OK, now before I start I have a couple of things to say. The first is that this is my first fan-fiction ever. I only registered a week ago and until around two weeks ago, I was only slightly interested in fan-fiction. Of course, now I'm so interested in it, I'm going to write my own.
Second of all, I live in Australia and in Australia, we get our Scrubs once a week at 11:30pm on Monday nights and as such I have missed out on many episodes and only found out last night whilst watching "My Rabbit" that JD and Kim's child is in fact male, rather than female as I have written. I always had the idea for JD to have a daughter from the beginning and the two preceding influences decribed also wrote JD's child as a girl as well. Please do not flame or berate me about that.
The third one is that I cannot take all the credit for this story. The idea of the story came from a fan-fiction, "I'm No Superman" by TempestGray. That story originally had the idea of JD's daughter being friends with the Janitor. I was always interested on how they actually met so I ended up thinking about doing it myself. Other portions of the story were also influenced by "Our Life" by Half Full Glass Of Mouthwash. Anyway, let us get into it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Scrubs or any of the characters contained within. They remain the property of Touchstone Television, Buena Vista Entertainment Television, Bill Lawrence and whoever else may be affiliated with the making of the show. I do however own Scrubs on DVD so that must count for something.
And so it went. Another night and I had to find my daughter a babysitter. Of course, she thinks she's capable enough to take care of herself. But I can't ever be sure. I mean, she's not even nine, for Christ's sake. Still, now she'll refuse to have a babysitter the way she has been for the last week or so, leaving me stuck on what to do. It was then I only knew one solution.
"Hello, this is Kim Briggs, who is this?" Ah, brilliant, she picked up. She's obviously not too busy.
"Hey, honey, its JD here".
"Oh, hey, JD, how is it?"
"Good, good, listen I'm having some trouble with Rebecca. It seems she's deadest on not wanting anyone to look after her tonight. I've tried changing her mind but she's seems pretty stubborn on staying here. So, what do you think?"
"Well, she's definitely not staying there herself, that's for sure. I don't know, how about you take her with you to your shift?"
"Oh, Kim, you know she's going to be bored as hell the entire time"
"Alright but I don't have any other suggestions so that's probably the best advice I can give you right now."
"OK, then, I'll see you later, sweetie"
"See ya, JD".
I then turned to Rebecca and said, "That was your mother just then, Rebecca, and she came up with a pretty good solution"
"What is it, Daddy?'
"Well, how would you feel on coming with your father to the hospital tonight?" I replied to her, knowing what she'd say anyway.
Of course, as one would expect, she was already jumping up and down, shouting "Yay!" but I knew she'd come to regret it.
"OK, you can come with Daddy to work. But you got to promise not whine or moan while you're there. Daddy will have a lot of work to catch up on" I said forewarningly.
"Alrighty, then" was the reply I heard from here and soon after we were off on our way.
I had finally gotten there and met up with Carla as soon as I got in.
"Ah, Carla, fantastic", I said to her.
"What is it, Bambi?" she replied, seemingly not interested in what I was going to say to her.
"Yeah, I decided to take Rebecca to work with me tonight and, uh, I'm pretty sure I've got a lot of work to do, so could you keep an eye on her for awhile until I finish?" I said with a doe-eyed smile, the one I knew she couldn't refuse.
"No" she ended up replying.
"Oh, come on, how many times have I taken care of Izzy while you and Turk were working or going out for a night on the town and such" I said, knowing she'd feel guilty.
"JD, you've never done that" Carla replied in vain to me
Anyway, just before I opened my mouth to answer her back, I heard a beep. I got my pager out of my pocket.
"Oh, shit, that's a code. Alright, Carla, now do you have a choice?" I said to her.
"Alright, I'll take care of Becky for you but you owe me for this" she replied, half-heartedly.
"OK, Daddy has to go now. He has a code he needs to attend to. You stay near Auntie Carla and don't go off wandering. There's a lot of strange characters in this hospital I don't want you associating with. I'll see you later, Becky." I said, as I left her sitting down near the nurses' station. I then sped off down the hall to the patient's room.
Rebecca sat down on a chair near the nurses' station. She knew her father wouldn't be back for awhile after seeing him run down the hall to get to his patient so she had to pass the time.
"Aunt Carla, do you know anything I can do while I'm waiting for my dad?" said Rebecca to Carla, who was supposed to watch out for her but had been somewhat distracted.
"What, sorry, dear, I wasn't listening. What did you say?" said Carla, the comment snapping her out of a daze of sorts.
"I said, is there anything I can do while I'm waiting for my Dad?" said Rebecca, slightly louder and clearer than before.
"Oh, yeah. How about you go down to the Doctor's lounge and watch TV? I'll tell your father where you went" said Carla.
"Alright, see you, Aunt Carla" said Rebecca
"See you, Becky. And be careful. Your dad's right, there are some bizarre characters here so be cautious who you talk to" Carla warned Rebecca.
Unfortunately Rebecca already went off by that point down near the Doctor's Lounge. She stopped halfway, though, to see a giant man in a grey uniform shouting to furiously to himself whilst cleaning a stain.
"Damn it, why are you still here, stain? I'm smarter than you, I know I can get rid of you." the Janitor said to himself as he was still scrubbing at the stain.
Rebecca then said to the Janitor, "Do you need any help, there?"
Well, there it is, my first fan-fiction. I'm sorry if it seemed a little sketchy in places. I look forward to reviews and will update in the next couple of days. Right now, I need a rest. See ya.