Authors Note: I don't know any Spanish at all except what little I have seen when the little one is watching Dora and Diego so I used a translation website for the Spanish in this chapter so I hope it's right!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't claim to own anything!
Don't Steal My Story!
1.5 My Day Off With Dora
"Bambi must be really busy today, I haven't seen him at all." Carla said as she sat down in the hospital coffee shop with Turk and Elliot.
"Scooter's not here today..." Janitor said from the next table over.
"He's not?" Turk asked.
"No... He called in sick early this morning... How is it that I always know more about him than any of you do? Oh... that's right... I read his diary." Janitor smiled.
"I wonder if his wrist was bothering him..." Carla said to no one in particular.
"I tried to get him to let me take a better look at that the other day when I was examining him but he wouldn't let me..." Elliot said shrugging her shoulders.
"I tried too... What is wrong with you men?" Carla asked turning to Turk, "Your ego's are so big you can't ask for help or take any when it's offered to you... Wait... what do you mean when you examined him?" She asked turning back to Elliot.
"The other day when you asked him to have me check him out... He said he hurt his wrist when he was playing with..." She made a 'you guys are so weird face' to Turk, "Turk and Rowdy."
"Baby? Why didn't you tell me JD got hurt when you guys were playing with that stupid dead dog..."
"Carla! That stupid dead dog has a name! And he is not stupid! And he is not dead, he is still with us... In spirit."
"Whatever, when did he get hurt?"
"He didn't..." Turk replied, puzzled. "We haven't had Rowdy out of the house lately... it's been too hot. He doesn't like the heat..."
"You guys are so weird." Elliot finally said out loud.
"So, Bambi's arm was hurt before he went to play basketball..." Carla said, thinking outloud.
"Well that makes sense..." Turk said. "No one gets hurt that bad by getting the ball knocked out of their hands, not even JD."
"Im off in an hour, I'm going to go see if Dr. Cox will let me leave early..." Carla said standing up.
"Baby... he is a grown man, he doesn't need you taking care of him all the time."
"Turk, if you were a good friend you would be worried."
"Carla, if you were a man you wouldn't be worried. He's fine..."
"Ugh!" Carla walked away.
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Carla could hear JD singing in the apartment as she was getting her keys out...
"You can lead the way! Duh-duh-Dora. Duh-duh-Dora! Swiper no swi... Carla? What are you doing home early?"
"Where's Izzy?"
"Little brown cub's hibernating in her den."
Carla smiled, "Dora?"
"I'm trying to learn Spanish. And... that swiper just kills me..."
Carla laughed, "How are you feeling?"
"Maravilloso!"
"Muy bueno Bambi!"
"Ummm... I haven't got that far yet, I'm still on Season 1..."
Carla laughed, "Why did you call in sick?"
"I just needed to catch up on some sleep..."
"Bambi..." Carla sat down next to him and turned the TV off. "Can we talk? I mean seriously, without the joking around?"
Oh man, here we go... It's just Carla... Breathe.
He nodded.
"JD, I talked to the radiologist on call yesterday... You never went and had an x-ray done yesterday..."
"I got busy and forgot and I remembered when I got home as soon as I saw you but I didn't want to upset you so I told you that I did have it done so you wouldn't get mad at me."
"Bambi..." Carla knew he was lying...
"Carla, my job, I need to use my hands..."
"JD, when Turk broke his arm they sent him down to work with you guys. You'll be fine... But, now that I am starting to get some hint of honesty tell me... How did you really hurt your arm?"
"What do you mean? Basketball Carla... Your approaching 40 and the alzheimers is already kicking in. Poor, poor, Carla."
"JD, you said no joking and I'm not kidding around! Elliot told me that it was already hurt when she gave you your exam the other day."
JD just looked at her. He imagined himself as Barbra Eden in I Dream Of Jeannie, he folded his arms and bowed his head, blinked, and suddenly Carla was gone. He looked down and his wrist was fine.
"JD? I am waiting for an answer..."
Just tell her...
"Bambi?"
My mouth is open but nothing is coming out... I can't even say a joke, my mind is blank... I haven't felt this way for years...
"Carla..." JD started crying... "I'm sorry..."
"Oh Bambi..." She hugged him. "Something is really bothering you."
"I'm fine Carla..."
"No JD, you're not." She started to get up.
"Carla... can you just sit here with me for a little while?"
"Sure..." She sat back down.
"Can we not tell anyone about this? Please..."
She nodded... "Yes JD, but I do think you should talk to someone..."
He just looked away from her.
"Since you weren't there today Janitor used all his pranks he had planned for you on Dr. Cox."
"Seriously?" JD's face lit up.
"He put glue on the ear pieces of his stethoscope and used scalding hot water to burn the glue off to get them out of his ears."
JD laughed out loud fantasizing about Dr. Cox's ears being burnt off left with nothing but 2 big wholes in the side of his head. He looks inside one hole and see's Turk on the other side. "Hey Brown Bear!"
"...and then there was the Rogaine in his coffee, which can't be good."
JD continued to laugh at his fantasy.
"Why don't we get everyone together and go out tonight?"
"Oh, I don't know Carla..."
"Come on Bambi, I will buy you all the Appletinis you want."
"With extra tini?"
She nodded, "With extra tini."
"All the manzana-tini I want?"
"Si!"
"Ok me-go amigo!"
