A/N: Finally returning to this. Hope it was worth the wait.

Part Ten

The silence in the room seemed to drag on. Jordan wondered whether Perry would ever say anything to her.

She wanted to break through the silence, but she'd learnt during their marriage that it was best to leave him to stew over these things until he was ready to talk. It would end in a huge row either way, but he needed the time to think.

His thinking time was cut short by the arrival of Bob Kelso. He hadn't been by to visit Perry since he'd woken up fully. Bob noticed the tension in the room and wished he hadn't arrived now. He'd wanted to make sure Perry was alright before he went home.

Their realtionship was a strange one. They usually hated one another but every now and then, they'd be fighting in the same corner. Not often, but enough to make him feel that Perry didn't hate his guts as much as he said he did. And occasionally, Bob would give Perry something to do which was not his job, so he got a feel of what it was like to be Chief of Medicine. Although he'd never say so, he hoped that Perry would be his succesor for the job here.

"Why don't you go and take care of our son, Jordan." Perry said, his words wrapped in coldness.

Without another word, Jordan walked away. Perry's anger didn't quite leave with her though. The scowl on his face remained as he laid there. "What do you want, Bob?"

"I'm heading home. Just wanted to make sure there's nothing you need." Kelso answered, keeping things light. He wasn't going to get involved in their lovers tiff.

"No, I'm fine." Perry answered almost immediately, before something came across him and he added to his answer. "Actually, you can do one thing for me. Make sure that no one comes to this room, unless it's a doctor or a nurse who's checking up on me. I don't want anyone else in here. At all."

"I'll see what I can do. Maybe you should get some sleep." Kelso said as he left the room.

Once the door was closed, Perry got what he wanted. He was alone.

Elliot made her way into the ladies bathroom. As soon as she opened the door she froze as the scene in front of her.

There was one of the few people that still scared most people at the hospital, Jordan Sullivan, sitting on the floor crying. Elliot didn't know whether to just turn and leave and act like she hadn't seen her, or to just ignore the woman and use the bathroom. But she knew after all the trouble that she and Perry had been through recently she couldn't just walk away.

She came fully into the room and let the door close behind her. "Jordan?"

The other woman looked up, the tears still fresh on her cheeks. She didn't even try and hide them. Jordan usually hated people seeing her vulnerable but everything right now was so hard. She couldn't have stopped crying if she wanted to.

Elliot walked back over to the door, seeing the man she'd spotted down the hall moments ago, she called to him. "Janitor."

He looked over to the doctor, a little perplexed by her calling him especially to the ladies room, but went to her nonetheless.

"Can you do me a favour and make sure no one comes in here."

"Sure thing. It'll be my pleasure." Janitor said, smiling at her. She flashed him a smile back and returned to the bathroom.

Elliot went over and sat next to Jordan. "You know, when I first worked here, I thought you were about the scariest person I'd ever met. When I started seeing Keith and we did the whole double dating thing, I really felt like we might be friends. I knew me and Dr Cox never got along, but I felt we really connected. And then suddenly, it went. You started giving me weird relationship advice and hurting Dr Cox on purpose. What's going on?"

Jordan wiped the tears from her face and sniffed. "I don't know. Everything's just gone wrong and it's all my fault."

"Well what's changed?" Elliot asked.

"I have. I've dug myself in here and I don't know how to get out."

"Start by talking to someone. If you want to talk to me, talk. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere but if you don't want to you have to get someone else to talk too. If it's one of your friends, or a shrink or even Dr Cox, just talk to someone."

Jordan scoffed at Elliot's words. "Perry's not going to be talking to me anytime soon."

"Talk to me." Elliot said.

Jordan took a deep breath and stood up, walking over to the cubicle she pulled off some toilet paper and cleaned herself up a little. "I cheated on Perry. And I didn't tell him."

"Oh." Was all Elliot could say.

