A/N: Thank you so much for your reviews! I hope the new chapter doesn't disappoint. Do let me know how it goes.
PS, I made an error in the last chapter, JD was talking about his patients, not his parents, when he thinks that he has to give them all the time he has to spare.
Elliot's POV
I can't believe it! Things are finally starting to look up for me. I've got a great job, I'm making good bucks, I don't have Dr Kelso breathing down my neck anymore, and my hot booty call intern has turned out to be an awesome boyfriend. I guess my "crying-in-the-closet days are finally over. The best part of all though is that by some luck, Keith and I seem to have all the time in the world when we want to be together. Somehow we always have the same shifts and get off at the same time. I don't have to juggle my time to be with him and that has taken so much of the pressure off. Someone up there loves me again!
Even my friends seem to be in a better place these days. JD has stopped whining and has finally gotten his life back together. It's strange but he seems to come out a lot stronger from all his experiences of the past few weeks. It's nice to see that having to baby-sit him for the past few years have finally paid off. He needed a break in life, and God knows, the rest of us certainly needed a break from all the depression. I mean, it's not like the whole world had come crumbling down on him in the first place, but that's JD: Always dramatic. Anyways, things seem to be back on track now, and I'm just glad about that.
Right now, I'm sitting in the cafeteria with Turk, Carla and Keith and I can't think of a single thing that might be wrong in life. It's a strange feeling but I could get used to it. As I peck on my seizer salad, I can see JD walking towards our table from the end of the hall. He catches my eye, and his signature goofy smile explodes across his face. Only, I thought I caught a wierd expression on him a spit second before he noticed me. I can't put a finger on what that expression was; just that it didn't belong there. But as he waves awkwardly to Turk, before sitting down, I realize that it was just my imagination.
"Hey C-bear."
"Hey Vanilla bear!" Turk replied, pausing only a second before resuming to scarf down his Turkey sandwich.
"Hey, ladies." JD nodded to me, Carla and Keith. Frick, he made fun of Keith, I should deffend him...but I just can't be bothered right now. Besides, Carla beat me to it and took control of the conversation.
"Bambi, thank god you're here. Can you take this his husband of mine away for the night? My aunt is coming over and I just want things to go smoothly."
"You actually have to ask them to spend time together?" I piped in, highly amused at the idea. Normally Carla has to ask Turk not to spend time with JD so that they can spend time together. Besides, that was my pay back to JD! Ha, I made fun of your boyfriend! Take that...anyway...
"Baby! First of all, I find it offensive that you would think I'd cause trouble with your aunt. Second of all, THANK YOU!" Turk seems so relieved, cleching his hands in gratitude, it's actually quite funny.
"So chocolate bear. What do you wanna do tonight?"
"I though we'd rent Die Hard and just chill at your place doing guy stuff."
"Yea absolutely, guy stuff." JD nodded emphatically, apparently sharing some unknown secret with his man friend.
I could see Carla role her eyes dramatically from where she sat. "You mean rent Gilmore girls season set, make popcorn and profess you undying love for each other?"
"Lorelai is so pretty!" JD admitted, before he did his typical head tilt and went off on a tangent. I bet he was dreaming about Loren Graham and him talking really fast with each other in stars Hollow. Hey, he made me watch the show when we were dating. He even wanted me to be Lorelai in one of his sex fantasies. Thank god, we didn't last long enough for that happen.
Carla's POV
I'm so glad Bambi is doing better. It feels good to see him cheerful again. Especially because I've realized that his moods affect everything else in all our lives, even my relationship with Turk. Being the best friend, Turk ends up taking the maximum brunt of JD's brooding and spends all the time he should be spending we me and Izzie, instead with JD. I'm not saying its JD's fault for being upset the way he was, I just feel that sometimes JD's troubles need to take a back seat in Turk's life, when faced with me and Izzie. Even so, having JD as Turk's friends definitely has its advantages. He can deal with Turk's crazy side for me. Lately, whenever I have a problem in my married life that stems for misunderstandings, JD seems to have come through in so many ways. He seems to understand Turk in a way I can only hope to, and I do really appreciate his input. The best part is that he knows a lot of my own issues as well, since we've all lived together, so its a lot more effective when he knows whats going on, on both sides. In many ways, he's taken on my role as problem solver. I should probably be careful about that, can't let him steal my thunder.
