The Night Shift Fanfic 1:

"Paralyzing Panic" part 1

Author's Note:

Hey everyone, this is my first time with a fanfic for "The Night Shift" I have been binge watching it like crazy lately, so as I was I thought of this fanfiction idea.

This story will be a two-shot, based on the events of how Jordan lost her father at the age of fifteen, expressed in season one, episode four.

The song lyrics I have chosen to incorporate in this first part are: "Daddy's Little Girl" by Frankie J.

I hope you all like this first part.

Please take the time to read and review.

Happy Reading,

All my Love,

~Ryrissa1993~

Disclaimer:

I do not own the show, "The Night Shift" nor the brilliant characters' within the show. I am just borrowing them for some angst, slightly dramatic, heart wrenching entertainment.

"She drags her feet across the floor,

Trying to hold back time to keep him holding on"

I woke up to a scream, startled, feeling shaken. I quickly scanned the room, observing for the source of sound; finding it had erupted from deep within myself… Collecting my thoughts in the comfortable four walls of my bedroom and letting myself feel the pain again.

My heart rose up into my throat, hands weaving into my hair, pulling at the strands, grasping anything. The pain increasing in my chest once again as tears were now streaming down my cheeks as my eyes close… eyes closing as the words rang loudly. The words I wish never came from her lips.

"You might not understand, Jordan, I don't expect you to. I know you don't agree but I do, and your father wants it this way, Sweetie. He just wants to pray."

I bit back the sob for as long as I could, I clenched the sweater in my hands, buried my face within and cried, truly cried.

"Daddy, Daddy,

don't leave

I'll do anything to keep

you here with me

Can't you see

how much I need you?"

"I'm sorry, Darlin' but I have made up my mind"

was my father's response as I tried to reason with him yet again. I had received this response so much in the past few weeks, anger boiling, I lost it.

"No! I don't understand, Dad! You could be treated, easily! You could LIVE! Why don't you want to? Why are you giving up, giving up on me- the chance to see me graduate, get married! That IS what I understand, Dad!"

"Jordan- Jordan!"

I heard my father yelling after me but I was already slamming the front door.

It was almost midnight, I had been walking for what felt like an eternity but in reality it had only been about four miles. I found myself standing in the parking lot of a church.

It was honestly the last place I would ever have expected my feet to carry me; my parents however are completely religious, me, I just tag along in the church to appease them.

What I believe- I do, but I express it in a different way, but I am here, so I might as well walk in.

I collapse to my knees in front of a candle I had just lit, did the only thing I ccould, did not do often, but feel as though when I did, I needed to be here to do so.

I now bowed my head and prayed:

"… Father save him

I would do anything in return

I'll clean my room

Try hard in school

I'll be good

I promise you

Father, Father

I pray to you…"

Four weeks- it has been four weeks since I had that fight with my father. We apologized to one another seeing how our emotions at the time were guiding our words, well, mine.

We were speaking, but not about the situation at hand with us still sticking to our guns, agreeing to disagree I guess one could say.

I am beyond frustrated with how he is agreeing, choosing not to fight something that is simply curable. It breaks my heart…. He's fading…

"They tried just about everything

It's getting harder for him to breathe."

I had just left school, walking into the house- seeing him barely holding on, my concern written all over my face, but the words kept silent. I want to spend every second in happiness instead of arguments.

"Hey, Jordie, how was school, kiddo?"

"It was good, Daddy! I managed to get an A on my science this semester."

"That's great, I'm very proud of you! You will get into so many great colleges! You're very smart, Kiddo. Always have been, always will be."

I went to reply and heard a sudden wheeze escape his lips- the wheezing was getting worse lately, his lungs, giving out.

I gently placed a hand on his cheek as I kneeled down beside him,

"It's okay, Jordie, I love you, baby girl"

"Daddy, Daddy, don't leave

I'll do anything to keep

You right here with me."

" I…. I love… you… Jordie, my baby."

I felt the tears well up in my eyes, the panic rise in my chest, the earge to run had never been so strong.

I darted out the front door, running as far as my legs would allow.

I ended up in a park, sitting on a bench, dry heaving as all my emotions came crashing down.

My body shaking, lungs and now legs burning.

I pulled my knees into my chest, my head buried between them as I tried to breathe.

"Need a little more time

To tell him that I love him more

Than anything in the world,

Is Daddy's Little Girl"

Author's Note:

I hope you all liked the first part to this two shot fanfiction. The second part will be a little more based on the episode, this was kind of a back story.

Please take the time to leave a review, I would love to hear your thoughts

Thank you again for taking the time to read!

Love Always,

~Ryrissa1993~