeded to follow the path up the attending's long luscious legs, over her black fitted skirt, her tucked in white shirt, stopping momentarily at the gape the shirt was buttoned up to, carrying up the doctors slender neck, to her perfect lips, up her teary cheeks and into her hypnotic blue eyes. The red haired beauty stood, slightly puzzled, one eyebrow raised but smirking none the less.

"See something you like Stevens?"

Izzie, like a fish out of water could only repeatedly open and close her mouth. "I, I, I'm sorry?"

"You don't think –"

"No, no, you're none of those things . . . I've . . . never seen you cry." Izzie stated.

"It's not something I like to make a habit of." Addison smiled, "It's been a tough year, you know?" A wave of emotion suddenly hit Izzie and she bowed her head, a little sad, "Yeah I know." Addison's eyes went wide with recognition, "I'm sorry I didn't –" she placed a hand on Izzie's forearm, Izzie quickly covered it with her own.

"It's ok, honestly, it's been tough for a lot of us for different reasons." She paused, content looking into endless depths of Addison's eyes, "You know I think Alex is an asshole?" Izzie swiftly took the conversation into a different direction.

"I got that vibe, yeah. But it doesn't explain why you were so bothered by me dating him though." Addison wondered aloud. Izzie dropped her hand from Addison's.

"I have some charts to do." She suddenly announced and left the bathroom hurriedly, leaving a confused Addison standing alone in front of the mirror. "Oh Addison," she sighed, "that is not a good look." She said as she began to fix her hair. As moved her hands through her tousled red locks she remembered the way Izzie had trailed her eyes up her body, was it lust the attending had seen in her interns eyes? No, surely not. But she had cared enough to warn her off Karev. Addison gasped, for an intelligent woman she could be terribly dumb sometimes. What was she going to do?

It was later in the afternoon, Addison had been filling in pre-op notes and catching up on patient charts when she decided she was in serious need of caffeine. She took the short trip to the cafeteria, picked up a healthy dose of the strong black stuff and sat herself down next to Cristina Yang. "Good afternoon Yang." Addison greeted with a tired smile. Cristina looked up from her text book and frowned when she saw who her intruder was, "Dr Montgomery" she acknowledged and cast her eyes downward once again. The older woman regarded the intern with thought. " Can I ask you something Yang?" Cristina sighed and looked up once again, taking a sip of her coffee, "Sure?" it was more a question than an affirmation, Addison took her cue to continue. "Have you noticed anything odd about Iz- Dr Stevens lately?"

Cristina shrugged, "You mean more odd than usual?" Addison smiled as Yang continued, "She's been distracted, but I think she still has a thing for Alex," Addison winced, "she mentioned something at lunch. Why? Did she mess up in surgery or something?"

Addison frowned, "No, no, nothing like that, I'm just a bit concerned . . ." she trailed off thinking of the young blonde intern.

"I'm Cristina." Yang stated, slightly irritated.

"I can see that Yang." Addison scoffed.

"I mean I don't do this," she said whilst waving her hand between the two of them, "whatever, this is. You need a Meredith or a George, or better yet, someone your own age, anyone really, just not me!"

"Oh well, thank you," Addison was taken aback by the outburst, "despite the dig at me, you've been helpful."

"Is Izzie in trouble?" Yang asked.

Addison shook her head smiling, "No, I told you, I'm just concerned is all."

"Okaaaay." Yang drawled, not quite sure why Addison Montgomery would take a personal interest in an intern other than Alex Karev. "I'm due to scrub in on Bailey's surgery. Oh she was doing some serious sticking up for you too." And with that the Asian doctor was gone.

Addison thought about what Yang had said, 'interesting, but she can't still have a thing for Karev, could she?' The red haired beauty was becoming more and more confused over Isobel Stevens.

"What a day." Izzie sighed as she sat down next to her attending for the day. When she realised she wasn't getting a reaction she craned her neck to look at Addison. "Addison? Any one home?" the young blonde waved a hand in front of the surgeon's face. Addison shook herself from her reverie, "Oh hi Izzie." She sighed. "Hey, aren't you avoiding me?" she realised. A look of realisation dawned on Izzie's face. "I er, noooo, I've just been busy." She paused, taking in Addison's sceptical look. "Seriously!" she defended. Addison laughed, a genuine laugh, 'she should so laugh more often' Izzie thought. "Seriously, are you laughing at me?" the blonde swatted Addison's arm.

"Seriously, I know you have been trying to keep out of my way, I made it easier for you by shutting myself in my office for the afternoon."

"So you've been avoiding me?" Izzie frowned.

"No, no I just haven't been in a 'people' mood."

"Understandable." Izzie nodded and took a sip of her beverage.

"Ladies . . ." Alex Karev greeted as he sat opposite the two women. Izzie and Addison immediately glanced at one another, Izzie subtly nodded encouragement as she touched Addison's arm and stood to leave. "Alex, Dr Montgomery, I'll see you later." And with that Addison's eyes followed her retreating form.

"Did I interrupt something?" Karev smirked.

"What do you want Alex?" Addison sighed.

"You?" Alex scooted around to sit next to the attending, he put out a hand to cover hers but she pulled away quickly. "Everything ok?"

"I don't know, why don't you tell me?"

"Addison I-"

"You do not get to call me Addison, you call me Dr Montgomery and you do not touch me."

"Have I done something wrong? Has Izzie been mouthing off about me? It's because she still has the hots for me isn't it?"

"Get over yourself Karev." Addison stood to leave, she couldn't stand being any where near him at the moment. She leant over and hissed in his ear, "Next time you want to talk about me behind my back, do not do it in public. If you remember, it was one date, nothing happened and if you think that's easy, you have a problem." With that, Addison straightened up, head held high and strutted away, her white coat catching the breeze behind her. Through a window two floors above, a particular blonde surgical intern smirked to herself as she could see the shame of her fellow intern still sat at the table below.