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CHAPTER THIRTY six days, part two. season three, episode twelve.
"DO SOMETHING," MEREDITH NUDGED DEREK, WHO WAS STARING OPEN MOUTHED AT THE SIGHT BEFORE HIM. He didn't move, so she turned to Mark instead. "Did you hear me? Do something!"
"Is this actually happening?" Derek wondered. "This can't be happening."
In the middle of the lobby, Cassie had Izzie pinned onto the ground, throwing punch after punch to her face, yelling obscenities at her in the process.
"Get over it?" she screamed, just as blood began coming from Izzie's nose. The blonde attempted to fight back, getting a few good punches in here and there, but still, she was no match for Cassie. "Get over this, you fucking bitch!"
Cristina and Alex watched with raised brows. "Damn," they chorused, making no move to stop her.
"Sloan!" Meredith repeated, snapping Mark out of whatever daze he was in as he watched Cassie beat the daylights out of Izzie. "Do something!"
Mark tilted his head in thought. "I don't see the harm in waiting a bit." She gave him an incredulous look. "What? She's winning."
"Oh, for the love of—" Bailey huffed from the other side of the lobby, setting down her bag and storming over towards the fight. "Hey, break it up! This is a hospital, not a wrestling match!"
"Get off me!" Izzie screeched, landing a particularly hard punch to Cassie's eye.
Cassie continued to fight, even as Bailey relentlessly tried, and failed, to get her off.
She moved positions slightly, so the group by the elevators could see her face. Once Derek and Mark caught sight of blood coming from somewhere on her face, they shared a quick look, before bolting towards her. They each grabbed one of her arms, dragging her away while she attempted to get out of their hold.
"I'll kill you!" Cassie screamed, glaring heatedly at Izzie, who was slowly standing up with the help of Bailey while clutching her nose. "I swear to god, I'll kill you!"
"Let's go," Derek said, shaking his head at her.
"No, Derek," she argued. "She—"
"Go, Cassandra," he snapped authoritatively, making even Mark pause in his steps. Cassie looked up at him wide eyed.
"Okay, I'm going. Jesus."
Bailey sighed in frustration as they took Cassie into an empty exam room, regretting her decision to become involved in her intern's personal lives.
The remaining doctors shared an uncomfortable look, none of them bothering to check on Izzie as they awkwardly left the building.
Webber watched someone hand Izzie a tissue with a deadpan expression, closing his eyes momentarily in annoyance as he turned to a nurse.
