Just wanted to say a quick thanks for all the great reviews. I'm glad to see everyone's enjoying the fic. This chapter is where everything is gonna kick off so hope you're not disappointed! It's not that long though, but oh well, i'll tease you:)

I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I turned to enter the nearest empty room. It was as if everyone was staring straight into me, looking for the answer to the question I knew everyone would be asking. "How does he know that guy?" Then my mind turned to him. My hands were shaking and I could feel waves of nausea and shivers running up my body. I never thought I'd see him again. Before I knew it I was entering the room and turning to close the door behind us both.

"Uh, Tammy, what are you doing?" I knew Dr. Cox would not be happy, but he didn't understand. That conversation was gonna be awkward. I couldn't look at him so I just shook my head, shut the door then turned the lock. Why did I turn the lock? I knew there was a window in the door and I also knew damn fine Dr. Cox would be watching. But I couldn't worry about that now.

JD brought himself away from the door to find the man sat down with a chair facing him which had obviously been placed there for JD. JD pulled the chair away from the man slightly and nervously sat himself down. The man did not break his gaze.

Why does he have to look at me like that?

JD took in a deep breath trying to calm his nerves, the adrenaline rushing through his body was making him slightly light headed. That did not help.

"I, uh, hadn't heard you had a son."

As much as he tried to cover it, his voice came out weak and shaky, almost like it hadn't been used for two years. He managed to bring his gaze up to meet the man.

"Yeah, well you wouldn't have, would you?" In comparison to JD, the man seemed extremely confident and very comfortable in this situation. Once he got over his initial shock he seemed to take pleasure in the fact that he was making JD squirm.

"Well, no. I- I guess not." Come on JD, get some balls. "He's a... good kid."

"Yep."

Just get to the point, tell him what he needs to know, then get rid. Have the kid transferred, you'll never have to see him again.

"Right. You do know a social worker is coming in to speak to him tomorrow don't you?"

The man leaned forwards placing his elbows on his knees and looked JD straight in the eye. JD in turn pushed further back into his chair.

"And why doesn't that surprise me?"

"Well...he... does kinda have a broken leg... and cracked ribs." JD was still completely terrified around the man. His body language was that of a naughty child waiting to be told off. The man sensed this and in return shifted his chair closer to JD just to see the look of panic on his face. When he received what he wanted, he leaned back in his chair and started laughing.

"If only your dad could see you now! The effect I still have on his precious son. You never thought you'd be seeing me again did you?" JD didn't move, he had no idea what to expect if he did, so he stayed still. "DID YOU?!" Startled, JD furiously started shaking his head. "But in a way, for me, this is a happy coincidence. With you being my son's doctor and all, perhaps we can come to some sort of... agreement about how to proceed with this whole social worker situation. Don't you think?"

After re-running what the man had just said to him JD finally snapped back into the present. He didn't like where this was heading. But unfortunately it wasn't only his own safety that was on his conscience, now it was also that of the 9 year old boy he had recently befriended. This was going to be difficult.

"Dave, what are you suggesting?" I hate saying that name again. It gives me shudders.

"Don't play stupid Johnny," I hate my own name more. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. You do me the favour of getting the social off my back, and I will forget about giving you a few... refresher courses." Dave reached his hand out to stroke JD's knee but the second it made contact JD leapt out of his chair.

Oh for God's sake why did you just do that? Pull yourself together!!!

Disappointed in his visible weakness, JD walked towards to wall and leaned against it looking to the floor. Dave was watching him the whole time.

You will not be scared, and you will look him in the eye and tell him straight! You will NOT be scared. You have to protect the kid, he is your priority.

"You know I can't do that. My priority is ensuring that my patient has a safe environment to return to and if that means calling a social worker then that's what I have to do. I'm sorry but there's nothing I can do."

After that I felt a little stronger, I saw what looked like acceptance sweep over his face and the mood in the room seemed to calm a little... Then came the eerie silence. I watched him intently as he sat on his chair seemingly staring at the floor deep in thought. Slowly, he stood up. My body stiffened but I told myself, whatever happened I would stand my ground. I wouldn't flinch and I definitely wouldn't run. Silently he started stepping towards me, almost as if he was thinking about each step he was taking and how he could increase the tension. This had to be the deep breath before the plunge.

"Ok... fine" Or maybe not.

"You know what Johnny?" He looked me straight in the eyes effectively pinning me with his gaze. I couldn't move, even if I'd dared to.

"All those years, I told myself, and you... as you probably remember, that it was about me and your dad. All of it. Every little thing that went on. I wanted to upset him, I wanted to hurt him for how he hurt me. But deep down... I knew that wasn't true. Deep down, I didn't really care for that bitch he stole from me. But I always convinced myself I did. And do you know why Johnny?"

Dave moved his body up against JD's pushing him into the wall behind. JD became even more rigid and shuffled his feet trying to move further back but found himself trapped. He could feel hot breath on his ear which sent cold shivers of terror down his spine. He then felt a firm hand placed on his chest, he breathed in deep.

"Because of you. All along it was between me and you. You made me lose control, Johnny. Everytime I saw you, your vulnerability, your innocence, your weakness, it made me want to control you. And it was so easy. Seeing your pain for me was like a drug. It gave me a rush. And you've not changed one bit."

Those last words made me feel sick. How could he still be doing this to me? I'm 28 now for God's sake and I'm still pinned up against the wall like a scared little child. But in a way, that's exactly what I am. A scared little child. From the second I saw him I've only thought about him from a child's point of view. It's only now I'm actually realising that I am in fact nearly as tall as him. He's still big, but not anyway near as big as I remember him. As good as that made me feel to realise that though, I still couldn't move. I was brought out of my thoughts by two rough hands grabbing onto the neck of my scrubs and pulling me round and straight back into the wall. That had definitely been the breath before the plunge. My back moaned in pain but nothing could cover the turmoil my mind went through when I felt his lips crawling up my neck and his foul tongue sliding along my jaw line. I could hear a loud banging at the door as I finally felt my body start to struggle to get away but he was just too strong. I could also hear my own voice of it's own accord, quietly pleading him to stop. It didn't work. Instead I decided to concentrate on the banging. It had to be Dr. Cox. How embarrassing was this going to be. I couldn't think about that now but I certainly didn't want to think about what was happening to me.

"Johnny" Damn it, he always had a way of bringing me back to the present. That was when I realised he had been kissing me and I had been unconsciously trying to turn my face away.

"That's just a taste of what you'll get if you don't help me out. And trust me, next time I won't be as gentle."

With that Dave pulled JD away from the wall and shoved him across the room where he tripped over a bed pan and feel onto his side.

"Always were clumsy."

Dave reached into his pocket, then opened the door where Dr. Cox was waiting. Cox grabbed the man by the collar and pushed him onto the floor.

"You bastard!"

He went for the punch only to be stopped in his tracks by a spray to his eyes. It temporarily blinded him and stung like hell. Although it was only temporary, it was long enough for Dave to get the upper hand and kick Dr. Cox off him. He barged past the nurses gathering at the door and escaped unharmed.

Security arrived only a few seconds later. But it was too late. He was gone.