What Just Happened? Ch. 3
disclaimer: I don't own Scrubs. It belongs to it's respective owners.
Author's note: As for this and the previous chapters we're just gonna assume that Jordan is on vacation for a while... she'll come into play later. First plenty of J.D. fun though. Sorry it took so long to update.
Elliot walked down the hallway a little disgruntled. She'd just made out with Dr. Cox on an elevator. She'd just made out with Dr. Cox on an elevator!
"Hey Elliot."
J.D. said and popped out from behind a door. Elliot jumped.
"Jesus..."
She muttered and smiled at him.
"J.D. I'm just a little busy right now if you don't mind."
She said and walked around him. He fell into stride with her.
"Come on Elliot. I know you want to tell me something."
He smiled and touched her arm. She turned to him and raised her eyebrows.
"What could I possibly need to tell you?"
She said tapping her foot. J.D. grinned.
"You are hiding something."
He pointed at her grinning slyly. Elliot sighed and raised her hands in the air.
"I'm not hiding anything J.D. Jeez..."
She said and wandered off toward the lunch room. J.D stayed on her tail.
"There's obviously something going on."
J.D said matter of factly and sat down next to Elliot at one of the tables in the cafeteria.
"There is nothing going on! So please stop following me!"
Elliot exclaimed madly and stood up walking away in a huff.
"There's definitely something going on..."
J.D said looking at where Elliot had just been before she'd dissapeared around a turn.
"I hate my life, but everyday I realize I'm just one day closer to dying."
Ted droaned in a monotone voice. J.D looked at him confused.
"When did you get here?"
He asked and stood up. He looked back at Ted once more as he speed walked out of the cafeteria.
"Woah!"
He screamed and tripped falling to the floor.
"Can't you read?"
The Janitor said leaning over him. J.D lifted his head from his lying position as the Janitor put down a sign reading Caution Wet Floor. J.D stood up and dusted himself off.
Elliot sat on the counter while Carla typed something into a computer.
"Carla..."
Elliot said. She was only half whining but she knew that Carla would know something was going on. Carla stood up.
"Alright. Spill it."
Carla said leaning over the counter. Elliot wanted to tell her best friend about everything that had happened but she knew that it was impossible because as much as she loved Carla... she was a gossip.
"Do you think you could get Mr. Swanson for me?"
She asked and bit her nails. Carla was obviously displeased but then she nodded. Then she saw him. Dr. Cox walked down the hallway slowly deliberately. She tipped her head to the side and sighed.
A light surrounded Dr. Cox as he walked down the hallway holding a clipboard in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other. He walked up to Elliot and handed her the flowers.
"Thanks."
She giggled and set the flowers down on the counter. Dr. Cox growled and grabbed her dropping the clipboard. Elliot giggled. Dr. Cox turned her around and dipped her holding her with his arms. Then he pressed his lips against herse hungrily. Carla looked at them and smiled. Elliot popped back up from the kiss.
"I always knew you two were perfect for each other."
Carla said and rearranged some files.
"Barbie!"
Elliot looked at Dr. Cox funnily.
Dr. Cox grimaced and snapped his fingers in front of Elliot's face.
"Barbie! Earth to Barbie! Come in Barbie!"
He slapped her forehead with the palm of his hand gently.
"Anyone in there? Anyone at all?"
He asked.
Elliot snapped out of her fantasy world. Had she just been fantasizing about Dr. Cox. The rudest most annoying, but still sexy, man in the world.
"What?"
She said dazed a little still waking up.
"Glad to see you've woken from your little nap. I need you."
He whistled and walked motioning sharply with his hand for her to follow. She did a blush rising in her face.
I need you. He said I need you. Sure it wasn't in the context I'm thinking but still... He needs me.
Elliot quickly wiped the thought out of her head. It was probably just some patient thing. She knew better then to suspect him of needing anyone. She followed him into one of the rooms and looked around confused.
"There's no patient in here."
She said.
"Wow. You're a quick one aren't you Barbie. Would you like a metal?"
Dr. Cox said and walked over to the window to close the blinds. Small shafts of sunlight streamed through the tiny slits in the blinds. As he stood before it Elliot couldn't help but think he looked kind of menacing.
"What do you want?"
She asked him seriously. She wasn't in a good mood right now and being alone with him just made her more uncomfortable, especially now that he'd closed the blinds.
"Barbie. We need to talk about this weird thing going on between us. I mean come on. You and me?"
Dr. Cox said laughing a little uncomfortable and fake.
"Yeah I mean I'm sweet, cute, and obviously a good person. While you on the other hand..."
She said seriously but there was a playful smile tugging at her lips.
"You better not finish that sentence."
Dr. Cox growled. He made it back across the room in three strides. He was a few feet away from her now. She knew the window and the door were closed but all of a sudden she felt chilly.
"Listen Barbie. This thing won't work I mean... You're young and while I hate to admit it I am getting a bit on the older side."
He readied himself for an insulting blow but she said nothing. She just looked at him.
"Well then that's that."
She said. She was surprised at how trembly her voice was. Why did she care anyway. It wasn't like they were a match made in heaven anyway. He was after all Dr. Cox. Her eyes began to water and she hated herself for crying but still that tear fell out.
"Don't do that!"
Dr. Cox exclaimed and sighed. He raised his hands in the air and brought them back down in a huff. Then he clamped his hands onto her arms.
"Don't cry. I'm bad with crying people, especially women."
He said his hands still tightly clamped on her arms. She faked a smiled and wiped at her eyes.
"Allergies obviously. Why would I cry over something as stupid as whatever this was."
She said and turned to the door.
"Because, it hurts."
She mumbled, answering her own question, when she opened the door and walked out of the room. Then she felt a pull and Dr. Cox had yanked her back into the room. He wrapped his arms around her from behind.
"I'm not a mushy type of guy so let's just not talk you know?"
Dr. Cox mumbled and hugged her tightly.
J.D whistled and started to wave when he saw Elliot walking out of an unoccupied room. He grimaced when he saw the tears peaking at her eyes and then ran over to the door when she was pulled back into the empty room.
It could be a ghost.
He thought rationalizing his curiousity. J.D. looked in the small window but the room was pretty dark for the middle of the day. So he opened the door and his eyes widened at the sight.
"Wow."
He said as he saw Elliot and some guy making out. He couldn't tell who the guy was and didn't have time to check.
The Janitor smiled as he raised his paintball gun and shot. The red paintball shot through the air and hit J.D. right in the leg. He curled over grabbing his leg. The Janitor's eyes widened as he threw the gun into a nearby garbage and whistled walking away.
"Arg!"
Elliot heard someone exclaim from behind herself and Dr. Cox. She pushed Dr. Cox into the bathroom that was connected to the room and turned around.
"Oh my god! J.D. What happened?"
She asked running over to him.
"I think I'm hit."
J.D. joked and held his leg. It had only surprised him. It hadn't really even hurt. What did hurt was the sight of Elliot, wonderful caring Elliot, and her still kiss swollen lips. Damn mystery man.
"Let me help you to a chair so I can check it out."
Elliot said and managed to somehow drag J.D. away from the room long enough for Dr. Cox to slip out unnoticed. She looked at his leg and grimaced.
"That's gonna leave a welt."
She said smiling at him finally.
"No worries though. At least it wasn't worse. It'll heal."
She said and stood up. She gave him one more award winning smile before walking away. J.D. grimaced and sighed.
"But the welt on my heart won't."
He mumbled and sighed again.
(I know cheesey but it's J.D. I mean come on... he's all about the cheese.)