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Part 2 - Chapter 3
Waking up the next morning was a little odd. Elliot was too drunk to drive home last night so she crashed in my room because I had fallen asleep on the couch. They all woke me late so I had enough time to throw on fresh scrubs and grab a couple breakfast bars on the way out.
Elliot assured me my hair was fine several times on the ride in but I had trouble believing her when she started giggling. I felt better when both Turk and Carla told me I was fine and explained that Elliot was giggling because of a part of the movie I had missed.
As we stepped out of the car I reached up to fix my wind-blown hair and Elliot nearly tackled me. “It actually looks better now that the wind has played with it a bit.” She smiled cutely at me as she held my wrists.
“I believe you, but you’re cutting off the blood-flow to my hands.”
Elliot squeaked and released me before heading inside.
We stepped in the door and Dr. Cox did a double-take before grinning up at us. Huh, he must be in a good mood. “Good morning Monica, you’re simply glowing today.”
“I know I probably still look half-asleep, you don’t have to rub it in.”
“No time to primp in the mirror today, Honey, we need to get right to work.”
“But I have to put my backpack in my locker.”
“Elliot can do that for you, right?” He took my bag from me and tossed it to Elliot. Wait, did he just call her ‘Elliot’ instead of ‘Barbie’?
“Dr. Cox did you get another new shrink?”
He ignored my question and dragged me off by the arm.
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I must look good today; everyone has been smiling at me. I even got a smile out of the Janitor, which was a little creepy, but it still counts! Only an hour into the day and it’s already turning out great, but right now I really have to pee.
“Where are you headed Newbie?”
“To the bathroom, and if you don’t move I will tinkle on your shoes.” I warn him, I have to go that bad. I’m having a flashback to my daydream of Dr. Cox wetting himself and it’s only making it worse, I’m starting to dance a little.
He moves out of my way and I rush in, I don’t really care that he’s followed me in either. No shy bladder today.
“So did you have fun last night?” Dr. Cox asks as he locks the bathroom door.
“The movie was OK, what I saw of it at least.” I can’t remember the last part I saw before falling asleep. “We should rent a movie.”
“No cartoons and no Disney movies.” He crossed his arms and leaned against the bathroom door.
“You can pick out the movie, just no horror movies. If I have nightmares you’re getting as much sleep as I do.” I glare at him over my shoulder.
“That’s fine with me.” I know he’s grinning at me, the pervert.
I laugh. “You think I can do that when I’m scared?” I move to wash my hands, still looking at him. “Pick either a comedy or an action movie. Like, maybe, ‘Mr. and Mrs. Smith’?”
“You just want to ogle Brad Pitt, Lisa.”
“Actually I want to ogle Angelina.” I grin.
“I’m all for girl-on-girl action, but only when the girls look good together.”
“You’re so cute.” I huff at him. Even I’ll admit that the scream I let out when I glanced in the mirror was girlish. “What the hell?”
Dr. Cox chuckles. “When I dropped off Izzy last night you were asleep on the couch and Barbie was giving you a makeover.”
The make-up job isn’t comical in a heavy, clown-like way but it’s still obvious I’m wearing make-up. From what I can tell I’m wearing eyeliner, pink eye-shadow, a little blush, and pink lip gloss. I turned on the sink to splash my face. “Let me guess, you convinced her to get me to come in to work like this? What does she get out of it?”
“I agreed not to call her ‘Barbie’ for a whole week.” Dr. Cox moved to stand behind me.
“You just called her ‘Barbie’ a second ago.”
“Not to her face.”
I looked into the mirror, looking in his eyes with a glare. “Well I hope it was worth no sex for two whole weeks.” I watch his eyes widen and I feel a stroke of triumph. Take that!
“Newbie, you can’t be serious.”
“I am very serious, maybe next time you’ll think about it.”
“But Barbie is the one who started it! She offered first, I honestly didn’t think she would do it.”
“You let me walk around, seeing patients, for an hour without saying anything. You made your own bed.”
Hands wrapped around my waist and Dr. Cox pulled me against his chest. “You know me; I’m like a grade-schooler pulling the pigtails of the girl he likes. The more I tease you, the more I like you.”
“So you’ve been madly in love with me since day one?”
He doesn’t answer, just kisses the back of my neck.
“Two weeks, Perry, two weeks.” He growls as I unwrap his arms from my waist. I pull off my scrubs top, then my undershirt so I can use my undershirt to clean off the make-up and dry my face.
“Now you’re just teasing me.”
“I have to get this stuff off my face.” I grumble as I replace my scrubs top.
There’s a thud as someone outside walks into the locked door, followed by an “Ouch!” and I shake my head.
“There are pink and white bows in my hair!” I hear Dr. Cox chuckle at my outburst and I give him a warning glare. “You want to make it a month?”
“You couldn’t even last that long.” He snorts.
“I’ve had longer dry spells than that.”
