Title: My Treat
Author: Therm
Summary: Jordan and Perry are having a very serious relationship problem, complicated by Jordan's way of dealing with it
Notes: Takes place after 'Their Story'
Contains spoilers for Season 6!
Brief summary of the incident in 'Their story' that lead to this story. Jordan is talking to Elliot and tells her that while drunk at night, she cut Dr. Cox with a knife while he was asleep. She does it to him twice (he wears a band aid on his arm and later another on his face) and this made me wonder about how stable Jordan is and what this means to their relationship.
Also, it's not been mentioned so far if Jennifer Dillon, Jordan and Perry's new baby, has arrived home from the hospital, so for the sake of this story, I'm going to assume she is home.
Italics denotes a flashback.

Chapter One

"Here you go sweetie." Jordan said as she passed Perry a glass of water and his usual nightly sleeping pills.

"Geez you're keen to get me off to bed tonight." Perry said, taking the glass and pills from her. "Most men would be flattered that you wanted them in bed, but seeing as you know I'm going to be out cold, it does make me feel a little concerned."

"Shut up and get to bed. You've got a nice early shift and I get to stay up all night looking after our screaming, crying daughter."

"The joys of parenthood." Perry said, popping the two pills in his mouth and drinking the glass of water. "You coming to bed soon?" He asked, as he left the sofa and headed towards the bedroom.

"I'll be in shortly." Jordan replied, smiling as she watched him leave.

Once he'd left the room, she made her way over to the various bottles of alcohol that Perry liked to keep out at all times, despite having a young son running around the place. She poured herself a glass of his scotch and made her way back to the sofa, sitting down and enjoying the drink.

As she sat there drinking, the thought crossed her mind. In one way, she knew exactly what she was going to do tonight. She'd already done it a couple of times now and she got some sort of perverse pleasure from it, but she liked to think like she wasn't going to do it. Like it wasn't what she really wanted to do and that she didn't get some kind of release by doing it.

She glanced across at the digital clock displaying the time. She liked to give the pills a good half hour to kick in. Then she'd go in.

"Hey, Dr Cox." JD said as he walked up to the older doctor.

"Princess." Cox said, without looking up at JD.

"I'm just about to head out to the new coffee house that sells those to die for hot sandwiches." JD mentally kicked himself for the 'to die for' comment, far too girlie. "Anyway, just wanted to know if you wanted me to grab you anything?"

Dr Cox looked almost suspiciously at JD. He let the girl talk go, he didn't feel like knocking JD down too much today. "What's good?" he asked, deciding that he could use a break.

JD actually got a cheap thrill that Dr. Cox asked his opinion, even if it was just about a sandwich. "The Emmental and ham is delicious."

"Okay, I'll take one. And a coffee. I'll settle up when you get back?"

"Yeah, no problem... oh, what happened to you?" JD asked, pointing to the band aid on Dr. Cox's forearm.

"Damned if I know." Before he could say anything else, Dr. Cox's beeper went off. Checking it quickly, he looked back to JD. "Gotta go."

JD returned to the staff room, a bag with three sandwiches and a drinks holder with a variety of coffees. Elliot was waiting inside, watching some daytime soap. He'd paged her on his way back with news that food was arriving and she was waiting for him. Her eyes lit up seeing the bag of food and JD gladly dished it out.

"Oh my God, you got two sandwiches for yourself, that's just greedy." Elliot said.

"One's Dr. Cox's."

"Oh, okay. You're not greedy then."

Elliot unwrapped her sandwich and took a bite before she spoke to JD again. "Do you think Dr. Cox and Jordan are alright?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, the other day..."

"Ah, is that coffee I smell?" Dr Cox asked, coming into the room. Elliot immediately ceased the conversation she'd been having with JD, although Dr Cox didn't seem to notice.

"Yeah, here you go." JD said, handing over Dr. Cox's sandwich and coffee.

"How much do I owe you?" He asked as he sat down.

"My treat. I treated Elliot too."

Dr Cox looked across and saw Elliot nod quickly. "Thanks, newbie."

When Perry opened the door to his apartment, he was a little surprised to see Jordan standing there with a glass of scotch.

