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randomweavingTitle: Survivor
Characters: JD/Perry, JD/Jordan, Jordan/Perry, JD/Perry/Jordan
Series Rating: NC-17
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]](http://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
yutamiyu who rocks all! Thanks again, you are totally awesome. The end, and thanks for coming along for the ride!
Warnings: OT3. Het content.
JD wasn't sure what time it was, but it wasn't morning yet when he woke again.
At first, he wasn't sure where he was. But a moment later, the sound of light snoring met his ears, and he began to register the weight of the arm wrapped over his waist from behind, the gentle rise-and-fall of the chest beneath his ear.
And like that, it all came screaming back to him.
Oh. Oh, God. He'd slept with Jordan--and Dr. Cox. They'd invited him into their bed, and he'd accepted and they'd...oh, fuck, they'd done everything.
Everything everything. Jordan stuck her tongue in my ass. Oh my God...
He lay where he was, too shocked and worried even to shift his weight, although his full bladder made the reason for his waking obvious. How am I supposed to manage this? And did I really put out that much on the first date?
Of course, they hadn't exactly given him much choice; Jordan had lured him into their bedroom, claiming she needed help arranging Perry into a more comfortable sleeping position, and once there, she'd definitely been the one to make the moves. He'd reacted pretty quickly, of course, but he hadn't initiated anything...and they had all been pretty tense. Worry about Perry, about his surgery, and now about whether he'd ever walk again, had left all of them pretty wound up. He supposed it made sense they'd eventually ended up relieving that tension...
Just don't panic. They liked it, you know that. You liked it. It'll all be okay...And holy fuck I have to pee!
Unable to ignore it any longer, JD started to try to disengage himself from the two of them.
Jordan mumbled something and released him, rolling away and curling with her back to him. JD breathed a sigh of relief, moving to carefully uncurl Perry's arm from around his shoulders, and slide off the end of the bed.
He managed, and darted to the bathroom, relieving himself quickly. He washed his hands, then turned off the sink and stepped back into the hallway.
And found himself hesitating between returning to his room and returning to the master bedroom.
He bit his lip. What had they meant, anyway? For him to sleep with them all the time now? Or had his settling in for the night simply been an allowance granted due to the fact that he probably would've collapsed in a boneless heap if they'd tried to get him to leave?
It wasn't that he doubted they'd wanted him there--their reactions had proven otherwise--but even if they did want to...to date him, as it were...they'd only declared their intent to do so earlier that afternoon. It was just...it was early, wasn't it? To be assuming the shared intimacies of the bedroom went beyond sexual ones?
He groaned, leaning against the wall, running his fingers through his hair. And, thankfully, heard a noise from Jack's room that let him put off deciding for just a bit. He headed in--after a short stop to pull on a pair of scrub pants, because naked in front of the boy would be embarrassing--and found Jack standing in his crib, babbling to himself.
JD smiled. "Hey, kiddo. You're supposed to be asleep, you know."
Jack burbled at him, and JD laughed, picking him up and carrying him to the rocking chair.
A few stories later, and the boy was sleeping once more. JD set the last book aside and looked up, to find Jordan watching him from the doorway. He flushed, looking back down at the boy in his lap. "He was awake when I got up to use the bathroom..."
Jordan smirked. "I know. We heard you on the baby monitor," she said, nodding at the walkie-talkie like appliance on the dresser. "You've got the perfect voice for Little Red Riding Hood, you know."
JD groaned softly, lowering his head and holding Jack in a little closer, hiding his face in the child's hair. "That by your decree or Perry's?" he asked, trying to keep his voice light, all the while wondering if it were possible to spontaneously combust from sheer mortification.
"It was a joint decision," Jordan replied, smiling. "Come on, DJ, come back to bed."
JD stood up, gently setting Jack back in his crib. "Um...where?"
Jordan shook her head, coming closer and smoothing Jack's hair back gently. "You are such an idiot. Come on."
