Chapter 13- The inevitable

(a/n) The narration is in Doug's point of view again

Okay so in retrospect I probably shouldn't have just left Carla like that but as I mentioned before I was pretty hopeless with the whole crying thing. I just didn't know what to do and my being there standing like a statue probably didn't help matters much.

Still, I'm not a complete idiot, as soon as I got up to the main floor; I did what any normal person would do… I found her husband and sent him down to comfort her (conveniently forgetting to say why she was so upset in the first place). I have kinda figured out that if Carla doesn't know about Kim, then JD probably won't have told anyone at the hospital, after all I can't really see Turk keeping something like that from his wife.

So this means that I am basically road kill as soon as Dr Cox returns from his trip to who knows where…he is going to tear me to pieces when he finds out that I'm the reason nearly everyone at the hospital now knows about JD's predicament.
Which is why an hour after the Carla incident, I am currently hiding under the nurse's station, hoping to prolong my inevitable doom…

You would be surprised though at what you can hear from this position… let's just say Carla wasn't any closer to forgiving herself and Turk… well he'd been sitting next to me for the last ten minutes rocking back and forth….

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Thursday 27th march 11.25. am

Glancing to his left for perhaps the ninth time since Turk had sat down, Doug watched as the surgeon simply swayed forward and backwards a vacant stare on his face as he wrapped his arms around his knees, keeping his eyes locked in the general direction of the Latina nurse.

Upon her return from the morgue Carla had walked straight to the nurses station and sat down on one of the chairs as Turk curled himself into a ball below her, both of them acting like empty vessels as they stared off into space, ignoring their pagers beeping away and other people around them asking what was wrong.
One nurse had even tried asking Doug what was the matter, but soon walked away when she only got a mumbled barely audible 'I am so dead' repeated down her ear.
People seemed to just be ignoring them now, working around them as if they weren't even there and for the first time in a really long time the two Turks got a small idea of how JD must have felt.

They were clearly falling apart with guilt, their faces were red and tear stained, they looked like they were about to be sick and their bodies were literally shaking as they tried to come to terms with the news. Yet people were just walking past them, pretending there wasn't a problem and that everything was okay.

The staff of Sacred Heart were basically treating Turk and Carla the exact same way they had been treating JD for the past week, and the married couple were slowly starting to realise just how awful they had been to someone who was supposed to be their friend.

"Are you okay?" Doug stuttered as he glanced towards the male beside him after the swaying stopped and it almost looked like Turk had stopped breathing altogether.
Turk just simply shook his head, over and over and over again before snapping his head in Doug's direction and almost growling at him.

"No I'm not okay!" He shouted causing Carla to glance down at him and away from the clock on the wall. She had basically been staring at it from the moment she sat down, going over every little event which had happened in the last week which indicated something was wrong with JD and of course the words she had spoken to him.

"I'm a horrible best friend!" He continued as Carla nodded her head in agreement, they really were just plain nasty insensitive people who didn't deserve JD in their lives… all she could think about was how on earth they hadn't noticed something was wrong before. "What kind of person doesn't realise his bear's girl had died; JD couldn't even bring himself to tell me, that's how bad I am!"
Carla, again just nodded, her mascara by now leaving black blotches all over her face, a clear indicator that she was in fact still crying even if the tears weren't as noticeable as before.

"I can't even begin to think of what JD is feeling right now; he has no one, no one! At the time he needed us the most we weren't there and we don't even know where he is… "Turk cried out as he tightened his grip around his legs, causing Doug to raise an eyebrow in disbelief, finding their reaction to the news a little over the top.
He had of course got the impression they hadn't been exactly nice to JD of late but honestly he couldn't help but think that it was JD who had the right to be curled up in a ball bawling his eyes out … not them.

"Oh God!" Turk continued as his eyes widened in horror causing the mortician to abandon his thoughts and glance over at him in wonder. "We don't even know where he lives! I never got around to asking him where he had moved to! I meant to but I just didn't! What kind of friends does that make us?" He cried causing Doug to roll his eyes slightly and sigh, not quite believing the words which were coming out of the black man's mouth, wishing that the silence had continued for just a little bit longer.

"He's been suspended and he's walked out of here and we may never see him again!" Turk cried as he started rocking back and forth once again.