"Hey, darling. I poured you a drink." She said.

He could tell that she'd had a tipple herself. He moved over to her, taking off his coat and dumping it on the way. He kissed her and could taste the alcohol on her breath and flavouring her mouth.
Moving to the baby's room, Perry went to check on their daughter, who was sleeping soundly. He then checked in on Jack who looked like he had taken every toy he owned and put it on the floor. He played contently, only quickly looking up as his dad looked through at him.

Returning to the lounge, Jordan was now sitting down. The glass she had poured for him was on the table and she now had one in her own hand as she sat waiting for him to come back.

"Coming to drink with me?" She asked.

"Sorry. I've got another early shift tomorrow and I'm going to need to take my sleeping pills. Will you be okay if I do?" He sat next to her, holding her arm with his hand.

"Sure."

"I'll make it up tomorrow. You can sleep all night and I'll take care of the kids. You could even go to that spa the next day and be pampered."

"Great. So are you going straight to bed?" Jordan asked, sounding a little irritated.

"Pretty much. I'm wiped out."

"Night then." She said, coldly.

A loud frantic banging on the door in the middle of the night was never a good sign.

Carla insisted on coming to the door with Turk, she held onto him as he was armed with a baseball bat. He looked through the spy hole.

Sighing in relief, he turned to her. "It's just Dr Cox.". Carla moved in front of Turk and began unlocking the door. Hearing their daughter crying having been woken, Turk headed to her bedroom to soothe her back to sleep.

Carla opened the door to find Dr Cox, cradling his baby daughter and holding his son's hand. Jack was wearing his pyjama's and looked like he'd been woken from his sleep. It was obvious he'd been crying. Jennifer was crying as he gently rocked and swayed her in an attempt to keep her quiet but he was also using a little too much energy, he was on an adrenaline rush and just like having too much coffee, it could give you the jitters.

"I need you to look after the kids for me." He said, handing Jennifer over to Carla immediately. Jack was reluctant to go, but Perry released the child's grip. "Carla will take care of you, okay?"

"Wait, what's going on?" She asked.

"I don't have time right now." He looked at Carla and something in his eyes made her not question him.

Before Carla could say anything else, Perry left again, rushing off down the hall.

Carla looked at Jack who was hiding behind her leg.

"Are you okay, baby?" she asked him, bending down to see his face clearly.

"Mommy hurt daddy."

Turk had entered the room, having lulled Isabella back to sleep. Having heard what Jack said he looked to Carla for an answer. She clearly didn't have one.

"Go with him, please." She asked.

Turk didn't hesitate as he quickly rushed back into his bedroom, pulled on a shirt, some joggers and a pair of trainers and grabbed the car keys. If he could catch up, he'd grab a lift with Dr Cox, but he assumed he'd already have driven off by now. He was surprised when he saw him still sitting in his Porsche, parked haphazardly in the street.

Turk went to the car, Dr Cox watching as he walked up to the door and opened it.

"You need me to drive?" Turk asked.

Perry got out and walked round the passenger side. He fumbled with the door for a second or two, the adrenaline making it impossible for him to keep his hands steady.

Turk quickly got the car started and for a second, a flash came into his head how jealous JD would be right now, but that soon went when Dr Cox spoke to him, asking him to get to his apartment as quickly as possible.

Once he started on his way there, Turk decided he needed to ask some questions. "So what the hell happened?"

Perry rubbed his face with his hands, leaning back before he hung his head low, mostly so Turk would have a tough time seeing his face. He'd have been more comfortable with JD or Carla here, even though he'd never have willingly bought anyone into this situation with him, especially not Carla.

"God dammit if I even know. I guess she was drunk."

"Jordan?" Turk asked to be sure. He glanced across to see a vague nod of the head by Dr Cox. "What did she do?"

A strange sensation made him stir from his sleep. He noticed a weight on top of him.

He opened his eyes, the room filled with light and Jordan was sat across his stomach, making it hard for him to move.

"Jordan, what are you doing?" he asked sleepily.

