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Author:MorganaJeffries(Callie)

Rating:PG13ish (for now)

Characters:Most of the Scrubs Crew

Genre:A little of everything, but mostly drama, angst, and horror

Summary: The gang venture off on a vacation together that takes a drastic turn for the worse.

My Vacation From Hell

CH3

(JD Narrative)

It's kinda funny how, while experiencing excruciating bodily pain, once can feel an even worse, more hurtful type, known as mental anguish, just by seeing the person they love with someone else.

Call me a hopeless romantic, or... maybe a person who watches way to many chick flicks in the middle of the night. A time when I'm sure no one will be around to see me hugging a pillow while crying tears of joy as Samantha Baker and Jake Ryan, the two main characters in one of my favorite movies, "Sixteen Candles" finally profess their love for one another. Or when Andie Walsh, yet another character portrayed by Molly Ringwald, and Blane Mcdonnagh a.k.a. Andrew McCarthy do the same in "Pretty in Pink".

(Sigh)...Always a happy ending.

So I ask, why should it be any different for me? A young ,debonair, virile, extremely attractive young doctor.

I don't know if it was some delusional hope brought on by my injuries, but for some reason or another I'd expected that of all those in the accident with me, Elliot would be the one to rush to my aid and maybe, just maybe...express her undying love for me while cradling me in her arms.

So was not the case, other than her saying "Oh JD.' and crying a little, which was kinda nice other than the whole "I hate seeing her cry thing", there was nothing,

She'd went right back to Keith and now here I was, feeling like a skewered wiener, being drug to some big spooky looking house by Dr. Cox and Carla.

Oh well...

What had happened to that little girl though? Why stay hidden in the shadows instead of coming out in the open and talking to us? Not that anyone believed that I'd seen her.

Poor delirious JD had imagined it, was what they'd thought, but no...I had seen her, she'd been there...Heck, maybe when we reached this house she'd greet us at the door and then I could jump up and say,"Hah ye disbelievers! There she is, I told ya so! Never doubt Dr. D!" Okay, maybe not because I'm pretty sure jumping around would kinda hurt, and I was in enough pain as it is, but a little "I told you so."would definitely be in order...

"You still with us Bambi?"Carla asked worriedly after my foot caught on a root and I still almost fell down, despite the fact she and Perry were pretty much carrying me at this point.

"Yeah, no worries...I'm fine. See, happy...face. "I bald face lied in reply as my head, which was beyond heavy, slumped over onto Perry's shoulder despite my efforts to hold it up.

Hey, he didn't even tell me to get off him. Maybe he doesn't hate me after all.

Still, despite all the pain I was in, I gave Carla a smile, hoping to convey to her that I was okay, that everything would be fine.

Hmm...maybe a bad idea since she looked close to tears when she returned it.

Note to self: When attempting to make friend feel better, do not have unshed tears of your own in eyes while trying to give reassuring smile. This, in most circumstances is a dead giveaway that you're lying.

Truthfully I was really feeling the pain now. Heck my inner dialog, which is usually my most effective means of escaping reality, wasn't even working anymore.

You will not cry...You will not cry...You're a big boy and you will not cry..I ordered myself while looking down at my feet, this making it easier to make them work.

I was not going to be a worrisome bother to my friends, and surely as I stand here now, if they caught any hint of me crying, it would only make the situation worse for them. So no, it isn't going to happen.

My stomach did feel a little better now than when the glass was still stuck in it. That had been total agony, and I was also still alive. Definitely a plus if I say so myself. Like the old saying goes "no matter what, there is always a silver lining."

Yeah...that's John Dorian's new philosophy. Not being dead is a silver lining.

"Well, it's not much further to the house Bambi and when we get there you can rest, so just hang on a little longer." Carla spoke up once more giving Perry a look of worry over the top of my slumped head. One I didn't see of course.

"M'kay, no...problem." I managed to get out before once again returning to my game of watch the feet.

Perry, other than the ministrations he gave, and the frequent stops he insisted on to make sure I hadn't started bleeding again, remained unusually quiet and withdrawn during the trek. I don't think he's said more than 5 words at the most that were directed totally to me ever since the accident.

I really hope he wasn't mad at me about the wreak, Escalades are rather expensive after all, and I hadn't warned him about the girl in time. Now it was a very expensive, wrecked car.

Hey I know, I'll just buy a lifetime supply of Ramen noodles, which shouldn't cost more than 100 bucks or so, then save my paycheck for say 2 ,maybe 3 years and buy them a new one...