JD flushed, following her out of the child's room, and feeling himself smile when she turned and headed back toward the master bedroom. She walked in and moved toward the closet, pulling off her robe, and tugged on one of Perry's hockey jerseys instead before grabbing one and tossing it to him. "Here," she said. "It'll get cold later and these are fantastic PJs."
From the bed, Perry sighed. "That's not why I bought those, Jordan," he said, tossing JD a wink when JD looked uncertain about putting on the one he held.
Jordan crawled right back into bed, shaking her head at Perry. "You've got enough clothes for screaming at the TV, Per."
"You can never have enough clothes for screaming at the TV," Perry said, sounding a little sanctimonious; JD giggled in spite of himself, even as he tugged the jersey over his head. It was nice--good quality, not the cheap impressions JD'd worn in the past, and he couldn't help but sigh at the very noticeable remnants of Perry's scent in the fabric. It was huge on him, of course, but he didn't mind, hugging himself a little before turning his attention back to the problem at hand: where to sleep. Jordan was leaning over Perry, murmuring something to him, and he grinned as she bent to peck him quickly on the mouth. He shuffled a little, awkward, looking down and feeling, yet again, like an intruder into their lives.
How many times will I have to be invited before I feel welcome?
"Newbie?"
He looked up to see them both watching him again, Perry's eyebrow lifted. "You coming, or what?" The doctor said, jerking his head toward the space between he and Jordan.
"Wasn't sure where you wanted me," JD replied, flushing slightly. "This is all...it's all pretty new to me."
"Yeah, well, it isn't something we make a habit of either," Jordan told him, grin softening just a little. "But right now you're the newest, so we both wanna snuggle you, so c'mere already because it's three thirty in the morning and I want to go back to sleep."
Deciding it probably wasn't the best time to tease either Perry or Jordan about admitting to wanting snuggles--especially when he wanted them himself--JD did what he was told. He crawled carefully back up the bed, settling between Perry and Jordan, shyly sliding his arm across Perry's chest. "This all right?"
"Works for me," Perry murmured, clearly halfway back to sleep already; he tucked his arm around JD's shoulders and closed his eyes, and JD felt the broad chest rise then fall as Perry took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, contentedly.
Jordan pressed up behind him, her arm going around his waist, and as JD settled his head onto Perry's shoulder, she pressed in against his neck, leaving them in much the same position they'd been in just before they'd...well. Before things had gotten interesting, earlier.
But they wouldn't be this time, JD knew; they were all too exhausted for that. Still, as he felt himself drifting, he couldn't help but hope their little encounter from before hadn't just been a fluke. Because, as Jordan's soft, sleep-slow breath tickled the nape of his neck and Perry turned his head to rest his cheek against the crown of JD's, he knew he was falling, and falling fast. He wanted them--but more than that, he wanted this. Wanted to tease, wanted to steal Perry's shirts and have a turn on diaper detail and drive Jack to get check-ups and pick up dry cleaning. He wanted to be a part of their lives--wanted to be a family.
And, as sleep crept up at last to claim him, he finally let himself hope that maybe, just maybe, they could be.
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Epilogue
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JD stared at the TV through Rowdy's legs, too lethargic to get up and move him. He and Jack had been playing with the dog in the middle of the floor last night, and he'd been left propped on the coffee table, a towel tied around his neck from their game of "Underdog," one of Jack's favorites.
"I really wish you'd get rid of that thing," Jordan remarked as she walked by the couch, heading toward the kitchen. "It's creepy."
"Quiet, he'll hear you," JD complained, picking up the remote and changing the channel, stretching his arm out to pat Rowdy consolingly on the head.
"Yeah, and I'd hate to hurt the feelings of a disgusting old dog."
"Then don't tell her she looks fat in her new dress," Perry suggested, walking into the room wearing a pair of jeans and a black polo shirt, leaning on the cane JD had bought for him a few months ago. When JD and Jordan both looked up at him, he paused. "We are talking about Jordan's mother, right?"
"Ha, ha," Jordan said, flinging a dish towel at her husband.
