#rip george o'malley

[disasterbiwriter]

good morning, i woke up mad about grey's anatomy so it must be 2004.

[flamegodess]

Ok but when John Doe drew "007" with his finger on Meredith's palm, i was like:

"John Doe is Pierce Brosnan???"

"Fuck. No. Nonononononononono"

[romancemedia]

Grey’s Anatomy - Gone, but Never Forgotten

[tragicxensemble]

Hi could I request a fluff/angst scenario with George O'Malley where the reader gets jealous (fem pronouns if possible please). Thank you!! :)

This was mostly angst but I hope you enjoyed it! 🥰💜

It wasn't often when r/n and her close friend would argue or disagree at the most but this time it was different. She had accidentally walked in on Geroge getting it on with Izzie Stevens. The tall blonde chic who had an apparent crush on George all the while she was falling in love with Alex Karev. It was ridiculous in her opinion that Izzie was so rigorous to do anything to get with him. Izzie ruined her relationship with you and George. So, you stopped talking to both of them altogether.

Sitting at a cafeteria with Meredith and Christina, whom you found were easy to talk to, you saw George and Izzie walking into the cafeteria together. “Hey, guys,” Izzie spoke as she sat next to R/n - her standing up just as quick then leaving. “Hey!” Izzie called out as she went after r/n. She was in flames trying to ignore her while she walked away from her. “Look, I don’t know what I did to you but you can't take it out on me!” Izzie argued. You scoffed and turned to face her. “Oh, gosh. Maybe I shouldn’t be mad at you because you slept with my best friend while sleeping with another guy!” You yelled, causing a scene.

Izzie stood there quiet. “Oh, you have nothing to say, ” you got close to her enough for her to step back, “Izzie Stevens. You fucked with the wrong person.” After announcing that loud enough for only her to hear you - you left.

****

You had calmed down and was currently finishing up you work before heading out. Walking down the halls you spotted George your way. You rolled your eyes and ignored him. It was best if you didn't talk to him but because you would be reacting out of emotion. “R/n! Wait!” George followed. You ignored him as you continued to walk out of the building. “R/n! I’m sorry!” George yelled to you. You walked in to the parking lot. You stopped in your tracks before he turned you around.

Tears ran down your cheeks as you saw his face soften. “You’re sorry? I loved you George but all you did to my heart was rip it to shreds without wondering how I was feeling...” You sniffled while wiping your tears away as you pulled yourself together. “Forget your apology George. I thought we had a genuine friendship but you ruined that. And I don’t think that we should be friends anymore. It hurts me too much seeing you with her... Goodbye George.” And with that you walked away in the dead of night leaving him to ponder.

[sissytobitch10seconds]

Death's Door

Fandom: Grey's Anatomy Summary: Alex Karev's life has been and is smothered with tragedy. Warnings: Graphic descriptions of injuries/wounds, polyamory, mentions of mental illness and character death Word Count: 2,332 Ship(s): Alex Karev/George O'Malley/Izzie Stevens

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The adrenaline was still rushing in his veins and the tears were drying on his cheeks. He sniffled heavily and wiped at his face with his sleeve. He could hear the steady, strong heartbeat from his wife on the monitor next to her bed. He wanted to hear that sound forever, he never wanted it to go away like it had before. She had coded in his arms. She had died in his arms after he had said all of those horrible things to her about wanting to put her out of her misery.

He was still shaking from the emotional burden of it all as someone touched his arm. He had to turn around to face them, which meant tearing his eyes away from the steady vitals of his wife. "Alex, we need you to come and do something."

"If this is work related it can fucking wait," he took his arm away from Callie. He didn't hate her anymore like he had when he had first started dating George, since the man had convinced him to let the grudge he was holding go, but that didn’t mean that he considered her to be anywhere close to a friend. "My wife just fucking died in my arms."

"We need you to ID the John Doe," she replied, blinking at him a few times since she was also reeling from all of the crises that were happening around the hospital.

He shook his head and tried to push back into Izzie's hospital room. "Why would I need to ID the John Doe that was brought in? If you know enough to come chasing after me then you know enough to know who he is."

"Who do you think the John Doe is if we're coming after you?" Callie asked, catching his arm again before he had the chance to go back into the room. 

He shrugged. "I-I don't fucking know, man. Listen, my wife just coded in my arms after not remembering anything about what happened after she got a massive brain surgery for her Cancer," he snapped. "I just want to go in there and hold her hand and cry until our boyfriend finally gets out of surgery and we're able to support her together."

