AN: Wow Kudos on all the reviews! I'm glad you guys are liking it. So, as we move into chapter 2, which is a little short, sorry about that, there is a bit more JDA and the wonderful JDA that we all love will continue to progress in the story. So please do enjoy.

Chapter 2

Perry gave a relaxed sigh as his head hit the pillow on his couch. Newbie had propped a few cushions under his mentors ankle to keep the leg elevated. The girl had been unusually quiet on the ride over, but he didn't question, no, he just let the silence go on, because he knew all too soon it would be swept far far away likely never to be seen again.

"So, Perry, are you thirsty, hungry, can I get you something?" JD asked, clapping his hands together. "Oh, I could make waffles!"

"Do na-hot start singing the waffles song, Leslie. It would not do any good to have both of us maimed." He tilted his head thoughtfully. "Though admittedly it would probably cheer me up just the slightest bit, but then some how you would probably wind up staying here. Then yet another annoying person could come and watch over us both, and to be honest with you newbie, I'm just not sure I wouldn't go into the bathroom over there and slit my wrists with a razor."

JD smiled and waved him off. "You are such a kidder." He went over and sat on the recliner. "Hey, I was thinking that since we're BBFE's maybe I could come over more often. Maybe like have a guys night. You know drink beer, watch a game, eat buffalo wings."

Cox was already shaking his head. "I have no idea what BBFE's is, but truthfully I don't care and in order to have a guy's night, Joanie, you would actually have to be..well...a guy, and since you are lacking the proper equipment a guys night is rather unlikely."

JD pursed his lips looking slightly confused and just a bit hurt. "BBFE is blood brothers for ever." He quickly went to the kitchen before the older man could reply.

Perry whimpered and put the pillow over his face. He was definitely going to jail for murder one. It was coming. He could feel it in his bones.

The phone rang and he quickly picked it up, grateful for the distraction. "Please, please, please tell me there's an emergency at the hospital and you need JD to come and help, so that he will la-heave me in peace." In reality Perry knew they would have paged the annoying girl in the kitchen, but he could still hope right?

"Oh come on Perry, it can't be that bad," Jordan's voice floated over the phone. "I know the girl is..."

"The devil?" He finished for her. "The bane of my existence, or at the very least the girl whose blood is now running through my veins and trying to dominate me."

"Oh stop whining. DJ, as annoying as he may be, is not going to turn you into the girly man that he is. It's just a little blood and a weekend together."

He whimpered. "Look, I know your monster DNA is immune to, well everything, but I'm human Jordan, human, and there is only so much a human can take before he resorts to desperate measures."

"Yeah, you're fine," She said. "Look I just wanted to make sure you hadn't slaughtered the kid. I've got to go though, the black jack tournament is about to start and the dealer is smokin' hot, so I'm going to let you go now. Okay, buh bye."

"Jordan, Jordan don't you hang up on me!" It was too late. The only he sound he got was the insistent buzz saying there was no one at the other end of the line. "Damn it!" He slammed the phone down.

JD came back into the room carrying a tray of bacon and eggs. Perry had barely noticed the smell, but now that he saw the food is stomach rumbled in approval.

"Here we go," JD said with a smile placing the tray in front of his mentor. "I thought since you were healing and all you might need a little more than just waffles."

"Wow Betty Crocker, and here I thought all you were was a pretty face and a skirt." He grabbed a fork and stabbed some eggs.

JD's face tightened, but Perry didn't notice. "Well, I'm full of surprises." He tried to keep a smile on his face, but sometimes it seemed like no matter what he did, it was never good enough.

While his mentor ate, JD put on 'Cheers'. It was always good for a laugh.

"Aren't you hungry, Jane?" Perry was chewing on a piece of bacon when he noticed the younger doctor didn't have a plate in front of him.

JD gave his best smile. "No, I'm not a big breakfast guy. I'll eat around noon."

Perry nodded. He finished the last few scraps and pushed the plate away. "Not bad newbie. Fifty years ago you would have made a great housewife."

JD gave a false laugh. "You're hilarious BB."

"Yeah, don't call me, ever again." He winced in pain as his thigh muscle tightened.

"Dr. Cox are you okay?" JD asked seriously. He was still a doctor first.

His mentor nodded. "Yeah, just a muscle spasm."

"You want one of your pain killers?" JD started to get off the couch.

"No," He said quickly. JD eased back to his seat. "See newbie there's a game on later, and if I want to drink I'm sure as hell not going to take any pain killers. As a doctor you should know that if I did take a painkiller and drink that I'd probably wind up back in the hospital. More than likely I'd be in a coma, so no, no painkillers newbie."

"Okay," JD replied exasperated. Wanting to pick up the mood, he decided it was time to try out the blood brothers song he had made up in the car on the way home. He stood up and started dancing to the beat in his head.

"We're blood brothers forever, oh yeah! We're blood brothers forever, oh yeah! We're always there for each other, because we are forever blood brothers..."

"Oh my ga-hod!" Perry interrupted. "You are not actually singing about that."

JD clasped his hands on his laps and slowly sat down. "I was just kind of excited because..."

"Look Angela, I don't know if you understand this, but blood brothers exchange blood back and forth," He gestured between the two of them with his index finger. "You gave me blood. I did not give you blood. There for you are a donor and nothing more. We are not now, nor will we ever be blood brothers. In fact I'm honestly thinking about having a treatment of Plasmapheresis to get all of your dirty blood out of my body. Do you get it now Sheryl? We are not blood brothers."

Perry didn't notice JD's hand tighten on the remote. "Yeah, I get it."

"Good, so get rid of all those sentimental ideas in your head." He leaned back on his pillow and started watching TV again, never noticing the subtle frown that lingered on JD's lips.

It wasn't long before Perry fell asleep. JD watched his mentor resting peacefully for a moment before sighing. He grabbed the plate and walked into the kitchen, trying not to feel bad about what Perry had said. It was in his nature. JD couldn't expect him to change, not even after a close brush with death. Dr. Cox was Dr. Cox and there was no changing that, no matter what.

JD cleaned the kitchen and went back into the living room. He tried not to feel annoyed or hurt, but something inside of him had withered and he was tired of being the same JD. He was tired of bouncing back like everyone else. It had taken it's toll on him, but he couldn't let anyone else know that. He was JD, the happy, go-lucky, jokester that everyone looked to for a laugh. Sitting in the recliner he watched TV for a while before falling asleep to a 'Good Time's' marathon.

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