"It's what we disserve…" Carla spoke out in a soft mumble. "I feel so guilty; we drove him away till he couldn't rely on us any longer. He'll never forgive us!"
Turk nodded in response before slowly abandoning his position on the floor, getting up and wrapping Carla in a comforting hug, a single tear rolling down his cheek.

As Doug watched this exchanged with mild interest he had to bite the sides of his mouth to stop himself saying something he would undoubtedly end up regretting…
He knew exactly what he wanted to say, it was bubbling in his throat trying to force its way out, but the mortician wouldn't allow it.

'It's all about you isn't it you selfish pricks' His mind screamed with every word they spoke, but he refused to say it, he couldn't say it, it wasn't in his nature to get into an argument with someone.

He wasn't the type of person to come right out and say that they were still being complete jerks even if they did know the truth. The Turks didn't need him to say it, they felt bad enough as it was and would only feel worse if he allowed those words to pass his lips.

They were suffering enough without him adding to it.

Even now, he could still hear Turk's scream as he settled himself under the nurse's station over an hour ago; in fact Doug was pretty sure the whole hospital had heard the surgeon shouting:

"NO! NO! NO! NO! NOO! It can't be true! I don't believe it!"
While running though the corridors, floor after floor searching for anyone who could deny what he had just been told.

He had run to the ward to their left first, demanding people tell him what they knew about Kim, about what JD was going though… when they refused to answer or simply replied they didn't know anything he had screamed:
"Kim can't be dead!"

And charged off into the M.R.I room before throwing the pathologist against the wall, holding him by this throat and demanding if he knew that Kim had died giving birth and why no one had thought to tell him…

The janitor regrettably had overheard this and had walked into the room with a grin on his face and informed Turk that he had only had to have asked him because he had known almost from day one what was going on…

That at the very least had stopped Turk in his tracks as he barely managed to look the man in the eyes as he was taunted with the news.

In fact his exact words, if Doug remembered correctly were, "Ahh but I'm afraid it is, Little Sam Perry Dorian was born just under two weeks ago. JD and me had a nice little chat not long after it happened and as it turns out, he's not too fond of you right now even. In fact I'd go as far as to say he's going to be offering me the title of godfather very soon, if the kid pulls though that is."

Turk had sulked over to the nurses station soon after and took a temporary vow of silence as he sank to the floor in despair, unfortunately, while the Janitor had succeeded in making him feel bad and stopped him telling anybody else… it didn't stop the four people who had heard him from sharing the news.

The mortician could literally see with his own eyes as those four people told four more people, who told four more people about Kim's death, it was by now spreading around the hospital like wild fire and each time someone else found out, Doug found his air supply getting smaller and smaller… he was so dead.
Even worse… he knew it was only a matter of time till the news reached a certain Elliot Reid and then he would be forced to sit and watch three people mope about in front of him, acting like it was the end of the world and saying how awful they felt and how bad a friend they were.

Which was all well and good, only it didn't help JD in the slightest and it certainly didn't change a thing now did it? … Their self loathing was only adding to the very long list of things they had apparently done in the first place to make them the selfish, self-centred people Doug currently saw opposite him. And he had to admit he was starting to hate them for it.

He also had a horrible feeling that things were only going to get worse…

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Thursday 27th march 11.15. am

Grabbing her freshly made latté and a blue berry muffin from the counter, Elliot Reid smiled to her self as she took a seat on an empty table in the middle of the coffee shop. Sure the day hadn't started out great, with having to go though cases with Ted, being forced to talk to Dan again, being yelled at by Doctor Cox for the third time that morning and forgetting her patients pain meds, but it had gotten increasingly better.

Since the rather strange conversation with Doug, she had been told she had the rest of the afternoon off in order to write a paper on endocrinology to be published in one of her practises medical journals. Of course she didn't need to do any research, being some what of an expert on the subject, so she had spent the last hour catching up on her paper work and basically lounging around in the break room.
Now as far as she was concerned, she would have a well disserved snack before heading home to take a long hot bath and watch her all time favourite show and basically relax until Keith's shift was over where they could have some fun with a few apples and a Mexican costume… life couldn't get much better than that and she was determined nothing was going to spoil her unusual good mood.

"Umm Dr Reid?" A small voice called out, causing the blonde woman to sigh and close her eyes before opening them again and glancing in the direction of one of her newest interns Leah.

