Disclaimer: Don't own Scrubs, or Scarface. *insert witty joke about disclaimer*
Warnings: very silly, suggested slash.
A/N I almost didn't include the second part but i did anyway. Tell me what you think
JD was scribbling something on the chart Carla had just handed him when Dr Cox approached the nurse's station. Turk paused in his story awaiting the long-winded rant and ready to jump in for his VB.
"Janine!"
JD paled slightly at the bark, "Uh... Yes Dr Cox?"
Dr Cox reached into his pocket and pulled out a ridiculously large gun, "Newbie. Say hello to my little friend!"
JD looked at the small white card that was actually presented to him with "Man" written in what was clearly calligraphy.
"What's that for?" frowned Turk suspiciously and Carla looked up from her work.
Dr Cox smirked, "Oh, he knows", he grinned and winked at JD before turning on his heel and leaving.
Later
"Dude? Did you... do him a favour or something?"
"Nope" JD suppressed a grin
"Did you save a patient of his Bambi?"
"I wish" they aren't even close. Me and my stealth- they will never know.
Elliot walked up, completely oblivious, "Hey JD..."
"You'll never find out we made love so just give up!" JD cried out, still incredibly proud of his James Bond-like skill.
Out of nowhere Dr Cox appeared and snatched the card out of JD's front pocket shredding it, "Dear god Jessica you couldn't keep it for ten minutes."
JD tagged at Dr Cox's heals leaving his bewildered friends behind, needing to know about Perry's new psychicness, "How did you even hear that?"
"The name's Bond, Jade" Damn he's in my head too?!!?