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Title: Survivor
Characters: JD/Perry, JD/Jordan, Jordan/Perry, JD/Perry/Jordan
Series Rating: NC-17 (eventually)
Description: A terrible accident requires JD use all his skill to save the mentor he idolizes. But times of crisis can bring people together in unusual ways...
Author's Note: Beta by [livejournal.com profile] yutamiyu who rocks all! Thanks again, you are totally awesome.

Warnings: OT3. Het content.

It took another fifteen minutes or so before he was able to tear himself from the older man's side, but eventually he went back out to the waiting room, reporting on Perry's status to Jordan. He decided to leave out the part about the kiss--Perry wouldn't remember it, that was for certain, and JD decided to keep it a secret. One he'd guard closely, and treasure, during the long nights he had to sleep curled alone in Perry's guest room, and in his own apartment, once the older doctor was up and around again.

Or at least up and around enough that he wouldn't need JD anymore.

"Stay with us, okay?"

God, what JD wouldn't give to hear Perry say that, awake and alert and under entirely different circumstances...But he wouldn't, so he told Jordan only that Perry had been silly and giggling, but seemed well enough. "He should be out of here in a day or two. And then we get to start him on physical therapy..."

"Imagine that'll be fun," Jordan said, sighing. "All right. When can I see him?"

"I've left orders to get him moved to a room, now that he's woken up," JD replied. "They're putting him on the orthopedic floor--room 229, I believe. Want to go wait up for him?"

Jordan nodded, gathering her things together. "Lead the way."

JD did, nodding and responding to the greetings of people who acknowledged him, feeling oddly out of place in the hospital. Had it really been nearly six weeks since he'd last come to work? And ages yet to go...

He shook himself, pushing those thoughts aside, and moved into the private room where Perry was now sleeping. He felt himself blushing, unable to prevent it, as he and Jordan walked to the older man's bedside and gazed down at him.

Oh, my God...I kissed him. He kissed me. He may not have meant to, but he did...

Jordan reached out and stroked Perry's cheek gently, a frown of concentration on her own face. "He looks better," she concluded at last, glancing up at JD. "Doesn't he?"

JD nodded, still blushing. "He does. The little lines around his eyes are gone. Stronger pain relief than he's been getting..."

Jordan was watching him, a curious expression on her face. "And just why is it you're suddenly going scarlet, Scarlet?"

"He...uh...he was really out of it, when he woke up before," JD replied, trying to make himself stop blushing and failing miserably. "Really out of it."

Jordan looked him over, eyebrows lifted. "What'd he do, proposition you or something?"

So much for keeping the moment to himself. "He kissed me. I mean, he giggled, and it was so silly and cute and I leaned over to kiss his cheek and he moved and...and kissed me, and said he should do it again."

He wasn't exactly sure how he'd expected Jordan to react--he didn't really think she'd be angry. First of all, they'd slept together, and she'd just kissed him in the waiting room. Annoyed, maybe? Irritated?

He was pretty sure he wasn't expecting her to roll her eyes and smirk. "That dumbass," she muttered. "It would take anesthetic to get him to finally make a move."

"For him to...What?" JD knew he was gaping at her, over the bed, but... He shook his head and ran his hand through his hair. "Why would he want to make a move on me?"

"Because he likes you, you idiot," Jordan informed him. She shook her head again. "Look, it's not my place to be telling you all this, so you'll have to drag it out of him when he's conscious and coherent again. Speaking of--any estimate on when that'll be?"

"Conscious and coherent could be a few more hours, though he'll probably wake up again before that," JD replied automatically, trying to process what she'd just said. "He...he likes me? But..."

"But what? You're surprised?" Jordan snorted, waving her hand at him. "Come on, DJ, you're supposed to be brainy. He invites you into his home, he responds to you when he's having one of his damned spasms, he fakes nausea just so you'll crawl up onto bed with him and rub his belly--what do you think?"

JD blushed, ducking his head. "I didn't want to assume...I mean...nothing can happen, so I didn't want to get my hopes up..." He let out a long breath. "I like you too much to...I've almost messed things up between the two of you before, and I don't want to do it again. You both mean too much to me..."

