Disclaimer: I do not own Crossing Jordan or anything associated with it….

Thoughts are italicized!

Chapter 1

Woody picked up his phone and punched in Jordan's number. I don't care what anyone says there is no way she did this. Why would Jordan kill anyone? This is all my fault. God! I am so stupid. He couldn't ponder the thought any longer because he heard "Cavanaugh" on the other end.

"Jordan, Where are you?"

"I can't tell you."

"Can't or won't?" Why won't she tell me?

"A little of both."

"More can't than won't though, right?"

"Woody. I can't get into this right now. I'm not going to tell you where I am." She paused for a minute and then continued "I'm always dragging you into my mess. I'm doing you a favor this time and keeping you out."

"Jordan, why won't you let me help you? You're a fugitive now. Fu-gi-tive." He exaggerated "Every city in every state has your picture. Don't you get that?"

"I'll figure something out, but if I drag you into this….you'll be aiding a fugitive and I won't have that on my mind while I'm trying to find JD's killer." She stopped for a second and he heard a gun being cocked "I don't want anyone else to die. Can't you understand that?"

"I won't die, Jordan. Tell me where you are. Please?"

"No! I won't tell you. I have to go now. Tell everyone at the morgue that I love them …..And Woods?

"Yea, Jordan?"

"I'll miss you, but don't think about tracking my phone because it won't work."

"Jor-" he tried to say, but was cut off by a click on the other end signaling the call was over.

He slammed the lid on his phone shut with a quick curse and went to the morgue.

Same Time

Jordan felt her phone vibrate while she was buying an unregistered gun from the man behind the counter. She pulled it off of her belt and looked at the ID to see who was calling her. The screen said……Woody.

Why is he calling me? She wondered They must have found Lance's body with my prints all over him.

"Cavanaugh." She answered

"Jordan, where are you?"

Don't tell him where you are "I can't tell you."

"Can't or won't?"

"A little of both."

"More can't than won't though, right?"

Yes! "Woody I can't get into this right now. I'm not going to tell you where I am." I won't put you in harm's way ever again. I don't want you to die like JD did. "I'm always dragging you into my mess. I'm doing you a favor this time and keeping you out."

"Jordan why won't you let me help you? You're a fugitive now. Fu-gi-tive." He paused and then said "Every city in every state has your picture. Don't you get that?"

What else is new? I just want to figure out who murdered JD so I can go home. I want to see my friends again in the near future she thought and then said "I'll figure something out, but if I drag you into this….you'll be aiding a fugitive and I won't have that on my mind while I'm trying to find JD's killer." She took the gun from the man and cocked it "I don't want anyone else to die. Can't you understand that?"

"I won't die, Jordan. Tell me where you are. Please?"

I have to get off the phone before I say something I'll regret "No! I have to go now. Tell everyone at the morgue I love them…..and Woods?"

"Yea, Jordan?"

"I'll miss you, but don't think about tracking my phone because it won't work."

Before he could say anything else she shut the phone, walked outside, and threw her phone in the trash.

No matter how long it takes I will find JD's killer. The son of a bitch better hope the cops find him first Jordan walked down the sidewalk with determination on her face.