A/N: Second chapter tonight, and, as promised, a good bit longer than before! This is going to be the last in this story, and I'm thinking of changing the name, because "My Mentor's New Mentee" doesn't really fit anymore, does it? It kind of does, as they all end up friends. Oh well, it has a good ring to it!

I WILL BE DOING A SEQUEL!

WARNING: MENTIONS OF SLASH IN THE LATTER PART OF THIS CHAPTER!

My New Beau

When I woke up from the surgery, my hand was once again encased in someone else's. I blearily opened my eyes and turned my head towards the man holding my hand. He was slumped over, head leaning against the mattress next to my leg, one hand holding mine, the other clutching a blanket that was wrapped around him.

"Felix?" I croaked. "Felix, wake up! That can't be comfortable."

He snorted loudly and then jerked awake, "Jam" forming on his lips before he realised where he was and what he was saying. "You're awake, Jamie."

"Yes, thank you, I realised," I smiled at him. "Did it go well?"

"Todd seems to think so. He reckons you could even start working again in a couple of days if you felt up to it." He leant over to the 'Call Nurse' button before thinking better of himself and sitting back. "I have something to ask you, Jammy."

"What is it?" I asked, curiosity peaked.

"Do you remember saying anything to me before you... fell asleep in the OR?" he queried, eyes falling from mine to our intertwined fingers.

"I.." My eyes went wide as I remembered what I had said. "I think I love you."

"Yes, that," he murmured. He looked back up to me. "What did you mean by it?"

"I.., Felix, it was just..." I struggled to find the words to describe what exactly it was I was feeling.

"I see, Jamie. It doesn't matter," he said, starting to stand from the chair and pull away from me. I gripped his hand even tighter. "Jamie, please."

"No, Felix, you're not going to just leave me after all that you've gone through to keep me safe and comfortable when you hardly know me!" I yelled, yanking him back down to my level. I cupped his cheek with my free hand. "I was going to say... no one has ever been there for me like you have, unconditionally. Not even Keith, Felix. Not even the guy I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with. Are you understanding what I'm saying?" My voice had gone softer, deeper and it felt warm to me.

"It wasn't unconditional, Jamie," he whispered, leaning closer to me so our foreheads touched once more. "I wanted something."

"What did you want?" I breathed. A faint flush had crossed his face, and I could feel a deep heat rising on my own cheeks.

"You," he sighed, leaning even closer to touch his lips to mine. I dropped his hand and cupped his face properly as he ghosted his fingers through my hair. He pulled away from me, eyes half-closed and gave a small burst of laughter.

"What's so funny?" I murmured, frowning at him slightly.

"You looked so shocked that I had kissed you," he laughed, sitting on the edge of the bed beside me.

"Who kissed who now?" a male voice said from the door way.

"Busted," I muttered under my breath, just so Felix could hear me. "Hello, Dr Cox."

"Jam, Felix," he said, nodding to each of us before leaning back out of the doorway and whistling loudly. "Newbie! Stop gal-palling with Gandhi and get the hell over here! Dr Dean needs to be checked out by a semi-competent doctor." He leant forward again and walked over to us. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I've been dropped in heaven," I joked, watching as his face scrunched up and Felix chuckled.

"I've got Martha for that kind of talk, thank you – speaking of Carol. CAROL! Now means right this bloody second!" He practically screamed the last part, causing both Felix and I to jump. "Idiot."

"Okay, I'm here! Heya, Dr Dean!" he chirped.

"Oh God," I whispered, burying my head against Felix's back. "Hello, John." I looked around Felix at him again, raising an eyebrow. "Hurry up and check me over, and if you're extra good, you can call me Jamie."

He actually squealed.

After an uncomfortable 10 minutes of silence, Dr Dorian finally said that I was doing great and that I'd be discharged tomorrow evening at the latest. I think he was about to start asking me why Felix was sitting beside me, but Dr Cox grabbed the scruff of his scrubs and he was dragged away with a rather satisfying yelp. This reminded me of something.

"What would you give me if I could convince Dr Cox to page John to a supply closet that we could lock him in for a little while so we could all have some peace?" I inquired to Felix, a playful smirk growing on my lips.

"Definitely something like this," he replied, leaning down to kiss me softly on my lips, wiping the smirk off my face to replace it with a mushy smile.

"Wow," I said, after he had pulled away from me.

"I'm not that good, am I?" Felix said, looking down at me, eyebrows raised.

"Well, you are, but that wasn't what I meant." I looked up at him properly, resting my chin on his shoulder. "We've been in the same place for all of five days, Felix, and already I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders and a giant hole in my heart filled, and then some."

"You know what, Jamie? Me too," he smiled, settling his cheek on top of my head.

