~Elliot and JD~

Making dinner without you there to see if I burned anything was very haunting. You told me to put away my piano mat, and I did, and now I'm freaked out. I'm afraid someone will come in and take me. I don't want that. I think I'll put it back near the door. Just to be safe…….

Anyway, I'm lonely, and it's the day after Valentine's Day. I've slept all night without your skinny, warm, guarding arms around me. My night seemed cold, and it seemed sad. I cried, I do admit, only once, it seemed extra boring with you not tickling me every 5 minutes till you fell asleep.

I know you've been on double shift before, but I was always at work with you.

I am eating a bowl of coco puffs, watching as the milk changes from white to brown. I sigh, and leave it on the table after I'm done, not even bothering to put it in the sink afterwards. I decide I should take a nap again, because I was up all night. Pathetic, right?

I jump into bed, covering myself up with the comforter. I just lay there, starring up at the ceiling, until I just got sick of the stupid pattern painted across it. I turn onto my side, and close my eyes.

I realize I can't get to sleep, but, I was too lazy to get back up. My eye's just as stubborn as my body is; they weren't opening any time soon. Then, something happened. I felt something tightened around my waist, and the covers being lifted, like someone was joining me. I bit my lip, fighting a smile, and I was losing. JD was here.

I turned to face him, my face plastered with a stupid looking grin. He laughed at my expression, and then kissed me. My nightmare was over, and my dream of a life took over.

~Jordan and Perry~

My life couldn't get worse. I was feeling vulnerable, and I hated myself for it. I lay in bed, wondering what happened to the old Jordan. The outgoing, never-get-me-down, mean, nasty, great Jordan. I really loved her, and she was overcome by a softer, more emotional Jordan. Someone I had only met when me and Perry were married. It's back, despite my wishes.

I was still in bed, not bothering to get the alarm when it woke me up. I just kicked it when I did awaken, and it smashed into tiny pieces on the floor. The kids then came in and crawled in next to me as I cried. I cried! Wow, I didn't realize I did that. Stupid new me. Stupid, stupid, stupid…….

Jack is on my one side, Jennifer on the other. They were asleep, they were quiet. I wasn't used to that, with Perry snoring and all. I didn't know how to occupy myself while I was alone, so I am using this inner monologue. I know! CRAZY!

Jack wakes up, and brings his head up to where I was, and rested his head there, starring at me. He looked like he had just seen a ghost.

"Mommy," he said, "Why were you crying? You never cry…….."

"It's nothing, Jack. Nothing to worry about," I said, not even having enough energy to lift my head up to look at him.

"Mommy?"

"Huh?"

"Can I have some Wucky Charms?" he said, with a small smile. He always pronounced it wrong. But, he was getting better.

"Ya, sure, come on," I said, pushing myself up, then lifting Jack off the bed, being careful not to wake Jennifer Dylan.

We walk into the kitchen, and I pour some cereal into a bowl for him, he eats it, still having that cute little smile on his face. I smiled once. And only once. It was hard to smile at your child when you yourself are so depressed.

I heard a creak of a door. I turned to see him walking in the door. I look down, secretly having a smile on my face.

"Hey, Jackie," he said to Jack "go in your room to eat that. Me and your mom are gonna celebrate Valentine's Day……… grown up style."

~Carla and Turk~

I had never noticed that the couch was so uncomfortable until I spent the night without Turk, sleeping on it. Why did I sleep on the bug ridden couch, you ask, because, well, I was asleep in my room, and Izzy woke me up with her crying, and then she spit up on me. Oh, ah! My T-shirt still smells like barf! OH! God! Yeah, that's why, I forgot to change. Ugh.

I walk into my room, and I decided I need a shower. My shirt does smell badly, so I throw it in a pile on the floor, next to a pile of dirty scrubs and jeans.

The shower was cold, even though I turned the hot water on high. Don't know why, maybe the building ran out or something. Don't know, don't care. When my cold shower was over, I shrugged into my robe that was hanging from a hook on the bathroom door. I tied it around the waist, and went into the kitchen to have some breakfast.

The toast was dry, and the eggs were broken. My mood disrupted me from making a good meal for myself. Izzy was still asleep, so I didn't have to give her anything at the moment.

Turk would usually wake up about now, but, he wasn't home. The day after Valentine's Day. He should be home anytime now, I hope anyway. Stupid double shifts.

As I sat in the chair, realizing that the couch bothered me a little, I thought on how I planned this before Dr. Cox assigned Turk double shifts. Wine, pancakes, brinner………

Then, suddenly, I see a green pair of scrubs walk in the door. I smile, for the first time today. I ran to hug him.

"I missed you," I mumble into his cold jacket. He hugged me closer.

"I missed you more."

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Thanx for reading this! I reely appreciate it! I tried to make each of the couple's parts equally long, so…..tell me how I did!

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