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Chapter 6

My Last Choice

JD woke up early the next morning. Well, early for most people. For him, it was normal to wake up that early. He squirmed around, trying to get closer to the warm weight next to him, and smiled at the memories of the night before. He looked up into his lovers sleeping face, and sighed happily.

Right… now you have to get up without waking him up…

He tried to back away, but Perry's arm was snaked around his bare waist, and tightened as he moved.

Ah… this could be a problem…

He started to try to wiggle down out of Perry's arms, with no success.

I need to get up… please Perry! Let me go!

His silent pleas were answered with Perry tightening his grip even more, this time hugging him with both arms, pulling JD's head onto his chest.

Ah hell, I can always say I'm sick…

It was another hour until he woke again, this time being shaken gently awake. Sleepily, he opened his eyes and looked up into a pair of beautiful blue eyes.

"Morning Newbie. Time to wake up." Perry said, and JD turned slightly, burying his face in Perry's chest.

"Don't wanna…" They lay there for a moment, JD happy to be in Perry's arms (And he said he didn't spoon…) and Perry trying to figure out a way to get up with the half-asleep JD clinging onto him for dear life.

"You smell nice… like roses on a spring morning." JD suddenly said, cutting though Perry's thoughts. Perry looked down at him.

"Hmm… you know, I doubt anyone is about to call me gay…"

"Apart from maybe Turk…"

Perry snorted.

"I always thought Gandhi would be Homophobic." JD nodded sadly.

"Come on then." Perry said, standing up. However, JD was still clinging to him, and as Perry stood up, JD slipped off him to land on the floor.

"Ow…" He moaned quietly. Perry laughed, and pulled him up.

"Hey, how do you fancy a shower?" Perry whispered in his ear, sending shivers down his back.

"I'd love one…" JD gasped as Perry latched on to his neck, tracing his tongue down to his collar bone.

"So would I… no need for one of us to wait for the other to finish…" He walked backwards, dragging JD with him towards the bathroom, as his mouth found its way back up, and kissed JD firmly on the lips, exploring his mouth – again – with his well-practiced tongue.

Carla looked up as the two Doctors walked into the kitchen, and grinned.

"You two have fun last night?" She asked. JD blushed, but Perry just ignored her. She shrugged, and went back to making breakfast.

"Carla, you shouldn't be making food… You're my guest…" JD started. Carla stopped and looked up, eyebrows raised.

"Oh really? You know, that never stopped you in the past."

"Yeah, man, and you haven't had a daydream in all the time we've been here!" JD turned. He hadn't realised that Turk, Elliot and Dan were sitting at the table.

"Yeah, and Carla made THREE references to how she wished she could be in two places at once!" Elliot exclaimed.

"Dude! What happened to Floating head Doctor?"

"You're a changed man, little brother."

"For once, I'm inclined to agree with Gandhi, Barbie and your idiot of a brother." Perry put in. JD turned to look at them all.

"I don't know, maybe I just… I suppose I felt uncomfortable having daydreams around people who didn't know what to expect, and the habit sort of stuck. I mean, even when I first started working at Sacred Heart, Turk was there to explain to everyone that everything was okay…"

"But JD! You're with us! We're your friends! We've known you for almost 8 years! It's okay with us!" Elliot pouted.

"Ack! Flippin' frying pans! I don't have enough hands for all of these!" Carla screamed, rescuing a frying pan full of smoking sausages. Turk, Elliot, Dan and Perry all held their breath as they looked at JD. After a few seconds, his head drifted to one side.

"Dat's what I'M-" Turk started, but everyone else shushed him quiet. Eventually, JD came out of his daydreams.

"She'd be worshipped throughout the World…" Perry hastily hid a smirk.

Turk turned to Carla.

"Now?" He asked, hopefully. Carla sighed, and nodded.

"Dat's what I'M talking about!" JD laughed, but then grew thoughtful as he sat down next to Dan. Perry joined him.

"Hey Rebecca, what's up?"

"It's just… I missed this… messing about with my friends, daydreaming without feeling self-conscious… just generally having fun…" Perry snorted.

