Disclaimer: I do not own scrubs, instead it belongs to the strangely sexy Zach Braff. I only own Knox.
Every time the page breaks twice, that means that the POV has changed between Knox and JD. Once means the setting has changed, but it's the same POV. I think it will be obvious who's POV it is by the way they think and what they say. Enjoy and review.
I absolutely despised hospitals. They give me this weird vibe. Plus, they reek of illness and death covered up by medicinal things.
I was currently lying in a comfortable stretcher dozing in and out. I think I was hurt, but I was too numb to tell. Of course I had to be pretty banged up, they were taking me to a hospital after all. I saw the name Sacred Heart on the side of the building and I closed my eyes in relief. I was going to be ok, my brother works here. That was the last thing I thought about before I blacked out completely.
I woke up to four voices in my room. Their voices weren't loud, but I was still getting a headache from them. I looked down to see my arm in a cast and a familiar hand resting upon it. It was my infamous brother Christopher.
"Chris!" He snatched his hand away as if my fiery temper burned him, it probably could have.
"Sis! You woke! How you doin'?" I glared at him and looked around the room. Of course there was that blockhead that claimed to be related to me, a blonde girl who's face just screamed spaz and my soon to be sister in law Carla and some guy with pretty hair.
"Horrible." Because of my attitude, people overlook the fact that I am very shy. I pulled the odd smelling hospital sheets over me so I just appeared to be a huge white lump.
"Knox! I want you to meet my friends. " I peeked over the top a little bit.
"I already met Carla. I told you I liked her." He tensed up a little bit.
"That's good to know honey, but I wasn't asking for your approval." I pulled the covers all the way down so he could see that I was serious about not being bothered.
"Then what the hell do you want?" He grunted in frustration like he always did when he wanted to hit something.
As I snuggled in the itchy sheets, I could hear the footsteps fading away. I didn't mean to be such an asshole, but I don't give a rat's ass about who he cracks his dumbass jokes with at work. I let all worries slip away completely before dozing off into sleep.
I woke up to a nice scent and I opened my eyes to see Carla. "You know, you're the only girlfriend my brother had that I ever liked?"
She giggled a bit before responding. "Why? Because the rest of them were all fatties?" I nodded and laughed along with her. "So why are you in here?"
I had just gotten out of a bad relationship. Actually, you can't even call it a relationship, because it had no romance. Hell, I can't even remember what romance is. However, I decided to end things, but he didn't take that very well. I always thought of him as a psychopath, but I never did anything about it even though we had been together for 6 months. Next thing I know, he's chasing me all throughout California. I hadn't seen his car for a while, so I thought everything was safe, until he hit me from the side. I have to admit, he caught me off guard and I'm a professional racer. I remember flying out of the windshield and the last thing I heard was the crushing of my arm against the pavement to break my fall. My sight was filled with red and I blacked out.
"Oh, nothing. I'm sure it was just some crazy driver." I knew that she caught my lie, but she didn't call me out on it. That was Chris's job.
"I found the news on your boyfriend. I told you I didn't like him." He never cared before.
"Well only if you didn't come to my birthday like I told you to, then you never would've met him." I can't believe I was defending him and neither could he.
"Knox! He tried to kill you!" Carla could feel the tension between us and decided to leave the room.
"It's not the first time either, besides; he was clinically depressed. And I knew that I wasn't helping very much so I ended it." I could see his eyes bulge out of his head, but they returned to their normal state before he talked again, which meant that he was a bit calmer than before.
"Good. I just wanted to let you know that I got a call from Ronnie's car dealership and they said that your Camaro should be fixed by Monday. Not that you're going to be driving it any soon." I sighed.
"They better not put a new paint job on it, and what do you mean that I can't drive? You know that I'm ambidextrous when it comes to cars." I glared at him before he left the room.
"Tell me everything you know about your sister." What can I say, she intrigues me.
"Why, do you like her?" I can't believe he would say such a thing.
"Psh. No." He looked to see if I was serious, but luckily I had been practicing my poker face.