"Alex!" Callie pleaded. "Meredith thinks that the John Doe is George and his brain almost swelled past the point of no return. We were able to save him again but he might not make it and we need to know if this is George or not."

He collapsed. 

Horrendous sobs ripped through his chest and mouth into the silent air of the hospital hallway. His throat heaved and gasped to try to get in any air in between the heart-shattering noises. The tears from earlier had returned and were streaking down his face. They collected on his cheeks and then ran down his neck, but also dropped off of his nose onto the ground. He wiped messily at his face to try and stop the tears and snot from collecting. He was shaking again as his legs completely gave out even from the squatting position that he had been in before so that he was sitting entirely on the ground. 

Callie slid down the wall so that she was next to him. She wrapped her arm around his shoulder to bring him to her. She wasn't great at giving comfort but she was trying her best as she began to rub small circles into the curve of his back.

"My wife just coded in my arms and now you want me to be the one to check to see if my boyfriend is on Death's Door too?" he asked, the sentence being interrupted almost every other word by violent sobs.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," she whispered. "I wouldn't ask you to do this if I didn't have to."

He wrapped his arms around his legs. Bailey walked over to them both, handing Callie a box of tissues before she went to hover nearby. "I just want them to be okay. I love them so much!"

"Alex, it might not be George," Callie whispered.

He cried for a little longer before he let out a sour bark of laughter. "I'm a fucking terrible person. The first thing that I said to my wife that she remembered was that I hated being married to her and wanted to smother her with a pillow! Then my boyfriend, who I thought was in surgery with the chief, might actually be dying and I'm sitting here hoping that someone else is going to lose the most important person in their life!"

"You're not a terrible person for hoping that John Doe isn't George," she soothed. "I hope that it's not George either. I mean, I know that I divorced him but I still care about him a lot. I don't want him to die."

He grabbed a tissue from the box in her lap and used it to mop his face off. "Let's go and see if it is George. Can you, um, can you try to call him while I check some things on the John Doe?" He took his phone out of his pocket and offered it to the other doctor.

She took it from him. "Of course. You gonna tell Stevens?"

"No. I want to go now and she's still out of it. I'll tell Cristina and she can sit with her while I check. It won't be George anyway. He'll be fine, and alive, and not hurt at all, and able to help me support her and everything," he mumbled to himself as he tried to convince himself that it was true. He finished getting the tears and snot off of his face, stuffing the tissues into his pocket to throw away later. He got up and cleared his throat. His eyes flitted back to the room where his wife was staying. He felt the first bubble of reassurance that he had in weeks wrap around his heart as he saw just how many of their friends were already by her bedside.

Callie reached out and touched his shoulder with one hand. "You don't have to go right now if you don't feel up to it," she whispered comfortingly.

"No, I need to do this," Alex cleared his throat and nodded. "Lead the way, let's go and get this over with."

She nodded and then placed the box of tissues on the nurse's station countertop. The duo walked out of the Cancer wing and down to the Trauma ICU where the John Doe that was suspected of being his boyfriend was at the moment. There were a couple of the interns that used to be his friends and a few of the nurses that liked George hovering around outside of the door. They pushed through the group and then into the hospital room where John Doe was.

Alex felt his breath catch in his throat as he thought about how awful it would be if this man turned out to be one of the people he was in love with. He wasn't sure how he'd end up handling that if it turned out to be true. Callie hesitated before she walked over to the edge of the bed and picked up his hand. "Did he ever show you that freckle that looked like Texas? When we were married I used to tease him about it all the time," she mumbled, her lips sticking together as she tried not to cry.

"He told Iz about the teasing and then I used to joke that I was going to bite it off so he'd stop thinking about it," a small smile graced his face for the first time in several hours. He peeked over the body of the man to the hand that she was holding and felt his breath hitch in his throat as they found the freckle. "That's-that's just one mark, that doesn't mean that this is George. Has anyone asked the chick that she saved if he even looked like George?"

"She's in shock," Callie shook her head. She backed off of the John Doe and let Alex check a couple more things instead. She and George may have been married, but it was only for a couple of months and she knew that George had been in love with Alex and Izzie for years. 

