A Fan Fiction written by Naoki-onee and FishFriend

Disclaimer: We do not own Twilight, New Moon or Grey's Anatomy.

Note: This is a fanfic that is based on Twilight (if Edward left again) and Grey's Anatomy. Interesting bit, we think.


Chapter 1: Thuds

Isabella woke up when her alarm clock sand the shrill cords that was the monotony it said every morning. Her thin frame half rose from the bed, stretching briefly before completely standing up. The feet shuffling along the floor sounded like those of someone much older; though in truth her feet belonged to someone much younger, perhaps of a woman of 26. Isabella (who preferred to be called Izzy), tugged on the first things her hands touched, which happened to be a pink long sleeve sweater and jeans.

Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts?
Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts.

Izzy trudged to the kitchen where she was met by a cheerful Angela. "Good morning, Issabeeeelllllaaaa!" she sang, while pouring a bowl of cereal. "Good morning, Angela." Izzy said wearily. "So, Izzy, I was wondering whether you c ould pick up my rounds this morning. I have to run to the bank and cash my check." Angela said in an offhand tone. Izzy nodded, and turned to get a granola bar.

"Oh, come on, Izzy!" Angela complained, as she eyed Izzy's meager breakfast. "You have to eat something more than that! You're skin and bones." she prodded, lifting the bar from Izzy's hands, who sat, looking at the table. "Ok." she murmured, avoiding a conflict. Angela could be…overbearing.

So it's fairly simple to cut right through the mess,
And to stop the muscle that makes us confess.

Izzy drove to work in her Green 2007 Grand Cherokee Laredo ( knowing the way by heart and barely paying attention to her surroundings, which sometimes could lead to trouble. Izzy let her hair fall across her face as she shut her car door, reaching the Mobile Alabama County Medical Center.

Izzy's internship was only halfway into her first year, but she was almost completely unaware of her significance at the hospital. She was an excellent medical intern for sure. She was cool and detached, but not in a way that would seem like she was hating them…just doing her job to the best of her ability.

And we are so fragile,
and our cracking bones make noise,

There was just one thing that was a major role in Izzy's life. And his name was Patrick. Patrick was of medium build, with shaggy black hair and electric blue eyes. Izzy sometimes wondered aloud to Angela why Patrick wanted her of all people. Angela would usually give Izzy a sad look and turn away. But the promise ring that was sparkling dimly in the lights of the intern locker rooms was taken off and placed in Izzy's locker for safe keeping the rest of the day.

It was a new ring, yes. But, there was a certain way Izzy wore it that made people think it was a ring that had been worn for many years. As Izzy turned around, now adorned in her scrubs, it was those piercing blue eyes that met hers. "Hey, Izzy." Patrick grinned at her. Izzy smiled best she could, responding quietly. "Hello, Patrick."

And we are just,
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.

"Are you coming to lunch? Angela said something about rounds and all…" he said leaning against the lockers and smiling amiably. If nothing, at least that smile could make her happy at almost all times; it reminded her of something distant she couldn't remember but she never quite chased after it. Why should she? She was happy enough as it was. "Um yea, She asked me to cover her rounds for her she has to go cash in a check." Apologetic eyes traced his face for any trace of anger, there was none. "That's fine. Hey you can eat lunch with us tomorrow!" he waved at her and left to do his rounds for the day.

You fasten my seatbelt because it is the law.
In your two ton death trap I finally saw.

"Hey Patrick! HEY PATRICK!!" called a smallish girl with extremely long orange hair as she ran to him from all the way down the hall. She doubled over to catch her breath and uttered a breathless "hey" and then straightened back up. "So, is Izzy eating with us so I can save us a bigger table or do I just sit at a random one?" she smiled widely. "Nah, you can go ahead and sit Naomi. Angela has to go do something and she's covering." he replied rolling his eyes at her enthusiasm.

Naomi was the latest intern and by far the most extroverted. No one knew what color her waterfall of hair was going to be at the next month but one thing was sure, it was never going to be natural.

A piece of love in your face that bathed me in regret.
Then you drove me to places I'll never forget.

Izzy speed down the hall towards the nurse's office while carrying a stack of folders; she'd just been called paged down for something. Rounding the hall she stopped to catch her breath and took off again weaving though the crowd. "Come on, it can't be that far!" she muttered rearranging the folders so they didn't fall. A quick glance at the map told her to go left next and she'd be there. "Finally!" the folders felt like they had paper sized lead in them. Soon she was able to see the corner. She took the left happily and was about to enter the room when she saw him. Bronze hair, perfect features, a circle of girls looking at him and whispering, it just couldn't be…"Edward?" she whispered as her eyes widened.

And we are so fragile,
and our cracking bones make noise,
and we are just,

He looked her way and his face mirrored her own, complete shock. "Bella?" he asked walking towards her and using the name she had dropped years ago. It was him, she had worked so hard for so long to suppress any memory of him and here he was completely shattering her makeshift, taped-together life. All her forgotten anger and sadness came rushing back in one moment, along with all the painful memories. "No." she said dropping the folders with a multiple thud, and fainting and falling along with them.

Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.
and we are just,
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.