Summary: I know it has been ages since my last update and I also know that alot of you have gave up hope that there would be a new chapter but never fear, I am back. Yes I have pushed through the writer block walls and have found strength to give all my loyal readers another chapter. Please don't be mad that I made you wait because they were really thick walls but I will promise to try my best and give you another chapter before the year is out. I promise

Disclaimer: Don't own it, don't own it, don't own it. There Bill, are you happy now. Now on to Chapter Ten!

Chapter 10

It didn't take long for the news about J.D's mother hitting spread throughout the hospital, especially since Lavern was there to witness it. It was also wasn't long before Perry demanded Kelso to let him leave early to make sure J.D was okay. There wasn't much of a fight seeing as how Kelso knew of incident and how Perry would leave regardless of what he said.

So with that, Perry made his way home and discovered a passed out J.D on the floor by the bar surrounded by pieces of broken glass.

"Dammit J.D." Perry muttered to himself as he picked up the younger man and carried him to the bedroom, laying him across the bed. Once J.D was settled, Perry then went into the kitchen to grab the trashcan to pick up the broken glass. It didn't take long for the doctor to pick up the broken glass and throw it away nor did it take him long to figure out how to help J.D. Making sure that J.D was still asleep, he pulled out his cell phone to make a very important phone call.

After he made the call, Perry placed the trashcan back into the kitchen and made himself comfortable on the living room sofa. He didn't have anything to do but wait for J.D to wake up and tell him what happened.

The throbbing pain inside J.D's head was the first thing he felt when he woke up. Opening his eyes, he realized that he was no longer by the bar but instead he was in the bed. To avoid the feeling of dizziness and the nausea of a hangover, J.D slowly rose from the bed and walked out of the bedroom to find a sleeping Perry on the sofa. J.D realized that Perry must have heard about what happened with his mother and came to check up on him, only to find him passed out on the floor.

"Perry-"

"Glad to see you're finally awake there Pricilla" Perry interrupted, turning over to see a horrible looking J.D standing behind him. "Thought you might be out for the night."

"What are you doing home?"

"Hmm lets see; I come home after hearing about what happened between you and mommy dearest after getting ripped a new one by Bob for wanting to make sure you were okay only to find that you're okay. In fact you're so okay that you decided to drink my best scotch to celebrate and throw glass everywhere to show the world that you're okay."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen."

"You bet your ass you didn't mean for it to happen but that doesn't matter because this ends now."

"I said I was sorry."

"Sorry doesn't cut it anymore."

"What does that mean?"

"I mean everything J.D, all of it." Perry jumped up from the chair and grabbed J.D by the shoulders, "The drinking, the pill popping, the suicide attempts-"

"I never tried to kill myself-"

"Oh really, because finding you in the bathtub drowning, high on pills doesn't count as an attempted suicide, and yes I counted the pills. I mean my God how do you down almost a whole bottle of pills in less than a week. And lets not forget about finding you passed out with a whole bottle of scotch in your system which by the way is a good way to die of alcohol poisoning. If these aren't signs that you need help then I must be the world's worst doctor."

"I've told you before that I don't need help, I can do this on my own Perry." J.D hissed as he tried to pull away but the alcohol and Perry's strength was keeping him trapped. "Besides, even if I need help I didn't ask for your help."

"You don't have to ask for help to be in need of it."

"I can handle this just fine."

"No you can't and you won't."

"Don't tell me what I can't do you bastard."

"Then a bastard is what I'll be if that means you seek the counseling that you need."

"For the last freaking time I don't need help. What happened is over and done with and I don't care anymore. Just let it go."

"I can't" Perry whispered, "I can't let it go and I can't do this anymore. So if you won't get the help that you need then all I can say is that I'm done."

"What do you mean you're do?"

"I said I'm done." Perry replied again, letting J.D go and walking past him and towards the door. "I can't do this anymore."