The haggard looking doctor trailed his hand down the man's arm until he found the small, worn scar on his arm from when he had fallen out of a tree as a little kid. "No, please, no," he whispered as his movements began to get more frantic. He found the birth mark on his stomach which had just been missed by a couple of the surgery incisions. "It's him. It's him. There are three identifying marks. It-it has to be him, no one can have all three of those and not be George…"

Callie lurched forward and wrapped her arms around Alex as a flare of anger began to surge through him. The other doctor reached out and grabbed the chart off of the end of the bed. He chucked it at the wall and caused the entire binder to explode and send papers all over the floor. Normally, before he had gotten together with his partners, he would have kept going until the entire room was a mess. Instead, he just collapsed again. 

The woman that had been trying to hold him back ended up supporting his entire weight. She helped him into the chair next to the bed and went to go and get more tissues. Meredith took her place in the room instead. "It's him, isn't it?" she asked.

"Why is this happening to me?" he sobbed as he turned his head to look at her. "Why do I break everything that I love? Why am I hurting them?"

"You're not!" she gasped as she rushed forward and grabbed his hands. "Alex Karev, you are not hurting them. You have never laid a non-consensual hand on either of them. Cheating on Izzie during our intern year was not appropriate, but you decided that you were going to be loyal to them. You even married Izzie when you thought that she might not make it so that she could have her dream come true since George still had too much trauma," she was rambling and crying now but neither of them noticed.

"I just want them both to be okay," he sobbed. "I need at least one of them. How am I supposed to support them both? Izzie has Cancer and literally died in my arms and my boyfriend has been suffering and in pain in the hospital all day and I didn't even know anything about it or come and check on him!"

"You didn't know," she shook her head. "You can only do what you think is best at the time. You're here now. She's alive now. She's tumor free and still has her memory. That's all you can ask."

"I… okay…" he sniffled and nodded. "Will you please go and check on Iz? I need someone to be there and tell her but I can't move from his side. He's going to be scared when he wakes up and I have to make up for lost time."

Meredith smiled at him for a moment before she wiped the tears off of her face. "Yeah, I'll go and check on her for you," she stood up and kissed his forehead to comfort him. Their relationship was awkward sometimes, since he was used to being the big brother that had to take care of everyone and she had never had a sibling until she was well into adulthood, but he enjoyed having someone that was almost like an older sister to him. 

She slipped out of the room after watching him for a moment to make sure he wouldn't break down again. Callie was shepherding all of the people hovering outside of George's hospital room to give the doctor some space. This left Alex completely alone with his incredibly injured boyfriend.

He carefully reached out and took George's injured hand. He brought it up to his face and kissed the back of it. "Thanks for working through all the pain I'm sure that you were in to tell Mer who you were so that I could be here for you." He sighed to stop himself from crying, "I'm sorry that I didn't know it was you. I was so tired after staying up to make sure Iz would stay alive after her surgery that I didn't even think that you might be struggling too. I don't know why you weren't in surgery with the Chief like you were supposed to be but that doesn't matter anymore. Your brave, heroic ass saved some chick and basically threw yourself under a bus. A literal bus. Oh, man, George, what am I supposed to do without you? Iz and I both need you a lot, so you have to pull through. You're so much more put together than I am. I don't really know what I should be doing here, but I love you and so I'm going to stay here with you."

He finally let his talking drop off into silence so the only sound in the room was from the beeping of George's heart monitor.

This kind of thing kept happening to him. He would let himself get attached to someone and fall in love with them, either romantically or in a family way, and then something horrific would happen and take them away from him. Alex Karev lived outside of Death's Door, watching those he loved circle around it and away from his grasp without ever getting to feel the hurt of them really leaving him. He had to watch them suffer as a way to repent for his own sins, and that hurt so much more.

[meganskane]

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[quotes-of-greys-anatomy]

Dr. George O'Malley: I don't want to waste another minute.

Dr. Callie Torres: I can't have sex with you again, George. Okay? I can't, I just... Enough with the sex.

Dr. George O'Malley: Since my dad died, I feel like someone ripped out my stomach, filled the hole with asphalt. I laugh every time I remember I'm never going to talk to him again because it just sounds like the stupidest thing I've ever heard. I can't believe it's real. But every time I look at you, I feel better. It shocks me. It knocks my wind out, but it's true. I don't have to have sex with you, I'd be happy just to look at you from across the room. And even that, anything, any piece of you. And hopefully, all of you... that'd be the best thing. Because I love you.

Dr. Callie Torres: George.

Dr. George O'Malley: Marry me? Will you marry me?

[calzona-stxrm]

At this point I just need a picture of the entire cast :(

“Nobody knows where we might end up… nobody knows”

[mill3nniumforc3]

Season 6 Episode 1 Update

NOOOOO!!! George!!! RIP bae.

