Its just part of the job ….I guess…

I'm going to send this story line to the Scrubs makers and if I get any money ill split it with all my reviewers' lol!!

Anyways 'Happy Fathers Day' to all the dads out there and a big shout out to my Dad :p

Thanks to my review of my last chapter:

Masayous : Stop the clock stop the clock!!!!! Lol ((I still can't believe you wont tell me what happens in book 11))

Alex: Yup hes a definite hottie! And thanks for reviewing!

Qwerty: thanks for the review!

Summary: J.D has a little, sick friend. Sixteen-year-old Riley, who is constantly in and out of hospital. Together the pair wreak havoc upon the hospital, but can J.D help Riley get better?

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Scrub team! I do own Riley though :o)

J.D's POV

"How? What?" I took in a deep breath and breathed out deeply "What the hell are you doing here!"

"I'm ill Dr J.D " The janitor shuffled about on his bed "and this pillow is ever so uncomfortable"

"But –how?" I cried astonished

"Remember the other day when I accidentally reversed and nearly back my car in to you" he smiled innocently "well that night, it began raining hard and fiercely…"

J.D's eyes widened and leaned against the bed; he could tell this story was going to be out of the ordinary.

"Yeah raining hard..." The Janitor reminisced, "The night was cold. I had to pull on my thick jumper to go and let the dog outside at the night so it could – y'know does its business and I heard a rustling in the bushes" He paused dramatically "well I grabbed my bat behind the door and went to investigate…"

"What… what was it?" JD gulped

"A Racoon" The janitor smirked

"A racoon?" JD sighed and stood up straight "well what did it do too you to fracture your leg?"

"What did it do too me?" The Janitor smiled "It was a racoon stupid what could it have done to me? I fractured my leg last night when I slipped getting out of the shower"

"Well what about that story about the Racoon? Why did you tell me that?"

"I like Racoons! I find them fascinating, just thought id let you know since were going to see each other everyday now buddy"

"We saw each other everyday anyway!"

"This pillow is really lumpy…" the Janitor smacked his lips together "and my mouths dry…how about a drink of water buddy…"

"I'm not your buddy!" JD said walking out of the room and slamming the door.

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"Did you know about this?" JD demanded to Dr Cox, where he found lurking about in his office.

"About what?" He cried irritable

"That Mr Johnson, was the janitor"

"Really? I always thought that was Bruce Wayne? Or was he the Batman?" He pushed JD out of his office "Shirley I can't talk at the moment I'm busy" With that he slammed the door leaving JD stood outside.

"Lousy no good mother…"

Later that day…. Riley POV

"Okay, does this hurt Riley?"

Ouch

"No"

I was sat in that god forsaken chemotherapy room. Dr Smiley and nurse Smiley were prodding me yet again.

I felt right scruffy, in just my nightgown but I had no energy to get changed, and I had scrapped my hair back into a ponytail. Some of the nurse kept complementing on how my hair was still there. How unusual it was for hair still to be there after years of Chemo. My secret was – try to avoid as many Chemotherapy sessions as possible. But lately these sessions seem inevitable.

"Right well lie back, whilst we take a sugar level sample Riley" I lay back on the uncomfortable bed. My mum had left me alone yet again and gone home. I never did find out what Dr Cox said to her. She just kept saying that I would need more chemotherapy sessions but I would get better. She then left me with a kiss and told me I couldn't go to the party at weekend. So unfair!

I felt like a kid when I stamped my feet and cried. I was really looking forward to leaving this hospital, leaving this life for a while just so I could have a little fun. Dr Cox told me to go to sleep and rest. God he's so like a dad! I wonder if he is one…

I've never known my dad. He left when I was four. My mum said he ran off with the milkman. I never did find out whether or not that was true…

"Okay were all done here now" I sat up shakily as Dr Smiley called for a doctor to come and collect me.

JD POV

"Okay, huh huh" I walked over to Carla who was on the phone and slumped against here desk. Today had been one frenzied day. I had been running after that lousy janitor all day since he reported me to Dr Kelso. "Okay, I've got someone here now, he'll come and collect her" Carla hung up and smiled "JD you wanted in therapy room three, Riley needs collecting, she's just had her therapy sitting"

"But I thought she had one yesterday?" Carla shrugged and I walked off to collect her.

I stood outside of therapy room three when my bleeper bleeped. That was my punishment off Dr Kelso; he gave the janitor my number so he could easily get in touch. I pulled the bleeper from my pocket and read the message:

Message received 14:24pm: Pillow becoming lumpy.

Grrrr he's so annoying! I knock on the door and was convene with a very ill looking Riley sat in a wheel chair.

"Hey" I smiled sympathetically as she grew red. I began pushing her down the corridor to her room and said goodbye to her as I left her in her room. It was really weird; she didn't speak to me once. I didn't like this version of the once happy Riley and it hit me for the first time since I met her. What if she died?

Riley POV

Oh my god! I nearly died of embarrassment when the doctors opened that door revealing JD. Okay I admit it I do fancy him. What was really weird was that we didn't say one word on the way back to my room. Were normally dead chatty to eat other, but I think we were both thinking the same thing….

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Oh, okay ill try and get the next chapter up as fast as possible! Sorry for the long wait for this chapter but :o) ive finished school now so ill have plenty of time :P

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