A/N: 1st Scrubs fanfic! May be rated higher later in the series…. I DON'T OWN SCRUBS! The words in bold are J.D's narration. Words in bold are the dialogue.
J.D. walks in front of the hospital. His normal jolliness has been replaced by a frown.
Another day another dollar here at Sacred Heart. And speaking of "heart", mine hasn't really been in the right place right now.
J.D. enters the hospital. He walks down the hallway.
Elliot broke up with me… again. I actually thought we were going somewhere this time. We had been going out for a few months. Meanwhile Turk's been spending time with Carla, so I really haven't been able to rely on him lately. And then good ole Dr. Cox always there to cheer me up.
"Samantha! There you are!"
Dr. Cox handed J.D. a chart.
"A patient came in here this morning with what we believe is going to be Sickle Cell Anemia."
J.D. stood there.
"Do you not get what I want you to do?"
"Not particularly." J.D. said examining the chart.
"I want you to tell him what he has, and if he has a break down, I want you to use all the estrogen up in that body. Re assure him that everything's going to be ok. Give him a motherly hug."
J.D. rolled his eyes.
"Something the matter there Samantha?"
"I was trying to think of a way to say this calmly but I can't so I'm just going to say it. I'm sick and tired of always coming in here to your ass always calling me some girl name or acting like I'm some girl. My name is J.D. Got it bitch?"
A single tear comes down Dr. Cox's eye.
"I can't believe you said that to me!"
Dr. Cox turns around and runs out. J.D. snaps out of his day dream.
"SAMANTHA!"
"Huh?"
"Tell him what he has. I have to go deal with some other things at the moment."
Dr. Cox pushes past J.D.
I really was tired of being called a girl by Dr. Cox, but of course he would always do that to me. I don't know why everything seems to get me so down lately. It's as if everyone I care about isn't here for me and everyone who is here to make my life hell is around twice as long.
The Janitor smiles as he notices J.D. coming up the hallway. He walks over to him. His smile quickly turns into a frown.
"What's the matter with you?"
"Nothing. I don't have time for your little games today. I have to give a patient some news, so could you harass me another day?"
J.D.'s face had a blank expression by now.
"Who is doing it?"
"Doing what?"
"Making you miserable. Who is trying to take MY job?"
"No one. It's just that-"
"So you won't tell me who is messing with you eh? You think they're the better tormentor? I see your game. If you won't tell me, then I'll look for the person myself. Good day sir!"
The Janitor angrily storms off.
Ok, well that was easier than I thought it would be. So far so good. Well here is the room of Mr. Starks.
J.D. enters the room.
"Hi. Are you Mr. Joseph Starks?"
"Yeah. Are you my doctor?"
"Yes. The name's John Dorian."
"Why hello Dr. Doctor Dorian. You can call me Joe."
Alright! This guy seems to be another potential black friend I could have. Don't mess this up.
"So now that we're on nick name basis, I would like to talk to you about what you have."
"Sickle Cell Anemia right?"
"How did you?"
"It's hereditary in my family. Nothing shocking for me. I've been prepared for this day my entire life."
"That's pretty brave of you if you don't mind me saying." J.D. said.
"Thanks." Joe said.
"I mean other than the disease, you're perfectly healthy. So big and powerful looking! You like… sports Joe?"
"Yeah. I like football, and I'm great in basketball."
J.D. clenched his heart.
This is too painful. It's like talking to Turk 2.0 except this guy has hair!
"You're clenching your heart. You ok?" Joe asked.
"Yeah. Just… crappy."
"Well what's wrong?"
"My girlfriend broke up with me, my best friend spends his time with his girlfriend, and I have all the people here breathing down my back, but I also think there is something else going on. Something deeper. Something I can't figure out."
"I understand the feeling. I have my two kids to think about. I don't want to die young because of this disease. I want to be there for them."
"Do you have a wife?"
"We divorced a few months ago. I'm going out with someone named Jamie now."
"Oh!" J.D. said as his face lights up. "So you've got a girlfriend coming up here to see you soon huh?"
"Actually… Jamie's a guy…"
J.D. stares at Joe for a moment.
"Oh. I'm sorry. It's just that I assumed…"
Joe laughs. "It's ok. It doesn't matter. I mean I have no problem opening up about it. It took me a while to realize that I was bi. I don't regret having a family though because I love my kids, but there was no chemistry between me and Maya."
"I… actually understand that." J.D. said.
It felt weird for some reason to say that I understood. Could this be the thing that has been bothering em? Could I possibly be-?
J.D.'s pager goes off.
"Ooh. I gotta go Joe. I'll talk to you later ok?"
"Sure. See ya Dr. Dorian!"
J.D. turns around and exits Joe's room.
A/N: SO what did you think of this story? It's my 1st one, so I know it's probably a little shaky. Please comment! Thanks!