Ha ha! I couldn't help myself I just had to. JD/Cox If you don't like then don't read.
OH I don't own scrubs to bad on with the fic!
Escape that was the only thing that would work now, I am far beyond repair, and it's all their fault. If they just would've asked why none of this would of happened. I'm not just blaming everything thing on them it really is their fault!
The door to the supply closet suddenly swung open.
"Who the hell is smoking in here? Do you not realize you can't smoke in a hospital dumbass-newbie?"
"Umm D-Dr Cox! I didn't hear you coming. I was j-just getting some tounge depressors. Yeah tougne depressors!" 'Smooth JD he'll so believe that
"Like hell you where Betsy! God what are you smoking?"
"N-nothing Dr Cox!"
"You've been the one stealing the medical pot. God why the hell you newbie? Your one of the overly happy people I know."
"Dr Cox you asked why."
"Yes now god dammit answer me."
So I did. I told him how my fathers used to beat me, how high school was hard as hell to even get the courage to go. I told him about my collage professor, Mr. Hennery, sexually harassed me and lastly about all my bad relationships. The only thing is he fell asleep, so I told him the one thing that he didn't know.
"Dr Cox I love you."
"God Sabrina Could you make this anymore awkward?"
"I-I just! I thought you where asleep! I sorry!"
"I wasn't done talking! I think I just might love you too.
The best part of this is we didn't come out of the closet for quite awhile. That is if you catch my drift!
Ahh I'm sorry! That might have been the most posed sappy thing I ever wrote or read! Hope you liked!