"God, can you be any more of a girl?" But he softened when he saw how miserable JD looked, and caught his chin, forcing him to look up.

"You're welcome to come back to Sacred Heart anytime, you know. You always have been." He pulled JD towards him as he leant forwards, catching his lips in a kiss. He could here Turk and Dan gagging behind him, and Carla's and Elliot's collective 'Ahh…'s, but didn't care. Eventually, after yet again thoroughly exploring JD's mouth, he pulled back, and looked into JD's shocked blue eyes.

"I thought you said no public show of emotion…?" Perry rolled his eyes, more at himself then JD.

"Screw that. Who cares anyway?" And he leant forward for another kiss, as Turk coughed behind them. Impatiently, Perry turned around.

"What?"

"As much as I'm happy that after 7 years of pining after you, JD finally gets true happiness, I can't help but feel a little grossed out what with all this man love and stuff…" He shuddered, Dan nodding along with him.

"Too right, Christopher. I don't want to know what my little brother gets up to in the bedroom." Perry stared at them, and shrugged. Perry and Carla stared at Turk.

"Wait, you knew that JD loved Doctor Cox, and you never told ME?" Carla asked, outraged. Perry looked at JD.

"7 years? 7 years?" JD looked down, blushing again.

"Um… Bambi? Shouldn't you be at work by now?" Carla called over. JD turned, and looked at the clock.

"Shit…" He whispered. Then he flung himself out of the chair, grabbing his clothes and gelling up his hair in record time, then ran out of the apartment, all the while yelling: "Shit shit shit shit…" The others stared after him, then shrugged and went back to eating.

Of all the days…Of all the stupid, damned days…

JD ran into the hospital, pulling his lab coat on. He hadn't been late to work since he moved to New York.

"Ah, Doctor Dorian…"

"Good morning, Louise! How are you?"

"Fine… I was wondering if you had time tonight, maybe me and you could go to a little restaurant I know, get to know each other a bit better…"

"Sorry Louise, I'm kind of seeing someone…"

"Oh…" Louise tried not to look upset. "Um… Is she nice?"

"He's brilliant. Sorry, got to dash, need to find my Interns…" With that, he turned and strode purposefully down the hall, leaving a taken aback Louise in his wake.

"Good morning, Interns! Shall we find our first patient, then?" He called cheerfully.

God, why does everyone look so surprised today?

"Um… Doctor Dorian? Are you okay?" One Intern tentatively asked, as if JD was about to bite his head off.

"Of course I am! Never better! Why'd you ask?"

"You just seem so… so…" The Intern stumbled over his words, trying to find something that didn't sound offensive.

"Cheerful." Another intern put in, then cringed at his choice of words.

"Well, that's fine. You see…" He was cut off by the tall, red-haired man walking towards them.

"Newbie!" JD and Jack Doble both turned to answer Perry.

"NO! My Newbie!" Perry shouted. "Now, Priscilla, why oh WHY did you feel the need to call YOUR intern by MY nickname for YOU? It gets too confusing! And-"

"Perry… what are you doing here?" JD interrupted.

"Shush, I haven't had a decent opportunity to rant since yesterday. Now, where was I? Oh yeah. And it seems to me that your motley bunch of interns both fear and respect you as much as you lot did for me! Now Jessica, I thought I talked to you about this ages ago! Why would YOU want to be like ME when I barely want to be me? I mean, yeah, I WAS proclaimed the best damn Doctor in the city, and I AM the Chief of Medicine at Sacred Heart, but still!" He stopped, waiting for an answer.

"I… I wasn't acting just like you… I…" However, at that moment, JD's pager went off. A very shrill, boring ring. Perry scowled, and grabbed his Pager before he had a chance to check it. Fiddling about with it for a moment, he chucked it back to JD and paged him. 'The Candy man' started playing in loud, lively tunes.

"Much better. Now when's your lunch break?"

"About… four hours from now… why?" Asked a stunned JD.

"Meet me in four hours in the restaurant opposite here." And Perry turned and walked away.