"No you don't-" J.D ran until he was in front of Perry and pushed him before he had a chance to get to the door. Perry was startled by the push, tripped over his foot, and fell to the ground. "You do not get to walk away from me."

"You so did not want to go there Stacy." Perry growled at J.D as he tried to get up but J.D sat on top of him, pressing all his weight down.

"So you're just going to walk away from me. I thought you loved me."

"Get the hell off me."

"So that you can do what, walk out on me and leave me alone. I will not let that happen."

"You don't have much of a choice."

"How can you do this and love me at the same time. You're nothing more than a liar."

Since Perry was much stronger than J.D it only took one swift move to roll over and pin J.D to the floor beneath him. "God help me I do, I love you so much that I refuse to watch you self destruct because you're too stubborn to get the help you need." Perry hissed at the squirming man under him, "I already have one train wreck of a life to deal with and I do not need another one."

"That's not me-"

"Yet, that's not you yet but it will be unless you get help. I want what's best for you and what's best for you is to get help."

Perry said nothing else as he got up and made his way towards the door. He took one last look at J.D before he grabbed his coat and walked out.

Breathing sharply, he grabbed his side as he walked to the elevator. The pain of being thrown to the floor did nothing good for his stab wound that hadn't healed fully yet but he wasn't about to let it stop him from leaving. Leaving proved a point to J.D, that he meant what he said about him getting help and he could only pray to God that J.D listened.

J.D sat up on the floor and stared at the door Perry recently walked out of. He couldn't believe that the one person who stood by his side through everything was actually walking away.

Tears clouded his vision as he used his last bit of strength to pull himself from the floor and walk over to the sofa. Still hung-over, his head and body ached as he laid down and curled up in ball. He continued to cry as realization sunk in that Perry was serious; that if he didn't get help then he would walk away forever.

The more he thought about the more he realized that Perry could be right. The voices and images in his head weren't going away on their own, no matter had hard he tried to push them aside. If he wanted his life back to the way it was he was going to have to let someone help him and he knew just the person.

Quickly, he got up from the sofa and grabbed the phone to call the hospital. If Perry wanted him to get help then he was going to get it. He couldn't live the rest of his life broken and alone.

After calling the hospital psychiatrist to set up an early morning appointment, he put the phone down and walked back to the sofa to wait for Perry to return.

It was past midnight when Perry made his way back home. After a few drinks at the bar, he drove to Jordan's house to see Jack only to gratefully found Jordan out for the evening. He didn't ask where since he didn't care and told the nanny that he would stay with Jack until Jordan came back, giving her the rest of the night off. He spent the evening caring for Jack and thinking about J.D wondering if he would listen to him.

Deep down Perry knew that he would leave J.D, not with him in the state that he was in but he wanted to make him see that he did need help. There are some things that you can't deal with on his own and only with professional help would he be able to overcome them. It hurt him a great deal to give J.D the ultimatum but he didn't have a choice; it was either get help or lose him forever to a mental breakdown or even worse, death.

Jack had been asleep for a few hours when Jordan finally came home surprised to see him at her place.

"What are you doing here?" Jordan asked as she threw her keys on the counter and hung up her coat. "You and D.J fighting already."

"Not now Jordan." Perry grumbled in response as he picked up his jacket. "Jack asleep."

"Perry, is everything alright."

"I'm fine-"

"Perry we were together for a long painful time and during those years I must admit there were times when I actually listened to you express your feelings so I know when something's bothering you. Now tell me what's wrong before I really put your testicles in my trophy case.

"How'd you do it?"

Jordan looked at her ex-husband in confusion as she grabbed his arm. "What do you mean how did I do it, how did I do what?"

"How'd you do it, stand by so many times and watch me self-destruct when all you could do is watch." Perry whispered as he looked at her. He couldn't but feel as if the universe was getting back at him for all the bull he'd put other people through throughout his life. It was if everyone was in on the joke and he was clueless to what was going on.

