This is my first Scrubs fanfic but by no means my first fanfiction. I usually write music fanfiction. Anyways, this will be a little AU and you will find out why in a few more chapters.
Title: My Pregnancy
Author: hybrid-kidd
Rating: M
Summary:It only takes two pink crosses to change someone's life. Or maybe it takes a coded patient you just can't save. !Slash
Warnings: Slash for the moment.
Spoilers: Hints of My First Day
Pairings: JD/Cox, Elliot/Keith, Turk/Carla
A/N.
The italic, bold font is the written instructions. Italics are character thoughts. I wrote it in third person so hopefully you can see which thought belongs to who.
If not, let me know. :)
My Pregnancy
Part One: My Pregnancy Test
It was easy to slap the 12 dollars down on the counter, swipe the box into her purse and avoid the disapproving glance of the cashier, sighing, that another young girl could have potentially ruined her life.
Now came the difficult part, the moment of truth. It seemed an easy enough task to change her life, Holding the sheet of instructions, she read quietly to herself.
Peel away the foil packaging.
That was easy enough. It's not gonna kill me.
Take the wand out.
She took a deep breath, holding the instrument between her shaking fingers. Now, for the difficult part… she looked back down at the sheet of instructions.
Position the wand into stream of urine.
"I have to fricking pee on it?" came out in a quiet whisper.
Wait for 2 minutes.
2 minutes is an awful long time to wait. Her break is over in about 2 minutes, she didn't realise how far away the drugstore is from the hospital. But regardless of this fact, she carefully eyes the wand that she has turned upside down with the windows facing down, possibly to prolong the inevitable. The 2 minutes are finally up, but before she turns the wand back around, she glances at the instructions one more time.
After 2 minutes have passed, look at the window on the left. There should be a pink line in it. This is the control window which indicates your test is working correctly.
The window on the right gives you your result:
Two pink crosses mean that you are pregnant.
One pink cross means that that you are not.
Deep breath.
She turns the wand over again and glances at the window on the right.
Two pink crosses.
Damn.
Just as it couldn't get any worse, the door to the women's bathroom swings open and a calming, Latina voice filters into the cubicle.
"Elliot! Dr. Cox is looking for you and he is pissed!"
"Okay, Carla. I'll be out in a second!" She yells back as Carla rolls her eyes and leaves the bathroom, letting the door swing shut behind her.
Elliot turns back to the pregnancy test and swears. She realises she hasn't even glanced at the control window.
It could be wrong.
That tiny piece of hope suddenly embedded into her mind is suddenly shattered when she looks at the said window. Her heart sinks when she sees that horrible, stupid little pink line, sitting in the window bold and clear.
She sighs, and willing herself not to cry, she slips the pregnancy test back into the box and tucks it into her scrub pocket before leaving the bathroom and her previous life behind her.
Elliot walks up to the nurse's station and immediately spots Dr. Cox standing with his back to her, most probably signing all the charts and maybe trying to flirt with Carla in the process. Elliot leans heavily on the nurse's station, attracting Carla's attention.
"Hey Elliot, you okay? You look kind of pale."
"Yeah, I'm fine-"
She was immediately cut off, "Barbie! You've decided to come back from the land of rainbows and lollipops? I didn't know the entrance is in the girl's bathroom, I mean, honestly, you are a doctor, I know that you must still feel like a thirteen year old girl just waiting for her period to start but for the love of god, didn't anyone in med school tell you actually have to treat the patients?"
Elliot sighed, and walked off leaving Dr. Cox still ranting at the nurse's station.
She couldn't really concentrate on her work, the only thing that was replaying in her head were the words:
I'm pregnant. I'm pregnant. I'm pregnant.
My mom is going to kill me. My dad is going to kill me and the guy who got me pregnant. Actually who got me pregnant?
It has to be Keith, my perfect fiancée, I mean who else have I slept with in- I don't even know when it was conceived! What if the pregnancy test is wrong and there is no baby?
Oh shit. I have slept with somebody other than Keith.
--
JD was having his own problems in the form of the older doctor still standing at the nurse's station. He walked over, leaning against the station and began signing some release forms for one of his patients. As he was working, Jordan appeared behind Dr. Cox, holding Jack on her hip and burning holes into the doctor's back. JD concentrated on his paperwork, ignoring the two but in the process he was listening carefully to their conversation.