Perry caught it deftly, and used it to swat JD over the head. "Get your coat, kiddo, we gotta go."
"Where are you going?" Jordan asked, leaning into the fridge to pull out a carton of juice.
JD swung his legs over the side of the couch and rose to his feet, picking Rowdy up and propping him against the wall. "Perry has an appointment with Dr. Rossiter," he reminded her, pointing to the calendar, where the date was circled and the doctor's name scrawled in JD's handwriting. "He's going to do another x-ray, and see if we can remove the last couple pins yet."
Jordan said, "Ah," then went back to pouring the orange juice into one of Jack's bottles. She tucked it into the diaper bag, and moved over to the two men. "All right," she said, leaning up to kiss Perry on the lips. "You two behave while I'm at Mom's, okay?"
"When do we not?" JD asked, leaning over the back of the couch so Jordan could kiss him too.
Jordan lifted her eyebrows at him, a disbelieving smirk on her face. "How about last time, when you decided it would be a good idea to rent porn and have sex in the living room without locking the door? Danni's still not recovered from that, you know."
Perry grinned at JD, then said, "Hey, she didn't seem in any rush to get out, did she, Newbie? Stood and watched for a good three or four minutes before she decided to announce herself."
"At least," JD agreed, batting his eyelashes at Jordan, who rolled her eyes at them both. Perry chuckled, then swatted JD's head lightly. "Come on. We're gonna be late."
"Have fun, you two," Jordan said, voice mockingly sweet. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
"That leaves us with plenty of options, doesn't it?" Perry said, giving JD a thumbs-up as he moved to the door, JD following close behind.
"JD, smack him for me, would you?"
JD grinned, and gave Perry a slap on the ass as the older doctor moved out the door. Perry growled. "Ooooh, you're paying for that one later, Newbie."
"Promises, promises," JD teased, grinning and sticking out his tongue.
Behind him, he heard Jordan heading toward Jack's room as the toddler began to fuss, waking from his nap. He paused in the doorway, turning to watch as she moved down the hall and opened the door, voice going softer and slightly higher as she greeted the child. Once she'd vanished into his room, he turned back around, this time letting his gaze fall on Perry. The older man was still limping, probably always would, but he was moving much, much better than he had been, the muscles in his forearm flexing as his fingers gripped the silver top of the black cane.
As it sometimes did, the domesticity of the situation overcame him, and JD bit his lip, eyes going a little misty as a lump of emotion swelled in his throat. God, he was so lucky. This...this was his family. This was right. Wrapping his arms around his middle, he smiled, sending a swift, silent prayer of thanks to whatever power had seen fit to give him this happiness.
"Newbie! Hop to it!" Perry called, frowning a little as he stuck his arm out to hold the elevator door open.
JD grinned, blinking away the almost-tears and tugging the apartment door shut behind him. "Coming, Perry," he said, and Perry's eyebrows shot up as JD's voice cracked ever so slightly on the other doctor's name. He studied the young man carefully as they stepped into the elevator, concern shining in his eyes.
"You okay, kid?" he asked once the door slid shut, his voice soft and gentle--a tone of voice JD heard more often now than he ever dared hope he would.
JD smiled, nodding. "Yeah," he whispered, turning and tucking his head into Perry's shoulder and feeling his smile turn to a grin as Perry's arm came up to wrap around his shoulders. "I'm okay. I'm perfect."
* * *
Characters: JD/Perry, JD/Jordan, Jordan/Perry, JD/Perry/Jordan
Series Rating: NC-17
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
yutamiyu who rocks all! Thanks again, you are totally awesome. The end, and thanks for coming along for the ride!Warnings: OT3. Het content.
JD wasn't sure what time it was, but it wasn't morning yet when he woke again.
At first, he wasn't sure where he was. But a moment later, the sound of light snoring met his ears, and he began to register the weight of the arm wrapped over his waist from behind, the gentle rise-and-fall of the chest beneath his ear.
And like that, it all came screaming back to him.