He then realised what it was that had woken him, as he felt something on his arm. He looked across to see a kitchen knife being dragged across his skin, and just like he'd seen dozens of times before at the hospital, the blood weld up from the cut and bleed over the parted skin. Seeing it happening to him was a hell of a lot nastier and panicking at the situation he found himself in, he quickly moved, jamming the knife into his arm more in an effort to get away.

It was a struggle but he managed to get her off of him. She was yelling, waving the knife around. He could smell the alcohol on her like he had earlier. Her eyes were cold as she fought him. He couldn't grab the knife but he managed to knock it out of her grasp.

She lunged at him without the knife, but he easily managed to grab her.

The rest of it was a bit of a blur. He remembered locking her in the apartment after somehow getting the kids out and miraculously he'd grabbed the keys to the Porsche on the way.

Turk was a little concerned that Dr Cox hadn't told him what happened. He started to wonder what he was letting himself in for and whether he should call anyone else.

The drive to the other apartment wasn't far and he pulled up outside the door. He followed Dr Cox up.

Carla got Jack to lay on in her bedroom while she took care of Jennifer who had turned up the volume in crying since her dad had left her here.

Deciding to check her nappy, Carla laid her down on the changing mat but as she removed her baby grow, she noticed a strange brown tint to her back. Checking the strange colour she used a baby wipe over it and watched as the mark disappeared. She looked at the clothes that Jennifer had been dressed in and noticed the same sort of marking on the clothes.

Panic set in as she realised what it was as she reached across for the phone and dialled Turks number.

"Wait out here." Dr Cox told Turk as he reached for the door.

"No way." Turk protested but before he said anything else, Dr Cox cut him off.

"Look, I have no idea what's going to happen when I go in there and I'm not about to let you go in there when Carla's waiting for you with your daughter at home. So do me a favour and listen out and if you think you need to, call the police, okay?"

Dr Cox made his way into his apartment, closing the door straight away. Turk moved closer listening to anything that might clue him in on whether he needed to call 911 or not.

His phone started to ring quietly and he quickly answered it. "Hello?"

"Baby, what's happening?" Carla asked, fear obvious in her voice.

"Dr Cox had gone into his apartment, I'm just outside."

"I think you need to take him to the hospital afterwards."

"Okay, I'll let you know what I'm doing. I'm gonna go, I'm listening at the door."

"Be careful."

As JD walked into Sacred Heart, he was surprised to see Turk standing at the nurses station.

"...so if you can get that shift covered, hopefully we can back to normal then." He said speaking to Nurse Carter who nodded and went to work.

"Hey buddy, what are you doing here so early?" JD asked his friend.

"I've had about the worse night ever." Turk said.

"What's up?" JD asked, concerned. "Is Izzy okay?"

"Yeah, she's fine. I need a coffee before I go through it all again. Come on." Turk said.

"...So eventually, I went in and Jordan was a mess. She was hysterically crying but at least she wasn't waving a knife around any more. And Dr Cox was just holding her. Eventually, he asked me to drive them here so she could see someone. They think it's post-partum depression. Dr Cox said she's not really bonded with the new baby like she did with Jack."

"So are they okay now?"

"Jordan's got some anti- depressants and they're going to keep her over night to see how she's doing with them. Dr Cox had a few stitches here and there but that was all."

"I wonder where he is now. I think I should see him."

"Oh, and ask him when he's gonna pick his kids up. Carla's got 'em for now, but we have not got the room for three kids at our place."

"Yeah, I'll be sure to mention that." JD said as Turk walked off. He wasn't sure Turk got the sarcasm he used in his voice, but he let Turk get away with that, seeing as he'd been up a while.

It didn't take long for JD to find Dr Cox. Unsurprisingly he was with Jordan in her room. When JD got there Jordan was asleep. He knocked gently on the door and Dr. Cox looked round.

"Why aren't I surprised to see you here, newbie?" Dr Cox said, looking back to where Jordan was asleep. He leant over and kissed her head as he leant forward, then getting up he walked towards the entrance of the room where JD was still standing.

"How's she doing?" JD asked, feeling a little unsure if he should ask the question.

Dr Cox looked at her peaceful form as she slept. The memories of what they went through just hours ago flashed into his mind.

