Hey guys! Here's another new story for you. I was watching Enchanted last week, and then listened to the song "How Do You Know?" from the movie, and thought of JD and Cox. So, this fic was born. This story has tons of Enchanted references, and I hope you guys like it and Cox seems in character...this was my first time writing from his POV.

Don't own them, don't own Enchanted...if only.

"How do you knoooooow he loves you? How does she know she's yoooooooours?

I sighed. This was the third morning I heard this song when my alarm clock went off. And, if I had to guess, once I opened my eyes, I wouldn't see Newbie sleeping next to me—yes. No Newbie anywhere in sight: sixth morning that happened. He and I had barely seen each other in days. We had opposite schedules: when I worked during the day, Newbie was on call. When I was working at night, Newbie worked during the day. The one time our shifts actually overlapped, he and I both had patients that kept us busy and apart from each other.

If I had to guess why Newbie kept setting up that song to play in the morning, I would think he needed some reassurance about our relationship. I don't know why though…I've let him move in, sleep in my bed every night, occasionally spoon, tell his black wife and his friends about us, and I never actively denied we were together if someone else asked about us. I never went out of my way to hide our relationship. Besides, Newbie knew I wasn't a big romantic guy. Hell, Jordan had to threaten to withhold sex before I would show her any affecting when we were dating. And even then, I only held her hand for the briefest of moments. I just wasn't an affectionate guy, didn't do big gestures, nothing. Newbie knew this…he knew it before we started dating.

I got dressed quickly, wanting to talk to Newbie before his shift ended, since I guess he ended up working all night at the hospital. Assuming he had ended up on call, I went to check the on-call rooms first, but he was no sign of him.

Walking past the Nurses' Station, I spotted Carla filling out some paperwork. I paused, and turned back to talk to her: if anyone in this place would know where my Newbie is, she would have the best idea. "Hey Carla, you seen the Princess around here lately?"

Smirking, she replied "Elliot's off until this afternoon." At the look on my face, she laughed. "What? You said Princes. Which Bambi is not—if anything, he's the prince, saving you from yourself."

"He's not my…you know what, I'm not going to have this fight with you again, Carla." She was convinced that if it weren't for her Bambi, I would have already killed my liver, and as a result killed my self. Or I would have killed someone and been put in jail. "Do you know where I could find Nancy?"

She shrugged. "No idea. Turk's off right now, so I know they're not together, since I saw Bambi about an hour ago talking and laughing with some guy I didn't know."

Panic rose up in me. "Some guy?!" Carla jumped back at my tone, and opened her mouth to reply.

However, a voice down the all distracted me and interrupted her. Before she could start lecturing me about my tone and yelling at her when all she did was give me information, I took off in the direction of the voice.

Turning the corner, I spotted Newbie further down the hall singing and dancing. Smirking, I began to walk towards him, listening to the words as I approached.

"You could do a lot when you have such a happy working tune to hum. When you're sponging up the soapy scum." What was he singing? Finally, he spun around and spotted me approaching him. Instantly the singing stopped and he opened his mouth to talk to me. "Dr. Cox," He said, nodding and beginning to walk off.

Dr. Cox? Dr. Cox?! "Newbie, stop!" I whistled to make sure I got his attention. "Dr. Cox?"

He just shrugged, looking anywhere but my eyes. "Giselle, I know I'm not so big on the displays of affection, but you don't have to be that formal in the hallways. Just around the patients."

He finally made eye contact with me. "Is that what you think this is about: the fact that you don't always show a lot of affection and require some professionalism in front of the patients? God Perry…you're just like Robert!" Without waiting for another word from me, he turned and stormed off. Well, he tried to storm off…it looked more like prancing.

Wait—Robert? Something wasn't right here. First Carla said she spotted him talking and laughing with another guy when he knew I wouldn't be around, and now he's comparing me to some guy named Robert. Who's Robert? I know he's not another doctor, no one in Newbie's family is named Robert, and to the best of my knowledge, Newbie doesn't have any friends by that name. Maybe a patient?

"Carla!" I pretty much sprinted to the Nurses' Station to talk to her. "Does Newbie have any patients named Robert?"

"I don't think so," She replied, looking confused. "Why?"

My heart sank. "I…think Newbie's cheating on me." Well, crap. Second time that has happened to me.

Carla looked at me, surprised. "Bambi, cheating? No, I don't think something like that is possible for him. Plus, he's not subtle at all, so its doubtful he could get away with it. Besides, he would have had to mention some complaints about you to me, and he hasn't done that."

"Well, then, could you talk to him and figure out the problem? He called me Dr. Cox today! He hasn't done that in a year, at least!" At this point, I was genuinely confused. Carla's right—secrecy isn't his strong suit. When the two of us got together, he had to stay away from his friends the entire first day so he wouldn't tell them. Since he wasn't very good at the whole secrecy thing, someone would have found out. And if someone found out, more than likely they would tell one of his girlfriends—if Gandhi or Barbie were the ones to find out, inevitably they would have gone to Carla to find out what to do.

"Maybe he's just trying to be more professional." I sent a yeah, right look and she amended her statement. "Maybe no. But sure, I'll talk to him. Don't come pestering me about if I've talked to him yet. I have work to do, a husband and a child to take care of. I'll talk to him when I can." She lectured, gathering her things.

"OK…just try to make it soon!" I yelled as she began to walk off. This is something that is really bothering me. Its bad enough JD won't talk to me and there's something bothering him. But throw in the possibility of cheating?

I really care about this kid. I hope I didn't screw it up.

Part one is finished! I have all of the parts written, but let me know what you guys think! Sorry if anyone seems OOC...review and let me know what you think.