Author's Note: Well, here I go again! Three different POV's here!

WARNINGS: slash, OC's, and a flashback. :P

ENJOY. X3


"Don't be so scared, Newbie. We don't even know if this is really happening. I'm going to get someone to inconspicuously cover both of our patients and I'm going to question everyone on what they know about it, okay?"

I could feel myself nodding numbly, too distracted to answer properly. Had I really just sobbed my heart out into Dr. Cox's shoulder and he held me? For some reason, that feels more comforting than anything he was saying. That worries me a bit.

"Bobbo, can Newbie stay in here with you today? I don't want Lurch to find him."

I began to panic. I did not want to leave Dr. Cox's side. The thought made me sick. I was untouchable when I was near him, and I do not want to ruin that.

"No!" I said, a little louder than I meant to. Dr. Cox stared at me, waiting for an explanation. "I mean, uh, I'd... rather come with you," I sighed. Now he's gonna call me a girl and storm out. Good going, JD.

He stared at me for a second before nodding. My heart leaped. Maybe I can get through the rest of the day just being called Newbie.

Suddenly, Carla was walking toward the door, Turk and Elliot tagging behind her. I groaned quietly, making Dr. Cox smile. "I can falsely page her a code if you want," he whispered. Smiling slightly, I nodded. He seemed surprised for a moment before grinning and stepping behind me. Through the window, I saw Elliot freeze, pull out her pager, and yell out 'Frick!' before turning around and running the other way. All three of us-- Dr. Cox, Dr. Kelso, and myself-- broke into fits of hollow laughter.

It's not that I don't like Elliot, I just know what she was going to do; freak out, hug me, try to compare this to something from her deranged childhood, fall silent, and try to blame this all on Dr. Cox. Especially me crying. That's just how she works.

Carla and Turk came in, locking the door behind them. Carla flashed Dr. Cox a glare, but she softened when her gaze fell on me. "You okay, Bambi?" Her voice was tender, motherly. I nodded, glancing beside me at Dr. Cox. She smiled knowingly at me, to which I cocked my head. Confused, I turned my attention to Turk. His eyes were full of questions, but he doesn't speak. Carla must not have explained, but from my red face and Dr. Cox's wet shirt, he must have known that it was important.

"Oh, for Pete's sake, Gandhi, speak!" Dr. Cox's tone startled me. It was so different from the way he had spoken to me a minute ago. I looked over at him and he looked back, meeting my eyes. His eyes widened and he looked away quickly. This surprised me and I found myself unable to stop looking at him.

"Dr. Cox?" I whispered, careful that no one else could hear me. Not that they were paying attention. Turk was pumping Carla and Dr. Kelso for information.

He still avoided my eyes. "What, Nancy?" he growled, sounding almost angry.

Shocked and strangely hurt, I tore my eyes away to stare at the floor. "Nothing..." I mumbled, trying not to let my feelings show in my voice.

"Bambi?" I looked up to see Carla standing in front of me. Turk and Dr. Kelso were arguing and Dr. Cox was standing with his arms crossed beside me, pretending to watch them. I knew he was actually going to listen to me and Carla. "Bambi, are you really okay? When I left, you were crying so hard, and now you look as if someone," she glanced at Dr. Cox, "hurt you."

I sighed. "Carla, I'm fine. Just a little shaken up. And don't look at him like that, he's done nothing but save my ass all night."

She raised an eyebrow at my tone. "What do you mean?"

"Well, he pulled me into a closet to hide my from the janitor, reported it to Dr. Kelso, held me while I cried without mocking me for it, and has agreed to let me accompany him around the hospital while he questions people. Oh, and he got rid of Elliot."

Dr. Cox snorted at that last one, but I noticed a light blush on his cheeks. I stored that information for later.

"Sounds like love," Carla smiled.

My jaw dropped and Dr. Cox stared at her incredulously. She just laughed. "I was kidding. You guys look like you need to laugh, and I thought it was funny. Calm down."

"Well that's not funny, Carla!" Dr. Cox said, disbelief and embarrassment causing his voice to raise slightly in pitch.

"Yeah, Carla, what the hell!" I said frantically. Love. Yeah, right. I felt the need to slam her into the wall.

She laughed again and walked over to save Turk from Dr. Kelso, who looked as though he was going to kill my Chocolate Bear. Dr. Cox shifted uncomfortably before turning to face me. I looked at him curiously, still stinging from his tone earlier. He watched me for a second before opening his mouth. "Newbie, I've changed my mind. Either stay here or stay with Carla, but don't follow me."

