A/N : My second fic...

I don't own the CJ characters, only Ann, the victims, suspects and a few minor characters are mine

The story takes place during season 5, it's a continuation to my first fic, Seek The Truth; so... 2 months after, Jordan & Woody and Bug & Ann are still couples, Lily hasn't talk to Brandau since she met his parents and... I think that's it. Story features the whole gang.

Reviews are always walcome ;-)

A Question Of Love

Chapter 1: It had been 2 months

It had almost been 2 months. Theses weeks with her were fabulous, he didn't remember been loved so much before. But 2 months had gone. And now it was time for her to go away. He was feeling lonely, like if his heart was going away with her. He was looking though the window, so lost in his reflections that he didn't hear the woman enter.

"Bug, could you…" She made him jump. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Lily laughed. "What's up?"

He sighed, looking at his feet like if they were going to answer for him. Since they didn't speak, he finally said what was on his mind as fast as he could speak. "Ann's leaving tonight."

Lily's smile vanished and she felt a bit of bitterness, as she did every time she heard her name. She had tried to avoid the truth, but she couldn't help feeling jealous when she heard him talking about her. And he did often.

"How long?" She asked him.

"8 months. And I'm stuck here, I can't even tell her goodbye."

8 months. Lily made a mental note of that. It was the time she could have him for her, and maybe longer.

"Do you want to grab dinner tonight?" She asked, hopeful.

"I'm not in the mood, but thanks." Bug was still looking so… empty.

"You shouldn't stay alone."

"I…" Another sigh. "Lily, do you think it's possible to wait for someone during 8 months?"

Now what should she say? That those 8 months weren't so long after all or that she was here for him? She finally chose none of her thoughts. "Only you can know that."

"I do… I meant… her."

Ouch. Another hard question. She was saved from answering by Nigel.

"Hey Bug, Woody needs you."

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It has almost been 2 months. These weeks with her were fabulous, he didn't think she could love him so much. But 2 months had gone. And now he was feeling he had to test the relationship. Part of him wanted to spend his life with her, but on the other hand he wanted to be sure she was the one and only. It was what he had always thought. But everything was so perfect that it felt unreal. He was looking though the window, so lost in his reflections that he didn't hear the woman enter.

"Woody, could you…" She made him jump. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Jordan laughed. "What's up?"

"Nothing." Woody said a bit too fast.

Jordan's smile vanished. "Nothing." She repeated. "As in 'I don't want to let you know'?" She began to worry.

"No, it's… nothing." He faked a smile and she noticed it. It was not a good sign. And he became nervous.

"So, do you want to grab dinner tonight?" She asked, hopeful and trying to dissipate the uncomfortable silence that was now standing between them.

"Umh… no, not tonight." As she gave him a sorry look, he added. "It's… the case I'm working on. It's driving me nuts."

"Is that the 'nothing' you were talking about?"

"Yeah." Again, too fast. "It… seems to be a crime of passion… The ex-lover didn't stand to see him with someone else." She felt like he was waiting for her to answer. But what would she have said?

"It's not the first time you work on such a crime…"

"But I can't prove it." He waited a bit. "Jordan…" His voice was hesitating. "How much would you fight for a love?"

Ouch. That was a hard question. And it seems he wasn't talking about the crime anymore, but about them… about her… And she didn't know what to say. She was saved from answering by Bug.

"So Woody, you needed me?"

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The week before

He was recalling the conversation he had with her a few days ago. She told him she wasn't feeling safe, she felt like she was watched, even if she knew it was impossible. Who would want to do that? Anyway, she felt like it was real… and she was beginning to think some of her personal effects were disappearing. She thought she was getting crazy. He had tried to reassure her, but he couldn't help thinking it was a plan so he would let her leave the place.

The phone was ringing. It took him a moment to realize it. "Macy." He said with a grumpy voice. He wrote the addresses the voice told him. "Okay, I'll be there." He hung the phone off and went looking for Nigel. He finally spotted him joking with the new intern. "Nigel, I need you with me. Now."

Nigel followed him in the corridor. "What's going on?"

"Murder. Take your coat."

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The two men had arrived at the crime scene. Nigel spotted a familiar head.

"Detective Seely. Haven't seen you for a while."

"Hi Doc." They shook their hands. "I was on a difficult case and I had to travel a lot. Thank God I solved it. And I think I'm up for a promotion soon. How's Lily?"

Nigel was about to answer but Garret stopped him. "Detective?"

"Sorry. Body's over here."

Matt Seely showed the way to the two MEs. The victim was a young woman, about 20 years old and with blond hair. The doctors knelt down to the body and started to examine it. They told Matt there were bruises all over her body and it seemed the girl had been raped, time of death was around 11pm and they would have to bring the body back to the morgue to determine the cause of death.

"Any ID?" Nigel asked the detective.

He checked his notebook. "One Abby O'Neil." Garret raised an eyebrow when he heard the name but Seely didn't notice. "She was found by a jogger. A villainous crime can be ruled out; there's a lot of money in her wallet and she seems to have all her jewels."

Then Garret saw it. Her bracelet was just like Abby's. His Abby. And he thought about their conversation. What if her effects were really disappearing? What if somebody was really watching her?

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"Tallulah." Jordan met the detective at the crime scene, an expensive hotel room. She hated the cases with her. There was always some kind of discomfort between the two women, certainly because of their common love interest, Woody Hoyt. And the fact Jordan knew that Lu and Woody were becoming friends again didn't turn her feelings for the blonde detective any better. She trusted Woody, but she still felt uncomfortable with Lu Simmons.

"Doctor." Lu's welcome was as cold as Jordan's. Despite having not much in common, they sure shared the same feelings for each other. And it didn't really help them work together. "Here's Paul Hacq." She pointed to the body.

Jordan began to inspect it. The victim was lying on the bed and there was blood all over the place "Male, around 35, multiple stab wounds to the chest. I'd say he's been dead for at least six hours." She saw Lu taking notes. "Any leads yet?"

Lu looked at her as if she didn't understand the question. She finally answered. "That's not your job."

Jordan rolled her eyes and laid her attention back to the body. "He fought back. There's blood under his nails, maybe he scratched his killer. Who found him?"

"That's…"

"Not my job, you've already told me. But I might find his or her fingerprints here, or on the door. I just want to know so I won't jump to conclusions when I'll find something; it won't distract me and therefore I won't miss anything."

Lu sighed. "Erwan Taylor, room service."

"Any relatives?" And as Lu was looking frustrated at her, she added. "I want to know who I should call for the ID."

"Hotel employees told me he was divorced from a…" She checked her notes. "Lisa. They have a daughter Juliet, who is 19." Jordan nodded but didn't move. "I need the autopsy report."

"You'll get it as soon as it's done."

"It would be faster if you weren't waiting here."

"I would want to do it faster if you weren't so grumpy." Both women sighed. Yep, Jordan really hated the cases with Lu Simmons.