A/N: Hello my pretties! I think I have something. Not the entire plot, exactly, but enough to make another chapter. Aren't you just amazed by my brilliance? :P
Another day at work. Their cover-up job. Yawn. There was nothing more boring than Sacred Heart before the Seven Sacred Words were uttered. For when they were said, it would set in motion all of the insane antics of the day. It awakened the hospital, so to speak. Like an alarm clock, said by the two most powerful men in the building.
"I hate you Bob."
"I know Perry."
And there they were. JD watched amusedly as the two battled it out.
Suddenly, everyone seemed to spring to life. Intern's eyes brightened, sluggish people picked up their pace, even the nameless Janitor actually made an effort to feign making an effort to keep the place clean. That's how much of an effect the Seven Sacred Words had on this supposedly Godforsaken place, as Perry had called it.
JD scoffed. No place was forsaken by God. Except for Hell, of course. How he hated that place.
He had been at Sacred Heart for three days, long enough to notice how things worked around there. Kelso and Perry scared the shit out of people, but that was a given. He would know. Carla was the mother-hen of the place, Turk was everyone's buddy, and Elliot was… Elliot. She still acted cautious around him, but he paid it no mind. There was only one person in his thoughts.
Dr. Percival Ulysses Cox MD. The fierce Irish redhead just sent shivers down the raven's spine…
Someone walked by and JD ducked under the nurse's station, out of sight. He was pretty good at hiding. He was a demon, after all. Carla was hard at work, focusing solely on her files, putting them neatly away in their respective folders. She had a no-nonsense look on her face. He peeked over the desk at her, his nose touching the cold desk. He watched her silently. In the background, he could still hear Perry and Kelso shooting ruthless insults at each other.
JD lurked.
Carla put away the last file.
He lurked some more.
She leaned against the station, sighing. She and Turk had been trying desperately to have a baby, and it was really beginning to stress her out.
He saw his chance.
"Hiiiiii Carla!"
The Dominican nurse gasped, jumping at least three feet in the air, a hand slapped against her chest. She stared at the disturbance with wide dark eyes. JD was halfway hidden behind the desk, only his styled black hair and eyes showing. He had a mischievous expression in his ice-like orbs, making them shine, while also looking deviously sly at the same time. It was an admittedly cute and comical sight to see.
She relaxed after a few seconds of heavy panting, her now frizzed hair looking a bit weird. "Oh, JD," She managed to say breathlessly after a pause, "Don't… don't scare me like that, honey." She gave him a weak smile, while inwardly cursing him to somewhere that he knew quite well.
JD only nodded.
Time passed uneventfully. Later that day, they all drove back to the abandoned cathedral, all with only one thing in mind (except for JD. You all know what he's thinking about). Why did they find JD's Stone there, of all places? What was so special about it?
Turk had even asked JD, but the raven had only shrugged. How was he supposed to know? Nobody ever told him anything back in Hell, out of fear of him using his smarts to somehow find some kind of loophole and escape. His brilliant mind was that infamous.
So, now, there they all stood (or in JD's case, sat, where he fondled playfully with appletini glasses while nibbling a beloved Twinkie), in the cathedral. It was built high on a hill, no one ever dared to go there. There were some rumors that the place was haunted, and whoever did go in there either ended up killed or injured by unknown causes, the victims too traumatized afterwards to tell anyone about it.
But Perry and his team were good at what they did. A few simple charms around their necks and they were perfectly safe. Mostly. Only if the ghost or whatever was more powerful than the usual did they have a chance of getting attacked.
They needed answers, and they needed them now. Footsteps echoed throughout the church. Everyone turned their heads to look at the unknown person.
And they would get them.