That panic is becoming too familiar for my own taste. "Because of what she said? She was joking!" I cried out, searching his face for any emotion. I saw nothing. "Please, Dr. Cox, I don't feel safe here! I know he wouldn't touch me if I was with you! I'm scared, Dr. Cox, please!" Panic seems to like making me look like a girl.

He glared daggers at me. "Be a man, Newbie!" he snarled, pushing past me. He opened the door and walked out, slamming it behind him. I gaped the door, feeling tears start to build up again.

"Oh, Bambi..." Carla said quietly from behind me. Suddenly, all of my shock turned to anger. I rounded on her, scorching her in a glare. "This is all your fault!" I screamed. "Now that lunatic is going to kill me!" Tears flowed in thick streams down my face and I don't know if they were created out of fear, hurt, or anger. All three, I think.

I turned to storm out of the room, ignoring the scared look on Carla's face.

"Vanilla Bear, where are you going?" Turk asked, both angry and worried.

"To find Elliot!" I wrenched the door open and slammed it behind me. Several interns looked at me in curiosity, but no one approached me. I quickly turned and walked down the hall, ignoring all of the questioning glances.


Why I got angry at Newbie, I'll never know. When he looked at me and our eyes met... I saw something there that I have never seen before, in anyone's eyes. Behind all of the fear, I saw something that scared me. I don't know what it was or why it made me react the way I did, but I knew that this will have repercussions.

As I slammed Bob's door, I felt regret sneak up on me. I was unable to walk any further away from Bobbo's office than a few patients' rooms away. Leaning against the wall, I took deep breaths and tried to calm myself down. I jumped when I heard a door slam and craned my neck to look down the hallway. There was Newbie, red faced and scared, walking briskly Bobbo's office. I immediately spun around and walked after him, straining to keep my footsteps from being heard. I didn't want him to see me and want to talk. Or worse, run away.

What is that idiot doing anyway? Lurch could easily grab him now. As much as I try to deny it, I know JD is in real trouble. Jumpsuit's done things in the past that should have gotten him kicked out of here and yet he was still here. No one's stood up to him. When I heard him talking to that idiot in the cafeteria yesterday, I knew something was up.

"I have had it with that idiot!" the janitor growled. "It's time I did something to get rid of him permanently."

'Idiot? Newbie?' I thought, turning my attention from my shitty lunch to the two people standing near me. Careful to remain inconspicuous, I listened.

"What'd he do this time, man?" asked Troy, the incredibly stupid cafeteria worked that Lurch was talking to.

"He looked at me funny while I was mopping," came the simple reply. I clenched my jaw so it wouldn't fall open in disbelief and give me away.

"And you want to kill him for that?" Confusion colored his tone.

"Frankly, yes," Lurch said, as if it was so very easy to understand. "He's bothered me for too long. I'm going to knock him out and bury him alive. I'll make sure he has enough air to stay alive, but just barely. He'll either slowly suffocate or go insane. Both work for me." He grinned maliciously.

"Why not just kill him?" Troy's eyes sparkled with flecks of blood lust. This worried me.

"I want him to suffer like I have."

"You've gone insane, haven't you?" I asked, letting it be known that I was eavesdropping. If he was serious, he might call it off now that he knows someone knows. At least, I hope he will.

"A little bit. Hey, seeing as you hate Scooter also, wanna help?" It was a genuine offer. That sickened me a little.

"Uh, no thank you. First of all, I do not hate Newbie. Second, I am not a murderer. I'm afraid I'll have to decline." I got up immediately and stalked out.

"Suit yourself," he shrugged, turning back to Troy. Both of them were smiling dangerously. I had a sinking feeling that this wasn't over.

Shaking my head, I wiped away the memory. I needed to go question people. Now. I can't waste time following JD around. Someone else needs to do it for once.

"Perry." The voice made me freeze, revulsion growing like a pit in my stomach. I turned and winced. So it is her. God hates me.

"Jordan." I tried to keep all emotions out of my voice but some disdain snuck in. Oh well.

"So, Perry, where're you heading? Off to beg a nurse to give you a quickie? Well, Per-Per, I think you'd have better luck with one of the corpses." Ah, Jordan. Gotta love her. Suddenly, a light bulb shocked me, rocking my body with an idea. A brilliant one.

"That's nice Jordan, but I do need something from you. Help, really."