That wouldn't change the fact that I'd ruined not just he and Jordan, but everyone's vacation.

"Good job on wearing your seatbelt there Sally. I'm surprised you even know how to put your pants on all by your little self every morning."I said mentally to myself in Dr. Cox's voice.

At least we hadn't hit the girl. So there, another silver lining...

Okay feet keep moving, you can do it..and no crying...I continued with my game, concentrating really hard as..

A mental picture of a train with my head as its caboose popped into my mind, chugging slowly up a big hill with smoke billowing from my ears as I said, "I think I can, chugga chugga, I think I can, chugga chugga, I think I can." repeatedly.

Peering through my very large eyes into the inside of my head you see Conductor Cox smiling big as he pulls on a rope hanging from above and my mouth opens wide, emitting a loud "Toot, toot!!"

"What's so funny man?"Turk asks seeing the smile on my face.

"Heh...Conductor Cox and the... little JD that... could."I replied through panting breaths, This dang walking was hard."I was...a caboose.."

"Okay then, I think someone needs a brain scan when we get to the hospital." Jordan spoke up from Keith's arms, feeling the need to put her own 2 cents in as per norm,"Or have you always been a little..."she asked making the motion beside her head for a crazy person."Cause had I known that, the whole "sleeping with you incident" would never have occurred."

"Tell me god, why, oh why couldn't you have done the small favor for not just me, but all humankind, and had her bite that tongue off?" Perry muttered under his breath, loud enough that I, Carla and Jordan herself apparently, still heard him.

"Aw...I thought you liked my tongue Perry."she said with a exaggerated pout.

"Eww...TMI woman, TMI." Turk said with a look of disgust on his face while shaking his head.

She is rather good with her ton...

My thought and the mental picture memory that came along with it was cut off short when Elliot said in almost a whisper.,"My god. It looks like the Bates motel."

I raised my head up at this cause I really like those old "Psycho" movies and my eyes were met by the sight of a huge old Victorian style house.

A feeling of foreboding automatically came over me as I took in the imposing and not at all inviting figure. I had to agree with Elliot about the "Psycho" thing though, and as I looked up at the many dark windows, I half expected to see the shadowy figure of Mrs Bates peering down at us.

I chose not to voice my reservations though because spooky looking or not, the place held possible means for helping to get some medical attention for Jordan, Turk, and myself.

Another reason I didn't speak up was because Keith immediately followed Elliot's statement with one of his own, saying, "Uh...do you really think we should go in there?"

Which resulted in Jordan saying,

"Well I'll be damned, you two are perfect for one another."Jordan said sarcastically,"Two pussies in a pod."

I wasn't about to give her reason to throw an insult in my direction also, so I said nothing.

"But it looks deserted anyway, so why even bother going in?"Elliot asked in a squeaky, nervous voice.

"There was a light on earlier, therefor it isn't deserted, but if its too scary , you and Captain Coward are mo-ore than welcome to wait out here Barbie."Perry said, his tone portraying the annoyance he was feeling quite clearly.

"I'm not scared." Barbie...I mean Elliot(damn Dr. Cox and his ability to come up with such clever nicknames), argued."I just forgot about the light."

Turk was already on the porch, and reached towards the large door with his good hand up, rapped softly on it.

"Oh, by all means, knock just as softly as possible Gandhi, after all we wouldn't want to actually wake anyone to come answer you now would we?"Perry asked sarcastically

Wordlessly he knocked again, much louder this time.

"See I told you, there's no one here."Elliot commented.

"That is impossible, there was a light on not 5 minutes ago, somebody is there." Perry said, tightening his hold since I was starting to sag a bit.

"I knocked. No one answered, but feel free to come do it again if you think that someone will miraculously open it for you."Turk snapped at the older doctor , for some reason or another reaching out and trying the doorknob as he spoke.

It came open, as did Turk's mouth.

"Hello?" he said, peeking his head into the doorway."Anybody here?"

Nothing.

"Should we go on in?"he asked us all.

"Wouldn't that be considered breaking and entering?"Keith asked."I don't want to go to jail."

"I don't wanna go to jail..."Perry mimicked him in a high whiny tone.

"The door was open, so technically that's not breaking and entering. It's just entering."Carla, always the peace keeper spoke up, looking at me worriedly while doing so.

"Yeah, okay."

So, we went inside.

"Wow. Now this baby is what I call a pad."Turk muttered in awe after entering.

