JD stared open-mouthed, a droning buzz filling his head and preventing him from hearing the janitor's reply. Instead, he saw him nod politely, a shell-shocked look upon his face, before pointing at his mop and making a hasty exit. Elliot walked the opposite way down the corridor, pausing when she saw JD crouched behind the cart.
"Err, hey! What're you doing here?" Her high-pitched tone told him that she was scared of what he may have heard and he decided to spare her the embarrassment of admitting that he knew, at least until his brain stopped screaming at him.
"Yeah, I was just picking up some gloves." He searched the cart for gloves before noticing that there weren't any. "Damn gloveless carts."
"I need to go and see a patient," she looked at him and he pretended to still be searching for the elusive gloves until she left. He stood up, spotting Carla in the distance and marching over to her.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He couldn't help rising his voice and some curious people paused to look at him; continuing on their way after reproachful glances from Carla.
"I didn't tell you because I knew how you would react."
"Well what I am I supposed to do? Smile and dance because my friend and my worst enemy decided to copulate?"
"It wasn't planned…" Carla's mediating tones were beginning to annoy JD; he wanted someone to shout and scream at but it was hard when she was behaving so rationally. "She was upset and then they had, you know, comfort sex and…"
"Wait," realization hit him suddenly; he had broken up with her five months ago and she had told the janitor that it had been five months. He closed his eyes, feeling the regret wash over him, "how long have you known?"
"About the sex?" She laughed lightly, looking proud of herself. "Hell, I knew the day after it happened!"
"But you can't keep secrets!"
"She didn't want to hurt you; anyway didn't you notice she were getting bigger?"
"I thought she was just eating lots of biscuits."
Carla rolled her eyes at him, "forgive me?"
"Yeah, sure," he could accept that she had known and not told him, she was Elliot's friend as well. It wasn't as though…
"Anyway, you can discuss it at lunch; Turk's been dying to talk about it."
He felt his blood begin to boil; he didn't want to believe that his best friend had been disloyal to him, especially about something so severe. He walked away, not paying attention to Carla trying to call him back.
He was still steaming when he heard a whistle behind him. He refused to turn around, knowing that it was one of the last things he wanted to deal with. His plan was ruined when Doctor Cox walked in front of him. "Do you not get the whole whistle and heel thing? Or do I just need to start carrying liver treats in my pocket from now on?"
JD sighed, determined not to aggravate him, but apparently the sigh was enough to do that.
"What was that Newbie?"
"So do you know as well?" He spoke before he thought to remain silent. Doctor Cox just looked at him like he thought he was crazy and JD decided that he wouldn't be surprised to find out he did think that. "What the hell are you talking about?"
"Nothing."
"Thought so. Now are you actually going to see a patient or are you going to actually use that medical training of yours and keep chatting in the hallways?" He pushed past JD; he couldn't manage not to scowl.
He finally made it to his patient but found it hard to concentrate; now having to think about Turk as well as Elliot and the Janitor, counting down the minutes until he could force answers as to why he wasn't told anything.