"Love you…" JD murmured to himself. Then his pager rang again, and he unhooked it to look at the message.

'Love you too, Linda.'

"He's got ears like a bat…"

"Um… Doctor Dorian?"

JD turned to look at Jack.

"Yeah?"

"Um… shouldn't you answer that first page…?"
"Ah…. Yeah…" JD turned and ran down the hall, vaulting over a gurney.

Perry walked up to the Chief of Medicines office and knocked curtly on it, walking in without waiting for an answer.

"Ah, you're… Perry, right?" The thin, smiling woman stood up from the desk, holding out her hand. When Perry didn't take it, she lowered it again, the smile faltering slightly.

I don't like smiling…

"I'm Rebecca… we met a few months ago, when you suggested Doctor Dorian?"

"Yeah. I just wanted to check up on him, see how she… he is doing."

"Yeah, just a second. I need to finish some files." She sat back down, typing at a laptop. Then she realised that Perry was still standing.

"Sit down, please." She tapped decidedly on the 'enter' key, and looked at Perry as he sat down.

"Doctor Dorian is a remarkable Doctor-"

"I know that. I want to know how he's doing socially."

"Right… um, may I ask why?" Rebecca asked, taken aback.

"When I met with Dais… Doctor Dorian earlier, he seemed… different. Colder to his patients, and… stuff."

"Now that you mention it, Doctor Dorian does seem colder then you described him. I must admit I was expecting someone much friendlier and… well, cuddlier."

Perry nodded, then got up and walked to the door.

"Thank you for your time." He simply said, then walked out.

JD walked out of the hospital, relived that he had managed to get changed and out without being paged. Now all he had to do was get across the road, order, eat and pay for lunch, get back, get to his locker and get changed back into his scrubs without being paged…

Seems much harder when I put it that way…

JD ran across the road, until he got to the restaurant Perry had mentioned. He looked inside.

Bloody Hell, Perry! Royalty would be served here!

"Yes Newbie, it IS a pretty restaurant. Now, are you going inside or do I have to force you in?" A voice came from behind him, as a familiar hand made contact with his but. JD shot up, turning round to see his lover

Wow, it feels good to think of him like that…

looking at him through deep, stormy blue eyes.

"I was going to! I just… um…"

Wow, you could SWIM in those eyes…

JD was swimming in a deep, beautiful-

"Newbie!"

JD looked up, surprised.

"Hey! That was a good one! My daydreams are never the same twice! I'll never get that back!" JD said sulkily. Perry looked at him, and chuckled.

"Come on now, Rebecca. Surely you have no need for daydreams when you are currently sleeping and dare I say it, DATING yours truly?" JD looked up, and smiled brightly.

"Oh god, I'm never going to hear the end of this, am I?" Perry groaned, steering JD through the doors. He intimidated the nervous waitress who reminded JD of Doug back at Sacred Heart into giving them a decent, concealed table, and winked at JD, making him blush.

"Newbie, sit." Perry commanded, winking again just for the pleasure of seeing JD blush. He grinned as JD sat, sitting down himself just opposite him. He noted that the waitress had not only given them a concealed spot – one of the reasons he had chosen this particular restaurant was that they boasted many tables out of the nosy, unforgiving view of the public eye – but she had given them a table just small enough so that, if he wanted to, Perry could reach across and snog JD senseless…

God, the things you think about at times like these…

"Newbie, I wanted to talk to you about the hospital." JD's shoulders sunk slightly, and Perry had to resist the urge to kiss him, even if it would make him happy again.

"Look, JD. I'll say it. You are not yourself. You've turned from the happy, bouncy little JD that everyone knows and gets annoyed by to… well, me. I talked to your Chief of Medicine as well. Your social skills concerning your patients and your fellow doctors have gone downhill. I mean, good god, Newbie! This hospital took you because you're not just a good Doctor, but you care! Maybe too much, but you still care! After 7 years, most Doctors turn from that innocent, naïve intern who cares, and believes you have to care, to a Doctor who could care less, as long as the patient gets out of the hospital! You're not like that! You don't see the patient as a machine that needs to be fixed! Or at least, you didn't… what went wrong JD?"

