Jordan looked up at the clock. It was hitting ten o'clock, she looked back toward where everyone had sat down to let everyone know they could go in. Her eyes met with the sight of Woody leaning over and talking to Lily while Maddie held tight to his finger. She smiled and noticed herself flush a bit at the thoughts and feelings flowing through her mind and body.
"Hey guys," she said. "It is ten, let's go in." With that she led everyone into Garrett's hospital room. Luckily Garrett was having a speedy recovery, or else all of the visitors might have been too much. The whole gang was there, they asked how he was feeling, fine, if he needed anything, to get out of there, if they could do anything for him, get him out or at least get the hell on with their lives so everyone wasn't stuck in the damn hospital. Garret seemed to be a somewhat angry patient.
After about 20 minutes Maggie and Abby showed up and everyone else gracefully left. As they were leaving Nigel and Jordan began talking about heading over to the morgue. Kate quickly informed them that they were all on a mandated week off, including her. Nigel and Jordan argued a little bit, they both lived so much of their life focused on work. Bug might have previously argued but now he was happy to take the time and go home with Lily and Maddie. Finally, Nigel and Jordan agreed to their forced vacation. Woody wondered to himself how long Jordan would really be able to stay away from the morgue.
As everyone headed out of the hospital Woody noticed a familiar face heading in. He pointed it out to Jordan as they walked towards his car, it was Renee Walcott. "It doesn't really surprise me that she is here," Jordan said. "She and Garrett really love each other."
Woody smiled and nodded in agreement. He had seen Macy and Walcott together enough to recognize the attachment, even after they broke up the connection was still there.
"I think their problem has always been more of a timing issue than anything else," Jordan added.
"Sounds familiar," Woody said grabbing a hold of Jordan's hand. She just turned and smiled at him giving him the opportunity to plant a quick kiss on her lips. Letting go of her hand he moved his arm around her shoulders and led her into the parking lot.
Knowing he couldn't continue to take Jordan everywhere she needed to go, Woody drove her to the morgue to pick up her car. He pulled into the parking space next to hers and turned off the engine. They sat in silence for a minute before Woody said, "You are wanting to just go in and work aren't you?"
Jordan turned and looked at him, "Yeah partly," she said. "But the other part of me wants to enjoy the time off. It is too short of notice for that Safari but the same principles still apply. I want to enjoy my life."
"Okay, so why do you look so worried?"
"I am not really sure how to do that?" They fell back into silence sitting side by side in his car. She made no motion for getting out and into her own car. After about a minute of total silence Jordan spoke again, "Woody? What are you doing today?"
Woody had followed Jordan back to her apartment, he had changed into some workout clothes he had in the back seat of the car while she also changed, so they could go for a run.
As they ran along the river Jordan wondered to herself. It was amazing how it could feel like nothing had changed between them when everything had. It seemed so perfect she just hoped that she could avoid ruining it, for once.
Woody, noticing Jordan deep in thought, let his pace fall so he was just a step behind her. It seemed she didn't even notice as she was working out whatever occupied her thoughts. He continued to slow just slightly until he was about three steps behind her. It was at this moment she noticed his actions and slowed to match his new pace. "Are we stopping?" she asked curiously.
"Nope," he replied returning to his original pace.
"What were you doing then?"
"Getting your attention back," he said with a smile. "Where did you go?"
"Just thinking," she said vaguely. When he only looked at her she added, more honestly, "I was hoping I don't screw this up."
"Don't worry you won't."
"How do you know?"
"I just do." By the look Jordan gave him it was clear this wasn't enough of an answer. "I know because I am willing to chase you again, no matter how much you run. And I would bet you are willing to chase me too." To illustrate his point, Woody picked up his pace, baiting Jordan to run after him, which of course she did.
As they finished their run and stood outside her apartment Jordan asked, "Do you want to come up?"
"No I can't I have to go home and get ready for a hot date." Woody grinned when she looked slightly hurt. "I'll be here to pick you up at 7:00. Wear something nice." He gave her a quick kiss and walked off to his car to go home and shower. With a smile, she ran upstairs to get ready herself.