She rolled her eyes. "Listen, kid, this isn't a conversation I want to be having without him, so put all the sad puppy dog looks on hold for about a day, could you? But if it was hoping you were afraid to do, well...start hoping."

"I...okay," JD agreed slowly, wondering what in hell was going on. But finding he didn't really care, that much, if Jordan was telling him to hope. And, cautiously, he let his imagination loose on the problem, drifting back over the past month and a half: the looks, the exchanged glances between the two of them. Perry opening his arms to JD, holding him gently, kissing his forehead. Jordan smiling at him, kissing his mouth. The flirting. Teaching Jack to say his name.

"Now come here, and I'll show you where your room is..."

"Falling out of the sky can make you re-evaluate a few things."

"The bed in the guest room is a queen size. And I won't take offense to the two of you sharing it."

"N'bie? ...Stay with us, okay?"

But...what did it all mean?

JD shook his head and just watched Jordan watch Perry, wishing again that he could somehow be a part of it. Was that what she was saying? That they wanted him to be?

Do I want to be? If that was it, and it was like...a permanent threesome, would I want that? With them? JD worried his lower lip between his teeth, looking back and forth between the two. And tried to imagine it.

Then stopped, abruptly. It felt too good, too right, and no matter what Jordan said, it was too much to hope for.

Then what else did she mean? That he'd be their permanent little side dish? Someone to fuck, when they were too frustrated with one another? A sounding board to hear their rants, to babysit when they wanted to go out, to basically continue being live-in help, absorbing whatever scraps of affection they saw fit to toss him?

He sighed to himself, knowing that was a far more likely explanation.

But it didn't feel right, either, not with how they'd been acting. He growled to himself, and picked up Perry's chart, trying to lose himself in the familiar, technical aspects of his job and stop thinking about his personal life for a bit.

It almost worked.

* * *

The next two days were some of the most agonizing JD had ever endured.

Perry'd woken up a few hours after the rather strange conversation he and Jordan had, feeling a good deal less giggly than he had the first time he'd woken up. Fortunately, he didn't suffer much nausea from the anesthetic, and the next day or so he mostly spent sleeping to recover from the surgery. Every time he was awake, JD would feel himself grow tense, wondering if they would broach the topic again, or if the older man even remembered kissing him.

But he could never bring himself to mention it, and Jordan and Perry didn't seem inclined to do so either, so he continued to fret, imagination torturing him with half a dozen possible scenarios, each more unlikely than the last.

At last, though, they took Perry home, and he expected something might come to a head there, once the distractions of the hospital were gone, and it was just the four of them again. JD went into the kitchen, fixing lunch for the three of them, glancing up toward Perry's room every few minutes. "Just fucking ask already, Dorian...You're driving yourself insane..." he muttered.

He loaded the food--beef broth and apple juice for Perry, grilled cheese and tomato soup for he and Jordan--onto a tray, carrying it carefully down the hall and using his foot to nudge into the room. "Order up," he said, trying for cheerful, wincing when his voice cracked a little nervously.

"Good," Jordan quipped, even as she moved to the take the tray from him and settle it onto the bedside table. "We were about to have the manager send us a different waitress."

"Sorry, one of the other customers was getting handsy," JD replied, dropping into the chair by the bed. "Had to fend him off before I could get your food."

Perry snorted, reaching for his mug of broth and giving the grilled cheese sandwiches a longing glance before sipping at it with a sigh. "Well, can't have that," he murmured. "I don't like anyone getting fresh with my waitress."

JD couldn't keep from blushing. "I'll make sure the management is informed."

Perry lifted the mug at him and nodded his thanks as Jordan reached for one of the halves of grilled cheese, dunking it into the soup before taking a bite and humming her approval. "Good thinking," she said.

God, why wouldn't they just say something? Here he was, blushing and practically stammering, and they were just letting it go! I knew they liked torture, but this is ridiculous. He cast his mind around for some way to bring it up without having to to bring it up. Oh God, I'm not even making sense in my own head. "Of course, it's a little hard on the waitress. Not being allowed to get fresh with anyone..." I am so pathetic.

