Chapter One: Nothing's Right I'm Torn

Author's Note: Hello everyone. For this fanfic, I'm trying a new TV show entirely. I fell in love with NBC's The Night Shift, and wanted to write a fic that was completely about them. So, that being said, this is not a Glee fic, it is strictly The Night Shift. I love TC and Jordan, and this is my take on what could potentially happen in the second season, though it probably won't (and that's okay by me). Please note that while this starts out as a Scott-Jordan pairing (please don't hate me, because I really don't like them together), the endgame result is TC and Jordan. This story takes place a few months after the events of the finale. I don't own The Night Shift. The title of this fic comes from the song Can't Fight The Moonlight by LeAnn Rimes. The title of the chapter comes from Torn by Natalie Imbruglia.

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This wasn't how Jordan wanted things to turn out. For one thing, she thought that when she got married, it would be because she was in complete and utter love with her groom. And while she liked Scott and thought he was a good guy, she knew the main reason the two of them were getting married was so he wouldn't have to testify against her at the upcoming malpractice lawsuit for the death of Milo.

Of course it goes without saying she wishes she was marrying TC. That's what she cared the most about at the moment. She looked down at the white dress she was wearing, already late for the courthouse wedding that she was having with Scott.

Scott. At one point, Jordan was in love with him. But that was before she'd started working closely with TC. And for a little bit, she thought things were really going to work out for her and TC. She thought they could finally be a couple and make it work this time. But then Jordan got slapped with the malpractice suit and Scott felt bad about it and proposed so he wouldn't have to testify against her.

A knock on the door brought Jordan out of her thoughts. She shook her head as she went over to answer it. She opened the door and sighed when she saw TC. "You can't be here." Jordan said, trying to shut the door.

"Jordan, please hear me out." TC said, forcing himself into her house. "You can't marry Scott."

"I have to." Jordan answered, almost robotically. "I have to marry Scott. Now, if you'll excuse, I'm late for my wedding." She tried to push past TC, but he kept standing in the doorway. "Why are you doing this to me?"

"Because I don't want to see you make this mistake. You don't love Scott because you're still in love with me." TC murmured.

"We can't do this right now." Jordan said. She grabbed her keys and her clutch from the countertop. "I need you to leave."

"I'm not leaving until the two of us talk." he said, continuing to block the door.

"T, you're being ridiculous. There's nothing for us to talk about. I'm marrying Scott, and I'm happy about it." At least, I can make myself happy about it she thought to herself.

TC gave her a look. "Yeah, right. I totally believe you."

Jordan gave him a pointed look. "Well, you should; it's true. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a wedding to get to." Jordan said, trying to brush past TC. He grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to him. "T, let me go." she whispered.

"Never." TC said, leaning down to kiss her.

Jordan felt herself come alive when their lips met. It never felt this good when she was with Scott. But it was just so wrong.

Jordan pushed on TC's chest. "Seriously, TC. We have to stop this."

"We?" he asked, a smiling growing on his face. "We have to stop this?"

She shot him a death glare. "This is so not the time. I'm running late already and the whole thing is holding me up even more."

"Why are you even marrying Scott? You know everyone in the hospital is on your side in this." He took her hands in his. "You don't have to be in a loveless marriage in order to win this case."

She yanked her hands away from his. "I have to go. I wish you would understand why I'm doing this." With a final shove, Jordan got him away from the door and walked out to her car. She just needed to get through the next half hour without any interruptions, and she'd be just fine.

-X-

"There you are!" Landry said when Jordan finally got to the courthouse. "People have been waiting for you. Even Michael's wondering if you got cold feet."

Jordan took a deep breath. "No. No cold feet. I'm ready to get married."

Landry gave her a knowing look. "Okay. Just remember, when you go to sign the marriage license, the last name is Clemmens, not Callahan."

Jordan gave Landry an innocent expression. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Landry opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off by the doors to the courthouse opening. "Jordan, good, you're finally here." Ragosa said, stepping outside. "Scott is waiting inside if you're ready."

Jordan nodded. "Yeah, okay. I'll be in shortly." Ragosa nodded and went back inside, most likely going to tell Scott that Jordan finally arrived.

Landry turned her attention back to Jordan. "You know, you don't have to do this. I'll vouch for you. After all, I don't think you should have been the one to work on the shooter, especially after what happened. I can say that you were in an altered mental state. The judge would have to take that into consideration."

Jordan gave her a small smile. "I'm fine. We should go inside. I have a wedding to take part in, and you can't have a wedding without a bride."

"Well, if this is what you truly want…"

"It is what I want." At least I think it is, Jordan thought to herself as she walked up the steps to the courthouse and stepped inside.

"There you are, Jordan." Scott said, seeing his fiancé walk into the courthouse. "I was getting worried."

"No need to worry. I'm here and ready to get married." Jordan said, looking around at her friends from work gathered to wish them well.

Scott walked over to where Jordan was standing and took her hand. "Let's do this." He raised the hand he was holding and kissed it as the two of them started walking towards the judge's chambers together.

-X-

TC pulled up to the courthouse and quickly got off his bike, rushing inside to try and stop Jordan from making the biggest mistake of her life.

