No Promises.

A/N: Hiya, I'm back!

: Everyone runs screaming:

Oh, fine.

Thanks for the fantabiolous reviews! They really cheered me up 'cause I'm really miserable 'cause my best friends Carys and Nicole have gone to a grammar school. I failed the test by 3. I blame the food poisoning I had at the time! Jason's helped cheer me up to! Flowers AND a diamond necklace. Yes, we are 13. And, no, we're not engaged twenty year olds pretending to be at school lol. XD

Oooh, and Aly the spy...Chill dude/dudette! I'm not going to kill JD; he's way too hot! No, Jason's not buggared about me saying that. He knows that I'm in love with five different actors plus him and he just teases me about it lol. David Tennant, Drew Fuller, Joe Flanigan, John Barrowman and Zach Braff are the best actors ever: Worships:

I need to get a life and shut up about the blokes I love lol.

x-X-x

(Elliot)

Even in his semi-conscious state, I still think J.D is beginning to struggle with the pain in his arm and I'm pretty sure that there is an infection settling in. He's burning up and I've seen him favour other places of his body other than his arm. He's sweating profusely and is pushing his head back against the wall; his face screwed up... gasping for breath. I wish someone would come and find us soon. I'm not sure how long JD can put up with this. I don't think he's weak. Actually, I'd have been screaming hysterically and begging to be freed by this point had I been in his shoes.

"Barbie!" Dr. Cox is shouting to me again, "I need to know exactly where the piece of metal is, how long it is, how far in it is and anything else that is wrong with him."

I breathe in deeply and look closely as to where the metal is. I place my hand on his leg partly for comfort... partly to let him know I am there... and partly 'cause if I didn't put my hand somewhere I'd fall straight into him and I don't want to see the consequences of that. I can actually feel him shaking under my touch.

"Hang in there, J.D, we'll get out of here soon." I whisper to him. I desperately want to provide something helpful to him, "Just hang on a little while longer, you've managed this far, just hold on."

He nods to acknowledge I've said something, his face still screwed up and still pressing against the wall. It was a very awkward, small nod. I smile sympathetically and study exactly where the rod is.

"What're you doin'?" he whispers, slurring his words.

"Dr. Cox asked me to tell him where you're hurt." I say back, keeping my voice relatively gentle, but not so gentle it screams ' You're a dead man, we must talk gently and be careful near you!'.

"Dr. Cox... s'not here..."

"He's on the floor below us."

J.D nods, but I can tell he hasn't got a clue what I'm on about.

"Dr. Cox!" I call down, loud enough for him to hear me.

"Geez Barbie, it took you long enough!" he shouts back.

"Sorry," I mutter, then shouting back down to him I carry on, "It's about halfway between his collar bone and elbow... it's all the way through then it's gone into the wall... not sure how far. It's long enough to have come through the ceiling and I have no idea how long it is... err... Oh and I think that an infections settling in too."

There was a pause... then, "There was only two bits of halfway helpful information there. Is he awake?"

I look over to J.D; his eyes are screwed shut but I can tell he's just awake.

"Just barely."

I hear him mutter something then, "Does he have a temperature?"

I place my hand against his head and he turns his face slightly into the coolness. I don't know whether or not to be insulted by this.

"I already mentioned he was burning up and it's getting worse."

I can almost hear Dr. Cox's brain ticking, "Cool him down best you can. We're going to get you out of there. God knows how we'll do it or how long it'll take, so don't either of you dare dying on me."

"Right. Got it." I say to him, and then looking back at J.D, I silently add:

No promises though.

x-X-x

Five minutes later and I'm leaning across J.D with a wet piece of my sleeve that I cut off and wiping his face down. If I keep removing clothing, I'll end up half-naked by the end of this. I sit back again and pour more water out of the bottle onto the material, then lean back over his legs to carry on wiping his face. It doesn't seem to have much affect on the fever but it does seem to soothe him slightly as he continues to turn his face into the coolness of the cloth. He seems more relaxed than I'd ever seen him in this situation so far and I feel as if I've accomplished something here. He's still grimacing every so often but it wasn't nearly as intense as before.

I seriously think he may fall asleep. I suppose he shouldn't really, but after all he's been through, I think he deserves it. It was silent as I watched J.D gradually drift off until I hear a shout from below; causing him to jerk in surprise and hiss sharply as he pulls on his arm.

"Barbie! Newbie!"

"Doctor Cox?"

"Barbie, we're going to get you out. Just wait a little bit longer."

"How long is longer?" I ask nervously.

"Not that long. Just stay alive and do whatever you guys do in your spare time."

"This isn't exactly spare time."

"Well, what is it then, Einstein?"

I pause, and then I say, "It's the waiting game."

Thank God Dr. Cox didn't hear me, he would never stop getting at me for it.

x-X-x

This game sucks. I hate having to wait. Whether it's for test results or Christmas I still hate waiting. J.D's gone. Not gone as in 'he's dead' gone, but gone as in... well... out of it really. He hasn't moved in seven minutes now. He's going to be stiff when he wakes up. Shock! Horror! I never saw that coming! Well, he hasn't not moved at all, 'cause he has been mumbling a lot... but other than that. I'm bored. Worried. Tired. Stiff. When I get anywhere near a bed I'm going to collapse on it and scream into a pillow. Mmm that sounds nice...

x-X-x

(J.D)

I'm floating really randomly inside my own head. Man this is weird. It's almost like I can see memories... Oh, I like that one... Oooh, that's good! I so wanna do that again! I... Oh no! No no no no no! Do not want to see that again... Moving on... moving on... There we go. This seriously is weird. I wonder if this is like one of those out-of-body experiences... within my own head... Maybe not then. What the... I'm not making any sense whatsoever. What's happening? What's happening around me or to me? Around me because I can hear murmurings of voices around me and touches every so often... my leg... my hand... and head... my arm that doesn't hurt as much as the other one. Almost as if they were connecting to me. I noticed, also, that every time someone touched me, I felt more aware of my surroundings. I actually managed to have a tiny conversation with Elliot earlier. Go me. She said something about Dr. Cox being below us. I nodded, just happy at hearing her voice, but I didn't really understand what she meant about him being below us. And as to what's happening to me, I don't know. My shoulder hurts beyond belief, but I vaguely remember why. I'm insufferably hot. My head feels like someone's pounding it with a jackhammer. I can't actually feel my arm, apart from the throbbing agony that I've grown used to travelling up and down my arm where I have the metal in it. I'm tired even though I'm pretty sure I'm unconscious at this very moment or at least semi-conscious. I feel like screaming just to alert some one as to how I feel but I can't.

And that was when I realised that silent screams were the loudest.

So I scream silently. I can't keep doing this. I've never felt this bad in my life. I've alwyas been somewhat afraid of death, even working in a hospital, but now I understand why people sometimes wish to die. I emphasize with them. I'm normally optimistic about most things and it drives loads of people crazy. But now, for once, I'm prepared just to curl up in the dark... and wait for death.

x-X-x

Awwww poor J.D: Hugs J.D: I'm sorry hunni, I'll free you soon!

NOT A DEATH FIC!

LET ME JUST EMPHASIZE THAT THIS IS NOT A DEATH FIC!

Ahem.

Thank you XD