Author's Note: WOOP! Okays, so we gets some fightin' in this one. More POV's too. I'm hoping to do just about everyone before the story is done with. (Whenever that will be...) This one's shorter than my usual, but it's exciting. c:

All of the wonderful reviews for Chapter Two made me positively giddy. :3 Now, just a warning, this is the last chapter that is completely finished, typing and all, so there will be a bigger wait in between chapters from now on. Namely, there will be more than a day's wait. Chapter Four shouldn't take me too long, though, and then it's just up to my beta.

WARNING: slash, though it may not be evident yet. . Definitely OC's in here. And yes, they will play bigger parts. Some of them, anyway.

Questioning Ted was a bust. I learned nothing. Same with Todd. Nervous Guy was out today, so interrogating him was out of the question. The only other person Lurch tells anything to is the idiot cafeteria worker, Troy. But he might be in on it. Sure, I could easily trick him into talking, but then he would run and tell Mommy Jumpsuit and he'd come and find me. Speaking of which, I haven't seen Lurch since I pulled Newbie into the closet earlier. That can't be good.

I got up from where I sat in the cafeteria and headed for the Security room. I might be able to catch him on one of the cameras. I walked past a group of babbling interns with no comment, earning many curious looks. Suddenly, I stopped. Spinning around, I marched up to the group. "Okay, interns. You all gossip about every little thing that strikes your fancy, do you not? I need the Head Rumor Analyst here to tell me anything they've heard about the janitor or Dr. Dorian. Now!" I commanded, scowling at all of them.

One of them-- a young blonde girl-- stepped up. "I heard," she said in a quiet voice, tone serious, "That the janitor was planning to jump Dr. Dorian in the on-call room, but Dr. D. never showed up. The janitor got mad and went looking for him all over the hospital."

I contemplated this silently, mulling over if this was real proof or not. Out of nowhere, another intern came running up to us. In between gasps for air, he managed to spit out some words. "Janitor... Dorian... Mrs. Sullivan... fight... yelling..."

My stomach dropped and I couldn't breathe for a moment. Jordan... I thought for sure Lurch wouldn't dare take on that she-devil... oh God... JD...

I grabbed the intern's scrubs and pulled him up. "Take me there!" I yelled, fueled by horror-created adrenaline. He sputtered and stared wide-eyed at me. "Now!" I roared, shoving him forward. He took off running and I followed, flanked by my new intern posse'. Sprinting down the hall, I saw Carla and Gandhi talking to Barbie. Carla spotted me and started to yell, probably angry about my outburst earlier. I took a deep breath and shouted, "Jumpsuit's got him!" Carla's eyes widened and she grabbed her friends' hands, pulling them into the train.

That's when I heard it.

A shout that was definitely Jordan's followed by JD crying out her name. Every person in the train audibly gasped and picked up speed. I rounded the last corner and froze.

Jordan was lying on the floor, most likely unconscious, and the janitor had JD cornered. I quickly pushed everyone back around the corner, out of view. "Everyone, you have to be quiet!" I whispered, taking control. I couldn't let anyone panic, especially myself.

The six interns were staring at me, awaiting orders. This is the most I've felt like me all day. I looked around, deciding what to do. Since it was late at night most patients were sleeping. Nearly every doctor was standing in front of me and the few others had all gathered in the cafeteria for a huge card game. Same with the surgeons and nurses. We were pretty much all there was.

"Okay, here's what we do. Three of you interns go around the hall and block that other side." They set off at once. "Carla, find a gurney or something and get Jordan out of here, carefully. One of you interns help her. Another one of you go find help. Wait, not you, you're big. You block this exit. Now you go find help; security guards, Bobbo, or other doctors. Bigger people preferred."

They all set out and I was left with Barbie and Gandhi staring at me. I motioned for them to follow and stepped back into the hall. "Barbie, he likes you. Try to appeal to his good side," I whispered. She nodded determinedly and both of them flanked me. I looked forward at the janitor still cornering Newbie. He was talking and preparing a tranquilizer. Newbie kept glancing down the hall at Jordan's limp form. Then he saw Carla and the intern. His eyes widened and he craned his neck to see behind the janitor and saw us. His eyes pinned me down, pleading for help. I nodded and clenched my fists. He snuck in a smile at me, relief flashing over him in waves.

Five seconds later, that smile disappeared. A look of absolute horror crossed his face and he cried out, clutching his stomach. He fell, the needle sticking out of him. He hit the ground hard and simply layed there, staring at me as the drowsiness washed over him. His eyes closed peacefully, fear still shining brightly in them.

I think my heart stopped. Too much of that tranquilizer could kill him.

"JD!" Gandhi screamed from behind me. Barbie was staring open mouthed at Newbie's still form. I moved my gaze away from Newbie to look at the janitor. He was smiling in a sickening way at us, obviously alerted to our presence because of Turtle-brained Gandhi, as he bent down and ripped the needle out of Newbie's stomach. A fury that was all too familiar built up in my chest. He touched my Newbie. And he will pay.

