Ratings: M for later chapters.

Disclaimers: I am £999,999,999.99, several thousand miles away and about 2 dozen restraining orders from owning Perry Cox! It's a start.

Hey there! I'll ask you to be nice to me as this is the first fanfic I have ever had the guts to actually post.

It WILL contain slash in later chapter. Yes that is a man having sex with another man, you no like you stop reading now. Please don't say I hav'nt warned you, 'cause trying to sue me will be a little embaressing for you... I own a life sized card board Darth Vador. That's it.

Enjoy...

Chapter 1.

"You can come out now Bambi he's gone."

Still weary JD slowly crawled out from his hiding place under the desk at the nursing station, eyes shooting in each and every direction before safely standing.

"Thanks Carla, I just can't take it anymore. He's driving me insane."

For the past few days Dr Cox had been in a bad mood. A really, really REALLY bad mood. It could have been one of many things, Jordan had packed up and taken Jack to her mothers, no one knew why or how long for, Kelso had been making even more budget cuts which had led to the dismissal of two more nurses and to top things off there had been an outbreak of bird flu which meant that for the past week the hospital had been swamped by every single person in the state with the slightest cold. The last time JD had seen Dr Cox anywhere near this pissed had been in his first year when he destroyed an entire lab. Actually that had been a walk in the park compared to now. This time Dr Cox seemed to be taking out every single little thing on JD. He had even managed to make the outbreak of bird flu seem like JDs fault. There was only so much a person could take.

"You know you can't keep hiding from him. I know he's been a little moodier then usual lately but it will blow over it always does." As much as JD was grateful for all the nifty hiding places Carla had to offer he couldn't help but feel she didn't really understand what a strain putting up with that man had become since he had turned into Mr. Hyde's even more evil twin.

Before JD could get a word out to defend himself and point out that he truly had had enough he got a page. He read it and let out an exasperated groan.

"Cox? And you really shouldn't keep ignoring those. No matter how scary he is. You realise if that is patient related you have to answer?"

"Yeah, but what if it's a trick. What if I get to that patients room and there's no one there? And I get into the room and the room slams closed behind me and it all goes dark and then he kills me? I'll bet he even hired the janitor to fill the room with hungry rats to eat my remains so no one will know what he did?" He cringed as the scenario ran over in his head.

"Bambi! You have to-"

His pager went off again.

"GO!"

It was with great apprehension that he made his way through the ICU to the small room that was currently hosting a Mr. Williams, aged only 33 he had been rushed in, in the early hours of the previous morning unconscious, he had yet to wake up and they still had no idea what was wrong with him. When he got close enough to see what was going on inside he saw Dr Cox was already in there, alternating between writing something down on Mr. Williams chart and looking at his watch. His jaw was clenched tight shut, JD could even make out the muscles twitching in his cheek from where he was. Taking a deep breath he stepped into the room. The second he had shut the door behind him the volcano erupted.

"Oh yay Ginger! Thank you so much for finally deciding to grace myself and the ever patient Mr Williams here with your awe inspiring presence. You see Tina when I paged you 15, 13, 9½, 5 and 3½ minutes ago it was only for funsies, but the fact that you took the time out of your busy busy schedule to come and work with little old me just makes me tingle all over really it does. I mean I really am thinking about running out of this room right now and taking a very cold shower. Now I know that you were probably up all night mixing and matching up your bras and thongs to see which sets go best together but that is no excuse to be wasting my time, I have better things to do then spending all morning tracking you down to get you to do your job! For Gods sake Priscilla!"

Usually JD would made some vague effort to stick up for himself but the last time he had tried doing do only two days ago had proved a grave mistake. Not for him but it had resulted in the on call room being very nearly completely destroyed. Ever since JD has feared for his life… greatly. In fact he hadn't slept last night on account of having a nightmare that he was the TV that had plunged through the window from three stories up. He decided silence was safer and stood stock still whilst Dr Cox finished writing down notes on Mr Williams chart.

