Disclaimer: Boy do I wish I owned this, but I don't

Author's Note: Chapter 6! I've written through chapter 8, I'm just taking my sweet time uploading them, just kidding, this was the first chance I've gotten to be online. Once I rewrite my screwed up Chapter 9 I'll get better at posting them. Hope you like this one. This was the one I was looking forward to writing.

Chapter 6

I walked back into the hospital, still shaking from my earlier encounter, praying that no one would walk into me. My hand repeatedly fell back into my pocket, making sure it hadn't fallen out. I turned to my locker and placed my jacket in the top, tucking the sleeve into the pocket so it was certain to stay put.

I took a deep breathe and put her photo album under my arm before walking towards her room. I placed my hand on the door and instantly felt one of my shoulder.

"I didn't do it, it's not mine!" I shouted.

"Good God, newbie, quite with the fantasies and pay attention to your surroundings," Dr. Cox said. "She's sleeping, so just get in and get back out."

I nodded and silently snuck into her room, placing the photo album on the bed stand.

"So did he give it to you?" She asked, her eyelids popping open. "My Man, did he give it to you?"

"Oh, yeah, the photo album is next to your bed," I said, she jumped up, moving faster than I'd ever seen her move.

"Not what I was talking about."

PC groaned and walked towards John's door, not even a little bit prepared to deliver the news that he knew he had to.

"Hold up there, Per," Dr. Elias said. "Are you sure you're ready to do this?"

PC nodded, walking into the room.

"So how is she?" The man said, jumping up. "Can I see her?"

PC sat at the edge of the bed. "Well, John, I'm afraid we have some bad news."

"I don't get what you're talking about."

I backed away towards the door, but she followed, her eyes wide, her hand twitching slightly. "Jace, I don't know what you're talking about."

She grabbed my arm. "I think you do, where is it?"

"No!" John screamed, standing from the bed and grabbing his hair. "She's not dead, she can't be dead!"

"I'm really sorry..." PC tried to say but was cut off.

"It was you, wasn't it? You're so goddamned incompetent that you probably couldn't even save an ant from the sun. God!" He screamed, completely falling apart before the interns eyes.

Within moments a new look appeared in the man's eyes and PC caught the silvery shine of a scalpel that had gone missing only days before.

It only took a moment before he realized just how serious things had become.

I tried to pull from her grasp but I couldn't manage it. She had the hunger in her eyes, she needed it and nothing could stop her.

"Jace, you've got to calm down, you're better than this!" I frantically said. It wasn't much longer after that that she got me into a choke hold with the sharp end of a missing scalpel pressed into my throat.

PC fought against the grip of the man, but rage and sadness had gotten the better of him. Blood from both parties in the struggle lingered on PC's srubs and he could already feel the first wave of nausea hitting him.

"Ever hear of an eye for an eye?" The man asked, flipping PC into a choke hold, placing the blood drenched end of the scalpel to his throat.

Outside of the room Dr. Elias got his first look at what was going on.

Dr. Cox watched in horror as everything unfurled in front of his eyes. One moment she was asleep and innocent, the next she was armed and dangerous. Time had seemed to slow. Around him he could hear Carla scream, Elliot sob, and his own feet hitting the tile.

He was running to JD's rescue and hadn't even realized it.

I prayed to everything I could thinkof, and I'm not religious. I knew it had already cut into me, yet I was in such a shock I couldn't feel a thing. She was saying something, I just couldn't hear her.

Carla was outside. I could see her talking on the phone. My heart tells me to wave but my mind says no sudden moves. Elliot is out there, she seems like she's hyperventilating. It must be Mr. Dohan again, he likes to feel up pretty girls, and me for some reason...

The door flys open and reality hits me, the can see through the glass. Dr. Cox is in the room, I'm in so much pain I feel like I'm going to die, there's a knife in my throat, and I think I'm going to pass out...

The door flew open and Dr. Elias ran in. John backed into the wall, tightening his grip.

"He killed her, I'll kill him!" He screamed.

Dr. Elias held his hands out. "Let's talk about this, John, it doesn't have to be this way."

"No! He killed her, he killed my girlfriend."

PC tried to shake his head, but the grip was to tight.

"He didn't," the other doctor said. "I did."

John's breathe became jagged and confused. He screamed and threw the scalpel, releasing PC before retreating to a corner in the back of the room and breaking into hysterics.

Dr. Cox rushed into the room and could see his intern in her arms, unconscious and bleeding, but breathing none-the-less.

"Jace, let him go," he said. The girl shook her head, sinking the blade deeper into his throat.

"He's hiding something from me," she said. "If you can find it I'll give him back. He's trying to steal my stash."

"You're talking crazy, Jace. JD is better than that."

Jace smiled at him. "If you say so."

And she pulled the blade across his neck, throwing him to the floor.

PC crawled over to where Dr. Elias had been. His mentor was lying on the ground with a pool of blood.

A scalpel was sticking from his jugular.