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scurvyknavery) wrote2009-10-10 06:31 pm
scurvyknavery) wrote2009-10-10 06:31 pm
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Fic: Santa Claus is Coming to Town (GA, George & Izzie, gen)
Originally Posted 6 April, 2006
Title: Santa Claus is Coming to Town
Challenge: greys100 #33, label
Pairing: George and Izzie, gen
Rating: G
Spoilers: to "Name of the Game"
Word Count: 162 (cut down from 225)
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me.
George was listening to Christmas songs. He had been for the past two days, and probably would be tomorrow. Not because it was Christmas - actually, it was the middle of April, and Callie was starting to look concerned. And he figured, if so-motivated-she-literally-lives-at-work girl thought he was being weird, well. He was being weird.
But listening to Christmas songs reminded him of Izzie, because she made him a CD full of them last year, and he missed her. He missed movie nights, missed baking (which really meant stealing batter and keeping Izzie company while she baked), he even started to miss her using his toothbrush. That was also kind of weird.
But, it was even weirder not having her at home. Moving back in would be letting Meredith win, letting things go back to the way they were when they needed to change, but still. He smiled down at a goofy-looking snowman, drawn on the label in Sharpie. He missed Izzie.
Title: Santa Claus is Coming to Town
Challenge: greys100 #33, label
Pairing: George and Izzie, gen
Rating: G
Spoilers: to "Name of the Game"
Word Count: 162 (cut down from 225)
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me.
George was listening to Christmas songs. He had been for the past two days, and probably would be tomorrow. Not because it was Christmas - actually, it was the middle of April, and Callie was starting to look concerned. And he figured, if so-motivated-she-literally-lives-at-work girl thought he was being weird, well. He was being weird.
But listening to Christmas songs reminded him of Izzie, because she made him a CD full of them last year, and he missed her. He missed movie nights, missed baking (which really meant stealing batter and keeping Izzie company while she baked), he even started to miss her using his toothbrush. That was also kind of weird.
But, it was even weirder not having her at home. Moving back in would be letting Meredith win, letting things go back to the way they were when they needed to change, but still. He smiled down at a goofy-looking snowman, drawn on the label in Sharpie. He missed Izzie.