Hey, this is my latest fan fiction and my only one about scrubs, so please R&R (You know the drill) and tell me what you think. Thanks xx

Disclaimer: No, I don't own any of the characters or the plots. Only my own....

Chapter one: Children

One of the best things about working in a hospital is the kids. They are always happy and cheerful to see you, and laugh at your worst jokes. Like Tommy, the kid who fakes illnesses to get off school. "Hey Tommy. What's wrong with you now?"

"I 'feel sick'. Hmph, my mother will believe anything!"

"OK, Tommy, you know sometime, your gonna have to tell your mom how many times you've faked illnesses."

He smacked his head down on the pillow. "Nausea!! I'm going to throw up!"

"Good one Tommy."

Nice... maybe he wasn't faking. I went to change my scrubs caked in vomit and get a coffee.

"Hey Elliott."

"Hey JD. Nice scrubs. You know, it reminds me of when my Dad ate too many hot dogs on hot dog night. God..... nothing could make him stop eating those hot dogs. That was why I was sick on him, the sight of his eating all the hotdogs like a pig..."

"OK, Elliott. I'm busy, so I'm just gonna go walk away." Elliott didn't even look back at me when I left, stinking of puke.

"Hey *whistles* Catherine, make sure you don't spill that coffee..... oh to late." Dr Cox grinned his evil grin. It reminds me of the time he pushed me in the duck pond.

"God those ducks swam fast...."

"OK Catherine, I'm going to go and just walk away now, because, quite frankly I can not stand talking to you." He walked off.

"Hey!! Brown Bear!" Turk was in the corridor.

"Hey dude. What up? Jesus!! You need to change your stankin scrubs dude, you're cramping my style, you stink of rotting fish or something."

"OK, brown bear."

I hate it when people you love talk meanly to you. Like Turk and Dr Cox. Turk didn't have to be so rude. Maybe I should have had a fit of rage. I stormed back over to him.

"Turk! I do not like the way you spoke to me then. You treated me like a piece of dirt on your shoe! It's disgusting!"

"Dude, no offense. But you smell like something on the bottom of my shoe, and THAT'S disgusting! Was that one of those 'fit of rage' things? Because, you need to get better at those if we want to make Carla feel bad when she says we act like a married couple."

"I know Turk, I need to get better at those or Carla will never let us sleep in the same bed again!"

"I don't want to sleep in the same bed as you."

"Yes you do. Stop pretending."

"JD? Will you please go change into different scrubs, your stench is making me feel sick."

"OK dude."

As I went to change into flowery scented scrubs, I passed something amazing. A patient, a teenage girl who looked exactly like me. This was strange. She had long black hair, and was very attractive. (Not that I'm saying I'm very attractive, but I am...) She was reading a rock magazine.

"Elliott!" I heard running and Elliott skidded to a halt next to me. Record timing. 5 seconds flat...

"Yeah?"

"God, you're getting faster!"

"I know, I've been practicing."

"Well done, anyway. Look at that girl, what do you think?"

"She's very pretty, but I think she's a bit young for you."

"I know that! Do you not think she looks like someone?"

"Hey!! I can here you!" The patient shouted.

"Oh my gosh JD!! She looks just like you!" Elliott gasped.

"Hello, what's your name?" I asked the patient.

"Hey, urm... it's Juno."

"Pretty name. Mines JD."

"Hey! That's what people call me. My initials are J and D."

"My god Joanna, this is priceless!" Dr Cox made me jumped by tapping me on the back and shouting it in my face. "She looks like you and she has the same initials." He started whispering, "Now Joanna, I'm being serious here, and I'm saying it quietly so you don't get embarrassed. Do you want to take a D.N.A test?? Because, quite frankly, this whole thing is creeping me out and I want to know if there is going to be two J.D's to annoy the hell out of me."

Wow, he was actually being quite nice to me. "Thanks , but she's not my daughter or sister or anything. She can't be."

"OK Joanna. If you change your mind, you go ahead and take one of those swabs over there and say, oh I don't know, your checking her temperature or something lame like that."

"Thanks Dr. Cox."

He narrowed his eyes and walked off.

"So, Juno. Why are you in here?" Elliott asked her.

"I keep fainting and going really hot. My mom thinks there is something wrong with me. I just think I need to drink more water or something."

"I think that is most probably it sweetie. Who is your doctor?"

"I don't know. He didn't say. He checked me over and then walked off, he didn't even talk to me."

"Well, I could be your doctor if you want, Juno." I asked. This way I could stick a swab in her mouth. I'd decided this was the best thing to do, but I wasn't going to tell Dr. Cox that.

"Urm... OK. But you're making me feel sick, you smell really bad." She shifted uncomfortably.

"I'll stay here and talk to her. It must be pretty lonely for you, where are your friends?? Are they all busy?" Elliott asked.

"I don't really have any friends. I keep to myself. We all have different interests. But there is Leah, my best friend. She came round earlier. She said she'd come round later as well, she has cheer leading practice."

"Ok, well I'll stay here, so you don't get bored. It's the end of my shift any way."

"I'll see you later Juno, Elliott."

As I walked down the hallway, heading for the mens changing room, I couldn't help but think about what it would be like if Juno was my daughter.

We would go shopping together, and I'd spoil her to loads of things she wanted. Then we'd go to a pizza place and head back to Elliott and my apartment and eat them watching some sort of comedy on the TV. The next day we would go to a theme park or something and I would win all the prizes on those lame claw games her, then later while she sleeps, I would steal them off her and Turk and I would play with them.....

After I got changed, I bumped into Carla.

"Hey Bambi. Are you OK? You're really pale."

"Hey Carla. I'm OK I suppose, but I want you to meet someone."

"OK."

We walked down the corridor and I stopped at Juno's room. Elliott was still there and they were both laughing at something.

"Hey, what's funny guys?" I asked.

Elliott span round and hid something behind her back. "Nothing, excuse me for a minute." She rushed off.

"She's a bit young for you isn't she JD?"

"I know that Carla!! Look at her, do you not recognize her?"

She gasped. "Oh my god! She looks like you."

"I know, hey Juno. This is Carla. Carla this is Juno."

Juno looked up and smiled.

"Hello Juno, I love your name. It's so pretty."

She grinned. "Thank you. Urm, I don't want to be rude or anything, but I'm really tired."

"OK, come on people. Leave Juno to sleep." Carla pushed me out the door.

"Bye Juno!"

Carla walked off, but I stayed outside the window. She didn't know I was there, but I stayed for nearly an hour before I had to pee. So, for nearly an hour I watched her sleep and thought about other things we could do if she was my daughter....