JD stared at him; probably shocked that Doctor Cox had not only called him by his name, but had also admitted that he was a good doctor. Then, he looked down at the table at his hands.

"I… I missed Sacred Heart." Perry looked at him, shocked.

"Not just Turk, or Carla, or Elliot, or even you, although they were major factors, but just… knowing where I was going without even opening my eyes, or trying unsuccessfully to avoid the Janitor, and not angering him…I even started missing Todd, and his euphemisms…" Perry raised an eyebrow.

"Everything at this hospital is just so… normal. There's no suicidal lawyer, no psychotic Janitor, and no crazy chief of medicine… no offence…"
"None taken. I am pretty crazy."

Perry leant back on his chair, thinking about what JD had said. Then JD said something not even HE had expected…

"I want to come back to Sacred Heart." Perry looked at him, surprised.

"Wha… what?!"

"I want to come back to Sacred Heart. I'm at my best there and…" JD trailed off, and Perry looked at him, waiting for the 'and'. When JD looked down at his hands again, blushing, he realised what he was about to say.

"You don't want to not be able to see me." JD looked up, and nodded wordlessly. Perry sighed, linking his hands behind his head and leaning back on his chair again.

"You want to come back for me? Are you sure?"

JD nodded again.

"I'm not sure if I can let you do that, JD… I've told you before, you can't change your mind later… what if you regret this decision later?"

JD shook his head.

"I think… I'll regret it more if I stayed."

Perry stared at him.

Surely he can't love me that much… not enough to pass this job up… Can he?

"Are you sure?" JD looked him in the eyes, and nodded.

"I've never been surer of anything."

Perry tried to keep his gaze, but turned away.

"I suppose it's your choice. Now, what do you want?"

JD looked at his watch, and groaned.

"Sorry, I've got to get back before Jack butchers someone…" He got up from the table, Perry rising with him. Perry chuckled dryly.

"He's a good kid, and if anything I've heard is true, he's a good doctor too. You should be proud of him."

"I am. Not that I would ever admit that to him." This caused Perry to actually laugh.

"Now you know how I felt!"

"But Perry, I just… wanted to thank you. For everything. And how Jack turned out, now I come to think about it."

Perry frowned at him, and JD decided to elaborate.

"I treated Jack exactly the same way you treated me. On Jack's first day, the day I came to this hospital, I looked at him, and thought 'He would make an excellent Doctor, with just the right persuasion.'" Perry nodded.

Oh my god, the only way this could be cheesier is if we were on a boat and Perry was in tux! Hmm…

A figure with long black hair and in a beautiful white dress at the front of a boat, a bit like the really soppy scene in Titanic. Perry approaches. He's wearing a smart, black suit, with a white shirt, a bowtie and cufflinks. He clears his throat. The figure turns around, and smiles. It's (Wait for it…) JD. (HAH! Bet you didn't see THAT coming! Oh… oh, you did… ok, I'll shut up now…) He smiles when he sees who it is. Perry draws closer, and puts his hand to the back of JD's head, pulling him closer. They both close their eyes…

"NEWBIE!"

Damn it!

"Yeah, I wasn't daydreaming."

"'Course you weren't…" Perry smiled, shaking his head. He smiled coyly.

"You were imagining that we were on that boat from Titanic, weren't you?" JD looked at him, amazed.

"You have Turk powers… can you tell who is sleeping with who?" He asked, as they walked through the restaurant.

"He's screwing her, he fancies him." Perry said simply.

"… You're like a white version of Turk… only, with hair, and gay…"

"Yeah, stop right there, Newbie. I don't want to hear another word coming from your mouth. If I do, I will have to stopper it up."

"How will you do that?" JD asked, suddenly interested.

"The only way in my power."