Perry and Jordan both glanced up at him, Perry's eyebrows lifted, a small smirk on Jordan's lips. "It seems to me," Perry said, "that would sort of depend on the waitress, wouldn't it? After all, the more decent customers wouldn't want to make any advances that would be considered...unwelcome."

"Well, the waitress would hardly want to intrude on a private dining experience..." He's got me referring to myself as a girl. But JD wasn't going to drop the ruse, pathetic as it was. Even if his face was already the color of his soup.

"Mmm," Perry said, glancing at Jordan.

"Don't look at me," she said. "You're the idiots who are insisting on keeping up the stupid waitress analogy."

"You started it," Perry pointed out.

"And I rue the moment the thought entered my head."

JD's lips twitched, even as his blush somehow seemed to deepen. I wonder if my face could actually explode? "Um...well...we could drop it."

"Indeed we could," Jordan said, giving Perry a Look. "All right, then, JD. Tell us what's on your mind."

JD opened his mouth to say he'd meant drop the whole thing, but...dammit. He was going crazy as it was, and at least he'd know. "Okay. I...like you. Both of you, actually. But you're, you know, together, and I don't want to mess that up, especially since I almost have before, but...but I keep getting the feeling you might be flirting with me and I'm really confused."

"Hah!" Perry looked at Jordan, holding out his hand. "Pay up!"

She rolled her eyes. "It'll have to wait, I don't have my wallet on me," she said, voice sarcastic. "And I don't think this counts as a victory yet. Do you see him naked? I sure as hell don't."

"Well, not yet," Perry said, though he withdrew his hand. "But I think I've still won in intent."

"I'm supposed to be naked?" JD asked warily, looking back and forth between them. If this was supposed to unconfuse him, it wasn't really working. "Why?"

Jordan rolled her eyes at him. "The bet was on whether or not we could seduce you," she said. "I don't think it counts as a completed seduction until you're naked in bed with us."

JD swallowed hard, feeling tears sting his eyes. Of course it'd just been a game. "Oh. Um. Then I guess you're gonna lose, Dr. Cox, sorry..." He pushed himself up out of the chair.

"Now, hold your horses, there, Newbie," Perry said, voice gentle. "She's not giving you the whole story. Did you even wonder why we'd decide to do something like this?"

"For shits and giggles?" JD suggested, wishing they'd let him go so he wouldn't embarrass himself any further by crying in front of them.

"Well...yeah, partly," Jordan said, shrugging. "But mostly because we're both more or less crazy about you."

JD's brain screeched to a halt. "You're...what?"

"We like you, we're attracted to you, we're warm for your form, 'excuse me, sir, I seem to have lost my phone number, can I have yours?'" Perry said. "We want you, Newbie."

JD thumped back down into his chair, eyes wide. "Oh. Well. That's...convenient?"

They both smirked at him, and Perry reached out with one hand, gesturing for JD to join them on the bed. "C'mere," he said.

JD hesitated for a moment, before cautiously climbing up, staying near the foot. "What do you want me for? I mean...as slightly more personalized live-in help? Or..."

Perry and Jordan glanced at one another again, then Jordan looked back at JD. "Look...we don't have flowers or chocolates or anything particularly fancy, but...I suppose you could say we're asking you out. Of sorts."

"So not just a sex buddy thing?" JD couldn't believe he was actually rationally talking this through, but...he wanted to know, before giving in any more and finding out he'd just let himself in to get shafted and hurt. Again.

Perry snorted. "Do I look like I'm going to be anybody's sex buddy any time soon?" he retorted. But when JD still hesitated, he softened a little. "No, JD, not just a sex buddy thing," he said. "We're aware this is a little...unusual, but...well, we care about you."

"And you're great with Jack," Jordan added. "And he adores you."

"And you're good at keeping us both from killing each other," Perry agreed. "Look...you don't have to answer right away, and if you're not interested that's fine, no harm done. But we'd like to give it a go, if you're game."

"I'm game," JD replied, almost surprised to hear himself answer so quickly. He blushed, but smiled, very shyly. "Can't let you lose that bet, now, can I?"

Perry huffed, folding his arms across his chest. "You were pretty ready to a minute ago," he said. "You even pulled out 'Dr. Cox' on me. I think an apology is in order, Newbie."

