A/N: I've changed the Journey series slightly by having them all grouped together rather than as seperate stories.

3. Moving On

Carla heard the sound of some one tapping the desk where she was working.

Looking up, she met the dark brown eyes of Jordan Sullivan.

Carla wasn't sure she could plaster a fake smile on her face to greet the lady, so she didn't bother. "Can I help you?" she asked.

"I wondered if you could do me a favour." Jordan asked. She held out her left hand, displaying a diamond ring placed on her ring finger.

"Oh." Carla said.

"What I want you to do for me, nurse, is page Dr Cox for me. I don't want him to miss this happy moment of mine." Jordan noticed something flash in Carla's eyes and she looked down.

"I can't do that I'm afraid." She said. She looked up again, the look gone, her eyes displaying the strength she had. "He left."

"He what?" Jordan asked, shocked. Perry wasn't the type to leave. To move on with his life.

"Probably about a month after you left for good." Carla continued.

"Why?" Jordan asked, her tone sounding a little softer than moments ago.

"I don't know, I haven't spoke to him in a while."

"Why?" Jordan repated.

"I don't know. I guess... part of me feels responsible for him leaving.I tried to talk to him before he left but he wouldn't listen."

Jordan shrugged, looking at her ring admiringly. "Never mind. If you do see him ever again, try and mention this for me, huh?" Jordan said.

"Oh, I'm sure to." Carla replied sarcastically.

It had been a week since Dr Cox had walked out of Sacred Heart. No one had mentioned him or heard from him since. Turk had dropped the anger he'd had, mostly due to Carla being so upset because she felt so guilty.

JD felt weird at the hospital without him being there. None of the others really understood how he felt because none of them look at Dr Cox the way he did. None of them had a mentor nor needed one.

That was why he was there.

The middle of the night and after spending a night drinking at the bar trying to work out why Dr Cox had left and finding no reason, he'd ended up there. Outside his apartment.

He wanted to help. Be there for him. Carla wouldn't go because things between them were too unsettled. And besides from Carla, who else would turn up?

Preparing himself for Dr Cox being incredibly pissed off by JD turning up so late and probably disturbing his sleep, he knocked loudly on the door, loud enough to wake him if he were asleep. He was surprised that the door was opened quickly. No visible emotion passed across Perry's face.

JD suddenly found himself speechless. He looked past Perry and in to the room. There were several large boxes around the place. Looking back to the man in front of him JD knew he must look surprised. "You're moving?"

"Bingo." Cox replied. "Is that it?"

"No, I- can I come in?"

Perry didn't reply, he simply walked away from the door, leaving it open. JD walked through, closing the door behind him. He spotted a paper on the table with several circled properties on it. "Found anywhere yet?" JD asked.

"Not yet. Why are you here?"

JD what he should say. He wanted to be honest, but wasn't sure how Cox would react to the truth. But he decided it was the only way to go. "I'm worried about you. You've just given up on things that I never thought you would."

"The hospital?" Perry supplied.

JD nodded. "I know you're some times a little disgruntled with working there, but I still thought you'd be there."

"It's not just the hospital." Cox said. He stopped wrapping some of the items he was packing away and sat down. "Me and Jordan are through and I don't want to see her walking around the hospital. But, I really just want a fresh start. Somewhere where everyone doesn't know about me and doesn't hate me."

"No one hates you there." JD said.

"You want to go check with Kelso?" Perry replied.

"You know, he won't say it, but he looks a little freaked out. The other residents aren't as good as you and he knows it even if he won't ever admit it."

"It's not just him. There's Carla."

"She doesn't hate you." JD defended. "She's worried but she doesn't know whether she should talk to you or not."

Perry shrugged it off. "And that's it. No one else there gives a crap whether I stay or go."

"That's not true."

"It is. I've been there for years, I've got one friend, and I've cut her off." Perry rubbed a hand across his face. "Anyway, it's done now. I'm going for a fresh start."

"Have you got a new job yet?"

"I've applied for residency director at St Joseph's."

JD felt a sudden surge of happiness that Perry wasn't moving too far away. It was about a 30 minute drive from his apartment.

Silence fell upon the pair and Perry resumed packing.

"You know, I'll miss you at the hospital." JD said.

Perry continued packing like he hadn't heard. "No more safety net."

"That's not it. I'll just miss you." JD realised Perry wasn't going to say anything else. "So, you wanna hand packing?"

Perry sighed, stopping what he was doing. "No, I really wanna go to sleep."

"Okay, I'll get going. But if you need a hand, you got my number."

"I really don't." Cox replied.

"You won't need a hand moving all this stuff?"

"No, I mean I don't have your number."

"Oh." JD replied. "You- you want it."

"Whatever." Cox replied. JD assumed that meant 'Yes'.

JD moved over to the paper with the properties circles and scribbled the number down on the page. "Don't lose it."

Cox moved over to the door, opening it. "Goodnight, JD."