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"Denny, what did he say to you," Izzie questioned. "Izzie, that doesn't matter. We need to talk. As much as I would like to say I'll be fine for the rest of my life, you know that isn't true. Izzie, you have to realize that I could die on you any day. Sure, we can get married and start our life together, but what if I die? You won't be able to control your emotions and lord knows what would happen. What if we have children and I die, you really think you can raise them on your own, with your medical career and all? Izzie, you really need to think about this. If you stay with me your life will be hell. I'm just doing this to warn you. To make sure you make the right decision." Izzie sat there in silence, tears forming in her eyes. After a moment, she got up and left the room.
As soon as she left, Denny let out his emotions. The tears came and didn't stop. How could he do this to her? She had been nothing but supportive of him. She had saved his life and this was how he repaid her? Then more thoughts entered his head. What if he lived to be 80? Would it be fair to give up Izzie now? He had an opportunity to have the family of his dreams. Hell, he had the opportunity to just have a family, whether it was perfect or not, and he had pushed her away. Denny figured Izzie wouldn't be in the mood to talk right now, so he called the second best person.
After a short phone call, Meredith Grey entered the room. "Hey, Denny," she said, "What's up?" "I think I screwed things up with Izzie. I was talking to Alex and he brought up some negative stuff and I was upset about it and kinda lashed out on Izzie. But I started thinking and now I feel really bad but I don't think she will talk to me. Can you find her and send her my way," Denny asked. "Sure, Denny," Meredith told him, "you two have a lot to work out. You've both been through a lot and life won't be easy for a while. But I have faith in you both, I think you'll work through things and live a very happy life." "Meredith," Denny said, "Thank you." "You're welcome," she replied. She checked on his stats and then left to go find Izzie.
Izzie had run to the garden in the hospital courtyard. She sank down on her knees, unable to control her sobs. Why, she thought to herself, why did he have to say that? It's not like those fears didn't cross my mind everyday. But he had been so strong, strong for his health, strong for me. And then he talks to Alex and practically says he doesn't love me. The thoughts kept coming until someone placed a hand on Izzie's back. "Iz," it was Meredith, "Iz, Denny wants to talk to you. I don't think he meant what he said." Izzie turned to look at Meredith. "I don't—," she stammered, "I don't think I can go back. I've tried to be positive and then he goes and says he's gonna die. Mer, I don't think I can go back." "Iz, you love him don't you," Meredith asked. "Well, yeah," Izzie responded. "Then go back and listen to what he has to say," Meredith said. Izzie stood up and rubbed her eyes, taking a deep breath. "Here goes," she said.
Izzie walked into Denny's room and sat down in a chair, bypassing her normal hug and kiss. Denny looked at her, afraid he had pushed her too far. "Izzie," he said, "Izzie, I'm sorry."