Lexie is still annoying af.

Mark isn’t as much of a douche canoe.

Derek is still a McJackass.

And so is Richard.

[sour-coconut]

Under Attack - George O'Malley

Request: hi! could you do a george x reader where the reader gets attacked by a patient and she gets injured badly and when she's getting helped the doctors find out she's pregnant (with his kid) and he's all happy but worried and when she wakes up he's freaking out and he's super protective thanks

Wham! You were knocked off your feet suddenly. A patient. Your patient. He stood over top of you, panting. He shouldn't have been up walking around.

"Sir, I think you should-" The patient kicked you over and over, causing you to gasp. You tried shielding your stomach.  Your baby was important. Your patient was angry and you weren't sure why.

"Dumb bitch." He mumbled under his breath. He went to kick you again but he was suddenly ripped away from you. Alex was by your side immediately, examining your injuries. You tasted blood. Internal bleeding? Pneumothorax? Ideas raced through your mind quickly while you were transferred to the trauma room. 

It wasn't a secret that Alex and George didn't get along. And Alex definitely didn't want to be the one to tell your boyfriend that you were injured.

"O'Malley!" He yelled, watching George flinch. The younger doctor walked to Karev, ready for a lecture. Alex's face softened once he realized that he would be the one to give George the news. "Y/N was attacked. I think Hunt and Robbins are about to clear her for ICU transfer-"

"Robbins?" George interrupted quickly. Alex silently cursed himself. He knew you had a big plan about how to tell him. But he nodded anyway. George abandoned his current project and ran down the hall. He needed to find you. Once he did, he was stunned. You were laying on the hospital bed, waiting for the transfer to be approved. You smiled weakly at your boyfriend as he walked in. "Wh-?"

"There was a patient. And he was pissed." You giggled. George breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that you were okay.

"Um... I'm glad you're good. Fine, anyway. But-uh- Alex.… He said something about Robbins being here. She's peds and your not a pediatrics patient so I was just throwing around some ideas and I was just -"

"Yes, George, I'm pregnant. " You grinned, chuckling at his worrying. His face lit up and you could feel the joy radiating off of him. He went to hug you and paused.

"Can I - I don't want to hurt you. You probably have some internal damage-" You threw your arms around him anyway, holding onto him lightly. You were going to have a baby. One of your own.

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Lucy’s Mystery Guest

S6;E10 ~ November 13, 1967

Synopsis

When Lucy tears up the junk mail, she also rips up a letter from her eccentric Aunt Agatha, who is coming to to stay with Lucy.  By the time Lucy figures out who it is, Aunt Agatha (Mary Wickes) is on her doorstep with a suitcase full of health foods and an exercise regimen that turns Lucy's daily life upside down.

Regular Cast

Lucille Ball (Lucy Carmichael), Gale Gordon (Theodore J. Mooney), Mary Jane Croft (Mary Jane Lewis)

Roy Roberts (Harrison Winfield Cheever) does not appear in this episode.

Guest Cast

Mary Wickes (Aunt Agatha) was one of Lucille Ball’s closest friends and at one time, a neighbor. She made a memorable appearances on “I Love Lucy” as ballet mistress Madame Lamond in “The Ballet” (ILL S1;E19). In her initial “Lucy Show” appearances her characters name was Frances, but she then made four more as a variety of characters. This is her final appearance on the series.  Wickes also appeared in nine episodes of “Here’s Lucy.” Their final collaboration on screen was “Lucy Calls the President” in 1977.

Agatha is Lucy's rich widowed aunt from the mid-west.  Her husband was named Ned.  Wickes also played Mary Jane's aunt, Gussie, in “Lucy and the Sleeping Beauty” (S4;E9).  

This episode was filmed on September 28, 1967.

Mary Wickes is playing Lucy's aunt, but in real life Lucille Ball was just one year younger than Wickes.  Aunt Agatha has a line disparaging “the younger generation” referring to Lucy!  

As usual on the series, older characters are dressed woefully out of date. Agatha wears a traveling suit, gloves and hat that would be more fashionable in 1917 than 1967.  

Wickes' wardrobe as Aunt Agatha is very reminiscent to clothing she wore as Mrs Squires in The Music Man (1962). Also in the cast were “Lucy Show” alumni Ralph Hart (Sherman), Charles Lane (Mr. Barnsdahl), as well as Max Showalter, Jesslyn Fox, Fred Aldrich, Leon Alton, Walter Bacon, John Breen, Ronnie Dapo, Ray Kellogg, Natalie Masters, Bert May, and Larri Thomas.

