AN at the end. Read if you have the time.

Disclaimer – I, Bill Lawrence, decided I would create a fanfiction account and write for a show that I created and recently destroyed with an awful ninth series. Yeah right...

Say it once again it just proves to be difficult. I'm feeling nervous but it's nothing that I cannot do.

February 14th, 4;30 am. JD stared at the clock displaying the figures in despair. Not only was he totally alone on Valentines day, but he was also going to be totally knackered through out it. Not that he really cared. JD had already succumbed to the fact that he was totally doomed.

As a kid, JD had been a slight sci-fi nerd. He read each comic he could with relish and enjoyed programs such as Quantum Leap and even Star Trek- original series, after all no one has more kick-ass ears than Spock. His home life was by no means happy or easy so travelling to distant plants and worlds was like an escape to him. As the characters time travelled or got lost on a different plant, he got lost along with them. So JD was well aware we the concept of a 'Parallel World'. A different time line in which different choices were made and different outcomes were lived.

He had no idea in hell what choice could have possibly lead his life to travel from working in a hospital to being a drama teacher.

In the few days that had he had been at 'home' he had already discovered many differences to himself than to the person he had been 'in his dreams'. The first major difference was his clothing and hair choices. Dr John Dorian had been one of those people who threw on the first clean outfit they could find. Doubled with the fact that he had, had to wear scrubs a lot, he had never really bothered with his clothing all that much. The one thing he had cared about was his hair. The daily routing included a whole lot of shampoo and conditioner and a truck load of mousse. In real life, he was apparently the exact opposite. His wardrobe was full of already set outfits- shirts, trendy waistcoats, grey jeans and black trousers and perfectly assembled high-tops. On the other hand he only had one shampoo and one conditioner and no mousse was to be seen anywhere.

A few pictures he had found lying around his flat also showed that sported usually sported a light stubble- a concept that confused JD greatly as he never had any desire to grow a beard or such in his- as he referred to it now- other life. He had hated spending time staying in what seemed to be a strangers apartment. As he lay down on the bed trying to sleep, his head filled with thoughts of the person he missed most and the person he had been trying not to think about in the worries of causing some emotional scene. Dr Cox. Even the next morning he would not be sure if he had cried himself to sleep or not.

February 14th. The day JD had both been dreading and anticipating in equal measure. Not only was it Valentines day, but it was also the anniversary of the day when his mentor had first attacked him and then kissed him. In other words, a year had gone by since one of the best days of his life. Doctor Cox had made it very clear that there would be no flowers or huge gestures, but JD secretly hoped that today would be the big day. The day that he might utter the three words that John Dorian craved to hear come out of Percival Cox's mouth... if not that he at least expected a card.

JD had already came out with the words, the last time he had met with Perry at the hospital a few days ago- in a closet none the less during a make-out session, to which Perry had responded to by freezing for a moment, replying, "That's nice Newbie" and then patting him on the head and leaving. John hadn't really been all that upset by the lack of return of his affections. Dr Cox had warned him from the start that this was what it was going to be like. This was what he had wanted and got and he wouldn't change the man in any way. Well... maybe that was an exaggeration...

What really excited JD about the day was that they both had some time off for once. Ever since the 'I love you' incident JD had been swamped with work and had barely seen or said a word to Perry in days. Seeing as he was off and Perry would be round later, he busied himself with cleaning up his rather neglected apartment. He could only imagine what Perry was up to as he hoovered up his carpet for what seemed like the first time in a year...

ELSEWHERE

Dr Perry Cox actually looked pretty worried as he paced up and down the nurses station. Carla stood watching him, with her arms folded a grin planted firmly on her face.

"You've done something stupid haven't you?"

Perry merely growled in response and continued his pacing. Carla grinned and unfolded her arms and instead opted for leaning on the nurses desk. The grin never left her face for a moment.

"I'm guessing a certain Dr Dorian is involved with this walk?" The look that Perry flashed her in response actually made her momentarily fear for her life, but then she remembered that it was in fact her that had the upper-hand. He stopped pacing however and she knew that she had broken through to him.

"The girlfriend said the L-word and I didn't say it back."

"Aww! Bambi said he loved you!" Carla positively squealed but then her face dropped and she crossed her arms, "You didn't say it back? Are you really that stupid or are you always such an ass? Wait- don't answer that, I already know."

Perry flicked a thumb over his nose and folded his arms, "Now wait a minute here Miss Judgemental. I don't even know if I love him yet and he goes ahead and springs it on me in a cupboard? Nawt an ideal situation for me. It's all her fault as per usual."

Carla's face softened, "Oh Perry. You mean you don't know what we do?"

Her friend growled, "What don't I know!"

