[livejournal.com profile] fandom_muses Topic 26 - Getting What I Want

Jun. 29th, 2006 11:16 am
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What I’ll do to get what I want all depends on exactly what I want.

I want a million dollars? I ain’t gonna steal it to get it. Lie like a dog to get my hands on it...maybe. Bust my ass to earn it, sure. But there’s places I won’t go, especially where money and material stuff’s concerned. Hell...in the end, it’s all just stuff, and you can’t take it with you anyway. Believe me...I oughta know.

Still...if you asked me a few years ago if I’d steal a heart from another man’s chest for a woman? I don’t know if I’d have said yes...maybe not, for any other girl.

But you factor in Izzie Stevens...and you got a whole ‘nother animal on your hands.

See, it was different with Izzie. I knew I loved her the third time I saw her. Yeah, you heard me right...third time. Maybe fourth...yeah, fourth time. Now if you want the truth? I loved her at first sight...but I didn’t know it. That strange little punch to the chest that made my heart monitors whine and my head feel funny...thought it was my bum ticker, but it was her. The way she made me smile, the music in her laugh...figured it was the upside of chatting up a pretty intern.

But when she held my hand when her boyfriend was shockin’ the ever lovin’ shit outta me...when she stood there checkin’ my meds and I thought I was seein’ an angel ‘fore I realized I was still alive and just dozing...when she spent an evening in my room drinking apple juice out of wine glasses and telling me about her early days spent doing rectal exams with a grin and a gleam in her eye...I knew I loved her right then. Know how? Because I couldn’t imagine a day or a night without seeing her, hearing her voice...when she became as certain and constant as air, I knew.

And when I watched her fall apart, beg me for my life...with her nose running and her eyes all red and her pretty face all blotchy...when you can see a person all a mess and wonder how they got so goddamn beautiful, you know you’re gonna spend the rest of your life with ‘em.

I never intended to fall in love with Isobel Stevens...I flirt with pretty faces, it’s what I do. But when she said she loved me...when she said I made her love me...I knew she’d done the same to me.

I also knew I had to fix the mess I made...bein’ so damn ready to die and not thinkin’ about her. Not seeing what we really had...more than love, we had *forever*...ain’t just why I said yes, but why I proposed. Because her and I...we had more than the moment, we had our whole lives to discover each other, to fall even harder and deeper each and every day.

I got limits on what I’ll do to get what I want...but if my desires affect others?

Limits don’t mean a goddamn thing.

Muse: Denny Duquette
Fandom: Grey's Anatomy
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