Dr. Cox is quiet for a few minutes while he watches me clean my face and pull the junk from my hair. “Do you want me to rent that movie tonight?”
I smile to myself; he can be so cute sometimes. “Actually I have a long shift today and I’m on-call, how about this weekend?”
“You’re not making plans with your husband this weekend? You know he’ll get suspicious of you cheating if you spend too much time with me.”
“Turk and Carla are taking Izzy to visit his brother’s family this weekend since they haven’t met her yet.” I pause; I think I’m forgetting something. “Oh wait! I have Sam this weekend.” I pout.
“That’s fine, he can sleep in Jack’s room while we watch the movie, and we just won’t turn on the surround-sound.”
“Sounds good.”
“Well I’m going back before someone has to page me and I have to kill them.”
I watched him leave before bundling up my shirt with the girly stuff from my hair. I have a blonde from Connecticut to maim.
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“Elliot!” I came up behind her and shoved my bundled up shirt into her arms. “You owe me a new shirt.” I smile before turning away. “Oh and we’re not talking.”
“Frick!” There was a click-clack noise as she followed me down the hall in her high-heels. “To be completely fair Carla did warn you about the make-up thing.”
I glared at her out the corner of my eye. Carla threatened me not to daydream, falling asleep didn’t count.
“OK, so you fell asleep but I…Dr. Cox always calls me ‘Barbie’!” She stomped her foot even as she continued to follow me.
I paused by the nurse’s station to grab a couple charts before continuing on.
“JD, please! If you could do something to me that would get Dr. Cox to stop calling you ‘Newbie’ or by girls’ names wouldn’t you do it? Even if it was only for a week?”
No, I happen to love them…now…well maybe not so much the girls’ names, I at least wish he wouldn’t call me girls’ names in bed.
“Listen, I’ll buy you as many new shirts as you’d like, and all your hair products for the next year, which includes shampoo and conditioner. How does that sound?”
“Buying your girlfriend’s love, Barbie?” Dr. Cox muttered as he passed.
“You just called me ‘Barbie’!” Elliot screeched as she spun on her heel to look at Dr. Cox’s retreating back. “You promised!”
Dr. Cox growled, baring his teeth at her a bit. He mumbled something about not saying the word ‘promise’ before he continued on his way.
Elliot squealed angrily and stormed after him. There goes my free stuff.
Dr. Cox is going to be in a real mood for the next two weeks; I love having power.
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I hate sleeping in the on-call room, it’s impossible to get any actual sleep. The beds are basically army cots and the paper-thin walls don’t exactly block the bustling noises of the hospital. It’s no wonder Dr. Cox sleeps on the couch in the lounge, though I doubt that’s great for real rest either.
I am currently tossing and turning on one of the bottom bunks, trying to block out the noises in the hall as well as the sound of The Todd humping the mattress above me, I’d move but all the other beds are taken.
The door opens and everyone, except The Todd, groans at the sudden light spilling into the room. It’s Turk. He swats at Todd and the bouncing stops. “Dr. Wen wants you in surgery.”
Todd rolled off top bunk and left.
“You asleep, dude?” Turk whispered.
“Todd was just humping the mattress directly above my head, what do you think?”
Turk sat on the edge of the bed, pushing me back into the wall to make room for himself. “Do what I do, think about some lovely hunny and turn it into a really good dream.” He grinned.
“Todd was panting and groaning.” I pointed out.
Turk made a grossed-out face. “I hate when he does that, completely ruins it.”
“Unless, of course, you wanted your ‘lovely hunny’ to suddenly morph into The Todd, then yeah, it kind of does.” I smiled at him, but I don’t know if he can actually see me in the dark. “What’s up, Brown Bear?”
Turk sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. “VB, you know we can tell each other everything, right?”
Why is he so serious? Oh God! “Turk, are you dying?”
“No…”
“Carla?”
“No, Carla and I are fine. It’s…”
“Is it me? You took my spoon from breakfast and had it tested and I have cancer or some really rare disease and I’m dying! Oh God, what do I tell my mom? I hate it when she cries into the phone, but I highly doubt Kelso would let me take a couple days off to go tell my family I’m dying. And it’s a little insensitive to ask Dan to tell her, I’d like to tell her myself but…”
“JD!” Turk grabbed my shoulders and shook me hard. “You are not dying, no one is.”
“Am I sick?”
“Nobody is sick. It’s…this secret girlfriend thing. I think this is the first secret you’ve kept from me. I mean, don’t get me wrong, you’re completely entitled to your secrets but…”
I frown, sitting up to hug my best friend. “I’m sorry Turk. I hate keeping secrets from you and trust me, this is killing me, but it’s still a little complicated and I’m not prepared to explain things to people yet. I promise, you’ll be the first I tell when I’m ready though.”
Turk returns my hug and I can feel him smile against my shoulder. “I trust you Vanilla Bear.”
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I figured the first one was mostly interactions between JD and Cox, I needed to add in some more interactions between JD and his friends.
Feedback makes me very happy.