Disclaimer: I do not own Scrubs. I own the DVDs though.

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JD walked down the hall and out of Sacred Heart, after a very long shift. It was raining. In fact, it was pouring, one might say. JD, however, had no umbrella. He was so tired from his shift, that he didn't even care. He would just get wet. It wasn't too cold out, and the rain actually felt somewhat refreshing. He walked across the parking lot, but before he was half way to his car he heard someone in the ally-way.

"Hey!" a tall man yelled to him, "hey you! Doctor. Could you come here?"

JD tilted his head in confusion and looked around himself. Was the man talking to him? "Me?" he yelled through the rain at the man.

"Yeah!" the man yelled back, "I need medical assistance!"

Hmmmmm, JD thought, it's odd that this man would be yelling that he needed "medical assistance." Especially when he was right next to a hospital... It was his job to help people, so he felt obligated to see what the man needed.

JD walked across the parking lot, as the rain continued to pound down on him. He walked up the the tall man who was, like JD, soaking wet.

"Why don't you come inside the hospital, and we can help you, sir," JD said to the man, "You can walk right? You can explain what's wrong inside, so we don't have to stay out here in the rain..."

"Well..." the man hesitated, causing JD to take a step closer to him, "I would, but I need to stay out here..."

"What do you mean?" JD asked, looking up at the man's face.

The man simply smiled back at him and then quickly grabbed JD by his upper arms and pulled him into the ally.

JD winced, as the man's grip was very tight, "Hey!" he protested, "what are you doing?"

The man didn't answer. He just dragged JD further into the alley.

"Stop that!" JD complained, trying to pull away from the man's grasp, "What do you want?"

The man slammed JD roughly against the wall of the alley, "The doctors in THIS hospital told me I have lung cancer, and that it is too far along to save me!" he yelled, "I'm going to die... and I am pissed!"

JD looked worriedly up into the man's eyes. How was it his fault that his man had cancer? "Look," JD pleaded, "I'm sorry about your cancer, but the doctors in Sacred Heart, including myself, will do whatever we can for you. Okay? Will you just let go of me? We can go inside and see what we can do..."

"No!" the man yelled as the rain continued to pour down from the sky, loudly hitting the pavement and surrounding buildings, "I've talked to them already. There is nothing they can do. I just want to beat the hell out of someone..."

JD looked very uneasily at the man, and tried again to pull away from him, causing the man to tighten his grip.

JD laughed uneasily, "Well, I, uh, have to go..." he said, trying to get the man to let go of him. He struggled again, but this time the man was tired of him trying to get away. He punched JD hard in the stomach, causing him to fall to his knees, gasping for breath.

JD tried to stand, but the man punched him again. JD fell to the ground, breathing heavily, "Stop!" he winced, but the man was angry, and wanted to beat someone up, and nothing JD said was going to stop him from doing so. JD felt a sharp pain in his ribs as the tall man kicked him hard. JD again tried to stand, clutching his sore ribs, and panting. The man advanced, and JD backed further down the alley.

"I didn't do anything to you!" JD pleaded, "Just leave me alone... If you just let me go, I won't report you to the cops... I'll just forget this ever happened, okay? Just let me go..."

The man did not even say anything; he just corned JD and hit him, knocking him to the ground. JD lay on the ground, breathing heavily. He knew that he needed to try to fight back. He pulled himself to his feet, but he leaned on the wall, as he was in much pain. He continued to breath hard, but swung at the larger man, hitting him in the face, but apparently not hard enough. He felt another sharp pain to his ribs as the man punched him again, and then kicked him as he lay on the ground. JD didn't stand a chance against this man. He curled himself into a ball, and covered his face with his arms as the man kicked him.

After a minute or so, but what seemed like hours of abuse, the man ran off. JD peeked out from behind his own hands. The man was nowhere in sight. JD crawled on the ground and leaned against the wall. He knew he should get into the hospital. He suspected that his arm hand been broken and he might even have some broken ribs. He was in too much pain though. He was far into the alley, and didn't think he could make it to the hospital entrance.

So he leaned against the wall as the rain continued to drench him. He closed his eyes and shivered. Then he noticed that he was having trouble breathing. That could mean that one of his ribs had punctured his lung when the man had kicked him. JD was beginning to panic. He gasped for air while his body continued to tremble.

JD, with his eyes still closed, jumped in fright as he felt someone's hands on his shoulders. He quickly opened his eyes to see the Janitor kneeling down in front of him. JD began to squirm, trying to get away from the Janitor, "Get away from me," JD gasped.

"Hey," the Janitor said, with a look on his face that almost looked worried, "What happened to you?"

JD continued to breath heavily, and continued also to try to get away from the janitor, "You know what happened to me. You probably sent that guy to beat me up," he accused, "Just leave me alone, please." he urged.

"Aw, come on," the janitor said, "you know that I wouldn't do that. I'd never actually send someone to beat you up. You look awful. Come on. I think you need to let one of the doctors inside look at you, okay? I'll help you walk alright?"

"No!" JD yelled at him, still shaking, and having a difficult time breathing, "Just... leave me alone."

"Come on, Scooter," the janitor urged, "I think you're hurt pretty bad. Will you just come on?" he said, pulling JD to his feet, "If you won't come willingly, I'll make you."

JD tried to pull away from the janitor but it hurt his entire body to struggle, so he let the janitor drag him along. After a few seconds, however, JD had passed out from a mixture of pain and not being able to breath.

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Ahhh!! What will happen next, I wonder...

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