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17 September 2007 @ 02:54 am
A Scrubs fic  

Title: Don't have one yet
Fandom: Scrubs
Pairing: JD/Dr. Cox

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: Not mine.

Warnings: Slash.

 

Need beta for spelling and grammar. Note that English isn't my first language! 

Thanks!

 


Every three months the people from the blood bank would come to "Scared Heart" to solicit blood donations from the medical staff.

 

As being that the people how works at a hospital knows why blood donation is important, the response was pretty high.

 

JD was planning on donating blood all day, but he was flood with work and even didn't have time to rest. Every time he came close to the waiting line for the donations, he was paged by and intern or Dr. Cox, rushing him back to work.

 

By the end of the day he was exhausted and he found the chair next to the blood donations room that best thing that happened to him that day. He closed his eyes and rested as he waited for his turn. He knew it was a good cause, and plus, he knew he'd feel guilty if he didn't donate his blood. He heard his stomach growl and he opened his eyes and looked at it. He now remembered he hadn't had the chance to drink more then 2 coffee cups and eat more then a cupcake all day.

 

He sighed and closed his eyes again, his shift was about to end so it didn't really matter. He'll get a juice box from the donators and eat a big dinner at home.

 

He was resting on the chair, thinking about new scenes for his Dr. Acula script, when suddenly he heard a sharp whistle.

 

He opened his eyes and looked to his right, sending the source of the voice an angry look.

 

"So Tammy, donating blood, ha? Oh God, the poor human bean that would get your blood."

 

"Ha, ha, that's funny. Now let me be, I'm trying to catch some sleep before I go in."

 

"And give up the chance to irritate you? It's a hard thing for me to do. I'm not sure if I can do it."

 

Dr. Cox rant was cut when it was JD's turn to get into the room where he was to give blood. One of the nurses called him and he rose from his chair, gave Dr. Cox a look and walked over to the room.

 

Dr. Cox watched as JD walked tiredly into the room. He raised an eyebrow as he wondered if it was a gone idea for the young man to give blood in his state, he looked very tired and a bit pale.

He swiftly waved the thought from his head, thinking the other doctor, as he was a doctor, must've known what he was doing, and that he shouldn't care about it so much anyway.

 

JD walked over to a bed the nurse let him to and he laid down on it. He closed his eyes and sighed, thinking he could fall asleep right there and then.

The nurse asked him the regular questions and he answered them somewhat automatically, have been to the procedure more then once.

 

The nurse put a small ball in his hand and he squeezed it as she inserted the IV to his left arm. He closed his eyes once again and relaxed. The whole situation gave him numerous ideas for his screenplay and a smile played on his face as he imagined the scenes in his head.

 

After a few minutes the nurse cut the tube and ordered for JD too stay lying for a few more minutes. He nodded and she put cotton on the bruise left from the needle and JD hold it with his hand.

 

After a few more minutes the nurse thanked him and told him he could go. He gave her a smile and walked out of the door where he saw Dr. Cox staring at him.

 

"What are you still doing here? I thought your shift was over." JD made his way towards Dr. Cox, his legs wavering underneath him.

 

Dr. Cox noticed his uneven steps and took a step towards him but stopped right away so then it won't look to JD like he was worried. JD kept walking towards him, with a grin on his face. He was about to speak again when suddenly he felt a sharp headache. He stopped a few inches away from Dr. Cox and placed his hand on his forehead. He squeezed his eyes shot and waited for the headache to disappear, but then his legs felt week under him and his vision began to blur.

 

Perry saw JD starting to fall and he jumped forward the few inches between them and grabbed him before he could hit the ground.

 

"Newbie! Newbie!" He yelled and flickered his fingers in front of JD's pale face.

 

The young man didn't wake up. He seemed to be unconsciousness.

 

"Get me a gurney here, fast!" He yelled to a bunch of nurses that walked across the hall. The group reacted immediately. Two nurses went to bring a gurney while another came to his side to help him treat JD.

 

"What happened?"

 

"He just gave blood, I think he was a little weak to begin with and that just draw out the rest of his energy. We need to give him some fluids."

 

The nurses came back with a gurney a minute later and the four of them placed JD on it and wheeled him into one of the nearest rooms to where he crashed. 

 

 

JD slowly opened his eyes. He squeezed them shut a second later when he felt a sharp pain in his head.

 

He tried once again, the pain was still there but opening his eyes wasn't as hard.

 

He looked around him and absorbed that he was in the hospital. Then he realized he was laying on one of the patients beds. That was a fact he was quite happy about, seeming he was feeling a bit weak and he's head still hurt.

 

 He noticed a move at the corner of his eye and looked to his right. Dr. Cox was standing with his back to him, writing something on a chart.

 

"D… Dr. Cox? What happened?" JD asked in a cracking voice.

 

The older man spun around quickly as he heard JD's voice. JD could recognize a look of relief on Perry's face for a split second, but then the look was gone and was exchanged with a frown.

 

"You passed out Meredith."

 

"Oh, really?"

 

"Yeah, really." Dr. Cox answered in a mocking voice. He wrote something on the chart and placed on the table next to JD's bed. Then he flicked his nose and crossed his arms on his chest. JD tilted his head to the side with a thoughtful look, trying to remember why he fainted.

 

"I guess it has something to do with my blood donation, doesn't it?"

 

"No shit, Shirley." Perry gave him a fake smile. "You ignorant buffoon! That what happens when you don't eat or drink all day and then go to give blood after an 18 hours shift." His voice got louder by the second until he was shouting the last words.

 

"I… I'm sorry. I just didn't have time, and I really wanted to do this. I didn't think this would really happen…"

 

"That's right, you didn't think! As always." Perry cut him, getting even angrier.

 

"I'm sorry." JD tried again, this time whispering. He lowered his head down and looked at his whiter then normal hands as if he was ashamed of himself.

 

Perry sighed and rubbed his hands over his face, "I've put you on some fluids to get something into you. I hope you don't mind because you didn't really find it necessary until now. In want you to stay here for awhile and Kelso agreed to cancel your shift tomorrow morning. Just, get some sleep Newbie. I'll come to check on you later."

 

He took JD's chart and his hand and moved to place it on the younger man's bed. Then he walked to the door and was about to leave when he heard a chuckle from behind him. He turned his head to look at JD and saw a shy smile creeping onto his face.

"What?" He asked irritably.

 

"Nothing, it's just…" JD stopped and chuckled again. His smile grow a bit wider

 

"What the hell Newbie?"

 

"Am, it's just nice to see that you care about me so much. You got kind of freaked out just now."

 

Perry stared hard and JD and then rolled his eyes and growled loudly, but he said nothing. He left the room and closed the door gently behind him.

 

JD looked after him until he was out of sight and then covered himself up, fixed himself on the bed and closed his eyes, the smile still on his face.