Title: You Two
Summary: JD and Dr Cox realise that they have something beyond friendship.
Pairings: This is not slash. Sorry to the JD/Cox lovers, but I just can never see them like that. Pure friendship within.
Notes: This story is based on the song 'Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own' by U2. It's an absolutely stunning song. And the title is a terrible rip off of their band name.
This idea just came to me listening to this song and I've tried to go along with the lyrics as much as possible. It's skips between JD and Cox's POV's but it's marked clearly enough. I'm still continuing with 'Ignite Your Bones' as well.

'Tough, you think you've got the stuff
You're telling me and anyone
You're hard enough'

1. Some of the Punches

JD's POV

There was something about that night.
Maybe it was a gleam in his eye, or his body language. I didn't know what it was, but it was different. As usual he ignores me and Turk and sits on his own. Drinks alone.
Jordan's out of town. I remember he told me earlier on at work. Gone to visit her mother with Jack and the baby. I don't know if Perry doesn't get on with her that well, but he didn't seem bothered about not going.

Carla and Elliot are spending a girlie night in, looking after Isabella and we'd agreed that next week, we'd switch roles and the girls could go out and we'd stay in.

About half way through our night, Turk got paged and had to go back to the hospital. I was a little bummed out that our night had been cut short but it was one of those things when you were a doctor.

It was probably five minutes after Turk left that I noticed Perry was leaving. I didn't pay much attention to it. I know he's not someone who'd drink and drive. He always walked home if he'd drunk too much, but he always played it safe. Never got carried away with himself and made stupid mistakes. He knew what he could and couldn't do.

So I watched him leave. And just after he went, I saw two other guys leave. And it didn't even click at first. People left bars all the time, why would this be any different? But it was like a bell started ringing in my head. Was this what Spiderman's spidey sense was? For whatever reason, I knew I had to leave right then. Without finishing my appletini, and not waiting for the change from the dollar bills I left on the bar and quickly went outside.

There's was nothing there. Well, there was the usual world there, but nothing out of the ordinary. I'm not sure what I was expecting, some sort of apocalypse maybe? It wasn't there. I'd already paid, my bill and knew I'd look like an idiot if I went back in, so I decided I'd had enough for the night. But it was after I took a few steps that I heard the sound. A strange grunting noise, was the best I could do to describe it. And like a truck hitting me, I realised what the sound was. It was Dr Cox being beaten up by those guys. It was him I could hear.
Without thinking what the hell I was doing, I raced towards the noise. I could hardly register it getting louder, but as I rounded the corner where the bar was, it got very real.

Dr Cox was on the ground as the two guys who'd followed him were kicking him. Luckily, my distraction stopped them momentarily. Of course, I had no idea what I was doing. I wasn't a fighter. I'm not a lover either so I was a little screwed. But I wasn't about to let them carry on. I quickly made my way over, pretty convinced I'd be on my back at any minute and I was pretty much right.

One of the guys launched himself at me, but as I flew towards the ground, guy on top of me, I saw Dr Cox getting back up and catching his guy with what I can only describe as a soprano induces shot to the groin. And even though I wasn't in the best position, I did at least feel better about the fact that my mentor was getting back on top of things. I clambered to my feet as I saw one of the guys limping away, his friend helping him.

Dr Cox looked across to me, a look of anger on his face. "For God's sake, Nancy."

He didn't explain that comment, and I wasn't entirely sure I knew what he was talking about. So I smiled at him, probably looking goofy as hell.

'You don't have to put up a fight
You don't have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you tonight'

Dr. Cox's POV

It had been a pretty decent night. I had no Jordan to bug me at home.

There would, for once, be some peace and quiet there. As Jack was getting older and more independent I had really being looking forward to the things he'd start to be able to do for himself, like turn on the TV in the mornings rather than wake us up, get his own cereal in the mornings and pour daddy a scoth when he asked. And it was all so close and then it's all gone. We have another crying, whiny baby. Not that I didn't love her. I mean, my daughter was beautiful and I couldn't wait for the days when I got to tell her that she wasn't going to leave my house looking like that. Every father's dream.

So the night had been good. Newbie had managed to stay away from me all night, which was a rare blessing. I heard the beeper go off and I watched from the corner of my eye as I saw Ghandi leaving. Damn it! I knew if I didn't make a split pretty sharpish, newbie would make his way over and everyone would see that appletini guy sitting here with me. The scotch and beer guy. The guy who could drink real drinks.

I didn't want to make it too obvious I was leaving because I was scared JD would talk to me, so I waited about 5 minutes. Well, it was about 3 minutes and then I paid the bill.

I thought I was clear. I got out the door, went to the car and then I heard footsteps behind me. When I stopped just short of my car I knew it wasn't newbie. I spun round, looking to see who was there. Two guys I'd never seen before. I know there's no good reason that those two guys are going to be standing there. They don't want to ask me what shampoo I use or where I bought my jacket. And knowing that, I still didn't expect the cheap shot. A hard kick to my stomach and I was bent over in a second. And then it just happened. I could feel them kicking me, but nothing really registered. All I really remember was the moment I went down because I knew right then, I was screwed.

Maybe someone was watching out for me that night because the kicking stopped. Whoever was looking out for me obviously liked to play practical jokes because they sent newbie. Either way, he was a distraction and one of them lunged towards him. I didn't watch that as I used my forearm to make the first ever case of a guy with 'innie' genitals. As he flopped to the floor, his friend looked round. His eyes on me. Could he sense how pissed off I was right now? Not sure. If not, I'd be happy to show him. Seeing the state his friend was in, I guess he knew that I intended to fight dirty.

He backed off, collecting the remains of his friend as he went. When I looked back at newbie, he'd got to his feet.

"For God's sake, Nancy." Was all I could say. Because I knew one thing was certain now.

He'd want to make sure I was alright.

TBC