No I do not own these characters at all although if I did then Crossing Jordan would still be on TV!
Just a little note, there's a story behind this story. This whole story (up to chapter 3) was a dream that I had about my ex. In a quick summary, he had to move over 25 hours away for work and therefore we officially broke up. Yes he is two years younger than me and it's been over 6 months since he moved. His parents live in the same town as my parents do so to see each other we have been timing our visits home (although on that note we have only seen each other once since he moved). However I have never been to visit him in his new town as I'm worried that this is what's going to happen. He's a very popular type of guy (as in about 3 weeks ago for 2 weeks in a row he got asked out every day by a different girl each time too. What can I say he's popular. Lol) and well… I have heaps of male friends but have only had 1 other bf apart from him so yeah I'm definitely not popular. Anyways I thought that I'd share this so that you can kind of understand where the start of this story came from and the emotion with it.
I hope you enjoy it
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It was two months after the plane crash and things with Woody and I had been going so well. We were officially in a relationship now but I'd recently got word that Woody was needed for an assignment in a city over 20 hours away. That was fine except for the fact that he was needed for 6 months, maybe longer.
Our relationship was strong but it was still so new so we'd decided to end it officially (for now) but continue it unofficially. I was fine with this because officially I wanted us to do this "relationship" thing properly.
It was about 2 months after Woody left before I was finally able to convince the chief detective to let me spend a weekend with Woody. Woody and I had been texting as much as possible and also often calling each other but nothing was as good as actually being able to see each other.
I had decided not to tell Woody that I was coming instead surprise him by showing up at the same place he was due to be at.
I had, of once, been a little conscious about what I looked like as 2 months was a long time and I wanted to make a good impression when I saw Woods again.
I arrived at the rather relaxed outdoor party that Woody's new (and temporary) work friends had organised. It didn't take me long to spot Woody. His back was towards me as he stood obviously deep in thought. With a soft giggle I walked up to him quietly, spun him around gently by the arm and without giving it a second thought, I kissed him.
It was then that I heard the comment; the comment that was "he would never have feelings for me like I do for him. Woody is just too good for me." At that moment the voice seemed to catch and I felt Woody pull away from my kiss. I looked up at him to find his eyes on the brown-haired beauty who had made the comment.
Still very confused my eyes turned to the brown-haired woman to see her eyes filling with tears as she took in Woody and I. Woody took a step back from me and a step towards "her", his mouth open ready to speak. He never got the chance before the brown-haired woman ran off.
Woody's face filled with sadness and then that rare look of anger came across his handsome features. He turned to me, his eyes seemingly piercing through my heart as he muttered, through clenched teeth, words that I had never wanted to hear from his mouth. "Just friends Jordan. You and I are just friends now." And with that he headed off in the direction that "she" had gone seconds before.
I stood there watching him go, my legs shaking as things begin to sink in. As I realised the meaning behind what had just happened, my knees gave way and I slid to the ground, my knees coming to my chest and my eyes never leaving the spot I'd last seen Woody.
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