This is all a bit slow moving at the moment, I'm not completely happy with it, I'm just trying to get my bearings so I can set the pieces in motion. Hope it'll satisfy until the next installment though.

"Hey Carla!"

Carla was leaning over the reception desk examining a patient's file when she looked up to find Elliot standing over her.

"Oh, hey Elliot"

"What was up with Turk earlier?"

Carla pushed herself up so she was in eye line with her friend.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, he was looking for JD before and he seemed a bit stressed out. Or maybe I stressed him out... I have been quite stressed lately, maybe it rubbed off on him.. Oh no, i probably annoyed him.. Do you think I annoyed him?.. Why's Turk annoyed with me Carla?"

Carla eyes gradually got wider as Elliot's voice speeded up, she placed a hand on her friend's shoulder to calm her.

"Woah! Elliot, slow down. Turk's not annoyed with you."

Elliot seemed to visibly relax and she blew the loose strands of hair out of her eyes in her usual quirky way.

I wish she'd just decide what to do with that hair.

"So if he's not annoyed, then what's wrong with him?"

Carla looked Elliot in the eye then scanned the room for eavesdroppers, finding none, she continued.

"You promise not to say anything?"

"Promise!!"

Elliot leaned in to receive the top secret information.

"Well, JD and Turk had a bit of a fall out earlier. It ended with Turk punching JD!"

"Oh my God, is he ok?"

"I think that's why he's a bit worried, we haven't seen JD since but I hear Dr. Cox gave him a right going over, so he must be around somewhere."

"Ok, well I gotta scoot! I gotta give Mr.Burton his insulin, He's been diabetic for 3 months and is still terrified of needles! Mind you, his wife has tried to stab him with the syringe on one or two occasions, so maybe that explains a few things.. Anyway, I will keep my eye out for JD and I'll page you if I see him!"

Used to Elliot's constant rabbiting Carla was already back to the patient file scanning the pages for the information she needed.

"Ok, sweetie, see you later." She replied absently.

Turk found JD sitting in the emergency waiting room after paging him numerous times to ensure he hadn't driven home.

"Hey dude, am I glad to find you. You had me worried about you driving again!"

Turk sat himself down on the seat next to JD, he scarcely noticed.

"JD?" He turned and touched his best friend on the arm.

JD jumped slightly at the touch as if he had been woken from a deep sleep. Automatically Turk felt terrible. Must be the concussion.

"Oh, hey Turk"

"Hey man." When he knew he had JD's full attention he continued "Dude, I gotta tell ya, I'm so sorry about the whole punchin' you thing. I know I've said it already, but I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you. Look at what I've done to you. I deserve a hell of a lot more than a mouthful, what can I d-"

"Turk," JD interrupted. "It's ok man. I understand. I over reacted. I know how I felt when my dad died. When my true feelings came out I felt as if I could have killed someone there and then. I'm sorry for having a go at you."

"No JD-"

"Honestly Turk, It's fine. If you ever need to talk about your dad, I'm here for you man." JD leaned back into the uncomfortable plastic chair and put his arm around Turk's shoulders.

"Aw, thanks dude. I really appreciate it."

"Oh – my – God, Newbie. There I was trying to shake off that tongue lashing you just gave me from back when you inserted your temporary big boy spine, and here you are now already apologising to the so-called friend who knocked you unconscious earlier. For God's sake Shirley go to the store and buy yourself some common sense. You're nothing but a punch bag to those around you, and until you start showing some sort of strength you're just gonna be e-heverybody's doormat. Please, just for once, listen to what I am telling you. I think you are weak, I think you are pathetic, we will never be friends and I will never consider myself your mentor."

JD was just about to speak when Dr. Cox cut him off.

"Ah! Here we go with the apology. Do you see how much of a doormat you actually are Newbie, I just insulted you four times there and you still went for the apology. What the hell happened in your life to make you so submissive?" At this JD shifted uncomfortably, this did not go unnoticed by either Dr. Cox or Turk. What was that all about? I think I'd better stop this.

Turk stood up to cut Perry off.

"Ok Dr. Cox, that's enough. You've made your point. Both me and JD, and probably every other person in this damn hospital understands how much you like to humiliate him. Now let's go -" Turk turned to find JD's seat empty and caught a glimpse of him heading up the corridor towards the surgical department.

Turk turned on Dr. Cox looking him straight in the eye.

"I hope your happy."

As Turk headed for the door Perry couldn't help but shout after him.

"Oh, I am Ghandi! Needed to be said"

Poor kid