"What do you want Leah? Has no one told you I have the afternoon off?" she replied as she blew her hair out of her face and folded her arms waiting for the twenty five year old to continue. The red head was instantly pushed forward by a group of three that stood behind her, egging her on, eager yet slightly scared expressions on their faces. It became obvious to Elliot immediately that the girl had clearly drawn the short straw but for what she did not know.

"Well, it's just we heard this rumour about Dr Briggs and why Dr Dorian has been acting the way he has, and we were wondering as his friend, if you could tell us if the rumours are true?" The intern spat out before taking a step back and looking at her attending with plea filled eyes.

Elliot simply scoffed in response before rolling her eyes and getting to her feet, her patience with the girl already wearing thin after the mix up that morning.

"JD and Kim's relationship is nothing to do with you so here's an idea, why don't you spend a little more time studying and less time gossiping and then maybe incidents like a certain Mr Thomas being in pain for over an hour, wouldn't happen!" With that she grabbed hold of her cup of coffee and left, a small smug grin on her face as she watched Leah's eyes fall to the ground.

God little miss new boobs was really starting to get on her nerves!

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Walking back into the hospital on the way to get her coat, the blonde doctor almost froze in the door way as she looked around the first floor corridor, her forehead creasing slightly as she glanced from side to side. Something had happened judging by the looks on her colleagues faces that she was sure of.
When she had left, most of them had been fairly positive about the day and their patients' recoveries, excited even at the announcement that a celebrity footballer had been admitted to the hospital with a broken leg.

(She had looked, he was hot!)

But now it was almost as if a cloud had formed over everybody's heads. Some people looked solemn; some were actually standing in corners crying and others looked completely emotionless, yet they all had the same darkened look as they stood talking, whispering to each other… their eyes seemed almost guilty and sorrow filled.

She heard a few people asking how could it be true and how the baby was but every time they saw her looking they quickly scurried away or turned their backs and pretended to be busy with something, even if it was just adjusting notices on the walls.

By the time she reached the elevators she was utterly confused, she briefly considered just about every possibility she could think of but brushed all ideas off as quickly as they came, a mother dying in a car crash, the footballer telling the females he was gay, hell she even considered that maybe something had happened to Dr Kelso, but none of them added up to why everyone she worked with was taking the event so hard.

With the first one, well it was tragic yes, but not tragic enough to get everyone so upset, with the second one, well the males probably wouldn't be crying over the news and the third, well let's face it most people would be dancing for joy if he announced his retirement.

What's more Turk and Carla seemed to have vanished into thin air so she couldn't even ask them what was going on.

"Umm Dr Reid, I was wondering if I could maybe talk to you for a minute about Dr Dorian." The usual depressed tone of Ted called out as Elliot came to a stop beside him, her eyes travelling around the corridor trying to figure out what on earth was going on.
"Not now Ted." She replied as she pressed the call button on the elevator panel and stood tapping her foot on the ground, her arms folded.

"But it's important I really think…" He continued, causing Elliot to sigh rather dramatically and turn around to face him, usually she at least tried to be nice to him, but his monotone voice was really starting to get on her nerves, especially after having to sit through paper work with him for over an hour at the start of her shift.

"Look Ted, I don't really care what JD has done now and I am getting pretty sick of people coming up to me wanting some sort of apology or explanation for his behaviour, we dated like three years ago, I don't own him and I have no control over what he does, so if you have a problem with him go and talk to the man himself and stop assuming that I'm his personal carrier pigeon!" She squeaked causing Ted to simply blink at her in disbelief, not quite sure what to make of what she had just said.

Taking his blank expression to mean something else entirely Elliot rolled her eyes and as the elevator doors finally opened she called back to him over her shoulder,
"A carrier pigeons a messenger Ted." Before stepping inside and pressing the third floor button, slightly relieved when the doors closed once again and the lawyer made no attempts to follow.

(a/n) okay so originally Elliot was also going to find out this chapter as well but I thought that was a bit of a humours ending, she may find out the next one, in fact it is very likely but you never know… I could just see how many ways she can be almost told what is going on….I think its up to three now (Doug in chapter 12, Leah and now Ted) Also who saw the finale of scrubs? Was I the only one annoyed by that fact there was just about every character from the show in it apart from Doug? That is why I'm dedicating this chapter to him! A fantastic character who needed at least some air time in the last three episodes of the show!