"Really? And why should I help you?" Her eyes glowed evilly. She loved to make me squirm for favors.

"Not me, Jorderoo, Newbie." I suppressed a grin when her eyes flashed with concern. It was momentary, but it was there.

"DJ? What's wrong with him?" She struggled to keep her worries out of her voice and failed. It seems even she-devils have soft spots for those doe eyes of JD's. I think everyone does, really.

I explained everything that was going on and inwardly smiled at her mounting concern. I asked her to follow JD around and held my breath. Please, Jordan, please.

She stared at me a second before answering. "Okay, Perry, but you have to do something for me in return." Her eyes glittered and she smiled mischievously.

I narrowed my eyes. "What?"

She grinned. "Say his name."

This caught me by surprise. "Newbie's? Why?"

"Just do it. That's all you have to do and I will babysit DJ for the day." She stared into my eyes, boring holes into my head. I considered asking why she was looking at me like that but thought better of it.

Taking a deep breath, I opened my mouth to say it, but froze when an image of JD swam into view. It was in his first week. The day I helped him with his first real code. He was terrified, staring at the dying man in horror. I gave him encouragement, the push he needed. When he finally got the tube in and saved the man, his eyes lit up so beautifully. His huge, goofy grin was blinding. At that moment, he became a doctor. At that moment, I became his mentor. "JD," I said quietly, that memory burning in my mind. The look in his eyes on that day matched the look earlier today almost perfectly.

She smiled. "Okay, I'll do it." She turned and began walking away. I wanted to stop her, to question her, but I felt numb for reasons I didn't understand. When I finally got my legs working, I set out to find Ted.


As much as I loathe Perry, I do enjoy seeing that look in his eyes. I'm glad he feels love again. Especially since I can torment him for loving who he does, as soon as he realizes he does, that is. He's such a girl.

Speaking of which, where is DJ? The little moron is moping around with a psychopathic janitor on the loose. I didn't think he could be that stupid. Isn't he supposed to be a doctor? I rounded a corner and spotted him talking with Blondie. She must be consoling him after his and Perry's little tiff. I must ruin that. "DJ!" I waved, grinning.

He jumped in surprise and stared at me. "Hey Jordan..."

Elliot was a little more enthusiastic. "Jordan, hi!"

"Yeah, hey..." I muttered, moving to sit in between them. I did not need Blondie distracting me. "Hey, Elliot, I think Carla's looking for you," I said, hoping it was convincing enough. She immediately jumped up and ran off. Jeez, DJ must be a huge bore to talk to.

I turned and smiled at him. He rolled his eyes and stood up to walk away. My eyebrow climbed but I grabbed his arm. "Sally, wait."

He sighed and sat back down. I narrowed my eyes. Don't give me attitude, little girl, or I'll... "What do you want, Jordan?" His tone screamed 'leave me alone' but the relief in his eyes said otherwise. But why was he... oh, right. Jumpsuit would never touch him with me around.

"Well, Sally, P--Turtlehead told me what was going on. Now, as much as I hate you, I still don't want you murdered. So, I shall tag along as a bodyguard until you can find some balls and go talk to Perry."

He snorted. "Why should I go talk to him? He's the one who ran out yelling." He looked down at the floor and growled weakly. So he wasn't really angry. He was hurting. I tried to dig deep and find some sympathy, but couldn't quite get it. Maybe I'll try guilt. Yes, I'm good at that.

"Look, DJ, you're not the only one who's scared, you know. Perry is too. He would never admit it, but he does care about you. You know how he is with emotions. Now stop being a girl and cut him a break."

He looked up at me and I could already spy sparks of guilt burning in his eyes. "I know, Jordan." His eyes skirted around the hall for a moment, checking if we were alone. This peaked my interest. He leaned in close and whispered, "He hugged me, you know. Without me asking or anything." I didn't have to fake my shock. "I know! I could barely believe it either. You see, I was close to breaking down and he asked me if I wanted a hug. I figured he was making fun of me, so I didn't do anything. Then he just pulled me into him. The I--"

"Wait! I want to see it." I grabbed his arm and took off for the security room. He stumbled behind me, looking around anxiously. I glanced back at him, still running. "DJ, what're you--" I ran into something. Groaning, I grabbed my head. "Ow." I looked up to see what I had run into.

Or rather, who.

Beside me, DJ was trembling like a cold chihuahua.

"Hello Scooter."

Shit.


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