Oh. Oh, God. He'd slept with Jordan--and Dr. Cox. They'd invited him into their bed, and he'd accepted and they'd...oh, fuck, they'd done everything.
Everything everything. Jordan stuck her tongue in my ass. Oh my God...
He lay where he was, too shocked and worried even to shift his weight, although his full bladder made the reason for his waking obvious. How am I supposed to manage this? And did I really put out that much on the first date?
Of course, they hadn't exactly given him much choice; Jordan had lured him into their bedroom, claiming she needed help arranging Perry into a more comfortable sleeping position, and once there, she'd definitely been the one to make the moves. He'd reacted pretty quickly, of course, but he hadn't initiated anything...and they had all been pretty tense. Worry about Perry, about his surgery, and now about whether he'd ever walk again, had left all of them pretty wound up. He supposed it made sense they'd eventually ended up relieving that tension...
Just don't panic. They liked it, you know that. You liked it. It'll all be okay...And holy fuck I have to pee!
Unable to ignore it any longer, JD started to try to disengage himself from the two of them.
Jordan mumbled something and released him, rolling away and curling with her back to him. JD breathed a sigh of relief, moving to carefully uncurl Perry's arm from around his shoulders, and slide off the end of the bed.
He managed, and darted to the bathroom, relieving himself quickly. He washed his hands, then turned off the sink and stepped back into the hallway.
And found himself hesitating between returning to his room and returning to the master bedroom.
He bit his lip. What had they meant, anyway? For him to sleep with them all the time now? Or had his settling in for the night simply been an allowance granted due to the fact that he probably would've collapsed in a boneless heap if they'd tried to get him to leave?
It wasn't that he doubted they'd wanted him there--their reactions had proven otherwise--but even if they did want to...to date him, as it were...they'd only declared their intent to do so earlier that afternoon. It was just...it was early, wasn't it? To be assuming the shared intimacies of the bedroom went beyond sexual ones?
He groaned, leaning against the wall, running his fingers through his hair. And, thankfully, heard a noise from Jack's room that let him put off deciding for just a bit. He headed in--after a short stop to pull on a pair of scrub pants, because naked in front of the boy would be embarrassing--and found Jack standing in his crib, babbling to himself.
JD smiled. "Hey, kiddo. You're supposed to be asleep, you know."
Jack burbled at him, and JD laughed, picking him up and carrying him to the rocking chair.
A few stories later, and the boy was sleeping once more. JD set the last book aside and looked up, to find Jordan watching him from the doorway. He flushed, looking back down at the boy in his lap. "He was awake when I got up to use the bathroom..."
Jordan smirked. "I know. We heard you on the baby monitor," she said, nodding at the walkie-talkie like appliance on the dresser. "You've got the perfect voice for Little Red Riding Hood, you know."
JD groaned softly, lowering his head and holding Jack in a little closer, hiding his face in the child's hair. "That by your decree or Perry's?" he asked, trying to keep his voice light, all the while wondering if it were possible to spontaneously combust from sheer mortification.
"It was a joint decision," Jordan replied, smiling. "Come on, DJ, come back to bed."
JD stood up, gently setting Jack back in his crib. "Um...where?"
Jordan shook her head, coming closer and smoothing Jack's hair back gently. "You are such an idiot. Come on."
JD flushed, following her out of the child's room, and feeling himself smile when she turned and headed back toward the master bedroom. She walked in and moved toward the closet, pulling off her robe, and tugged on one of Perry's hockey jerseys instead before grabbing one and tossing it to him. "Here," she said. "It'll get cold later and these are fantastic PJs."
From the bed, Perry sighed. "That's not why I bought those, Jordan," he said, tossing JD a wink when JD looked uncertain about putting on the one he held.
Jordan crawled right back into bed, shaking her head at Perry. "You've got enough clothes for screaming at the TV, Per."