Inside the courthouse, Jordan was half listening to what the judge was saying. She was more worried about what TC was going to do to sabotage the wedding. He was entirely too calm when Jordan left her house, which could only mean one thing. "No…" she said, causing the proceedings to stop entirely.

"Is everything okay, Ms. Alexander?" the judge asked.

Jordan opened her mouth and tried to say something but was cut off by the doors being thrown open, revealing TC standing there.

"What the hell is he doing here?" Scott asked, staring at the unwelcome visitor.

"I-I don't know." Jordan stuttered, looking between the two men.

"Get him out of here. He wasn't invited and this is a private ceremony." Scott said, his glare intensifying.

"Scott, please—"

"Jordan, listen to me. Please." TC said, looking at Jordan pleadingly. "You have to hear me out."

"No, she doesn't." Scott said, taking one of Jordan's hands. "Get him out of here." he repeated.

"Wait." Jordan said, taking her hand back. "Just let me talk to T. Just for a few minutes." She stepped away from Scott and started walking towards TC with a slight scowl on her face. She grabbed him by the arm and pulled him out of the judge's chambers.

"Jordan, if you wanted to touch my muscles, you could have just asked."

"What the hell do you think you're doing? You can't just come here and interrupt my wedding. What were you thinking? No, don't answer that, because clearly, you weren't thinking."

"I just wanted to talk to you."

"And you thought my wedding was a good place to talk?"

"I didn't get to say everything I wanted to at your house. Jordan, I'm in love with you. Completely in love with you. It's like…every time I see you, my heart stops beating and I can't breathe. There's never been anyone else that makes me feel like this."

Jordan took a deep breath and sighed. "There's never been anyone else for me either." she said, quietly enough for him to hear.

"Then why are you marrying Scott instead of me?"

Jordan looked up at TC as a lone tear slid down her face. "Protection."

"Jordan, you know I can protect you way more than Scott can. I know you know that."

"T, you don't understand. When the shooter died, Scott said someone messed up. He said it in front of the detective. If Scott isn't able to testify during the court case, there isn't much of a case. I won't lose my license, and…I can try to be happy."

"You shouldn't have to force yourself to be happy with anyone. You should be with someone who makes you happy. You should be with me."

"I know. That's what my heart says, but my head…"

"Don't listen to your head. Do what your heart wants to do, Jordan."

More tears started to slide down Jordan's face. "I have to marry Scott." She quickly turned around and ran back to the judge's chambers.

She wasn't quick enough to miss the crestfallen look on TC's face.

Jordan stopped running when she got back to the chamber doors. She took a deep breath and wiped at her eyes, trying to hide the fact that she'd been crying. She rolled her shoulders back and walked into the room. "Sorry about the interruption, Your Honor." Jordan said when she opened the doors. "We can continue with the ceremony."

TC started wandering the halls of the courthouse. He didn't have anything to do, and the night shift didn't start for another hour and a half.

He passed the judge's chambers where Jordan and Scott were and he stopped and stared at the doors. That should be me in there. Before he could wallow anymore, the doors burst open and Scott and Jordan came out. Scott had a genuine smile on his face, but Jordan had one that didn't quite reach her eyes. More people started filing out and TC was standing to the left of the crowd. Jordan felt like someone's eyes were on her, and she turned her head to see TC staring at her. She gave him a small smile, reminiscent of the one she gave him after Ragosa called her and Scott the new power couple of the hospital.

TC knew what he needed to do.

He needed to fight for his girl.

-X-

"Welcome home, wifey." Scott said, opening the door to Jordan's – now their – house.

Jordan smiled at him and put her keys down on the table near the door. "I'm going to change and then I figured we could order take out. Does Chinese work for you?"

"Absolutely. I hate cooking, and I don't want to scare you away with my horrible cooking on our wedding night."

"Well, lucky for me, I already know you're a bad cook. Good thing I wasn't scared off." She started walking back to her – their – room and opened the door, pausing when she saw a sheet of paper on the bed. Raising an eyebrow, she walked over to the bed and picked it up, seeing her name written on the outside of the paper. She unfolded it and started reading.

Dearest Jordan,

Since you're reading this, it means you went through with the wedding and married Scott. If I were the type of person to be pretend to be happy when I know someone is throwing their life away, I'd tell you congratulations. But I'm not that guy and I'm not going to do that. Instead, I'm going to ask that whenever you come back to the hospital, you meet me in the locker room where we had our kiss a few months ago, just so we can talk. Nothing will come of it, unless of course, you want something to come of it. Then I'll totally be on board for that.

Loving you forever,
T

Jordan read the note from TC over and over again. He couldn't be serious. There was absolutely no way that he was wanting to do anything innocent in that locker room. It just goes against everything in TC's nature. There was no way she'd go meet him there when she went back to work.

Except, there was a tiny part of her that wanted to know what TC was going to do. And the more she thought about it, the more she wanted to return to the hospital that night and just let TC have his way with her.

She heard the door start to open and quickly shoved the note under her pillow. She didn't need Scott to see that TC was here and that he'd left her a note. "Hey, I was going to go ahead and order the dinner. Do you want your usual?"

"Yeah. Lo mein sounds good." She smiled at him and waited for him to leave the room again. He gave her a small wink and left. Jordan sighed and pulled the note out from underneath her pillow and read it over again.

Looks like she was going to head into the hospital to work a few days earlier than she'd originally planned on.