We learn Lucy has a cousin Clara who lives in Los Angeles, but Agatha thinks Clara only likes her for her money.  

When Agatha opens a window for some fresh air, Lucy makes a joke about the smog.  This is the fourth mention of the Los Angeles smog problem on the series.  It was previously joked about in “Lucy Gets Jack Benny's Account” (S6;E6), “Lucy and Tennessee Ernie Ford” (S5;E21) and “Lucy Meets Sheldon Leonard” (S5;E22).

We learn that Lucy is plant sitting for a neighbor named Mrs. Stevens. Mary Jane is dog sitting for her.  Aunt Agatha sprays the plant for bugs, and it promptly wilts. 

When Lucy reports for work dressed like Aunt Agatha, the underscoring plays "Chim Chim Cheree" from Mary Poppins (1964) and Mr. Mooney remarks “Good heavens, they've grounded Mary Poppins!”  Although Wickes was not in Disney's Mary Poppins, she did play the character on CBS TV in 1949. The Disney film featured “Lucy Show” alumni Reta Shaw, Elsa Lanchester, Walter Bacon, George DeNormand, Sam Harris, Lester Matthews, Hans Moebus, J. Pat O'Malley, Bert Stevens, Hal Taggart, Larri Thomas, and Ginny Tyler.  

In “Lucy Saves Milton Berle” (S4;E14) Lucy dresses as a poor flower seller, which Mr. Mooney calls a“cheesy Mary Poppins outfit” despite if resembling Eliza Doolittle from My Fair Lady.

Two years later, Lucille Ball would play Mary Poppins in a sketch on the Dinah Shore special “Like Hep.” 

Lucy calls her wealthy Auntie “nuts”, but Mooney admonishes her by saying “When you're poor, you're nuts.  When you're rich, you're eccentric.”  

The episode has an upbeat sentimental ending that never gets overly schmaltzy thanks to Wickes, Ball and the writing.  

Callbacks!

Lucy Ricardo got an unexpected visit from a distant relative in “Tennessee Ernie Visits” (ILL S3;E28).  Like Aunt Agatha, by the time the Ricardos discover when to expect their visitor, the eccentric relative is already on their doorstep.  

Fast Forward!

The green pajamas that Lucy wears will later be worn by Vanda Barra in a 1973 episode of “Here’s Lucy”!

Blooper Alerts!

Lucy brings the waste paper basket full of the torn up letter from home to the bank but she does not bring it home again.  As a reminder, Lucy takes the bus to work!

“Lucy’s Mystery Guest” rates 4 Paper Hearts out of 5

[paperthinrevolutionary]

Hamilton San Francisco: First Preview

For those who are unaware, I was lucky enough to win lotto tickets for tonight’s show. Front row, center stage. It was brilliant experience.  Hamilton's San Francisco cast was amazing. The show was utterly spectacular. This cast and crew put their hearts and souls into this performance, and you could feel it the whole time. Now, for the review:

To start off, the orchestration felt different. They definitely changed a few things up. There was an expressiveness in Joshua Henry as Aaron Burr that wasn't there on Broadway. Don't get me wrong, the OBC is AMAZING, but Henry brought a new kind of animation and expressiveness to Burr. Much more aggressive throughout the whole thing. While Leslie's Burr feels like he just suddenly /snaps/, there's a definite build that Henry has. 