"You can never have enough clothes for screaming at the TV," Perry said, sounding a little sanctimonious; JD giggled in spite of himself, even as he tugged the jersey over his head. It was nice--good quality, not the cheap impressions JD'd worn in the past, and he couldn't help but sigh at the very noticeable remnants of Perry's scent in the fabric. It was huge on him, of course, but he didn't mind, hugging himself a little before turning his attention back to the problem at hand: where to sleep. Jordan was leaning over Perry, murmuring something to him, and he grinned as she bent to peck him quickly on the mouth. He shuffled a little, awkward, looking down and feeling, yet again, like an intruder into their lives.
How many times will I have to be invited before I feel welcome?
"Newbie?"
He looked up to see them both watching him again, Perry's eyebrow lifted. "You coming, or what?" The doctor said, jerking his head toward the space between he and Jordan.
"Wasn't sure where you wanted me," JD replied, flushing slightly. "This is all...it's all pretty new to me."
"Yeah, well, it isn't something we make a habit of either," Jordan told him, grin softening just a little. "But right now you're the newest, so we both wanna snuggle you, so c'mere already because it's three thirty in the morning and I want to go back to sleep."
Deciding it probably wasn't the best time to tease either Perry or Jordan about admitting to wanting snuggles--especially when he wanted them himself--JD did what he was told. He crawled carefully back up the bed, settling between Perry and Jordan, shyly sliding his arm across Perry's chest. "This all right?"
"Works for me," Perry murmured, clearly halfway back to sleep already; he tucked his arm around JD's shoulders and closed his eyes, and JD felt the broad chest rise then fall as Perry took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, contentedly.
Jordan pressed up behind him, her arm going around his waist, and as JD settled his head onto Perry's shoulder, she pressed in against his neck, leaving them in much the same position they'd been in just before they'd...well. Before things had gotten interesting, earlier.
But they wouldn't be this time, JD knew; they were all too exhausted for that. Still, as he felt himself drifting, he couldn't help but hope their little encounter from before hadn't just been a fluke. Because, as Jordan's soft, sleep-slow breath tickled the nape of his neck and Perry turned his head to rest his cheek against the crown of JD's, he knew he was falling, and falling fast. He wanted them--but more than that, he wanted this. Wanted to tease, wanted to steal Perry's shirts and have a turn on diaper detail and drive Jack to get check-ups and pick up dry cleaning. He wanted to be a part of their lives--wanted to be a family.
And, as sleep crept up at last to claim him, he finally let himself hope that maybe, just maybe, they could be.
* * *
Epilogue
* * *
JD stared at the TV through Rowdy's legs, too lethargic to get up and move him. He and Jack had been playing with the dog in the middle of the floor last night, and he'd been left propped on the coffee table, a towel tied around his neck from their game of "Underdog," one of Jack's favorites.
"I really wish you'd get rid of that thing," Jordan remarked as she walked by the couch, heading toward the kitchen. "It's creepy."
"Quiet, he'll hear you," JD complained, picking up the remote and changing the channel, stretching his arm out to pat Rowdy consolingly on the head.
"Yeah, and I'd hate to hurt the feelings of a disgusting old dog."
"Then don't tell her she looks fat in her new dress," Perry suggested, walking into the room wearing a pair of jeans and a black polo shirt, leaning on the cane JD had bought for him a few months ago. When JD and Jordan both looked up at him, he paused. "We are talking about Jordan's mother, right?"
"Ha, ha," Jordan said, flinging a dish towel at her husband.
Perry caught it deftly, and used it to swat JD over the head. "Get your coat, kiddo, we gotta go."
"Where are you going?" Jordan asked, leaning into the fridge to pull out a carton of juice.
JD swung his legs over the side of the couch and rose to his feet, picking Rowdy up and propping him against the wall. "Perry has an appointment with Dr. Rossiter," he reminded her, pointing to the calendar, where the date was circled and the doctor's name scrawled in JD's handwriting. "He's going to do another x-ray, and see if we can remove the last couple pins yet."
Jordan said, "Ah," then went back to pouring the orange juice into one of Jack's bottles. She tucked it into the diaper bag, and moved over to the two men. "All right," she said, leaning up to kiss Perry on the lips. "You two behave while I'm at Mom's, okay?"
