Disclaimer: Don't own any thing or any part of Grey's. I just like the characters.

This is a Derek/Izzie fic. And frankly, I don't think there are enough of them out there!

So, this wasn't how she had pictured her life. It was a mess. Every corner and every aspect was filled with…well…dirt. And no amount of baking would make it any cleaner. Now, things were even more complicated. Once again she felt herself being sucked in by a friend's drama.

"Izzie, what are you doing?" Meredith practically yelled at her friend who was slamming pots and pans around the kitchen.

"Well, I could ask you the same thing. Little miss I'm-going-to-sleep-with-my-ex's-best-friend-and-enjoy-every-minute-of-it." Izzie shook her head in disgust. Her dark and twisty friend had managed to outdo even herself.

"You know me and inappropriate men. Could you please stop being so noisy." Meredith rubbed her temples, fighting an obvious hangover.

"No. And yes, we all do. But, seriously, Mark Sloan?" Izzie let out a disgusted sigh. "Seriously, could you have picked a worse guy to sleep with?"

"Ok, mom. Could you please just back off? I'm hung over, tired and I have a shift starting in an hour. I would like a little peace." Meredith shuffled upstairs and Izzie heard the shower start running.

"You're going to be late, Mer!!!" Izzie yelled and she walked out the front door, slamming it in the process.

Izzie glared at McSteamy from across the room. She was fuming. Meredith had a man who was quite possibly the most perfect man ever and she was constantly pushing him away. And now this? It was impossible to think of anything worse that she could possibly do. Izzie knew first hand that when you found a keeper, you kept. Unfortunately for her, her keeper went and died on her. She still missed Denny. And now, knowing what a special thing true love was, she thought she just might hate Meredith. Her evil glare shifted from the most notorious womanizer at Seattle Grace to the poor bastard that was caught in the middle, Dr. Shepherd. And that goofy grin on his face meant that Meredith hadn't told him yet. She probably wouldn't either, but he'd find out. Gossip was like air in a hospital; it couldn't operate without it.

Bailey snapped her fingers in front of Izzie's face. "Dr. Stevens, are you planning on joining us today?"

"What? Oh, sorry." Izzie said distractedly.

"Uh huh." Bailey commented. "I said you are with Dr. Shepherd today. That is provided he can stand your distraction."

Izzie looked back to Dr. Shepherd and began walking toward him. Izzie didn't fail to notice however, that Meredith was paired with Dr. Sloan. And that pissed, if possible, Izzie off even more.

"Hmmm…you seem distracted today, Dr. Stevens." Dr. Shepherd commented. Izzie was not often paired with the neurosurgeon. Even so, things were usually easy between them, but today Izzie felt a little awkward. She knew a secret, a big one.

"Yeah. It's nothing." Izzie said airily.

"Ok." He smiled and continued walking down the hallway.

"So…" Izzie said trying to fill the dead silence between them.

"You don't like silence?"

"It's not so much that I don't like it, but it can be uncomfortable. Sometimes I mean. Not all the time, just usually when you feel like there is something that you should say. Then it can get all strange and weird." Izzie blabbered on.

"I think I like silence sometimes." Derek said. "It can be refreshing." He said which lead to another period of silence.

"Ok, or it can be awkward." Derek said with a slight laugh causing Izzie to grin.

"I have to sleep with a fan on. I can't sleep if it's dead quiet. Maybe that's why I can't handle to calm."

"I can see that. I like to have something in the back ground too. I think that's why I like my trailer so much. I can hear the crickets. It's soothing for me."

"God, crickets!" Izzie gave a toothy grin. "I remember in the summer time the crickets were so loud. I grew up in a trailer, so I can relate. It became like this whole noise all its self." Derek looked at Izzie and grinned back. She was so free. She didn't hold anything back. The emotions were right there on her face in plain sight. He liked that.

"That's one more thing we have in common. Two actually, crickets and we both live or have lived in a trailer." Derek said.

Derek watched Izzie talk with their patient about her upcoming surgery. He wasn't looking at her as Izzie per say, he was just thinking about her in comparison to Meredith. Over the past few months, he'd begun to realize that Meredith would never be able to commit. She'd never let herself go enough to be with him fully. It hurt, but he wasn't completely surprised by her behavior. He knew her and he loved her. Lately, he'd begun to see their relationship more clearly. He needed to move on. They'd broken up for a while and were just casually having sex. But that wasn't enough for him and he was tired of waiting. More importantly he was tired of waiting on a woman who would never care for him enough to share her life with him. He deserved more, he craved more. Still, knowing all that didn't make it any easier for him to move on.

A/n: So, this is my first Grey's fic. I really hate the whole Izzie/George. It grosses me out because they are like brother and sister. Anyhoo!! I just like this pairing. It's different. Please review!! I love them. They make me happy and motivate me to write more!!!