Title: My Beginning
Pairing: Jordan/Elliot
Prompt: Beginning
Warnings: None
Word Count: 290
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Author's Note: I shamelessly stole the characters from Scrubs and the idea from Elise Davidson. Not mine. Also it's not a relationship yet, but I promise it will be by the end of this mini-set of prompts.
My Beginning: 10:20 p.m.
The only reason she was there in the first place was because she had nowhere else to go. She had Perry had split up yet again and she just couldn't bring herself to go to her mom's and explain yet again why things hadn't worked out. The hospital wasn't an option either – Kelso had been breathing down her neck about the budget, even though it was his problem that he decided hospital money was better spent on a new car than on the MRI machine they were trying to afford. DJ wasn't even worth mentioning, which raised the interesting question of why Elliot wasn't. But that wasn't important.
Trying to think a justification not to do so, Jordan took a deep breath and rang the bell. She heard a muffled scream and a loud thump as Elliot knocked something over. Jordan rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms, wishing like hell there was any place other than here that she could go to. Having a reputation for being a heartless bitch was fun and all, but it did have its drawbacks.
The door opened a crack and one of Elliot's bright blue eyes appeared. "J-jordan?" she squeaked. "What are you doing here?"
"Don't ask, don't tell," she snapped. "Just let me in." Jordan flashed her a look of pure evil and had to bite back a smile when Elliot jumped.
Elliot closed the door, undid the lock and opened it fully. Her eyes widened at the two suitcases on the floor next to Jordan. "What–"
"No talking." Jordan picked up the suitcases and shoved them into Elliot's hands. "Here." She stalked through the apartment until she found the bathroom and slammed the door shut.
Elliot stared after her. "Frick!"