"When we were marriedI never really cheated on him, except for with that Pete guy. But since we've been back together we've never been exclusive. I mean, I know he hasn't slept with anyone else because, he's not really like that but he knows me. So he lets me have a little freedom and I always tell him when I've been with another guy. Well, I didn't last time and I got pregnant."

"Oh. My God, and you've told him."

"Bingo. I don't know what he's going to do. And if he says he doesn't want to be with me any more, I don't know what I'll do."

"Well, maybe he won't think that. I mean, he stayed with you with Jack and he didn't think that was his baby."

"But I was honest with him. It's just such a mess. The worse thing is, I can't even bond with that baby because it's like rubbing it in Perry's face. I don't feel the same way for her as I did with Jack. I don't think I ever will."

"Give him time and then you'll just have to be straight with him. Tell him everything."

"You're right, stick."

Elliot got up off the floor. "Come on, lets get some coffee."

JD's shift was finishing and he decided to pop by to see Dr Cox first.

As he got to the door, Carla came out. She didn't look very happy and he waited to speak to her before he went in.

"Everything okay?"

"You can't go in there."

"Why not?"

"He doesn't want to see any one."

"What's happened?"

"I don't know. He won't talk to me. I'm just his nurse."

"Think he'll kill me if I go in anyway?" JD asked.

"I think he'll yell at you until you get out." Carla said.

"Worth a try, right." JD said shrugging. He watched as Carla shrugged her shoulders. She knew Dr Cox didn't want to talk to her and she couldn't stop JD from trying. JD took a deep breath and turned the handle.

Dr Cox's eyes were upon him immediately. JD thought that he looked incredibly murderous at that moment. "Look, I know you don't want to talk with anyone right now, but you know what, you're the patient, I'm the doctor and I'm not leaving until I'm certain that you're alright."

"I'm fine. There, you can go now." Perry responded.

"Need a little more conviction than that."

"No can do."

"Guess I'll stay then."

"I'm sorry, you're right. I'm being so thoughtless. I mean, here I am, in obvious pain, with a crazy ex-wife to take care of the two children she obviously can't cope with, stuck in the hospital I spend all my time trying to get out of and I just didn't take the time to think about you. So.. so please, just stay as long as you want to because I'd hate to get in the way of what you need right now. Oh, but if you get the time and it's not too much bother, if you could just tell someone about the pain in my arm and I don't know, maybe have someone take a look at it to make sure there's no infection, that'd be swell."

"Carla was just in here, why didn't you tell her if your arm hurt?" JD asked, ignoring most of the rant and focusing on the important bit.

"Oh, come on, I'm not going to tell her am I?"

JD shook his head a little. "You want me to take a look at your arm?"

"Knock yourself out." Perry replied.

JD moved toward him and went to the injured arm, removing the bandages carefully so he could see the wound. JD made a quick inspection of the wound. "Does look a little infected."

"You know, when I said knock yourself out, I meant literally." JD ignored the comment. Perry sighed. "I hate being here."

"Doctors make terrible patients." JD commented.

"Gimme a break. I'm going through hell right now, I'm not allowed to vent at my doctor a little."

"You need me to do anything for you?"

"Fix my life, can you manage that?"

"I'm serious."

"So am I." Perry sighed deeply. "You want the real deal? You want to know everything. Here it is. Since my baby daughter arrived, my wife has turned into an emotionless shrew. She hasn't connected with the baby, due to 'post partum depression'. She's also decided that I'm the person who's responsible for that and she decides to basically drug me and take out all her frustration. She's so crazy that she thinks you're in love with me. She doesn't actually care that I've been in a car accident and have had my arm snapped in half and then she decides to tell me that the real reason behind all this craziness is, wait for it, you're going to love this, I'm not the babies father. Ta da!"

JD frowned. "I'm not in love with you."

"I know."

"That's a lot to take in." JD said, coming back to the main problem.

"Sure is."

"What are you gonna do?"

"I don't have a clue."

TBC.