"Well… you know, you ARE a lot like Turk! You both like basketball, you're both very competitive, you both-" As Perry had promised, he put a stopper to his mouth. Turning JD around, pulling him closer, as his mouth made contact with JD's. JD practically melted in his arms, the only thing keeping him up was Perry, as he snuck his arm around JD's waist, and deepened the kiss. Eventually, reluctantly, JD pulled away, and noticed that they were in the lobby of the hospital. He also noticed that Louise had just walked in, and was glaring daggers at Perry.

Wow… If looks could kill…People would probably be a lot more careful, though…

"Right… well… bye…" JD said reluctantly. Perry spared Louise a glance, and then pulled JD up to whisper in his ear without him bending down.

"I'll pick you up later."

"No… there's no need… I brought my car…"

"Yeah, and Dan took it back." With that, Perry groped his ass one more time, and walked out the door.

"Yeah, great… Wait a minute, you trusted Dan with my car? Seriously? When did he even get keys to it?" No use. Perry had already walked out the door. Sighing, JD turned away, to be confronted by a disgruntled looking Louise.

"Jesus Christ!"

When did she get there?

"Is that your boyfriend?" She demanded.

"Wha… Oh, um, yeah…"

What gave it away? Was it the kiss, or was it the way he groped me on the way out?

"Is it serious?"

"Um… yeah, it kind of is…"

"But you can't have known him for any more then three months!"

"I've kind of known him for 7 years…"
"What?" Then realisation dawned on Louise's face.

"Oh, he's from your old hospital!"

"Yeah, he is."

"But that means he'll be going soon! So you won't be able to see him any more. And you know what they say about long distance relationships…"

"I'm going back with him."

"WHAT!? Why? This is the best hospital in America, for god's sakes! If he really loved you, he wouldn't let you do this…"

"He wasn't that happy about it, and he doesn't think I should leave either, but he's not the only reason I'm leaving. Now, I've kind of have to go check on my interns…" Quickly, he darted away.

Phew… that was… strange.

Perry let himself into the apartment.

"EEK! That's JD, I just know it is! And he's gonnakillusforruininghisappartmentandthenhe'llhateusforlifeandwe'llneverbeabletocomeoveragainfrickfrickfrickedyfrickfrick!" He heard Elliot's voice as he opened the door.

"Hey Perry." Carla said, looking up from the floor.

"Carla… what have you done to Newbie's apartment?" He asked, looking round.

"Well, you see, I thought that the walls needed a bit of colour, because white is too much like you, and you said this morning that you were going to change Bambi back to his normal self this morning. So we went out when you were gone, and bought loads of different colours, because we couldn't decide which one, but we wanted to have it dry before Bambi got back, to be a surprise, so we didn't wait for the coat of one colour to dry before we decided on a different colour, and… well…" She gestured hopelessly at the walls.

"But… they're pink…"

"Yeah, apparently store bought house paint works differently to normal colours…"

"But it's a bright, Barbie Pink…"

"Like I said, house paint…"

Perry sighed, and flopped down on one of the covered couches.

"He won't mind anyway." He said. Carla rolled her eyes.

"You don't think that you treat him like a girl because you're afraid to admit you're gay, do you? Because now you're actually dating him, it kind of doesn't work…"
"No, I meant JD isn't going to live here anymore, anyway."

Carla and Elliot stared at him.

"But… why not?"

"Because he's coming back to Sacred Heart."

"WHAT!?" Elliot shrieked.

"Oh no you don't Perry. I know that you've been pining away for JD, but that does NOT give you the right to-"

"He chose to come back himself."
"Wha… What?"

"I'm not happy about Newbie throwing this opportunity either, but it's his choice." He looked around.

"Where's… Ghandi and Dan?"

"Oh, they've gone to get more paint." Perry sighed.

"Can you ring them for me, please?"

"Yeah, sure." Carla picked up her mobile, and clicked on speed dial.

"Baby? Yes, it's me. Um, Doctor Cox wants to speak to you…" Perry could faintly hear Turks voice screaming:

"No no, don't put him on!"

"Ghandi?"

"Ye… yes?"

"Don't get any of those multi-coloured junk, plain white will do."