"Look for a phone."Perry ordered after he and Carla lowered me into a laying position on the couch while Keith, who was panting from exhertion due to carrying her so far, sat Jordan down on the love seat across from me, in the room.

He then wordlessly rechecked my bandages for the 100th time.

"There's no phone, or electricity for that matter."Elliot announced after she, Turk and Carla reentered the room several minutes later.

"Can't you cut me a break here?"Perry asked, looking heavenwards."First you allow me to wed the devil himself, now this. I mean come on, just one frickin time!"

"Where was the light we saw earlier coming from then?"Keith voiced the question that we'd all been thinking.

"It was upstairs, so shouldn't we go check it out?" Carla asked after wrapping a ace bandage around Turks injured hand and securing it with a butterfly clip."Maybe whoever lives here is upstairs in bed and didn't hear us knock, and maybe they have a cell phone that works."

"Someone needs to stay here and keep an eye on Jordan and JD while the rest of us split up and search upstairs." Perry said.

I started to protest needing anyone to watch me, after all I'm a grown man, not a baby, but decided against it when I realized if I opened my mouth the puke I felt hovering, just waiting to come up, would emerge instead of the words I wanted.

"Ooh! I'll stay!" Keith volunteered a little too quickly, making it apparent that he had no wish to search the spooky house.

Heh, he's an even bigger puss than me.

I felt a strange satisfaction at this

"Fine, but if anything..and I mean anything, happens just yell. And recheck his bandages every so often."Cox requested.

"Yes sir, no problem. I am on it."Keith replied.

Captain Coward to the rescue, I thought with a small grin, making up my mind then and there that was going to be one nickname I personally helped spread after we got back.

Something surprising happened at that moment.

Elliot walked towards where Keith was standing over me on the couch, and I assumed she was going to bid him farewell with a long, torturous, slobber filled kiss, but she instead knelt down and kissed me, okay maybe it was just on the cheek but still... and said with a smile,"You hang in there." Only after this did she stand up and pat Keith's shoulder.

Score 1 for the invalid, I thought triumphantly.

They'd been gone 10 minutes or so when I heard Jordan say to Keith,"I'm not trying to be a bothersome bitch, well okay yes I am, but I have to go to the bathroom."

"Okay."he said, not moving from where he was perched on the arm of my couch.

"Hello stupid, I wasn't asking your permission. So let me spell it out for you, broken leg equals needing help getting to the bathroom."

"Oh...right. But we really shouldn't leave JD in here alone."he replied reluctantly.

"He's more than welcome to join us, but I think since we'll only be gone for a minute and he is a big boy, he'll be fine till we get back?"she replied, the statement coming out more as a question.

Oh how sweet, she's asking if I'll be okay..this will truly go down in my book of momentis occasions, right along side taking my first steps and watching my very first porno.

I was really starting to feel hot and the pain in my stomach seemed to be spreading through my whole body and I wasn't about to get up from where I lay, so I mumbled without opening my eyes,

"Go Keith."

After standing there unsuredly for several more seconds he went and helped her up and I found myself along in the big room.

I was almost asleep when I heard a rustling a few moments later, and I opened my eyes, turning my head in the direction it came from, expecting to see that Jordan and Keith had come back already,"That was...qui...holy crap."I started when seeing the girl standing hid in the shadows on the other side of the room."Hey, do you live here?"i asked after the shock wore off.

She gave no answer, just remained motionless.

"Um...do you have a phone we can use?"I continued on, feeling a bit creeped out by the fact she hadn't moved and I couldn't see her face.

Okay, still no answer...hmm...I should just yell out to Keith and Jordan because maybe she had been hurt somehow in the accident and couldn't speak.

Yeah, that's a good idea...

"Hey, you just stay there okay, and I'll get my friends back in here to..."

I didn't get the whole sentence out before, moving far to quickly for a regular person, she stood over me, her hair hiding her face from sight.

I backed away from her on the couch, the yell I wanted to release caught in my throat.

There was something very wrong here..

"Look, I don't know wha..."

She then reached out and put her hand around my throat simultaneously flipping her hair back, revealing her face to me for the first time.

"Eek..."followed by a whimper was all I could manage when I saw the huge black empty holes where her eyes should have been with what appeared to be blood leaking from the sockets.

Leaning closer towards me, she turned my head to the side and whispered into my ear in a dry cracking voice,"You and your friends...you're all going to die." followed by cackling.

I promptly screamed like a woman and passed out.

TBC