The newcomer was an African-American woman, dressed in an all-white suit with long curly black hair, and she was (JD figured he shouldn't say this out loud) fat. Kind of. Okay, she was fat. He just didn't feel entirely comfortable saying that about someone. JD watched her approach, noticing that she had a literal slight glow about her. Then he realized it. He smiled into his appletini glass. Of course the big guy would send help…
"Who the hell are you?" Perry demanded, stomping right up to her Cox-style. She looked up at the fiery redhead, straight into his googly eyes. She showed no fear whatsoever. That unnerved him a bit.
"Now, now, sweetheart," He said in that don't-fuck-with-me tone that all sassy fat black women had, and JD meant nothing offensive by that whatsoever, in fact he liked that about them. "No need to get all worked up. I'm here to help you. My name is Laverne Roberts, and I am an angel." She gave them all an expectant look.
Elliot sputtered. "A-angel?!" She exclaimed, and JD imagined her blonde hair sticking straight up as if hit by a lightning bolt, which would have look appropriate considering the odd face she was making.
Perry opened his mouth to say something along the lines of 'Don't be stupid, there's no such thing as Heaven--' when JD silenced him. "She's telling the truth." The raven said, not once stopping his torture of tasty snacks. "I could sense something weird before she even stepped foot in this place."
Perry looked at him with wide eyes, his gaze switching back and forth from JD and Laverne several times, before he managed to say (not squeak. Perry Cox does not squeak), "W-w-why are you here?" He looked stricken. Carla and Turk made a move to introduce themselves, while Elliot starting to squawk out incoherent words.
Laverne raised a hand. Elliot went quiet. Thank God. Perry thought, mentally making a sound between 'erwh' and 'grar' when he realized he had just acknowledge the big boss's existence. "I know who you all are." She placed her hands on her hips, shifting her own gaze to JD, "As for why I'm here, I was sent to give Q-tip here help in whatever I can."
Q-tip? Was the same thought everyone was thinking about Laverne's random nickname. Except for JD. You all know what he's thinking about.
Laverne reached for the Twinkies, fully intent on getting one for herself, when JD flinched away, holding his precious box of gooey-filled goodness against his chest as if it was the key to the universe. "Angel or not," he warned, "I will punch you in the face if you touch my Twinkies." A wave of energy burst from him, sending Carla stumbling back a few steps.
Laverne raised her eyebrows at him. She turned to the others. "Well, the first thing I have to help you with is giving you the answers you want." She motioned her hand to indicate the entire church. "They chose this place to hide Q-tip's Stone because it was the most empty at the time, while still being close enough to civilization for someone like you to find it and unleash him."
"Who's 'they'?" Turk inquired, confused.
Laverne looked at him. "Who do you think, honey?" Her tone was incredulous. "The Lord Jesus Christ and all his loyal loving servants!" she said it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Perry groaned.
She looked at the Irishman sharply. "And you, brother, need to learn some things about love." She snapped, glaring at him.
Perry rolled his eyes. "Oh, really?" He hissed scathingly, "What is love, exactly?" Laverne looked ready to retort when JD spoke.
"Love is…" He trailed off as everyone turned their eyes to him. Then he restarted, "Love is giving someone the chance to destroy you," He stared intensely at Perry as he said this, "and trusting them not to…"
Perry had to use everything he had to keep himself from flushing in embarrassment. Laverne noticed this and smiled knowingly. "Whenever you need me, just call my name and I will come." She said, but then her face lit up as she remembered something. "There's one more thing I must tell you," She looked behind her, at the entrance to the cathedral.
"Lucifer knows where you are, and he's not too happy. He sent someone after you, and it will do everything in it's power to bring you back, Q-tip, dead or alive."
As if to emphasize her point, a thunderous roar sounded just outside the church. The sheer force of it made the building shake and even Perry falter in his step.
"Aww!" JD whined, his box of Twinkies dematerializing as he did, "Now we're gonna miss Gilmore Girls!" He sounded as if there could never possibly be anything worse. Turk nodded in agreement, his expression grim.
A/N: Hoshit! What now? 8O
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