A/N: Well, I've been playing with this idea for a week or two, so I'm pretty excited to finally be posting it. I hope you all enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own nada.
Dr. Cox stared incredulously at Carla, who had just explained to him why it was that Sacred Heart seemed to be in somewhat of an uproar.
"You heard me, Mr. Crazy Eyes. A hypnotist is stopping by this afternoon to lecture the psyche ward staff on the most recent discoveries in his field. Studies have shown –"
"Carla…I don't care what his 'Studies,' have shown, and neither should you. Come on now, you're smarter than this! Hypnotism is a load of crap."
"Now Dr. Cox, you know that's not entirely true. Hypnotism has helped a lot of people get over various addictions and fears."
"Listen, 'Girl friend,' don't you remember a couple years back when Gandhi's patient wanted to be hypnotized instead of taking the drugs for surgery? And do you also remember how that little incident turned out? Two minutes in and the crazy broad woke up screaming her head off."
Carla just rolled her eyes. "Okay, so maybe that wasn't the best of ideas, but this isn't the same guy! Besides, there's been a lot of improvements since then, and –"
Dr. Cox waved his hands dismissively as he turned away from her. The Latina nurse glared at the back of his head as he strode down the hallway, his ranting never coming to a stop. "I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care…"
It was then that JD approached the nurses' station, confusion clearly written on his face as he peered back to where he had just come from. "What doesn't Dr. Cox care about now?"
"The question should be is there anything that Dr. Cox does care about."
"So, Bambi, are you excited?"
"Excited for what?"
Carla explained to JD all that would be taking place in only a couple of hours. She was surprised at how little he seemed to care as well. "I don't know, Carla, I mean…it just seems like carnival tricks to me. I always wondered if the person was paid to do what was told of him before hand."
"Bambi, I'm surprised at you! Hypnotism isn't just swinging a watch and telling someone to act like a dog. Come on now, I thought you'd be more into this."
"Sorry, it's just not for me."
JD jumped at the sudden hand on his shoulder. He turned in surprise to come face to face with his mentor. "My God, Newbie, that has got to be the smartest thing I've heard you say in a while."
"Where did you come from!?"
"I'm the phantom," Dr. Cox said with a smirk.
"Excuse me, but aren't there other things that need to get done around here besides all this back and forth banter?"
Mentor and protégé turned around to find everybody's "favorite" Chief of Medicine staring up at them, a small, sarcastic smile playing on his face. Now, it was not customary for Dr. Kelso to remind Perry that he should be doing other things. For as much as the two fought, it was one of the few things they didn't fight about, mainly in that Dr. Cox was always busy with something. So if Bob did find it necessary to complain about his "lack of work," there was only one conclusion to come up with: Someone was here to impress; someone from the board.
"That hypnotist may be a good for nothing fraud, but he's related to a very important individual on the board," Dr. Kelso stated firmly. "I don't want him coming here just to find a bunch of incompetent doctors discussing the latest gossip. We don't need him going back to mommy or daddy or whoever the hell he's related to and giving them a bad report."
"Listen, Bobbo, I'd be re-heel-ly careful about who here you're referring to as an 'Incompetent doctor.'"
Both JD and Carla stood still and watched the two older doctors glare at one another. JD was sure that one of these days, balloons and confetti were going to drop from the ceiling, proclaiming it their one thousandth stare off.
"Get to work," Bob finally managed to snarl. He stormed away, Ted right behind him wearing both a weary and apologetic look.
Dr. Cox growled. "If there's anything I hate more than hypnotists that think their findings are worth a damn thing, it's Bob Kelso." He paused for a brief moment. "And Hugh Jackman."
JD had to admit, the man looked nothing like the kind of hypnotists he saw at carnivals and state fairs. He had a trustworthy face and a very approachable aura. He sported rectangular glasses that made him look intelligent, and his smile seemed to have the nurses' station in a flutter. He wore a black suite jacket with matching pants, a maroon colored shirt hidden underneath. JD new all of this was for appearance only, but still… He suspected that a hypnotist had to be someone people liked if they were willing to allow their minds at ease around them.
The young doctor jumped at the loud, abrasive scoff he heard behind him. He turned to Dr. Cox, who looked on at their new guest with obvious displeasure. "Can you believe this guy, Newbie?"
"He sure looks believable."
Dr. Cox stared at him, eyes going wide. "Listen here, Pumpkin. I know you're all butterflies and giggles at Prince Charming over there, but you need to protect that virginity of yours if you want to be respected."
JD glared, which boosted the curly haired doctor's ego even more. "Now come. We're going to avoid that man at all costs, which is why I've got us both some extra patients today. It'll keep us busy and wa-hay out of his range."
