JD liked to think he was a pretty funny person. He liked making jokes, making people laugh. It just gave him this joyous feeling that he couldn't explain. Self-promoting thoughts aside, however, he actually was funny. Especially when he wasn't trying to be. His awkward, yet lovable personality just made people hysterical sometimes. He knew he had heard some pretty funny stuff in his lifetime, but this just had to take the cake:

"Don't get me wrong, I to-tah-lly appreciate this steaming pile of horseshit-life God's given me, Susanna, but gosh darn it, sometimes you just make it just too much to bear. Honestly, I'm considering plunging this spork into my jugular right now."

…That was officially the funniest thing he had ever heard. And it showed. First, it started as barely audible snickering. Then chuckling. Then light laughter. Then… well, then he exploded. Guffawed, even. It was loud enough that several heads in the hospital cafeteria turned to look at him in alarm.

Perry just watched him with amusement glittering in his eyes, a small smirk plastered on his face.

"Baby?"

Carla looked up from the computer screen. "Turk?" They were at the nurse's station, and Carla was searching the Internet for anything that could be useful about the Five.

"Did you find anything?" Her husband asked, crouching slightly beside her to watch the screen.

The Dominican nurse shook her head. "Not a thing, unfortunately." Her dark eyes shone with disappointment, and her shoulders slumped.

He rested a comforting hand on her shoulder. "We'll find something. We've gotta." He let out a small sigh, running a hand over his nearly nonexistent hair. He looked tired. Two days had passed since the demon attack, and they had been doing all they could to learn more. It hadn't been working all that well, as you can see.

A moment of silence passed between them, then Turk broke it, "Baby, can I ask you something?"

Forcing herself to push away her worries for her man, Carla blinked at him. "Sure, Turk. What is it?"

"Can I call you Pickle?"

"So." JD said, his breathing finally returning to normal from the manic laughter that had overcome him only minutes ago. We're talking maniacal, here, people. Perry would describe it as a supervillian-ish laugh, NAHAHAHAHAHA. And yet it still turned him on. Which he wisely chose to ignore. But there was still a knowing look in Newbie's eyes that made him wonder. He fought the urge to shuffle in his seat uncomfortably.

"Why'd you become a demon hunter?"

Perry blinked. Once. Twice. Nobody had ever asked him that before, not even Carla, Gandhi, or even the nosy-as-hell Barbie. They figured it was something personal since he never talked about it, thus agreeing to never bring it up. And they thought he didn't know. He almost snorted. He was Perry Cox, the best damn doctor in the city and demon hunter extraordinaire, well-known and respected by hunters across the country, he knew everything going on within a ten-mile radius.

"Um…" JD muttered when he didn't answer, wondering if he'd struck a nerve. "Sorry, is that too--"

Perry grunted, interrupting him. "Don't get 'yer panties in a bunch, Eleanor, I was just surprised you asked." He straightened himself, getting into what was usually his Ranting Pose, but today it was being used for a different purpose.

"My father was an abusive bastard." He began bluntly, and JD stiffened, immediately realizing that the man's story was not a happy one. He had suspected it before, people just weren't that assholish without good reason, but still. "He beat me, my sister Paige, and my mother on a regular, daily basis. He would come home drunk every day, as if he wasn't bad enough when he was sober." JD could see the Irishman's jaw set stiffly. "But then, one day, he was targeted by a vengeful spirit." His eyes darkened. "It influenced him to hurt us more, and eventually to kill us. I beat him to it, by destroying both of them." His expression was set in stone.

JD said nothing.

"My mom died a few years back, and now my sister's hella religious. That's pretty much it, Oh-Newbile-One." Perry finished, stretching his arms and rolling his neck until they made a satisfying cracking sound. The raven looked stunned for the briefest of seconds, before letting out a breath he didn't even know he had been holding.

"I'm sorry." The younger-looking man said at last, in a soft voice. His bright ice blue eyes glowed with sympathy and empathy.

Perry grunted again. JD opened his mouth as if to say something, but a new voice called out across the cafeteria, "Hey, guys!" they both looked at the source of the sound.

Carla, Elliot, and Turk were bounding over to their table, but they weren't alone. With them was a young man with spiky brown hair and soft blue eyes. He was wearing light blue scrubs; an intern. "Guess what?!" Elliot exclaimed in that squeaky voice of hers as they all pulled out a chair to sit in.

"What the hell are you banshee-ing about now, Barbie?" Perry grumbled, giving her a nasty glare for ruining his alone time with his Newbie. He didn't even try to correct himself anymore, he just ignored it. Carla smiled to herself, decoding the reason for the redhead's attitude quickly.

Pulling the newcomer into a seat next to him, Turk clapped the intern on the back, and the young doctor-in-training winced but still attempted to smile. "We've got a lead." The surgeon told them excitedly. "Guys, this is Keith Dudemeister." He motioned towards the intern, who waved at them all timidly.

Perry's brows shot up into his hair and JD stared at Keith disbelievingly. That doesn't even sound real!

Turk coughed to regain their attention and continued, "Keith here came to us earlier asking if we were hunters. We denied it at first--"

Perry snorted, crossing his arms against his chest. "Of course." Carla elbowed him.

"--but he wouldn't leave us alone. He told us he knew something that might help us find the Others." Turk ignored the older doctor. JD's face lit up. "Say hello to our first lead, guys!"

A/N: This took longer than usual, so I apologize. And I know it's short. I'm finally starting to get an idea for the chapter plans. And I've noticed something. I've never heard JD laugh out loud on the show once. I mean, I've heard him laugh, but not like a full-blown guffaw (I love that word). And if I have, it was probably pretty short. So I made up my own reason why he hasn't xD HE HAS A COOL SUPERVILLIAN LAUGH and he doesn't want to freak people out. I think a fine example of this is shown in the first eighteen seconds of Disturbed's "Inside the Fire" which is an epic song that you should totally listen to. Review?