He walked out of the room and let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding in.

"Susan, it doesn't look like Mr. Morison got the amoxicillin I told you to give him. Now listen here and listen good, Marie, I don't know what your problem is today but you better get your head out of your ass and get back to work."

JD nodded and walked away not wanting to talk to him. After give Mr. Morison his meds, JD headed to the nurses' station.

"Hey Bambi," Carla said with a smile.

"Hey Carla." His voice was stripped off all enthusiasm.

"How you holding up, Vanilla Bear?" Turk said from his seat on the back desk. JD shrugged. "Remember what I said."

"I know." He sighed. "I'll see you at home guys."

He walked down the hall.

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He set his keys down on the table by the door and walked into the kitchen area.

"Hello? Anyone home?" He called out getting no answer. It was relief not to Carla asking him what was wrong. He didn't want to have to explain. He grabbed a drink out of the fridge and sat down on the couch.

Only about five minutes into his show, the door opened and Turk and Carla walked in.

"Hey Bambi," Carla said putting her things down.

"Hey Buddy," Turk said jumping on the couch beside him.

"Hey guys. I'm, ah, going to head to bed."

"Oh, um, okay," Carla said as he disappeared into his room. "What's wrong with him?"

She sat beside her husband on the couch.

"Just something that happened back in college …" His voice drifted off.

"Okay…" She sighed.

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The next day…

He walked into Hannah's room to check on her. Elliot was standing by the bed laughing.

"But boys are icky." Hannah said.

"You think that now, but when you get older…" Her voice drifted.

"Nope, never. Boys are icky. When Davie, my brother, comes inside he all stinky and wet. It's gross." Hannah said causing Elliot to laugh.

"Elliot?"

"Oh hey JD. Carla wanted me to come in here and see Hannah's hair."

"Miss. Carla did it last night." Hannah said. Her voice was still weak but she had her spirit behind it.

"Good Morning, Hannah," JD said. "You're hair is beautiful."

It was done in braids. She looked so pale and frail with her blonde hair pulled back.

"I'll see you later, Hannah."

"Okay, bye Elliot." Hannah called out as Elliot walked out. "Hi, JD."

JD sat on the corner of the bed.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Tired." She yawned.

"I know… I'll be right back, okay?"

"Okay." She said and rolled over.

JD walked out and over to the nurses station.

"Hey, Carla. Have we gotten the results back?"

"Yeah." She handed him an envelope.

"Thanks."

He opened it quickly and scans the page.

"What is it, Bambi?" She asked.

"Acute lymphocytic leukemia."

"ALL." She sighed.

"Yeah. It's advanced." JD said.

"How advance?" She asked.

"I don't know if we can do any treatment that will be affective enough."