Opening the door, he was was relieved to see the room was empty, but it was short lived as she stormed into the room. Her eyes were bright and shining. The traces of tears were evident on her cheeks and she looked like a trapped wild animal. She paced back and forth, a slight glow to her skin where she was sweating lightly. Much to Perry's distress, she had grabbed the knife again. It wasn't until that moment he realised she hadn't noticed him yet.

The minute she did, she reacted. She lunged at him. Inwardly he cursed that he hadn't phoned 911 himself before he came in, but he was determined as much as possible to keep the authorities out of this. His kids were safe and that was the main thing, he had no real care for his own safety at the moment.

"Where are my baby's?" She asked, a detached tone to her voice.

"They're safe. Carla's looking after them for a little while." He told her.

"Don't you think I can even look after my own children?"

"Of course you can, but not right at this moment. Jordan, I need you to listen to me really carefully. You need to put the knife down, sweetie."

Jordan looked down at the knife as though she wasn't even aware it was in her hand. She stood looking at the knife for a few seconds before shocked realisation hit her as she noticed the small traces of blood on the blade. Almost as though it become white hot she dropped the knife away from her.

"Did I... did I hurt them?" she asked, her voice shaky and weak suddenly.

"No they're both fine. I swear that to you."

"Oh God..."

"Jordan, it's okay. I'm here to take care of you." Perry slowly walked towards her.

"It was you wasn't it?" She said regretfully.

"Baby, I promise you it's okay." Perry said. He was next to her now. She reached out and touched his arm gently. She pulled the sleeve up his arm, revealing two of the raw red cuts she'd made on his arm. He put his hand over hers, moving her arm away from his as the sleeve fell back into position, covering the abuse his body had taken. "Listen to me, how ever you're feeling- it's okay."

"But I'm scared."

JD listened as Dr Cox told him what happened, in a clinical, detached way. But as soon as he told him how scared Jordan said she was, he snapped back to reality. JD could tell that her vulnerability in that moment had touched him so much. It was a little daunting when you truly realise how much someone means to you. Maybe you can never really get there unless you realise how easily you can lose them, but seeing Dr Cox and the way he was looking over Jordan, he knew that was how he was feeling right then.

In some ways it was the same way JD felt when Dr Cox was depressed after his patients died. That feeling of seeing someone you care about hurting so much that they'll do anything to escape that pain, it was something that was powerful when you accept it. It was damn scary too, because there's always that worry that now you have accepted that love you have for them, that when the worse does happen, you just won't be able to accept it, but to know that you love that person unconditionally, despite their faults, despite the way they may treat you sometimes, despite anything that they may ever do; that was when JD knew his life was worth living and he was pretty sure that was how Dr Cox was feeling right at that very moment.
JD watched as Dr Cox instinctively moved a little closer to her.

"God dammit, newbie. I love her so much. I never tell her. I should have done something. I should have been able to see this coming. She should never have had to feel like this."

"You can't blame yourself. The truth is, she didn't want you to know and although it was crazy, when she needed you, she let you know."

"Strangely that doesn't make me feel better."

"It won't. She's the only thing that can make you feel better right now. You two are two of the strongest people I've ever met. And together... you're unstoppable. It might not feel like it right now but you will be fine. Both of you. All of you."

Dr Cox rubbed a hand across his face as he frowned deeply. "I gotta sort the kids out."

"Carla's looking after them for now. I can switch some of my shifts and I'll take care of them."

"You'll take care of a new born baby?"

"I've had practice. I've looked after Isabella. Look, if I get stuck, I can call you or Carla. It just means you can focus all you have on Jordan."

"You'd do that for me?" Dr Cox asked, even though he knew JD would.

"It's not a problem."

JD clapped a hand on Dr Cox's shoulder as he walked away.

Sighing, Perry walked back into Jordan's room, sitting back on the chair by her bed.

He was surprised but also relieved when he saw her eyes open. She looked across to Perry.

She spoke without a smile. "That's the problem."

"What? Newbie?" Perry asked, confused.

"He's in love with you."

-The End-

AN: What do you mean, an awful place to end it. Mwahahahahahahahahahaha!