Callxander

Part 1

Before you start reading I would like to make it very clear that I did NOT write this. And I give full credit to the unknown author. Thank you and Enjoy!

"Hey, T," Topher calls, sticking his head out of Janet's hospital room as TC walks by, heading towards the doors, more than ready for this shift to be over. He's set on going home and drowning his sorrows in some whiskey while he contemplates why the hell he thought it was a good idea to grab and kiss Jordan in the locker room the same day her boyfriend decided to move to San Antonio.

"Yeah, Toph?" He stops outside the door. "Are the twins good? Janet?"

"Yeah, yeah, everyone's fine. Perfect," he adds with the grin of a new father. "Can you grab Jordan and come back? I gotta talk to the two of you about something."

"Sure," TC says slowly, feigning nonchalance. "But you're sure I just can't handle it?" he asks.

"No, I need both of you. Just find her before she goes home for the day," he instructs, retreating back into the room.

"Okay," TC mutters to himself. I'm going to kill Kenny, he thinks to himself, figuring the nurse couldn't keep his mouth shut and told Topher about what he walked in on earlier. And now Toph wants to talk to the two of them. Great. He continues down the hallway, his eyes searching for the one person he was planning on avoiding for as long as humanly possible. He spots her brown hair as he turns the corner. And she's talking to Scott, even better.

"Hey, Jor," he says, coming up behind her and placing a hand on her lower back for the sole purpose of pissing off Scott. It works. She jumps slightly.

"Now's not really a good time, T," she snaps with a pointed glance at Scott, who does not look at all happy with TC's proximity to his girlfriend.

"Yeah, TC," he says with a glare. "Not a good time." He steps closer towards Jordan in a blatantly obvious display of possession.

"Toph's looking for you," TC says, completely ignoring Scott.

Jordan sighs. "I'm sorry," she starts, turning back to Scott. She knows this is not going to go over well.

"Are you kidding me?" Scott snaps, proving her right. His hands clench into fists by his sides and he opens his mouth, ready to let TC know exactly what he thinks, but she interrupts him.

"Look, just meet me back at my place, okay?" she asks. "I won't be long," she adds at the look on his face. "It's Topher. It could be something about the twins. I'll see you soon." While TC might try to keep her here for something stupid, she knows that Topher wouldn't ask if it wasn't important. Scott will just have to deal with that. Unfortunately she's going to have some major explaining to do once she gets home.

He opens his mouth to retort, but TC is already leading her back down the hall to Janet's room, his hand still resting lightly on her lower back. TC smirks, enjoying Scott's anger and his own success. Once they turn the corner, she pulls away from him.

"What does Topher want?" she asks, hoping that it's not a lecture for the two of them. Gossip travels like wildfire in this godforsaken hospital, and she's pretty sure Kenny isn't the type to keep his mouth shut.

"Don't know," he says with a shrug as they reach the door. "Guess we're about to find out." He pushes the door open and heads inside.

"Jeez, T. You could knock," she says, following him into the room as he plows inside without warning.

Topher lets out a chuckle as they come into the room. "Come on, J. You of all people should know that TC has no manners." Both Jordan and Janet laugh at the look of offense on TC's face. Jordan heads straight for the bassinets in the corner of the room.