"When do we not?" JD asked, leaning over the back of the couch so Jordan could kiss him too.
Jordan lifted her eyebrows at him, a disbelieving smirk on her face. "How about last time, when you decided it would be a good idea to rent porn and have sex in the living room without locking the door? Danni's still not recovered from that, you know."
Perry grinned at JD, then said, "Hey, she didn't seem in any rush to get out, did she, Newbie? Stood and watched for a good three or four minutes before she decided to announce herself."
"At least," JD agreed, batting his eyelashes at Jordan, who rolled her eyes at them both. Perry chuckled, then swatted JD's head lightly. "Come on. We're gonna be late."
"Have fun, you two," Jordan said, voice mockingly sweet. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
"That leaves us with plenty of options, doesn't it?" Perry said, giving JD a thumbs-up as he moved to the door, JD following close behind.
"JD, smack him for me, would you?"
JD grinned, and gave Perry a slap on the ass as the older doctor moved out the door. Perry growled. "Ooooh, you're paying for that one later, Newbie."
"Promises, promises," JD teased, grinning and sticking out his tongue.
Behind him, he heard Jordan heading toward Jack's room as the toddler began to fuss, waking from his nap. He paused in the doorway, turning to watch as she moved down the hall and opened the door, voice going softer and slightly higher as she greeted the child. Once she'd vanished into his room, he turned back around, this time letting his gaze fall on Perry. The older man was still limping, probably always would, but he was moving much, much better than he had been, the muscles in his forearm flexing as his fingers gripped the silver top of the black cane.
As it sometimes did, the domesticity of the situation overcame him, and JD bit his lip, eyes going a little misty as a lump of emotion swelled in his throat. God, he was so lucky. This...this was his family. This was right. Wrapping his arms around his middle, he smiled, sending a swift, silent prayer of thanks to whatever power had seen fit to give him this happiness.
"Newbie! Hop to it!" Perry called, frowning a little as he stuck his arm out to hold the elevator door open.
JD grinned, blinking away the almost-tears and tugging the apartment door shut behind him. "Coming, Perry," he said, and Perry's eyebrows shot up as JD's voice cracked ever so slightly on the other doctor's name. He studied the young man carefully as they stepped into the elevator, concern shining in his eyes.
"You okay, kid?" he asked once the door slid shut, his voice soft and gentle--a tone of voice JD heard more often now than he ever dared hope he would.
JD smiled, nodding. "Yeah," he whispered, turning and tucking his head into Perry's shoulder and feeling his smile turn to a grin as Perry's arm came up to wrap around his shoulders. "I'm okay. I'm perfect."
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Date: 13 Jul 2008 19:16 (UTC)no subject
Date: 13 Jul 2008 19:26 (UTC)Worth the wait
Date: 13 Jul 2008 19:28 (UTC)no subject
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Date: 13 Jul 2008 22:07 (UTC)From someone in the beginnings of a "triad"... thank you for giving me hope that'll it'll turn out right. This story... I swear, my own reality was all over it, the fear, the careful optimism without getting my hopes up... but now, you've got my hopes up. There could be a chance.
Beautifully written. Its like reality translated to text, only better. Now I'm gonna go back and read it all again. And again. And again.
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Date: 30 Jul 2008 18:50 (UTC)normally i don't like jd/cox but i LOOOVE jordan so i guess she made their relationship better. i loved it when jd stopped and watched jordan go soothe jack, so amazing.
yay!
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Date: 2 Sep 2008 20:42 (UTC)I love this.
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Date: 3 Nov 2009 11:55 (UTC)I'd like to read something about the troubles they may have to face later. Maybe some stupid jealousy or Turk/Carla/Elliott/Kelso/Janitors reactions and stuff :-)
Should happen one day,right? :-)
I'll rec you^^
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Date: 4 Dec 2009 20:55 (UTC)WERE ARE THE WINGS??
Date: 17 Apr 2010 15:36 (UTC)Re: WERE ARE THE WINGS??
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