"Oh, well, she loves to dance, she loves to race cars, she loves Harry Potter, she loves kids, she loves basketball, she loves piercings, she loves amusement parks and most of all, she loves to laugh. She does it maniacally when she's driving over the speed limit. Don't get me wrong, I love my sister. I just don't like her."
That doctor that was cute in a stupid way from earlier interrupted me as I was counting the tiles on the ceiling. "Hey! Carla told me to give this to you."
It was one of those ice cream cups that kindergartners get during snack time. Even though I was hungry enough to eat a whole tub of ice cream, I was grateful. "What's your name again?"I knew that he and Chris had been best friends for a while, but I really didn't pay attention to details.
"John Dorian, but around here, they call me JD."I took a bite of my ice cream.
"That's awesome." He smiled at me, ok maybe he wasn't as stupid as I thought.
"That's just chocolate swirl, we got about 12 strawberry ones left if you want it." Or not.
"No, not the ice cream. Your name, it's really cute." I swore he blushed.
"Thank you." I decided not to make things awkward.
"So, JD what's wrong with me?" I could see him pondering and I swore that he thought that I meant mentally, but luckily he caught himself.
"Oh, um, you have two broken ribs and your radius is broken which is why it's in a cast. Also your face is pretty scratched up, but it should heal up fine." I swear, if Ray ever get's out of jail, I will kick his ass.
Things were pretty silent after that, but I just snacked on my ice cream. "Can I sign your cast?" He is a tad strange. "Sure." He smiled even wider than before and started to sign.
"She let you sign her cast? Dude! She broke her leg when she was 16 from a motorcycle crash and I signed her cast while she was sleeping and when she woke up, she beat me with her crutches." I did the math in my head.
"Turk, you were 22." He glared at me.
"She works out, ok. That's beside the point. I think she likes you man." No way. She can't like me, she was just being nice.
"She must like you, you're white." Turk laughed at Carla's statement.
I raised my eyebrow and he nodded. "She's right. Knox loves white chocolate. Damn, I don't think she's ever dated a brotha. She don't know what she's missing." Carla nodded in agreement.
"Speaking of the devil, hey Knox."
Since it was the first time I had to properly look at her, I took the opportunity to do so. I liked the fact that she was almost my height. She had these pretty hazel eyes, Carla's skin color and her hair was a russet brown. She looked like the human embodiment of coffee. The only visible piercings I could see on her were nose, eyebrow and multiple ear piercings. She looked very good with the right amount of cleavage showing, leaving enough to the imagination. I realized that for the first time, I wasn't having that stupid hair-blowing-in-the-wind fantasy that I always have about women that I find attractive. Am I ok? This has never happened to me before.
I stopped freaking out when I heard Dr. Cox's voice. "Well, who do we have here?" Was it just me, or did he sound more mean than usual?
"This is my sister Knox. Knox this is Dr. Perry Cox. Hey! That rhymed!" I grinned at his accidental awesomeness and gave him a high five.
"Yeah, it did!" He stared us down and I could see that Knox was very amused with the situation.
"Hey, lovers. Why don't you two just come out of the closet? I promise, we won't judge." I had to prove to Knox that we weren't queer.
"We're not gay." I was surprised to hear the comeback from Knox instead of Dr. Cox.
"Please, have naughty sex on top of a rainbow quilt already so that you aren't leading Carla on Chris, especially when she's pregnant with your kid." She was brave and funny. I like that.
Dr. Cox sized her up in an admiring way. "I adore you." She smiled and I got jealous. He was stealing her from me.
"No, seriously. If I weren't with my witch of an ex- wife, I would attempt to get in your pants, just so I could hear you tell me off." She opened her mouth to flirt back, but Turk interrupted them.
"Please, no sex talk in front of me." Dr. Cox walked off, but looked back before turning the corner. Knox blew him a kiss and I swore I saw him shudder.
"Knox, this is Laverne. Laverne, this is my sister Knox." I smirked at her. She looked to have a promising character.
