Chapter three: Despair

Disclaimer: I do not own Scrubs.

Warnings: Nothing yet really aside from violence and implications of a male/male relationship. And slavery (obviously don't like that but its needed to give this character!)

A/N: If people were wondering why I was called JD puppy or why is was all he calls him it's just because Ron gave JD the name of Puppy. And since he is a man it's insulting so he calls him that a lot just to make him feel insignificant and he is just crazy… And I know it's short so when I have time (and when I really feel like it..sorry) I will re-write it to be longer and more in depth. I hope you like!

JD POV (Sir's every once and a while) = that will make sense later…lol.

JD Groaned as he slowly and painfully woke up. Confused as to where he was JD looked around, but he didn't recognize anything near him. Suddenly, he realized where he was and what had happened to him. JD shot up as fast he could, but slammed back into the ground just as fast.

'What the hell…?' JD whimpered in his thoughts. He shook his head to clear it and finally noticed that his arms were cuffed and so were his legs.

'Oh, my god,' the man thought in fear. He was stuck, where ever the heck that was.

A few seconds later, a door, which JD didn't know was there, opened and let in a flood of light that blinded his eyes.

"Ahh! Shit!" JD yelled in alarm. He flung back and hit the wall, trying to get as far away from the light as possible.

When his eyes finally grew accustomed to the light, JD saw that there was a man standing the doorway leering at him.

"Who are you?" JD asked in what he thought, and hoped, was an assertive voice.

"Ah Ah ahh," chided the man, while wagging his finger, "You don't speak unless you are spoken to. I will have to train you properly, I guess. The man did say that you were a newbie."

JD shivered in disgust at the 'newbie' the only man he wanted saying that word to him was Dr. Cox. This man made him want to hurl the contents of his stomach. He wasn't ugly, but he had this glint in his eye that scared him. And he never handled fear to well. Throwing up was his defense mechanism, though he never knew what it was supposed to do.

"I do what I want! You can't tell me what to do!" JD screamed in a rare shot of courage.

The man's hand lashed out and smacked JD hard across the face. It seemed the man was closer than he figured. JD screamed and his head hit the wall behind him hard.

"Now, now, Puppy isn't it? Yes, Puppy, that's what he said. He was right you do look like a kicked puppy. Now, you can't just yell as you please. You have rules you need to follow, do you understand that Puppy?" the man asked JD like he was a slow 5 year old child.

JD kept his mouth shut in blatant refusal to do as the man said.

The man just raised his eyebrow and slapped JD in the face once more.

"Ahh!" JD cried out again as his head hit the wall for a second time.

"Tsk, tsk, Puppy. I told you, didn't I? Now if you don't follow orders again then I will be forced to take harsher measures to make sure you understand your place," the larger man calmly stated. He was way scarier than Ron. Ron actually made sense with his anger. He lashed out, but this man kept it in and kept a level tone.

"Now, Pup, do you understand that you now belong to me and must follow orders?"

In shocked anger, JD opened his mouth to scream that no one 'owned him' but the man's face changed to a hard glare to show he knew what JD was about to say.

He changed his mind quickly and nodded his head.

"Speak!" the man commanded.

"Yes, I understand them," JD whispered softly.

"Sir."

"Sir," JD amended.

"Now that wasn't so hard was it, Pup?" the man asked condescendingly

"No, Sir," JD answered through gritted teeth.

"Good," Sir said, pleased the man was so easy to handle. He knew that he made a good buy when he bought the boy off that drug addict. Though the mad said that he didn't give the boy drugs, he knew that he did and the he would start feeling the start of withdrawal soon. While he hated the drug, it made you weak, he knew that to keep this new puppy calm he should keep up with the once a day regiment that he knew the man, Ron I think his name, started his new slave on. He had heard rumors about this Ron; that he liked to start the slaves on Heroine or something of that sort because he liked seeing the new beginners. He would think to stop his new slave but Ron had him for a week and a half so he knew that it would too late to stop is pet's addiction.

As Sir (we will just call him that for now. We will find out later! Sorry) looked down at his new slave he saw that the man was quite small and girlish.

'Hmm…" he mused, 'maybe he will have a different job than I figured he would. It's been a long time since I had a bed-slave. They are just so hard to find. They break to easily, but this pup looked just the type for it,' Sir chuckled softly to himself, shocking JD. That laugh was horrible. He would rather let Ron laugh at him all day than hear that evil laugh.

'God, Dr. Cox, help me. You were always right, I am not man enough to take being a slave. You need to get me away from here,' JD frantically thought. Why was he being so anxious? He was being kidnapped and there was a possibility that he would be made to be a bed mater to this man. He only knew that because of what Ron was hinting at earlier. But why this fast heart beat and twitching?

'Oh my god, the drugs. That son of a bitch had drugged me! How much of a girl can I be if after a short amount of time of being on drugs I am addicted.' JD ranted hysterically.

JD was brought out of his musings when there was a sharp pain on his head. Sir was yanking on his hair, just like Ron did. He should have gotten that haircut, but he thought Dr. Cox liked it better long. Good choice that was!

"Hey! Boy, listen to me when I talk to you! There will be no daydreaming here! You need to always be aware so you can serve me quickly," Sir yelled, his calm façade failing a little bit.

JD nodded his head, only to remember that his head was being held still and that just made the pain worse so he answered out loud.

"Yes, Sir."