JD followed grudgingly as they made their way to the nurses' station. He was mad at Dr. Cox and in no way felt like picking up more patients, but he still liked the idea at keeping his distance from Sacred Heart's newest guest. Maybe he looked friendly, but that didn't mean he was. And even if he turned out to be one of the nicest guys he ever met, JD wasn't sure if he was up for being a test subject…
Unfortunately for both of them, said individual they were trying to avoid was leaning casually against the nurses' station when they got there, charming the ladies with what JD noticed was a very shiny smile. Playa' is good, he thought with an amused expression.
JD shook his head, Dr. Cox's booming voice bringing him back to reality.
"Grab your pile of charts so we can get the hell out of here."
"Bambi! We were just talking about you!"
JD looked up at Carla in surprise. "Huh? What about?"
Shiny smile man reached for JD's hand, shaking it firmly. "Hello. Dr. Dorian is it?"
He nodded, looking wary. Dr. Cox watched on, just as wary as his protégé.
"Hello. My name is Samuel. Samuel Edwards, but you can call me Sam."
"Uh, hi Sam."
Mr. Edwards broke off the handshake, his smile still warm. "I was just telling these beautiful ladies here that I'm going to need somebody to…work on during my lecture today."
JD instantly backed up a step. "You mean…experiment on."
"No, no, no. It's not an experiment, Dr. Dorian. Just an…illustration."
"And you want me to help you why?"
Carla intervened then; face a glow with the whole idea. "Mr. Edwards was explaining to us that he needed someone with a vivid imagination; someone with an open, accessible mind."
Carla rolled her eyes. "Bambi, that describes you perfectly!"
"No it doesn't!"
"Listen here, Newbie. You don't have to agree to this. Though on the other hand…if you agreed and Mr. Edwards here failed miserably, it would prove me right, prove them wrong, and get you back to helping me with these patients in a heartbeat. Besides, you don't actually think this fraud will be able to do anything to you, do you Priscilla? We were just going over this earlier."
JD sighed. Just because he thought hypnotism wasn't exactly reliable didn't mean he was okay with being this guy's lab experiment. But now a group of flirty nurses and his expectant mentor were staring at him, and, and…ah! Peer pressure! "Okay, okay! I'll do your little…whatever it is you wanted to do."
"Excellent! The presentation starts in a short five minutes, so if you will just follow me."
JD followed, glancing back nervously as his mentor's gaze followed their retreating forms. "Don't worry there, Tiffany, you'll be fine. He won't be able to do a damn thing to you."
JD nodded, feigning confidence, as he continued his walk towards where the lecture would be held.
Dr. Cox was exhausted. He thought that maybe the "Presentation," would take place before the lecture, that way JD could leave after Samuel's failed attempt and come help him out with their overload of patients. Now he could only assume it was the other way around. He wondered vaguely how Newbie was holding up.
Letting out a frustrated grunt, Dr. Cox made his way back towards the nurses' station. Carla awaited him with more charts, a sympathizing smile on her face. "Long afternoon?"
"Yeah, thanks to you."
"Me? Why me?"
"Because half of these whiney, pain in the ass people were supposed to be Carol's patients. That is, until you decided to volunteer him for Pretty Boy's fraud-fest."
"Nooo…you suggested him and he caved in."
"You said he should go too!"
"Because I want to see that guy fail! Not to mention I thought the whole thing would be a lot quicker than three hours. Besides, I even said the kid didn't have to go with him. What else do you want from me?"
It was at that precise moment that JD decided to run past the nurses' station, looking all the while like a school boy playing tag. Dr. Cox whistled sharply. "Newbie! Get back here!" But the young doctor didn't slow down. He turned the corner sharply, and Perry could have sworn he heard him burst into a fit of giggles. "What the hell?" Dr. Cox half shouted.
At Carla's questioning voice, Perry turned his attention towards the so called hypnotist, who had just rounded the corner, making himself known. Dr. Cox stared at him expectantly. "Did you scare the kid that much?"
Mr. Edwards turned a slight shade of pink as he rubbed the back of his neck, looking rather embarrassed; a very big contrast from the self composed man they met earlier that afternoon. "Well, um…that's the thing…"
Perry flicked his nose and crossed his arms, his eyebrow raised in suspicion. "What, 'thing,' are we talking about here?"
"Well, Dr. Dorian… Dr. Dorian kind of thinks he's five."
A/N: Cliffhanger! lol I hope this introduction perked your interest a bit. It'll get funnier as it progresses (or at least, I hope so) Anyway, thanks for reading this sucker. Until next time!