Rory O'Malley as King George III was Wild. He sneered at me at the end of You'll Be Back and I'm PRETTY SURE my heart skipped a beat and/or stopped momentarily. He played him much more crazy than Groff, which was an interesting and welcome change. Emmy Raver-Lampman as Angelica Schuyler was beautiful, she had so much emotion and strength in her voice that I cried during Satisfied (a song that has Never made me cry). Solea Pfeiffer as Eliza had the same effect. While the scream and the gasp that Phillipa Soo gave was heart-wrenching, Solea ripped your heart out and stomped it into the dirt. Amazing voice, amazing performance from her. Amber Iman as Peggy/Maria was so mutli-dimensional as well, her voice was much lower and more sultry than Jasmine Cephas Jones.    Michael Luwoye as Hamilton was... Wow. Just, wow. He was so expressive, and his voice was just so smooth and beautiful. He brought a new life and naivety to Hamilton in act one, and a powerhouse in act two. The RevSet was AMAZING, too. Really juvenile and playful. Jordan Donica's switch between Lafayette and Jefferson was flawless. Mathenee Treco was so good as Mulligan, and completely blew it out of the water as Madison. Then Rubén J. Carbajal as Laurens/Philip... Wow. Absolutely stunning. I cried at both deaths. (Go figure). Isaiah Johnson's Washington was powerful, a perfect balance of Christopher Jackson's and something entirely new. His line delivery sent chills down my back at the end of Meet Me Inside. The ensemble was beyond words, Seabury (Andrew Wojtal) was hilarious, and Lee (Daniel Ching) played the lines so well.  The cast did amazing and I'm so honored that I was able to see their first preview show. After the show, I stage-doored, as I am known to do, and I met the entire cast. I'll post the photos from that later on. Rory was in charge of the Hamiton Insta feed tonight, and he came out and asked if he could record all of us, so now I'm on their feed. How fun. He was a complete angel, and he recognized me from the front row, sneered at me again and laughed before taking a photo with me. Michael Luwoye remembered me as well, and when I asked for a photo he gave the sweetest smile and said "Of course, anything for the crying girl from the front row." My favorite of these though, was Jordan Donica. When I handed him my playbill, he looked at me and grinned, leaned back, went "Ahhhh, you criiiieeeddd, I saw you in the front and you criiieeeed." It was hilarious. The entire cast was just so incredibly gracious about the entire  experience, and they took time for everybody by the stage door. Everyone thanked the cast, and the cast thanked us in response. Truly sweet people. TLDR; Enter the Hamilton lotto for San Francisco if you don't have tickets. This cast is so full of life and love and the shows can only get better from here. <3 

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Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy Summary: Surgeons. They just can't help themselves when it comes to diagnosing people, even if those people are their friends.Or: Meredith, Izzie, Cristina, and George decide that they're going to figure out why Alex acts the way he does. Warnings: Touch starvation and mentions of child abuse/neglect Word Count: 2,660 Ship(s): Background canon relationships

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George hugged him. They had just finished saving the life of a patient that had been tipping dangerously close to the edge of death all night while they were on call. They were both sleep-deprived and so full of adrenaline that they looked like five-year-olds that had gotten sugar after a twelve hour nap as they were pushed out of the room and into the hall. George had just turned to him, his mouth split into one of those stupid grins, and hugged him.

They had separated nearly thirty seconds after.

During the entire thing, Alex stood there stupidly as his mind suddenly came to a halt. He had been riding the high like it was a rollercoaster, but as soon as the other man's body was pressed up against him he completely stopped functioning.

Eventually the other man dropped the hold and took a step back. All Alex could do was say, "What was that about?"

"Sorry, I'm just so full of adrenaline and you were there and normally I'm hugging Izzie because she's close by but she's sleeping right now- hey, are you crying?" George cocked his head to the side.

Alex turned his head almost completely away from the other intern as he sniffled. "I'm not fucking crying because you hugged me, O'Malley. Get over yourself."

George shook his head. "No, no, I wasn't implying that. I mean sometimes I cry from relief when I save a patient and I just wanted to check to see if you were okay."

"Just shut up!" Alex snapped as he turned down the hallway and walked quickly past George so that their shoulders knocked together painfully. Once he had finally gotten away from the obnoxiously compassionate intern and into an empty on-call room, Alex collapsed down to the ground. He pulled his legs up to his chest and buried his face in his knees. A sob bubbled up in his chest and then burst forward from him before he had the chance to stuff it back down. His heart ached and his skin was on fire where the other intern's arms had been just a few minutes. It felt like an old festering wound had just had all of the scabs ripped open so that the wound was bleeding anew.

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"I think Alex is touch starved," George announced as he set his tray of food down on the table and sat next to his friends.

"You think that Evil Spawn is touch starved?" Cristina snorted. "No. Not possible. You can't be touch starved if you don't have a soul."

"Cristina," Izzie said in her warning tone. "Just because he's an asshole and doesn't know how to keep his penis in his pants doesn't mean that he doesn't have a soul. And he's getting better."

The black-haired woman rolled her eyes and picked up her coffee and medical textbook. She got up from the table and marched away from them while muttering about patients that she had to check up on. Meredith didn't bother calling after her, just turning to her roommate to ask, "Why do you think he's touch starved, George?"

"Well the other night we were on call with that nice old lady that had to have the triple valve replacement and she coded. We had to bring her back and it took a lot of drugs and a very high setting on the defibrillator. You know how clingy I get when I've got a lot of adrenaline? Well you two were both back at the house and so I hugged him," George explained.