"Very well," he replied letting go of his hair suddenly making JD fall and slam his head on the wall once again.

"Now, the rules are very basic and quite easy to follow. You are to be my slave in the bedroom. You will help me dress in the morning and you will be my bed-mate," Sir ordered with a small smirk. His eyes dilating at the last part of what he said.

JD shuddered with horror; what Ron hinted at was true. He was going to have to have sex with this man. And he didn't think that the man cared to much about how he felt when it happened.

With this information, JD started to violently twitch and his heart raced faster than what was healthy. His withdrawal was heightened from the fright of being a sex-slave. Sir just stared at him and he was the last thing JD saw before it all went black.

His last thought before he blacked out was, "God, help me Dr. Cox." What he didn't know though was JD accidentally said that out loud and Sir's face contorted with rage.

'Who was this Dr. Cox?' He thought angrily. He didn't want anyone ruining his progress of complete control over his new Puppy. Well, maybe this Dr. Cox thing will be helpful. Break him faster with the idea of hate and forgetting him.

"We'll break you quickly, Pup, to give you less pain in the end. Now, let me go get your drugs you so crave," Sir left the unconscious pet in the room to go get the drugs from him stash he reserved for such times like this. He couldn't wait till he could try out that body, he loved to see how long they could last.

Dr. Cox POV

It has been two weeks since Newbie left and I have only gotten the equivalence of five days of sleep within that time. Carla was getting worried about me and Satan, aka Jordan, was becoming "concerned". Though would never really believe she thought of anyone other than herself. The search was fading the strength and it was pissing him off. They didn't care that his Newbie was still out there with some creep and in pain. They said they had more important things to worry about. So now it was up to him to search for Julie and it was killing him every day when he didn't find anything.

"Dr. Cox, there is a patient in room 214. He said that he has a hard time breathing," Carla said while handing him a chart.

"Okay," was all he said before swiping the chart and stalking off towards the room. On the way there he saw Janitor standing in the middle of the hallway.

"Now, Janitor, though you think that this place should be yours, it isn't so you can't just stand in the middle of the hallway blocking people's way.

"This is where scooter was last seen. Right here. Before he went into that room he ran into me and I was mad at him because I didn't think that he was really sorry. I was mad at him," Janitor spoke softly like he didn't know if he should continue, "I was so mad. I don't even know why but I was and when he ran off I went to follow him and yell at him like I wanted to for a long time. And when I looked in the room through the window in the door I saw that the guy was not right. But I was so mad that I just stood there thinking. 'The kid deserves it. He had so much to me in the past. If this guy starts beating him up, then he deserves it. But the guy didn't just go up to him and start hitting him; he got in his face and was talking to him all quiet like. I could tell that it was freaking the kid out but I still thought whatever he got was what he deserved," Janitor fell quiet then and stared like he was seeing something that no one else could.

Dr. Cox was shocked, because he had never heard the janitor talk so much at one time before. Then he was mad, so mad that at first he was scared of it but it just got larger and larger till it set him on fire. And the only way he could see on cooling himself down was to hurt the source of the anger. So he punched the Janitor, hard. Like he had been waiting for that one punch his whole life and it drained him, but only for a second and then the heat was back. Back harder than before, it was singeing his veins and made his eyes hurt. God, this man could have stopped that maniac from taking Newbie. He wouldn't have been hurt and he would be here annoying the crap out of him and he would have had a full nights sleep. But this man let that guy take the only real important person to him, aside from Jack-Jack of course.

Dr. Cox was brought out of his thoughts harshly when he was flung back by someone.

"Dr. Cox what the hell is wrong with you?!" yelled someone.

"You almost killed him!" shrieked someone else.

That made him stop still. Kill him? No just hurt; hurt like he did now for taking away his Tabitha. That's all, never kill. What was going on with him? He was losing his mind.

He looked over to the Janitor and what he saw made him sick. The man's face was all bloody and almost unidentifiable. The longer he looked at him the more he had to hold back the contents in his stomach.

"No, no no no no," Dr. Cox muttered as he stood up. He saw that people didn't go near him and they looked at him in fear. Carla was staring at him in horror and fear as well.

He couldn't stand to look at them, he needed to get away. Fast.

Gandhi came up to him and looked at him in disgust.

"This will be the only time I am glad that JD is gone. Because he didn't have to see that. You are no worse that the guy who took him," Gandhi glared at him and walked off.

That thought stopped him short and he felt like he couldn't move. He wasn't worse than the guy who took Newbie, was he? Yes, he was, he hurt a man with no reason at all.

He needed to leave right now. And he took off towards the doors and stepped out into the shining sunlight. Why couldn't it be raining? It would be good for him if it was raining. It would wash away this feeling he has in the pit of his stomach. The sun was too bright and it was making him feel worse. He didn't think of it anymore. He just got into his car and drove off. This was the first time that he didn't have the pleasure of driving a Porsche. He had to get Newbie back before he completely lost his mind. If he didn't lose it already. He hoped to God he didn't.

A/N: Okay this was wayyyyy longer than the other chapters so I hope it makes up for me saying that it was going to be up a few days ago and it wasn't.

When I was writing this I kept wondering if it was going to be to cliché. Is it? I really hope not. Cause I don't know how to fix it. I will be glad to look at suggestions if you give them to me.

The next chapter will be up sometime next week. Please review and keep reading! Til next Time!