Scrubs:

Christmas lights all aglow, children waiting for the snow, the staff at Sacred Heart running here and there, seeming not to have a care. Yes, it's Christmas! Time for fun, Santa and getting loads of gifts… but it’s hard to get into the festive spirit when you spend every waking moment in a hospital, and Christmas Eve is one of the worst nights of the year to work…

Elliot’s doing time in a free clinic, JD’s trying his hands as a new ‘babies birth cameraman’ and Turk, seemingly the only person at Sacred Heart full of Christmas spirit, is on call. But after dealing with 12 beaten children, 11 drive-by shootings, 10 frozen homeless, nine amputations, eight burn victims, seven strangled shoppers, six random knifings, five suicides, four beaten wives, three ODs, two shattered skulls and a drunk who drove into a tree, he finds his Faith in God shaken.

Having been insulted by Kelso’s prophecy she will end up in a female specialty, Elliot leaves her pregnant patient to get somebody else to talk to her, as babies aren’t her thing. However by the time Elliot finds out Meredith needs to deliver immediately; she’s already left the hospital.

Whilst Elliot looks for Meredith, and JD and Cox try to fool the new parents that they’ve shaved their baby, feeling abandoned by God Turk notices a shining light in the distance. Following it he finds it’s the star on the big Christmas tree at the park, and beneath it he discovers Meredith in labour. With Turk’s Faith rekindled, JD realises miracles do happen, you just have to be willing to look for them, even if are hallucinating everybody in a Nativity scene. Merry Christmas everybody, God Bless us one and all!