Distraction

Summary: AU: Denny harmlessly flirts with Izzie but she turns him down. When he returns because of heart failure, she meets Mrs. Denny Duquette. Denny/OC because there is none available on Fanfiction!

Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's but I do own my character.

Episode: What Have I Done to Deserve This?

Denny had finally stabilized; it was then that a petite brunette with raging green eyes pushed herself into the room, ignoring everyone as tears began to stream down her face. Izzie was about to yell at the woman to get out, because who exactly was this woman? She shouldn't be here; Denny didn't need any strangers around him. The woman moved to Denny's side and gripped onto his hands with her tiny pale ones; Izzie noted the slight shine to her nails, meaning the woman had recently painted them.

"Um Miss you shouldn't-"

"Why didn't you have them call me straight away, Denny?" The green eyed woman whimpered, her shining eyes staring at Denny with question and her pale skins had rivers of tears running down them. Izzie looked utterly confused as the woman gripped onto Denny; as much as she wanted to say she didn't feel something for the man, she did have Alex; it bothered her to see someone else touching Denny.

Denny flashed her a weak smile, letting her hold his hand firmly. "I didn't want to scare ya," he said weakly; more tears rolled down her cheeks as she leant down and kissed his knuckles. Izzie's eyes nearly fell out of her skull at that. Denny realized she was still standing there and flashed her a weak smile too; her knees felt weak at the sight. "Atlanta, this here is Izzie Stevens; remember that doctor I told you about?"

Atlanta turned her watery green eyes onto Izzie; and then a smile broke across her face. She reached forward and pulled the blonde into a tight hug. "Thank you so much for taking care of my Denny!"

Her Denny?! Izzie's brain screamed; the thought of Denny belonging to anyone bothered her. "Erm…you are…?" Izzie trailed off, unsure.

Atlanta released the woman after hearing Denny chuckle; her tear covered cheeks reddened some as she moved back to Denny's side, grabbing his hand once more. It was then that Izzie noticed the ring on Atlanta's finger; dread filled her stomach, her brain praying for it not to be so…

"I'm sorry, so rude of me! I'm Atlanta Duquette, Denny's wife."

~x~

Izzie knew that she shouldn't have been so surprised; Denny was an attractive, funny man. He should be happy and no woman in her right mind would turn him down - then why did she? She was surrounded by her thoughts, her stomach turning and twisting; she constantly felt like she would possibly throw up. She was hidden away in the basement, trying to make sense of this new information. Atlanta seemed like a kind woman, the perfect woman to hold Denny's hand while he was sick. But nowhere had it stated that Denny was married - had it? She remembered the last time she had set eyes on the sick man - he had been flirting with her, hadn't he? Why had he been flirting with her if he was married? Did he not care or did he not love his wife?

She was so buried in her thoughts that she didn't notice Meredith and Cristina walking over to the gurneys, taking their respectable seats; she didn't even hear them begin to chat about their "rough" days so far. As much as Izzie knew she should be mad at Meredith for hurting George, she couldn't bring herself to care in that moment; she had her own problems to deal with and they involved a petite brunette with shining green eyes.

Ugh, wasn't Denny interested in blondes anyway? She was sure she had heard him say that.

She was snapped out of her thoughts when Cristina pushed her, causing her to fall onto the gurney. "What was that for?" Izzie demanded.

"For not listening to us," Cristina stated as if it were that simple; didn't they understand that Izzie had enough on her plate as it was? "So why aren't you listening to us? I'm sure you're pissed about Meredith and George."

"Hey!" Meredith frowned, turning to her sandwich and glared at it. "Throw me under the bus, why don't you?!"

Izzie sighed, "I don't want to talk about Meredith and George. I have too much on my plate as it is."

This caught Meredith's and Cristina's attentions. "Is it because Denny's back in the hospital?" Cristina asked. Meredith and Izzie looked surprised by her forwardness. "Alex - he's freaking out. He thinks you're gonna leave him or something."

"Denny's married," Izzie finally admitted with a heavy heart. "What should I do? I know that I love Alex but I feel something for Denny too. I was sure he was interested in me before…but now…"

"Take it from someone who knows what it's like to have surprise wives come out of nowhere: don't get involved. Surprise wives don't like other women sniffing around their husbands." Meredith commented, giving Izzie an apologetic look. Izzie sighed loudly at the thought.

