A/N: Alright people, this might be the last chapter for a while. I'm having some writers block about what will come next. I'm sure it'll come out in spectacular form, thereby distracting me during one of my classes though. Enjoy this POV. I had fun writing from the inside of the evil spawn's head.

Alex POV

Being sick is a pain in the ass. Being in a supposedly unresponsive coma is an even bigger pain in the ass. Note the supposedly. I guess I was unconscious for a few weeks, but I eventually gained back my hearing. With my other senses gone to hell, my hearing seemed to sharpen and make up for it. I listened in on every conversation that happened in my room. Lexie and Derek were my doctors. Everyone else seemed to help out too. Bailey, Hunt, Webber, Cristina. They all came and went, and I heard all the gossip.

Mere and Derek ended up getting Zola, apparently, which was good. Lexie kept bitching about some guy. Probably Sloan. And I kept hearing O'Malley's name, so I guessed his mom was probably back, or something. Altman had flown off the handle, I guess, for something that happened in the OR, and Robbins and Torres were trying to fix it. Maybe something had happened with Henry. I only heard so much.

Burke was back too, I heard. He had usurped Altman as Chief of Cardio and there was something going on between him and Altman. Probably a surgical turf war. I always miss the good stuff. Cristina was probably throwing a hissy fit, too, with Burke back. At least she had Hunt now. I drifted in and out a lot, but I didn't code much, which was a good sign. I just needed to regain control of my body and then I could go on with my crappy life.

A week after I had regained my hearing, I heard two pairs of new footsteps enter the room. I started to identify people by how they walked too. I made it easier to anticipate who was here and who wasn't. I listened as they sat down in the chair next to my bed. Then, a familiar voice started talking.

"Ok, Bee, ok, here we are. This is who we came to see." Iz? "Alright, hi, hi there, Alex. It's me. It's Izzie. I know, I know, we haven't spoken in a while. I know it's been a long time. But, I've been busy. No, that's not an excuse. I was about to call you a million times. I was going to write even more. But, I just couldn't tell you what I had to tell you in a letter.

"And now, you're unresponsive. And no one can figure out why. So, I'm guessing its just you. Being a jackass, like always. A stubborn jackass, who doesn't have the decency to wake up even to say hi to your ex-wife." Izzie pauses and take a breath.

"I do miss you, though. I've regretted signing those papers ever since, well, ever since I signed them. I wish I could take it back every single day of my life. You want to why, though? I do still love you, but that's not the only reason. I brought the reason with me, though."

I heard Izzie shift and she took my hand in hers.

"Alex, we have a daughter. No, we didn't have sex or anything. But I used the eggs fertilized by you before chemo and I got pregnant. I was pregnant when I came to visit you. That's why I wanted to get back together then. I wanted us to be a family. But we got along fine without you. We got by, I worked in Spokane and I raised our daughter.

"Her name is Beatrice. Beatrice Miranda Stevens Karev. I call her Bee. George calls her Beezy. I don't know if you heard, but O'Malley came back from the dead. It turns out he was just in the army this whole time and just came back the day you and Mere were in that wreck that caused this coma. I really want you to meet her, Alex. She has your smile and my eyes and hair. She's so pretty, Alex. She's a pretty baby. Bee, hey, Bee, Sweetheart, this is your daddy. Can you say hi?"

That's when I heard her small voice for the first time in my life, and I knew in that moment that I would love this little girl irrevocably for the rest of my life. "Hi Daddy."

All of a sudden, I had something to wake up to. I had a family to open my eyes for. So I did. My eyes shot open and my breathing grew even and I regained control and feeling in my body. I opened my eyes and looked over at the two beautiful girls sitting next to me. I looked at Izzie. She looked great, but after her, I only had eyes for the little girl standing next to her, watching me with big eyes.

She did have Izzie's soft blonde hair and big brown eyes, and my lopsided grin. She watched me cautiously, as if she couldn't quite trust me. After staring at her for a few minutes, I looked back to Izzie. She was smiling and had tears in her eyes.