Perry smirked, he knew only two people in this damn hospital would dare stand behind him when he was so busy with his work.
One was Kelso, who would have started moaning by now. The other was Jordan.
"I'd have thought that the hospital would have installed anti-devil-woman devices by now?" He exclaimed, not turning around to greet his ex-wife but finishing his signature on the last piece of paperwork.
"Oh real good shot there, Per. Did you forget the Jackasses Anonymous club have cancelled their meeting this week?" She fired back, smiling with satisfaction.
Perry shrugged it off and turned around, "So then why are you here? There isn't a board meeting for another month."
"Actually, I came to ask a favour."
"Oh my god. You actually want my help? I have been wa-ha-hey-ting for this day for so long and now it's finally here! This is better than any gift you have ever gotten me, Jordan. I mean honestly-"
"Perry! I need you to look after Jack for a couple of hours. Y'know when a couple have a child, they usually have to spend time with it, and I've decided now is your time. Call my cell if anything goes wrong. And Perry, remember, don't let other people touch him, cuddle him, breath on him, cough on him and most importantly, don't let him out of your sight." She concluded, handing Jack over to a slightly annoyed Perry.
I had better keep out of his way for the next few hours but I don't really want to, JD thought as his pager went off and he rushed away from the nurse's station.
--
"Nurse! I need another bag of A Positive and I need you to call the attending surgeon now! This guy's spleen is lacerated and he needs surgery immediately!" JD yelled at the other nurse standing by the door.
Carla stood at the side of him, helping to stem the wounds. JD had already lost one patient and he thought even that was enough. He was determined not to lost anymore.
There had been a pile up on the freeway and over twenty people were injured. With Dr. Cox caring for Jack and Elliot on another break, JD had no choice but to take the most patients. He had about six in critical condition and another with major injuries. The whole hospital was in a state of crisis as the eight doctors on call were struggling to keep the patients alive.
"I need a CAT scan on Mr. Harris and another blood transfusion on Ms. Farrell, blood type O positive now!" JD told another nurse.
There were currently a shortage of nurses, but there were no lack of interns. They were either attempting to help the doctor's battle death or relay between the ICU and the OR, telling surgeons about another patient needing surgery.
"Keith! Get this guy down to surgery now, he has a lacerated spleen and internal bleeding. We don't have much time, GO!" JD yelled as the intern shot him a look of surprise and fear.
JD didn't look good at all, the gel had let out of his hair and his scrubs were drenched in blood. He even had some splatters on his face, that Keith choose not to inform him about.
JD peeled off his gloves and put another pair on just as the sound that strikes fear into the heart of any doctor rang through the air.
A code.
JD and Carla quickly glanced at one another and raced over to the bed, taking over from the hapless intern who had been taking care of the patient.
"BP's dropping…"
Shit.
Two nurses and another intern had appeared before JD realised he was in charge. He began shouting out orders in his 'Doctor Voice'.
"I need a chest tube now! This guy has a punctured lung and we need to expand it." JD's voice filtered through the hospital and reached Perry who was standing outside and holding onto Jack. He remember when he had told Newbie to do the same thing on his third day of been an intern.
Almost like history repeating itself… he thought as he watched JD start the battle.
"Lonnie! Get it through the visceral pleura! C'mon!"
Perry gave a faint smile as the heart monitor stopped wailing, Newbie couldn't do it at first either.
JD turned to another nurse, "Run and get a bag of A Positive, this guy is bleeding out!"
The man began crashing again, with the heart monitors wail piercing JD's ears. He made a growl worthy of Dr. Cox as he told Carla, "We can't use the defibrillator, his lung won't take the pressure. We'll have to use cardiac drugs. Carla, I need a central vein catheter!"
JD turned to the other nurse, "Atropine now!"
--
JD ripped off his gloves and threw them in the trashcan. The patient hadn't responded to the atropine and there was no way that they could have used the defibrillator on his collapsed lung.
Shit. Another one gone.
"Bambi?"
JD looked up at the nickname, scowling.
"You need to pronounce him. The family are here too."
My favourite part of my job. Telling relatives about their loss.
JD stepped back into the room with a different perspective. The room smelt like death. He stood over the man he couldn't seem to save with tears threatening to prick his eyes.
"Time of death: 0200."
