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JD strolled through the corridor of Sacred Heart, humming to himself. The day had started fine. A few years past he would have considered it to have started terribly, he had slept through his alarm clock, the water in the shower had been freezing cold and he'd managed to drive half way to work before realising he wasn't wearing a tee-shirt.

But, after all that he knew could happen when he worked in the hospital, it had started fine.

"You have to tell him Elliot, he deserves to know the truth."

"Ooh a secret!" Carla glared at him from behind the nurses station and Elliot jumped at the sound of his voice, shooting a nervous glance towards Carla.

"This has nothing to do with you Bambi."

"Oh come on; tell me what the secret is, or at least tell me what it's about!"

Carla folded her arms across her chest, "feminine sanitary products."

JD tried not to gag, "I don't think I want to know the secret anymore."

She smirked; "Didn't think so."

"Carla… are you sure that I should…?"

"He has a right to know. And the sooner you tell him, the easier it will be."

Elliot nodded, "I guess I'll better be going then. See ya later JD." She left, leaving JD still trying to remove the images of feminine sanitary products from his head.

"You've got a patient." Carla handed him a chart and he looked at it, it was a simple case, nothing that would take up too much of his mental capacity. He walked a step away before realising something.

"Hey Carla, why is Elliot talking about fem… femi… those things to a guy?"

She paused for a moment, "she's talking to someone undergoing a sex-change."

"But the heshe still wouldn't need to use them…"

"Maybe he just wants to pretend to be a woman!" She was snapping and looking flustered, "I need to get to work." She grabbed a chart of her own and walked away.

JD shrugged, walking down the corridors again to get to his patient's room when he saw Elliot standing next to someone. He ducked down behind a cart so that she wouldn't see him and saw who she was talking to.

"The janitor wants to become a woman?"

He stopped talking, trying to listen in on their conversation. "I have a secret that I need to tell you."

"Yeah?"

"You remember that time, around five months ago when we ran into each other and got a bit drunk and…"

The janitor got a far away look in his eyes before nodding; "yep, remember it well."

"Well… I'm pregnant."