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[Jan. 19th, 2009|03:11 pm] |
Who: Izzie and Denny
What: Waking up the morning after Time Warp plot!
Where: Denny's
When Denny woke, he recalled a strange jumbled dream about a hospital. It'd been fairly depressing and he could clearly remember being hooked up to too many machines, but the smaller details were lost on him as he became more conscious. Before he could really stop and figure them out, he breathed out and felt his stomach graze against something warm and solid. He blinked sleep from his eyes and raised a brow as he realized the lump beside him was breathing.
"Huh," he said, voice gravelly.
Slowly, cautiously, he lifted the blanket and saw tousled blond hair. And then there was a face, partially covered by stray locks, peaceful and beautiful. Denny searched his mind, trying to figure out when she'd gotten into his bed - whoever she was. He couldn't remember ever seeing her before. He couldn't remember getting drunk anytime recently. In fact, there was nothing in his memories that could make sense of this.
"Uh..." Careful to not move too suddenly, he released the blanket and continued to think. No matter how confused he was, he couldn't exactly find it in himself to be upset. There were worse things in the world than waking up beside a beautiful woman. He just wanted to know what was going on. |
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[Nov. 21st, 2008|10:58 am] |
who. Denny Duquette and Izzie Stevens
what. Waking up together
when. Wednesday morning
where. Denny's apartment
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[Nov. 14th, 2008|10:51 am] |
Who: Denny Duquette and Izzie Stevens
What: Reuniting
When: Today
Where: Kent Memorial
Warnings: More schmoopy angst then you can stand
Izzie usually wasn't the most rational being to begin with. Her emotions were always on her sleeve, and to a lot of people that was a bad thing, but it was also good. But this was almost too much to handle, and at the moment she didn't know how to handle it. Though she'd been wanting to kind of freak out about being in a new place, in an alternate dimension where she didn't know anyone, that soon took a back seat to this new thing. Denny was alive. And here.
A big part of her still didn't want to believe it. He'd been following her around, haunting her everywhere for a while now. He'd said he was real, he wanted her to touch him and she had and it had been the most real thing. But was that just a dream now? She didn't know, maybe she really was going completely crazy. She felt sick to her stomach about seeing him, being that nervous.
After she'd finally found Dr Cuddy who apparently ran the place, she explained everything that she was working there, or at least that's what it said on her jacket and in her wallet. And now she was waiting outside the ER for the ambulance to pull up, trying not to look like a deer in headlights. Maybe she'd break down after she made sure he was okay. |
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