I did joke about it with Dr Cox, but I really was in heaven.

"So whose house are we going to live in," Felix asked me, two months later as we sat down to lunch.

"Which is closest?" I countered, a smile on my face as Dr Cox came over and sat beside us. "Hello, Perry."

"Jam, if Newbie comes by, please, for the love of God, warn me so I can hide!"

"What's he done now?" Felix said, taking a bite of his sandwich as he looked over at the doors, where a ruffled John Dorian appeared to be asking for something – or someone.

"He told me he liked me," Perry said, head buried in his arms so that sounds he made were muffled.

"I think we all knew he liked you, Perry," I said, shaking my head at the despondent doctor sitting in front of me.

"He said he like liked me," came the muffled reply.

"JD said that?" Felix asked, sandwich pausing half-way between plate and mouth. "Why is that a bad thing? You told me yesterday at the bar that you-"

"Felix!" Perry snarled, head shooting up before Felix could finish his anecdote.

"I'm not sure I heard right, but I do believe that Felix," I paused for a moment to look at Felix for clarification. He nodded once and I dropped my voice before continuing. "Felix just said that you like John back?"

"My life is over!" Perry moaned, burying his head once more in his hands.

"I still don't see what the problem is," Felix said, looking over at JD, who was now making his way towards us, looking like a ninja stalking his victim. Felix shook his head at me and made a shushing motion with his fingers.

"He's been drinking, Felix, I can smell it in his breath," I said to the tall man beside me. "He should have been chasing John around the hospital, either to beat him up or sex him up," I laughed, prodding Perry with my plastic spork. "I think he's asleep."

"Dr Cox? Perry?" Ah-ha, so Dr Lapdog-Ninja has finally made it to the table. "Has he committed suicide?"

"No, JD," Felix said, turning to look at him. "He's drunk. I would take him home and make vicious lo-"

"He means that you should help him home and make sure that he feels better when he wakes up, John. I'll get the baby-interns to look after your patients," I offered, smacking Felix in the ribs with my elbow.

I watched with muffled laughter as John struggled to help Perry up onto his feet and half-carry, half-drag him to his car. As soon as they had both exited the cafeteria, Felix and I almost fell from our chairs as we burst out laughing.

"I can't believe you were going to say that, Felix! You promised you'd try to behave better!" I admonished, still recovering from our laughter.

"I call him 'JD', I haven't caused bodily harm since you came here and I even helped him fix his car," Felix said, sounding awfully proud of himself for things that I had to practically train him to do. Or not do, as was the case. "Wait a second, where's your ring?"

I looked down at my bare neck with a smile. I hadn't taken my ring from my neck since Keith died, but in the last two months it had gradually been coming off and now I had stopped wearing it completely. It was sat in my jewellery box, in an envelope with Keith's obituary. The feeling of love I got from the ring had died when Felix kissed me for the first time after my surgery.

"It's in my jewellery box," I replied slyly, looking up at him from under my eyelashes.

"You never take that thing off, though. Was it dirty or something, 'cause we can get it cleaned, if you want," Felix said, frowning. I thought he was going to say something like this, but it was still touching that he loved me enough to allow me to keep a talisman of a late lover.

"No, Felix, it wasn't dirty." I sighed, looking down at the new ring that sat on my ring-finger. "You know why I kept that ring, Felix?" He shook his head. "It felt like love. It was like Keith was still there in my heart, even though he was gone. When you kissed me after I woke up from surgery, I honestly felt no need to carry the ring with me. You filled the space, remember?"

"Yeah, I remember. I also remember you telling me not to propose near a road," Felix said, thinking back two weeks to when he had proposed to me. "I always listen to you, you know?"

"You proposed on the middle of a bridge, Felix!" I laughed. "It was the scariest and yet the best day of my life."

"Even better than that night we-"

"Yes, better than 'that night we', Felix. You perv," I said, raising my eyebrows at him. "Why ruin such a romantic moment?"

"I'm Felix, nice to meet you," he replied, holding his hand out for me to shake. I took his hand in mine and pulled him close to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and leaning against his chest.

"Remember when we first met. You told me you had no name," I said, thinking back to the day in the elevator.

"You stopped the lift so that you could persuade me. You seemed terrified when I first saw you at the nurses' station with Scary Nurse," Felix added, playing with a lock of my hair.

"Did I tell you why?" I asked, looking up at him. "It was because Keith died here. It seems that all of the bad things in my life have been erased by you and this wonderful place. I lost all my friends and my lover when Keith died here, and I found dozens of new ones and one special man here."

"I'm a special man?"

"The most special in my world," I said, smiling.

And I'm the luckiest girl.