The painfully uncomfortable silence was broken only a minute or two later when Carla entered the room, she made her way over to Dr Cox giving JD a small sympathetic smile. "Mr Williams blood cultures are back I thought you might want to see them straight away."

Wordlessly the older doctor snatched the results from her hand and began reading. Carla quickly realised she was no longer needed and left the room, leaving JD once again feeling cornered. Some how in the space of about thirty seconds the silence had become too much.

"Please don't kill me and feed my body to the rats!" As soon as the words had escaped JD clamped both hands over his mouth, immediately realised what a girly thing that was to do and dropped them back to his sides.

Dr Cox settled for intense glaring for another thirty seconds whilst the younger doctor silently prayed to any entity listen for help. They listened. "Tempting as that sounds I really can not be bothered wasting my energies on you right now. Take a look at this." He handed the blood test results over to JD.

"ACP overdose? That's an animal tranq'. Why would anyone try to sedate themselves with this stuff?"

"It's nowhere near a fatal dose looking at traces, and he apparently passed out at work so I think we can rule out him doing it to himself. The guys a teacher so I'm guessing it was probably a couple of kids playing a prank. His vitals have improved since last night so we'll give him till tomorrow to wake up. If he's not conscious by then we'll review and think about inducing him round."

"Ok cool."

"So very very glad you approve."

"You know when I was at school we had this geography teacher who was such an arsehole we ended up putting, like, loads of laxatives into his coffee every week it was so-"

"Yawn! Sarah do you really want me to go through the newly revised list of things I still could care less about? Because if it was from the fact that not only do I still need to take that cold shower to cool me down and wash away all traces of your over powering femininity! Really I must go before I lose control. And in the future when I page you, you damn sure better answer pronto!"

With that he turned and stormed shaking his head mumbling to himself, something about stupid little girly newbies. But not before giving one of his patented shoulder bumps.

"Yow!" That was going to leave a bruise.

The rest of the day carried on in pretty much the same way and by the end of his shift JD felt as though he were on the verge of a nervous breakdown, he had found Elliot crying in the supply closet and rumour had it that Doug had been sent home after failing to find a patients vein on the 7th attempt because Cox had been watching. Though his shift was finished JD hung around the hospital for a further hour waiting for Turk to finish up on an appendectomy so they could go get a drink.

"Dude you obsess over that man way to much, you do realise this?"

"I'm not obsessed with Dr Cox I just wished I knew what was eating at him so much this week. I can't do anything right. It's like whenever I turn around he is there criticising me… more then usual."

They were only on their second beer when Turks cell phone.

"… Baby… ok baby jus- … baby it's ok we'll jus-… ok ok ok!" he hung up "oh JD I'm sorry man I have got to go, that was Carla."

"What's happened?"

"I have no idea! See ya buddy." With that Turk chugged the rest of his beer down and left patting JD on the back as he left.

"Later C Bear" JD called over his shoulder. Being only half way through his beer he decided to hang out in the bar alone for a while, besides there was a table full of very hot, well on their way to being very drunk chicks sitting behind them and he was feeling pretty lucky, mainly because his hair was looking amazing today.

He had been just about to make his move the bar door was thrown open and Dr Cox walked I, he didn't appear to have seen JD as he sat down at the bar only two seats along from him.

"Black label on the rocks. Better make it a double," he got his wallet out whilst the barman fixed his scotch, "Cheers" he said gesture his glass towards the man after paying and taking a gulp.

He wasn't sure what possessed him to talk but he did have a habit of saying and doing some pretty stupid things at times. "Hey Dr Cox." stupid JD. Stupid stupid JD!

He looked over and immediately dropped his head with a dull thunk on the bar, "why why why why why why why!? Really God what did I do to you in a past life to deserve such continuous torture in this one?" he hit he head on the bar again several times in quick succession.

JD settled for sitting quietly and finished off his beer.

So for a first chapter what did you all think. I couldn't believe how much of a challenging character Perry Cox is to write. I hope I nailed him... Ooh nailing Dr Cox Mmmmm...
Sorry. Please review!