Later that day, Jordan began the autopsy of the Peters infant. Her job was never easy, but these were the cases she hated the most.

"She has a bluish tint to her skin and other signs of asphyxiation. Look at her eyes. There are purple splotches in her eyes." Jordan told her co-worker, Nigel Townsend.

"Do you think it was intentional?" he asked.

"It's possible, young mother not able to handle the stress of a new baby…we've seen it before, but I don't think that's the case here. There are no marks or bruises on her like she'd been strangled and there was no pillow or other item in the room to indicate she was smothered. No traces of bedding on her nose or in her mouth either. Can you do me a favor Nige, could you call the mother for me a see if she's available for me to come over and ask her a couple of questions?"

"Sure, love, but why go there? Why not have her come here?"

"I don't want her to have to be here anymore than absolutely necessarily. Besides, part of the reason I want to go there is I want to see baby Ali's room again and look for something in her crib that may have lead to her death."

"I'm on it."

"Thanks, Nige." Jordan told him as he headed for the door, "Hey Nigel, hold on a second," she said stopping him.

"Did you find something?"

"Yeah, there's some kind of white fir or fuzz in her left nostril. Very small," Jordan used some tweezers to pull the fir from the infant's nose. "Can you run this for me and see if you can figure out what it is?" Nigel nodded as he put the sample in a small evidence bag and left the room.

"Hi, Jordan! What's up?" Lily Lebowski asked her friend later that day.

"Hi, Lily…listen, I know you are no longer a grief counselor, but I have a huge favor to ask you and I'll understand if you say no, but I'm really hoping you won't…."

"What is it? Sounds big."

"We have an eleven week old baby in the morgue. It appears she died of asphyxiation. I'm going over to her home to speak with her mother today and I could really use some moral support, so I was hoping you would go with me," Jordan asked.

"Oh how terrible! Do you want me to talk to her for you?"

"Well, I just need someone who can listen while I take a look at the baby's room. I don't think it's a case of foul play, but if I can determine why she suffocated, I can close the case and release the body to this poor woman."

"Sure. I'll go with you. Bug will be home in about a half an hour to watch Madeline so I'm all yours after that."

"Thanks, Lily. You're amazing! I'll come by to pick you up." Jordan said as she hung up the phone and headed towards the elevator. The doors opened right before she reached them. Jordan's face broke into a huge smile when she saw Detective Woody Hoyt step out of that elevator. She and Woody had become very serious ever since she mustered up the courage to tell him that she loved him a few weeks before.

"Ah, mi Amor!" Woody said as he gave her a quick kiss. "Where are you off too?"

"Working on a case. Will you come over to my place later? I'll tell you all about it," Jordan said as she rubbed the base of her achy neck.

"Tough one, huh?" Woody said with concern. "Yeah, I get off at five so I'll come over after that. I'll pick up some take out from Yeng Chow's on the way."

"Sounds great." Jordan smiled as she patted his cheek with her hand before stepping into the elevator. Woody watched it close before heading off to find Dr. Kate Switzer to get some paper work from her.