"But-" Perry cut him off, hanging up and closing the phone. He tossed it to Carla, and leaned back on the couch again, linking his fingers behind his head. Carla sat down next to him.

"Hey, Perry…"

"Hmm…"

"What's this?" Perry looked at Carla.

"Carla… where did you get my phone from?"

"I stole it from your pocket. Anyway, this text is to Bambi's pager…" She held up his phone. Perry paled slightly.

"So you not only stole my phone, but now you're looking at my texts?" He said, trying not to show his sudden nervousness.

"Yeah, I'm nosy, sue me. Any way… 'Love you too, Linda.' …"

"Yeah, what about it?" Perry asked, getting defensive, and trying to ignore Elliot's loud "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh..." Carla looked at him.

"It took you about a year to admit to Jordan that you loved her…"

Perry laughed harshly.

"Carla, I've been eyeing the kid up for… what, six, seven years? I think I might just be able to admit something like that now." Carla stared at him, and opened her mouth to say something else, just as the doorbell rung.

"This conversation is NOT over…" Carla snapped, walking over to the door. She put on her fake 'Hi-how-can-I-help-you?' smile (The one she used when she really meant 'I'm-in-a-bad-mode-so-for-your-sake-I-hope-that-you-are-not-a-salesman-and-if-you-are-you-had-better-leave-before-I-get-to-ten-if-you-ever-want-to-feel-your-balls-again!) and opened the Door.

"Hi, how can I help you?" She said, still smiling.

"Hello, ma'am, I am her to ask you if you'd like to buy-"

1, 2, 3, 4,

"This vacuum cleaner has excellent suction, and-"

8, 9, 10, 11, 12… Perry winced. The salesman fell over, moaning and clutching his… Erm, you know… and Carla simply closed the door. Perry raised an eyebrow.

"Wow, you actually got to twelve that time…"

"Really? Hmm, I'm getting better." She said, walking to a chair, when the doorbell rung again. One eye twitched, and Carla spun round, marched back to the door, and threw it open.

"WHA- Baby!" She said, apologetically. Turk raised his eyebrows, and then looked past her at Perry.

"Salesman?" Perry nodded. Turk shrugged, and kissed Carla on the lips, trying to get past her in the doorway while holding several Buckets of plain white paint. He gestured at them as he tried to get in, and Carla jumped back away from the door. Dan followed him in, holding a smaller can of cream paint, presumably for the edges.

"Right, now, knowing Newbie, he'll have a load of hair-dryers, so we're going on a hunt." Perry said, and walked into JD's bedroom, followed by the other four, after exchanging shifty, confused looks.

Perry straightened; trying to wipe off the paint smeared on one cheek, and looked round the room.

I think we're doing a good job, even if I do say so myself… After Perry had found 2 hairdryers, he had plugged them both in and handed them to Carla and Elliot, instructing them to blow-dry the paint, and him, Turk and Dan would paint over the Sickening bright Pink. After a while, Elliot had stumbled across another two hairdryers (Seriously, who has 4 hairdryers? Mr John Dorian, that's who…) and Perry had given them to Turk and Dan. Then, half-hour in, the doorbell rang again – Turk wisely diverted his wife – Elliot had answered, and had let in the Janitor, of all people. After much wheedling from Elliot, the Janitor agreed to help them paint the room, before going back to his van and bringing back some of those paint holder thingies, and one of those rollers for the ceiling and the top of the walls.

Who keeps painting equipment in their van on their day off? Wait a minute… Lurch's day off is next week… I'm going to have to have a talk to him later…

Then: Why is Lurch here anyway?

He sighed with relief when they were finally finished, checked his watch, and grabbed his car keys.

"You lot tidy up, I need to pick up JD." He said, walking out of the door before they could complain.

Ha ha, suckers!

"Hello, Perry."

What the…?

"Jo… JORDAN?!"

A note from ME! This was originally meant to be the last chapter, but I just loved the thought of putting Jordan in it too much! Now I just need a way to get Keith in, and it will be complete! Hmm… Todd too…

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