Title: My Pick-me-up

Author: Emo Barbie

Rating: T {for now...I think it might be rated M here shortly}

Pairing: Cox/JD JDox

Summary: She knew that if there was anyone who could make the older doctor cave, it was J.D. So when Dr Cox ends up in a rut and no one else can seem to get the man to even acknowledge them, she leaves it up to J.D to pick the doctor back up. And surely, that's exactly what the young doctor's going to do.

Ext: This takes place during/after the episode where Dr Cox gives up after all his patients die of Rabies after they receive bad organs. It's still probably one of the most heart wrenching episodes for Dr Cox and if you haven't seen it, I suggest you re-watch scrubs!

The first part pretty much follows the real episode, my own part kinda curves off in the actual first chapter.

My Pick-Me-Up

Prologue

It was that blank stare that got to her. She would talk to him, try to hold a conversation, and it seemed like he would nod his head here or there in response, but other then that he didn't seem at all to register her there. He wouldn't look at her, wouldn't meet her eye or respond verbally to anything she said, just that nod of his head, and even that just seemed like a instinctual movement.

By the time Elliot took her shift he had finally moved to actually looking at people. Of course the first person he did that to was Keith, that unwavering, unblinking stare that he gave the young intern had driven the male to take shelter in the bathroom, forcing Dr Cox to finally meet the eyes of Elliot who in the end he wanted nothing more then for her to just...leave.

It was only after Carla had returned, though allowing Elliot to stay, that he had finally let out one sigh and was now at least acknowledging them with more then a look. A curt actual nod or shake of a head, a point of the finger or hand gesture while they were talking to him. It was probably do to the fact that without any feedback from him, Elliot would just drawl on and on and on, until the doctor had literally at one point contemplated killing her. With Keith in the bathroom and Carla gone he had a nice window to hide the body...of course it hadn't happened as he couldn't bother to actually drag himself up off the couch. On the other hand, at least he was finally seeming to acknowledge their questions when they spoke to him. But that all ended when the phone call came and she picked it up. She could see the spark in his eyes as they focused on Carla and then the phone in her hands. J.D's voice nothing but a low mumble to him, but she could still see the recognition in his eyes at the kids voice.

And when the moment came where she turned to look at him, she could see his intense gaze on her, like he was awaiting the news, Carla was forced to tell him that J.D well...wasn't coming. And like that, she saw all the progress that he had made slip away as he raised his glass and gave a curt nod before his eyes fell down to the floor and glazed over once more.

By the time Turk had gotten there for his shift, Dr Cox had pretty much fully retreated back into his own head. Not paying any attention when Turk sat down next to him and for the next hour he wouldn't even acknowledge him as he tried to converse with the non responsive doctor. Carla was forced to sit there and watch as the doctor stared off into space, his expression solemn and she swore that he looked even more hurt then he had when they had all first arrived. Maybe it was because all the company was finally getting to him. Maybe he had really just given up. Or maybe it was because after everything he was finally realizing that even his "Newbie" had given up on him. She knew she had to convince the younger doctor to come over, because despite any of their attempt, they had all already lost.

When Carla opened the door, she was relieved to finally find J.D on the other side, the doctor having finally agreed to see his mentor. She stepped aside as she allowed J.D in, she could see Dr Cox's eyes shift over in the direction of the door but never fully reach it. Like he was afraid to actually look up to see who it was, as if by doing so it would shatter whatever his head had conjured up to be there as he heard J.D's voice ring out from the doorway, as if his eyes were to actually catch sight of it the threshold would be empty...He kept his eyes locked to the floor as Turk got up and J.D made his way over there. The last thing Carla saw before leaving was Dr Cox as he picked up the blanket and pulled it tighter around him. Maybe as a defensive move, a sign that he was definitely aware of J.D's presence and that he was putting up that emotional barrier of a brick wall he always did when he was trying to hide his emotions. But she also noticed that by doing so he gave J.D more room to sit closer to him and J.D wasted no time in taking up that now vacant space and then the door was closed and there was nothing she could do but let events take their course and pray that she was right. Because as long as she'd known the man, as much as he swore to hate the kid, there was something about J.D that would always make the older man cave.

YAY! Another Scrubs fic! I know I'm also working on trying to finish my others but after three years I'm suddenly just feeling like a writer again, and within the past two days I've put for four chapters {not including this new story} for stories, and so I was just kinda like fuck it. And I started to just work on whatever my hand wanted to write, this one is one I've had sitting on my computer forever and I'm finally just gonna try to finish it and upload it. I have at least 1 more chapter done I can post by the end of the night, so enjoy reading while I upload the next one.