He's not only my husbands friend though. He's my Bambi and our friendship is unique too. I always felt that mothering JD was my obligation, but in truth, I just love doing it, and he lets me. He lets me remind him when to eat, to take a break, to breathe and sometimes, to just go home. I know he knows I thrive on it, and it makes me feel important when I get to be the "care taker". Strangely, I've been having to say all these things quite often in the past few weeks. He seems to be working a lot more shifts than he did before, and hardly ever takes a break during his shift. Even when he is in the cafeteria, I barely see him eating anything.
Like right now for instance, we've been sitting here for the past twenty minutes and JD hasn't gotten up to get a tray of food yet. Looking at him now, he even seems a little anemic. Has he lost weight? Come to think of it, why is his face so haggard? Why haven't I noticed any of this before? I'm just about to comment, when he gets up from the table.
"I gatta go check on a patient. I'll see you guys later. T-man, my place at 9?"
"For shizzle J-dog."
"For shizzle my nizzle" Bambi replies, in his "wannabe" black sort of way, before he walks away from the table.
All thoughts of Bambi's unhealthy lifestyle are forgotten once Keith asks me about how Izzie is doing. I never thought I'd be the kind of mother who brags about their kids, but I can't seem to help it. Having her say the words "mama" and "dada" took s much effort on my part that it seems like she won the Nobel Peace Prize or something.
JD's POV
I feel like my body is shutting down on me. I've been in the hospital for 36 hours now. But only 27 of those were official shifts. I've been on automatic for so long, I just keep seeing one patient after the other. I didn't even realize that my shift was over until it was too late to go home. I just kept going after that because I was too tired to stop. I only got two hours of sleep before my new shift started this morning. Its lucky for me Carla and Dr Cox only started their shifts a couple of hours ago, or else I would have been busted. Only trouble is, I was hoping to turn in early tonight, but it turns out, that's not going to happen. Turk's coming over to my place to relax for a bit. I want to spend time with, not only because I want to be there for him, but I honestly miss our time together as roommates. I wish the timing was better though, I'm going to need a whole lot more coffee, if I'm going to stay up long enough to see this through. Coffee, now there's something to think about. It seems that's the only thing I had in my body for the past two days. They should make coffee into a food group by itself. In fact it should be in every type of food.
Imagines sitting in the restaurant and ordering food. Can I get the coffee chicken, coffee soup, mocha bread and expressoice ice cream? Then after eating everything, he begins to run around the room with super speed, before taking off into space, while the superman soundtrack plays behind him.
I bet that's how superman got his powers. Anyway, I'm finding it hard to stay on my feet right now, and every muscle in my body is aching from all the work, falling on wet and sign-less floors and basically all sorts of physical agony. This, like many others before it, is going to be a bad day. Only thing I hope is that nothing goes wrong because of me, for my patients. Not only will I disappoint Dr Cox to the point of no return, I'll never live it down. So for them, and then for my best friend, I have to keep myself going as though nothing is wrong. I think I might even become good at being "fine" if I keep going the way I am.
Only problem is, I'm not fine, I'm miserable, and lonely, and afraid. And no matter how hard I try, every second of my day is spent suppressing these feelings. All I can manage is to try and convincing myself and others that I'm actually okay, if only for a little while.
A/N Hey guys, I know this wasn't as great, but I just wanted to show you were JD's friends are at, for the moment. The really big ones in next chapter are going to be Dr Cox and Janitor, maybe a bit of Turk POVs. A lot more self decoction and Angst in store. Do review though, so I know that people are still reading.