"Hey Jackass. Way to make an entrance." Izzie's still holding my hand, softly stroking it. Her hair is falling in her eyes like it always did when we were interns. I loved her hair like that.

"Hey Dr. Model. How's life been treating you?"

She gasps and looks down, tears in her eyes. She's smiling, though, and looks back up at me. I've missed her so much.

"It's better now. Did you hear all of that?"

"I have ears like a hawk, Iz. You know that."

Izzie smiles again and suddenly gets up, setting Beatrice (my daughter, I have a daughter) down on the chair she had just been occupying. She floats around me, checking my chart and my vitals. "You seem fine. You were fine, except the whole coma thing. Oh, I should get your actual doctor. Will you watch Bee for a minute while I run and get Derek and Lexie?" She seemed to be flying a mile a minute, and the second she came within reach, I grabbed her wrist.

"Izzie, just call for a nurse. I don't want to let you out of my sight again. Just stay with me, please?"

Izzie seems to remember something all of a sudden, and an angry look seems to outweigh her happiness. "Wait a minute. Alex, just stop, for a minute. You left me, remember? You said you deserved better than me. And so, I left, and I had Bee, and I had a life in Spokane. My mom stayed with me until she died and I gained a reputation as one of the best pediatric surgeons in the west. I put Bee first and my career as a close second. And I did my damn best to put my life here, and you, behind me.

"But you guys all just kept creeping back up on. I'd hear about Meredith and Derek's clinical trial, or Sloan coming up with some new treatment. I'd get friended by Lexie on Facebook or get an invitation to Christina and Owen's wedding. I knew I was missing out on big things in everyone's lives here, but I couldn't stand to come back when I knew you didn't want to be around me anymore. So I stayed away, I gave you your space. But now, I came back because George asked and because Bee needs to know who her father is.

"So, you don't get to ask me to stay. To tell me that you don't want me to leave. Because you told me to leave, and you broke my heart, and I just can't take that again." Izzie started crying again, but not in the happy way, like she was before. I looked over at Bee, who was probably not used to seeing her mother cry. She looked scared and seemed to sink back into the chair. I tightened my hold on Izzie's wrist, pulling her towards me. She let me lead her until she was sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Iz, I know what I said, and at the time, I think I meant it. But now, I can't imagine life without you in it. You are the love of my life, Izzie, and we both said and did things that we regret. But I never should have told you that I deserve better, because there is no one I know better than you, Izzie. Please, believe me when I say that I love you and that I have loved you this whole time and that I never ever want you to leave me again. And in return, I promise to never leave you alone. You will always have me."

Izzie studied me closely for a bit, looking much like Bee had only moments ago. She turned to Bee and looked at her. I knew she was wondering what would be best for Bee. That's what I would be thinking about, if I were in her shoes. But right now, as much as I knew I cared about that little girl, all I wanted was what was best for Izzie. And I knew I was what was best for her.

Izzie didn't answer, though. She got up, removing her hand from my grip, and picked up my daughter before turning back to me. "I'm not leaving Alex, I just need to think. I'm staying with Meredith for a few days, just to catch up with everyone. I'll have someone come and check on you. Bee, say bye to your father."

Beatrice looked at me with sad eyes. She was wearing a green dress and a yellow raincoat. Her curls fell in her eyes. "Bye Daddy."

I swallowed back tears. There was no way I was letting this little girl leave my life. I already loved her more than myself. "Bye Sweetheart. Come visit again soon, alright?"

She nodded and buried her head in Izzie's neck. Izzie wrapped her arms around her tightly and nodded at me before hurrying away. The next few hours were a blur of tests and people scrambling around me, making sure I was ok. My friends all came by to visit, but avoided the topic of Izzie. O'Malley came by and told me war stories. I didn't care, though. All I cared about was winning Izzie back.

A/N: Even when Denny was in the picture, I wanted Alex and Izzie to be together. Even when George was in the picture I wanted them to be together! Who is your all time favorite Grey's couple?