"You hugged Alex?" Izzie asked, dropping her fork down next to the rest of her food. "What happened next?"

"It's not a soap opera, Iz. Treat it like we're diagnosing a patient or something," Meredith scolded, though she seemed just as interested in what her friend was saying.

"Nothing? I mean he just kind of stood there the entire time I hugged him and then when I pulled back I think he was crying. Like he was frozen there and there were tears in his eyes. When I asked him about it he got really angry and defensive about it too," George glanced to the other side of the cafeteria where the subject of their conversation was sitting.

Meredith gave him a non-committal hum. "Well, I don't think that getting defensive about crying is out of character for Alex."

"Freezing when someone hugs him is. I think the only time that I've ever seen him hug someone is when he picked me up after Denny died," she popped the last of her sandwich into her mouth. 

"Wait, Alex doesn't have any family in the area. He's never been in a committed romantic relationship with anyone for more than a week, and he had an abusive father. He is touch starved," Meredith gasped, her eyes widening a little bit as she put everything together.

"Maybe we should test the theory a little bit?" George shrugged, a little ashamed that he had even brought this up in the first place.

Izzie shook her head. "No, Meredith is right. I was touch starved as a kid too because my mother had to work so much. I think we should subtly try to treat it." 

He looked between his roommates with wide eyes. "You two, want to try and touch Alex Karev enough that he will stop being touch starved without him knowing." He let out a bark of laughter when they glanced at each other and nodded. "Good luck with that."

"No, you're going to help us. We'll never get Cristina to do it because she's got a weird aversion to being human and you started this whole thing. You were the one that came up with the diagnosis, now-"

George cut her off with a sigh, "I have to follow through with the treatment. Fine. How are we going to do it, then?" 

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It started out slow. The three of them worked together to touch Alex more and more. It was nothing dirty, and there was certainly nothing sexual about what they were doing. They just made sure that they brushed up against him more often, and they didn't immediately move away from him whenever he was close to them. George would let his touch linger whenever he was trying to move Alex out of the way or to a different spot, or when they were congratulating each other on surgeries. Meredith would playfully knock against him when they were doing their rounds together and lean against him when they were in the gallery under the guise of trying to whisper. Izzie was the one that had the hardest time keeping up their plan since she didn't want anything she did to come off as hitting on him. She was able to get away with more hugs than the others did, however.

Something that they hadn't accounted for over the month that they executed their plan was them becoming friends with Alex. Cristina still didn't get along with him, and thought that her three friends were being weird and creepy when they explained what they were doing but tolerated his presence when they all met up at the bar. 

Eventually, they all decided that they needed to take larger measures in their treatment of Alex if they were going to get anywhere in the next millennium. This decision resulted in them asking him to come over for dinner one day when they all had time off. The answer that George had gotten was, "Yeah, sure."

So they were all gathered around the island and in the kitchen of their house, with Alex leaning against the counter next to the fridge and watching. "Do any of you actually know how to cook?"

"I'm beginning to. I can't make big things like Christmas dinner, as we found out last year," both Meredith and George winced as they remembered the disastrous burnt, dry mockery of a ham that had come out of their oven.

"We're having something easy tonight. Most of the instructions are on the box," George supplied as he held up the deconstructed cardboard for the rice in the pan on the stove.

"And I bought Izzie a meat thermometer so none of us should get food poisoning or anything unedibly burnt," Meredith said. 

"You coulda just asked me to cook," Alex shrugged. He glanced around the kitchen and his brows furrowed. "What are you guys having for a vegetable?"

"Hmm?" Izzie asked, stopping what she was doing to look at him.

"Oh, don't tell me that you guys set up a basic Americana meal but then didn't include the vegetable," Alex looked over the other three interns as they looked increasingly guilty. "You guys are all going to get heart disease by the time that you hit thirty."

"What, like you can cook any better than us?" George grumbled as he sipped the beer in his hands. 

"I was taking care of both my younger siblings and my parents at one point in my life. I got all of my trial and error cooking out of the way early," he snorted. "Meredith, have you been drinking?"

"Not today. I don't have any tequila left," she shrugged. 

"Then run to the store and pick up frozen beans. They're not the best things in the world but they're better than nothing and they heat up fast," Alex explained as he took over what Izzie was doing with the rice. She huffed and leaned against his side, placing her head on his shoulder so she could watch what he was doing.

