Note-So, so sorry I couldn't upload this before! I had to leave before I got a chance! But here it is…a week late! Oh well, enjoy!

"Woah!"

Perry woke up with a start. He was drenched with sweat, his covers were twisted around him like a straightjacket and he was breathing heavily. He looked around him in a swift glance. Light flooded the room from the window. It was morning.

Perry got up, and flung open the window. Well, at least he would have if it had been unlocked, so instead he ended up slapping his hands against the glass pane, and he swore to himself. After a few minutes of fumbling with a lock, he pushed the window out, and looked outside. There was no snow, but the cold hit him instantly, and he shivered. He could taste the crispness of the morning air. The street outside was busy with people bustling to and fro, and he could hear the faint jangling of bells in the distance.

Then he saw someone he recognised. Keith was walking down the sidewalk, hands in his pockets, puffs of steam coming out from between his lips as he breathed.

"Dudemeister!" Perry yelled. He gained a few startled, odd looks from passers by, but Keith stopped, looked up, and started at the person calling him.

"D-Dr Cox! I mean…Chief Dr Cox!" he corrected himself.

"What day is it?" Perry asked. Keith's face turned to an expression of surprise and confusion.

"December 25th…" he mumbled unsurely.

"Christmas Day…" Perry muttered to himself, and he laughed. "Those goddamn spirits did it all in one goddamn night!"

Keith had begun to walk off again, but stopped when Perry called him back.

"Now you listen up, Dudemeister, and you listen good!" Perry called down. "I want you to go to the nearest Wall-Mart and get me the biggest, fattest stuffed Turkey they have, and bring it back here, you got that? Here's my wallet, I don't care how much you spend!"

He grabbed the wallet from his bedside table, and chucked it down. It landed on the sidewalk with a dull, leathery thud, and Keith scrambled to pick it up. Then he ran off. He returned in a few minutes, dragging behind him the largest bird Perry had ever seen.

"Good stuff, Dudemeister!" Perry grinned. "Now, I want you to take it to Barbie and Cindy's house; don't tell them who it's from! Take five dollars for yourself as well"

Keith nodded, took some money from the wallet, shoved the leather case through Perry's letterbox and walked off sullenly. Sure, Perry thought to himself, it was mean to send him to his ex-fiancée and her new husband's house, but hey, people don't become perfect overnight, right?

Suddenly, there was a knock at his door. Perry pulled on a dressing gown, and hurried to the front door of his apartment. When he opened it, he was amazed to see Doug and Ted standing at his door. They were dressed like human snowmen, in brightly coloured Dr Who-type scarves and woolly hats adorned with pom-poms. They were holding flyers for the charity that he had been collecting for the day before.

"D-Dr Cox!" Doug stuttered. "I'm sorry, I didn't realise this was your apartment…"

But before he had time to stutter another word, Perry had grabbed the clipboard and pen out of Ted's gloved hands, and was scrawling his name in one of the boxes. Then he silently handed it back to his employee. Doug stared at the writing in pure astonishment.

"A hundred dollars?" he said, barely keeping the squeak out of his voice. He turned back to his boss in horror. Perry just nodded.

"Get outta here, Nervous Guy. Go give those people what they need. And if anyone finds out about this you'll end up the patient side of the morgue" he said softly. Doug laughed (nervously), and hastily walked off with the lawyer in tow. Perry laughed quietly to himself.

The next morning, Perry was sitting in his office, writing out forms for a new load of hypodermic needles. He needed them. He was going to be opening up a new ward soon. A couple of new wards.

There was a tentative knock at his door, and JD nervously crept round into the room.

"You paged me, Dr Cox?" he asked quietly.

"I sure did, Newbie" said Perry, not looking up from his paperwork. "You're late"

"Sorry, Sir. I was rather making merry last night" said JD with an anxious laugh.

"I'm not gonna stand for this type of behaviour, Belle. So…I'm gonna go ahead and raise your salary"

Only then did Dr Cox look up at his protégé. Newbie was, quite obviously, shell-shocked. He stood, rigid, not sure what to do.

"I'm sorry, what now?"

"I'm gonna raise your salary, Newbie. And Blondie's"

JD smiled. It was the same, goofy, naïve, innocent smile that he'd had since he was an intern, the smile that had gradually faded and been lost in the past week. And Perry only realised then that it was the smile he missed.

"Thank you, Dr…"

"No trouble, Newbie. Now get outta here!"

JD turned to leave, but then Dr Cox remembered something.

"Hey, Belinda!"

JD turned back to his mentor.

"If you wanna bring your son in for a check up…I could get a bed in paediatrics"

JD looked down at his feet, ashamed looking.

"How did you know?" he muttered. Dr Cox smiled wryly.

"Word gets around" he said simply, quietly. "Oh, and before you diagnose another hypochondriac, make sure Carla knows about the new wards I'll be opening this week"

JD nodded, and hurried out of the room. Through the doorway, Perry caught a glimpse of Carla, Turk and the Janitor, talking together in a little huddle. He blinked, hard. Carla turned, and waved briefly before turning back to her conversation. Then the door swung shut, blocking his view again.

Note-Thanks to my lovely reviewers! I hope you all had nice Christmases! Due to

-ahem- popular demand (well, it won on my poll!), my next story will be an angsty JDox. Wish me luck…