AN: As always I appreciate criticism etc. Hope you enjoy, oh and please review. In this story, Jordan does not appear pregnant half way through Season 2. She just came for a 'little pick me up'.
Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own Scrubs. It belongs to ABC... I think. I do not know I do apologise for inaccuracy. :'( No Fair.
It was a typical day in this hell hole that i work at. Newbie was whining about his new girlfriend, Carla was arguing with Ghandi and Bobbo was kissing the ass of a board member who had recently been admitted. Everything was normal, that is until I saw her. She looked… magnificent. Although I'm not going to be able to be with her, I still watch her every day, hoping for that chance.
Ever since we met at that bar and a buddy of mine decided to dance with her, I just can't seem to be able to think of her the same way. I mean how is it possible that a person that insecure and insane can be so... fun and carefree when she lets her hair down? Oh no, she's walking this way and she has that 'Dr Cox I need your help' look on her face. I casually say "What is it there Barbie?" She chuckles and replies "Your buddy, the one I met at that bar a week ago, said that he was going out of town for the weekend and told me to get his cell number off of you." "Oh did he now? Did he also tell you that I would say that he's not into you?" I reply being the bastard that I am. "What makes you say that?" she asks as if on the brink of tears. "Oh nothing, just the fact that he didn't give you the number himself." I smirk in satisfaction, thinking I've won this little game. She stands there smiling? Then she says "He did say you'd say that also he said that at 3am last night." After that she took her leave, I was dumbfounded. When had she grown a pair? She suddenly seems more… attractive to me? That's not right, is it?
The day goes by and no one bugs me, not even Newbie, which I've got to say shocks me to no end. As I near the door to go home and drown myself in scotch Barbie comes up to me and says, "Hey! You gonna give me that number or not?" I sigh in defeat, too tired to argue, and quickly scribble down the number. "There you go, now please let me leave." She giggles, turns around and walks away. Why does she have to torture me with that ass? Oh that's just not the way I should be thinking about her. I was so frustrated with myself, I walked straight out of the hospital and right into my favourite bar, just to see her? How did she get here so fast? I groan as she starts dancing with this guy. Man can she get any hotter? I stand corrected, she can. Suddenly some random chick walks up to her, I assume they've met before, because in the next second they walk off to the 'sex room'. Wow she really does know how to have a good time. Does she know what she's doing to me? i groan deciding to pick up someone up tomorrow on my day off.
[Next Day]
Oh for god sake, I am just pathetic, I am actually lying in bed thinking of her and dreaming of her. What is wrong with me? I just can't seem to get her out of my head lately. I know I'll go see Carla she'll know what to do, she always knows what to do. As I reach for my phone some jackass knocks at my door. As I groan whilst answering it, I can't believe my eyes, it's Carla. What the hell does she have some sort of Bat Radar? I quickly start to drift off into a daydream, but as quickly as I drift into it, I snap myself out of it. Damn it, I am not Newbie. Get a grip Perry! Oh right Carla's here. "What is it Carla?" I ask pretending not to care. "I had a feeling you were going to need me today, so I switched shifts with another nurse to come down here today." "You can go back to the hospital or whatever it was you were doing. I don't need you." "That's bull Perry and you know it! So what's bugging you?" I sigh in return.
It's not long before I crack. Surprisingly, when it comes to Carla I can't hold my own for very long. So I tell her what's been bugging me, leaving out Elliot's name and the stuff about my buddy. Once I've finished my little story she looks at me with the 'how could you not know what this means?' look. It was her turn to sigh. She simply says "You obviously like this girl, so why don't you get off your ass and do something about it." I chuckle at her, even though I like Carla, she still gets on my nerves sometimes. Just because her and Ghandi are 'in love' she thinks she knows everything about relationships. We spend another couple of minutes discussing this before she has to leave and deal with another problem. Something about Elliot, I stopped listening at the mention of her name. I am so screwed.