"I don't know." Jordan shrugged, "Maybe it was easy because my mom did it with my dad or maybe it was because it made you miserable and I enjoyed you being miserable. It was the best part of my day."

"Glad I could make you happy."

"It really did but that's not the point. The point is I loved you and maybe that's why I let it slide but that doesn't mean you should. If J.D really needs the help you says he does then you need to fight like hell to help him or risk losing him forever.

"Great advice."

"Glad I could help. Thanks for putting Jack to bed. I was so worried he would be high on sugar and desperate for my attention."

"Jack's still my son, nothing's going to change that. It doesn't matter if we're together or not."

"Good to know, now if you could please leave I left Elliot in the car with the windows rolled up and told her to come up on my signal."

"How's that working out for you?"

"She rambles a lot but once I block out the sound of her voice it makes everything better."

Perry laughed at the response and gave Jordan and quick kiss on the forehead. "Tell Jackie I'll see him tomorrow." he replied as he made his way out of the door. He continued to laugh as he passed a disheveled looking Elliot coming off the elevator.

"Hey Dr. Cox-" Elliot screeched as soon as she saw Perry, "I was just checking in on a patient."

"Don't care Barbie, don't care." was all he said as he got on the elevator to make his way home.

Perry walked into the apartment to find J.D asleep on the sofa. Not wanting him sleep on the couch, he bent down and scooped the younger man into his arms.

"I'm glad you came back." a sleepy J.D responded as he rested his head on Perry's shoulder. "I was worried you wouldn't but you did."

"Me too."

"I thought about what you said and you were right. I don't want to be like this anymore, I need help and I'm going to get it. I promise."

"I'm glad." Perry whispered as he laid J.D softly onto the bed and then laid down beside him, pulling the blanket over both of them.

"Thank-you."

"For what."

"Not giving up on me." J.D replied, moving his body closer to Perry's and laying his head on his shoulder.

"You're welcome." was Perry said as he used his free hand to run his fingers through J.D's hair. He couldn't be happier that J.D decided to get the help he needed even if he did have to push him to that point.

After a night of restless sleep J.D couldn't help but be excited and nervous about going to his therapy session. Nervous that he was going to make a fool of himself and excited to know that the hospital's therapist was known for always being really late and ending the session's extremely early. Add that to the fact that the man was gullible J.D knew that he wouldn't have to be there very long.

Leaving before Perry had a chance to awaken, J.D wanted to make sure that he arrived at his appointment on time and wasn't surprised when Dr. Green wasn't even there. He made himself comfortable on the sofa, laying down in hopes to get a few minutes of extra sleep when the door suddenly opened and jerked him out of his thoughts.

"Hope I didn't wake you."

J.D was surprised to see Dr. Richards coming through the door instead of the hospital's psychologist. He hadn't seen her since his session to be released from the hospital and hadn't planned on seeing her again. "What are you doing here, where's Dr. Green?"

"I was asked to come here by someone very close to you and to where Dr. Green is, to that I have no clue but you shouldn't worry about that."

"I shouldn't be worried; you don't even work here."

"Doesn't matter, I'm here for as long as you need me." Dr. Richards smiled as she took her seat. "Took a sabbatical from Shady Oaks and they allowed me come and give you sessions here a Sacred Heart."

"I don't want to talk to you."

"Well guess what Dr. Dorian you have no choice because if you don't complete your sessions you won't be reinstated and you don't want that to happen now don't you."

"Well no-"

"Then I suggest you do exactly what I say if you want to ever practice medicine again."

J.D said nothing as he watched Dr. Richards put down her suitcase and open her notebook. He didn't know why but he could already tell that the woman was going to be nothing but trouble for him.

Yes J.D has finally admitted that he needs help but recovery will not be an easy road, especially when you have a woman like Dr. Richards down your back. Nevertheless, J.D is very strong and will pull through with the help of his friends and family. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter and until next time take care of yourself and each other. (Jerry Springer at the end of every show.)