JD's blush deepened, but his grin turned sly. "Should I kiss it and make it better?"

Perry grinned back. "That's the sort of apology I'm most likely to accept," he agreed. "Get up here, kid."

Moving slowly so as not to jar Perry, JD crawled up the length of the bed, settling beside Perry. He took a deep breath, reaching up to lightly brush the older man's hair back, before cupping his cheek and leaning in, pressing their lips gently together.

A moment later he felt Perry's fingers in his hair, brushing down from his temple to cup the line of his jaw, tips resting lightly on his cheek. The older man's mouth responded to his, pressing back warmly, moving a little, and just before they pulled apart, JD felt the tip of Perry's tongue trace teasingly along his lower lip.

"Oh..." JD blinked at Perry, eyes wide and shining. "So, am I forgiven?" he managed, a moment later, licking his lips slowly and thoroughly.

Perry smiled, the soft, genuine, vulnerable smile he'd offered JD in the recovery room. "Think so," he replied. "That's a yes, then, huh?"

JD nodded, shyly, looking over at Jordan, before returning his gaze to Perry. "Definitely. I mean...I really like both of you, and...and I've been wishing I could be a part of...of what you have." He ducked his head, grinning. "And I've been wondering who I was more jealous of, when I've seen you kissing."

Jordan laughed lightly. "We've seen a few of your longing, angsty gazes, yes," she agreed. "You really know how to put on the wounded puppy dog face when you want to, you know it? We didn't stand a chance."

"I don't do it on purpose," JD protested, but he couldn't help grinning wider. Could this really be happening? "But good."

"Well, on purpose or not, I had to witness one too many of those expressions," Perry said. "So from now on, I'd ask you to endeavor to stop putting yourself into situations that create the need for said expressions, if you could be so kind."

"I'll do my best," JD promised solemnly.

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Next Chapter

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Date: 9 Jul 2008 05:58 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] severedscythe.livejournal.com
asd;lfkjasdf oh babies. Trust them to almost make him cry and then just blow it all out of the water like that. XD I love this.

Date: 9 Jul 2008 06:11 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dancingthree.livejournal.com
You have no idea how happy I have been that you have been updating this like crazy. Like REALLY happy.

Finally! FINALLY its all out there in the open, and now JD doesn't have to wonder or angst about it, and its all good so far.

Love how the characters are...well...in character. Not OOC or nothing. It suits them all, and I know there's two more chapters and I really REALLy hope said chapters get up here soon :-D

I also like how the whole three-people-in-a-relationship doesn't seem...awkward. It seems...very natural that it should follow that course. Not forced or odd. I can't wait to read Chapters 11 and 12!

Date: 9 Jul 2008 06:13 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] allherglory.livejournal.com
G-Guh. I think you've broken me with the happy.

Date: 9 Jul 2008 06:17 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] psychofangirl.livejournal.com
Fucking sweet! So happy to see JD FINALLY get it... even it required Jordan and Perry practically putting "we want you" on the side of a brick and throwing it at his head...

I maintain that your brilliance is nothing short of amazing.

Date: 9 Jul 2008 06:54 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mostepotente.livejournal.com
Naaice. I like how JD does have real fears that they might be playing a game with him. With a couple like Perry and Jordan it's within the realm of possibility, I mean, we know that they wouldn't, but they might think it fun to tease.

Now hopefuilly this can all survive once Per-bear starts getting nasty with all that physical therapy.

Thank you!

Date: 9 Jul 2008 09:50 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myviciousvixen.livejournal.com
Thank you for this great chapter.

Date: 9 Jul 2008 14:38 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] romyra.livejournal.com

Date: 9 Jul 2008 16:54 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kleimo91.livejournal.com
It's too great. Can't think of English adjectives. Let's try some German ones.
Unglaublich, fantastisch, beeindrucken,einfach nur GEIL, satanarchälügenialkohöllisch, michausdenSchuhenwerfend... *_________________*
Don't try to translate, just feel adored... ♥

Date: 10 Jul 2008 02:49 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hopeless-childe.livejournal.com

FINALLY! *happy dance for the 3 of them*
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