Cristina rolled her eyes at the two women. "What is it with you two? What happened to being interested in single guys?"

"Like your relationship is any better." Izzie pointed out.

"My relationship with Burke is perfect."

"Just like Meredith's was with McDreamy."

"Shut up!"

~x~

Atlanta sat beside her husband, holding his hand while reading out loud to him, Harry Potter. She knew he hated feeling weak but she also knew how content he was to listening to her speak. Atlanta hummed gently as she turned the page, listening to the slightly irregular breaths from her husband; she knew she couldn't do much about it because she wasn't a doctor, but she knew that Denny was suffering.

Once she finished the chapter, she set the book down and turned to Denny. "I love you." She leaned forward and placed a kiss on his cheek.

Denny flashed her that smile that still made her knees go weak. "I love you too."

Atlanta ran her fingers through his sweaty hair. Denny reached forward and set his hand on top of Atlanta's stomach, spreading his fingers across the small bump that only they knew about. She smiled when he whispered that he too loved their child that was growing. The couple was so lost in each other's company, that they didn't notice Doctor Burke entering the room with Doctor Stevens. Atlanta turned when she heard a slight cough and smiled when she saw the two.

"How far along?" Doctor Burke asked as he nodded to Izzie to begin checking over Denny.

"Twelve weeks," Atlanta said happily. "We were supposed to get to find out the gender tomorrow but I know that Denny needs his rest."

Izzie's chest tightened and she felt jealous of the small woman.

Denny turned to his doctor. "Can I still go? I know how much this means to her and I need to be there - find out what my kid is gonna be."

Atlanta blushed. "There will be time to find out once you're better, Denny. Right now -"

She couldn't finish her sentence because Denny's heart began to really fail. Atlanta began to cry when she realized that her husband may really die this time. Izzie pushed the pregnant woman out of the room, even though she was chanting, "Denny? Denny!? DENNY!"

~x~

Atlanta wasn't allowed to see her husband until the next morning; by then, she was tired, hadn't showered for at least two days, was holding onto her glass of orange juice like it was her life line and her eyes had black circles under them. Her eyes were reddened from crying so much during the night, not sure if Denny would survive to even find out their child's gender. Izzie found the woman asleep on some chairs in the waiting room; Atlanta looked like death.

She sighed as she moved forward and touched her shoulder. "Miss - Mrs. Duquette?" the named burned her tongue… "Denny wants to see you now."

Atlanta opened her eyes with some trouble but she looked more alert when she told Denny wanted to see her. "Is he okay? Is his heart fine?" Atlanta asked, jumping to her feet, her eyes showing how worried she actually was.

"For now, yes, Denny is fine." Izzie answered.

The woman pushed forward to Denny's room; she found him in bed, waiting for her with that cheeky grin she had learned to love so much. Atlanta raced forward and kissed his lips passionately. "Never scare me like that again!" She ordered, while Denny grinned.

Izzie looked on, wishing that she was Atlanta. "Can't get rid of me that easy," Denny said in his joking voice. His eyes showed some seriousness. "How's the baby?"

"The baby is fine." Atlanta brought his hand to the bump. "Just don't leave until you've seen it grow up, ya hear?"

Izzie couldn't continue to look at the sickly sappy couple; she turned and left the room, ignoring the way Atlanta kissed Denny so sweet or the way her own heart longed for that. Why couldn't she have said yes when Denny first flirted?

Oh yeah…because Izzie was supposed to love Alex.

~x~

Hey, that is it. Would you guys like to read more about Atlanta/Denny? If so, leave a review down belong and let me know. Yes, I know, I should be writing "Hidden Truths" but I got the Denny feels so there, a Denny story. When I looked up some Denny/OC stories, I found NONE! I was like "Whaaaat?" How could there be more Denny/OC stories?! He was an epic character and deserved some loving.

So here is the first Denny/OC story. I hope you guys liked it. Even if you didn't, let me know down belong. If you did like it, let me know as well! I will happily write more Atlanta/Denny/Izzie stories if you'd like. :) I just gotta know if there is people who would actually READ them! xD lol

Xoxo,

Nerdy