I posted this before, but I wasn't sure about it. I am now. It might take awhile to finish, but I will finish it. This is going to have a lot of ups and downs in it. Not always happy, but I like it. Lots of sex.

I own nothing. Please review. Enjoy!

"We need to talk," Carla demanded walking up to the Janitor and his people, "Alone. Now."

Everything was silent for a moment before Glen nodded his head in consent causing the others to leave. It had officially been one month since his and J.D.'s relationship came to light and things were going exactly like the older man thought. Which to say was not a good thing.

The day after they told J.D.'s best friends it was all over the hospital. At first everyone thought it was a joke, but after a week of both men saying it was real the comments and looks started causing the men to be on edge around the people they worked with

No one minded that they were both men, they were a little surprised to know Glen was gay, but that was it. No, the problem was the fact it was J.D. and the Janitor. Glen swore if he was accused of brain washing or abusing the doctor he was going to kill someone. It might be difficult to understand how they got together after everything, but this was starting to get ridiculous.

All in all though, the three people that J.D. truly cared about were the ones not even attempting to understand. Yes, everyone else was making comments, but that was slowly coming to an end. Then the three would say something once more and everything would start all over again.

The Janitor might dislike the accusations everyone was making, but it was nothing to him at the end of the day. The only thing he was concerned about was how J.D. was taking everything. While that was better than he expected the brown eyed man could see how each comment weighed his lover down.

There was nothing he could do to help the younger man. Though the thought of them just breaking up all together had come to mind more than once. Anything to get that sadness out of his eyes. Glen knew that that would just make things worse. He just wanted J.D. to be happy again.

"What can I do for you, Nurse Espinoza?" Glen asked leaning back in his chair.

"Oh, cut the bull," Carla glared, "What are you playing at?"

"What makes you think I'm playing at anything?"

"You're dating J.D."

"I wasn't aware he was un-dateable."

"You know what I mean!"

Feeling the anger that had been slowly filling him ever since the whole situation started suddenly boil to the surface the Janitor straightened in his chair and glared back. Glen could admit to having a small fear of the Latina, but now was not the right time for that fear to show itself. This was about J.D. and he wasn't going to let the younger man down.

Glen wanted to prove to not only J.D. and himself that he could take care of him, but everyone else as well. He knew what he came off as and he knew how much the blue eyed man used to fear him. Somehow that fear had turned into love and he wasn't going to let him down.

He still couldn't believe J.D. loved him. It had been almost a year that they started this whole thing and it wasn't like they both didn't know that they'd end up there one day, but to hear those words fall from those full lips was the best feeling he'd ever had. It was the perfect moment, or it would have been if he had said it back.

It wasn't as if he didn't feel it too, he had felt that for awhile now, but he didn't really do love. He hadn't said it aloud since he was a child and even then he didn't ever really hear it back. Now J.D. was the one to say it and he had found himself completely unable to utter those three words back no matter how much he wanted to.

What was it about the doctor that changed everything? In all his year of observing people in the hospital he'd never seen Dr. Cox or Carla got like they do towards him. They had let the younger man into their hearts whether they meant to or not and no matter how much they fought it and there was no way that he was ever going to leave.

As much as Glen hated to admit it J.D. was able to break past any wall that was put in front of him, if he wanted to. There were times when he'd leave the walls in place, but he always made sure the person knew he was there for them. It was something that made him a wonderful doctor and a hell of a person.

"I know this is just some game to you," Carla's voice broke through his thoughts, "And if you think for one second that…"

"What made it seem like a game?" Glen interrupted with a faux-curious tone.

"What?"

"Tell me what part of our relationship made it seem like this was a game?"

"Well, you…"

"Take him on dates? Spend the night and our off days with him? Have clothing at his house?"

"You're just…"

"Playing him? Yes, this is my big plan. That's why he told you."

"You told him to wait! For months!"

"What did you think I would do?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"This is what I was trying to avoid. Have you even seen J.D. lately? He's miserable."

"He wouldn't be miserable if you guys weren't dating."

"Really? That's what you're going with? Why don't you compare how J.D. was before and after he told you about our relationship and then try to tell me off."

Carla broke eye contact with the older man for a moment. She was beginning to question what she thought before. Still, it was the Janitor. Could everyone have possibly been this wrong about the man? Was he really this good of an actor?

The nurse just wanted her friend to be safe. That was it. Yes, she didn't know the Janitor even after years of working in the same place, but she had heard everything that her young friend had said. Even if she hadn't actually believed a word of it until they announced their relationship.

"If you hurt him…" Carla started trying to keep the upper hand.

"Let's straighten one thing out," Glen stood up, "I'm not the one hurting him."

Carla completely froze at that. Was it possible that she…that they were the ones that were hurting J.D.? No, they were just trying to protect him. He was so innocent and naïve. He needed to be protected from people like the Janitor.

What was even up with that? Did J.D. know the mans real name? Because she had only ever heard him call the other man by his title. Who did that? It just didn't make any sense to the Latina.

Looking away from the older man the nurse thought back to everything that had been happening lately. The Janitor was right when he said that J.D. had been happy. Happier than she had ever seen him. Even with all the relationships he'd been in and there was the fact that this was the longest one.

No matter what he said the doctor always ruined his relationships. He liked being with someone, but the second it started to get even remotely serious something enviably happened to destroy it and in the end it was almost always stupid and J.D.'s fault. It was just how things went with him.

Almost a year though. That was practically unheard of. It was…It was actually something she would be proud of if it wasn't for the fact that he was dating a guy he repeatedly said had harmed and threatened him. It was just begging to turn into an abusive relationship.

"Have you talked to J.D. lately?" the Janitor questioned crossing his arms over his chest.

"Of course I have," Carla rolled her eyes.

"Really? Because from what I've heard you've been lecturing him instead of actually listening to him. If you did you'd see why everything you're assuming is wrong. You never were good at listening though, were you?"

"Hey, you don't…"

"I do, Carla, I do get to say things like this because someone has to and J.D. is too good of a person to."

"Are you…You're trying protect him? From us?"

"If I need to."

The nurse wanted nothing more than to scoff once again at the Janitor, but something told her that she couldn't do that anymore. The more she thought about it the more it seemed like the man was right about everything. They were hurting J.D. by acting the way they were.

Still, at the end of the day she found herself at least somewhat glad that things happened this way. She knew the Janitor was afraid of her and seeing him stand up to her to protect J.D. was a good thing. It was something that the younger man was going to need.

"One year?" Carla questioned nodding her head.

"Yeah," the Janitor answered, "One year next month."

"Have you thought about what you're going to do for him?"

"What I'm going to do for him? I'm going to ask him to move in."

"Really? How are you going to do that?"

"Over dinner?"

"Yeah, but how? You do know that J.D. likes big romantic gestures? That if you want this relationship to keep going strong you need to do something big every once in awhile?"

"I do?"

"Come on, Janitor, I'll figure out exactly what you're going to do. All you need to do is follow what I say exactly."