I stalked slowly over to him, mentally preparing myself. He grinned. "Well, Mean Doctor, my offer's still on the table. All we have to do is get past those idiots over there and drag that idiot down there out into the woods. I'll dig the hole," he said sing-songily. My anger was burning now. Almost painfully. Anger at what he did to Jordan, anger at what he was suggesting, and most of all, anger at everything he's ever done to Newbie. To JD.

I reeled back and swung my fist at his head. He ducked and hit me hard in the stomach. The force of it knocked me back into the wall. Suddenly, Gandhi was in front of me, landing a square hit on Lurch's jaw. Barbie had run over to JD and slid him out of the way. She was checking his vitals with a relieved smile. Thank God.

Pushing myself off of the wall, I headed for Lurch again. He was punching Gandhi in the gut repeatedly and the black man looked close to fainting. I swung a kick at the janitor's shin and he stopped punching, wincing. His slight turn gave me room to aim another kick, this one at his groin. Bull's eye. He doubled over, groaning in pain. I pushed a light-headed Gandhi out of the way and punched under his face, forcing him backward. I prepared to hit again but he was ready. He jumped forward and plowed into me, slamming my body against the wall. My head hit hard and I saw spots. The doctor in me rang out the alarm and I quickly braced myself as I fell. I heard Barbie scream and Gandhi run toward me. And then I was gone. Blackness faded in and I could only stare ahead at JD's shadowy form.

I'm sorry, Newbie.

Dr. Cox was down and Turk followed minutes after. Panicking, I grabbed JD and started dragging him backwards, calling for help. Every one of those fricking interns were frozen with fear. The janitor was laughing cruelly, advancing on me.

"Please!" I screamed. "Someone help!" Still no one came. I was dead.

"Blonde Doctor, the sooner you put Scooter down, the sooner I take him and leave." He smiled, as if he was trying to be sweet. I felt like I was going to puke. Suddenly, he jumped forward and grabbed my arms, forcing me to drop JD. He hit the ground with a spine tingling crack. I screamed as loud as I could, attempting to pull my arms away in vain.

My shriek was cut off by the janitor wrapping both hands around my throat, crushing my windpipe. I gasped and choked, desperately clawing at the offending hands. I was losing oxygen fast, going limp in his grip. He smiled at my agony. "It's nothing personal, Blonde Doctor. I actually like you a lot. But I can't have anyone standing in my way. I hope you understand."

I sputtered and writhed, lungs burning. Darkness began to creep in and my arms fell limp. My consciousness fled and he let go. I crashed to the ground, landing beside JD.

Please don't let him die. Let someone come.

I hope the others are okay. I finished hooking Jordan up to the machines before turning to the intern Dr. Cox had told to accompany me. "What's your name?"

"Julie," she said quietly. She was cute, almost like a more competent female Doug.

"Well, come on, Julie. Let's go check on the others." She nodded and followed me out of the room. I had chosen a room that was a bit of a distance from the 'crime scene', so we walked quickly, praying that everything was okay.

"Please! Someone help!"

I froze in terror. "Elliot!" I cried, heart pounding. Julie grabbed my arm and we took off running. We kept running until we spotted an intern, the big one Dr. Cox had told to guard the exit. He seemed paralyzed, completely horrified by what was happening. I stuck my head around the corner just in time to hear Elliot scream as the janitor grabbed her. I watched JD hit the ground and flinched. Taking a quick survey of the hallway, I saw a beaten Dr. Cox passed out behind the janitor. Turk, who was bleeding from somewhere, was thrown carelessly against the wall.

"Baby..." I whispered, fear ripping my heart out. My attention was drawn back to Elliot as the janitor began strangling her. "No!" I cried, getting ready to run to her rescue. The big intern grabbed me before I could.

"Nurse Espinosa, don't!" he pleaded, clutching me tightly. "He'll get you, too! We need to wait for help!"

"He'll kill her!" I growled, wrenching myself out of his grip. I heard the thud of Elliot falling to the ground and spun around. She was unconscious, but breathing. Slightly. The janitor dusted his hands off and picked JD up forcefully. He slung the limp body over his shoulders and began walking toward us. The big intern grabbed my and Julie's arms, flinging us into the nearest empty room. The janitor stalked past, carrying JD in tow.

As soon as he was gone, we were joined by the other three interns. They were pale and shaken up. So was I. "Listen, you all need to check on Dr. Cox, Dr. Turk, and Dr. Reid. Julie, big guy, you come with me. We can't let him leave the hospital!"

We took off. We ran, somehow not able to catch up with the janitor. He was so long limbed that he was far ahead of us even after only a few minutes. Suddenly, Julie gasped. We stopped and saw that one cafeteria worker, Troy or something, stuffing a body into a closet. It was the intern that Dr. Cox had told to find help. He was breathing, but only barely. His face was severely bruised.

"Julie," I whispered, "you wait until he leaves and check on that intern, okay?" She nodded and motioned for us to go. I gave her a reassuring smile and we set off running again.

I hope we're not too late. Please hold on, Bambi.

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