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I walked into the locker room and changed into my scrubs and threw on a lab coat. If I was going to start today, I was going to start it right. I was a doctor here. Not a Newbie. Dammit, I was thirty years old. I had to grow up. There was one thing that didn't change, though. The hair, of course. My hair was classic. Let's be honest here, who doesn't love the JD hair?

It still didn't change the fact that I was pretty damn nervous. I'd been in emergency situations before - That was typical hospital life, but working in the ER, I just didn't know what to expect. It's the reason why I chose it. I knew it would change me as a doctor, and that's what I wanted, but could never get..

"You sure think a lot to yourself don't you?"

I glanced to my left, and saw a tall man probably a few years older than myself who'd just changed into some scrubs right after me. He must have been the tall, dark, and handsome doctor that's in all of those medical shows, but doesn't really exist. Except he does. And he's about 3 feet in front of me. I quickly replied before he could think that I was a reclusive weirdo, "Yeah, I tend to. Are you an ER doc?"

He nodded, "Yeah, Dr. Jeff Sokolowski. Are you a new resident here?"

I figured that I probably looked either really sheltered or just really young, "No, actually, I'm the new doctor that transferred."

He scratched his head and shrugged his shoulders apologetically, "Sorry, you just looked really out of place there for a moment."

I tied my shoes while making small talk, "You could sure say that again. After all, I did transfer from southern California. Chicago's quite a scenery change for me. And weather change. Damn, it gets cold here."

He studied me for a moment as though he was trying to figure me out. Like whether I was the hotshot doctor with an ego a mile wide or the doctor who was so timid that he couldn't even talk to patients. I'd like to think I'm somewhere in between those, but it's not like Mr. Athletic better known as Dr. Tall Jeff Sokolowski would see that. I could tell from that moment on that he'd been in the ER for quite a few years, so he definitely had experience on his side.

He finally spoke up to break up the silence, "Well, here we are talking and I've told you mine, but I don't even know your name."

I thought I was going to be pretty nervous around this guy at first, but I realized I was fairly comfortable. He didn't make me jumpy and I figured the we'd get along pretty well, so I said, "Dr. John Dorian, but most people call me JD."

"Nice to meet ya, JD You can call me Jeff. I suppose I'll be seeing you pretty soon after you get started. Till then, I hope your first day goes well." And with that, he was gone leaving me alone in the empty locker room. I took a deep breath, closed my new locker, and walked out the swinging door. I'd have to return those calls later. Sorry, Elliot, I promise I'll eventually call.

I had no idea where I was supposed to go, so I walked up to the nurse's desk doing the same introduction routine I'd been repeating over and over again. There's only so many ways to say who I am, so being the clever guy I am, I said, "Hi, I'm Dr. John Dorian. I'm new here, and to be blunt, I have absolutely no idea whatsoever as to what I am currently supposed to be doing."

The nurse smiled, "Dr. Dorian, it's so nice to finally meet you. I'm the person who has been communicating with you the last few weeks."

I stared incredulously. This was the woman who had been amazingly helpful from the first day I wanted to work at Palos. She was the one who convinced me that I would fit in. I owed her so much.

A huge smile crept across my face because she was just so genuine, and I basically shouted, "No way! You're Taylor Bailey? It's so great to meet you, to! I want to thank you for the help you've been with securing me a position and taking care of the paperwork and just everything. I really appreciate it because I don't know if I'd be here without you."

The young blonde nurse blushed with a coy smile, "Well, Dr. Dorian you are the one who took initiative, so the honor can't all fall on me."

I chuckled, "Well, Taylor, you can call me JD. Just tell me where to begin, and I'll be there."

She said, "Well, the ER is a little different than wha you're used to, JD. We typically have emergencies and patients who are in need of a doctor in a pretty short amount of time."

"A bit of an understatement. Wouldn't you say so, Tay?"

I turned to see where the voice came from. There was Jeff again.

Taylor tapped him on the shoulder playfully, "Jeff, just because you're my fiancée doesn't mean you can make fun of me in front of the newbie!"

The moment she said newbie I automatically thought of Dr. Cox. It'd only been a few days, and I was missing everyone. I just wondered if they missed me as much as I missed them. I hadn't returned any of my cell phone messages still. You could say I was procrastinating in a way.

"JD? Are you ok?" Jeff asked noticing my quietness.

I shook my head, "Yeah, sorry about that. Newbie was my nickname back at my old hospital. It just reminded me of it for moment."

Taylor nodded, "You must miss them don't you?"

I replied slowly, "A little."

"You'll be fine. You're fitting in already. Now all we have to see is your medical prowess in the emergency room," Jeff reassured.

I had a mini panic attack on my "medical prowess" and regained my cool, "Well, I've never worked in the ER before so you'll have to coach me at first."

Jeff was about to say something when there was a chorus of laughing. I glanced behind me and there were two girls. There was an Indian girl and - that girl I met in the morning! The one with the long brown wavy hair. What was her name again? Samantha? Stacy? Stephanie!

