Good day: I'm updating twice in one day!! Woooot!! I just get too excited about some of my stories.
Thank you, my reviewers, gottaluvscrubs, and JDElliotForever. It didn't take long for you guys to review my previous chapter...
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JD walked back to the corner farthest away from the janitor, and looked tiredly back at the older man, "I really don't want to play your games right now, okay? Could you just make the elevator start working again? Please?" he pleaded.
"I'm telling the truth. I didn't make it stop working. Someone will figure out that it's broken soon though, I'm sure..." the janitor assured him, smiling.
JD sighed, "do you at least have a phone on you? A cell phone? Mine is in the doctor's locker room... So is my pager..."
"Do you think I have a cell phone?" the janitor asked.
"I don't know! That's why I'm asking you!" JD said, raising his voice.
"No. I don't," the janitor asked, "you don't have to be a jerk about it."
"I'm being a jerk?" JD argued, "just leave me alone," he said, sitting down on the floor of the elevator, leaning his head against the wall and closing his eyes.
"You're kind of grouchy today..." the janitor noted.
JD looked up at him, "I'm grouchy today? Am I? I wonder why... Maybe it's because I've been working ALL DAY, while the entire time I've felt like dying. I've been waiting all day to get home, so I can finally go to sleep, and now that I've finally gotten off work, you have to go and mess with me again."
"Fine," the janitor said, looking disappointed, "I'll just leave you alone over there in your special grouchy doctor bubble."
"Good," JD said, closing his eyes again. He felt as though he could probably fall asleep right then and there, leaning against the wall...
Apparently JD had managed to fall asleep, because before he knew it he noticed that he was waking up. He looked over to where the janitor had been, but he wasn't there any longer. He looked around, but the janitor didn't seem to be in the elevator at all.
Perhaps it had started working again, and the janitor had simply left him there?
JD stood up, but immediately felt dizzy and his head throbbed. He slumped back down. He would just sit there for a moment and wait until he felt better and would try again...
"Hey, scooter?" he heard the janitor's voice... It sounded like it was coming from the ceiling... JD looked up. Sure enough the janitor had taken off one of the ceiling tiles and was looking down from the hole it had created, "you alright?"
"I'm fine," JD said, "what are you doing up there?"
"Trying to figure out why the elevator stopped," the janitor answered.
Was he really? JD wondered, Did that mean that the janitor really wasn't responsible for the elevator breaking down?
"How long was I asleep?" JD asked.
"Don't know... about half an hour maybe," the janitor responded.
JD nodded, "didn't you climb down the elevator shaft before? I mean, couldn't you just climb up the same way you climbed down that one time, and tell someone that the elevator is broken?"
"It's a lot easier to climb down than up," the janitor told him.
JD nodded again. He felt completely awful. He wanted to just go to sleep for a few days straight. He was shivering quite a lot by this point, as he likely had a fever. Even just sitting up was making his head throb. He laid down on the elevator floor, trying anything at all to make himself feel even slightly better.
"Seriously, are you alright?" the janitor asked again, "you look kind of like you're dying."
"I'm fine," JD said again, "I think I just have the flu."
"Hmm. The flu sucks," the janitor said.
JD looked up at him, "I know. Do you know how to fix the elevator yet?" he asked, trying to get the janitor to hurry up and fix their problem instead of talking to him.
"Nah," the janitor answered, "I don't think it can be fixed from in here. You might want to move; I'm coming back down there."
Before JD had time to move, the janitor jumped back down into the elevator, almost landing on JD, who was quite tense, "why didn't you wait for me to move? You almost landed on me!"
"I didn't though," the janitor said.
JD frowned and wrapped his arms around himself as he continued to shiver. Every time he got the flu it always seemed like he was dying. He wondered if he was just over-reacting, or if somehow he just got worse symptoms than normal people did.
