Hey guys! Here's the final chapter...after this, there's the epilogue and then that's it. We're back to Perry's POV, and this time we meet a new character. Hope you guys enjoy!

Leaving Pip behind, I began to walk toward my patient's room. As I was walking, I tried to think of things to do for Newbie, but the only things I could think of would make me want to shoot myself, and I think that would ruin the gesture over all.

Lost in my thoughts, I didn't actually realize there was anyone around me until I bumped into them. Once I saw it was only Bob-o, I decided to have some fun…that would make me feel better about this whole Newbie thing. "Hey evil queen, how's protecting your throne going?"

He glared at me. "Perry, what happened to the days when you would refer to me as Satan or one of his minions? At least then I was still considered a man, instead of a queen. Anyways, the patient you'll be taking care of is Harrison's new boyfriend, so he's somewhat important to me, because I don't need my son to make a sequel to his musical about me. I would hate for anything to get between them, but if something happens, make sure it's clear I had nothing to do with it." He chuckled, somewhat sinisterly, and walked off. Confused, I tried to figure out what he meant—did he want me to kill the guy or actually take care of him?

Ted wandered up behind Kelso. "Hey Dr. Cox, we're trying a new thing where we give each patient an apple since there's that saying—'an apple a day keeps the doctor away'—which personally, I think it stupid, but what do I know?" He walked off, muttering to himself, "C'mon Teddy, you can do it. Just tell Kelso you think it's a bad idea…"

I stood there, staring after them, wondering why I was still working in the house of crazies. Shaking myself out of my thoughts, I walked into my patient's room. "Hello, Mr. Prince. I'm Dr. Cox, and I'll be taking care of you."

"Call me Edward," My patient said. I looked up from his chart and nodded. As I opened my mouth to explain what I thought needed to be done, I heard Newbie's voice in the hallway. I turned quickly to just catch a glimpse of him, and saw him walking with Elliot, but he never even glanced in my direction.

"Friend of yours?" Edward asked, as one eyebrow rose. Oh shit—my patient. Quickly I slipped back into doctor mode and went back to looking at his chart.

"No, just another doctor here." I mumbled, trying to remember what I was going to tell Edward about his diagnosis.

"Shit, if that's how you look at coworkers, you must be having eye sex with your friends." Confused, I looked up, wondering what Edward was talking about. "I mean, you were giving that guy a look that basically screams out you love him. Which makes me think that you must have eye sex with your friends all the time, and I'm scared to think about what you do with your significant other—it must be illegal in most states."

"Love?" I wondered, confused. Did I love the kid?

"Well yeah, I would say you do." Edward replied. Guess I said that last part out loud after all. "How long have you two been together?"

"A year," I told him, distracted. "How did we end up talking about my relationship instead of your diagnosis again?"

"Because your relationship is more interesting than my diagnosis." Edward explained. "So you guys have been together a year, and you're just now figuring out you love him? Poor kid…amazing he's stuck it out this long!"

"Well, I didn't know it was love…I've only had dysfunctional relationships in the past." I told him. "Not that it's your business."

"Well, when the moon hits your eye, does it look like a big pizza pie? Because that's amore." He grinned. When he saw the look I was shooting him, he sobered up. "No, really, it's written all over your face. How could you not realize it?"

"I don't know…" I trailed off, thinking. "Hey, if you messed up with Harrison, how would you fix it?"

He thought about it for a minute. "It depends. What'd I do?"

"He wants a big gesture." I explained. When he still looked confused, I sat down on the edge of the bed and explained the whole story to him.

"So you've been dating this guy for a year, never told him you loved him, and you're not even that affectionate?" Edward whistled softly. "This guy is my hero."

"Yeah, yeah," I grumbled. "How would you fix this with Harrison?"

"Harrison loves huge dinner parties and dances. Don't complain or give me a look, Doc. You messed up! You have to do whatever you need to do to fix it."

"Ok…how do I do this?" He leaned forward to explain his idea to me.

A few days later (marking two weeks since Newbie and I had been in a room together and happy), I was all ready to enact the plan Edward and I had set up. It had been tough for me to accept that this is what I had to do, but Edward kept reminding me I had to do this to fix our relationship. We ran it by Carla and she approved the idea, giving both of us a big grin, and then she promised to get Gandhi and Barbie to help us out if we needed it.

