When Turk's depressed, he plays basket ball. Carla cries and goes over everything in her head. My brother sits in the bathtub drinking beer. I freeze.

Since I came home yesterday, all I've done is flop down on my bed and breathe. Turk and Carla think it's because Dr Cox kicked my ass, which is only partially true. I'm not even depressed really, but I don't feel like explaining everything to them, which I would have to do if I got up.

"Bambi? Want breakfast?" Carla asked from my doorway, sounding worried. I got up and sat at the table. She set a stack of pancakes in front of me. Turk kept looking at me like he wanted to say something, then he looked away. It got really old, really fast.

"Just say it already," were the first words I said all morning. Turk looked embarrassed.

"Well, I know you're sad and all, and I feel for you man, I really do… But do have any idea how hard it is to take you seriously when you're missing half an eyebrow?" I stared at him for a minute, with my eyebrow-and-a-half raised. Then we both burst out laughing. Even Carla joined in after a minute.

And thus I was back to my old cheerful self.

"You know you have to go back to work sometime right?" Carla asked me. It was almost a week since I was mummified, and I had spent all that time on the couch watching re-runs.

"My eyebrow hasn't grown back yet!" And Dr Cox is there. I'm pretty sure Carla can read my mind, since she just crossed her arms and gave me a look that said 'That's not the reason and we both know it.'

"And my arms are still unnaturally hairless!"

"Dr Cox is off tomorrow. And you're going."

"I don't wanna." You can't make me! Then Carla did something really scary. She smiled in a very Cox-ish way. I almost made the eep noise again.

"Trust me, by tomorrow, you'll want to be anywhere but here." Carla's scary. She walked away chuckling to herself. Oh no. What did she do? Someone knocked on the door, and I tried to cower behind a couch cushion, without looking like I was cowering behind a couch cushion.

"Heyy little brother!"

Carla, also evil. Who's next, Turk? I quickly pretended that I hadn't thought that, hoping that whatever cruel being was messing with my friends would also ignore it. Laverne the rumor mill had been at it again, and everyone in the hospital knew about me kissing Dr Cox. On top of that several new rumors were going around that I did more than just kiss him, I even heard one story from a patient that made it sound like I raped him. Obviously, she doesn't know Dr Cox.

"Hey JD!" The Todd said when I walked by him.

"No high fives Todd, I'm not in the mood!" He grinned.

"Really, cause I hear you're always in the mood!" What? Did the Todd just hit on me? I turned around and walked away, to disgusted to retort. I headed to the cafeteria, hoping to find someone who didn't think I was a man-whore rapist. I practically ran over to sit with Elliot and Doug.

"Hi JD!" They said as I sat down.

"Today sucks. Everyone thinks I'm either a slut, or I got my ass kicked for acting like one."

"Why don't you just go home?" Doug asked. I glared at him. Just then a scary looking girl with chain pants and black lipstick sat next to him.

"Hey babe!" He said. I mortician dating a vampire, this place gets weirder every day. She started glaring at me, or maybe she wasn't, it was hard to tell with all that eyeliner. I decided to direct all further conversation to Elliot.

"The Todd hit on me." I said. She gave me a sympathetic look.

"The first time is the worse, a few more times and you won't even notice. Besides, today can't be as bad as… I can't think of anything."

"Great, that cheered me up." I said.

"Just say something to them." Elliot and I both did a double take when the Goth spoke. "Stand up for yourself." Okay, weird.

"You're so smart, Vic." Doug said, and they had a disgustingly cute couple moment, Doug's going to be covered in lipstick.

"I'll do that," I lied to escape the PDA. Elliot gave me a 'don't leave me alone with them' look. Sorry! I threw away the rest of my lunch and walked out of the cafeteria. And ran into the Janitor. Literally, I walked into him and fell on my ass.

"You ruined my plan."

"I'm not sorry."

"No, but you're gonna be." My eyes widened. Janitor looked dead serious. I turned around and walked away. Witnesses, I need to be somewhere with plenty of witnesses. I walked into the main lobby, with Laverne and Ted and lots of patients. Why don't I just leave? It's not like being home with Dan could be any worse then being here.

"Ted?" He jumped and turned around fast. "Kelso isn't here. Could you tell him I've gone home early? I still have a couple vacation days left."

"S-sure Dr Dorian, I talk to K-kelso for you." I doubted that he actually would, but at this point I didn't care. I climbed on Sasha, put on my helmet and headed for home.

"This is the life!" Dan said, tossing back a beer. Ahhh… This is the life. I get to stay here, watch TV and drink beer, and all I have to do is annoy Johnny.

"OPEN THIS DOOR!" Yelled someone from the hallway.

"Coxsmith!" said Dan with a smile. He walked to the door and let in and obviously drunk Dr Cox. Dan, also slightly drunk, was glad to have a buddy.

"Heyy Coxer! What's up?" He put his arm around Dr Cox's shoulders. Bad idea.

Dr Cox grabbed Dan and shoved him down on the couch. They landed with their legs over the arm of the couch.

"Listen Newbie." Dr Cox said, breathing scotch breath down Dan's throat. "You can't just avoid me for days, especially after something like that. JD…" He looked almost sad for a moment. Then he forced a kiss on Dan.

Of course, that's when JD walked in.

Angsty Cliffhanger! Poor JD... Reveiws make me happy! ;D