The janitor looked concerned. He started rummaging through a bag that he had with him. This caused JD to become interested in what the janitor was doing. What was he looking for? JD, trying to move as least as possible, looked over to where the janitor was standing.
The janitor pulled a coat out of the bag, "here," he said, walking over to JD who involuntarily shrunk back away from him.
JD just stared up at the janitor, not moving to take the coat from him.
"Come on," the janitor urged, "you're shivering. Just put the coat on. I've had the flu before, so I know that you'd probably like to cover up with something to keep warm."
JD was extremely nervous, "no thanks," he said, not knowing what the janitor was panning... Had he put spiders in the coat?? Or maybe dry ice?! He definitely wasn't putting it on.
"Come on. Why won't you ever just let me be nice when I decide to be?" the janitor asked.
"It's no big deal," JD urged, "I'll be fine."
The janitor took another step toward JD, who couldn't help but look completely terrified, "you're still shivering... I'm just trying to be nice."
"Well... don't. It's scary," JD blurted out.
"Oh, so you don't want me to be nice to you?" the janitor asked.
JD frowned, "no! I do want you to be nice... but since you never are, I can't trust you, so when you do try to be nice, I am not sure if you're just trying to trick me."
"That is true," the janitor agreed, "you can never be sure if I'm just trying to trick you..."
They both looked over at the elevator's phone as it started to ring. Since JD was laying on the floor, the janitor managed to reach the phone first.
"Hello?" JD listened to the janitor talk into the phone, "he's not here right now. Can I take a message?"
"Who is it?" JD asked the janitor, "are they asking for me?"
The janitor sighed and handed JD the phone.
"Hello?" JD asked.
"Hey, Newbie," Dr. Cox said on the other end, "are you trapped in the elevator?"
"Yeah! That's what I wanted to tell you before. That's why I called, but you unplugged the phone. I tried to tell you-" JD answered.
"Woah, slow down there, Marissa," Dr. Cox interrupted, "I thought you were just being annoying, but then I noticed that none of the elevators are working."
"So, are you going to get someone to fix it?" JD asked, his voice sounding as though he was panicking.
"Of course we are," Dr. Cox answered, "even though it would be funny to keep you stuck in there with the janitor, as doctors and such at a hospital... we kind of need elevators."
"How long do you think it will take?" JD asked.
"I don't know," Dr. Cox answered, "I'm not an elevator expert. Oh, and Kelly?"
JD sighed, "yeah?"
"Are you sick? I noticed you looked like hell today, and that you sound like you're about to die of a panic attack. Now, I know that being a little girl stuck in an elevator with a big scary man is probably scary for you, but you need to just stay calm... honestly," Dr. Cox said.
"Was that a question that you wanted an answer to, or are you just ranting?" JD asked.
"I already know the answer. I think you've got the flu. If you do, you need to stay home until you get better, kay?" he responded, "now I'm going to let you two get back to your slumber party."
JD heard the phone hang up. He handed the phone back to the janitor, but the janitor just frowned back at him, "I'm not your phone boy. You hang it back up."
JD painfully pulled himself off of the floor and crawled over to where the phone belonged, and put it back in place. Then he laid down on the floor again, "I think I'm dying," he said quietly.
"Aww, come on. You're over-reacting..." the janitor said, "want some pain pills?"
JD looked over to the janitor, as he took some bottles from the bag he had been carrying, "is that even your bag?" he asked, "those are prescription meds... What are you doing with them?"
"Don't know," the janitor said, "you want them or not?"
JD shook his head, "no, I don't want them."
"Fine," the janitor said, "what do you want to do while we wait for the elevator to start back up?"
"What do I want to do?" JD repeated, "how about nothing? ...I think I'm going to pass out."
"Really?" the janitor asked.
JD nodded just as the world around him faded into darkness.
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Woooooot!! Like always, I'm making this up as I go... so I appologize in advance if I accidently screw it up... I was going to only write 2 chapters, but I need to write more, methinks.