Edward had been quizzing me on the plan as I took care of his diagnosis. We had become decent friends actually, laughing and joking as we helped each other.

The day of the plan, I had manipulated my schedule so I had the whole day off to get ready and prepare the dinner for Newbie. He got off work that evening, and I knew he was still sleeping at the house, since I found some pillows on the couch one evening, and the bed messed up another time.

That afternoon, I got to work. Edward and I had decided on the perfect meal—one that didn't require a lot of cooking (since I'm not exactly the gourmet cook) but one that Newbie would still like.

So far, I hadn't encountered any problems, and had managed to download the song that Edward and I had decided was the perfect song.

Halfway through cooking the meal, though, the door swung open and Newbie stormed in. "Where is he?" He asked, looking around.

"What?" I asked. I walked out of the kitchen quickly, hoping he wouldn't get a glimpse of what was going on in there.

"That patient of yours that you've been spending all your time with, and laughing with. The one who just happened to be released on the one day you take off in years! Then I come home and find you cooking in the kitchen…which you don't even do for me! Were you going to invite him over for dinner and then tell me halfway through the mean? Were you—"

"I'm doing this for you!" I exploded. "That patient has been helping me figure out a way to get you back since you wouldn't even let me talk to you lately! I'm cooking for you! I took the day off for you! Get it?"

Newbie stood still, jaw dropped. "Oh…" He managed.

"Will you please go back to work now so I can finish this for you and still feel like I have some sort of gesture planned?" I spat out. "This is why I don't do gestures, JD! Every time I try, they end up blowing up in my face!"

Newbie nodded and turned towards the door. When he got to the doorway, he turned towards me once more and mumbled "Sorry" before he began to close it.

As soon as he said it, my anger about my surprise being ruined and his accusations, vanished. "JD…" I took a step towards him. "I shouldn't have yelled. Come back in."

"But your surprise…" He started, taking a step towards me.

"Can use your help. I suggested gently. "Come on," I told him, holding out my hand for him to take. He hesitated briefly, and then took it. We smiled at each other and walked into the kitchen.

"So what are you cooking?" He asked, looking round the kitchen. "What can you cook, Perry. I don't think I've ever seen or heard of you cooking something," He teased me.

"Haha, very funny, Newbie. I'm making your favorites—appletinis, waffles and ice cream." His eyes lit up.

"Why…why are you doing this?" He asked, eyes hopeful.

"Because you needed a big gesture." I explained, watching the look in his eyes. "And because…Iloveyou."

His face lit up. "What did you say?"

"I said…I love you. And I'm sorry I didn't say it before, kid."

He grinned, bounced in place and exclaimed, "I love you too!" before launching himself in my arms and kissing me.

A few minutes later, we broke apart for air and I took a step back. "I'm sorry it took me so long to say it, Newbie."

"I'm sorry for my behavior lately." He apologized. "I saw Enchanted with the kids and I guess I overacted and then we never saw each other, so I kept getting angrier." He explained.

I laughed. "It's okay. Just next time, tell me you need to talk instead of leaving hints and then getting angry at me the one time I do try to talk. Okay?" He nodded. "Good. Now, one more question. Who was the guy Carla saw you with the morning I tried to talk to you?"

"An old friend who ended up in the hospital." He explained. "He showed up the night before, right around the time that I got off for the night, so I stayed to make sure he would be okay. Who was your secret patient?" He asked, sitting down and checking his pager.

"Harrison's new boyfriend. I don't know if Kelso wanted me to let him get sicker or not, because he sure did glare at me when I released Edward."

Newbie laughed and then checked hi pager again. "Do you need to go back to the hospital?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No. Carla said they'd page me if they needed me. C'mon, let's go make waffles now!"

He bounded into the kitchen, singing the Waffle Song at the top of his lungs. I cringed—the kid knew I hated that song—but soon it was replaced by a smile. My Newbie was back.

Just the epilogue left! I hope you guys enjoyed this final part...the epilogue will be from JD's point of view, and will talk about the actual gesture. See you guys then! :D