...Slightly longer than a drabble. Forgive me. I do everything with gusto. It's a ficlet. My first Scrubs fic. Be gentle.
Title: Function
Fandom: Scrubs
Pairing: Jordan/Elliot
Rating: PG
Archiving: P&P and The Nurses' Station, all systems go.
Summary: Elliot wonders about Jordan.
Authors Note: A response to my own challenge.
Disclaimer: I don't own the hospital..I only write about the characters in it.
Elliot knows there’s a function to everything in the hospital. Coffeebucks serves Kelso’s desire to siphon every cent from the resident’s paychecks, without installing a pay toilet and offering free bran muffins. The too-tight scrubs Nurse Slut wears answer Todd’s prayer to see “M’s and D’s.”
While she knows the function of everything, she’s not sure about everyone. Janitor clearly hangs around to torture J.D. on a daily basis. Elliot wonders if he and Cox draw straws on who gets first dibs at the beginning of a week. But it’s Jordan who confuses her the most.
Then she sees Jordan in the hall, and ten seconds later, they’re in an on-call bed, with Elliot wondering if she’ll have sex hair aloud, until she finds Jordan’s hand clamped over her mouth. And Elliot gets it.