"Jordan, you've been holding out on us! Why didn't you ever tell us you can draw?"
The darker-haired woman jumped when Audrey's voice penetrated her thoughts; Jordan had become so lost in thought while she was drawing that it felt like she had gone to another place entirely… but then again, she always left planet earth when she remembered back to how beautiful and lovely her life in New York had been.
"I have my hidden talents, and you have yours, Parker."
Finished with the picture, Jordan sat the picture down and began massaging feeling back into her own hands—she was very heavy-handed when she drew.
"Does this girl seem familiar to you two?"
Vince and Dave investigated the picture, but they both drew blanks again.
"How old would you say she is?" Dave asked.
"Not older than five." Jordan said initially.
"Probably just a little older than AJ." added Audrey. "Four years old would be my best guess."
"What is a child that young doing, wandering out on their own? The nearest house in that area is a quarter-of-a-mile down the road!"
"This is Haven." Vince reminded his brother. "Anything is possible."
"She also looked well cared for." Jordan recalled. "Someone pass me a clean writing pad."
Audrey did and they all watched Jordan make a list of descriptors about the little girl, since the picture had been drawn in black and white. When Jordan handed Audrey the list, the blond added a few things before passing it along to Dave.
"You guys can keep that, and the picture, too. See if you can do something with that, or see if it jogs your memory."
Jordan leaned back in her chair and caressed her bump when she felt Zion wiggle restlessly. "Did you guys find anything out about marriage or birth records?"
"Plenty, but," Dave started as he stood up. "It's lunchtime, and I'm going to go get sandwiches for everyone from the shop on the corner because it looks like we could be awhile, sorting through all of these records and files here."
Vince rose, too. "Wait for me! Last time you got the sandwiches, you got the wrong ones!"
The brothers bickered all of the way out of the door together.
An abrupt silence fell as the women suddenly realized that they had to mind the Herald for awhile.
"AJ listed earlier, all of the people she can feel," Jordan said after a few minutes. "But she didn't mention Thing One or Thing Two."
"Are you wondering if that could mean something?"
"I am."
"Well, we'll file away it away for safekeeping, how's that?"
Jordan nodded in agreement. "I can live with that. You know—the wheels in my head have been turning since we left the Gull."
Audrey raised her eyebrows. "Can you be any more specific than that?"
"Vince and Dave are chugging along just fine because it's the little things in life that make them happy, but everyone else we've run into is genuinely happy: you and I have our families; Lizzie and Hanneli are back from the dead, and when they were alive, they were deeply loved and longed for; Duke will stand to profit hugely from the Butler twins' birthday bash; and last but not least, he and Claire are newly engaged!"
Jordan was the one to raise her eyebrows now. "All of that sounds like someone is running around, granting wishes."
"You mean like a… genie?"
Jordan shrugged. "I'm sure you've long since gathered that weird things happen here by now."
"Okay, I'll give you that."
"Then tell me you found something interesting about 'Haven 2.0' since we got here."
"Here." Audrey handed her a newspaper clipping from nine years prior. "I found Tommy."
It was with a heavy heart that Jordan read the article accompanying the headline of, 'Local police officer dies after sustaining mugging injuries; first delivers local woman's baby.'
Apparently, Tommy had been dead for nine years in this Haven, and he'd died after fighting off a mugger who had decided to jump Jordan while she was pregnant with Lizzie. Jordan was frightened into labor and everything happened so fast that Tommy didn't have any choice but to assist her. He died from his injuries a few hours later.
"He died saving Lizzie and me?" Jordan threw the paper clipping on her desk and rubbed at her eyes, trying not to cry. "Oh, God…"
Audrey knelt in front of her friend, putting a hand on Jordan's knee. Even Hanneli got up to see what was bothering her pretty human.
"Jordan," Audrey said gently. "What's wrong?"
"Do you remember how I said I was married during my New York years?"
"Mhm. You said your last name was Estrada back then, and that your husband was called Saúl. In our Haven, are you a widow?"
"And a mother, to boot."
Audrey sank to her knees with her hand over her heart, speechless as Jordan kept going.
"We were married for quite a few years because we married young, but we eventually tried for a family and I got pregnant, but Audrey, Saúl never met her."
"What happened to your family?"
"I went into labor when I was home alone, and I got to the hospital in a taxi, but Saúl was hit by a drunk driver when he was on the way there. He and the other driver both died at the scene, it was that bad."
At this point, Hanneli the dog rested her head on Jordan's leg, trying to comfort her. Jordan felt an intense rush of love towards her canine friend, so she ran her fingers through her fur for a few seconds while Audrey waited a few moments.
"We'd named her Maríposa Grace before hand because Grace is my middle name, and in Spanish, Maríposa means butterfly. Posey came early, though, and because I was under so much stress and anguish from finding out about my husband, my daughter's little heart couldn't take it and she was born asleep. I don't even remember anymore how I had the strength to bury my family, but I did it. Two-and-a-half weeks later, I was jumped and violated by the man who activated my Trouble for the first time. Thank God I didn't get pregnant again."
"You know, during the adventure at the Holloway house, Claire said that you once tortured a man for three days with your touch, and that that was why you were no longer her patient by the time we met you here."
Jordan chuckled darkly. "Yeah, that was him. I didn't really 'simmer down' if you will, until I met Dwight almost a year later, and by that time, I'd already found The Guard."
"I am so sorry for everything that happened to you." Audrey said sincerely. "How old would Maríposa be now?"
"Nine—the same age as Lizzie. I fell in love with that girl this morning, and Zion, too, but they make my heartache because I miss my little butterfly so much all of a sudden. Yet, I still love Lizzie and Zion the way I love Maríposa."
"Of course you do—even if part of the situation is unorthodox, you're still mommy to all three of them."
"I—oh, that's odd…"
"What?" Audrey questioned, believing it was time for Jordan to go to the hospital.
"Nothing like that, so cool your jets." Jordan said quickly. "I think I might have just connected two points in this puzzle."
"Don't quit there."
"If indeed I ever encountered a genie, I would—first and foremost—wish for a second shot at family life. And even though Dwight is kind of scared of me in the real Haven, I still know him well enough to know that he'd wish for Lizzie and Hanneli back, both happy and healthy."
"Not Lizzie's mother, too?"
Jordan snorted. "They were lucky enough to get away from Oona, after what she did to Lizzie. Dwight said that Oona's dying in jail when Lizzie was a toddler was a very good thing."
Audrey didn't know what to say to that because everybody knew that Jordan had a dark side just underneath her enigmatic layer, but at the moment, it sounded like even though Jordan was having a fling with Nathan in the real Haven, she still cared more about Dwight on any given day.
"What would you wish for?" Jordan asked her.
"Happiness, and whatever joys came with it. I never knew what that was a kid, but it's all I've ever wanted."
Before Audrey could say anything else, Vince and Dave came back with the food, so she stood and helped Jordan up so they could get ready for lunch.
Even if nothing was really making sense right now, they still had each other, and that counted for something. Right?