--
Jordan had returned to pick up Jack but didn't say much and with a flick of her hair, she left abruptly. Perry went back to the nurse's station to see if he could pick up any patients, he saw Newbie almost clutching onto the counter as though it was his lifeline. He was looking particularly drained and his scrubs top was covered in the coded patient's drying blood, his hair flopping into his face.
"Lillian, you are aware that Mrs. Fielding's husband and children are here. And you know what the first page in your How-To-Be-A-Girly-Incompetent-Doctor Manual is? Telling the family, so Joanne, go, now!" Perry ranted, whistling loudly at the end to get the young doctor moving.
JD huffed loudly and stalked off down the hallway with Perry following close behind.
"I'm sorry for your loss." The final part of the "Textbook Doctor Sympathy Speech" had been spoken and JD came out of the room, looking miserable.
"Oh Sadie, I'm sorry that the big mean Dr. Cox made you go through that. Buckle up kid, must I remind you that you are a doctor now." Perry began ranting before realising that JD wasn't even looking at him.
"Hey, Samantha!" He whistled, grabbing hold of JD's arms and tilting his head up.
The look on JD's face was nothing short of misery and his blue eyes had lost their hopeful sparkle they usually held. The older doctor stopped admiring- or rather looking at the younger doctor.
"Newbie? You gonna bother replying?"
"Just fuck off Perry!" JD spat, ripping his arms away from Perry before attempting to escape.
Perry growled, grabbing hold of JD's arm once again and tugged him into the supply closet, locking the door.
"Now, listen here and listen good, Ginger. You can't have a pissy fit for god's sake, did you forget that this is a hospital? Newbie, we have to deal with death all the time so stop acting like the little girl who can't go to prom because the guy she was dating dumped her three seconds ago."
"Maybe I just wasn't cut out to be a doctor." JD whispered, tears beginning to cascade down his face.
"You did no-hot just say that."
"So what if I did? As you said earlier, I am a incompetent doctor. I can barely keep my patients alive."
"Newbie…you aren't. But if you continue the pissy girly ass attitude-"
"You really don't give a damn do you?" JD spat, "There were times I really thought you did. But you aren't bothered about losing patients, you just want to keep up your repetition of been the best damn doctor in this place. When I was an intern, I used to want to be just like you-"
Perry watched his young protégé and his mannerisms. He wasn't been the usual dreamy eyed, innocent, kind and caring doctor he usually was. He'd adopted some of Perry's own mannerisms such as folding his arms.
"Calm down there, Julia. And listen carefully, people die everyday. You can't save everyone and I don't know what they taught you in med school but that is something you are going to have to live with if you want to be a good doctor."
"I am not a good doctor? See this is exactly what I'm talking-"
JD was interrupted by Perry grabbing and pushing him in the wall of the supply closet, the hands he had thrown up when he was grabbed were seized immediately by the elder man and pinned above his head with one hand.
Perry looked JD straight in the eyes.
"Now Newbie, shut up."
Perry roughly pressed his lips against his protégés, and to his surprise, the man responded by pushing his tongue into Perry's mouth. Perry growled as JD accidentally bit his lip and pushed him further into the wall. Perry broke contact with JD's lips and began to gently make a trail of kisses down his neck.
He bit JD's neck and watched fascinated as the skin reddened and began to bruise, his teeth bit down on the same place, making JD stifle a whimper and a trickle of blood came to the surface. Perry shot JD a warning look and their lips collided yet again.
JD felt Perry's warm, soft hands slip under his still stained scrubs and caress the soft skin on his hips. Their tongues slipped together, Perry's tongue stroking the inside of JD's mouth one last time before he pulled away. JD glanced over at him, eyes full of questions.
Perry sighed, letting go of the younger doctors arms and he growled, "Jessica, you better not tell anyone about this."
He turned and unlocked the door, stalking out of it with his white lab coat billowing out behind him. JD did nothing but slide down the wall of the supply closet and touched the lips that had just been kissed by Dr. Perry Cox.
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I'm sorry about my medical lingo. I'm not a doctor, I do law and music. I don't particularly like the way I've expressed JD's character in this first chapter although I hope as time progresses he will get more goofy like his original character. Jordan was quite hard to write too. I'm sorry Turk hasn't made an appearance either but hopefully he will next chapter ;)