While Meredith got her shoes and coat on to do as she had been told, George came to his other side. He placed his chin on the other man's shoulder to peak over at the meal being prepared. "Did you season the chicken at all, Iz?" Alex asked, leaning back into them without realizing it. Despite not wanting to, they both had to move away so that he could check the oven after she made a no sound. "Well, we can fix that with some salt and pepper. Cooking with a meat thermometer means that you're not going to cook the chicken to death and there will still be some natural flavor. Next time invest in some store bought chicken seasoning."

Eventually Izzie and George had been underfoot so much that they were sent to go sit on the other side of the island so that they wouldn't be causing problems anymore. It was around the same time that Meredith got back with their vegetables. 

The rest of dinner went well, with them talking about work and cases like they always did. Maybe one day they would be able to talk about their families, hobbies, and TV shows or books that they were into at the moment but for now their entire lives were spent asleep or inside of the walls of the hospital. 

"Do you wanna stick around tonight? It's already late and the roads look kinda slick. We were going to fall asleep watching a movie," Meredith suggested as she glanced out the window. George and Izzie were arguing playfully with each other as they put the food away.

"Sure," Alex shrugged. "I mean, it's just me back at my apartment anyways. Pretty boring."

She stuck some popcorn in the microwave and booted up the TV in the living room so that they could watch something. When George noticed what she was doing, he moved to his bedroom and brought out his pillows and a blanket. He went and did the same to Meredith's and Izzie's rooms like they had discussed. He also pulled a pillow or two from the linen closet so that Alex could have something to lay on as well. He got them all set up in the living room just as Izzie finished and walked in.

"Are we ready?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips while she looked over everything on the floor.

"Yup! Time for the movie nap to commence!" Meredith grinned as she flopped herself down onto the floor. Izzie giggled as well, sitting down next to her friend and then patting the floor for Alex to come and join them. He awkwardly lowered himself onto the floor. His entire body was rigid and didn't seem to be cooperating quite the way he wanted it to.

"Chill man. None of us are going to burst into flames if you touch us," George said as he put the bowl of popcorn into Izzie's lap and then sat on the other side of Alex. He pulled his blanket up and over him as he began to watch the movie playing on the television. Alex made a small grunt but stayed just as rigid as before. 

Izzie and George gave him a little bit of time to relax without touching him. When his body had finally stopped going through alive-rigor mortis, they began to relax into him as well. Izzie yawned and curled up against his side. She put her cheek on his clavicle so that her head was half on his shoulder. He tensed a bit again and she shot George a worried look, but then he relaxed against her so that his head was on top of hers.

Meredith moved into her favorite position, which was leaning sideways at the TV with her legs over Izzie's lap, which resulted in her legs also being in Alex's lap. Izzie pulled the other girl fully onto her lap and wrapped her arms around her friend's waist. If all of them were cuddling with each other then it would make Alex feel more comfortable and it would allow them to fully treat him. "I'm so tall now," Meredith giggled as she began to play with Izzie's long blond hair. The other girl giggled back at her, still keeping her head against Alex. 

George moved his arm so that it was on the couch behind the other man, but slowly let it drift down so that it was resting on Alex's shoulders. The other intern let out a small hum and yawned. He then turned and looked at George. "You gonna get in on this or what? I'm currently being used as a footrest anyway," Alex asked, a small smirk tugging at his lips.

The shaggy-haired man laughed a little and tossed his blanket over the four of them so that they were all warm and bundled up. He laid his head down on Alex's shoulder just like Izzie had, and fully relaxed when he felt Alex transition from one shoulder over to the other. He felt the other man's hand come around his hip and move them a bit closer so that they were fully pressed against each other.

They were about halfway through the movie when they all heard Alex take in a shaky breath. George moved his head a little bit, "Hey, you okay, man?"

"Yeah, sorry," he whispered as he removed his arm from where he had been holding Izzie's hand and wiped at his face. "I don't know why I'm crying. This has been the nicest night I think I've ever had."

"Maybe that's why," Izzie whispered. "It hurts when you realize how bad you've had it for so long. But you don't have to have it bad anymore. You can come to us if you need a hug or if you want to have a real dinner or cook for people and not just yourself or even if you just want to coexist."

"Or co sleep," George said with a yawn. "The girls and I do that a lot. It's nice to know that there's someone to cuddle with when you've had a stressful day."

Alex was quiet for a bit, and the three began to worry that they had overstepped or crossed a line. Instead, he just said, "I think that's nice. I think I want that."