The girl began to speak up in a British accent, "Oh dearest older brother! David calls for thee in the room of x-rays!"

I was a bit confused because it looked like she was walking towards me. Was she talking to me? And for that matter, who was David?

Jeff rolled his eyes and returned in an even worse British accent, "It shall be taken care of own my own accord, darling sister." She looked annoyed at his stalling attempt. He laughed and continued as to avoid her evil eye, "Don't worry, Steph. I'm on it." He looked at me and said softy, "Don't let her get to ya too much, JD." He poked her and began to walk away, "Right Polish Princess!?"

"I heard that, Jeff! Don't forget that you're second generation Polish, too!" She glared at his back as he walked away. He gave an all-knowing wave as he traipsed to the corner in opposite direction, and she shifted her attention to me, "JD! It's great to see you again so soon. Is this your new department?"

I nodded, "Yah, it actually is. That's insane that of all the places I could have wound up in this hospital, I end up here."

She quickly replied sheepishly, "Yeah. One would say this place is insane."

Taylor spoke up to get Stephanie's attention, "So Steph, don't forget this weekend we're starting our search for Bridesmaid dresses, yes?"

The Indian girl faced me, "I'm gonna ignore the girly babble for a moment because I want to confirm that you're the new Doc, right?"

I was glad that I wasn't being ignored, "John Dorian. Call me JD." I offered her my hand.

She took it, "Anjali Nagra. Go ahead and call me Anj. So how's your first day been so far?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "I can't say much. I've been here about an hour, and the only thing I've done so far is change."

She laughed, "Well, JD, I would love to stay and get to know you better, but I've got to get back to work, so I'll do my best pulling my best friend away from Bridezilla over there. We should do dinner sometime."

Taylor's head twitched, "Anj! One more word making fun of me, and you'll be out of a bridesmaid dress and straight into the morgue."

Anj raised her eyebrows, "See what I said, JD? Bridezilla." She grabbed Stephanie's lab coat, "C'mon Steph! Logan wants us. See ya later, Tay. Nice to meet you, JD."

Steph pulled back against Anj's grasp in excitement as they were walking away, "Taylor, I can not wait till this weekend for the dresses!" She waved goodbye to me, "Nice to see you again, JD!" and she vanished around the next hall.

A middle-aged man walked up to the desk bruskly, "Taylor, did you find that information on Mr. Sheehy in room 187 yet?"

"Yeah, Logan. Right here."

"Thanks." He began to walked away, but did a double take to me. He stared straight into my eyes, "And who the hell are you?"

Taylor interjected, "Logan, be decent to the new guy!" She pointed at me, "This is Dr. John Dorian, JD." She then pointed at "Logan", "JD, this is Dr. Logan Daniels. Now play nice boys."

Logan glanced towards me, "Well, if you're the new guy, you're supposed to be with me for the day to get the hang of the ropes round here." He began to walk away down the hall with his new file, "You'll find me in room 167. Meet me there in a few." And just like he came out of nowhere, he was gone back into nowhere.

I looked at Taylor, "A bit blunt isn't he?"

She grinned, "That's our Logan. A little rough around the edges, but a great doctor regardless. He's kind of in charge around here."

"You could say that."

Suddenly there was a shout across the hall, "Taylor! Have you seen Anj!?"

"David, you'd better get over and stop all that yelling! You'll scare the patients."

He ran up to the nurse's desk and huffed, "Once again, have you seen Anj? I wanted to see if she wanted a movie for tonight after our shifts." He looked at me confused, "Pardon me, but I have absolutely no idea who you are."

After meeting so many new people at once, all I could muster is, "JD. New doc here."

He held out his hand, "Dave O'Connor."

I noticed he was wearing nurse's scrubs. He noticed that I noticed, too.

"Before you laugh, Mr. New Doc, yes, I am a male nurse."

I averted my eyes from his scrubs in embarrassment, "Sorry. I should be used to it by now. I promise I'm not an asshole."

He laughed, "Don't sweat it. I get it all the time. I really stopped caring back in school. I like being a nurse, and that's all that matters."

Taylor interrupted, "Dave, could you show JD to room 167? He's gotta meet Logan there."

Dave nodded, "No prob, Tay. I'm on my way to see Jeff over in x-ray. Let's go, JD. Dr. Daniels hates waiting."

I had the uneasy feeling that Dr. Logan Daniels hated a lot of things.

I followed Dave and waved goodbye to Taylor, "Thanks for everything!"

Once out we were out of sight from Taylor, Dave stopped walking abruptly turned around to face me. He smiled and saluted me, "Well, JD, welcome to the gang."

Oh, God. What had I just got myself into?

Author's Note: Well, as you can see by now, this piece is more of a character analysis of JD, so you might not like it, but it's fun to see something different happen to JD once in awhile. I appreciate reviews! Thank you to the few supporters this fic has!