"Of course you love him, silly," she stated knowingly, "You have done for weeks- months even." And then surprisingly it all clicked into place for Perry in a 'what-the-fuck' moment of clarity. Of course he loved JD. The little bastard had wormed his way into his life and... no, he wasn't going to get cheesy about it.

Perry left the hospital in a rush, he had to tell the idiot. The world seemed to be saying 'about time dumb-ass' as every single light he passed was green. He grabbed the door handle to the apartment and...

JD woke up.

He knew it to be a dream. How else would he have been able to see it from Perry's point of view. Still it was kinda nice to have seen the man figure out the 'I-Love-You' moment. It was odd, but he could actually remember what happened next. He blushed, something was telling him to keep his thoughts PG-13.

With a strange new determination he picked up his phone to call Turk- it was about time he started to get his life back on track.

"Nervous Bambi?" Carla asked the young man who was fidgeting nervously in the passenger seat of her car. He nodded not taking his eyes off the view outside the window. A whole two weeks had passed since his whole life had changed completely. He had been evaluated a few days previously by a doctor and he was deemed well enough to go back to work. Apparently his memory had came back at an astonishing rate.

JD bit his lip guiltily. Really he still couldn't remember a thing about his "life", he had just remembered the things Turk had told. Apparently he had been a drama teacher for five years at Sacred Heart High and he had went to the same college as Turk. He would never normally lie, but he was just so bored and alone at his apartment. His friends all had to go to the school during weekdays and they spent quite a lot of the time marking work. Apart from Carla, who didn't have to do such tedious duties being the school nurse

"We're here."

JD looked out the front window at a large, modern, sandy coloured building. It wasn't the biggest high school building he had ever seen but it by no means small. Large, blind covered windows covered the building and at the front was a large set of white, modern doors.

A few teenagers were sat on the stairs leading to the doors and a few more were hanging around the grass outside. He wondered what they were doing there, it was really early- he had asked Carla to take him in an hour earlier than usual so he could 'reacquaint himself with the place'. With a small sigh of anticipation and nerves, JD slowly pushed his car door open and climbed out. He had not anticipated the flurry of movement that this action would grant, so as almost all of the teenagers on the stairs and most that were sat under the tree rushed towards him he threw his arms up I self defence.

"Mr Dorian!" JD recognized the excited female voice. She had spoken to him a while back in the hospital room. The blond figure of Kim Briggs was one of the first to reach him and she immediately threw her slim arms around the stunned teachers neck.

"Mr Dorian is back!"

"Mr Dorian! We missed you!"

JD's mind and body was drowning under a sea of his name being called out, well wishes and... teenage arms. A small voice in the back of his mind questioned whether or not being hugged by so many of his pupils was appropriate- with the laws everywhere and anywhere probably not.

Carla grinned at the mess of human limbs, "Come on guys, if Kelso sees this- Mr Dorian is going to be in a whole lot of trouble."

The young teacher shot her a grateful look as he was pulled back to the metaphorical surface- the teenagers retreated. 'I'm way more popular with the students here than I was with the interns' he thought wistfully. As a doctor he had always wanted to be popular with the interns he was teaching and helping but he had somehow never quite managed that feat.

The school's nurse placed a hand on JD's lower back and gently ushered him into the entrance 'Sacred Heart High'.


Filllllller anyone?

Sorry updates have been slow yet again. I have just moved house and I still have no decent internet connection. Thankfully McDonalds does... Very important note. I am British so I have no ideas how American high schools run... so if I get it wrong just ignore it... or tell me. Your choice. On the 'dream' thing, I know a bit was from Perry's POV and JD wouldn't know.. but since when has fanfic made complete sense?

Funkyfish1996 – Thanks for reviewing and sticking with the story and slow updates. I really need to get round to watching Life on Mars. Thanks again x

Cherry-Starburst – Thankies :) I like to my stories a little eccentric and confusing, it keeps it interesting and it just seems to be my writing style. Thanks for reviewing. x

DylanMarvilRocks – Thanks for reviewing, but I had no idea how to react. I honestly kinda heard Severus Snape's tone when I first opened the email. Hope you meant it in a good way :)

Romance's-Not-Dead – Thank you very much for reviewing all three chapters :) x Comas have always kinda been a weird interest of mine. When a patient falls unconscious for possibly years, what goes on in their mind? Are they even aware of what's going on? Do they dream? Dr Cox is always a slight worry, he is hard to do but I'm glad you thought he was believable. Thanks again and I hope you continue to enjoy the story.

Harmonyhelms – Okaaaaaaaay ;) Sorry it took so long. Writers block was worse than it has ever ever ever been before. x

Also thanks to those who reviewed on 'My Undercover Life' I appreciated it a lot and especially the assurances that it was good for an AU.