"Hi." She smiled at me.
"Hi. So you're related to this bonehead?" I nodded.
"Unfortunately, I have been for 23 years." JD popped up at my side.
"You're 23?" Chris butted into the inquisition.
"Yeah, she is, why?" He was such a big brother.
"Nothin, she looks more mature than 23." His eyes quickly flickered over my body, but not quick enough because Chris caught him.
"I'm right here you know." I scoffed and sauntered off, not knowing where I was going.
I could tell that he was pissed at me.
"That was so not cool." He was over-reacting.
"I didn't do anything."
"You just checked out my sister in front of me! All hopes of becoming my brother in law just went down the drain. She don't like men lookin at her like that." I couldn't believe how dramatic he was.
"Don't talk to me like I sexually harassed her. I'm not…Todd."
I wondered the halls looking for Carla and I turned the corner to find JD and Chris, just the people that I was trying to escape from.
"Knox, why would you run off like that?" I looked back at the 25 feet I had walked in the 30 seconds I was gone.
"I didn't..." I guess being a big brother meant that he could interrupt me in the middle of my sentence.
"Never mind that. Have you talked to anybody?" Ok… someone was a little paranoid.
"No, why?" A man wearing green scrubs popped out from behind them and pointed at my boobs.
"I found the twins! Shouldn't those babies be in pediatrics?" He was obviously talking about my breasts. And I thought that I felt violated by JD checking me out.
"Hi, I'm Todd." I didn't want to touch him, so instead I just glared at his outstretched hand.
"Todd, this is my sister Knox." He looked absolutely stunned.
"That can't be your sister." Chris nodded.
"She is my sister." Todd wasn't having it.
"What is she, adopted?" He was absolutely serious and I had to laugh.
"I'm his sister Todd." JD nodded this time, but he still didn't believe us.
"You can't be. You have freckles, light brown hair, light skin, very pretty." I felt sorry for him.
"We're related Todd." He just stood there in the hallway looking stupid as ever.
I turned to Chris with a smug look on my face. "You know he was calling you ugly right?"
He hated not being the cutest one and I loved reminding him that his reign of that title was only six years, while mine was my whole life.
I had to apologize to her. Other than her attitude, she seemed so innocent.
I sat down next to her at the empty lunch table. "I'm sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to look you over like a piece of meat."
Her hazel eyes could knock anyone out with a glance. "It's ok. Did Christopher yell at you?" She was so down to earth.
"Yeah, but I deserved it. You're his sister."
"If I'm hot, then I'm hot. So what, there's nothing he can do about it." She licked the barbeque sauce from the side of her hand.
"Ain't that the truth?" I whispered hoping that she wouldn't hear me.
"What?" I gave my attention to my food.
"I didn't say anything." She shrugged and continued eating her burger.
I scratched the inside of my cast with a pen that I found. "When does this thing come off?"
Carla looked worried at the way I was vigorously attacking the cast. "A month, maybe more if you keep doing that." I put down the pen in defeat.
"Fine. That's not that bad." Of course Chris had to join the conversation.
"I'm not letting you go back to wherever you were. You're moving in with me and Carla until you get back on your feet, no objections." I raised my hand in surrender.
"I'm not objecting. I'll move in. Is it ok that I don't look for a job until my arm heals? Because I've got enough cash to cover my end of the rent for a long time." They both nodded.
"You can start working as soon as you want. As for the rent, you don't have to worry about it." Wow, I didn't know Chris could be this generous.
"I insist." They both replied at the same time.
"No." That was all if took for me to know that they were one of those proud couples.
"At least let me pay for the groceries." I was proud too.
"Deal. So all we have to do is move your stuff down here." I shook my head at my brother.
"Don't worry about it. I can get someone to get it. Besides, I haven't got much stuff. So, where will I be sleeping?" Carla spoke up.
"You can have JD's old room."
I had a very good feeling that I was going to like it here. I was looking forward to taking a break from my life in the fast lane. Literally.