Xander, you have alot of explaining to do...
The great and powerful Shonda owns Izzie and anything Grey's and Joss owns Xander...
Summary: Lucy, I mean Xander you've got a lot of e'splaining to do!
Izzie rolled over in bed and opened her eyes. “Good morning sweetie pie.” She said to the still sleeping face next to her.
“Shhh, your sweetie pie is still sleeping.” Replied a groggy voice.
Izzie giggled and kissed him sensually on the mouth. “Well I have to get up for work and I wanted to tell you how much I like having you here when I wake up.”
“Okay your sweetie pie is up and wants to tell you how much he likes being here when you’re awake in the morning.” Xander said and pulled his blonde babe closer to him and began to physically explain how much he liked being Izzie’s anything.
“So I heard you and Mcpirate having sex this morning.” Meredith said to Izzie as they went to get charts.
“What can I say? He’s Viking in bed.” She lowered her voice and smiled indulgently. “He does this thing with his tongue…” Izzie was about to inform Meredith on the sexual mastery of her boyfriend when Dr. Webber came over to the chart station.
“Stevens, Grey.” Doctor Webber said briskly. And began skimming the carts as if he was looking for something.
“There’s supposed to be a big surgery coming in to the ER soon, you may want to get down there.” Webber said mysteriously. Giving them both a knowing eye. He picked up a chart for a tricky surgery that was in Sloan's department that he wanted in on, and left, knowing full well both Grey and Stevens would want to be down stairs before their pagers went off.
“Thank you Chief.” Echoed both doctors, as they headed to the elevators.
As Meredith and Izzie Made their way into the ER they started to scouted around, looking for the new case that was supposed to be coming their way.
“I recognize that back.” Izzie said curiously and began walking over to the bed where dark, shaggy hair over the plaid collar of the wearer’s shirt. “Xander, honey?” Izzie said nervously.
“Hey beautiful.” Xander said, as Izzie began to check him out thoroughly. “I’m ok, I promise.” He said weakly.
Izzie kept looking and found glass shards, cuts, bruises, and then began to pull his shirt up to look at the exposed skin.
“Maybe mostly ok would be the more appropriate phrase.”
She found a few shallow slash marks and gasped. “Xander what the hell happened?” Her eyes looking deeply into his.
“Remember when I told you my job involves some stuff you might want to know about?” Xander said nervously as Izzie continued to run her fingers over his body, with an almost completely different touch than she had been giving him this morning.
“No sweetie, I remember that you didn’t want to tell me and I said you didn’t have to tell me right away. But I expected an explanation at some point.” Izzie corrected sharply.
“Where’s this big important surgery?” Meredith groused as she came over to Izzie and the some what vulnerable Xander.
“Uh, I can explain. Well kind of, that would be why I’m here.” Xander said somewhat reluctantly.
“We got a twenty one year old female, multiple lacerations, internal injuries, looks like we got a bleeder over here!” A paramedic shouted as they came rolling in.
“Gotta go guys.” Meredith made a dash for the gurney.
"Hey Meredith!" Xander shouted.
Meredith spun around but started to run backwards like an outfielder waiting to catch a fly ball.
"Take care of her okay?" Xander said softening significantly.
“So you were saying honey?” Izzie said giving him a sharp, accusing look.
“Well it started when I was a teenager living in Sunnyhell California.” Xander began.
Tanks to CPTskip for mentioning my grammar errors!